The Temptation of Married Women

The Temptation of a Married Woman
1 (Nightclub)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 2 (Small Inn)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 3 (Hotel)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 4 (Bathhouse)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 5 (Past Events)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 6 (Car Sex)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 7 (First Time)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 8 (A Beginning and an End)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 9 (Rhapsody)

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The Temptation of a Married Woman 1 (Nightclub)

I'm 25 years old this year. After graduating from college, I started working for a company, a 9-to-5 job. I definitely need to have some fun at night. That night, I went to a nightclub in Taipei that started with the letter "L". It was a friend's invitation, so about a dozen of us arrived at 9 pm. There were a few of my good buddies and their friends, and of course, there were hot girls. But the first woman I noticed that night was a beautiful woman. Later, I found out that she was about 34 years old and had a child. My friend told me she was a mature woman, but she looked only about 27 or 28 years old.

She was about 160cm tall. Her most attractive feature was her long, beautiful legs—not too thin (I personally dislike skinny legs), but with a certain muscular curve. They looked so tempting! Her upper body was also shapely, especially her face, which was truly lovely: a small face, full lips, and large, expressive eyes. She was wearing incredibly short hot pants and a black strapless top; I was immediately aroused.

At first, because she was a friend of a friend, I didn't dare to make any overly obvious moves, so I just greeted her from a distance. She only nodded back. I started asking my friend for information about her. To my surprise, she was a married woman whose husband was often away from Taiwan. She was often bored and in a bad mood, so she frequently confided in friends or came to lively places like this to get some fresh air. My friend warned me that she was a respectable woman and I shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her. Hearing this, I naturally became even more cautious.

An hour later, we had all drunk quite a bit, and while dancing on the dance floor, we ran into this married woman. She seemed more relaxed after drinking, and a few of us friends joined her in dancing. Gradually, it became just the two of us swaying alone on the dance floor. As she swayed to the music, she looked even more appealing. We started chatting close to each other's ears (because the music was so loud, a perfectly good excuse). Gradually, I could feel her breathing on my neck, and our bodies drew closer and closer. Under the hypnotic influence of the alcohol and the deep bass, I boldly placed my hand on her waist. She didn't resist and continued swaying to the music.

Gradually, my hands became more restless. My hand slowly moved up from behind her back, caressing her back. At the same time, she pressed against my chest. The feeling of her soft breasts pressing tightly against me was so wonderful. My hands began to slide down to her armpits and move towards her breasts. Of course, I wasn't bold enough to grab them directly, but I could already use my thumbs to tease the sides of her breasts. I even tried to pull her clothes down from time to time to reveal her beautiful cleavage!

Her eyes were closed the whole time as she enjoyed the tactile stimulation. My left hand also slowly slid down to her pert buttocks, and I would steal a pinch every now and then. She would stand on her tiptoes slightly to react to the electric current in her body. After playing like this for about half an hour, she whispered in my ear, "Will you take me home tonight? I want you so much." Without hesitation, I grabbed her delicate hand and left the scene.

My home was nearby, so I rushed home, turned on the music, opened another bottle of wine, and the lewd atmosphere continued. After another half-glass of red wine, I pressed her against the wall and forcefully kissed her full lips, constantly sucking on them and sending my tongue and saliva into her mouth. At first, she pretended to be reserved, but within a minute she transformed into a wanton married woman.

Our tongues intertwined for a long time before we began to explore her ears, eyelids, cheeks, and neck. My hands weren't idle, of course. I started by gently kneading her breasts; even through her clothes, I could feel their fullness. When my tongue reached her neck, I suddenly pulled her clothes down from top to bottom, tearing off her strapless bra in the process. I was certain her man had never been so brutal to her, so he paused for a moment.

I ignored him and went straight for her breasts, grabbing those soft mounds with both hands, twisting and deforming them at will. She began to breathe heavily and moan intermittently, with a slightly nasal tone. Seeing her open mouth and unfocused eyes, I shoved my middle finger into her mouth, haphazardly stimulating her wet oral cavity.

She'd probably never been so passionate in her life. Her body writhed, and her hands began to grasp my penis. So I stood up and let her unzip my pants. My penis was already hard and waiting for her. After seeing it, she looked at me with a slightly shy yet lustful gaze and said, "I've never been with a guy as young as you before."

After saying that, she knelt down and started sucking me. Mature women are different; after all, they're experienced and know how to please men. She sucked me thoroughly, it felt like I was having sex with a virgin. Between each inhale and exhale, she made a constant, overflowing sound of saliva, and even deliberately let saliva drip from the corners of her mouth.

I couldn't resist grabbing the back of her head with both hands and thrusting into her mouth relentlessly. Several times she had to pat me to let me know I couldn't go on any longer, that I was about to ejaculate, that I was going crazy.

So I just pulled down her panties. I'd never touched panties that wet before, or maybe this married woman was just parched and needed some kind of rain. Her vagina was crystal clear and incredibly wet. It was the first time I'd ever seen a vagina that had given birth. It looked just like any other woman's. She didn't have much pubic hair, and her labia weren't turned outwards. They were pink and tender, and looked absolutely beautiful.

I was too lazy to retaliate. I thought that if I didn't take advantage of her this time, I'd have another chance next time. I simply lifted her perfect, long, beautiful legs over my shoulders, grabbed her ankles, and spread her legs as wide as possible. In this most shameful way, I entered her body.

She cried out loudly, her chest thrusting upwards and her head tilting back. I entered this vagina that had probably been entered and exited by many people before, and it was still so tight! She must be rarely satisfied!

I began to forcefully thrust into her cervix. With each thrust, her cries were so satisfied, so lewd. I started using the most vulgar words to arouse every lustful nerve in her:

"Have you ever been fucked like this before?"

"No...no...um...I...no."

"Do you like me fucking you like this?"

"I...um...I like it.

" "Like what?"

"I like you...fucking me...oh."

"Have you ever let anyone other than your husband fuck you?"

"No...no, you're the first."

"Have you ever swallowed another man's saliva?"

"Wh...what?" "Oh..."

As she asked, I leaned forward, pressing my body against hers, pinching her cheeks with one hand, and forcefully prying open her cherry-like lips. I spat a large mouthful of saliva into her mouth. Her reaction wasn't as expected; after spitting it in, I covered her mouth with my hand, and she didn't show any surprise, obediently swallowing my saliva.

I spat into her mouth several more times, and because of the visual effect, I was already ready to ejaculate.

"Do you want me to ejaculate inside your hole?"

"No, I don't have any protection."

"I'm about to come, I want to ejaculate in your mouth."

"...Mmm...No..."

"Haven't you ever let your husband ejaculate inside your mouth?"

"Once...Mmm...just once."

"Then I want to too, let you taste the flavor of youth."

"I...Oh...Mmm..."

In the last few thrusts, I fucked her especially hard, one hand already pinching one of her breasts until it was red and swollen. I pulled it out and placed it directly on her lips. She didn't react, so I put it directly in and continued to thrust into her mouth. At the same time, I heard her say in the most lewd and indistinct voice, "No...Don't film here." It turned out she was still paying attention to my phone. Yes, I was filming her naked body with my phone, but at the most important moment, she stopped me from filming. A man is most violent when he's about to ejaculate, and I was no exception. I forcefully covered her eyes with one hand while pressing the shutter button with the other. No matter how much she shook her head, it was no match for the penis in her mouth.

I thrust a few times forcefully, pouring my semen directly into her mouth. She didn't resist much, letting me release my pent-up desire inside her mouth. She remained so gentle, and when I pulled out, a few more drops of semen spilled onto her lips and inside her mouth. After lying there for a few seconds, she got up, spat the white liquid in her mouth onto a tissue, wrapped it up, and gave a faint smile.

This was my first encounter with this married woman. I can only say that the desire of married women is a perk for us young men. We continue to keep in touch and meet up, and I'll share more experiences with you all when I have the chance.

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Finally, her husband was going on another business trip, and our chance to meet had arrived. However, she was so impatient that the phone rang the moment her husband stepped out the door. Although I'm young, I'm experienced and know how to handle this married woman. Since she's so horny, why not whet her appetite?

I told her I probably couldn't see her tonight because I already had plans, but we could meet tomorrow night, with two conditions: first, I had to ejaculate in her mouth, and she couldn't resist this time; second, I wanted to penetrate her anus. She hesitated for a long time, then said shyly, "We'll see then. It's embarrassing to ask like that."

I arranged to meet her at a budget hotel near Linsen North Road in Taipei. We met downstairs, and she was as radiant as ever. She was wearing 3-inch nude-colored high heels, the leather tightly encasing her feet, revealing only her beautiful toes. She still didn't hesitate to show off her perfectly curved legs. She wasn't wearing stockings; perhaps she had specially tidied herself up for me before leaving. Her legs looked firm and smooth, and the high heels paired with a dark short skirt made her buttocks look even perkier and more sculpted.

Although her breasts weren't particularly large, the white tight-fitting pullover top and the fur vest made me really want to drag her into an alley and rape her (of course, this was just a fantasy).

We quickly grabbed the key and went into the room. I tossed the key on the table without a word, turned around, and pinned her down on the sofa, starting to kiss her passionately. Knowing from our previous experience that she could tolerate slightly rougher sex, I wasn't going to hold back this time. I cupped her face in my hands and shamelessly explored her mouth with my tongue. My mouth sucked on hers like a suction cup; her full lips were like a delicious meal. I savored them, not giving her a chance to breathe. My tongue and saliva swirled in her mouth, and she could only let out some incredibly wanton gasps through her nose.

Suddenly, I stopped and stood up, staring at her on the sofa. She was lying on the sofa, one leg on the ground and the other propped up on the cushion. Her hands were tightly clutching her breasts, her eyes unfocused. Although her clothes were still intact, the position of her bare legs completely exposed her secret garden to me.

She was wearing light brown high-waisted panties with holes. Perhaps she wasn't confident in her figure and wasn't wearing my favorite thong, but the tantalizing glimpse was actually quite nice.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Because I wanted to see how lewd you were."

"I'm embarrassed."

"But I just want to see a married woman's lustful look, so lustful that she's even willing to let my little brother abuse and humiliate you."

"You're so bad."

But her eyes clearly longed for me to continue.

I called to her, "Come here, help me undo this."

She climbed down from the sofa, took two steps on her knees to stand in front of me, and looked up at me like a trained bitch. She unzipped my pants. "You didn't wash them."

"Suck them in my mouth."

She didn't say anything more and directly put my penis in her mouth. Actually, she frowned a little at first, or maybe it was because of the lingering smell of urine, but I didn't plan to take it out and wash it.

"Lick it clean with your tongue, it'll make you feel good later."

She held my thighs with both hands and vigorously swayed her head back and forth. I held her chin with one hand and the back of her head with the other. The deeper I went, the louder the sound of her saliva became. Just like before, perhaps because her face was small and her throat was shallow, I reached the very back of her mouth in one go. The suffocating pleasure was truly exciting.

Between thrusts, I suddenly pulled my penis out. She looked at me, and I said, "Open your mouth." She obediently did so. I spat into her mouth, some of it landing on her lips and nose. At the same time, I put my index finger into her mouth, mixing my saliva with hers, gently stroking her tongue. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying my mistreatment.

I thought I'd been playing with her mouth for 10 minutes, and it was time to change positions. "Go to the bed, take off your clothes slowly. I want to see how you usually undress in front of your husband."

She started taking off her clothes, first her fleece vest…

“Did your husband sleep with you this time he came back?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Just tell me the truth.”

“Yes.

” “How many times?” “

Twice.”

“Did he have sex with you again before he left the day before yesterday?”

“…Yes.”

“Was it good?”

“No, he rarely satisfies me. His technique is terrible and he’s fast.”

She had just taken off her bra. No wonder people say that a woman who has breastfed can’t have breasts as firm as before. They become softer. Sure enough, just like in the first article, “The Temptation of a Married Woman,” her breasts were easy to squeeze. They deformed as soon as you squeezed them, but I think it was a different kind of indescribable pleasure.

She suddenly asked, "Why did we meet here today? This hotel looks weird..."

"First, I'm quite familiar with this place. Second, I want the people who meet you to think that I bought you, that you belong to me, that you are my lowly bitch."

She said, "No wonder everyone was looking at me when we came up."

"If you come to a place like this dressed, of course people will think you're here to be fucked. They might even be listening to your moans at the door."

"You're so naughty."

The time had come. I touched her little garden through her panties. What a slut, it was already a sea of wetness. I took off her panties and threw them into the trash can.

She was shocked. "What are you doing?"

"It's already so wet, I don't need to wear it anymore. I can put my skirt on later."

Her cute face instantly turned red. Of course, I didn't care whether she turned red or green. I pressed one hand on her lower abdomen and lifted her right leg with the other. It was already so wet, it would be easy to enter. With a "plop," I was already deep inside her.

She immediately began moaning after penetration. Her cries weren't too wild, perhaps because she had children at home and was used to not making too much noise when her husband fucked her. Her voice was slightly nasal, mixed with soft inhalations, her head tilted back slightly—extremely sexy.

I was enjoying the pussy of this wife, this slut, this mother of children, this vagina that so many people had entered and exited (she told me about her past, which was quite fascinating; I'll share it with you all another time), still so tight, still so pink.

"Use your hands to spread your clitoris open, I want to see your hole.

" "Oh..."

"So beautiful, I can't tell you've had a child."

"Don't look, it's too embarrassing." "Then what do

you want me to do?"

"Continue. " "Continue what?" "Continue to fuck me . " "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Fuck me, fuck me." I was almost at my limit by this point, so I had to turn her over, lift her buttocks, and fuck her like a bitch. She really was a bitch, with big buttocks and a tight vagina, gripping my penis and desperately trying to swallow it. I let her keep turning her buttocks like a vibrator, my two palms tightly gripping her buttocks, occasionally spreading her buttocks apart, which gave me a chance to clearly see her anus. If you remember that her anus was one of the conditions, I haven't forgotten. My right thumb slid to the entrance of her vagina, scooped up some vaginal fluid, and smeared it on her anus. Unexpectedly, when my hand touched her anus, her moans became even louder. Sure enough, a slut is a slut; even her anus is so sensitive. I quietly inserted a small section of my index finger into her anus, and she cried out, "It hurts!" Of course, I ignored her. I used that small section of my index finger to go in and out of her anus a few times, and she seemed to gradually get used to it, continuing her previous wanton swaying. It took about a minute, and my index finger was almost completely inside her anus. "Oh...I didn't expect it to feel so good...mmm...mmm." "My whole finger is already inside." "Yeah...it feels so good...mmm~~~~~" "Do you like me fucking your ass?" "Mmm...I like it...oh..." "Have you ever had your husband fuck your ass?" "...Mmm...no...no..." "What about your ex-boyfriends?" "No...oh~~~~" "So you gave me your ass virginity." "...Mmm..." My fingers kept pulling in and out, digging and probing. Although her anus was very tight and difficult to penetrate, once inside, it was a completely different world. The space inside was huge, and my fingers could dig and rotate inside without any problem. In some positions, I could even vaguely feel my penis rubbing against her vagina. "I want to fuck your asshole." "No...no...it's too tight." "But you promised me." "How about next time? Just use your hand the first time, let me get used to it." This time I softened, I didn't force her, anyway, there's plenty of time, there will be plenty of opportunities. So I thrust my dick into her cunt even harder, my fingers pinching her asshole, and she started moaning and gasping again. I could feel her asshole slowly opening up, the pink flesh inside slowly turning outwards, the opening was already big enough for anyone to fuck, next time, just next time. I secretly pulled out my right index finger and replaced it with my left thumb, while my right hand skillfully stroked her back, slipped down to pinch her breasts, pulled her nipples, her movements became bigger and bigger, and her moans became louder. But when I was squeezing her breasts, I didn't use my index finger. The finger I just inserted into her anus—you know what I'm going to do, right? My hand moved to her cheek, gently kneading her full lips with my index finger. Her tongue came out, and I inserted my finger directly into the base and sides of her tongue, letting this good woman who usually stays home to take care of her husband and children savor the taste of her own anus. She suddenly remembered and said, "Isn't that the hand that was just on my butt?" "No, the one in my anus is still inside." And just like that, she believed me. I frantically thrust my finger into her mouth, and she cooperated by constantly using her tongue to lick the finger that smelled of anus. I was about to ejaculate, so I made a final sprint, forcefully thrusting into her vagina and cervix. My thumb was also deep inside her anus, and almost all four fingers of my right hand were constantly digging and stimulating in her mouth. Her face had to turn to the right to cooperate with me, so that I could watch her swallow and exhale the taste of her own anus while I was fucking her two holes. "Your anus feels so good." "...Mmm...good...so comfortable..." "Do my fingers taste good?" "Delicious...oh...mmm..." "How come you're already someone's wife and you're still so easy to fuck?" "...Oh...I'm yours today...fuck me..." "I'm going to fuck your vagina until it's turned inside out. " "Faster...faster...I want...oh..." "Today I'm going to cum in your mouth." "...Mmm...okay...I want to eat..." "Eat what?" "...your semen...mmm..." I quickly turned her over, and when I pulled my penis out, perhaps it was too fast, and she cried out because she was too thirsty. I put the head of my penis above her lips, ready to properly feed this married woman. The pleasure she had just experienced still lingered, and she continued to moan. My sperm was surging! My left hand was manipulating my penis, while my right hand involuntarily gripped her neck, preparing to ejaculate my most potent fluid into her mouth. A slight spasm ran through me as I continued to ejaculate into her mouth and cheeks. Ah, so satisfying, I finally released. Her mouth wasn't closed; it remained open, letting the semen slowly flow into her oral cavity. I also put a finger in her mouth, gently swirling my semen around, even feeding her some of the semen from my cheeks. "Why are you so obedient?" "Because you make me feel so good." "Will you listen to me from now on?"

"Okay, I'll go along with whatever you say."

"Next time, let's do something different."

Although it was only our second meeting, we had amazing chemistry. Her cooperation was truly rare; she was experienced like an older sister, yet not as shy and innocent as a younger sister. I love married women so much !

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(Hotel)

Since our last meeting, the novelty hadn't worn off. My desire to conquer this delectable married woman was irresistible. After resting for a few days, we arranged to meet again.

Unlike the small hotel last time, this time we met at a more well-known hotel. So, I reminded her beforehand to dress more carefully, to make a stunning impression, and to get an immediate erection the moment I saw her. She chuckled shyly on the other end of the phone, but I could tell that her underwear was probably already overflowing with arousal fluid.

We agreed to meet in the lobby. While I was wondering why she hadn't appeared yet, I noticed two men whispering and looking in the same direction. I followed their gaze... Ah! I got hard!

She's here, and not only is she here, she's brought her amazing figure. It's not just those two men in the lobby who's watching her anymore; even the doorman is secretly peeking at her.

I never imagined a married woman who's had children could be so alluring. She wore light makeup, not as flashy as today's young babes. This time, she wore high-heeled black leather boots, clearly made of high-quality leather, gently wrapping around her beautiful calves. A tight black mini-skirt showed off her fair, rosy thighs, making one really want to spread her legs wide and let someone roughly insert their fingers into her vagina right there. I could imagine her, eyes glazed, being penetrated in public.

She wore a flowing silk scarf draped over her upper body, but the focus was on her top—a low-cut blue velvet top, the kind one would wear to a banquet. Her cleavage was pulled down low, making it clearly visible, and her purple lace bra was faintly visible on both sides. It must have been a push-up bra to hold her breasts in place so attractively, as if they were about to burst out.

I stood there admiring her for a moment, then calmly walked towards her without saying a word. I took her hand and led her directly to the stairs leading to the restaurant on the second floor, not towards the elevator. My purpose was simple: sharing the pleasure is better than keeping it to myself. I hoped that as she climbed each step, some lecherous eyes would be fixed on the view under her skirt. I was confident that seeing a glimpse of her flesh wouldn't be difficult.

Once on the second floor, I led her towards the guest room elevator. I could tell she was still a little nervous; her delicate hand gripped mine tightly, as if afraid I would suddenly slip away.

While waiting for the elevator, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I gently placed my hand on her waist, caressed it a couple of times, and then slid it down to her buttocks. Oh, through her short skirt, it felt so soft and bouncy. She could only blush and lower her head as I touched her. This married woman was so obedient.

The elevator arrived, and my hand didn't leave her buttocks. We went into the elevator and moved to the back, leaning against the wall. After the doors closed, I gently lifted her miniskirt with my fingers, and my middle finger slid down to her cleft. Damn, a thong!

Those who caught a glimpse under her skirt on the way up the stairs got lucky. I told her, "Baby, you're being good today, knowing I like thongs." My fingers were playing with her buttocks, pulling up the thin fabric, imagining her clitoris being constantly stimulated. Sometimes my middle finger would rub her anus.

"So eager?" she said.

"Little beauty, wait and see how I punish you," I replied.

My middle finger circled her anus, the folds of skin at the opening clearly visible. Suddenly, I pushed my finger inside, and she let out a soft moan of surprise.

"You're so naughty."

After she let out that moan, I pressed a few more times inside. I could feel half a finger inside, enveloped by her tight flesh. I looked at her; the moment I pushed in, her eyes were tightly closed, as if she were suffocating. Her knees felt weak and she could barely stand. Although it would take a long time to describe, it all happened in less than a minute. We reached our floor. Although I withdrew my hand, it never left her buttocks. I walked towards the room where I was about to "discipline" her.

The room was quite large, with a beautiful view of the high-rise buildings outside the large windows. There was a large bed, a large bathroom, a large bathtub, and a beautiful wife in my hands. What a wonderful day!

This time, unlike the previous two, I decided to take it slow. Let's start with a romantic bath and some foreplay. I asked her to help me undress. When she got to my underwear, she hesitated for a moment. I told her, "Be brave, don't be shy."

She knelt down in the bathroom and removed my underwear. She was startled because my penis popped out and almost hit her cheek. It had been engorged for a long time. She could only stare quietly at my glans. I gently lifted her chin with my palm and moved it towards my penis. Her innocent eyes looked at my penis. We got closer and closer until her small but full lips touched my glans. Only then did she open her mouth slightly to let my penis into her mouth.

Take it slow this time, no rush. I have plenty of time to enjoy this usually dignified wife. She slowly swallowed and released my penis, while I watched her receive my heat through the large mirror on the bathroom wall. Her cheeks puffed out and hollowed out, so beautiful.

I gently helped her stand up and commanded her, "Take it off for me, slowly. I want to see how slutty you were in front of other guys."

She blushed and started with her top, pulling the fabric down over her shoulders to reveal her purple lace bra. She deliberately tried to keep it from slipping down, feigning shyness as she tried to cover her breasts, which looked so tempting.

I told her, "If you keep teasing me, I'll take it off myself." She

had no choice but to let her top slide down to her waist, near her skirt. Her abdomen was truly beautiful, without the excess fat or stretch marks typical of pregnant women; it was quite smooth. She then began to unhook the back of her bra. Once the bra hit the floor, her breasts bounced out. Although not as firm as a young woman's—after all, they had been breastfed—they sagged slightly, but not excessively; their shape was still beautiful. Anyone who saw them would want to pinch them. Her nipples were like small grapes, making one want to bite them and squeeze out their juice.

She removed her top and skirt together, leaving only her black thong. Because her pubic hair was sparse and thin to begin with, it looked very neat and clean.

"Turn around and face away from me," I instructed her.

"What do you want to do?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

After she turned around, I took a big step behind her, my naked body pressed against her back. I'm sure I was pressing against her. I grabbed her neck with one hand, making her head tilt back, while the other hand roughly kneaded her breasts. I deformed her breasts again. I pinched her nipples with my fingers, rubbing them from side to side, sometimes pulling them outwards and tugging at her entire breast. This other man's wife could only close her eyes and keep taking deep breaths in my ear.

It was so satisfying to squeeze her. I pressed her back forward, and she used the edge of the bathtub for support. I ordered her to open her legs wider so I could see her private parts. I squatted down and used both hands to turn her labia outward. She was already very wet, and I could see the glistening flesh inside. I couldn't resist gently patting her opening twice. She shuddered sensitively. It felt so good. I added a little more force and patted her labia a few more times. I could see her anus contract slightly.

Since we were already naked and the delicious food was in front of us, I didn't care whether she was ready or not. I spread her legs and thrust my erect penis all the way in. She hummed softly in response.

I started thrusting into her vagina forcefully, each time harder than the last, holding her waist, determined not to give this married woman a chance to catch her breath. With each thrust, I could see my penis carrying a large amount of her vaginal fluid and white, viscous liquid.

"Damn, you're really good to fuck."

"...Mmm...so good..."

"Do you like being fucked by me?"

"...Yes...oh oh oh..."

"Have you ever been fucked in the bathroom before?"

"Mmm...yes...mmm..."

"Who?"

"...My ex-boyfriend..."

"Did he ejaculate inside?"

"...No...ah, you can't ejaculate inside!"

"Don't worry, I won't, although I really want to."

While chatting with her, my hands were already busy, cleverly wiping her overflowing vaginal fluid near her anus, which would be the best lubricant.

I started pulling my penis out every now and then, rubbing it between her clitoris and anus. When I inserted it into her vagina again, my thumb was already hovering at the entrance of her anus. Using the force of the thrusts, I inserted my finger piece by piece into her anus. Since the last time I "trained" her, she should have been mentally prepared, and she cooperated by constantly twisting her hips, allowing me to penetrate deeper and deeper. In the blink of an eye, my entire thumb was inside.

She started moaning louder, regardless of whether the neighbors could hear her, revealing the wanton side of a married woman.

I pulled my penis out instantly, and she cried out, turning her head to look at me with half-closed eyes.

"I'm going to fuck your ass."

"No, it will hurt," she said, biting her lower lip.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll be slow."

"Be gentle..." she pleaded.

"But I want you to look at me, I want to look at your beautiful face."

She looked at me obediently, but

she was also very nervous, often glancing at her buttocks. I held my purplish-red, veiny penis with one hand, and with the other hand, I tried to open her anus, pressing the glans tightly against her little chrysanthemum entrance. The only barrier between us was the glans covered in her love juice.

"Look at me," I told her.

She frowned tightly, but I was already slowly entering that narrow hole. I was completely driven by lust, not caring if it hurt her, and kept pushing forward slowly. As her anus was continuously stretched open, my glans penetrated deeper and deeper.

I looked at her; she could barely make a sound. She seemed to have lost her will, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her eyes half-closed, her eyeballs rolled upwards, and a look of pain on her face.

"Pain" was the only word she could utter.

Of course, I didn't care what she was saying; my responsibility was to force it in. A minute ago, the hole was tightly closed, but now I had stretched it several centimeters wide. I couldn't believe I had already inserted half of my penis. I began to slowly pull it in, and she started screaming and panting louder than before.

It was so tight. This child's mother had lost her virginity to me; her husband would never imagine that his wife's anus was being penetrated by a stranger, and that his wife was being so obediently subdued.

I thrust faster and faster, and her cries of pain gradually turned into moans of pleasure. The flesh of her anus was constantly being turned inside out with my penis, the pink flesh so sexy.

I suddenly pulled out of her anus, and she screamed, turning her head to look at me. But at that moment, I was intently watching her anus. Because I pulled out so quickly, her anus hadn't had time to close, leaving a rather large black hole—how lewd!

I couldn't resist kissing her anus, but then I immediately thrust back in. She seemed to be getting used to it; she let out a muffled groan, and this time I didn't intend to come out.

I kept fucking her asshole, one hand on her waist, squeezing her flesh tightly, the other hand gently pulling her hair, giving me a feeling of complete control.

"Do you like me fucking your asshole?"

"Mmm...yes..."

"Do you want me to fuck you every time from now on?"

"Okay...oh..." "

Aren't you my slut?"

"…………Mmm..."

"Aren't you?" I pulled her hair.

"...Yes..."

"Your asshole is mine, only I can do it."

"...Oh...fuck me..."

I used all my strength to keep ramming into her buttocks. Her anus was already turned inside out, red and swollen. I could feel that I was about to come. I raised the hand that was holding her hair and slapped it hard on her buttocks. This sudden action made her moan. The shape of my palm was already very obvious on her buttocks. After slapping it twice more, I couldn't take it anymore. My semen shot directly into her anus. I pushed forward with all my might. My penis was completely inside the hole. Only my pubic hair and her fair buttocks could be seen.

I stayed inside for less than a minute. When I pulled out, a white liquid slowly flowed out—a truly astonishing sight. She was already exhausted, slumped over the edge of the bathtub. It was tough on her; it was her first time being penetrated anally, and in such a violent way. Exhaustion was inevitable.

"Come here, help me clean up."

"...Mmm..."

She turned around, her cute face showing a dazed expression, like a submissive bitch, now completely at my mercy.

I grabbed the back of her head and pressed her down in front of my penis.

"Good wife, help me clean up."

This slut is really obedient. She started swallowing and spitting out my penis again. The semen, vaginal fluid, and filthy fluid from her anus that were originally on my penis are now in her mouth and on her lips. I even deliberately smeared some of the fluid on her cheeks. Where can you find a bitch like this?!

She dutifully swallowed everything from my testicles to the glans. She didn't spit out the fluid in her mouth, meaning she swallowed it along with her own saliva until my penis was clean. Only then did she separate from my penis.

"Open your mouth," I commanded.

"Ah..." she obediently opened her mouth.

Sticky fluid still lingered on her tongue. "You 're

so beautiful!"

===

...

Since I deflowered her last time, her husband went back to Taiwan for a while, so we could only fantasize about it occasionally over the phone. During this time, her body still belonged to her husband. Although he didn't know that her anus could be forcibly penetrated, because of her high libido, her vagina was almost always filled with thick semen.

Finally, it was time for another business trip, and she was coming back to me.

This time, we met at a hot spring in Beitou. Since there was no one at home to take care of the children at night, we could only make the most of the daytime to be intimate.

On the phone, she mentioned that she was "so itchy" today, but I told her I could help her relieve the itch, but it would depend entirely on her performance. She shyly giggled.

To be honest, my sex drive isn't that strong during the day, but after picking her up, he completely aroused me.

Unlike her previous fresh and refined look, this time she wore heavy smoky makeup, clearly highlighting her bright eyes. She had her hair up, showing off her long, white neck, with strands of hair falling from her temples, swaying gently with the movement of her head—truly beautiful.

She wore a tight white shirt, clearly wearing a push-up bra that lifted her soft, supple breasts, and a black skirt that didn't go past her knees. So she was going for a sultry office lady look!

After she got in the car, I immediately grabbed the back of her neck and thrust my tongue into her mouth, making love to her passionately. Being on the roadside, she was still somewhat reserved, not daring to move her hands, letting me smear my saliva

all over her sexy lips. Of course, we headed straight for our destination. On the way, I sometimes got the urge to grab her breasts, rubbing them a few times whenever I felt like it. The feel through her cotton shirt was unique, and a few times I think the motorcyclists caught me, making her too ashamed to even look up. We

arrived, and finally, we could officially begin.

The room door was smaller than I had imagined, but it didn't matter; we weren't staying overnight anyway. I put down the key, and she awkwardly entered the room, knowing she would unconditionally offer her naked body to me, because every inch of her skin had already been touched by me.

I took off my tie and said to her, "Let's try something new today. Have you ever been blindfolded before?"

"No...no, but I can't see like this."

"Yeah, but you'll probably find it more exciting because you won't know who you're doing it with."

(I really hope I can call someone in halfway through to switch hands and have a 3P, so we can all enjoy this hot mom together. I think a lot of people would want to sign up, haha.)

I blindfolded her, making sure it was tied tightly so it wouldn't fall off.

I took her left hand, which was wearing a wedding ring, and led her to the window. I sat on the armchair between the window and her. I glanced outside to make sure no one was there (because our room faced the artificial garden in the courtyard, where no one usually walked around). Even though no one would be outside, it was still very exciting.

I told her I wanted to see this hot and slutty office lady take off her clothes. I wondered if she was this obedient at home. She started unbuttoning the top of her shirt one button at a time. After the fourth button was off, I could see her entire bra. Her breasts were securely covered by the remaining fabric. I ordered her not to unbutton the bottom. She

continued to remove her skirt. Her movements were extremely graceful. When she bent over and pulled down her skirt, her breasts looked like they were about to fall out. If someone were looking in from outside at this moment, they would see a hot girl with long, slender legs and huge breasts, wearing a blindfold, slowly exposing her body to a man.

I had her spread her legs slightly so I could take off her panties myself. As I slowly pulled them down, the scene I saw was extremely lewd. Her panties were already soaked, with a glistening liquid clinging to her labia. Although she didn't say anything, it was clear she was ready for me to enjoy her.

I took off my pants, placed my hands on her waist, and turned her around. With her back to me and only wearing a shirt, she understood what was about to happen. I slowly pressed her buttocks down, and with a "plop," I entered this hot mom's vagina.

"Twist yourself" was my only instruction, and she really knew how to twist, as if she were very experienced, with a great rhythm. However, perhaps because her husband had been fucking her these past few days, her vagina didn't feel as tight as last time.

"Have you been getting fucked by your husband a lot lately? It's looser now," I asked as I fucked her.

"Yeah... he wants it every day, and I always give in to him."

"Damn, today it's your turn to give in to me."

"Oh... um..."

Continuing to thrust, I lifted her buttocks slightly with my left hand, my penis still hard and breathing inside, and I slowly inserted my right middle finger into her vagina.

"Oh... I can't fit it in like this!"

"I'm going to put it in."

I got up and pressed her against the edge of the bed so that my fingers could have more space inside. With a dildo and a finger, her vagina was completely stretched open. I wanted to bring back the feeling she had when she gave birth.

Gradually, she stopped crying out in pain. I decided to put my index finger in as well. Damn, her vagina slowly swallowed my second finger as well.

Although she didn't cry out in pain, she kept spreading her buttocks apart with her hands to endure this unbearable humiliation.

It was full. I shouldn't even think about a third finger. After thoroughly violating her vagina for several minutes, I pulled out my fingers and dildo. Her labia were still open, creating a vacuum inside. This was the first time I had observed the structure inside a woman's vagina up close. It was so pink and sexy.

I turned her around. Her eyes were extremely unfocused, as if she had just climaxed. I held my penis, wet with her juices, grabbed her chin, and inserted it.

She closed her eyes, silently accepting my penis. The speed was entirely under my control; I could go as fast or as deep as I wanted, occasionally patting her cheek, feeling the volume of my penis in her mouth.

At the same time, I removed her top and bra, loosened her tie, and tied her wrists. She seemed to have become my prostitute—no, less than a prostitute, she was my sexual toy.

Her oral skills were truly professional, making me want to give up several times.

But I held on, laid her flat, and entered her again.

This time I only put in one finger, and she was clearly enjoying it more and more.

"So deep!...Oh..."

"Do you want me to fuck you every day?"

"Mmm...Yes..."

"I want to cum inside you.

" "No, no!" she exclaimed in shock.

I continued to thrust wildly.

"Then I want to cum in your ass."

"Mmm...Oh..."

I didn't care whether she agreed or not, I pulled my penis out directly and slowly pushed it into her anus.

"Mmm..."

Maybe because I had succeeded last time, it felt much easier to go in this time, but it was still very tight.

"Your anus is so tight."

"Mmm...So good...Fuck me," she seemed to be breathing heavily from time to time, and it seemed to still hurt.

I pushed my penis in forcefully, from head to toe, watching the whole thing disappear into her anus.

I pushed forward a few more times with all my might.

"Ah... damn..." I squeezed her breasts and sent my semen into her rectum.

"Oh..." She was speechless, completely exhausted and lying on the bed.

The sheets beneath her were already soaked, and yellowish semen was flowing from her anus.

As usual, I pinched her cheeks and put my penis into her mouth.

"Hey, lick it clean for me."

She gently and tenderly cared for my penis, and of course, she swallowed the liquid that came out.

"You really are my good wife ! "

===

... After reading so many stories about married women, I believe you've all gradually developed feelings for her. Just treat her like your fish and enjoy it. Here, I'll share three of them with you. Since I wasn't directly involved, I can't describe many details. I can only try to recreate the scene based on the woman's narration, leaving the rest to your imagination. Also, if any stories are similar to actual events, please PM me so I can know the real scene^^ 1. When she was young... It's said that when she was about to graduate from school, she had a boyfriend. I heard he was quite tall and handsome. This married woman was really infatuated with him and was very obedient to him. Although she didn't lose her virginity to him, she certainly gave it to him many times. Her figure back then was definitely more attractive than it is now, with a firm bust and shapely hips, radiating youthful energy. Since her boyfriend shared an apartment with a friend, she was almost always there, often spending the night with him. It's easy to be impulsive when you're young; guys can do "that" anytime, anywhere, and young girls shouldn't be underestimated either. She told me she once let her boyfriend have sex with her seven times in one night, and by the next morning, she didn't feel tired, only satisfied with being fucked. Sometimes, when her boyfriend's male friends were home, they would still do it behind closed doors without hesitation. Because it was an old house with wooden partitions, their moans, slapping sounds, and panting could all be heard clearly from outside. Sometimes, her boyfriend would pin her against the door and thrust into her repeatedly, and she would scream without restraint, letting the guy outside hear the sounds of her being violated. One night, after they had sex, she realized the door wasn't fully closed; she wasn't sure if she hadn't closed it properly or if someone had opened it. The advantage of being young is that you're fearless. If she was actually spied on, so be it; she could just be more careful next time. What a bargain for her roommates! Apparently, after breaking up with her boyfriend, one of her roommates pursued her intensely, and they actually dated for a while. If I were her roommate, I'd also want to try this hot girl, eat her up, and then throw her away. Not long after, her ex-boyfriend came back to her, but in my personal opinion, it was just revenge; he slept with her a few more times and then dumped her. 2. The trip… This happened after she had entered the workforce. A colleague invited her to travel to Yilan with her colleague's boyfriend and friends. She had met this guy once before, and her colleague had been trying to set them up. However, the guy wasn't very good-looking and was a bit chubby, not her type at all, even though he drove a BMW or Mercedes-Benz. She thought that since they were staying in the same room, there wouldn't be any problems. Unexpectedly, her colleague said at the last minute that she had something to do and couldn't go. She was annoyed and went with the BMW/Mercedes-Benz guy out of spite. I guess it was all pre-planned. Although she didn't like him, she still kept up the good fun, chatting and laughing throughout the long drive. Even so, the chubby guy must have been enjoying himself immensely, his eyes feasting on the viewer's eyes. This hot woman's usual style was short shorts that practically exposed her buttocks, paired with a tight-fitting t-shirt. After a few drinks that evening, they seemed to feel like they were already very close friends (or even sex partners?). After showering, they played cards, drank, and joked around in bed. Then, the chubby guy, driven by lust, pounced on the woman, grabbing her breasts and licking her mouth with his smoky tongue (a smell she couldn't tolerate at the time). She thought: Since things have come to this point, I've already been kissed and touched, so I might as well let this fat chubby guy have his way with me. What she didn't expect was that the "double-B" man was quite rough, grabbing her head and ordering her to suck it. Because she was a rather docile person, she had no choice but to do as he instructed. The "double -B" man had prepared a condom (see, he came prepared). She was pressed down and couldn't breathe, so she could only keep moaning, hoping that the time spent being fucked wouldn't be too long. Although that's what she said, this married woman told me that she eventually had an orgasm, which shows that she enjoyed the situation. After that, the "double-B" man still slept with her a few more times until he lost contact with her. Free fish, line. Young body... I remember when we first got together, she said she had never slept with someone as young as me? She meant the age difference, but she had indeed slept with people younger than her. When she was 26, a 19-year-old boy slept with her. They met at a dance hall; she was a typical hot office lady, and he was an art student who had returned from abroad. They met because of a mutual friend's party. People abroad are more direct, you know. On the dance floor, seeing this office lady constantly swaying her body, twisting her hips and swaying her chest, this musician guy went up to her and said he was staying at a five-star hotel and invited her to go home and spend the night together. Of course, she refused on the spot when faced with a stranger; she wasn't that desperate. However, after a night of conversation and companionship, she seemed to slowly accept this young man she wasn't very familiar with, occasionally letting him hold her hand, touch her shoulder, or put his arm around her waist. They didn't go home together that night. Two days later, the guy called her again to continue inviting her out. The artist finally said he was going back to the US in a day and asked if she wanted to come to his hotel. According to her, she was infatuated with the artist's intense admiration, and the musician's sweet words had made her feel like she was on cloud nine. She went to his five-star hotel. When they ran out of things to talk about while sitting on the bed, the artist made his move, but the hot mom, afraid of getting dirty, suggested she take a shower first. While showering, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and the artist said, "Let me take a look at your nice body before I leave." Since she was about to be fucked, she half-heartedly allowed him to ogle her naked body. This was the first time she had been seen naked by a man before even kissing or touching him; not a single part of her body was spared. He stood at the door and watched her finish showering. Next, their bodies became intertwined, inseparable. It's worth mentioning that the man hadn't prepared a condom, so the woman kept reminding him not to ejaculate inside. Youth has one advantage: stamina. She said the artist lasted a long time, at least 45 minutes, changing positions many times, including having sex with her in front of the window. Her genitals were starting to feel numb. She said this was the first time she felt like a prostitute, having a young client constantly entering and exiting her.

Even so, she was still very satisfied with this young, slightly muscular body, something she later boasted about to her other girlfriends.

At the end, having been warned not to ejaculate inside, the artist brought his penis to her cheek and ejaculated, this was the first time she had ever had sex, including facial ejaculation and having it in her mouth.

Because it was her first time, she was so nervous and didn't know what to do, it took her a long time to realize what was happening and ask for tissues .

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... Because from her words and actions, it was clear she thoroughly enjoyed my company. If it reached the point where she couldn't extricate herself, becoming clingy and unable to break free, it would be troublesome. So I tentatively asked her, "Will our relationship cause problems in your marriage?" Her answer pleased me greatly. "My family comes first, but I'm an adult too. I want to pursue some pleasure in life, something lacking in my current marriage, even if it's temporary, I think it's worth it." Haha, she's been so blunt. Well, I'll continue to torment you then. Of course, making her happy is my primary goal; only then will she let go of all worldly taboos and allow me to become the most sexually satisfied little wolf. We didn't actually meet that many times because she had her family to take care of, and I had to work and have other "social" commitments. Our meetings also had to be scheduled to coincide with her husband's business trips, so whenever we did meet, we enjoyed it to the fullest. There was only one time when we met during her husband's work hours, on a day when he wasn't traveling. Her husband thought she was going to get a facial or body treatment, but she wasn't lying to him. She was indeed going for a facial and body treatment, only the service provider was me instead. That day, I happened to be out on business when she called to say she missed me and wanted to meet up. Of course, I readily agreed to pick her up at the agreed-upon location. Perhaps to avoid suspicion, she wasn't dressed up in any special way. She had her hair tied in a ponytail and was only wearing a tight-fitting brown ripped leggings, denim shorts, high-heeled shoes, and a white tight-fitting short-sleeved top. She seemed very low-key, but you could still see her shapely legs and bust. After getting in the car, we set off to the mountains to enjoy the breeze and scenery. We chatted and laughed along the way, and she kept reminding me that we could only be out for three hours because her husband would be off work on time that day. Later, we talked about how her husband had taken advantage of her before leaving home that morning. Because she didn't want to wake the children, she quietly let him ejaculate inside her. She felt unsatisfied despite being aroused, which is why she boldly asked to meet me while her husband was at work. Knowing her feelings, I didn't wait any longer and parked the car on a secluded mountain road. I reclined her chair and pulled down her skirt, leaving her in only her ripped underwear and short-sleeved shirt. She shyly crossed her legs and nervously said, "People might walk by here!" " There are few people around here, and only one car passes by every now and then. The cars have tinted windows, so don't be afraid!" "But..." While she hesitated, I used my left hand to spread her thighs apart, her beautiful legs in high heels spread wide, and she gripped the sides of the seat. "Did your husband ejaculate inside you today?" "Yes." "I don't believe it." "It's true." " I want to check!" "What?" "Take it off, I want to see if it's true." "Why do you want to check this kind of thing?" I ignored her protests and started pulling down her underwear and panties. She was obedient enough to lift her buttocks slightly to make it easier for me to take them off. I dragged them down to her ankles, but didn't remove them completely. "Looks like you really weren't lying to me." "I was." "Your panties are a little yellowish, looks like there's some residue from this morning." I looked at her opening; her labia did look a little swollen, like they'd been used, with some fluid still inside, but I couldn't tell if it was from this morning or from seeing me and getting excited. Since I was going to examine her, I wanted to do it properly. I placed my left middle finger directly on her labia, rubbed it counter-clockwise a few times, and then pushed it inside. Damn, it was definitely looser than usual. She wasn't lying. Since it was already inside, I didn't want to pull my finger out. I frantically dug inside, trying to scoop out the fluid from her man from this morning. She began to moan softly at the same time, a truly beautiful sound, the kind of sound usually only her husband could hear at home, yet she was willing to sing it to me in my ear. Suddenly, we heard a motorcycle approaching in the distance, and she tensed up, trying to get up. "Don't move, the more you move, the more attention you'll attract," I said. She obediently remained still, and as the motorcycle passed, I thrust harder and harder. She dared not make a sound, only exhaling forcefully. Just as she was about to convulse, the motorcyclist passed by. I withdrew my finger, waving it in front of her eyes, still wet with her love juice. "I scooped out the rest of your husband's semen." "How disgusting!" "It's not like I haven't tasted his semen before." "That was a long time ago." "I'll feed you again, open your mouth." "No!" Without thinking twice, I smeared my finger on her lipstick-covered lips, making them glisten and incredibly sexy. After she flinched, I inserted my entire finger into her mouth and teased it. I'm sure her tongue tasted the complex flavor. To intensify her sensations, I gently pinched her nose with my right hand, forcing her mouth to open and close. "Your mouth is mine, and your body is mine too." "Mmm," she couldn't speak anymore, her thighs rubbing together. I'm sure her genitals were overflowing again. I figured since she came out here to find solace and satisfy what she couldn't get this morning, I had to serve her properly. I pulled my fingers out, ready to attack her genitals. I placed my palm on her slightly protruding vulva, intending to go straight for the hard thing. I rubbed three fingers at the entrance a few times before slowly pushing them in. Because the entrance was already wet, although I could feel the narrowness of her vagina, my three fingers still went in smoothly. She frowned and struggled to accept my three fingers. I changed from gentle and slow to continuous and powerful thrusting. Her moans grew louder and louder. She grabbed my wrist with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other. "Lifting up her clothes and squeezing her own breasts" —what a beautiful sight! I added my little finger as well, making it four fingers in total. She went wild. I could now spread my fingers slightly inside, and the splashing sound sometimes even drowned out her moans. I would also occasionally take my hand out and put it in her mouth, letting her suck on it, stroking her cheeks, leaving her face covered in her own fluids—so dirty, so lewd. After a few moments, I felt her waist gradually rise, and her moans became faster and faster. Under the lewd power of my four fingers, she achieved an orgasm she couldn't get at home. Her whole body trembled continuously, her buttocks raised and lingering, while my fingers were constantly being contracted by the muscles inside her vagina. Her expression of ecstasy was truly unforgettable.

"That felt so good, you were amazing," she said, taking a full two minutes to open her eyes with satisfaction.

"It's my turn to help you, I'll make you go to heaven too."

"Okay," I replied, already looking forward to it.

She unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started sucking and swallowing it without using her hands.

Perhaps because she had just orgasmed and was so excited, she was giving me a particularly vigorous blowjob today, not only licking my testicles very clean but also swallowing my penis all the way down her throat, with only some pubic hair visible rubbing against her face.

I held her ponytail with one hand and pinched her throat with the other, feeling her throat being continuously dilated by the foreign object.

Soon, my penis was covered in her saliva, and I realized I was coming.

My left hand was still gripping her ponytail, while my right hand moved to her breasts. My right hand kept pulling her nipples down, while my left hand pressed her head down in coordination. I released my pent-up desire from the past few days into her mouth and throat.

She opened her hazy eyes, startled, because I hadn't given her any warning. But her mouth didn't leave; even after I ejaculated, I still thrust forcefully into her mouth a few more times—the hot, wet feeling was wonderful.

To my surprise, after I calmed down, she lifted her face, her mouth open, revealing only a thin stream of semen inside.

"You swallowed it?"

"Mmm... Does it feel good?

" "That's great! Why didn't you spit it out?"

"Well... since it's already in my throat, it's faster to swallow it without having to go through my tongue.

" "You're such a good girl!"

"This is the first time I've ever swallowed it."

"You're so good to me."

"Yeah, you only realized that now, was it good?

" "It was great!"

"Is there any water for me to rinse my mouth?"

"I don't have any, and I just ran out of toilet paper."

"What should we do?"

"Let's just go back like this, isn't it nice to have my scent? You're most beautiful like this!"

"You're so naughty."

Actually, there were tissues in the back of the car, but I wanted her husband to be able to see and smell evidence of her promiscuity when she got home.

When I let her out of the car, perhaps because four fingers were inside at the same time, she seemed to walk with a less than smooth gait, slowly and awkwardly.

When we parted, I paid special attention to her face; her beautiful face had some translucent, dried marks, and when I kissed her goodbye, I could smell the metallic taste in her breath. I figured she would probably go to the bathroom to wash up when she got home.

===

...

When she was 18, she had a crush on a senior who was a year ahead of her. According to her account, he wasn't exactly a saint; she'd heard he was a troublemaker both on and off campus, quite a figure of some kind. But young girls often have this kind of idol worship, and she was deeply infatuated with him.

Back then, she was an innocent girl, never having been kissed or even held hands with anyone—definitely not the promiscuous woman she is now. Because she was precocious, her figure was actually quite good.

She often fantasized about holding hands with him, taking walks, going on trips together, and so on. But unexpectedly, before any of those things could happen, her virginity was brutally taken by her senior.

In school, she often hung out with a group of female classmates who were always with the senior students, just to get closer to him. However, she didn't talk to him much; in her mind, he was only aware of her existence.

On the eve of summer vacation, she happened to run into the senior student outside the school on her way home. Perhaps he was free, because he struck up a conversation with her. She was overjoyed, but also shy and nervous. She couldn't really hear what he was saying anymore; she just kept nodding and smiling. So when he suggested going to see an MTV (a popular place when she was young), she naturally smiled and nodded, staying close to him. Although she had never been to an MTV before, she was already out of control, hypnotized by the senior student's laughter.

She couldn't remember what movie her senior chose when they arrived at the MTV, because all she could see was this incredibly charming senior. However, she was genuinely taken aback when they entered the room.

The room was dimly lit, and besides a large TV, a toilet, and a sofa, there was a large bed. She couldn't understand why a large bed was needed to watch a movie, but she followed her senior in anyway, not caring much about the strange looks from the male waiters.

She thought that being able to share a room with her senior was something she had dreamed of all year. At first, her senior was quite well-behaved, sitting quietly on the sofa watching the movie, occasionally chatting and joking with her. She told herself she must remember this wonderful day; and indeed, she would never forget it.

Because what happened next surprised and delighted her. The senior student leaned close to her, took her hand, and whispered, "Actually, I've noticed you for a long time (I think this is what people say when they're driven by lust)."

He played with her delicate hand, then uttered sweet words that made the junior feel light and comfortable.

The senior student moved closer and closer, resting his head on her shoulder and kissing her ear and cheek. Then, she gave him her first kiss. Because she had no experience, she let the senior student do as he pleased until his hands restlessly touched her firm breasts, at which point she became aware of his intentions.

Faced with the person she admired, this naive and wanton woman was powerless to refuse. Her hands seemed paralyzed, and her body was completely at the senior student's mercy. The senior student first groped her entire body through her clothes, rubbing and pinching as he pleased. Her body, which she had never let anyone touch before, was being caressed by a complete stranger. She

doesn't know when, but her hands were lifted, and the senior student began to remove her top. It was the first time a boy had ripped open her clothes, and her instinctive reaction was to cover her breasts. But the senior student was experienced; he pushed her hands away and pulled down her bra, revealing her breasts. He

kissed and pinched them. My wife told me that her nervousness far outweighed her excitement. Before she could even see what was happening, the senior student had already taken out his penis and placed it in front of her mouth.

The adulterous wife said she was really shocked at the time. She didn't expect a man's penis to be so big. But she didn't get to admire it for long because her senior had already put his penis in her mouth. Since it was her first time taking a man's penis, she didn't know how to proceed, so she could only let her senior do it in her mouth. She only felt a fishy smell, and the penis kept swelling in her mouth, making her gag frequently.

After giving her senior oral sex, the married woman was placed on the bed. Only then did she realize why there was a bed in the room. Of course, the room with a bed was something her senior had requested from the front desk beforehand.

She was spread out on the bed like a doll, too afraid to move. She remembered that her senior didn't take long; he quickly straddled her, put on a condom, spread her vulva with his hands, and thrust his penis into her vagina, ignoring her feelings. The married woman was in excruciating pain and had no mind to consider or enjoy this first sexual experience.

She only felt that time was passing very slowly, a stranger was thrusting a hot, huge foreign object into her body, her breasts were being squeezed by a pair of large hands, and her senior's tongue was constantly swallowing and spitting out of her mouth.

Because of the intense pain, she cried out loud, which attracted the sound of a waiter knocking on the door. Luckily, her senior had already placed a chair in front of the door, so this erotic scene wasn't seen by anyone else.

She didn't know when her senior ejaculated; she only felt that his movements stopped after a violent thrust. It all felt like a dream, and she had given her virginity to her senior.

When her senior saw the bloodstains on the sheets, he said, "Huh, you're a virgin? Why didn't you say so beforehand? I thought you already had experience."

Her senior had sex with her several more times after that. In her mind at the time, her task was to make her senior feel good, to let him do as he pleased, and to completely cooperate. As summer vacation ended and the senior transferred schools, they gradually drifted apart and lost contact.

From then on, this slut embarked on her promiscuous life, and it was only thanks to the senior's guidance that she became so submissive and obedient to men afterward. One can only say that meeting her at any point in her adult life was incredibly lucky, both sexually and in terms of luck!

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That night, I went to a nightclub with friends, hoping to find some other "hunts." Unexpectedly, my wife, upon hearing we were going out, immediately insisted on coming along. She quickly arranged for the children to be settled, and her husband was already away on a business trip. My hunting plans were obviously ruined, but having her around wasn't bad either.

These friends were from my circle; she hadn't met any of them, but our group knew her story inside and out and was very excited about her joining us. Of course, we couldn't meet at her usual nightclubs to avoid running into acquaintances.

The children were settled at her mother's house, and we agreed to meet at the club entrance at 10 pm. She was dressed relatively conservatively that day, perhaps because she was leaving her mother's house and couldn't dress too provocatively, but she still exuded a mature woman's sexiness.

She was wearing a red suit, short-sleeved, with a deep V-neck, and the hem reaching mid-thigh, paired with white sequined high heels. I watched her get out of the taxi; several young men queuing outside the nightclub were staring at her, her long, beautiful legs in high heels truly alluring.

I gently took her hand and led her to our private room. Perhaps because we rarely appeared together in public, and she was about to meet my gang of friends for the first time, she seemed particularly shy and uncomfortable today, gripping my arm tightly. Fortunately, the nightclub lights weren't too bright to begin with, and once inside, her hand relaxed, becoming less tense.

When she entered the private room, all my friends stared at her intently. Later, they told me that because they already knew about her exploits, the familiar feeling they had when they saw her was really special—it felt like they'd all been with her but hadn't actually touched her. She greeted everyone, and although there were two other girls in our group, all the attention was on her.

My friends kept winking at me, as if praising my taste and her beauty. Because we were the last to go in, I had to sit on the far end, with her sandwiched between me and my friends. My friend was really enjoying himself; the room was small and crowded, and her thighs were constantly being rubbed against him. He had completely forgotten about his female companion.

Her easygoing personality quickly made her one of everyone's friends, and soon she was laughing and playing games with them. My friends were very respectful, calling her "sister-in-law" and constantly toasting her; it seemed my friend had a plan to get her drunk.

While she was chatting with my friend, I wasn't idle either; my hands roamed over her hips, waist, and thighs, making the others feel uncomfortable, a mixture of envy and jealousy. Her cleavage, visible through her deep V-neck, was also clearly visible as she poured drinks for others. After a few rounds, she turned to me and whispered that she couldn't drink anymore, grabbing me and insisting we go dancing to sober up, swaying as we walked out.

I winked at my friends, signaling if they wanted to come dance with us. A few of them leered and followed us out.

Like the first chapter of a married woman's story, I didn't hold back while dancing. Swaying to the music, my hands kept kneading her body. She must have drunk quite a bit, as she was rather tipsy. So even though I was humiliating her like this in front of everyone, she didn't care at all, only focusing on enjoying the slightly drunk and noisy atmosphere with her eyes closed.

We swayed face to face, our bodies pressed together. Her breasts, which were originally for breastfeeding a child, were now pressed against my chest, squeezing against me. My hands were also pinching her buttocks, making my hard little brother sway against her abdomen.

My friend, watching from the side, was dumbfounded and burning with lust. He gave me a wink and then ran behind the slut, gesturing for me to remove my hands. Apparently, he was planning this—a risky move, but seeing so many people crowded the dance floor, I let go.

My friend then placed his hands on the married woman's buttocks!

This was something I hadn't expected at first, to humiliate this good wife and mother in this way.

She didn't seem to realize my hands had been replaced, still enjoying the stimulation of the music. My friend lightly pinched her buttocks, looking like he was about to ejaculate; it seemed he was really getting off easy.

Finally back in the private room, we ate and drank to replenish our energy. My friend had obviously told the other guys about his experience, and every single one of them was staring at the slut with envy. They started inviting her to play games and drink again.

Another friend came up to me and whispered, "Should we get her drunk and take her with us?"

I shook my head. I admit I can get a little wild sometimes. Letting others take advantage of me is one thing, but having sex with her while she's drunk is another. Unless I get her permission, I wouldn't be that immoral.

She turned to me and said, "I need to use the restroom. Come with me." "

As her protector, it was my duty, of course. But at the same time, I remembered someone suggesting on a forum that married women should go out without bras. At the restroom door, I quickly told her, 'Take off your bra and panties and give them to me.'

'No way!'

'I want to see what color you're wearing today!'

'There are too many people,' she said, turning and going into the restroom.

Damn it, my plan failed, so I had to wait for her outside.

When she came out, I looked at her breasts very carefully. Her bra was still on, so I had to take her hand and walk through the crowd towards the private room.

Suddenly, I felt something soft in my hand. I picked it up and saw it was a dark-colored, semi-transparent cotton panty."

She actually did as I said and handed me her underwear. I immediately took her to a corner, her back against the wall, and whispered in her ear, "You're my good wife!"

I quickly pulled up her skirt from behind and ran my fingers over her private parts. Sure enough, it was wet. Because there were too many people, we couldn't linger. I took her hand with my wet fingers and led her back to the private room.

I didn't tell my friends she wasn't wearing anything, because even if they wanted to see, they couldn't see anything in the dim light.

Back in the room, my friends still tried to get her drunk, but she knew better and refused many drinks. They couldn't let these lecherous men succeed further and could only feast their eyes.

It was past 1 a.m., time for the next round. My friends saw us off with envious looks, and we took a taxi directly to M. However, when we arrived, she seemed to be about to fall asleep; after all, she had drunk quite a bit, and she collapsed onto the bed.

I, who thought the real show was about to begin, was suddenly at a loss. Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, I thought, how could I not put out the fire tonight? So I began my assault, pulling up her red dress without a word until her beautiful breasts were exposed. I ripped off her bra, and my mouth set its sights on those pink nipples, sucking hard.

My hands were also busy, caressing her entrance, occasionally probing inside. Whether it was due to the alcohol or exhaustion, she didn't seem to react much to my actions. Of course, there were still some moans, but they were softer than usual. She lay there listlessly, letting me do as I pleased.

Then I had a new idea. Since she was less conscious today, I might as well enjoy her body to the fullest and humiliate this married woman even more.

The first thing I did was leave hickeys on her breasts. I was completely high at the time and didn't consider whether her husband would catch me later. I started sucking hard on her left nipple, then gently biting it a few times until she reacted in pain. Sure enough, a deep red hickey had been left, an indelible mark of my infidelity. Luckily, her husband wouldn't be back for a few more days.

I grabbed her cheeks and started kissing her. With my breath reeking of alcohol, I'm sure even if it were my friend kissing her now, she wouldn't be able to tell who it was. Although she was drunk, her tongue was still very cooperative. I stirred it around in her mouth, and she swallowed my saliva, making some lewd panting sounds.

My right hand was already inside her, three fingers inserted into her vagina, going deeper and deeper with each thrust. Her juices flowed like a stream, soaking the sheets.

It was her turn to serve. I managed to lift her up, letting her lie down slightly. My pants were already off. I grabbed her hair with one hand and used the other to shove my penis into her mouth. Inside her mouth, my penis was as big as it could possibly be. I forcefully pushed it deep into her throat. I no longer saw her as the dignified wife I usually knew. At this moment, she was my bitch, and I possessed her.

I pinched her nose and shoved my penis deeper and deeper into her mouth until she choked a little. When I pulled it out, her mouth and the area around it were covered in my secretions and her own saliva.

After playing for a while, my penis started to feel sore in her mouth, so it was time to try something different. I flipped her over, laid her on the bed, and thrust my penis directly into her long-awaited vagina.

Tonight, I used all my strength, trying to break through her vagina with my penis, each thrust fast and hard. My hands were on her buttocks, trying to spread them open as much as possible so I could admire her contracting anus.

I placed my two thumbs at the entrance of her anus, trying to spread her anus open, mixed with the vaginal fluid, and I actually managed to insert half of my two thumbs inside. I maintained this position for a while until my hands got tired, then I let go.

Thanks to the effort of my thumb, her anus was slightly open, and my penis easily entered her rectum. Plus, because I'd been drinking, it wasn't as sensitive, allowing me to last longer. Tonight, I could properly enjoy this married woman's backyard. I maintained a certain force and frequency, continuously playing with my sex toy, and for about ten minutes, I didn't pull my penis out of her back door.

Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled away from her anus, leaving a large cavity. I ejaculated all my semen that I'd accumulated tonight onto her large anus; some went directly into the hole, while some scattered on her vulva—it was a truly satisfying release.

Afterwards, I was completely exhausted. I didn't even have the strength to wipe away the semen; I simply collapsed beside her and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, she was coming out of the bathroom. She said, "Did you do something to me last night? It feels so sore down there, like it's tearing."

"You were very good yesterday, very obedient."

"Really? I don't remember much, I was too drunk."

"Well, since that's the case, let's relive the past."

"No, I need to rest down there, I feel tired. How about I give you oral sex?"

"Okay, we'll see how you do."

Then, as usual, she diligently swallowed and sucked my penis. My penis was actually a little sore after last night, but since someone wanted to serve me, I didn't refuse. I lay on the bed and let her taste her breakfast. About ten minutes later, as usual, I cupped her cheeks and ejaculated into her mouth.

"Let me put it in there for a moment."

She could only nod, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed my penis slowly shrinking in her mouth. I crossed my arms behind my head and lay motionless on the bed. She could only maintain the same position, afraid that my semen would spill from the corners of her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing. She held my penis in her mouth for about five minutes before I slowly pulled it out. Besides swallowing the semen, she also cleaned my penis thoroughly.

After last night and her semen-sucking technique, I was able to rest for a full half week. I must say, she is truly a rare and wonderful wife!

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Wedding banquets, as the name suggests, require formal attire. For men, it's simple—just a suit is enough. For women, however, there are more options; clothing and makeup require careful consideration.

That night, when I saw the married woman's outfit, my head and scalp immediately went blank, almost painfully so.

She wore a small pearl necklace, a black short dress with thin straps, a low-cut neckline that nearly exposed her breasts, and a bare back with almost no clothing covering her. She paired it with sparkly black high heels, and her wedding ring completed the look—a complete socialite's outfit, perfectly complementing her figure and status.

Most importantly, after getting into the car, she immediately pulled her dress up, and I saw something! She had specifically gone out without underwear, just as I had told her to—how awesome!

When she arrived, almost all her friends stared at her with their mouths agape and bloodshot eyes. The friend who had pinched her butt on the dance floor last time immediately came over to greet her and hovered around her all night, waiting for another chance to strike.

That night, she sat almost entirely next to me. Friends would often come over to chat with us, but they would always choose to stand in front of us, perhaps so they could easily admire the married woman's figure. They also frequently came over to ask us to drink; it seemed they were still trying their best to get this lovely wife drunk.

The married woman seemed particularly restrained tonight, not drinking much. She just nestled obediently beside me, and I embraced her, occasionally putting my arm around her shoulder, whispering in her ear, and gently stroking her smooth back. When no one was watching, we'd sometimes go to a corner of the room for a quickie, and I'd slip my hand inside her clothes to squeeze her breasts.

The happy night passed quickly, and before we knew it, it was 2 AM. Most of our friends had left, leaving only the homeowner, the friend who'd touched her buttocks, the friend who suggested getting the married woman drunk, and the two of us in the living room. The homeowner suggested that since the remaining people were all close friends, he'd bring out something to share with us.

He turned around and took out some rolled marijuana. The married woman was surprised and asked if I'd ever smoked it. I told him I had, that marijuana isn't addictive, but it will give you a short-lived high, and not to be afraid.

She was initially resistant, but I persuaded her, and she took a puff with us.

She took one puff and then passed it to the next friend, her expression immediately becoming peculiar. Her eyes became unfocused yet joyful; although she was slightly tipsy tonight, her expression was hazy, somewhat like the look after an orgasm.

My fingers slid along her arm, and she turned her head and whispered, "How can you be so sensitive? When you touch me, it's like you've been electrocuted."

"Yeah, it amplifies all your senses."

We took turns taking a puff, chatting and laughing, every joke particularly funny. The married woman was very relaxed, lying comfortably on the sofa. I didn't remind her that if she lay too far back, her vulva might be exposed.

My hand moved to her firm thighs, gently rubbing them up and down. She murmured with her eyes closed, "So comfortable."

I glanced at my friends; they were all harboring wicked thoughts, staring at the married woman. I nodded to them. One of them went to the stereo and played some soothing music. My friend quickly sat down next to her, looking closely at her face. Another went behind her, looking down at her face and breasts.

The slut seemed to be enjoying herself; her eyes were closed, her head swaying to the music.

The friend sitting next to her imitated me, placing a hand on her thigh. Seeing that she didn't react, he started rubbing his own leg.

Since the married woman was so engrossed, I secretly pushed her skirt up. At first, my friends didn't notice, but when I pulled her skirt up, they showed expressions of surprise and admiration. Her vulva and pubic hair were now visible to everyone.

One of her hands was on her abdomen, making her chest rise and fall more noticeably. I whispered in her ear, "Do you love me?" "

I love you," she whispered back.

"Open your mouth."

She obediently opened her mouth, and I touched her lips and tongue with my fingers. My friends watched intently. Then I told her, "Stick your tongue out."

She stuck out her little tongue. I glanced at my friend standing above her; he was already prepared. He leaned close to her face, spat into her mouth, and then stuck his own tongue into her mouth and began to suckle.

I never imagined I'd share this slut's story. Her husband and family have no idea she's about to be violated by several young men, about to experience the pleasures of many different penises.

The married woman, eyes closed, cooperatively French-kissed my friend. Another friend and I had already moved from her thighs to her genitals, frantically rubbing her vulva. My friend even impatiently inserted his fingers into her vagina. This slut trembled all over as if electrocuted, whispering, "So good."

The homeowner filmed the whole thing on his phone, saying, "It really is just as you said, he's really lewd." "

I pulled down her bra strap, revealing her soft breasts. We each pinched her breasts, squeezing them until they were completely deformed, her nipples slightly swollen, but she kept her eyes closed, letting out soft moans with each breath.

We let her take another puff, to get her even more into it, and we took turns French kissing her for a minute each, her mouth and face covered in our saliva. We all cooperated in removing all her clothes, leaving only her pearl necklace and wedding ring.

'You wouldn't guess she's had a child,' my friend said.

'Yeah, how come her figure is still so good? Although her breasts are a bit soft, they're still very nice to pinch.'"

She remained sprawled on the sofa, her body at our mercy, allowing us to touch and kiss her. Our fingers constantly moved in and out of her vagina, sometimes with two hands inside at the same time. The small opening was stretched wide open, and the surrounding flesh became red and swollen. Those not penetrating freely sucked on her breasts and in her mouth.

Because there were several of us big guys, the sofa was somewhat awkward at certain angles. After clearing the clutter from the coffee table in the living room, we worked together to lift her up. After spreading her legs, we all started taking off our pants, ready to enjoy this beautiful wife on the table.

The friend who had touched her butt last time couldn't wait to put his penis in her mouth after taking off his pants. Since I was next to the married woman's face, I grabbed her head with one hand and opened her mouth with the other, and my friend smoothly put his penis into her mouth.

"Her mouth feels so good, so warm," he said, and began to slowly insert his penis into the married woman's mouth.

"Put more force into it, don't move so slowly," another friend said.

My friend was not to be outdone and worked hard to move it in her mouth. My friend's penis wasn't thick, but it was quite long. And because her head was tilted back, my friend could insert it directly into her throat. The lovely married woman couldn't make a sound at all and could only breathe heavily through her nose.

The married woman held my penis in one hand, while her other hand was busy stroking my friend's penis. However, she wasn't really giving us a proper handjob, perhaps because she wasn't enjoying the deepthroating.

The fourth friend had already put on a condom, and my friend and I each lifted her legs to allow my friend to penetrate her.

After my friend entered, she let out a low moan.

"Damn, so tight! Didn't you have a baby? How come you're still so tight? It feels so good!"

"Really? Hurry up, I want some too," another friend said eagerly.

"You can play with other things first,"

I said, turning to the married woman's ear. "Is it good?"

"Mmm...so good," she answered, swallowing hard.

"How about my friend does anal penetration tonight?"

"...Mmm..." she answered shyly.

I turned to my friend and said, "Don't forget to put it in her ass later."

"Wow, that's awesome!"

Perhaps because it was so stimulating, my friend, who was deep-throating, suddenly got too excited when he heard that he could put it in her ass later. He pushed the penis forcefully into the wife's throat, pouring all the semen into his lovely wife's throat. She choked a few times, seemingly not very comfortable, but my friend had no intention of pulling his penis out, and continued to push it in her throat.

"Swallow it,"

the wife had no choice but to swallow his semen into her stomach. My friend finally pulled his penis out, and the wife's entire mouth was full of thick semen and saliva. What a beautiful but slutty woman. I suddenly had an idea. I gathered everyone together, except for the friend who was currently penetrating her vagina. I ordered the beautiful woman to open her mouth, and everyone spat on her face. Actually, we were aiming for her mouth, but we still ended up spitting all over her face.

I squatted down and whispered in her ear, "My friend is going to penetrate your anus."

"...Mmm...be gentle."

She was so obedient. I said to my friend, who was already inside her, "You've had your fun today, so hurry up and insert it."

"It feels so good!"

He immediately pulled out and pushed hard into the wife's anus, but he seemed unable to get in. No matter how he tried, he couldn't insert it, causing the wife to keep crying out in pain.

"Will it work?"

"It's very tight."

I turned to the wife and said, "Wife, turn over and lie face down." She

obediently rolled over and lay face down on the table. My friend and I each pried one of her buttocks apart, revealing her anus clearly. We also indirectly opened a small opening in the opening. My friend quickly thrust forward, unable to restrain himself, desperately pushing his penis in without backing down. We watched helplessly as his penis disappeared inch by inch into her anus until it was no longer visible. Then, the married woman was relentlessly penetrated. This little hole, which even her husband had never conquered, was now being vented on by a stranger whose name she didn't even know.

Another friend lifted her head up and thrust his penis into her mouth. Watching this married woman have all her orifices used in turn was both heartbreaking and exciting. I guessed that after tonight she would have difficulty walking, and the fishy smell in her mouth would probably linger for a week. When she spoke in front of other children's parents, her classmates' fathers would probably smell her shamelessness.

When my friend ejaculated in her anus, she screamed loudly. At the same time, she must have had her first orgasm of the night, her whole body trembling and moaning incessantly. We watched with great interest; humiliating this child's mother was our only job tonight.

I turned her over so she was lying flat on the table again. Using this uncomfortable position, I entered her anus. Her throat was continuously being gang-raped, her usually demure mouth becoming a urinal for us guys as we vigorously ejaculated inside. As if that wasn't enough, another friend kept slapping her soft breasts, leaving bright red handprints on her breasts. We also took turns kneading her nipples, which were red and swollen.

After all, anal sex isn't something you can do every day. We all ejaculated inside her anus. She was already exhausted and lay on the table, completely at our mercy. White semen continued to flow from her anus. After each of us ejaculated without a condom, we moved our penises into her mouth so she could clean them.

After playing for several hours, everyone was exhausted and collapsed on the sofa, fast asleep. When I woke up, the sun had already risen.

However, the married woman was still hungover, so I shook her awake and suggested we have one more round before she left. Everyone, of course, agreed.

Since she hadn't worn any clothes the night before, only a thin blanket, we only needed to lift the blanket to insert directly into her vagina. Her vagina still retained the moisture and warmth from several hours ago, and we easily entered her one after another. We enjoyed this mature married woman in her semi-sleep state.

We had a wicked idea: after each of us had 10 minutes of thrusting, we would ejaculate into a mug to add some spice to the married woman's breakfast.

The married woman didn't fully wake up for two hours. Only when she was fully awake did she realize the foolish thing she had done the night before. She was speechless, her face flushed with shame. It was only after I constantly comforted her and assured her that no one would know what had happened that she calmed down a little.

The landlord then made her a cup of coffee to help her wake up. After thanking him, she slowly drank her beverage, putting on her clothes one by one in front of everyone. Under her skirt, traces of semen slowly trickled from her anus.

We watched helplessly as this harlot swallowed all four of our semen along with her coffee. She truly was a vessel for our children and grandchildren, inside and out.

Before I took her away, I reminded her to kiss everyone goodbye before I let her go. She stood shyly at the door, and my friend took the initiative to come up and explore her mouth with his tongue. Of course, her skirt was lifted up, her breasts were exposed, and her whole body was ravaged by everyone's hands. Only then did this hot mom's unforgettable night end.

The Temptation of a Married Woman 1 (Nightclub)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 2 (Small Inn) The Temptation

of a Married Woman 3 (Hotel)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 4 (Bathhouse)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 5 (Past Events)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 6 (Car Sex)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 7 (First Time) The

Temptation of a Married Woman 8 (A Beginning and an End)

The Temptation of a Married Woman 9 (Rhapsody)

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The Temptation of a Married Woman 1 (Nightclub)

I'm 25 years old this year. After graduating from college, I started working for a company, a 9-to-5 job. I definitely need to have some fun at night. That night, I went to a nightclub in Taipei that started with the letter "L". It was a friend's invitation, so about a dozen of us arrived at 9 pm. There were a few of my good buddies and their friends, and of course, there were hot girls. But the first woman I noticed that night was a beautiful woman. Later, I found out that she was about 34 years old and had a child. My friend told me she was a mature woman, but she looked only about 27 or 28 years old.

She was about 160cm tall. Her most attractive feature was her long, beautiful legs—not too thin (I personally dislike skinny legs), but with a certain muscular curve. They looked so tempting! Her upper body was also shapely, especially her face, which was truly lovely: a small face, full lips, and large, expressive eyes. She was wearing incredibly short hot pants and a black strapless top; I was immediately aroused.

At first, because she was a friend of a friend, I didn't dare to make any overly obvious moves, so I just greeted her from a distance. She only nodded back. I started asking my friend for information about her. To my surprise, she was a married woman whose husband was often away from Taiwan. She was often bored and in a bad mood, so she frequently confided in friends or came to lively places like this to get some fresh air. My friend warned me that she was a respectable woman and I shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her. Hearing this, I naturally became even more cautious.

An hour later, we had all drunk quite a bit, and while dancing on the dance floor, we ran into this married woman. She seemed more relaxed after drinking, and a few of us friends joined her in dancing. Gradually, it became just the two of us swaying alone on the dance floor. As she swayed to the music, she looked even more appealing. We started chatting close to each other's ears (because the music was so loud, a perfectly good excuse). Gradually, I could feel her breathing on my neck, and our bodies drew closer and closer. Under the hypnotic influence of the alcohol and the deep bass, I boldly placed my hand on her waist. She didn't resist and continued swaying to the music.

Gradually, my hands became more restless. My hand slowly moved up from behind her back, caressing her back. At the same time, she pressed against my chest. The feeling of her soft breasts pressing tightly against me was so wonderful. My hands began to slide down to her armpits and move towards her breasts. Of course, I wasn't bold enough to grab them directly, but I could already use my thumbs to tease the sides of her breasts. I even tried to pull her clothes down from time to time to reveal her beautiful cleavage!

Her eyes were closed the whole time as she enjoyed the tactile stimulation. My left hand also slowly slid down to her pert buttocks, and I would steal a pinch every now and then. She would stand on her tiptoes slightly to react to the electric current in her body. After playing like that for about half an hour, she whispered in my ear, "Will you take me home tonight? I want you so much." Of course, without hesitation, I immediately took her slender hand and left the scene.

My home was nearby, so I rushed home, turned on the music, opened another bottle of wine, and the lewd atmosphere continued. After another half-glass of red wine, I pinned her against the wall and forcefully kissed her full lips, constantly sucking on them and sending my tongue and saliva into her mouth. At first, she pretended to be reserved, but within a minute she had transformed into a wanton married woman.

Our tongues intertwined for a long time before moving on to her ears, eyelids, cheeks, and neck. My hands, of course, weren't idle either. At first, I gently kneaded her breasts, and even through her clothes, I could feel their fullness. As my tongue reached her neck, I suddenly pulled her clothes down from top to bottom, tearing off her strapless bra in the process. I was certain her man had never been so brutal to her, so he hesitated for a moment.

I ignored him and went straight for her breasts, grabbing her soft mounds with both hands and twisting and deforming them at will. She began to breathe heavily and moan intermittently, with a nasal tone. Seeing her open mouth and unfocused eyes, I shoved my middle finger into her mouth, haphazardly stimulating her wet oral cavity.

She'd probably never been so passionate in her life. Her body writhed, and her hands began to grasp my penis. So I stood up and let her unzip my pants. My penis was already hard and waiting for her. After seeing it, she looked at me with a slightly shy yet lustful gaze and said, "I've never been with a guy as young as you before."

After saying that, she knelt down and started sucking me. Mature women are different; after all, they're experienced and know how to please men. She sucked me thoroughly, it felt like I was having sex with a virgin. Between each inhale and exhale, she made a constant, overflowing sound of saliva, and even deliberately let saliva drip from the corners of her mouth.

I couldn't resist grabbing the back of her head with both hands and thrusting into her mouth relentlessly. Several times she had to pat me to let me know I couldn't go on any longer, that I was about to ejaculate, that I was going crazy.

So I just pulled down her panties. I'd never touched panties that wet before, or maybe this married woman was just parched and needed some kind of rain. Her vagina was crystal clear and incredibly wet. It was the first time I'd ever seen a vagina that had given birth. It looked just like any other woman's. She didn't have much pubic hair, and her labia weren't turned outwards. They were pink and tender, and looked absolutely beautiful.

I was too lazy to retaliate. I thought that if I didn't take advantage of her this time, I'd have another chance next time. I simply lifted her perfect, long, beautiful legs over my shoulders, grabbed her ankles, and spread her legs as wide as possible. In this most shameful way, I entered her body.

She cried out loudly, her chest thrusting upwards and her head tilting back. I entered this vagina that had probably been entered and exited by many people before, and it was still so tight! She must be rarely satisfied!

I began to forcefully thrust into her cervix. With each thrust, her cries were so satisfied, so lewd. I started using the most vulgar words to arouse every lustful nerve in her:

"Have you ever been fucked like this before?"

"No...no...um...I...no."

"Do you like me fucking you like this?"

"I...um...I like it.

" "Like what?"

"I like you...fucking me...oh."

"Have you ever let anyone other than your husband fuck you?"

"No...no, you're the first."

"Have you ever swallowed another man's saliva?"

"Wh...what?" "Oh..."

As she asked, I leaned forward, pressing my body against hers, pinching her cheeks with one hand, and forcefully prying open her cherry-like lips. I spat a large mouthful of saliva into her mouth. Her reaction was not as expected. After spitting it in, I covered her mouth with my hand, and she didn't show any surprise, obediently swallowing my saliva.

I spat into her mouth several more times, and at the same time, because of the visual effect, I was already ready to pounce.

"Do you want me to cum inside your hole?"

"No, I don't have any protection."

"I'm about to come, I want to cum in your mouth."

"...Um...no..."

"Haven't you ever let your husband cum in your mouth?"

"Once...um...just once."

"Then I want to too, let you taste the flavor of youth.

" "I...oh...um..."

In the last few thrusts, I fucked her especially hard, one hand already pinching one of her breasts until it was red and swollen. I pulled out and put it directly on her lips. She didn't react, so I put it directly in and continued to thrust in and out of her mouth. At the same time, I heard her say in the most lewd and indistinct voice, "No...don't film here." So she was still watching my phone. Yes, I was taking pictures of her naked body, but at the crucial moment, she stopped me. Men are most violent when they're about to ejaculate, and I was no exception. I forcefully covered her eyes with one hand, and pressed the record button with the other. No matter how much she shook her head, it was no match for the penis in her mouth.

I thrust a few times forcefully, pouring my semen into her mouth. She didn't resist much, letting me release my pent-up desire inside her mouth. She remained so gentle, and when I pulled out, a few more drops of semen spilled onto her lips and inside her mouth. After lying there for a few seconds, she got up, spat the white liquid from her mouth onto a tissue, wrapped it up, and gave a faint smile.

This was my first encounter with this married woman. I can only say that the desire of married women is a perk for us young people. We've kept in touch and met up regularly, and I'll share more experiences with you all when I have the chance .

===

... Of course, when her husband came home, she would inevitably have to cater to his needs, and she would tell me about it, but her husband always used the same old tricks, which she found unbearable. Finally, her husband was going on another business trip, and our chance to meet arrived. However, she was so impatient that the phone rang the moment her husband stepped out the door. Although I am young, I am experienced and know how to deal with this married woman. Since she was so horny, why not whet her appetite? I told her that I might not be able to see her tonight because I already had plans, but we could meet tomorrow night, but with two conditions: first, I had to ejaculate in her mouth, and she couldn't resist this time; second, I wanted to penetrate her anus. She hesitated for a long time and said shyly, "I'll see then. It's embarrassing to ask like this." I arranged to meet her at a budget hotel near Linsen North Road in Taipei. We met downstairs, and she was as radiant as ever. She was wearing 3-inch nude-colored high heels, the leather tightly encasing her feet, revealing only her beautiful toes. She still didn't hesitate to show off her perfectly curved legs. She wasn't wearing stockings; perhaps she had specially tidied herself up for me before leaving. Her legs looked firm and smooth, and the high heels paired with a dark short skirt made her buttocks look even perkier and more sculpted. Although her breasts weren't particularly large, the white tight-fitting pullover top and the fur vest made me really want to drag her into an alley and rape her (of course, this was just a fantasy).

We quickly grabbed the key and went into the room. I tossed the key on the table without a word, turned around, and pinned her down on the sofa, starting to kiss her passionately. Knowing from our previous experience that she could tolerate slightly rougher sex, I wasn't going to hold back this time. I cupped her face in my hands and shamelessly explored her mouth with my tongue. My mouth sucked on hers like a suction cup; her full lips were like a delicious meal. I savored them, not giving her a chance to breathe. My tongue and saliva swirled in her mouth, and she could only let out some incredibly wanton gasps through her nose.

Suddenly, I stopped and stood up, staring at her on the sofa. She was lying on the sofa, one leg on the ground and the other propped up on the cushion. Her hands were tightly clutching her breasts, her eyes unfocused. Although her clothes were still intact, the position of her bare legs completely exposed her secret garden to me.

She was wearing light brown high-waisted panties with holes. Perhaps she wasn't confident in her figure and wasn't wearing my favorite thong, but the tantalizing glimpse was actually quite nice.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Because I wanted to see how lewd you were."

"I'm embarrassed."

"But I just want to see a married woman's lustful look, so lustful that she's even willing to let my little brother abuse and humiliate you."

"You're so bad."

But her eyes clearly longed for me to continue.

I called to her, "Come here, help me undo this."

She climbed down from the sofa, took two steps on her knees to stand in front of me, and looked up at me like a trained bitch. She unzipped my pants. "You didn't wash them."

"Suck them in my mouth."

She didn't say anything more and directly put my penis in her mouth. Actually, she frowned a little at first, or maybe it was because of the lingering smell of urine, but I didn't plan to take it out and wash it.

"Lick it clean with your tongue, it'll make you feel good later."

She held my thighs with both hands and vigorously swayed her head back and forth. I held her chin with one hand and the back of her head with the other. The deeper I went, the louder the sound of her saliva became. Just like before, perhaps because her face was small and her throat was shallow, I reached the very back of her mouth in one go. The suffocating pleasure was truly exciting.

Between thrusts, I suddenly pulled my penis out. She looked at me, and I said, "Open your mouth." She obediently did so. I spat into her mouth, some of it landing on her lips and nose. At the same time, I put my index finger into her mouth, mixing my saliva with hers, gently stroking her tongue. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying my mistreatment.

I thought I'd been playing with her mouth for 10 minutes, and it was time to change positions. "Go to the bed, take off your clothes slowly. I want to see how you usually undress in front of your husband."

She started taking off her clothes, first her fleece vest…

“Did your husband sleep with you this time he came back?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Just tell me the truth.”

“Yes.

” “How many times?” “

Twice.”

“Did he have sex with you again before he left the day before yesterday?”

“…Yes.”

“Was it good?”

“No, he rarely satisfies me. His technique is terrible and he’s fast.”

She had just taken off her bra. No wonder people say that a woman who has breastfed can’t have breasts as firm as before. They become softer. Sure enough, just like in the first article, “The Temptation of a Married Woman,” her breasts were easy to squeeze. They deformed as soon as you squeezed them, but I think it was a different kind of indescribable pleasure.

She suddenly asked, "Why did we meet here today? This hotel looks weird..."

"First, I'm familiar with this place. Second, I want people who see you to think you're mine, that you belong to me, that you're my lowly bitch."

She said, "No wonder everyone was staring when we came up."

"Wearing this to a place like this, of course people will think you're here to be fucked. Maybe they're even listening to your moans at the door."

"You're so bad."

The time had come. I reached through her panties and touched her pubic area. What a slut, it was already a sea of moisture. I pulled off her panties and tossed them into the trash can.

She exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing?" "

You're already so wet, you don't need to wear anything. You can put your skirt on later."

Her cute face instantly turned red. Of course, I didn't care whether she turned red or green. I pressed down on her lower abdomen with one hand and lifted her right leg with the other. She was already so wet, it would be easy to enter. With a "plop," I was already at her deepest point.

After penetration, she immediately began to moan. Her moans weren't too wild, perhaps because there were children in the family, and she was used to not daring to make too much noise when her husband was having sex with her. Her voice was slightly nasal, mixed with the frequency of slight inhalation, and her head was tilted back slightly, extremely sexy.

I am enjoying the little hole of this wife, slut, and mother of children, a vagina that has been entered and exited by so many people (she told me about her past, which was very interesting, and I will share it with you all when I have the chance), it is still so tight and so pink.

"Use your hands to spread your clitoris open, I want to see your hole.

" "Oh..."

"So beautiful, I can't tell you've had a child."

"Don't look, it's too embarrassing." "Then what do

you want me to do?"

"Continue. " "Continue what?" "Continue to fuck me . " "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Fuck me, fuck me." I was almost at my limit by this point, so I had to turn her over, lift her buttocks, and fuck her like a bitch. She really was a bitch, with big buttocks and a tight vagina, gripping my penis and desperately trying to swallow it. I let her keep turning her buttocks like a vibrator, my two palms tightly gripping her buttocks, occasionally spreading her buttocks apart, which gave me a chance to clearly see her anus. If you remember that her anus was one of the conditions, I haven't forgotten. My right thumb slid to the entrance of her vagina, scooped up some vaginal fluid, and smeared it on her anus. Unexpectedly, when my hand touched her anus, her moans became even louder. Sure enough, a slut is a slut; even her anus is so sensitive. I quietly inserted a small section of my index finger into her anus, and she cried out, "It hurts!" Of course, I ignored her. I used that small section of my index finger to go in and out of her anus a few times, and she seemed to gradually get used to it, continuing her previous wanton swaying. It took about a minute, and my index finger was almost completely inside her anus. "Oh...I didn't expect it to feel so good...mmm...mmm" "The whole finger is already inside." "Yeah...it feels so good...mmm~~~~~" "Do you like me fucking your ass?" "Mmm...I like it...oh..." "Has your husband ever fucked your ass?" "...Mmm...no...no..." "What about your ex-boyfriends?"

"No...no...oh~~~~"

"So you gave me your virginity in your asshole.

" "...Hmm..."

My fingers kept pulling and digging. Although her anus was tight and difficult to penetrate, once inside, it was a completely different world. The space inside was huge, and my fingers could dig and rotate inside without any problem. In some positions, I could even vaguely feel my penis rubbing against her vagina.

"I want to fuck your asshole."

"No...no...it's too tight."

"But you promised me."

"Next time, okay? Just use your hand the first time. Let me get used to it."

This time I softened. I didn't force her. Anyway, there's plenty of time. So I thrust my penis even harder into her cunt, my fingers digging into her anus, and she began to moan and gasp. I could feel her anus slowly opening, the pink flesh inside gradually turning outwards, the opening now big enough for anyone to fuck. Next time, just next time.

I secretly pulled out my right index finger and replaced it with my left thumb, while my right hand skillfully caressed her back, slipped down to pinch her breasts, and pulled her nipples. Her movements became more and more violent, and her cries louder. But, when I pinched her breasts, I didn't use my index finger. The finger that had just entered her anus... you know what I was going to do, right?

I moved my hand to her cheek and gently kneaded her full lips with my index finger. Her tongue came out, and I inserted my finger directly into the base and sides of her tongue, letting this good woman who usually stayed at home to take care of her husband and children savor the taste of her own anus. She suddenly remembered and said,

"Isn't that the hand that was just on my butt?"

"No, the one in my anus is still inside."

Just like that, she believed me, and I frantically inserted my finger into her mouth. She cooperated by constantly using her tongue to lick the finger that smelled of anus. I was about to ejaculate, so I made a final sprint, forcefully thrusting into her vagina and cervix. My thumb was also deep inside her anus, and almost all four fingers of my right hand were constantly digging and stimulating in her mouth. Her face had to turn to the right to cooperate with me, so that I could watch her swallow and exhale the taste of her own anus while I was fucking her two holes.

"Your anus feels so good."

"...Mmm...good...so comfortable..."

"Do my fingers taste good?"

"Delicious...oh...mmm..."

"How come you're already someone's wife and you're still so easy to fuck?"

"...Oh...I'm yours today...fuck me..."

"I'm going to fuck your vagina until it's turned inside out.

" "Faster...faster...I want...oh..."

"Today I'm going to cum in your mouth."

"...Mmm...okay...I want to eat..."

"Eat what?"

"...your semen...mmm..."

I quickly turned her over, and when I pulled my penis out, perhaps it was too fast, and she cried out because she was too thirsty.

I put the head of my penis above her lips, ready to properly feed this married woman.

The pleasure she had just experienced still lingered, and she continued to moan.

My sperm was surging through my head!

My left hand was stroking my penis, while my right hand involuntarily gripped her neck, preparing to ejaculate my most potent semen into her mouth.

A slight spasm ran through me as I continued to ejaculate into her mouth and cheeks. It felt so good; I finally released.

Her mouth wasn't closed; it remained open, letting the semen slowly flow into her oral cavity. I also put a finger in her mouth, gently swirling my semen around inside, even feeding her some of the semen from my cheeks.

"Why are you so obedient?"

"Because you make me feel so good."

"Will you listen to me from now on?"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

"Next time, let's do something different."

Although it was only the second time I'd met this married woman, we had amazing chemistry. Her cooperation was truly rare. She was experienced like an older sister, but not as shy and innocent as a younger sister. I love married women so much!

===

...

(Hotel)

Since our last meeting, the novelty hadn't worn off. My desire to conquer this delectable married woman was irresistible. After resting for a few days, we arranged to meet again.

Unlike the small hotel last time, this time we met at a more well-known hotel. So, I reminded her beforehand to dress more carefully, to make a stunning impression, and to get an immediate erection the moment I saw her. She chuckled shyly on the other end of the phone, but I could tell that her underwear was probably already overflowing with arousal fluid.

We agreed to meet in the lobby. While I was wondering why she hadn't appeared yet, I noticed two men whispering and looking in the same direction. I followed their gaze... Ah! I got hard!

She's here, and not only is she here, she's brought her amazing figure. It's not just those two men in the lobby who's watching her anymore; even the doorman is secretly peeking at her.

I never imagined a married woman who's had children could be so alluring. She wore light makeup, not as flashy as today's young babes. This time, she wore high-heeled black leather boots, clearly made of high-quality leather, gently wrapping around her beautiful calves. A tight black mini-skirt showed off her fair, rosy thighs, making one really want to spread her legs wide and let someone roughly insert their fingers into her vagina right there. I could imagine her, eyes glazed, being penetrated in public.

She wore a flowing silk scarf draped over her upper body, but the focus was on her top—a low-cut blue velvet top, the kind one would wear to a banquet. Her cleavage was pulled down low, making it clearly visible, and her purple lace bra was faintly visible on both sides. It must have been a push-up bra to hold her breasts in place so attractively, as if they were about to burst out.

I stood there admiring her for a moment, then calmly walked towards her without saying a word. I took her hand and led her directly to the stairs leading to the restaurant on the second floor, not towards the elevator. My purpose was simple: sharing the pleasure is better than keeping it to myself. I hoped that as she climbed each step, some lecherous eyes would be fixed on the view under her skirt. I was confident that seeing a glimpse of her flesh wouldn't be difficult.

Once on the second floor, I led her towards the guest room elevator. I could tell she was still a little nervous; her delicate hand gripped mine tightly, as if afraid I would suddenly slip away.

While waiting for the elevator, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I gently placed my hand on her waist, caressed it a couple of times, and then slid it down to her buttocks. Oh, through her short skirt, it felt so soft and bouncy. She could only blush and lower her head as I touched her. This married woman was so obedient.

The elevator arrived, and my hand didn't leave her buttocks. We went into the elevator and moved to the back, leaning against the wall. After the doors closed, I gently lifted her miniskirt with my fingers, and my middle finger slid down to her cleft. Damn, a thong!

Those who caught a glimpse under her skirt on the way up the stairs got lucky. I told her, "Baby, you're being good today, knowing I like thongs." My fingers were playing with her buttocks, pulling up the thin fabric, imagining her clitoris being constantly stimulated. Sometimes my middle finger would rub her anus.

"So eager?" she said.

"Little beauty, wait and see how I punish you," I replied.

My middle finger circled her anus, the folds of skin at the opening clearly visible. Suddenly, I pushed my finger inside, and she let out a soft moan of surprise.

"You're so naughty."

After she let out that moan, I pressed a few more times inside. I could feel half a finger inside, enveloped by her tight flesh. I looked at her; the moment I pushed in, her eyes were tightly closed, as if she were suffocating. Her knees felt weak and she could barely stand. Although it would take a long time to describe, it all happened in less than a minute. We reached our floor. Although I withdrew my hand, it never left her buttocks. I walked towards the room where I was about to "discipline" her.

The room was quite large, with a beautiful view of the high-rise buildings outside the large windows. There was a large bed, a large bathroom, a large bathtub, and a beautiful wife in my hands. What a wonderful day!

This time, unlike the previous two, I decided to take it slow. Let's start with a romantic bath and some foreplay. I asked her to help me undress. When she got to my underwear, she hesitated for a moment. I told her, "Be brave, don't be shy."

She knelt down in the bathroom and removed my underwear. She was startled because my penis popped out and almost hit her cheek. It had been engorged for a long time. She could only stare quietly at my glans. I gently lifted her chin with my palm and moved it towards my penis. Her innocent eyes looked at my penis. We got closer and closer until her small but full lips touched my glans. Only then did she open her mouth slightly to let my penis into her mouth.

Take it slow this time, no rush. I have plenty of time to enjoy this usually dignified wife. She slowly swallowed and released my penis, while I watched her receive my heat through the large mirror on the bathroom wall. Her cheeks puffed out and hollowed out, so beautiful.

I gently helped her stand up and commanded her, "Take it off for me, slowly. I want to see how slutty you were in front of other guys."

She blushed and started with her top, pulling the fabric down over her shoulders to reveal her purple lace bra. She deliberately tried to keep it from slipping down, feigning shyness as she tried to cover her breasts, which looked so tempting.

I told her, "If you keep teasing me, I'll take it off myself." She

had no choice but to let her top slide down to her waist, near her skirt. Her abdomen was truly beautiful, without the excess fat or stretch marks typical of pregnant women; it was quite smooth. She then began to unhook the back of her bra. Once the bra hit the floor, her breasts bounced out. Although not as firm as a young woman's—after all, they had been breastfed—they sagged slightly, but not excessively; their shape was still beautiful. Anyone who saw them would want to pinch them. Her nipples were like small grapes, making one want to bite them and squeeze out their juice.

She removed her top and skirt together, leaving only her black thong. Because her pubic hair was sparse and thin to begin with, it looked very neat and clean.

"Turn around and face away from me," I instructed her.

"What do you want to do?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

After she turned around, I took a big step behind her, my naked body pressed against her back. I'm sure I was pressing against her. I grabbed her neck with one hand, making her head tilt back, while the other hand roughly kneaded her breasts. I deformed her breasts again. I pinched her nipples with my fingers, rubbing them from side to side, sometimes pulling them outwards and tugging at her entire breast. This other man's wife could only close her eyes and keep taking deep breaths in my ear.

It was so satisfying to squeeze her. I pressed her back forward, and she used the edge of the bathtub for support. I ordered her to open her legs wider so I could see her private parts. I squatted down and used both hands to turn her labia outward. She was already very wet, and I could see the glistening flesh inside. I couldn't resist gently patting her opening twice. She shuddered sensitively. It felt so good. I added a little more force and patted her labia a few more times. I could see her anus contract slightly.

Since we were already naked and the delicious food was in front of us, I didn't care whether she was ready or not. I spread her legs and thrust my erect penis all the way in. She hummed softly in response.

I started thrusting into her vagina forcefully, each time harder than the last, holding her waist, determined not to give this married woman a chance to catch her breath. With each thrust, I could see my penis carrying a large amount of her vaginal fluid and white, viscous liquid.

"Damn, you're really good to fuck."

"...Mmm...so good..."

"Do you like being fucked by me?"

"...Yes...oh oh oh..."

"Have you ever been fucked in the bathroom before?"

"Mmm...yes...mmm..."

"Who?"

"...My ex-boyfriend..."

"Did he ejaculate inside?"

"...No...ah, you can't ejaculate inside!"

"Don't worry, I won't, although I really want to."

While chatting with her, my hands were already busy, cleverly wiping her overflowing vaginal fluid near her anus, which would be the best lubricant.

I started pulling my penis out every now and then, rubbing it between her clitoris and anus. When I inserted it into her vagina again, my thumb was already hovering at the entrance of her anus. Using the force of the thrusts, I inserted my finger piece by piece into her anus. Since the last time I "trained" her, she should have been mentally prepared, and she cooperated by constantly twisting her hips, allowing me to penetrate deeper and deeper. In the blink of an eye, my entire thumb was inside.

She started moaning louder, regardless of whether the neighbors could hear her, revealing the wanton side of a married woman.

I pulled my penis out instantly, and she cried out, turning her head to look at me with half-closed eyes.

"I'm going to fuck your ass."

"No, it will hurt," she said, biting her lower lip.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll be slow."

"Be gentle..." she pleaded.

"But I want you to look at me, I want to look at your beautiful face."

She looked at me obediently, but

she was also very nervous, often glancing at her buttocks. I held my purplish-red, veiny penis with one hand, and with the other hand, I tried to open her anus, pressing the glans tightly against her little chrysanthemum entrance. The only barrier between us was the glans covered in her love juice.

"Look at me," I told her.

She frowned tightly, but I was already slowly entering that narrow hole. I was completely driven by lust, not caring if it hurt her, and kept pushing forward slowly. As her anus was continuously stretched open, my glans penetrated deeper and deeper.

I looked at her; she could barely make a sound. She seemed to have lost her will, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her eyes half-closed, her eyeballs rolled upwards, and a look of pain on her face.

"Pain" was the only word she could utter.

Of course, I didn't care what she was saying; my responsibility was to force it in. A minute ago, the hole was tightly closed, but now I'd stretched it several centimeters wide. I couldn't believe I'd already inserted half my penis. I started slowly pulling in, and she began to scream and pant louder than before.

It was so tight. This child's mother had lost her virginity to me; her husband would never imagine that his wife's anus was being penetrated by a stranger, and that his wife was being so obediently subdued.

I pulled faster and faster, and her voice gradually changed from pain to pleasurable moans. The flesh of her anus was constantly being turned inside out with my penis, the pink flesh so sexy.

I suddenly pulled out of her anus, and she screamed, turning to look at me. But at that moment, I was intently watching her anus. Because I pulled out so quickly, her anus hadn't had time to close, leaving a rather large black hole—how lewd!

I couldn't resist kissing her anus, but then I immediately thrust back into her. She seemed to be getting used to it; she let out a muffled groan, and this time I didn't intend to pull out.

I kept fucking her anus, one hand on her waist, squeezing her flesh tightly, the other gently pulling her hair, giving me a feeling of complete control.

"Do you like me fucking your ass?"

"Mmm...yes..."

"Do you want me to fuck you every time from now on?"

"Okay...oh..."

"Aren't you my slut?"

"…………Mmm..."

"Aren't you?" I grabbed her hair.

"...Yes..."

"Your asshole is mine, only I can do it."

"...Oh...fuck me..."

I used all my strength to keep ramming into her buttocks. Her anus was already turned inside out, red and swollen. I could feel that I was about to come. I raised the hand that was holding her hair and slapped it hard on her buttocks. This sudden action made her moan. The shape of my palm was already very obvious on her buttocks. After slapping it twice more, I couldn't take it anymore. My semen shot directly into her anus. I pushed forward with all my might. My penis was completely inside the hole. Only my pubic hair and her fair buttocks could be seen.

I stayed inside for less than a minute. When I pulled out, a white liquid slowly flowed out—a truly astonishing sight. She was already exhausted, slumped over the edge of the bathtub. It was tough on her; it was her first time being penetrated anally, and in such a violent way. Exhaustion was inevitable.

"Come here, help me clean up."

"...Mmm..."

She turned around, her cute face showing a dazed expression, like a submissive bitch, now completely at my mercy.

I grabbed the back of her head and pressed her down in front of my penis.

"Good wife, help me clean up."

This slut is really obedient. She started swallowing and spitting out my penis again. The semen, vaginal fluid, and filthy fluid from her anus that were originally on my penis are now in her mouth and on her lips. I even deliberately smeared some of the fluid on her cheeks. Where can you find a bitch like this?!

She dutifully swallowed everything from my testicles to the glans. She didn't spit out the fluid in her mouth, meaning she swallowed it along with her own saliva until my penis was clean. Only then did she separate from my penis.

"Open your mouth," I commanded.

"Ah..." she obediently opened her mouth.

Sticky fluid still lingered on her tongue. " You 're

so beautiful!"

===

... Finally, it was time for my business trip again, and she was coming back to my side. This time, we met at a hot spring resort in Beitou. Since there was no one at home to take care of the kids that night, we could only make the most of the daytime to be intimate. On the phone, she mentioned that she was "so itchy" today, but I told her I could help her relieve the itch, but it would depend entirely on her performance. She giggled shyly. To be honest, my sex drive wasn't that strong during the day, but after picking her up, my interest was completely aroused. Unlike her previous fresh and refined look, this time she wore heavy smoky makeup, clearly highlighting her bright eyes. She styled her hair in an updo, showcasing her long, white neck, with strands of hair falling from her temples, swaying gently with her head movements—truly beautiful. She wore a tight-fitting white shirt, clearly wearing a push-up bra that lifted her soft, supple breasts, and a black skirt that didn't go past her knees. So, she was going for a sultry office lady look! After she got in the car, I immediately grabbed the back of her neck and thrust my tongue into her mouth, making love to her passionately. Being on the roadside, she was still somewhat reserved, not daring to move her hands, letting me smear my saliva all over her sexy lips. Of course, we headed straight for our destination. On the way, I sometimes got the urge to grab her breasts, rubbing them a few times whenever I felt like it. The feel through her cotton shirt was unique, and a few times I think the motorcyclists caught me, making her too ashamed to even look up. We arrived, and finally, we could officially begin. The room door was smaller than I had imagined, but it didn't matter; we weren't staying overnight anyway. I put down the key, and she awkwardly entered the room, knowing she would unconditionally offer her naked body to me, because every inch of her skin had already been touched by me. I took off my tie and said to her, "Let's try something new today. Have you ever been blindfolded before?" "No...no, but I can't see like this." "Yeah, but you'll probably find it more exciting because you won't know who you're doing it with." (I really hope I can call someone in halfway through to switch hands and have a 3P, so we can all enjoy this hot mom together. I think a lot of people would want to sign up, haha.) I blindfolded her, making sure it was tied tightly so it wouldn't fall off. I took her left hand, which was wearing a wedding ring, and led her to the window. I sat on the armchair between the window and her. I glanced outside to make sure no one was there (because our room faced the artificial garden in the courtyard, where no one usually walked around). Even though no one would be outside, it was still very exciting. I told her I wanted to see this hot and slutty office lady take off her clothes. I wondered if she was this obedient at home. She started unbuttoning the top of her shirt one button at a time. After the fourth button was off, I could see her entire bra. Her breasts were securely covered by the remaining fabric. I ordered her not to unbutton the bottom. She continued to remove her skirt. Her movements were extremely graceful. When she bent over and pulled down her skirt, her breasts looked like they were about to fall out. If someone were looking in from outside at this moment, they would see a hot girl with long, slender legs and huge breasts, wearing a blindfold, slowly exposing her body to a man.

I had her spread her legs slightly so I could take off her panties myself. As I slowly pulled them down, the scene I saw was extremely lewd. Her panties were already soaked, with a glistening liquid clinging to her labia. Although she didn't say anything, it was clear she was ready for me to enjoy her.

I took off my pants, placed my hands on her waist, and turned her around. With her back to me and only wearing a shirt, she understood what was about to happen. I slowly pressed her buttocks down, and with a "plop," I entered this hot mom's vagina.

"Twist yourself" was my only instruction, and she really knew how to twist, as if she were very experienced, with a great rhythm. However, perhaps because her husband had been fucking her these past few days, her vagina didn't feel as tight as last time.

"Have you been getting fucked by your husband a lot lately? It's looser now," I asked as I fucked her.

"Yeah... he wants it every day, and I always give in to him."

"Damn, today it's your turn to give in to me."

"Oh... um..."

Continuing to thrust, I lifted her buttocks slightly with my left hand, my penis still hard and breathing inside, and I slowly inserted my right middle finger into her vagina.

"Oh... I can't fit it in like this!"

"I'm going to put it in."

I got up and pressed her against the edge of the bed so that my fingers could have more space inside. With a dildo and a finger, her vagina was completely stretched open. I wanted to bring back the feeling she had when she gave birth.

Gradually, she stopped crying out in pain. I decided to put my index finger in as well. Damn, her vagina slowly swallowed my second finger as well.

Although she didn't cry out in pain, she kept spreading her buttocks apart with her hands to endure this unbearable humiliation.

It was full. I shouldn't even think about a third finger. After thoroughly violating her vagina for several minutes, I pulled out my fingers and dildo. Her labia were still open, creating a vacuum inside. This was the first time I had observed the structure inside a woman's vagina up close. It was so pink and sexy.

I turned her around. Her eyes were extremely unfocused, as if she had just climaxed. I held my penis, wet with her juices, grabbed her chin, and inserted it.

She closed her eyes, silently accepting my penis. The speed was entirely under my control; I could go as fast or as deep as I wanted, occasionally patting her cheek, feeling the volume of my penis in her mouth.

At the same time, I removed her top and bra, loosened her tie, and tied her wrists. She seemed to have become my prostitute—no, less than a prostitute, she was my sexual toy.

Her oral skills were truly professional, making me want to give up several times.

But I held on, laid her flat, and entered her again.

This time I only put in one finger, and she was clearly enjoying it more and more.

"So deep!...Oh..."

"Do you want me to fuck you every day?"

"Mmm...Yes..."

"I want to cum inside you.

" "No, no!" she exclaimed in shock.

I continued to thrust wildly.

"Then I want to cum in your ass."

"Mmm...Oh..."

I didn't care whether she agreed or not, I pulled my penis out directly and slowly pushed it into her anus.

"Mmm..."

Maybe because I had succeeded last time, it felt much easier to go in this time, but it was still very tight.

"Your anus is so tight."

"Mmm...So good...Fuck me," she seemed to be breathing heavily from time to time, and it seemed to still hurt.

I pushed my penis in forcefully, from head to toe, watching the whole thing disappear into her anus.

I pushed forward a few more times with all my might.

"Ah... damn..." I squeezed her breasts, sending my semen into her rectum.

"Oh..." She was speechless, completely exhausted, lying on the bed.

The sheets beneath her were soaked, and yellowish semen was flowing from her anus.

As usual, I pinched her cheeks and put my penis into her mouth.

"Hey, lick it clean for me."

She gently and tenderly cared for my penis, swallowing the liquid that came out.

"You really are my good wife ! "

===

... After reading so many stories about married women, I believe you've all gradually developed feelings for her. Just treat her like your fish and enjoy it. Here, I'll share three of them with you. Since I wasn't directly involved, I can't describe many details. I can only try to recreate the scene based on the woman's narration, leaving the rest to your imagination. Also, if any stories are similar to actual events, please PM me so I can know the real scene^^ 1. When she was young... It's said that when she was about to graduate from school, she had a boyfriend. I heard he was quite tall and handsome. This married woman was really infatuated with him and was very obedient to him. Although she didn't lose her virginity to him, she certainly gave it to him many times. Her figure back then was definitely more attractive than it is now, with a firm bust and shapely hips, radiating youthful energy. Since her boyfriend shared an apartment with a friend, she was almost always there, often spending the night with him. It's easy to be impulsive when you're young; guys can do "that" anytime, anywhere, and young girls shouldn't be underestimated either. She told me she once let her boyfriend have sex with her seven times in one night, and by the next morning, she didn't feel tired, only satisfied with being fucked. Sometimes, when her boyfriend's male friends were home, they would still do it behind closed doors without hesitation. Because it was an old house with wooden partitions, their moans, slapping sounds, and panting could all be heard clearly from outside. Sometimes, her boyfriend would pin her against the door and thrust into her repeatedly, and she would scream without restraint, letting the guy outside hear the sounds of her being violated. One night, after they had sex, she realized the door wasn't fully closed; she wasn't sure if she hadn't closed it properly or if someone had opened it. The advantage of being young is that you're fearless. If she was actually spied on, so be it; she could just be more careful next time. What a bargain for her roommates! Apparently, after breaking up with her boyfriend, one of her roommates pursued her intensely, and they actually dated for a while. If I were her roommate, I'd also want to try this hot girl, eat her up, and then throw her away. Not long after, her ex-boyfriend came back to her, but in my personal opinion, it was just revenge; he slept with her a few more times and then dumped her. 2. Traveling…

This happened after she had entered the workforce. A colleague invited her to travel to Yilan with her colleague's boyfriend and friends. She had met this guy once before, and her colleague had been trying to set them up. However, the guy wasn't very good-looking and was a bit chubby, not her type at all, even though he drove a BMW or Mercedes-Benz.

She thought that since they were staying in the same room, there wouldn't be any problems, but her colleague suddenly said she couldn't go. She was annoyed and went with the BMW/Mercedes-Benz guy out of spite. I guess it was all pre-planned.

Although she didn't like him, she still kept up the good work, chatting and laughing, to make the long drive bearable. Even so, the chubby guy must have been enjoying himself immensely, his eyes feasting on the viewer's eyes. This hot woman's usual style was short shorts that practically exposed her buttocks, paired with a tight-fitting t-shirt.

After a few drinks that evening, they seemed to feel like they were already very close friends (or even sex partners?).

After showering, they played cards, drank, and joked around in bed. Then, the chubby guy, driven by lust, pounced on the woman, grabbing her breasts and licking her mouth with his smoky tongue (a smell she couldn't tolerate at the time).

She thought: Since things have come to this point, I've already been kissed and touched, so I might as well let this fat chubby guy have his way with me.

What she didn't expect was that the "double-B" man was quite rough, grabbing her head and ordering her to suck it. Because she was a rather docile person, she had no choice but to do as he instructed. The "double

-B" man had prepared a condom (see, he came prepared). She was pressed down and couldn't breathe, so she could only keep moaning, hoping that the time spent being fucked wouldn't be too long. Although that's what she said, this married woman told me that she eventually had an orgasm, which shows that she enjoyed the situation.

After that, the "double-B" man still slept with her a few more times until he lost contact with her. Free fish, line. Young body...

I remember when we first got together, she said she had never slept with someone as young as me? She meant the age difference, but she had indeed slept with people younger than her.

When she was 26, a 19-year-old boy slept with her.

They met at a dance hall; she was a typical hot office lady, and he was an art student who had returned from abroad. They met because of a mutual friend's party. People

abroad are more direct, you know. On the dance floor, seeing this office lady constantly swaying her body, twisting her hips and swaying her chest, this musician guy went up to her and said he was staying at a five-star hotel and invited her to go home and spend the night together.

Of course, she refused on the spot when faced with a stranger; she wasn't that desperate.

However, after a night of conversation and companionship, she seemed to slowly accept this young man she wasn't very familiar with, occasionally letting him hold her hand, touch her shoulder, or put his arm around her waist. They didn't go home together that night.

Two days later, the guy called her again to continue inviting her out. The artist finally said he was going back to the US in a day and asked if she wanted to come to his hotel.

According to her, she was infatuated with the artist's intense admiration, and the musician's sweet words had made her feel like she was on cloud nine.

She went to his five-star hotel. When they ran

out of things to talk about while sitting on the bed, the artist made his move, but the hot mom, afraid of getting dirty, suggested she take a shower first.

While showering, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and the artist said, "Let me take a look at your nice body before I leave." Since she was about to be fucked, she half-heartedly allowed him to ogle her naked body. This was the first time she had been seen naked by a man before even kissing or touching him; not a single part of her body was spared. He stood at the door and watched her finish showering.

Next, their bodies became intertwined, inseparable. It's worth mentioning that the man hadn't prepared a condom, so the woman kept reminding him not to ejaculate inside.

Youth has one advantage: stamina.

She said the artist lasted a long time, at least 45 minutes, changing positions many times, including having sex with her on the windowsill. Her genitals were starting to feel numb. She said it was the first time she felt like a prostitute, having a young client constantly entering and exiting her.

Even so, she was still very satisfied with his young, slightly muscular body, something she later boasted about to her other girlfriends.

Finally, because she had been warned not to ejaculate inside, the artist brought his penis to her cheek and ejaculated, which was the first time she had mentioned before that he had ejaculated on her face and into her mouth. Because it was her

first time, she was so nervous she didn't know what to do, and it took her a while to realize her mistake and ask for tissues .

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... "My family comes first, but I'm an adult too. I want to pursue some joy in life, something I lack in my current marriage, even if it's temporary, I think it's worth it." Ha, you've put it so bluntly, so I'll continue to torment you. Of course, making her happy is my primary goal, so she'll let go of all worldly taboos and let me become the most sexually satisfied little wolf. We don't actually meet that many times, because she has her family to take care of, and I have to work and have other "social" commitments. Our meetings also have to coincide with her husband's business trips, so whenever we do meet, we enjoy ourselves to the fullest. There was only one time when we met during her husband's work hours, on a day when he wasn't traveling. Her husband thought she was going to get a facial or body treatment, but she wasn't lying to him. She was indeed going for a facial and body treatment, only the service provider was me instead. That day, I happened to be out on business when she called to say she missed me and wanted to meet up. Of course, I readily agreed to pick her up at the agreed-upon location. Perhaps to avoid suspicion, she wasn't dressed up in any special way. She had her hair tied in a ponytail and was only wearing a tight-fitting brown ripped leggings, denim shorts, high-heeled shoes, and a white tight-fitting short-sleeved top. She seemed very low-key, but you could still see her shapely legs and bust. After getting in the car, we set off to the mountains to enjoy the breeze and scenery. We chatted and laughed along the way, and she kept reminding me that we could only be out for three hours because her husband would be off work on time that day. Later, we talked about how her husband had taken advantage of her before leaving home that morning. Because she didn't want to wake the children, she quietly let him ejaculate inside her. She felt unsatisfied despite being aroused, which is why she boldly asked to meet me while her husband was at work. Knowing her feelings, I didn't wait any longer and parked the car on a secluded mountain road. I reclined her chair and pulled down her skirt, leaving her in only her ripped underwear and short-sleeved shirt. She shyly crossed her legs and nervously said, "People might walk by here!" " There are hardly any people around here, only one car passes by every now and then, and the cars have tinted windows, so don't be afraid!" "But..." While she hesitated, I used my left hand to spread her thighs apart, her beautiful legs in high heels spread wide, and she gripped the sides of the chair. "Did your husband ejaculate inside you today?" "Yes." "I don't believe it."

"It's true!"

"I need to check!"

"What?"

"Take it off, I need to see if it's real."

"Why do you need to check this kind of thing?"

I ignored her protests and started pulling down her underwear and panties. She was obedient enough to lift her buttocks slightly to make it easier for me to take them off. I dragged them down to her ankles, but didn't remove them completely.

"Looks like you really weren't lying to me."

"I was."

"Your panties are a little yellow, looks like there's some residue from this morning."

I looked at her opening. Her labia did look a little swollen, like they had been used, and there was some liquid inside, but I couldn't tell if it was from this morning or from seeing me and getting excited.

Since I was going to check, I wanted to do it properly. I placed my left middle finger directly on her labia, rubbed it counterclockwise a few times, and then inserted it inside.

Damn, it was definitely looser than usual. She wasn't lying. Since it was already inside, I didn't want to pull my fingers out. I frantically dug inside, trying to scoop out the fluid from her man that morning.

She started moaning softly at the same time. It was such a beautiful sound. Usually, only her husband could hear this at home, but she was willing to sing it to me in my ear.

Suddenly, I heard a motorcycle approaching in the distance. She tensed up and tried to get up.

"Don't move, the more you move, the more attention you'll attract,"

I said. She obediently stayed still. As the motorcycle passed, I thrust harder and harder. She didn't dare to make a sound, only exhaling heavily. Just as she was about to convulse, the motorcyclist passed by.

I took my fingers out, waving them in front of her eyes, still covered in her love juice.

"I scooped out the rest of your husband's semen."

"How disgusting!"

"It's not like I haven't tasted his semen before."

"That was a long time ago."

"I'll feed you again, open your mouth."

"No!"

Without thinking twice, I smeared my finger on her lipstick-covered lips, making them glisten and incredibly sexy. After she flinched, I inserted my entire finger into her mouth and teased it.

I'm sure her tongue tasted the complex flavor. To intensify her sensations, I gently pinched her nose with my right hand, forcing her mouth to open and close.

"Your mouth is mine, and your body is mine too."

"Mmm," she couldn't speak anymore, her thighs rubbing together. I'm sure her genitals were overflowing again.

I figured since she came out here to find solace and satisfy what she couldn't get this morning, I had to serve her properly.

I pulled my fingers out, ready to attack her genitals. I placed my palm on her slightly protruding vulva, intending to go straight for the hard thing. I rubbed three fingers at the entrance a few times before slowly pushing them in. Because the entrance was already wet, although I could feel the narrowness of her vagina, my three fingers still went in smoothly.

She frowned and struggled to accept my three fingers. I changed from gentle and slow to continuous and powerful thrusting. Her moans grew louder and louder. She grabbed my wrist with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other.

"Lifting up her clothes and squeezing her own breasts"

—what a beautiful sight!

I added my little finger as well, making it four fingers in total. She went wild. I could now spread my fingers slightly inside, and the splashing sound sometimes even drowned out her moans.

I would also occasionally take my hand out and put it in her mouth, letting her suck on it, stroking her cheeks, leaving her face covered in her own fluids—so dirty, so lewd.

After a few moments, I felt her waist gradually rise, and her moans became faster and faster. Under the lewd power of my four fingers, she achieved an orgasm she couldn't get at home. Her whole body trembled continuously, her buttocks raised and lingering, while my fingers were constantly being contracted by the muscles inside her vagina. Her expression of ecstasy was truly unforgettable.

"That felt so good, you were amazing," she said, taking a full two minutes to open her eyes with satisfaction.

"It's my turn to help you, I'll make you go to heaven too."

"Okay," I replied, already looking forward to it.

She unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started sucking and swallowing it without using her hands.

Perhaps because she had just orgasmed and was so excited, she was giving me a particularly vigorous blowjob today, not only licking my testicles very clean but also swallowing my penis all the way down her throat, with only some pubic hair visible rubbing against her face.

I held her ponytail with one hand and pinched her throat with the other, feeling her throat being continuously dilated by the foreign object.

Soon, my penis was covered in her saliva, and I realized I was coming.

My left hand was still gripping her ponytail, while my right hand moved to her breasts. My right hand kept pulling her nipples down, while my left hand pressed her head down in coordination. I released my pent-up desire from the past few days into her mouth and throat.

She opened her hazy eyes, startled, because I hadn't given her any warning. But her mouth didn't leave; even after I ejaculated, I still thrust forcefully into her mouth a few more times—the hot, wet feeling was wonderful.

To my surprise, after I calmed down, she lifted her face, her mouth open, revealing only a thin stream of semen inside.

"You swallowed it?"

"Mmm... Does it feel good?

" "That's great! Why didn't you spit it out?"

"Well... since it's already in my throat, it's faster to swallow it without having to go through my tongue.

" "You're such a good girl!"

"This is the first time I've ever swallowed it."

"You're so good to me."

"Yeah, you only realized that now, was it good?

" "It was great!"

"Is there any water for me to rinse my mouth?"

"I don't have any, and I just ran out of toilet paper."

"What should we do?"

"Let's just go back like this, isn't it nice to have my scent? You're most beautiful like this!"

"You're so naughty."

Actually, there were tissues in the back of the car, but I wanted her husband to be able to see and smell evidence of her promiscuity when she got home.

When I let her out of the car, perhaps because four fingers were inside at the same time, she seemed to walk with a less than smooth gait, slowly and awkwardly.

When we parted, I paid special attention to her face; her beautiful face had some translucent, dried marks, and when I kissed her goodbye, I could smell the metallic taste in her breath. I figured she would probably go to the bathroom to wash up when she got home.

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...

A promiscuous married woman is different; she absolutely refused to tell her husband about this experience. Only after I begged and pleaded did she slowly reveal it. I interrogated her for a long time before she told me some details of what happened. Of course, she couldn't remember many details, but I still managed to get as much information as possible out of her. When

she was 18, she had a crush on a senior who was a year ahead of her. According to her description, he wasn't a good person either. She heard that he often caused trouble on and off campus and was quite a prominent figure. But young girls have this kind of idol worship mentality, and she was very infatuated with him.

At that time, she was an innocent girl; she had never been kissed or even held hands with anyone. She was definitely not the slut she is now. Because she was precocious, her body proportions were actually quite good.

She often fantasized about holding hands with her senior, taking walks, and going on trips together, but little did she know that before any of those things happened, her virginity had already been rudely taken by him.

At school, she often hung out with a group of female classmates who were with her senior, hoping to get closer to him. However, she didn't talk to him much; in her mind, he was merely aware of her existence.

On the eve of summer vacation, she happened to run into her senior outside the school on her way home. Perhaps he was free, because he struck up a conversation with her. She was overjoyed, but also shy and nervous. She couldn't really hear what he was saying anymore; she just kept nodding and smiling. So when he suggested going to see an MTV (a popular place when she was young), she naturally smiled and nodded, following closely beside him. Although she had never been to an MTV

before, she was already out of her control, hypnotized by her senior's laughter. She couldn't remember what movie he chose at the MTV because all she could see was this incredibly charming senior. However, she was genuinely shocked when they entered the room.

The room was dimly lit. Besides a large TV, a toilet, and a sofa, there was a large bed. She couldn't understand why a large bed was needed to watch a movie, but she followed her senior into the room, not caring much about the strange looks from the male waiters.

She thought that being able to share a room with her senior was something she had dreamed of all year. At first, her senior was quite well-behaved, sitting quietly on the sofa watching the movie, occasionally chatting and joking with her. She told herself that she must remember this wonderful day; and indeed, she could never forget it.

Because what happened next surprised her greatly. Her senior took her hand and leaned against her, whispering, "Actually, I've been noticing you for a long time." (I think this is what people say when they're driven by lust.) The senior

student held her delicate hands, playing with them, and then whispered sweet nothings, making the junior feel light and comfortable.

He moved closer and closer, leaning on her shoulder and kissing her ears and cheeks, before offering her his first kiss. Because she had no experience, she let him do as he pleased, until his hands restlessly touched her firm breasts, at which point she became aware of his intentions.

Faced with the man she admired, this naive and wanton woman was powerless to refuse; her hands seemed paralyzed, her body completely at his mercy. He first touched her entire body through her clothes, rubbing and pinching as he pleased. Her body, never touched by anyone before, was being caressed by a complete stranger.

She didn't know when, but her hand was raised, and the senior started to take off her top. It was the first time a boy had ripped her clothes open, and her instinctive reaction was to cover her breasts. But the senior was, after all, experienced; he pushed her hand away and pulled down her bra, revealing her breasts.

He kissed and squeezed them. My wife told me she was more nervous than excited. Before she could even see what was happening, he had already taken out his penis and placed it in her mouth.

My wife said she was terrified; she hadn't expected a man's penis to be so big. But she didn't get to admire it for long because he had already shoved it into her mouth. Since it was her first time taking a man's penis, she didn't know how to proceed, so she just let him do it in her mouth. She only smelled a fishy taste, and the penis kept swelling in her mouth, making her gag repeatedly.

After giving her senior oral sex, the married woman was placed on the bed. Only then did she realize why there was a bed inside; the room with a bed was, of course, something her senior had requested from the front desk beforehand.

She was spread out on the bed like a doll, and she didn't dare to move. She remembered that her senior didn't spend much time; he quickly straddled her, put on a condom, spread her vulva with his hands, and thrust his penis into her vagina, ignoring her feelings and pushing hard. The married woman was in excruciating pain and had no mind to consider or enjoy this first sexual experience.

She felt time was dragging on endlessly. A stranger was thrusting his hot, enormous penis into her body, her breasts were being squeezed by large hands, and her senior's tongue was constantly licking and swallowing her mouth.

Because of the pain, she cried out, which attracted the attention of a waiter knocking on the door. Luckily, her senior had placed a chair in front of the door, so this erotic scene wasn't seen by anyone else.

She didn't know when her senior ejaculated; she only felt his movements stop with a violent thrust. It all felt like a dream, and she had lost her virginity to him.

When her senior saw the bloodstains on the sheets, he said, "Huh, you're a virgin? Why didn't you say so beforehand? I thought you already had experience." "

After that, her senior slept with her a few more times. At the time, she felt her job was to please him, to be completely at his mercy, and to cooperate fully. As summer vacation ended and he transferred schools, they gradually drifted apart and lost contact.

From then on, this slut embarked on her promiscuous life, and it was only thanks to this senior's guidance that she became so submissive and obedient to men afterward. One can only say that meeting her at any point in her adult life was incredibly lucky, both sexually and in terms of luck!"

===

...

That night, I went to a nightclub with friends, hoping to find some other "hunts." Unexpectedly, my wife, upon hearing we were going out, immediately insisted on coming along. She quickly arranged for the children to be settled, and her husband was already away on a business trip. My hunting plans were obviously ruined, but having her around wasn't bad either.

These friends were from my circle; she hadn't met any of them, but our group knew her story inside and out and was very excited about her joining us. Of course, we couldn't meet at her usual nightclubs to avoid running into acquaintances.

The children were settled at her mother's house, and we agreed to meet at the club entrance at 10 pm. She was dressed relatively conservatively that day, perhaps because she was leaving her mother's house and couldn't dress too provocatively, but she still exuded a mature woman's sexiness.

She was wearing a red suit, short-sleeved, with a deep V-neck, and the hem reaching mid-thigh, paired with white sequined high heels. I watched her get out of the taxi; several young men queuing outside the nightclub were staring at her, her long, beautiful legs in high heels truly alluring.

I gently took her hand and led her to our private room. Perhaps because we rarely appeared together in public, and she was about to meet my gang of friends for the first time, she seemed particularly shy and uncomfortable today, gripping my arm tightly. Fortunately, the nightclub lights weren't too bright to begin with, and once inside, her hand relaxed, becoming less tense.

When she entered the private room, all my friends stared at her intently. Later, they told me that because they already knew about her exploits, the familiar feeling they had when they saw her was really special—it felt like they'd all been with her but hadn't actually touched her. She greeted everyone, and although there were two other girls in our group, all the attention was on her.

My friends kept winking at me, as if praising my taste and her beauty. Because we were the last to go in, I had to sit on the far end, with her sandwiched between me and my friends. My friend was really enjoying himself; the room was small and crowded, and her thighs were constantly being rubbed against him. He had completely forgotten about his female companion.

Her easygoing personality quickly made her one of everyone's friends, and soon she was laughing and playing games with them. My friends were very respectful, calling her "sister-in-law" and constantly toasting her; it seemed my friend had a plan to get her drunk.

While she was chatting with my friend, I wasn't idle either; my hands roamed over her hips, waist, and thighs, making the others feel uncomfortable, a mixture of envy and jealousy. Her cleavage, visible through her deep V-neck, was also clearly visible as she poured drinks for others. After a few rounds, she turned to me and whispered that she couldn't drink anymore, grabbing me and insisting we go dancing to sober up, swaying as we walked out.

I winked at my friends, signaling if they wanted to come dance with us. A few of them leered and followed us out.

Like the first chapter of a married woman's story, I didn't hold back while dancing. Swaying to the music, my hands kept kneading her body. She must have drunk quite a bit, as she was rather tipsy. So even though I was humiliating her like this in front of everyone, she didn't care at all, only focusing on enjoying the slightly drunk and noisy atmosphere with her eyes closed.

We swayed face to face, our bodies pressed together. Her breasts, which were originally for breastfeeding a child, were now pressed against my chest, squeezing against me. My hands were also pinching her buttocks, making my hard little brother sway against her abdomen.

My friend, watching from the side, was dumbfounded and burning with lust. He gave me a wink and then ran behind the slut, gesturing for me to remove my hands. Apparently, he was planning this—a risky move, but seeing so many people crowded the dance floor, I let go.

My friend then placed his hands on the married woman's buttocks!

This was something I hadn't expected at first, to humiliate this good wife and mother in this way.

She didn't seem to realize my hands had been replaced, still enjoying the stimulation of the music. My friend lightly pinched her buttocks, looking like he was about to ejaculate; it seemed he was really getting off easy.

Finally back in the private room, we ate and drank to replenish our energy. My friend had obviously told the other guys about his experience, and every single one of them was staring at the slut with envy. They started inviting her to play games and drink again.

Another friend came up to me and whispered, "Should we get her drunk and take her with us?"

I shook my head. I admit I can get a little wild sometimes. Letting others take advantage of me is one thing, but having sex with her while she's drunk is another. Unless I get her permission, I wouldn't be that immoral.

She turned to me and said, "I need to use the restroom. Come with me." "

As her protector, it was my duty, of course. But at the same time, I remembered someone suggesting on a forum that married women should go out without bras. At the restroom door, I quickly told her, 'Take off your bra and panties and give them to me.'

'No way!'

'I want to see what color you're wearing today!'

'There are too many people,' she said, turning and going into the restroom.

Damn it, my plan failed, so I had to wait for her outside.

When she came out, I looked at her breasts very carefully. Her bra was still on, so I had to take her hand and walk through the crowd towards the private room.

Suddenly, I felt something soft in my hand. I picked it up and saw it was a dark-colored, semi-transparent cotton panty."

She actually listened to me and handed me her underwear. I immediately led her to a corner, her back against the wall, and whispered in her ear, "You're my good wife!"

Quickly, I pulled up her skirt from behind and ran my fingers over her private parts; sure enough, it was wet. Because there were too many people, we couldn't linger there. I took her hand with my wet fingers and led her back to the private room.

I didn't tell my friends she wasn't wearing anything, because even if they wanted to see, they wouldn't be able to see anything in the dim light.

Back in the room, my friends still tried desperately to get her drunk, but she knew better and refused many drinks, unable to let these lecherous men succeed further; she could only watch with envy.

It was past 1 a.m., time to move on to the next round. My friends saw us off with envious glances, and we took a taxi straight to M. When we arrived, she seemed to be already asleep; after all, she'd drunk quite a bit, and she was completely sprawled on the bed.

I, who had thought the real show was about to begin, was suddenly at a loss. Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, I thought, how could I not put out the fire tonight? So I began my assault, pulling up her red dress without a word until her beautiful breasts were exposed. I ripped off her bra, and my mouth set its sights on those pink nipples, sucking hard.

My hands were also busy, caressing her opening and occasionally probing inside. Whether it was due to the alcohol or exhaustion, she didn't seem to react much to my actions. Of course, she still moaned a little, but it was quieter than usual. She lay there listlessly, letting me do as I pleased.

So I had a new idea. Since she was less conscious today, I might as well enjoy her body and humiliate this married woman even more.

The first thing I did was leave hickeys on her breasts. I was so high at that point that I didn't consider whether her husband would catch me later. I started sucking hard on her left nipple, then gently biting it a few times until she felt pain. Sure enough, a deep red hickey had been left, an indelible mark of my infidelity. Luckily, her husband wouldn't be back for a few more days.

I grabbed her cheeks and started kissing her. The woman, reeking of alcohol, was so drunk I doubted she could tell who was who even if it were my friend kissing her now. Although she was drunk, her tongue was still very cooperative. I moved it around in her mouth, and she swallowed my saliva, making some lewd panting sounds.

My right hand was already inside her, three fingers inserted into her vagina, going deeper and deeper with each thrust. Her juices flowed like a stream, soaking the sheets.

It was her turn to serve. I finally managed to lift her up and let her lie down slightly. My pants were already off. I grabbed her hair with one hand and used the other to shove my penis into her mouth. My cock was already as big as it could be in her mouth. I pushed it forcefully deep into her throat. I no longer saw her as my usually dignified wife. At this moment, she was my bitch, and I possessed her.

I pinched her nose and shoved my penis deeper and deeper into her mouth until she choked a little. When I pulled it out, her mouth and the area around her mouth were covered with my secretions and her own saliva.

After playing for a while, my penis started to feel sore in her mouth. It was time to try something else. So I turned her over and laid her on the bed. I thrust my penis directly into her long-awaited vagina.

Tonight, I used all my strength, trying to break her vagina with my penis, each thrust fast and hard. My hands were on her buttocks, trying to spread them open so I could admire her contracting anus.

I placed my two thumbs at the entrance of her anus, trying to pry her anus open, mixed with the vaginal fluid, and I actually managed to insert half of my two thumbs in. I maintained this position for a while until my hands got tired and I finally let go.

Thanks to the effort of my thumb, her anus was slightly open, and my penis easily entered her rectum. Plus, because I'd been drinking, it wasn't as sensitive, allowing me to last longer. Tonight, I could properly enjoy this married woman's backyard. I maintained a certain force and frequency, continuously playing with my sex toy, and for about ten minutes, I didn't pull my penis out of her back door.

Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pulled away from her anus, leaving a large cavity. I ejaculated all my semen that I'd accumulated tonight onto her large anus; some went directly into the hole, while some scattered on her vulva—it was a truly satisfying release.

Afterwards, I was completely exhausted. I didn't even have the strength to wipe away the semen; I simply collapsed beside her and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, she was coming out of the bathroom. She said, "Did you do something to me last night? It feels so sore down there, like it's tearing."

"You were very good yesterday, very obedient."

"Really? I don't remember much, I was too drunk."

"Well, since that's the case, let's relive the past."

"No, I need to rest down there, I feel tired. How about I give you oral sex?"

"Okay, we'll see how you do."

Then, as usual, she diligently swallowed and sucked my penis. My penis was actually a little sore after last night, but since someone wanted to serve me, I didn't refuse. I lay on the bed and let her taste her breakfast. About ten minutes later, as usual, I cupped her cheeks and ejaculated into her mouth.

"Let me put it in there for a moment."

She could only nod, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed my penis slowly shrinking in her mouth. I crossed my arms behind my head and lay motionless on the bed. She could only maintain the same position, afraid that my semen would spill from the corners of her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing. She held my penis in her mouth for about five minutes before I slowly pulled it out. Besides swallowing the semen, she also cleaned my penis thoroughly.

After last night and her semen-sucking technique, I was able to rest for a full half week. I must say, she is truly a rare and wonderful wife!

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Wedding banquets, as the name suggests, require formal attire. For men, it's simple—just a suit is enough. For women, however, there are more options; clothing and makeup require careful consideration.

That night, when I saw the married woman's outfit, my head and scalp immediately went blank, almost painfully so.

She wore a small pearl necklace, a black short dress with thin straps, a low-cut neckline that nearly exposed her breasts, and a bare back with almost no clothing covering her. She paired it with sparkly black high heels, and her wedding ring completed the look—a complete socialite's outfit, perfectly complementing her figure and status.

Most importantly, after getting into the car, she immediately pulled her dress up, and I saw something! She had specifically gone out without underwear, just as I had told her to—how awesome!

When she arrived, almost all her friends stared at her with their mouths agape and bloodshot eyes. The friend who had pinched her butt on the dance floor last time immediately came over to greet her and hovered around her all night, waiting for another chance to strike.

That night, she sat almost the entire time next to me. Friends would often come over to chat with us, but they would always choose to stand in front of us, perhaps so they could easily admire the married woman's figure. They also frequently came over to ask us to drink, it seemed they were still trying hard to get this good wife drunk.

The married woman seemed to be particularly restrained tonight and didn't drink too much. She just obediently leaned against me, and I hugged her, occasionally putting my arm around her shoulder, whispering in her ear, and gently stroking her smooth back. Occasionally, when no one was paying attention, we would go to a corner of the room for a quick kiss, and I would slip my hand inside her clothes to pinch her beautiful breasts.

The happy night passed quickly, and before we knew it, it was already 2 a.m. Most of our friends had left, leaving only the homeowner, the friend who had touched my buttocks, the friend who suggested getting the married woman drunk, and the two of us in the living room. The homeowner suggested that since the remaining people were all close friends, he would bring out something to share with us.

He turned around and took out some rolled marijuana. The married woman was surprised and asked if I had ever smoked it. I told her that I had, and that marijuana is not addictive, but it will give you a short-lived high, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

She was initially quite resistant, but she couldn't resist my persuasion, and she took a puff with us.

After taking a puff, she passed it to the next friend, and her expression immediately became very strange. Her eyes became unfocused yet joyful. Although she was slightly tipsy tonight, her expression was hazy, somewhat like the look after an orgasm.

My fingers slid along her arm, and she turned her head and whispered, "How can you be so sensitive? It's like you get an electric shock when you touch me."

"Yeah, it amplifies all your senses."

We took turns taking a puff, chatting and laughing. Every joke was particularly funny. The married woman was very relaxed, lying comfortably on the sofa. I didn't remind her that if she lay too far back, her vulva might be exposed.

My hand then moved to her firm thighs, gently rubbing them up and down. She closed her eyes and blurted out, "So comfortable." "

I glanced at my friends present; each of them was already harboring wicked thoughts, staring at the married woman. I nodded to them, and one of them went to the stereo and played some soothing music. My friend quickly sat down next to her, looking closely at her face. Another went behind her, looking down at her face and breasts.

At this moment, the slut seemed to be enjoying herself; she closed her eyes, her head swaying to the music.

The friend sitting next to her imitated me, placing one hand on her thigh. Seeing that the married woman didn't react, he started rubbing his hand on her thigh.

Since the married woman was so engrossed, I secretly pushed her skirt up. At first, my friends didn't notice, but when I pulled her skirt up, they showed expressions of surprise and admiration. The married woman's vulva and pubic hair were now visible to everyone."

The married woman placed one hand on her abdomen, making her chest rise and fall more noticeably. I whispered in her ear, "Do you love me?"

"I love you," she whispered back.

"Open your mouth."

She obediently opened her mouth, and I touched her lips and tongue with my fingers, while my friends watched intently. Then I told her, "Stick your tongue out."

She stuck out her little tongue, and I glanced at my friend standing above her. He was already prepared; he leaned close to her face, spat into her mouth, and then stuck his own tongue into her mouth and began to suckle. I

really never imagined that I would share this slut with her. Her husband and family had no idea that she was about to be violated by several young men, and that she was about to taste many different penises.

The married woman, her eyes closed, cooperated by French kissing my friend. My other friend and I had already moved from her thighs to her genitals, and we were frantically rubbing her vulva. My friend even impatiently inserted his fingers into her vagina. The slut trembled all over as if she had been electrocuted, and she whispered, "So good."

The homeowner filmed the whole thing on his phone and said, "It really is just as you said, he's really lewd."

I pulled down her bra strap, revealing her soft breasts. We each pinched her breasts, squeezing them until they were completely deformed, and her nipples were slightly swollen, but she still kept her eyes closed, letting out soft moans with her breathing.

We let her take another puff to get her even more into it. We took turns French kissing her for a minute each, her mouth and face covered in our saliva. We all cooperated by removing all her clothes, leaving only her pearl necklace and wedding ring.

"You can't tell she's had a child," my friend said.

"Yeah, how come her figure is still so good? Although her breasts are a bit softer, they're still very nice to squeeze."

She was still sprawled on the sofa, letting us touch and kiss her body. Our fingers kept going in and out of her vagina, sometimes with two hands inside at the same time. The small hole was stretched wide open by us, and the flesh around it became red and swollen. Those who weren't penetrating her sucked on her breasts and in her mouth at will.

Since there were several of us guys, the sofa wasn't ideally positioned at certain angles. After clearing the clutter from the coffee table in the living room, we worked together to lift her up. We spread her legs and started taking off our pants, ready to enjoy this beautiful wife sitting on the table.

The friend who had touched her buttocks before couldn't wait to put his penis in her mouth after taking off his pants. Because I was next to her face, I grabbed her head with one hand and opened her mouth with the other, allowing my friend to easily insert his penis.

"Her mouth feels so good, so warm," he said, slowly thrusting into her mouth.

"A little harder, don't go so slowly," another friend said.

My friend wasn't going to back down, and he worked hard, moving his penis in her mouth. My friend's penis wasn't thick, but it was quite long. Because her head was tilted back, my friend could insert it directly into her throat. The lovely married woman couldn't make a sound, and could only breathe heavily through her nose.

The married woman held my penis with one hand, while the other hand was busy stroking my friend's penis, but she wasn't really masturbating us. Perhaps because of the deep throating, it wasn't very comfortable for her.

The fourth friend had already put on a condom, and my friend and I each lifted her beautiful legs to allow my friend to enter her.

After my friend inserted, she let out a low moan.

"Damn, so tight, didn't you have a child? How come you're still so tight? It feels so good!"

"Really? Hurry up, I want some too," another friend said eagerly.

"Go play somewhere else first,"

I said, turning to the married woman's ear. "Is it comfortable?"

"Mmm...so comfortable," she answered, swallowing hard.

"How about my friend puts it in her ass tonight?"

"...Mmm..." she answered shyly.

I turned to my friend and said, "Don't forget to put it in her ass later."

"Wow, that's awesome!"

Perhaps because it was so stimulating, my friend, who was deep-throating, suddenly got too excited when he heard that he could put it in her ass later. He pushed hard into the married woman's throat, pouring all his semen into his lovely wife's throat. She choked a few times, seemingly not very comfortable, but my friend didn't intend to pull his penis out. He continued to push it in her throat.

"Swallow it,"

the married woman had no choice but to forcefully swallow his semen. My friend finally pulled his penis out, and the woman's entire mouth was filled with thick semen and saliva. What a beautiful but slutty woman. I suddenly had an idea. I gathered everyone together, except for the friend who was currently penetrating her vagina. I ordered the beautiful woman to open her mouth, and everyone spat on her face. Actually, we were aiming for her mouth, but we still ended up spitting all over her face.

I squatted down and asked her in her ear, "My friend is going to penetrate your little chrysanthemum." "

...Mmm...be gentle,"

she was so obedient. I said to my friend who was already inside her, "You've had your fun today, so hurry up and penetrate."

"It feels so good!"

He immediately pulled out and pushed hard into the woman's anus, but he seemed unable to find the right spot. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it in, causing the woman to keep crying out in pain.

"Will it work or not?"

"It's so tight."

I turned to the married woman and said, "Honey, turn over and lie face down."

She obediently turned over and lay face down on the table. My friend and I each pried one of her buttocks apart. Her anus was now clearly visible, and we indirectly opened a small gap in the opening. My friend quickly thrust forward, unable to restrain himself, desperately pushing his penis in without backing down. We watched helplessly as his penis disappeared inch by inch into her anus until it was no longer visible. Then the married woman was relentlessly penetrated. This little hole, which even her husband had never conquered, was now being vented on by a stranger whose name she didn't even know.

Another friend lifted her head up and thrust his penis into her mouth. Watching this married woman have all her orifices used in turn was both heartbreaking and exciting. I guessed that after tonight she would have difficulty walking, and the fishy smell in her mouth would probably linger for a week. When she spoke in front of other children's parents, her classmates' fathers would probably smell her shamelessness.

When my friend ejaculated in her anus, she screamed loudly. At the same time, she must have had her first orgasm of the night, her whole body trembling and moaning incessantly. We watched with great interest; humiliating this child's mother was our only job tonight.

I turned her over so she was lying flat on the table again. Using this uncomfortable position, I entered her anus. Her throat was continuously being gang-raped, her usually demure mouth becoming a urinal for us guys as we vigorously ejaculated inside. As if that wasn't enough, another friend kept slapping her soft breasts, leaving bright red handprints on her breasts. We also took turns kneading her nipples, which were red and swollen.

After all, anal sex isn't something you can do every day. We all ejaculated inside her anus. She was already exhausted and lay on the table, completely at our mercy. White semen continued to flow from her anus. After each of us ejaculated without a condom, we moved our penises into her mouth so she could clean them.

After playing for several hours, everyone was exhausted and collapsed on the sofa, fast asleep. When I woke up, the sun had already risen.

However, the married woman was still hungover, so I shook her awake and suggested we have one more round before she left. Everyone, of course, agreed.

Since she hadn't worn any clothes the night before, only a thin blanket, we only needed to lift the blanket to insert directly into her vagina. Her vagina still retained the moisture and warmth from several hours ago, and we easily entered her one after another. We enjoyed this mature married woman in her semi-sleep state.

We had a wicked idea: after each of us had 10 minutes of thrusting, we would ejaculate into a mug to add some spice to the married woman's breakfast.

The wife didn't fully wake up for two hours. Only when she was fully awake did she realize the foolish thing she had done the night before. She was speechless, blushing with shame. It was only after I kept comforting her and assuring her that no one would know about what happened last night that she calmed down a little.

So the landlord made her a cup of coffee to perk her up. After thanking him, she slowly drank her beverage, putting on her clothes one by one in front of everyone. Under her skirt, traces of semen slowly trickled from her anus.

We watched helplessly as this slut swallowed all four of our semen along with her coffee. She truly was our offspring inside and out.

Before I took her away, I reminded her to kiss everyone goodbye before letting her go. She stood shyly at the door, and my friend took the initiative to come forward and dabble his tongue in her mouth. Of course, her skirt was lifted up, her breasts were exposed, and her whole body was ravaged by everyone's hands. Only then did this hot mom's unforgettable night end.

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