He forced himself on his best friend's wife.

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My friend and I have known each other for almost ten years, and his wife for five. We have a very close relationship, like brothers. We talk about everything.

About five years ago, at a friend's gathering, my friend introduced us to his girlfriend, who is now his wife. He said her name was Xiaoyu. My first impression of her was that she was very attractive. She had big eyes and a slightly chubby face, but not overweight. She was wearing a white V-neck sweater and clean jeans. From the neckline of her sweater, I could vaguely see her breasts. I was immediately drawn to her beauty and kept stealing glances at her. She seemed to sense my intense gaze, her eyes filled with shyness and a hint of something else. This only made me more captivated. However, I knew the principle of not coveting a friend's wife, so I only treated her as a good friend. I just liked to look at her a few more times whenever we met. My relationship with my friend was normal; we would get together occasionally. We'd have meals together, sing karaoke, and sometimes visit each other's homes. That's how I got to know his wife better and better. We got along like family. His wife had a great personality. Every time we got together, we'd laugh and joke around, sometimes even telling off-color jokes. Because we got along so well, she would occasionally casually link arms with me when we went out.

I remember one time I was meeting up with my buddy for dinner. Since he got off work late, he told me to go ahead with his wife and wait at the restaurant. We met halfway there. Xiaoyu ran towards me like a little bird, grabbed my arm, and walked side-by-side towards the restaurant. I felt awkward with my hands in my pockets. When I tried to take my hands out, I accidentally grabbed hers. She hesitated, glanced at me, but didn't pull her hand away. I glanced at her too, but didn't let go. Her hands were delicate and soft; they felt wonderful to touch. We walked to the restaurant together. To everyone else, we looked like a couple. Since then, our relationship seemed to have grown closer, but nothing inappropriate happened. What truly sparked my wicked thoughts about Xiaoyu was when we went to a hot spring together. I was single at the time, and the two of them always took me along. Xiaoyu was wearing a white bikini. Her figure was incredibly curvaceous, with a beautiful bust and buttocks. She was muscular when undressed and slim when clothed. Her breasts were particularly large with a deep cleavage. Her white panties couldn't contain her alluring buttocks, revealing her beautiful curves. Even more enticing was her private area. Every time she came out of the water, I could clearly see her slight bulge. In the middle of the bulge, there seemed to be a barely visible slit. A few playful pubic hairs peeked out from the edge of her small panties, fueling my imagination. My burning gaze couldn't leave her body. I wondered if she noticed my gaze. After that, I developed wicked thoughts about Xiaoyu. I thought how wonderful it would be to have sex with her. How many men could resist a body like that? But at the time, it was just a thought. Out of morality and brotherhood, I always acted with restraint. But in the end, I still won her heart. However, this happened two years after their marriage. (Original work by Pominghaoji.) Xiaoyu and my brother had always had a pretty good relationship. Two years after they met, they finally tied the knot. I was a little sad when they got married. I thought, such a cute and beautiful girl is such a bargain for my brother. He can't have her anymore, she'll only be my sister-in-law. But it's okay, they're all family, so who's getting a good deal? I can just enjoy watching from the sidelines!

Time flies. Two years have passed since my brother and Xiaoyu got married. During that time, we continued our normal relationship, maintaining our good bond. We'd occasionally have small gatherings. However, unexpectedly, a gathering six months ago completely changed my relationship with my sister-in-law. I remember it was a gathering of my brothers and me. Men often talk about women when they get together. Someone brought up the question of how often they should have sex with their wives. My brother said that he and his wife hadn't had real sex for almost six months. He said it was because she and Xiaoyu were both very busy. My brother often had to travel for work. Recently, they moved back home to live with their parents because of their mother's health. Their house isn't very big, and the bedrooms are connected, with poor soundproofing. It's difficult to have satisfying sex at home. I thought to myself, having such a good wife at home and not having her is a waste! I don't know how Xiaoyu and my brother have managed to endure it. After that conversation, I kept thinking about it. This incident became the catalyst for the change in my relationship with Xiaoyu. (Original by Pominghaoji) One time, I invited my buddy over for dinner. He was going to be late again because of overtime, so he had his wife come to my house first. I should probably thank their boss. Every time he works overtime, he creates opportunities for Xiaoyu and me to be alone. Xiaoyu arrived quite early this time. We exchanged pleasantries for a while after entering the house, then sat on the sofa and started chatting. Since we've known each other for a long time and are quite familiar with each other, we sat there naturally, chatting casually. Somehow, Xiaoyu brought up the fact that I still didn't have a girlfriend. Xiaoyu said: "Brother, you're already in your thirties, why haven't you found a girlfriend and gotten married yet?" I said I'm not even 30 yet, I'm still young, okay? Why the rush to get married? Xiaoyu glanced at me and said, "Can you handle being alone?" Then she gave me a wicked look. I said, "Why wouldn't I? I have my golden right hand for company." Since we're quite familiar with each other, we often tell these kinds of dirty jokes at gatherings. So it wasn't a big deal. She looked at me with a mischievous grin and said, "Golden right hand, huh? Never been with a woman before? Are you still a virgin, brother?" Then she burst out laughing! I glanced at her and said, "Virgin? I didn't even know you when I was playing with you!" She looked at me thoughtfully and said, "Hmm, that's been a long time—" I almost choked and said, "That's not what I meant." She rolled her eyes at me and said with a mischievous grin, "I understand, I understand," then covered her mouth and laughed. I was really annoyed and said directly, "You do have a man, but haven't you used him in a long time? Aren't you enduring it?" She suddenly stopped laughing and said in surprise, "How did you know?" I laughed awkwardly, "Ah, haha, I guessed." She also laughed awkwardly and said, "Did she tell you? She's so angry, she tells everyone everything." I said, "It's nothing, we're all adults, guys talk about these things all the time!" She asked, "So what did you all talk about me about?" I replied, "Of course, we talked about how beautiful you are! You're beautiful and have a great personality." She laughed and said, "Really? You're saying such nice things! Am I that beautiful? I don't believe it!" I said, "Of course! Xiaoyu is the most beautiful. Of all the women I've seen, Xiaoyu, you're one of the most beautiful. You have a great figure; who wouldn't be envious?" As I spoke, I deliberately looked her up and down with my eyes, and even made a swallowing motion. She glanced at me and said, "You big pervert! How can you be so lewd?" I said, "If I'm a pervert, then you're in the wolf's den. Looking isn't illegal." As I spoke, I carefully looked her over again, then rested my chin on my hand, nodded, and made another swallowing motion, my gaze never leaving her body! Seeing this, she pretended to be angry, stood up, and walked towards me, saying, "Stop looking! I'll beat you and you big pervert to death!" Then suddenly she slipped and fell towards me. I was sitting on the sofa and was about to get up to help her when she was already in front of me. Instinctively, I used my hand to block her fall, and she landed squarely on me. My hand ended up grabbing her breast! Because it was summer, she was only wearing a thin floral dress and a bra that revealed her cleavage. My hand felt like it was directly grabbing her breast; the feel was incredibly comfortable—soft, tender, and unforgettable! I looked at her awkwardly, and she looked at me awkwardly. We paused for about five or six seconds. Suddenly realizing I had grabbed her breast, she blushed and said awkwardly, "What are you doing?" Only then did I remove my hand. She stood up. "You pervert, why did you touch me?" I said. "I didn't mean to, you came up to me. But your breasts really feel nice." She said angrily, blushing. "You pervert, stop talking and I'm leaving!" she said, walking towards the door. As she reached the door, I suddenly rushed over, pinned her against it, and hugged her tightly. I then leaned in and said, "Don't go, I really like you. Actually, I liked you the first time we met. I want to be with you every day. Every time I see you, my heart pounds. I really want to be with you." She said, "Let me go! I'm your brother's wife. Aren't you afraid your brother will be angry?" and kept pushing me away. I hugged her even tighter and said, "Please, be with me. Even just once. I really like you. I want to make love to you. I'm not afraid of anything as long as I can make love to you just once. I can't take it anymore. Every time I see you, I get so impulsive." As I said this, I grabbed her chin and tried to kiss her. She kept her mouth tightly shut, twisting her head from side to side. I held her chin, pressed my lips against hers, and tried to pry her lips open with my tongue. She struggled desperately, but I wasn't going to give in either. While kissing her lips, I groped her body with one hand, kneading her breasts. She struggled, trying to push me away, crying out, "No! Don't do this! I'm your brother's wife! We can't do this! Let me go!" Having come this far, how could I give up? I begged, "Please, I really love you. Let's do it just this once. I can't take it anymore." With that, I pinned her struggling hands down with both of mine, then used one hand to lift them above her head and firmly press them against the door, immobilizing them. My lips continued to kiss her lips, neck, and ears, sliding down to her armpits. She could only desperately twist her body. My other hand wasn't idle either. I forcefully pulled down the straps of her skirt, unhooking her bra, revealing one of her beautiful breasts. My lips immediately kissed it, taking her tender, juicy nipple into my mouth and sucking greedily. She desperately cried out, "No, no, don't do this!" "Please let me go," she whimpered. But I wouldn't stop. I suckled her nipples hard, kneading her breasts. My hands roamed her entire body, from her chest to her waist, and then to her full, round buttocks. I didn't want to miss a single part. No matter how much she struggled or screamed, I savored the moment alone. The more she struggled and screamed, the more aroused, tense, and excited I became. I felt like a beast ready to devour her. Impulse and excitement overcame my reason. I slipped my hand inside her floral skirt, touching her sexy panties. Through them, I rubbed her buttocks. Her buttocks were so firm and bouncy, they felt amazing. I reached around to the front, slipping my hand inside her sexy, beautiful panties. Finally, I reached her alluring and mysterious area. I could clearly feel the sparse pubic hair and the slightly protruding vulva. She desperately squeezed her legs together, preventing me from going any further. I used one leg to spread her legs and pin her down. My fingers continued to explore, finally reaching the crevice I had longed for. Her labia minora were tightly clenched, feeling like a standard "steamed bun" vulva. I used my fingers to separate her labia, exploring the outside. I slid my fingers between her labia, rubbing her clitoris. The moment my fingers touched her clitoris, her body seemed to change. Her screams turned into soft moans, and her body visibly went limp. How could I let this opportunity pass? My fingers slowly slipped into her vagina, my fingertips teasing inside, moving back and forth, feeling the folds inside. At that moment, her body stopped trembling from twisting, and her soft moans turned into groans. My lips met hers again. This time she didn't flinch. I succeeded easily, easily slipping my tongue into her mouth, gently kissing her lips and tongue. She responded to me from time to time. Of course, my fingers didn't stop either. I kept thrusting into her vagina. I could feel the constant flow of her vaginal fluids. I increased the speed of my thrusts. I could feel her moans growing more urgent. I intensified my verbal and physical attacks, and suddenly, after a sharp moan, I felt her body tremble. Her vagina was contracting repeatedly. Her body suddenly went limp. I supported her with all my might, pressing her against the door. She rested her head on my shoulder, wrapped her arms around my waist, and lay on top of me with a dazed look in her eyes. Perhaps because she and her husband hadn't made love in a long time, I knew that at this moment, she had reached orgasm. I inserted my fingers from her vagina...I pulled it out, bringing with it a gush of vaginal fluid that flowed down her thighs. I held her, stroking her back repeatedly. She clung to me, lying obediently on top of me, savoring the moment of climax. After a while, her trembling slowly subsided. I stroked her hair and face, kissing her lips again. This time, she responded willingly. We closed our eyes, our tongues intertwining, kissing passionately. I took one of her hands and slipped it inside my pants. This time, she didn't resist; her hand gently grasped my large penis.

My penis could feel her soft, long, and smooth hands. Her hands gripped my penis, stroking it rhythmically. My cock grew bigger and harder, as if it wanted to burst through my pants. I gave her a princess carry, lifting her to the sofa and gently setting her down. I lay down beside her. Her eyes were slightly closed. I lowered my lips and kissed her forehead, cheeks, nose, mouth, and neck. My kisses traveled down her curves, past her alluring breasts, her slender waist, and her pink belly, finally reaching her private area. I gently pulled down her panties, following her long legs to her ankles, removing one foot from her panties while the other remained draped in them. She shyly covered her private area with her hand. I slowly removed her shy hands. Finally, I saw what I had dreamed of: her beautiful vulva. She had very little pubic hair, just a few sparse strands at the top center. Clean and smooth, like a white tiger. Her vulva was tight and slightly protruding, with a captivating slit in the middle, glistening with moisture—the marks of our recent encounter. I gently parted her labia with my hand. The inside was incredibly pink and alluring. I leaned down and extended my tongue, lightly grazing her vulva with the tip, greedily licking its juices. I made sucking sounds. This time, she let out another moan of pleasure. My tongue continued its assault, licking her labia and clitoris, the tip probing deeper into her vagina. Her moans continued. Then I turned to the side and pulled my large penis out of my pants. It was now very hard. I slowly placed it near her mouth, pressing against her lips. She suddenly opened her eyes, saw my penis, and looked surprised. She whispered, "Wow, it's big." This time, she cooperated, grasping my penis with one hand. She slowly opened her small mouth, and although my penis was a bit large for her mouth, she still took the glans into her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and kept licking it, licking the urethral opening and the groove below the glans, while her other hand gripped my shaft and stroked it continuously. Her small mouth was also constantly swallowing and releasing, and my penis clearly grew even larger. It felt incredibly good. We maintained this six-legged position for about ten minutes, licking each other, when I couldn't hold back any longer. I couldn't resist wanting to see what was inside her beautiful flower. I turned her around, spread her two long, beautiful legs, and knelt between them. She knew this moment was finally coming, and she closed her eyes tightly. Her stomach and chest trembled slightly. I held her two long, white legs with both hands, lifting them onto my shoulders. Then I aimed my penis at her vagina and slowly pushed it forward, millimeter by millimeter, until just as the glans was about to enter her vagina... I clearly felt her take a deep breath, so I pulled my glans out of her vagina. I rubbed it against the outside of her vulva with some of her vaginal fluid, repeating this several times. Each time I was about to penetrate, she would take a deep breath. When I pulled the glans out, she seemed a little disappointed. I repeated this back and forth a dozen times. Feeling the time was right, I suddenly thrust my entire penis into her vagina when she wasn't looking. When I reached the very bottom, she let out a long moan. "Ah...it's like a long-awaited wish has been fulfilled." Then her vagina began to contract repeatedly, accompanied by a slight tremor throughout her body. I pulled my penis out halfway, then forcefully thrust it in again. Her vagina contracted again, and her whole body trembled. To be honest, her vagina was really tight. I felt significant resistance every time I penetrated. I continued thrusting back and forth like this. Her voice grew louder, and she started babbling incoherently, "Husband, harder. Husband. It feels so good. Harder." "Honey, it's so big! It feels so good! Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm." She kept moaning and groaning. My movements became faster and faster. My hands weren't idle either. I kneaded her big breasts with both hands. Her breasts swayed back and forth in front of my eyes. After hundreds of thrusts, I felt my strength was starting to give out, so I casually said to her, "How about you be on top?" She didn't answer, but sat up shyly. I naturally lay down on the sofa. She slowly climbed onto me. One hand held my penis, and then she aligned her vagina with my penis. She slowly sat down. She sat all the way down. She let out a deep moan. She supported herself with one hand on my chest. The other hand kneaded her big breasts. She sat there moaning desperately. The room was filled with the sounds of slapping. After a few minutes, I felt like I was about to give up. I told her to stop. I said, "Lie down here. I'm going to fuck you from behind." She was very obedient, lying obediently on the sofa, her alluring fleshy buttocks facing me. I was behind her, spreading her plump buttocks apart with my hands. I forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina, my favorite position. I could penetrate even deeper. I lay on her back, fucking her in that doggy style position, my hands reaching over to knead her breasts. Because of this position, her breasts appeared even larger. My hands kneaded her soft, large breasts. It felt so good. I held her breasts, stroking her back and beautiful buttocks, my movements becoming faster and faster. After hundreds of thrusts, I suddenly felt a heat in my groin. My glans trembled slightly. My scalp tingled, and I could no longer control myself. A thick, hot, sticky stream of semen shot directly into her vagina. We both let out low moans. My penis trembled continuously inside her vagina, until I ejaculated the last drop of semen, unwilling to pull my penis out of her vagina. She also went limp, lying on the sofa. I lay on top of her, feeling her gentle warmth. We lay there for about ten minutes before she whispered, "Get up and get ready. My husband's coming soon." This brought me back to reality. I said, "I was really impulsive just now. Because I really like you. You won't blame me, will you?" She looked at me with her big, watery eyes and said, "We've done everything. Now you're regretting it? Isn't it a little too late?" I said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid. Anyway, I really like you. I'd die happy just to make love with you." She glanced at me and smiled, saying, "Silly boy, I won't blame you. I like you too, okay?" I finally relaxed. I gently kissed her forehead. Then I got up to clean up the mess. Xiaoyu got up, put on her sexy panties, and straightened her clothes. Just then, there was a knock at the door. My buddy arrived! I went to open the door. Xiaoyu was sitting on the sofa watching TV. My buddy came in, and we acted as if nothing had happened. We chatted and laughed as usual, but during dinner, I noticed a change in Xiaoyu's gaze, and a hint of affection in her eyes. My buddy didn't notice this, which only made my heart flutter more. It made me like Xiaoyu even more.

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