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This woman was 35 years old, 158 cm tall, with a well-proportioned body and delicate features—an 80 out of 100 in appearance. More importantly, she was skilled in bed. Despite her refined appearance and simple, traditional attire, she was incredibly uninhibited once undressed, her moans rising in waves.

I saw her profile on a dating website and added her on QQ. At the time, I didn't have a girlfriend and didn't frequent prostitutes (afraid of their cleanliness), so finding a respectable woman as a sexual partner had always been my dream. After seeing her profile, I thought a 35-year-old woman with a 7-year-old daughter who was still enthusiastic about dating seemed promising, so I added her on QQ.

As expected, her husband was often away on business, only spending a few days a year with her, making her sexually frustrated.

After getting a basic understanding of her family situation and inner thoughts, I gradually steered the conversation towards sex (methods many fellow enthusiasts have described, so I won't repeat them), and after several phone calls, I finally dispelled her guard and aroused her desire.

That day, as agreed beforehand, I booked a room at a hotel in her city (our cities are a two-hour drive apart), and then called to let her know I had arrived. Soon after, she arrived. Upon opening the door, I couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise. The young woman before me had a well-proportioned figure and delicate features. Although there were some wrinkles around her eyes, they gave her a homely charm, adding to her allure. Before this, since neither of us had seen her photos, I had been anxious, fearing I might encounter an unattractive woman and be disappointed. Because

it was our first meeting, we were both a little reserved. We sat opposite each other on the bed and chatted for a while. During this time, I tried to hold her hand, but she politely declined, though she didn't seem to mind. About half an hour later, she said she had to leave, and would come back that evening to invite me to dinner. It was a little after 3 PM.

Over dinner, after some half-joking, half-serious remarks and a few ambiguous glances, the awkwardness between us disappeared, and we became more familiar. Stepping out of the restaurant

, it was raining heavily. Despite having an umbrella, the man hid under hers, his right arm casually around her shoulder. She didn't resist; to be honest, he was younger, better looking, and of good character, so she wasn't at a disadvantage dating him.

Hiding under the umbrella with half her body in his arms, he naturally took the opportunity to pinch her waist and touch her breasts. Whenever he did this, she would only flinch slightly—just a woman's shyness. His first thought was: this woman is for tonight. Once

at the hotel, as soon as the door closed, he hugged her from behind, his hands reaching up to caress her breasts through her clothes, gently kneading them up and down. Then he made advances.

She didn't resist his touches, but she resisted undressing him, and he couldn't force her. So he carried her to the bed, kissing her and touching her breasts through her clothes, arousing her desire.

Half an hour later, she finally confessed that this was the first time she had ever had an affair with a man other than her husband. Because the hotel was so close to her home, and the city was a small county, she was worried about running into acquaintances and it wasn't safe. Around

9 pm, she invited me to her place. Of course, I was more than happy to go! Going to her house and having sex with someone else's wife in someone else's bed would be even more exciting. Since her husband was away most of the year, and the woman, in her 30s, lived with her grandmother, she was practically alone.

A few minutes later, we arrived at her house. As soon as the security door closed, I eagerly helped her take off her coat, and then took off my own as well. On the surface, it was to please her, but my real intention was something else entirely.

She turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, but neither of us was really interested in watching. My hands continued to grope her clothes, and I even used my mouth to "taste" her breasts.

With her husband away so often, she was actually a very sexually frustrated woman. Not long after, unable to contain herself any longer, she blushed and shyly told her brother,

"I want you!"

After carrying her to the large bed where she usually made love with her husband, her brother locked the door and quickly ripped off her clothes, leaving her naked on the bed. He then quickly tore off his own clothes, standing before the bed with his erect penis, continuing to kiss, caress, and flirt. The woman's figure was even better without clothes; her breasts were half-bowl shaped, her waist was slender, and her body was very well-proportioned. Under the soft light, she possessed a certain beauty, and her skin was also beautiful to the touch.

Perhaps because it was her first time sleeping with a man other than her husband, the woman was initially quite shy, thus she could be considered a truly virtuous woman. After carefully admiring and caressing her body, and "tasting" various parts of her body with his mouth, he mounted her and thrust. By this time, she was already moaning, her lower body soaked. "

Brother, I might not be the best in other areas, but my penis is quite impressive—16 centimeters long, thick, and hard. After a few dozen thrusts, the woman's moans grew louder, and her body, initially stiff, softened and began to move in sync with my movements. We thrust for about half an hour, changing positions like missionary, woman-on-top, doggy style, and sitting face-to-face.

The woman's moans grew louder and more intense, and her movements became increasingly lewd—while I was thrusting, she would occasionally reach down and touch my testicles, panting and calling out,

'Deeper, deeper.' Sometimes when I tried to stop and catch my breath, she would hold onto my buttocks tightly.

The most exciting and unforgettable thing about being with her was getting her to call me 'husband.' During foreplay, she absolutely refused to call me that; even after I stripped naked and thrust into her, she still wouldn't say it."

After thrusting for quite a while, when she was nearing climax and her face was full of lust, I asked her to call me "husband" again. At first, she refused, so I pretended to pull my penis out of her vagina. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the woman's hands tightly hugged my buttocks, refusing to let my penis leave, while her mouth kept calling "little husband, little husband." It was so pleasurable! We

went at it for almost an hour (Note: I'm not bragging; maybe it was because I was having sex with someone else's wife in someone else's bed, or maybe the woman's moaning was good and her movements were well-coordinated, anyway, I performed beyond the norm). The sheets were soaked, and then we called it a day. The two of us lay naked on the bed to rest, rubbing our naked bodies together, enjoying the afterglow. During this time, I jokingly asked: "Which penis is better, yours or her husband's?" She replied that my penis was better, but she and her husband were better coordinated, so it was easier for her to climax.

After chatting for a while, my brother's big cock got hard again, and he fucked her again. The two of them slept naked in bed, and the next morning I couldn't resist waking her up and fucking her again. One word: awesome

!

The next morning, I felt great, and she seemed very satisfied too. She bought me breakfast and made baby formula, acting like a perfect wife, haha! I originally planned to go home the next day, but fucking her was so amazing, so I stayed another night. I fucked her well, making her moan, but that night we only did it twice, as I was too exhausted.

A week later, I fucked her again. Soon after, her husband returned, and after he left, there were some family matters at her parents' house, so I didn't go back to fuck her, planning to go again later.

Playing with someone else's wife in someone else's bed is so exciting! I really hope to experience this a few more times, hahaha.

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