My friend who slept with my wife

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A friend who recently got married

was reminiscing about the past when he ran into the child of a friend he hadn't seen in a long time in Huanggang yesterday. It seemed to remind him of my first sexual experience with a friend after marriage. This story I'm writing is about something that happened with his mother over ten years ago. His mother is also my wife's sworn sister; I met her several times before and after my marriage and we were quite familiar with each other. I've only met her husband a few times. As always, I will try to write about the truth, and to avoid making things too boring, I'll add some fun elements that everyone will enjoy.

Her name was Ru Hui (a pseudonym, but the pronunciation is similar). We were both around thirty years old at the time, and she was already a mother of three. She was a very traditional woman, about five feet two or three inches tall, with long hair always tied up on top of her head. She had an oval face, narrow eyes, and wore thick-rimmed glasses. Her housewife figure was encased in conservative clothing, but it accentuated her full breasts and hips, perhaps due to having three children, yet it complemented her overall appearance well, making her seem like a housewife who aroused lust.

I did have some fantasies back then, but I had absolutely no improper thoughts, after all, she was quite familiar with my wife! The incident happened about three years after my marriage. At that time, she was very unhappy because her husband frequently went to the mainland to keep a mistress, and she often had private conversations with my wife at my house.

One evening after dinner, she had to go to pick up some items from a public housing unit she was helping to look after for relatives who had immigrated. Since she lived in Sheung Shui and her relatives' public housing was in Chai Wan, I was asked to act as her driver. We chatted in the car the whole way, and I casually mentioned her husband. She became unhappy and fell silent until we arrived at her relative's public housing.
Upon arrival, I saw a small unit that was fully furnished. Because the unit was so small, there was only a bed where I could sit down. After she entered the unit, she remained silent, turning her back to me as she opened the cabinets to look for something. I noticed that she was in tears, so I got up and went to her and asked, "Don't cry, did you really have a big fight with your husband?" She said through her tears, "Don't ask! Can I lean on your shoulder for a while?" As soon

as she finished speaking, she buried her face in my arm and cried. I felt her soft breasts naturally pressing against my chest. A woman I knew well and sometimes fantasized about was lying on my body like this, and my penis began to react. My fantasies about her immediately resurfaced in my mind.

I didn't know what to do, but my hands unconsciously and naturally embraced her until she cried until she was soft and leaned closer to me, and I hugged her even tighter. I believe she felt my erect penis pressing against her, and she immediately pushed me away, looking at me sternly with a reproachful tone, saying, "Are all men like this? Even you treat me like this (I usually appear very gentlemanly). Does this mean any woman is acceptable? Aren't you afraid I'll tell your wife?"

I was initially frightened, but then a sudden thought flashed through my mind, and the idea of making love to her that night immediately took hold. I immediately separated from her, looking at her, and deliberately said, "I'm sorry, it was just a sudden, natural reaction while I was holding you. I don't know why your husband treats you like this. You're wonderful in every way. Actually, you can do the same thing to get revenge on him."

She looked at me and said, "No matter what happens between my husband and me, no matter how he wrongs me, we women would never do such a thing."

Then she silently shed tears. I pulled her back and gently hugged her, and she naturally buried her face in my shoulder again, crying and telling me how she discovered her husband's affair. I comforted her and tried to find a solution. During this time, my penis became hard again. I believe she noticed again and pushed me away, but this time I was prepared and used more force, preventing her from pushing me away.

She resisted for a moment and then gave up. After she had cried enough, she looked up and our eyes met. I kissed her cheek and said to her, "Don't be so stubborn. Let go of yourself. Even if you don't seek revenge, you should find something that makes you happy. I will make you happy." After

I finished speaking, I immediately kissed her lips and gave her a wet kiss. She shook her head and resisted for a while before softening her body and responding to me. My hands started to wander, slowly moving from her back to her chest. As soon as I touched her breasts through her clothes, she immediately resisted and pushed me away, saying, "No! Stop! We can't do this. It will be terrible if others see us." She immediately ran into the bathroom and closed the door, but didn't lock it.

Because she didn't close the door completely, I went to the bathroom door and saw her standing inside, holding onto the sink with both hands. From the kiss earlier, I felt that she should accept me tonight and was waiting for me. So I drew the curtains first, then went into the bathroom. After only a slight, feigned resistance, I put my arms around her waist and rubbed my already hard lower body against her buttocks.

I kissed her ears and neck, and whispered in her ear, "Don't think too much. Your husband wronged you first. Relax and do something that makes you happy!"

The mirror on the wall reflected my image of me holding her from behind. She closed her eyes and relaxed her body, saying softly, "What we're doing is wrong. If your wife finds out, she'll definitely..." I didn't let her finish, and quickly kissed her lips. Her tongue responded in her mouth, intertwining with mine.

My hands slowly moved up, rubbing her breasts through her clothes. I noticed that she didn't resist at all, only closing her eyes and enjoying my caresses. So I slowly unbuttoned her clothes, reached inside her shirt, pulled up her bra, and directly rubbed her breasts, which had become large but loose after having three children, and occasionally wiped her nipples.

Every time I rubbed her nipples, she would make a passionate "Mmm..." sound, twisting her lower body and rubbing against my erect penis. I felt her body getting hotter and hotter, so I slowly took off her clothes and bra. At this moment, she naturally turned around and shyly leaned softly against my chest.
I led her hand to hold my already hard penis in my pants, and she actively rubbed it back and forth. I knew I had achieved my goal, so I kissed her again and slowly took off my t-shirt. When our naked bodies were pressed together, I truly felt her hot and soft body.

I unzipped my pants and pulled down my underwear, then took her hand and directly held my hard penis. She held it naturally and gently rubbed it back and forth. I continued to rub her breasts, and when I pinched her nipples, her whole body would convulse. I teased her, asking, "Does it hurt?" She whispered in her throat, "Mmm...don't be too rough, it hurts a little, but it's a pleasantly sour feeling."

As we spoke, our wet kiss ended, and I was free to kiss wherever I wanted. I started by kissing her ear, then her chin, slowly moving down to her neck, and then continuing down to her breasts. I cupped her slightly sagging breasts in my hands, burying my face in them and sucking and gently biting her nipples, which were like red dates. Her breathing and moans intensified.

The most interesting thing was that whenever I gently bit her nipple, her hands, which were pressed against my head, would twist my arms hard. This twisting was really painful, but after a long moan and a violent spasm throughout her body, she would freeze, pressing her arms against mine. I knew that she had reached her climax, stimulated by the infidelity.

When I tried to undo her pants, she said she would take them off and shower by herself. I put our clothes outside the bathroom and called my wife to help her tidy up, as I wouldn't be home until late. Seeing that she hadn't locked the bathroom door, I went inside. In the dim light, I could see her naked body as she showered. She didn't cover herself, letting me look at her.

Her bust was about 35-36 inches, slightly loose and sagging, with brown nipples the size of dates. Her waist was about 25-26 inches, with a slight belly from having given birth. And her buttocks were about 33-34 inches, with a few wrinkles. Looking at this 5-foot-23-inch housewife's body, I understood why her husband had gone north to keep a mistress. But that's how men are; they all want to try women other than their wives and seek novelty.

Thankfully, her body was very smooth, and although her breasts were slightly loose and sagging, they were large and full, too big to be covered by one hand. It was fun to knead them into various shapes with my hands. Although her nipples were darker in color, they were large and very satisfying to suck on. Below her lower abdomen, there was only a thin, sparse patch of curly pubic hair, completely exposing her vulva, which is why I couldn't forget her afterwards.

After watching for a while, I hugged her from behind, kneading her breasts with both hands, kissing her neck and ears, and sliding my erect penis into her buttocks. I whispered against my will in her ear, "I like you, I like your body, I'm going to make you feel very comfortable and happy tonight." Her body leaned back against me as if powerless, and she automatically reached back to grasp my penis and stroke it.

As I lathered her body with shower gel, I rubbed her breasts, and her nipples hardened as I rubbed them. I also began to attack her genitals. As I massaged her genitals with shower gel, her "uh...uh..." sounds became more urgent. I parted her pubic hair and inserted my fingers into her vagina. She first let out an "ah" and automatically put one foot on the toilet seat, exposing her wet vulva, making it easier for my fingers to enter and make thrusting movements.

Then I used my index and ring fingers to spread her labia, making her clitoris more prominent. I then touched her hardened clitoris with my middle finger, sometimes inserting and withdrawing my fingers, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, causing her to gush out a lot of vaginal fluid. For a moment, her body tensed with excitement, and her reflection in the mirror showed her trying to bite her lip but failing, making "uh...uh...ah...ah..." sounds.

At this moment, she gripped my penis even tighter and moved it up and down. I was also aroused by her reaction and the thrill of the affair, and I felt like I was going to ejaculate. Afraid that if I ejaculated, I would lose the chance to have sex with her, so I immediately turned her body to face me, so that my penis could officially penetrate her. However, due to the standing position and her remaining rationality not being fully cooperated, I tried several times but failed to penetrate her. Afraid that she would change her mind halfway, I roughly pulled her outside, and she lay on the bed, soaking wet, without a towel to dry herself.

After she got into bed, I immediately leaned over and pressed down on her. She simply closed her eyes, spread her legs, and waited, but cooperatively guided my penis to the correct position with her hands. When the head of my penis parted her labia, I felt that her vaginal opening was already soaking wet. I stopped thinking about anything else and immediately thrust forward with all my might until I was completely inside her, to make sure I had her and to let her know that we were having an affair and had already had physical relations.

After penetration, I felt that her vagina was very wet and warm, but also loose, perhaps because she was truly aroused or had already given birth. She just let out a soft "ah" and naturally hugged my waist. I let my penis remain deeply inserted in her vagina without moving, holding her tightly as an invincible conqueror, and kissed her lips, sucking her saliva. She immediately responded with a passionate kiss.

After kissing for a while, I felt her lower body swaying, knowing she was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure of our illicit affair. So I began to thrust into her with all my might. She only moaned, "Oh...uh...ah..." and naturally twisted her lower body to match, her thighs clamping tightly around me.

Later, as I increased the speed of my thrusts, with each hard thrust, her breasts would bounce up and down, rubbing against my chest, and she would moan, "Ah..." This further aroused my lust. With each thrust, my penis left only the glans at the entrance of her vagina, so that I could penetrate deeper next time, each thrust reaching the very bottom.

With my relentless thrusting, her breathing became rapid, and her face flushed a hot, slightly red. I knew she had reached orgasm, but I also felt a strong urge to ejaculate. To ensure her orgasm came first during our first time having sex, I stubbornly held back. With each frenzied thrust, each powerful pounding, each deep penetration, her eyes were half-closed, her brows furrowed, her teeth clenched. The intense pleasure caused her to gasp repeatedly, letting out wanton moans from deep within her throat: "Ah... um... uh... ya... oh... oh..."
Her hips arched upwards, her hands tightly embracing me, actively welcoming my thrusts. Because of her cooperation, my movements became increasingly larger. I spread her legs wider, my speed increasing, my thrusts becoming more rapid, my penetration deeper, as if trying to shove my entire genitals, including my testicles, into her vagina.

The unbearable pleasure drove me wild. Her vagina grew hotter and hotter, like a furnace, and my penis, like a fiery rod, slid in and out of her vagina, each thrust reaching its deepest point. The vaginal walls contracted sharply, sucking my penis even tighter. With each thrust, her labia flipped in and out, and the hot, lubricating fluids inside her vagina overflowed, filling the entire vagina.
As I felt waves of tingling, itching, and numbness approaching the climax, her vagina contracted sharply, her whole body trembling violently—she had reached orgasm. I gave up trying to hold back, and the thrill of my successful tryst released a torrent of semen into her body. The pleasure spread through us simultaneously at the point where our penis met. During our

orgasm, we held each other tightly, her vagina gripping my penis, savoring the sensation of ejaculation. I left my still-erect penis inside her, panting on her trembling body, waiting for the orgasm to subside until she let out a long breath. I continued to lie on top of her, kneading her breasts until my penis softened completely and was forced out by the vaginal walls.

We lay on the bed, silently embracing each other, until my wife called and we realized we'd been there for almost two hours. We immediately showered and left. On the way back, I asked about safety measures, and she said it was a safe period and there would be no problem. When I asked if there would be a next time, she just remained silent.

Later, I went with her several more times, but perhaps because she really was a proper housewife, our subsequent encounters were nothing new, until she and her husband reconciled and we had no further contact.

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