Having an affair with a married woman [The End]

I was really bored a while ago and wanted to do something fun. So I created a QQ account and named it "Want to Fuck You." As soon as I logged on, someone added me; it was a woman's profile picture. :) So I chatted with her. She said her husband was away on a business trip, and she was home alone with nothing to do. She added me because she wanted some excitement. We chatted for a few days, then we talked on the phone. It really was a woman. We had sex over the phone; I masturbated while talking, and it felt great. Later, we agreed to meet. I went to her place. On the train, we talked on the phone, and she said she had booked a room for me, right in front of the station square. Room 617.

When I got off the train, it was already 9 PM. As soon as I exited the train station, I saw the hotel. Since we had agreed I would go directly to the hotel and meet the next day, I walked towards the hotel. At the front desk, I told the receptionist, "My friend booked a room for me, 617. Please give me the key." Then I took out my ID card.

At that moment, another person came in and went to the front desk; it was a woman. I glanced at her and thought it must be her. She asked the receptionist, "Hello, has the guest in room 617 arrived?" I said, "Yes, that's me :) Are you **?" Her face flushed instantly. We took the keys and went upstairs. I put my things away while she went to the restroom. When she came out, she said, "You must be hungry. Let me take you to eat." So we went downstairs. She said the food here was mostly spicy, but I don't eat spicy food, so we went to KFC. She rode a small scooter with me, and I sat on the back, putting my hand on her waist. That was our first touch. She trembled slightly and said she was ticklish. I took my hand back and said, "Hehe, it feels nice." I bet her face turned red.

We ate something at KFC and went back to the hotel. She said, "It's too late today, I have to go home. I'll call you tomorrow morning." I said, "Okay." Then she took her bag and left.

I took a shower, rummaged through the trash can, and found a sanitary napkin with blood on it. Turns out I got my period today. No wonder. I played with the napkin while masturbating, ejaculating all over it, a red and white stain…

I didn't sleep well that night, kept dreaming about making love with her.

Around 6 a.m., I felt really hungry. So I went out to eat. It was my first time here, and although it was only 28 degrees Celsius in the morning, the air was incredibly humid. I was drenched in sweat after only a short walk. I felt incredibly weak. I found a soy milk shop and ordered a bowl of iced soy milk and two fried dough sticks. I forced myself to eat, even though I had no appetite.

Around 8 a.m., she still hadn't called me. I called her. She said she had just gotten up and was on her way. It

started raining. Around 9 a.m., she arrived. She said it started raining as soon as she went out, and she was worried I'd be waiting, so she hadn't gone home to get an umbrella.

She also ordered a bowl of soy milk. After a while, the rain subsided a bit.

I suggested we walk back to the hotel. So we strolled together in the light rain. Back at the hotel, we turned on the TV to watch cartoons. She sat on the left side of the bed, and I sat on the right. After about ten minutes, she spoke, saying she needed to go to the bathroom to wash her hair, otherwise she'd catch a cold. She went to the bathroom. I followed, holding the showerhead for her and pouring it over her head. After she finished washing, I dried her off with a towel. We came out of the bathroom. I sat back on the bed, and she walked to the window, looking outside.

Watching her back, my penis hardened again. I went behind her and hugged her from behind. She trembled slightly but didn't resist. I pressed my penis against her buttocks, tucked her hair behind her ear with one hand, and took her earlobe into my mouth, licking it with my tongue. She let out a soft moan and instinctively straightened her body. I pulled her back towards the edge of the bed, sat down, and she sat down too, almost breaking my penis. I yelped. She quickly asked what was wrong, and I said, "You broke my penis." She said, "Really?" I said, "You have to pay me back," and pulled her hand to my penis. Her face turned bright red, and she pulled her hand back.

I hugged her and kissed her lips. Her mouth was tightly closed, and I began to advance, until finally our tongues intertwined. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she didn't know where to put her hands. I liked her shy look.

I laid her down on the bed and pressed my body against hers. I reached under her clothes and touched her breasts through her bra, while my mouth was on her ear, sucking on it. My other hand was about to attack her genitals, but she pushed me away. She held my hand: "No, I'm not feeling well today." I said: "I know, you're on your period, aren't you?" She was surprised. I took the sanitary napkin from the bedside table drawer and showed her the dried-out stuff on it. She quickly reached for it, and as I put the sanitary napkin back in the drawer, I reached my hand inside her pants. I whispered in her ear: "Let's run a red light!" She just closed her eyes and didn't say a word. I took off her clothes, her bra. She covered her breasts with her hands, shy like a virgin. I pulled her hands away and began to suckle her breasts. Her nipples quickly hardened under my tongue. I took off her pants too.

Then I went to the bathroom to get a bath towel and laid it on the bed. I slowly took off her underwear, revealing a sanitary napkin with bright red dots in the middle. I brought my face close and smelled it. The fishy smell... She shyly reached out to cover herself, pulling the towel over herself, which reminded me of my ex-girlfriend, who was just as shy the first time.

I thrust a few times, advancing cautiously, and when I was fully inside, she held me tightly.

I began to thrust, indulging in the sensation within her tight, narrow passage, stimulating and pleasurable.

At first, she simply held me tightly, letting me thrust inside her, but slowly her abdomen began to arch upwards, welcoming my entry, and she moaned.

I asked in her ear: "Are you starting to understand what an orgasm feels like?" She said I hated it: p Hehe, I squeezed her breasts tightly with my hands, thrusting forcefully, making a slapping sound, and the faint smell of fluid. (Sound: After about half an hour, her legs tightened, and she made a "plop" sound from her lower body. I knew she had orgasmed.) (It's strange, every woman I've slept with releases gas after orgasm. I've looked it up online; it's called vaginal flatulence, but when I asked other netizens, they didn't know anything about it. Has anyone else had similar experiences?)

I was worried she couldn't handle it, so I asked if she wanted to rest for a while. She nodded, so I pulled out and knelt down on her lower body to see if there would be a lot of bleeding. Luckily, there wasn't. Actually, I already knew, because I've run red lights with my girlfriend before, and at first there would be some bleeding, but after we got really into it, it was just a little fluid, no bleeding.)

I gently wiped her lower body with a tissue, then held her as we lay down. We chatted.

I asked her if this was her first time. She said yes. She said that although her husband's penis wasn't much different from mine, they weren't compatible. Every time they had sex, she was always dry, even though her husband would tease her. She would dry up quickly and feel pain, so she just hoped her husband would finish quickly. Therefore, she never had an orgasm.

I hugged her and told her it was probably psychological. I said, "If it really doesn't work, next time you have sex with him, imagine him as me." She said, "That won't do! What if I call him by the wrong name?!" :) As I spoke, I played with her breasts and genitals. Soon, her breathing became more rapid, and she became wet. I asked her if she wanted more. She said, "Don't ask anymore, do whatever you want."

I had her lie face down on the bed with her buttocks raised, and I fucked her from behind, one hand around her waist, the other playing with her breasts. Watching my penis move deep and shallow at her entrance, I felt a unique excitement. After a while, she couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the bed. I spread her legs and lay on top of her from behind, sucking on her back and neck. Her moans grew louder. I was nervous, afraid the hotel staff would come (after all, we were in a strange city, unfamiliar with everyone). I ejaculated quickly.

After my penis went soft, I pulled out and carried her to the bathroom. We showered together, and I carefully cleaned her genitals, removing all the fluids. She gently rubbed my back with her feet. I squatted in the bathtub, looking up at her vulva, watching the water from the showerhead hit her breasts, flow down her body, and trickle down her pubic hair...

Under the shower, I penetrated her from behind again. Water splashed on her back and flowed down, my penis repeatedly throbbing against her wetness and the warm water. Later, I carried her back to bed. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

I don't know how long we slept, but I was woken up by her phone call. It was her husband calling. She was talking to him on the phone, and I got hard again. I gently touched her genitals. She endured the phone call. After hanging up, we didn't do anything more. We went sightseeing. On the cable car, we started kissing passionately again...

That night, she went home, and I returned to the hotel.

The next day, she knocked on the door early. I opened the door, saw it was her, pulled her into my arms, closed the door, and threw her onto the bed. I started taking off her clothes. After taking off her underwear, I saw a little bit of blood on the sanitary napkin, but it was negligible. When I touched her vulva, I found it was already very wet. I pulled my penis out from the side of her underwear and inserted it directly. She started moaning. I fucked her hard. Until I ejaculated.

After our desire subsided, she told me her husband would be back in the afternoon and she couldn't stay with me. I said, "Oh." She asked if I was angry. I said no, you belong to him anyway. She quickly hugged me and kissed me.

I said, "What are you doing?" She said not to make me angry.

I said, "Then you should serve me properly." She said she didn't know how. I pressed her head down and said, "Lick my penis!"

She backed away, and I turned away, no longer looking at her. After a while, I felt my penis being sucked. I looked and saw her squatting by the bed, sucking my penis. I said, "It would have been better if you had done this earlier. Come to bed." I pulled her onto the bed, but I saw tears in her eyes. I said, "What are you doing? If you don't want to, then forget it. I didn't force you."

She didn't say anything, turned her head away, and started licking me. She didn't know how to lick me to make me feel good at all, and her stiff movements hurt me a lot.

I had her spread her legs, straddling me, her head directly above my penis. I told her not to let her teeth touch it, and I quietly admired her genitals. Beautiful. I gently blew on them, and I trembled, almost sitting on my face. At that moment, she was wet again. I laughed and said, "You're such a slut." She didn't say anything and continued licking. I said, "Fuck you, it feels so good. Your husband is so lucky." She licked, and I said this. After a while, I felt cool liquid dripping onto my leg. At first, I thought it was her saliva, but then I realized it seemed to be her tears. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say, just continued giving me oral sex.

I didn't know what to do, so I took her genitals into my mouth. She suddenly went limp on top of me, her vaginal opening enveloped by my mouth. I gently licked every inch of her private parts with the tip of my tongue, hearing her muffled moans from her mouth, which was blocked by my penis, and her tears flowed even more profusely. I licked her anus with the tip of my tongue, and she went crazy, sucking my penis tightly and grabbing my legs with both hands. I gestured for her to lick my anus too, and she did. We frantically licked every inch of each other's skin, wanting to crush each other inside our bodies.

She left at 12 o'clock. I stood at the window, watching her ride away on her little motorcycle, disappearing from sight.

I checked out of the hotel, went to the station, and bought a ticket to leave.

No farewell, no seeing me off, I left the city...

I didn't go home on the train, but stayed in a nearby city for two days, turning off my phone for two days. I wandered through the unfamiliar city, feeling that loneliness and solitude.

I found myself missing her so much. Really missing her...

So I went back, stayed at that hotel, in the same old room.

I turned on my phone and called her the first thing. She answered after a while. She said she was in a meeting and ran out to answer my call. She asked where I was. I said the usual place, and she said she would come over in the afternoon and told me to wait for her, to definitely wait for her.

Then she hung up.

I went to the supermarket downstairs and bought some drinks and cookies. After going upstairs, I ate something haphazardly, took a nap, and woke up around 12:00 AM. I felt alright and went to shower. Just then, the room phone rang. I rushed to answer it, and a woman's voice came through: "Sir, would you like someone to keep you company?" I said no and hung up. Then someone knocked on the door. Looking through the peephole, I saw it was her. I opened the door, and she came in. As I closed the door and locked it from the inside, she was already clinging tightly to me, not caring that her clothes were wet from my body. She was wearing a light green dress.

I reached out and untied the sash around her waist. Without the sash, the dress came undone; it was just a piece of fabric, big enough to stick your head out, tied with a single sash. I was incredibly excited. I threw the dress on the floor, grabbed her, pushed her underwear aside, and thrust into her. She staggered a few steps, and I followed her to the bed. I started having sex with her. Tears streamed down her face. I asked, "Don't you like it?" She said no. She said she thought I didn't want to see her again because when she came to find me, the hotel staff said she had already checked out and left, and my phone was switched off. She thought I didn't want to talk to her anymore. I said, "You're so stupid," while I was fucking her hard.

I asked her, "Your husband is back, did you two do it?" She thought for a long time but didn't answer. I pressed her repeatedly, and she finally said yes. I couldn't help but get a little angry. She quickly said that she didn't like doing it with him at all, she was just thinking of me while enduring it. I fucked her even harder. She asked me what I thought of her. I said I thought of her as my wife. She cried again, saying no, saying it was impossible, saying don't say that, saying she felt sorry for her husband. I got angry and said, "Damn, you feel sorry for him and he still came to let me fuck you! If you feel sorry for him, why was your cunt already soaking wet when you entered the room!" She asked me again what she thought of her. I said, "What do you think you are? You're just a dog, a bitch, a little bitch who lets me fuck her whenever my dick is hard." Her tears flowed more and more, and she tightly closed her eyes, though she couldn't stop the tears. I got even angrier. After a while, I made her kneel down and fucked her from behind. I made her bark like a dog while fucking her vagina and anus, until she finally ejaculated... I hugged her and said sorry. She said it was okay, that this made her feel less guilty, just like she was raped.

My penis got hard again, and I said I wanted to try anal sex, so I made her stick her butt out. I first inserted my fingers into her vagina a few times to lubricate, and then tried to insert them into her anus. But even though I had already inserted my fingers, I couldn't insert my penis. Afraid of hurting her, I didn't insist. I lay there, and she knelt between my legs, licking my penis. After a while, she went to the toilet and gagged twice to rinse her mouth, saying she wasn't used to the taste. I made her turn over and lie on top of me, licking my anus. I licked her genitals while masturbating, and soon ejaculated, some on her face and some on her hair. Then she immediately went to the bathroom to shower. After returning, she lay down for a while before going back to work, because she had asked for leave to go to the hospital. I asked for her underwear and went downstairs to buy her a new pair. I asked her if she had any problems with her anus. She said nothing was wrong, everything was normal. (Later she told me that after returning to work, she had been passing gas all afternoon, which was very difficult to hold, and she constantly felt the urge to defecate :p)

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