My friend's wife, I secretly rode her.

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That night, I slept with my friend's wife.
Miki is my friend Carl's wife. I've known them for two years. When I first met Miki, I was stunned by her beauty and secretly felt sorry that she was already my friend's wife. She's about 28 years old, with an oval face, long, straight hair, and when she looks at you, it's as if she can pull your soul out. She has a sweet smile and a gentle personality. She's definitely a beautiful and virtuous wife. Sometimes I secretly observe her, and she speaks to me generously and very kindly.
Unfortunately, her husband often has to travel to China for work and doesn't have time to spend with her. She lives close to me, so we often talk on the phone, have dinner together, and so on. We both maintain a very proper relationship; she loves her husband, and he loves her. They get along well. I have absolutely no intention of ruining their relationship; I just want them to be happy.
One night, while it was raining heavily outside, my doorbell suddenly rang loudly.
"Ring ding... ring ding... ring ding..."
"Here I am!"
When I opened the door, I was shocked to see Miki with swollen eyes from crying, her clothes soaked through. My heart clenched instantly.
"What's wrong, sister-in-law? Who bullied you? Come in quickly."
She suddenly rushed over and hugged me. I closed the door, sat down on the sofa with her, and then burst into tears.
"My husband... my husband... he doesn't want me anymore..."
"What did you say?" I was shocked.
"He...he has another woman on the side..."
What?! I can't accept it right now... I know her husband is a very loving husband, how could he...?
“I found a box of used condoms in his T-shirt pocket… We never used condoms when we were having sex… I confronted him about it, but he didn’t answer and just went back to his room… What should I do? What should I do? Please tell me, please, I beg you…” she cried.
"Could it be a misunderstanding?"
"A misunderstanding? He never lied to me, he never lied to me..."
I held her close, and she buried her face in my shoulder and cried. Gradually, the crying subsided, and suddenly she realized that we were embracing each other very intimately. She blushed, but didn't let go of me.
"Your body is soaked; you'll catch a cold. Go take a shower."
I led her to the bathroom, and she didn't let go. I said, "I'll find you a towel, take off your soaking wet clothes..."
"Take off your clothes..."
"I'll go dry it."
She smiled and then went into the bathroom. I heard her taking off her clothes. Then I found a large bath towel outside the bathroom.
That smile just now was so beautiful... I thought to myself.
A moment later, the sound of water stopped, and the beautiful woman emerged, wrapped in a bath towel. I was once again stunned by her post-bath beauty, staring at her intently.
"I'm sorry..." she broke the silence, saying shyly.
"It's okay, it's alright... You can sleep in my room tonight, I'll sleep outside." He said, putting her wet clothes into the washing machine.
"Thank you..." she said to me.
"It's nothing..." After I finished using the washing machine, I was about to turn around when she suddenly hugged me from behind.
"My husband... he doesn't want me anymore..." she said, tears streaming down her face again.
"No, he's a very good person, a good husband..." I comforted her.
"No, you're very good to me too..."
I turned my head and looked at her face. She looked so pitiful; who would have the heart to bully her?
"Do you like me?" she suddenly asked.
I remained silent for a moment, then said, "You're already married."
“My husband is the same, but he doesn’t care about my feelings and keeps a mistress. So why can’t I find men outside?”
As she spoke, she hugged me tightly: "Do you despise me? Because I've slept with other men before..."
"No, absolutely not," I replied resolutely, "I've always admired you..."
She grinned slyly, "I know." Suddenly, I realized I'd fallen for her trap—a honey trap.
She looked at me with seductive eyes, then hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear again, "I knew it all along..."
Now that I know, I won't hold back. I looked into her eyes, and then slowly, my lips met hers.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Soft, fragrant, and sexy lips ignited our desire.
After a long while, their lips parted.
I looked at her and tenderly stroked her hair. Finally, I mustered up the courage to ask, "Will you stay with me tonight?"
She looked at me with a hint of surprise, then gave me a sweet smile, but remained silent.
I know that tonight, no one can stop what is going to happen.
I carried her into the room and gently placed her on my bed. While kissing her, I massaged her neck, shoulders, and arms with both hands.
"Mmm...you're so gentle..."
I ignored her compliments; all I wanted to do was help her relax and enjoy what was coming. I started massaging her head and shoulders, then her body. Her breasts were very firm, probably a 32D. They felt just right. I pressed on her breasts while caressing and massaging her body.
"Mmm...so comfortable, you're so good to me, my husband doesn't know how to do these things..."
Then, I slowly explored her mysterious garden... Unexpectedly, it was already wet very quickly.
"Sister-in-law, you're so wet. Does it feel really good?" I touched her, and my hand got wet too. I showed it to her.
"You're so mean... You bullied people..."
"Alright then..." I stopped.
"Why did you stop? Keep going..." she protested. "Good brother, good lover, please spare this little girl..."
Seeing that the time was right, I said to her, "Well, dear sister, I'm coming."
I took off my clothes and pressed her down. Before she could react, my lips were on hers. I kissed her, and she responded passionately. Then, I pulled off her towel and looked down at her naked body.
"Don't look..." She crossed her arms, trying to cover her chest, but I could see everything below. She blushed and said, "You bad man..."
"Let me see..." I smiled and separated her hands.
Before me was a perfect body, with fair skin as smooth as white jade, firm breasts, a well-proportioned figure, and flowing water below. She was an absolute beauty, an absolute goddess.
"What's wrong? Am I ugly?" she asked shyly.
“Absolutely not,” I said. “With such a wonderful wife, I really don’t know what your husband is thinking…”
She smiled and said, "You're lying to me..."
I immediately said, "No, let me prove just how attractive you are to me."
She made a soft sound, and I immediately hugged her, kissed her, and massaged her body with my hands. Then I spread her legs apart, used a pillow to support her waist, slightly raised her genitals, and placed her jade-like legs on my shoulders.
"Sister-in-law, I'm here..."
"Don't call me sister-in-law, call me Miki. Tonight, I'm yours..."
I couldn't hold back any longer, and I thrust my already painfully hard penis all the way into her soaking wet vagina.
"Ah..." she exclaimed contentedly.
"Hoo..." I groaned softly, not moving. Perhaps because I hadn't made love to my husband for a long time, her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis tightly and feeling incredibly good. I could feel like many tiny hands inside her vagina, caressing my penis. Her vagina was like a straw, trying to suck away every last drop of my semen. But what moved me most was that I had finally slept with this married woman I had longed for day and night.
Miki seemed to sense my thoughts as well. She looked at me with an "whatever" expression, and I understood perfectly, immediately starting my piston-like movements.
Women are very sensitive during sex. My ex-girlfriend once told me in bed: "Be gentle with the woman you're sleeping with." I still remember those words, so I slowly but firmly thrust into her, pulled out, and then slowly thrust all the way in. Thrusting in and out of my beloved woman, again and again.
Later, I stopped hugging her and started holding her hands with both of my own. I once read in a book that many men only like to hug a woman's body during sex, but if you hold her hands, she can feel your tenderness more.
As expected, she giggled, clearly enjoying it. Now, I had her completely pinned down and doing it to her.
She looked at me, responding to me with her body, and slowly, I felt her body begin to heat up.
"Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Uh~ Uh~ Uh~ Uh~"
I kissed her to stop her from screaming, but my penis kept withdrawing from her vagina, then going in again, then withdrawing again, then going in again.
I was kissing her forcefully, but the sensation was still intense. She hugged me tightly, her legs clamping around me, wanting me to go deeper. I didn't disappoint her, gently but powerfully thrusting into her. Then I moved on, kissing her neck, shoulders, and then her breasts. I gently sucked on her nipples, lightly teasing them with my tongue before releasing them. Soon her nipples hardened, and her skin began to redden. This was proof that she was enjoying being fucked. And she was close to orgasm.
Knowing this, I immediately got an erection and increased the speed of my thrusting. She hugged me tightly and cried out loudly.
"Ah ...
"Miki, you're so hot! Sister-in-law, give it to me! I want it!"
I felt great being gripped by her vagina, and soon I knew I was about to ejaculate.
"It's coming...it's coming..." she cried out absentmindedly.
"Miki, come on, I'm going to cum. Let's climax together," I whispered in her ear.
Soon, I ejaculated every last drop of my semen deep inside her, and at the same time, she climaxed. Her bodily fluids mixed with my semen, flowing out from where we were intimately joined, a truly erotic scene.
We hugged and kissed, slowly savoring the afterglow of our climax.
"You're so mean! Look what you've done to me..." she scolded playfully.
"I can't help it, you're so sexy, of course I... But... are you comfortable?"
She smiled sweetly and said, "Why are you asking me such a question at a time like this..."
"I want... I want to make you happy, to make you joyful. Although I can't marry you, at least I hope to make you happy... in my bed..."
She gazed intently into my eyes for a long time, then whispered softly in my ear, "You did it... I... am so happy, so comfortable... I... love it."
Hearing these words made me very happy. Seeing her shy and bashful expression, my penis became hard again...
She immediately felt it and blushed: "How could it be so fast..."
I laughed and said, "That's your charm... my wife."
She looked at me and whispered, "Honey, take me..."
"Yes, sir."
That night, we once again enjoyed tender intimacy.

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