Indulging in carnal desires

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After a heavy rain, the first clear day of May arrived. The sky was so clear it was almost unsettling; there was no wind,
everything was warm, and even the security guard downstairs, who usually annoyed me, seemed a little more endearing.
So, on this morning, I decided to go for a walk, forget the unpleasantness of last night, spend some money first—let it all out
—and then figure out what to do next.
So, I decided to go grocery shopping first; after all, I'm a housewife, and even when I'm feeling down, I need to eat!
Sigh, life goes on. I absentmindedly greeted familiar vendors, the bright sunshine making me feel a little
lighter . Carrying the dry groceries, I walked back, thinking about taking the groceries home and then going shopping,
spending all the money in my pocket. I knew that after buying many things I needed or didn't need, I would feel happy
!
Just then, the phone rang. I cursed inwardly—whoever was calling me at this hour deserved to be struck by lightning
( thank goodness it wasn't my mom!). But when I saw the number, I smiled.
"Hello~~~ speak to me." "Hello~ It's me, what are you doing?" the voice on the phone asked.
"What can I be doing, just buying groceries. Why did you suddenly call me?"
"I missed you~ just wanted to see what you were doing."
"Heh, you still have time to miss me? What's wrong? Don't you have time with your lover?"
"I haven't seen her in a long time. Do you have time today? I miss you~"
Holding the phone, I hesitated for a few seconds. When everything from last night flashed through my mind again, I
thought of another way to vent, so I answered him, "Yes, where to?" "My house, in two hours.
I'll be waiting for you at home."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
The man who called me was my sexual partner, whom I met online. He was 34 years old, had a good job
and a decent family. His wife left him without hesitation when he had a major incident.
That The most hateful thing was that the reason she filed for divorce was that he was
impotent~ Heh, God knows, he's an amazing man, with an impressive penis, and his sex drive is
as terrifying as . Our first chat
was incredibly ! In his words, I vented my frustrations.
I called him a sex partner, not a lover, because I enjoyed having sex with him, but I didn't love him. I enjoyed
talking because he understood me; it was a feeling of kinship. We were the same kind of people, needing freedom
and hating living behind a mask. He, like me, enjoyed sex; we enjoyed intercourse but weren't promiscuous. We
didn't suppress our sexual needs; if we liked it, we did it—there was nothing wrong with that! He liked me because I was sexy and honest,
unlike some women who, despite their desires, act like saints, which disgusted me! In my own words,
it was an affair , but it had to be done in the name of love—what's the point of pretending to be virtuous when you're a prostitute?!
I've always considered myself a wandering soul online, drifting from one place to another, with no one understanding me.
But after meeting him, I felt I was no longer alone, because he was there to wander with me. But
not long ago , he suddenly called me and told me he had a lover, a woman much older than him. He
said he loved her very much, and that he would no longer go online or talk nonsense!
I was heartbroken, not because I couldn't have sex with him anymore, but because I would have to
wander alone again, returning to that feeling of loneliness. But I was also happy for him, because he could finally end
this kind of life and have a woman he loved and who loved him. He didn't have to search anymore. But what about me?
When will I find someone who can make me stop? Sigh!! I said many words of blessing to him, telling him
to be careful and not to be deceived, because that woman was married.
I thought everything was over, but unexpectedly, he called me again a few days later. Heh,
the first thing he said was, "I miss you~ It was still better with you~~~~" Heh~ So you see, men are so
scary; they are never satisfied.
I got home, took a shower, put on my black tank top, a jacket, black pants,
and high heels. Seeing it was almost time, I set off. On the way, I received three calls from him, all asking
where I was. Sigh, he seemed really anxious. Finally, I arrived at his house. As soon as I entered, he cursed at me, "Damn it! I've been waiting for you
forever! I was so worried!" Heh, this greedy cat! We went into the room, and I sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and
squinted as I watched the smoke rise. I thought about what happened last night. Actually, if it weren't for yesterday,
I probably wouldn't have come to see him today, because I had originally planned to go out with my husband. I wanted to see him because I wanted to
talk to him, and also to prove that I was still a normal woman, not a pervert. Most importantly, I needed to
vent!
"Damn it! Why are you dressed so sexy?" he said, reaching his hand inside my tank top. "Damn it!
You slut, you're not wearing a bra again!"
"I had sex with my husband last night," I replied, seemingly unrelated to his question.
"Hmm~ How did it go?" He pulled his shirt down a little, exposing my breasts, and played with them.
"He's impotent~~~" I said, my eyes fixed ahead, as if I were talking about someone else.
"Hmm? How did that happen?" His hand paused slightly before continuing its groping.
"I tied him up~" I said, recalling the events. “Last night I wanted him to experience something new
. He's never been one for new things, only accepting oral sex from me. But even the best oral sex
gets boring after a while, so I wanted to try something else. Maybe he'd like it, like when I first offered to give him
oral sex he refused, but he loved it afterward. I thought the same thing this time.
So, I prepared honey, beer, and a silk scarf. I didn't tell him what I was going to do; if he had known beforehand, he
definitely wouldn't have agreed. I turned off all the lights in the room, pulled him back to the bedroom, and he probably sensed something
eerie in my smile, so he kept asking what I was trying to do.”
I stopped my narration and lit another cigarette. I needed the cigarette to calm myself down,
because at that moment, it felt like I was back in last night, everything was right before my eyes. He was also drawn to my words,
removing his hands from my breasts and leaning against me, listening intently.
“I didn't tell him what I was thinking, I just whispered in his ear that he was mine today, don't talk,
just enjoy it.” I pushed him onto the bed, pounced on him and kissed him, and he responded, touching me…
I quickly felt his penis become erect. Then I straddled his waist, and he tried
to pull me and touch me. I pushed his hands away, telling him to be good because he was mine today, and to
stay still. He laughed and wouldn't listen. I took out a silk scarf I'd placed under the blanket, pushed his hands over his
head, and tied it up—not too tightly, of course, so it wouldn't hurt. Then I continued kissing him and touching his firm
chest. I asked him if it felt good, but he just kept asking what I was going to do. I was so excited at that moment that
I didn't want to hear him, so I covered his mouth with a pillowcase. When I touched his penis, I noticed it
was soft. I didn't think much of it and gave him oral sex. After a while, it got hard again. I smeared honey on his
erect penis and greedily licked it, but it became softer and softer. This time I
got scared. I wondered if he didn't like it, or if he was frightened by my actions. I quickly
untied him, took the honey out of his mouth, and asked if he didn't like it. He just said, "It's okay."
I thought I should let him do what he wanted, and not really make him impotent.
"That's exciting! If it were me, I'd be incredibly excited, haha, but it's a little scary. I think you
were a bit too hasty. " "He took advantage of my smoking to penetrate me and express his opinion.
I ignored him. 'Oh, the funny part is yet to come. After he got up, I pretended to be obedient and didn't
do anything too intense, afraid he'd go soft again. He pinned me down, touching my genitals and kissing my
breasts. I pretended to be shy and moaned softly. After a while, he got hard again, but ejaculated after only a few thrusts
. I was actually quite pleased, thinking it was because he was already aroused while I was licking him, which is why he ejaculated
so quickly. I asked him, 'Why did you ejaculate so quickly today? Were you too excited, or what?' Actually,
I hoped he would say it was because of the stimulation I gave him that he couldn't resist, but guess what he said?"
I looked ahead and asked him. He asked me, "What did he say?"
"Ha, he said, 'I was scared!!!' He said he was scared, so he ejaculated quickly. I asked him, 'Don't you
like me doing this? Isn't it fun to tie him up?' " He said he suspected I might have a mental problem—he
was afraid I had some kind of illness! "At this point, I couldn't help but laugh. I don't know why I laughed;
maybe it was because I couldn't cry. A woman, being told by her husband that she has a mental problem—I really
can't describe the feeling!
" "How could he say that? Maybe it's because he's your husband. If you did that to me, or to
other men, it would be so exciting, so thrilling."
"You don't understand. I felt like dying. I felt like such a failure. How could this happen?
Was I wrong?"
"Don't think about it. You're not wrong. He can't accept it. He's just not lucky. If I had
a wife like you, I'd do it to you several times a day! Don't think about it." He pulled me close, and I nestled against him.
Sigh! I nestled against his chest, feeling his body. But I had no sexual desire.
"You know what? I think I'm going to become impotent. I don't want to have sex anymore. If it weren't for what happened last night,
I wouldn't have come here. I need to release this tension. I want to test if I'm really that bad. I need to know if I'm
still normal!" I looked up at him. "So, you slut, today, I'm going to have crazy sex with you,
so I know I'm still normal, okay?"
"Okay, you've always been the best. You're the best woman I've ever slept with, you're
unforgettable . Today, I'm yours, do whatever you want, okay?" He slipped his hands inside my clothes and
leaned down to kiss my lips.
"Ah!!!" "Finally, I said it. Saying it made me feel so much better. Make love, let
yourself be consumed by lust. I need to regain my confidence!
I pushed him away, and he lay down beside me. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, slipped my hand inside,
felt his chest, closed my eyes, and heard my own sigh. Men, what do you really want? In a few
moments, I stripped off my clothes, revealing the vibrant butterfly tattoo on my right breast. Looking at my pale body,
I told myself to forget everything and fully enjoy the man beneath me.
I started kissing his eyes, then gently licked his ear, hearing his moans. I bit his nipple, making him
cry out. This man..." He's excited for me!! This feels so good, I'm still attractive, right? I
went to his navel, stuck my tongue into that circle, and felt his body begin to writhe because of my caresses. I unbuckled
his belt, pulled down his pants, and his enormous penis stood erect before me. What an alluring
thing!! The large glans was a dark red from the engorgement, the veins at the base bulging
. His scrotum was a little tight. Glossy black hair covered its base. I stared at it, mesmerized, and couldn't resist licking his
pubic hair. There was a slightly musky smell between his legs, and his scrotum was already wet. I teased his testicles with my tongue, and those
two cute little things behaved very well. My tongue danced with his! Kissing his inner thighs, his knees. I
turned my body around, my buttocks facing him, my slightly parted vagina rubbing against his legs. I held his feet, inhaling
his scent. A little sour, like the yogurt my son drinks. My tongue, beyond my control, went to kiss each of his
toes. Enveloping them, sucking hard. I heard his panting behind me. My lower body flowed with
love juice , I moved my hips, rubbing my clitoris against his knees, the slippery love juice making the friction even more pleasurable! Turning
my body around, I let my tongue drag across his legs, grasping his large penis with my hand, swallowing it into my throat. His
glans touched my throat, tickling, so pleasurable. Wow! I don't know why, but even if a man doesn't touch my sensitive
areas or touch me, just seeing or touching him makes me incredibly excited. I
find satisfaction in my own actions, and watching them get excited because of my caresses excites me. Is this narcissism?
I teased him, and he kept making sounds that I couldn't bear. Who says a woman's moans are the most alluring?
When a man moans during sex, that's truly unbearable. Suppressed yet pleasurable moans, hoarse and
full magnetism, so masculine yet alluring. I increased my speed, making sure his penis
reached my throat with every thrust. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, "Am I fucking you or are you fucking me?" Ah~ what more needed to be said?
I held his penis and slowly sat down. Slowly, then faster. His thing is so long!
He could reach my deepest point without much effort. When he touched it, it hurt a little, and I wanted it
to leave , but it also itched a little, making me want it to hit that spot again!
I moved quickly; I needed the friction, I needed to keep hitting that spot. So tiring. I
braced my hands on either side of his head. I saw his teeth clenched tightly. Ah, he has this habit; when he's
extremely excited, he bites his teeth. His face contorted a little! It was a little scary, but I
liked it . I knew he was probably about to ejaculate, so I had to stop. Besides, I really needed to rest;
I was so tired! Men have it so tough. When the woman beneath him doesn't know she can ride him, he
has to stay on top, thrusting and pumping until he ejaculates. Is it true that some men ejaculate
quickly not because they can't, but because they're really tired and want it to end quickly?
I rolled off his body and collapsed onto the bed.
"Come on~ let me fuck you!"
He straddled one of my legs and inserted his big thing. So deep! He slowly and deliberately fucked me,
inserting his penis as far as it could, then pulling it out, leaving only the glans inside my vagina! I tilted my head back, watching him
go in and out, his penis and pubic hair wet with my juices. It was truly a beautiful sight! The smell of sex
filled the room, and I could hear my screams and his panting! He wasn't in the best physical condition; after a vigorous
session , he would be covered in sweat.
So, when I felt I had rested enough, I let him off me, and I took his
penis in my mouth again, it was covered in my own juices, tasting salty. I swallowed his penis, swallowing my own juices as well.
Spitting out his penis, I arched haphazardly between his legs, searching, searching for a new erogenous zone. Following
his testicles down, I reached his perineum, and he immediately moaned in pleasure. Behind his perineum was
a small, recessed opening—his anus. When my tongue licked his perineum, brushing against the edge of his anus,
he would tremble. Found it! I lifted his buttocks slightly with my hand, letting my face slide between his legs,
my tongue enveloping his tender little hole.
"Ah~ Ah~ Damn, that feels so good!" His body was stiff, his eyes tightly closed, his hands
gripping the sheets! Heh, so fucking horny!
I deliberately stopped, watching his expression. He opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling, looking
like .
"What are you doing?" I asked him deliberately. "I was thinking about how fucking good it felt when you licked me earlier~"
"Heh, really?" I laughed lewdly, "Come on~ let's do it again, this time I'll let you enjoy it properly."
I made him lie face down, sticking his buttocks up, completely exposing his anus to me. There were
a few sparse hairs around his anus, I covered them with my tongue and licked them vigorously, then quickly circled the entrance with the tip of my tongue
. As he cried out in pleasure, I squeezed my tongue into his little hole. It was so tight inside, with a warm, moist
feeling, and no disgusting smell, maybe because he had cleaned it well. He looked like he was about
to explode with pleasure, his voice was so strained! His shouts had turned into soft moans!
I decided to go for it, haha. I turned him over, facing his feet, and sat down, slowly starting to slide in,
because I wanted him to clearly see how his thing went in and out. That would excite him. Sure enough,
soon he automatically moved in sync with my thrusts, lifting his buttocks. It was time. I started to thrust violently,
as if I wanted to crush his testicles. I don't know how long I did this, but just
when I felt like my back was about to break, he yelled, "I'm going to cum, I can't take it anymore, you're killing me~ Ah... I'm cumming,
I'm cumming..." He finally ejaculated inside me!
Damn~ So tiring!
"I wanted to fuck you, but you ended up fucking me again. You're really fucking strong, damn, I'm impressed~" he
said, wiping his own thing.
"I'm impressed?" I lit a cigarette, smiling at his soft, limp penis.
"I'm impressed!! You're a fierce woman~"
Whether he's telling the truth or not, I've achieved my goal today. I've proven I still have charm, and
I still have the ability to make a man feel good. I'm not a pervert. That's enough. As for my husband
who thinks I have psychological problems, I think I used the wrong methods; I was a bit too hasty. I need to adjust
my tactics. No problem, I'll find a way to keep my husband in line! Who am I? A "fierce woman"!
Hehe, there's nothing I can't handle. I know I can do it. One day, I'll make my husband beg me
to tie him up and have sex with him!
I got dressed, went to the bathroom to quickly tidy myself up, grabbed my bag, and checked the time. I arrived
at his house at 2:00, and it's already 4:45. Damn, excluding the time we spent talking, we've been doing it for two
hours!! At least an hour and a half! I was wondering why my back was so sore. He walked me to the door
. "I won't see you downstairs."
"Okay, no need."
He leaned in and gave my breast a hard squeeze. "Bye, you slut, call me."
"Okay, bye."

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