First time with a married woman

I was quite young then, not long after graduating from university, and had never been involved in 6/9, exchange, or threesomes, unlike now where I'm a seasoned pro.
One night, I couldn't sleep, so I turned on my computer and went on QQ, wanting to add a few friends to chat with. I added a few QQ accounts randomly, but didn't get any replies. I kept adding, and saw one with a pretty profile picture, wearing pajamas and pouting. I thought we could chat, so I added her. When she asked for my friend request, she asked me to answer a question. Her question was "What do you like most?" I didn't have high hopes and just randomly wrote "Dad." To my surprise, she accepted my request. Then we started chatting. I even jokingly asked her, "Why do you like your dad the most? Is this incest?" She said she could just write anything and it would be accepted. Then we chatted casually. I took the initiative and gradually guided her to talk about some risqué topics, like how often they did it, how long it lasted, and whether she had orgasms. Later, I asked her how many penises she had tried, and suddenly she said I was her husband, that she was having sex with her wife, and asked if she wanted to join in, saying she should come over now. I was completely stunned. What was going on? This was happening! I was excited, but also suspicious. It was very late, past midnight, and there were no buses. Her city was in our prefecture-level city, more than an hour's bus ride away. I said I would come the next day, and she agreed. I didn't sleep all night, and I got up very early in the morning to go to the station to buy a ticket. After I bought the ticket and was about to contact them to tell me when I would arrive, there was suddenly no sound. After a while, she replied that her husband hadn't told her, and then she kept apologizing. What could I do but get a refund? We continued chatting afterwards. I called her almost every day to talk about trivial things and everyday matters. We chatted for about half a month. I asked her out twice, but she declined both times, either because she was busy or because her brother was unavailable. Suddenly one day, my sister-in-law texted me. She had argued with her husband and wanted to come to my place to clear her head. Of course, she didn't tell her husband she was coming to my place; she just said it was to see a female friend. It was
already evening when I picked her up. As soon as we got off the bus, I took her home to drop off her luggage (I was single at the time), and then took her out for dinner. After we got home, she went to take a shower. She didn't bring any pajamas, so after showering, she wore my long T-shirt, which was long enough for her to wear as a nightgown. After showering, we sat on the sofa together watching a projector. At first, I was quite reserved, because I didn't know if she was willing to sleep with me. What if she called the police if I forced her? I was naive back then. Actually, if a woman is willing to stay at your house, shower at your house, and wear your clothes, it means she's willing to have something happen between you. So I just sat close to her. While watching the movie, I slowly reached my hand towards her waist. She didn't resist. Later, I said, "Are you cold? Let me hug you to warm you up." I put her legs on mine and hugged her. I didn't dare touch her breasts or kiss her directly. I intentionally or unintentionally touched the hem of her T-shirt, rubbing against her legs—it was so smooth and comfortable. Later, I slowly tried to slip my fingers inside, but I didn't dare go in directly. I just probed, of course, without finding anything, since her T-shirt was almost up to her knees, and my fingers weren't that long. Finally, she pulled down her T-shirt, making it even harder for me to reach. I thought she didn't want me to touch her, so I behaved myself for a while and focused on watching the movie with her. After a while, I couldn't resist anymore, so I took a peeled apple and fed her pieces. Being close, I said, "You smell so good! Is it the smell of shampoo or your natural scent?" She said it was probably the shampoo. I then leaned closer to smell her hair and said, "It's not the smell of shampoo, it's probably your natural scent." I leaned close to her neck and took a deep breath, saying, "It really is your scent." I asked to smell it again, and as I got closer to her neck, I kissed her on the lips. She didn't resist and started French kissing me. I slipped one hand under her T-shirt, and wow, that was so exciting! I touched her pubic hair. Turns out she wasn't wearing underwear. I couldn't resist and took off my T-shirt. Her breasts weren't big, just an A cup, but small has its own charm. I had her give me oral sex while I stood up. Well, my oral skills were so-so. After a short while, I had her lie on her stomach and I fucked her from behind. We barely slept that night. We'd do it, rest for a bit, then do it again, then rest again, and do it again. We did it four times that night. She stayed at my place for a week. During the day, we went out like a couple, and at night we'd come home and make love naked. Our battlefield was everywhere; every part of her body was covered in my lip prints. On the fourth night, I was giving her oral sex on the sofa when her husband called. She hesitated for a moment but answered anyway. I didn't stop while they were talking, and I even sucked harder, her twitching clearly indicating she was trying to endure the discomfort. I got up and rubbed my penis against her genitals, and she arched her back towards me. After rubbing for a while, I suddenly thrust in forcefully, and she clearly cried out. Her husband on the other end of the phone was obviously confused, and she explained that she had accidentally pinched her hand. Seeing this, I started moving very quickly, unlike usual when I would start slowly for a few minutes and then gradually increase the speed. She was also very excited, her vagina was very wet, completely soaked, and it felt even better than usual. She also frequently clenched her vagina, showing how aroused she was, and she would occasionally moan, but she was clearly trying to hold it in. She quickly told her husband that her phone was out of battery and she would call back later, and then immediately hung up. She threw her phone aside, pushed me onto the sofa, and started moving, no longer holding back her moans, uttering all sorts of dirty and lewd words, more into it than usual, and even let me fuck her anus. I was really excited at the time, the first time I'd ever been so excited, and the first time I'd ever known that having sex with a married woman could be so thrilling. Later, she told me that her husband wanted a threesome, and every time they had sex, he'd pester her to try and convince her. That night, he was so persistent that she just agreed, not really thinking I'd believe him and not intending to actually have a threesome. Who knew I'd take it seriously? I even bought a ticket to go there, so I felt quite embarrassed. Later, I called her frequently. She was bored at home alone with the kids, and I kept her company, which made her happy. Plus, she'd just had a fight with her husband, and since I kept asking her out, she came over to my place. However, she told me not to tell her husband about our affair, and that she wouldn't have a threesome with him; she couldn't accept being fucked by another man in front of her husband. That's how we gradually developed a friends-with-benefits relationship. Of course, to make things easier, she later dragged her cousin-in-law and best friend into it too, which I'll elaborate on next time.

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