[Repost] My Neighbor is a Stunning Married Woman (My True Story)

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I was seconded to Kunshan, mainland China for three years. After leaving the company, I returned to my warm home. Why was there a waist-high shoe cabinet by my front door? I didn't remember seeing it when I was on leave six months ago. It was probably placed there by the new neighbors across the street . I rang the doorbell, but no one answered. I assumed no one was home and didn't think much of it for a few days.
One afternoon, while tending to my potted plants on the balcony, I heard someone open the door across the street. I immediately opened my door to tell them about the shoe cabinet, but the person was gone. A little annoyed, I rang the doorbell again. After a while, I heard a child's voice. The door opened, and suddenly my annoyance vanished. The woman who answered looked to be about 30 years old, with a fair complexion and a smile that made her already small eyes narrow even more. She greeted me softly and gently. I smiled back and mentioned the shoe cabinet. She quickly apologized and indicated she would move it immediately.
I watched as she coaxed the child inside, then stepped out in slippers. Though she wore a casual t-shirt and long sweatpants, an aura emanated from her, momentarily captivating me. I was momentarily stunned by that aura, then snapped back to reality and watched her sway her delicate body, her slender hands trying to move the shoe cabinet. I went over, taking up all the space in front of the cabinets, and moved the shoe cabinet for her. "Since you weren't home, I felt bad moving your things myself. I'm so sorry," I said.
"No, it's not that we're bad, we took up space in front of your door," she said, blushing even more.
"Did you move here recently?" I asked.
"Yes!" "I haven't seen you before," she asked politely.
"Because we were in mainland China before, but now we want to go back to Taiwan for work." "Oh, I see." And so ended our first encounter.
Because I took on some cases while job hunting, I spent most of my time working from home. During this time, I ran into the mother across the street quite often, and of course, I would take the opportunity to chat with her. Over time, we naturally became more and more familiar. She graduated with a law degree, but due to her personality, she quit her job after working at the court for a while to stay home and take care of her child full-time. Although she was two years older than me, I always called her Mrs. Chen.
One day at noon, the doorbell rang. I went to answer the door. "Mr. Song, I see you often go out to buy lunch. I just happened to make some extra dumplings today. Why don't you come over and have some?" "Oh, Mrs. Chen, I really can't accept that." "It's alright, come over when you have some free time." Of course, I was just politely declining; I was definitely going to go.
When I entered the house, it was fairly tidy, but there were always some toys scattered on the floor. Looking at her child, she seemed to be only two years old, a daughter.
That noon, we chatted while eating dumplings, and we became increasingly familiar with each other. It turned out her husband often traveled to mainland China for work; these days, many Taiwanese people's jobs are related to the mainland. And so, another afternoon of getting to know each other better came to an end.
After that, whenever I saw her taking her daughter to the park on my way home after having coffee nearby, I would go over and sit down to chat with her, so we became quite close.
That afternoon, I was about to go out for coffee when I saw her returning with a bunch of bags. I offered to help her carry them so she could open the door. "You're going for coffee again? Let me make you some." "Okay, sure, that saves me the trouble of going out," I replied without hesitation.
I sat on the sofa, watching her organize the things she had just bought and prepare the coffee-making tools. I stared at her intently. She was wearing very tight-fitting sweatpants that clung to her pert, fleshy buttocks, making her waistline even more pronounced. Her polo shirt was unbuttoned at the chest, revealing her prominent collarbone and her breasts, which I guessed were a C-cup. Watching her squat down and walk around, every movement was so alluring that my mind was racing. The sensory stimulation went from my brain to my body, causing a jolt in my crotch.
Because she had to go shopping and the child was being looked after by a nanny, it was just the two of us at home. We chatted on the sofa, and later we talked about her life and mine. As it got a little dark, the lights in the house weren't on, making it feel like we were slowly drifting into a dream, at least for me. But seeing her leaning lazily against the sofa, my fantasies only grew stronger over time. Later, we ran out of things to talk about, and often just looked at each other and smiled. A sudden impulse arose in my heart. "Mrs. Chen, you don't look like you're already a mother." "Oh, really? Thank you!" She was still leaning against the sofa, smiling slightly, looking at me weakly as she answered.
"To be honest, you're very beautiful, and plus you're a wife, you must be very popular." "Because being a wife is fashionable now, so that status is a plus," I continued.
"Haha! If you say that, then you must think so too, right?" She asked directly, then looked like she had spoken too quickly.
I paused, looked at her seriously, and said, "Yes, I've always thought so."
Her gaze met mine, then she smiled but looked away without answering.
I stood up, making no attempt to hide my bulging crotch, and went to the kitchen to wash my hands. The room was a bit dim. When I returned to the living room, I sat down next to her. She looked at me with a hint of surprise, then smiled faintly. I slowly took her hand and said casually, "I can tell by the touch; you don't do housework often."
She still looked at me and answered, "Yes." I turned to face her, still holding her hand, and felt her hand responding by holding mine. "You're so beautiful," I said. I put my other hand around her, and she tilted her head slightly so my hand could rest on her shoulder. I slowly pulled her close, our faces touching, and kissed her cheeks, all the way to her lips. Her soft lips were slightly parted, and as my lips touched hers, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. As she exhaled, her tongue met mine, and we shared a passionate French kiss.
Without a second thought, I directly touched her chest, abdomen, legs, and genitals through her clothes. She also hugged my neck and passionately kissed me, completely showing her desire and letting me possess and violate her body. I put my hand inside her sweatpants, touching her buttocks, and then took off her sweatpants. Her slender yet fleshy legs were fair and smooth, and the light pink lace low-waisted seamless panties made her barely covered buttocks and genitals even more sexy. In addition, the panties were already wet at her vulva, making them even more alluring.
Her soft, unrestrained body pressed completely against mine. I lifted her up and straddled her lap. I kissed her breasts, my erect penis rubbing against her vulva. Her vagina was so wet, it soaked my penis. Then I used my legs to prop her up, and positioned my penis against her vulva, letting her sit down. Slowly, I inserted my entire penis into her vagina. Such a tight, wet vagina; it was clear her body had been waiting for this for a while. I began to thrust my penis into her vagina, and she slightly twisted her hips to meet me. I thrust higher and higher, faster and faster. I didn't expect such a classy married woman to moan so loudly. The more I thrust, the more pleasure I felt, and the louder she moaned. "Condom!" "It's in the cabinet on the bathroom sink."
I carried her into the bathroom and had her sit on the vanity. After I put on my penis, I spread her legs and inserted it into her vagina again. I hooked her legs and continued to thrust into her. She sat on the vanity, leaning against the mirror behind her, and suddenly started moaning loudly again. I thrust faster and faster, and soon she hugged me tightly with all her might, letting out a loud scream. I felt her orgasm, and at this point I thrust even faster, and then I slowly ejaculated. After I had completely ejaculated, our movements slowed down. After everything stopped, I pulled out my penis and took out a condom. "Wow! So many!" she said, her face flushed as she looked at the condoms in my hand.
"I haven't been with a woman in a long time, and you're a beauty and a married woman, of course there are many," I said.
She smiled and hugged me, while I carried her into the shower, turned on the tap, tested the water temperature, and then we showered together.
I lathered her with shower gel, watching the water wash away the bubbles from top to bottom, water dripping down her nipples. I couldn't resist touching her breasts again, while she touched my penis. After we washed and touched each other for a while, she aroused me again. She knelt down, rubbed my penis, and then took it into her mouth, using her mouth to stroke it. One hand caressed my testicles, while the other reached between my legs to caress my buttocks and anus. My penis was rock hard from her sucking. I pulled her up and towards the mirror, where I saw her face and the look of desire on her face. I stroked her breasts and vulva from behind. Her fair skin, with veins barely visible, her smooth skin, her slender waist, and her pert buttocks made me want to possess her forever. "You look so sexy right now." "Do you like it?"
I pressed her forward against the mirror. Her tender vulva was already very wet from my caresses. "Of course I like it, let me..." "Enjoy your tight hole." Then I put on a condom and inserted my penis into her overflowing vagina, starting to thrust. "Do you like me fucking you like this?" I asked as I thrust. "I like you fucking me like this,"
she said breathlessly, looking at me in the mirror. I stroked her breasts with one hand and her buttocks with the other, thrusting faster and faster. "Is it good to be fucked by another man?"
I asked passionately. "Yes~ it's good," she moaned in response. I stroked her buttocks with both hands, thrusting faster and faster. The harder I thrust, the more her hands braced against the mirror, her whole body swaying back and forth as I penetrated her, her breasts swaying noticeably. Her cries, like before, grew louder and louder, filling the bathroom with the sounds of my penis entering her vagina and our moans. I thrust faster and faster, and she began to strain her whole body, screaming ecstatically, clearly reaching another orgasm. I held her tightly, thrusting into her forcefully. After she orgasmed several times, I finally ejaculated.
After showering, we went into the bedroom naked and lay on the bed. I held her as we lay there. "Ever since I first saw you, you've been the object of my sexual fantasies," I said.
She lay on my chest, caressing each other, our legs intertwined and rubbing together. "Is it because I'm a married woman?" "You have a very elegant look, but you're also very alluring, so you look a bit slutty, plus you're a married woman." "Nonsense, that's because you have impure thoughts, that's why you think I'm slutty." "Maybe, but I didn't expect that after we slept together, I'd be even slutier." After giving birth, because of the child, she and her husband only made love once, and that time was rushed because the baby was crying, so she hadn't enjoyed intimacy for a long time. In addition, her husband often had to travel to the mainland for business, so they hadn't had sex to their hearts' content for a long time.
I answered even more forcefully, "Other people's wives are so much fun to fuck," "Especially someone as beautiful as you, with such a great figure, and so sexy, it's even more fun to fuck you." I picked her up, turned her around, and pressed myself against her, using my legs to spread her legs apart, and then I thrust into her. Sometimes she closed her eyes, sometimes she opened them slightly to look at me, and I kept thrusting into her. She was rocked up and down by my forceful thrusts, and the whole bed seemed to move with her. "Your hole is so sexy, it feels so good to fuck you." "Yours is so big too, I love it when you fuck me."
"Then I'll help your husband fuck you properly."
"Okay~ Ah~ Ah~ Fuck me," she moaned weakly as I thrust into her, turning her to her side and lifting her right leg. She cried out loudly. I grabbed her hand, pulling her close as I thrust, penetrating her as deeply as possible, faster and faster. During this thrusting, she orgasmed several more times. I could feel her vagina contracting and pulsating, gripping my penis tightly, which felt incredibly good. But because I had already ejaculated twice, I wasn't going to ejaculate as quickly. I kept thrusting into her like this, and she continued to moan loudly. I turned her to a normal position, my penis never leaving her vagina, continuing to penetrate her. This time, I thrust even faster. "I'm about to cum!" "Ah~ Ah~" she kept screaming, then started to hug me tightly, her orgasm probably coming soon. I thrust into her vagina even faster, my penis making a slapping sound as it penetrated deep inside, faster and faster. At this moment, she hugged me tightly, screaming loudly, and my penis simultaneously swelled and contracted, ejaculating. I continued thrusting until all my semen was released before stopping.
We lay completely sprawled on the bed, embracing. "You're amazing, I've lost count of how many times I've come," she said, her eyes closed, smiling contentedly. "You're comfortable, so I'll have another chance next time, so you have to perform well." "Yes, I'll give you another chance," she replied with a smile. After that, although we didn't have sex often, we would do it once every one or two months, and once I even asked her to wear her robes while I penetrated her, but my needs were always greater than hers.

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