[She is now a wife and mother]

Some time has passed, but I still can't suppress my longing. I'm risking writing down my

true experience here, just to try and vent my desire.
That afternoon, I was idly browsing the internet in my employee dormitory when I unexpectedly received

a call from an old buddy. He told me about a class reunion the next day and asked if I was free.
Since it was a primary school reunion, I agreed without hesitation. The reason was simple: I

went to a school affiliated with a thermal power plant, and the parents of my classmates were all colleagues, so we

were all from the same hometown. But so many years have passed, and everyone has gone their separate ways. This opportunity to get

together made me secretly excited.
With a bit of a show-off mentality, the next day, I drove out my 240,000 RMB Jeep

, but unfortunately, everyone had already taken taxis. My plan to satisfy my vanity instantly failed.
When I arrived at the karaoke room, everyone was already having a great time, some singing, some

drinking , and the buddy who had called me, as the organizer, was taking pictures non-stop. Because of my height,

which —184cm and 90kg—I practically

blocked the entrance when I walked in. Perhaps my entrance was the most eye-catching, so I

greeted , receiving a very warm response.
Frankly, the male attendees' singing voices were less than impressive, and they were fiercely fighting over the microphone, so I

simply chose an English song, "Just a Dream." Sure enough, as soon as I started singing

the first line, I was greeted with cheers from the girls, and one guy even pressed the karaoke button, apparently

suspecting I was lip-syncing. My outstanding singing was followed by applause.
Throughout the party, I kept noticing a girl named Liu Hui. She was beautiful, dressed sexily, and possessed

an indescribable charm. I kept stealing glances at her, but I was afraid of being discovered.

After my high-profile performance, I quietly smoked and drank alone in a corner. This unintentional coolness

attracted some girls to approach me, but my mind was filled with Liu Hui's image.

I ignored the other girls, responding only politely to their advances, subtly keeping them at arm's length. Eventually

, no girl bothered to try and provoke me.
Later, Liu Hui went out to answer a phone call. When she returned, she said something that shocked me: "Hey! My

mom just called and said my daughter is crying again, and nothing I do can soothe her."
"Oh? What should we do? Are you going home now?" one of her friends asked.
This shock really took my breath away. We were all in the same year; if she were my age, she'd

only be 22 this year, and she was already married! And she already had a child! And after observing carefully, I noticed that only a few people

showed the same surprise as me; most seemed to know about it.
"It's okay, I put her to sleep on the phone. It's a landline at home, no radiation."
"You…you're married? And you already have a child?" I asked abruptly.
"Yeah!" She turned to me and said, "How about it? You wouldn't believe it, would you?" She

twirled gracefully, showing off her figure, her alluring charm on full display.
"I wouldn't have guessed. I never imagined you were already a mother." I suppressed my inner turmoil and

teased, "And I only just found out now! I missed your wedding and your baby's one-month celebration, so

heartbreaking ."
"Pshaw, I married and moved to Guiyang, so far away. Would you even come?" She turned and went

to chat and sing with her friends.
I remained silently in the corner, a cigarette dangling from my lips, an uncontrollable desire surging through my mind.

I seemed oblivious to even the loudest music. A voice in my head kept repeating: She's married, has a child,

a wife! A wife in her early twenties!
Then, my mind raced uncontrollably, conjuring up all sorts of plans—

more like fantasies than plans.
After that, she went out again, seemingly to buy cigarettes for my buddy. Incidentally, she and my buddy,

the organizer of this gathering, were childhood sweethearts. When I saw her leave, I

followed .
I didn't follow her; I just waited against the wall near the stairwell, pretending

to make a phone call to 10000. When she returned, I shouted into the phone, "

How could you do this? How could you be so cruel? How could you do this to me?"
I pretended to listen for a while, then slowly lowered my hand holding the phone, my empty eyes filled with despair.

As a professional con artist, I was very confident in my acting skills. Sure enough, she stared at me blankly for a moment, then

asked with feigned concern, "What's wrong?"
I shook my head with a bitter smile, didn't answer her, and dragged my dejected steps back to the private room. Okay, this was the first step to grab

her attention. Back in the private room, I sat next to the girl who had been egging me on to sing. After sitting there for a while

, I said to her, "Could you please sing Wang Leehom's 'Can You Feel

My Word' for me?" She naturally went to sing, overjoyed.
Although my singing skills were definitely no match for Wang Leehom, I poured my heart and soul

into the song, and my poignant voice silenced the entire room. Even the girl who had requested the song for me to sing a duet

with forgot pick up the microphone. After I finished, the room remained quiet,

except for a few carefree guys drinking. Even when the next song started, no one took the microphone.
"Zhang Heng, you sang so well! Sing another one!" Liu Hui spoke up. I smiled and said,

"Then please request 'Need Someone to Accompany Me' for me!"
The same poignant voice, but sung by a burly guy like me, had a unique

charm. After the song, I left the private room, claiming I was going out for some fresh air.
Shortly after, my friend who had organized the event called me, saying he had something come up tomorrow and needed to get up early,

so he went home first, and told me he'd already paid the bill. I thought to myself, if he hadn't left early,

he would most likely have taken Liu Hui home. Was this some kind of divine intervention? Perhaps all those tactics to gain sympathy might not have worked?

It didn't seem to have much effect, but if I could take Liu Hui home, there would be some hope, since her home was the furthest away,

and we'd have some time alone together, plus her husband didn't live in this city.
After a while, Liu Hui and her friends came out, looking like they were also heading home. I went up to them and

asked, "Are you going home?"
"Yes, we have to go to work tomorrow," one of the girls replied.
"I'm leaving too, so why don't I give you a ride? I drove here, and I didn't drink tonight."
"Great! I'd love to."
Actually, we all used to live in the same neighborhood, built by the factory in the city, but Liu Hui's family bought

a house elsewhere, so she moved out, and it just so happened to be quite far away. We'd have a little time alone together. On the

way , I excused myself to buy something and secretly called a friend, asking him to call

me at 12:15 sharp, because I knew that was the time I'd have alone with Liu Hui, and I'd put on an act then.
The phone rang right on time. I recited some more lines of grief and indignation, then slammed the phone down, tossed it

aside roughly, and started swaying slowly in second gear, looking utterly lost. Liu Hui jumped, asking me with

concern what was wrong. Her question made me burst into tears instantly.
Not a loud wail, just tears streaming down my face. I covered my face with one hand,

sobbing uncontrollably. A true acting powerhouse.
Liu Hui, after all, was a new mother, her daughter still breastfeeding, a time when maternal instincts were overflowing, and she easily

took the bait . We then talked about my topic. I fabricated a story; in it, I was incredibly successful,

yet also incredibly helpless and pitiful, seemingly hiding a fragile heart beneath a tough mask.
I don't know when, but I pulled the car over to the side of the road and slowly began to tell her my story. At the end, sensing the right moment, I

threw myself into her arms and burst into tears. Seeing that she didn't resist, I looked up at her face. She still

didn't react. I slowly moved my face closer, and she still didn't resist! When the distance between us was almost zero, she

slowly closed her eyes…
There was hope! I gently kissed her, but only lightly touched her soft lips before pulling

away.
This was just a transition. As our lips parted, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with a calm acceptance. My breathing

gradually became heavier, and then I kissed her again, this time more forcefully, passionately, until I was almost

breathless before our lips separated.
I slowly took her hand and said to her in a tone that was both uneasy and pleading, "Liu Hui

, I want you, is that okay?"
After a long silence, she answered with two words: "Where to?"
Finally, it was done! I said with boundless gratitude, "Let's go to a hotel!"
After checking into the room, she asked to take a shower, so I let her go first. While she was taking a shower, I quietly took

the condoms out of the closet and threw them under the bed. When she came out and saw me rummaging through the drawers

, she asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Uh..." I pretended to be embarrassed and scratched my head, saying, "I'm looking for condoms. How could there not be any?"
She smiled. When a man offers to wear a condom, it's definitely a sign of consideration for the other person. I

asked again, "Should I call the hotel staff? Or should I go out and buy a box?"
She shook her head and asked, "Do you usually sleep with other girls besides your girlfriend?"
"No, I've only slept with her, and very rarely." I shook my head vigorously, continuing

to lie.
"That's fine then. I only have sex with my husband, so you don't need to use a condom. It's okay.

Now it's your turn to take a shower."
Okay, another step forward. She had just finished showering, wearing only a bra and panties. Although

it wasn't the sexy kind, her slender waist and round, full breasts were still incredibly hot. I

went into the bathroom, looking back every few steps, and took a thorough shower, especially my penis. I scrubbed it repeatedly with lots of shower gel to

get rid of the smell as much as possible. Maybe I could enjoy oral sex later, so it's better to be clean so my wife can provide better service,

right ?
When I came out, my penis was already erect. I put on some underwear in the bathroom, but

it couldn't fit, and the huge glans was exposed, which was quite uncomfortable. So I simply rushed

out without underwear.
When I stood in front of her, she seemed startled. I'm 184cm tall and weigh

90kg, but I don't look fat. I have a bit of a belly, but I'm quite muscular. My chest and

arms... well, they're got a... Vin Diesel vibe, the epitome of a macho man. And that 16cm long, 4.5cm thick

(I measured it with calipers accurate to the millimeter) penis stands tall, the glans red from engorgement,

and below, thick veins like dragons coiled around a pillar—extremely powerful! While it might not quite meet international standards

, it's definitely a nationally approved size!
Her eyes were fixed on my penis. Although she wasn't very old, she was already a mother

, and her girlish reserve had long since faded. But she seemed startled by the scene before her; she

tightened her grip on her cup, shrinking back like a pitiful lamb to the slaughter, arousing my

lust !
I patiently walked to the bedside, gently lifted her up, and helped her lie down. Then I climbed onto the bed,

stroked her hair, and said affectionately, "Hui'er, you're so beautiful!"
The atmosphere beforehand is crucial. To bring a woman to orgasm, just being long-lasting isn't enough; the atmosphere, the mood, and the woman's

mindset are all important. Otherwise, even if you keep her wet, she still won't have an orgasm.
Today, she slept with me under the guise of comforting me, so she was completely compliant from the start. I

was going to turn that compliance into anticipation!
I gently kissed her lips, then slowly pried them open and slipped my

tongue gently swirling it around, greedily sucking the nectar from her mouth. My right hand slipped inside her bra, gently cupping her breasts. Our lips parted

, and she breathed heavily. I brought my nose to her mouth, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her breath.
Carefully unhooking her bra, her breasts, which my large hand could barely grasp,

sprang . Most women's breasts change shape after pregnancy and childbirth, sagging and spreading outwards, with darkened nipples and even

visible bluish blood vessels. But her breasts remained beautiful, like peaches, and...

The breasts were sagging, probably because she was still young! Young mothers are so wonderful!
I greedily and carefully massaged her breasts, unlike the male actors in porn who grab them so hard

they deform. I once read in a magazine that sagging breasts are often related to

vigorous ! Although she wasn't my wife, or even someone else's wife, I was very careful,

treating her like a precious treasure, caressing her alluring breasts, occasionally flicking her two adorable nipples with my tongue, the pink

nipples like glistening cherries.
Perhaps I couldn't resist, and suddenly I sucked hard, and milk flowed out! She recovered her figure

quickly , and her breasts were so well-maintained. Everything has its advantages and disadvantages; her milk probably wasn't very

nutritious. At first, seeing such beautiful breasts, I even thought she had no milk. So her child must be

formula-fed; it wouldn't matter if I sucked all her milk!
Thinking of this, I remember losing my mind, using every ounce of strength I had to suckle—only now did I

truly understand! I squeezed her breasts with my hands and then suckled hard with my mouth; the milk practically gushed out

. I felt she didn't resist; instead, she thrust her chest forward and held my head tightly with both hands. I became

even bolder, sucking her milk relentlessly. Although it was a bit fishy and didn't taste very good, it was

the first time I had ever tasted milk in my memory.
After sucking the right breast, I sucked the left, occasionally

sharing the milk in my mouth with her through kisses.
To be honest, there wasn't much milk. While I was playing with her breasts, she somehow managed

to take off her panties. After kissing her breasts, I moved downwards, finally reaching her secret place.
Her pubic hair wasn't thick, but it wasn't messy either. Her labia were a bit dark, after all, she had given birth before, or

perhaps her husband had been insatiable. After all, such a beautiful wife was simply a rare gem.
I stuck out my tongue and stirred it back and forth in her vagina. She finally couldn't hold back anymore, pressing my head down with her hands and panting heavily

, her juices flowing out intermittently. I didn't hold back and sucked on it greedily. She pressed my head down and begged for mercy, "

Heng...Heng, I...don't...woo..."
Although she said no, her hands held my head down tightly, showing no intention of letting go. Ever since I was

teasing her peach-like breasts, this little slut had started taking off her pants. I guess her

husband rarely does any foreplay, let alone oral sex, so she probably always does it herself. But this slut

is simply a natural beauty; she gets wet so easily.
I heard her husband is young and rich. How could she marry such a tall, handsome, and rich man if she didn't have something special!
Just as I was about to suffocate, I finally broke free, gasped for breath, and then, without any restraint, roughly and forcefully kissed her

with wet with the honey-like fluid flowing from her vagina. This slut didn't care at all, completely letting go

and responding passionately.
Our lips parted again, both of us panting heavily. The room light was bright but not glaring, illuminating her fair skin

with a rosy glow ; it seemed her desire had been aroused as well.
"Ugh, so savage,"
I chuckled, got up, picked her up, and lifted her against the headboard. Then I spread my legs on either side

of , kneeling before her, my erect penis pointing right at her.
I carefully observed her eyes; she stared at my penis, her gaze slightly dazed, slightly surprised, but

without disgust. She looked up and smiled faintly at me, then gently grasped the base of my penis with her right hand. My penis was

already rock hard; even when I'm standing, it's pointing skyward,

with a slight upward curve, almost touching my navel. She then extended her lovely tongue and

licked from the base of my testicles upwards, giving it a couple of licks. Then, she gently tightened her grip on my penis, seemingly trying

to pry it down.
Hmm! Couldn't pry it down? She tried a little harder, finally managing to get it straight forward. But…

why it so difficult? She released her grip, and my penis sprang back down. She then

squeezed my penis with her hand, but the feeling she had imagined—like squeezing a soft creature—didn't materialize; instead, it felt like

squeezing an iron rod!
"Why is it so hard?" she exclaimed softly.
"Do you like it?" I teased.
"Like you my foot!" She stuck out her tongue and made a face, looking quite cute. Even

though said that, her little hand was still stroking my penis, looking like she couldn't put it down.
I had no choice but to stand up and tell her to get off the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt down in front of me, leaning over

, lifting her hair with one hand and grasping my penis with the other. She stuck out her tongue and licked around my penis,

then sucked it in completely. I suddenly felt the head of my penis touch something soft. Looking down, I saw that

two-thirds of my penis was in her mouth—a deep throat!
As my glans reached her throat, her mouth immediately produced a lot of saliva, making me feel

my entire penis soaking in the warmth of her vagina! With her stroking, I felt an unprecedented pleasure. This slut

's oral skills are really good! She probably gives her husband a lot of blowjobs.
As her sucking intensified, showing no sign of stopping, during another deep throat thrust,

my glans pressed against her soft throat, her tongue swirling inside, stimulating my sensitive spots. I

finally couldn't hold back any longer, grabbing her head and ejaculating like a geyser, shooting directly into her throat.
Although she sensed my impending climax, my sudden grab of her head kept her in a deep position,

my semen shooting directly into her throat, choking her and bringing tears to her eyes. I instantly realized her predicament

; if she reflexively bit down, things would get really messy! I quickly released her,

some semen still splattering on her face as she pulled away from my crotch. Tears mixed with semen on her face, smearing her

otherwise exquisite features, yet creating a strange allure. Her resentful gaze only made me want

to tease her even more.
"You want to choke me to death! Humph!" she said, turning her face away, looking very angry. I quickly stood up to apologize

, but before I could even stand, she pushed me away from her chest with her hand, then pressed her entire body against mine, her tongue, still

wet with my semen, sliding into my mouth. Another passionate kiss ensued; supposedly, women enjoy this more than sex.

Kissing was definitely the right thing to do.
After our lips parted again, I picked her up and placed her on the bed, lovingly wiping away the remaining semen on her face.

My tongue slid across her face, and she didn't resist. It seemed to be telling me that nothing

is dirty during sex.
Finally, I laid her down again, letting her lie flat on the bed, and then spread her legs. Because my penis

was quite erect, I had to press my body down to penetrate her. Just as I was pressing my body against her, my glans

sliding back and forth against her vulva, about to enter, she pushed against my chest with both hands, urgently saying, "Wait

!"
I was exasperated; how could I wait at this crucial moment? But I still patiently asked gently, "What's wrong?"
She hesitated for a moment and said, "You…it's too big, go slower."
"Really? You've already had a child, how could my thing be bigger than your child's?"
"But…it's so much bigger than my husband's! Ugh!" she said, punching my shoulder.
Instantly, my blood surged! Which man, while having an affair,

wouldn't ? How much courage and shame does it take for a woman to sacrifice her husband for her lover?
I gently kissed her forehead and offered a few words of comfort. Then, I manipulated my penis, using the glans to part her labia and

slowly thrust in! Although slow, it went in smoothly, all the way to the hilt!
I hadn't expected it to be so firm after childbirth! While not extremely tight, it felt like a suction force was

drawing my penis deep inside, the muscles around her vagina squeezing in waves

.
Even before any thrusting, waves of pleasure shot from my groin to my brain! Sensing her apprehension, I was careful during penetration, moving slowly. As her

brow relaxed and her moans subsided, a hint of anticipation crept in, I gradually increased

the intensity. Though the frequency wasn't fast, each thrust was powerful, eliciting a soft moan from her with every stroke.
As the pleasure intensified, I stopped, picked her up, and we sat facing each other,

close . I held her waist, and the vertical position allowed my 16cm penis to be fully inside her vagina

. I could feel it hitting her cervix. Then I thrust hard, using my hands to pull her waist up

slightly , causing her body to rise almost to the point where my penis would withdraw.

As she fell back down, I thrust in again with great force! Each thrust sent this little slut into ecstasy

, her voice trembling with sobs: "Ah! I'm going to die! It's rotting! It's rotting, ahhh!"
This position requires three essential elements: waist strength, hand strength, and a long penis! After more than 20 thrusts like this, I was

exhausted.
Then, with my penis still inside her, I flipped her over and made her kneel on the bed with

her buttocks raised high. I knelt behind her, holding her waist with both hands, in the classic doggy style. My

penis was already erect and pointing high when I was already hard, but now it was like this little slut was using her

pussy to forcefully pull it down, so my penis was always pushing upwards inside her,

maximizing the friction against her G-spot during thrusting.
I was almost at my limit myself; how could this little slut's pussy be so horny? Even after having a child,

how suck on my glans like a mouth? The intense pleasure made me want to ejaculate!

But it seemed this slut was still a little short of climaxing! This wouldn't do! I'd already ejaculated once during oral sex; if this

second round didn't satisfy her, I'd lose face big time!
Thinking about this, I tried to distract myself while thrusting, my mind constantly wandering: "Hmm... an air

compressor ... a nitrous oxide atomization system (NOS) plus... hmm... a four-cylinder turbocharger

... Ah! I'm going to cum! And... the AIC controller connects to... the nitrous oxide nozzle..."
My mind was filled with random thoughts, but I was thinking about the NOS

system that injects N2O to increase engine power. Since the engine power was increased, the power in my crotch also went up, and the intensity of the piston

movement reached an unprecedented high. And the little slut beneath me, moaning louder and louder, I even

doubted whether the soundproofing of this 230-yuan-a-night hotel could block out the moans of this little slut.
She seemed to sense that I was about to cum, but she kept holding back, responding even more vigorously to my thrusts, although

in this position, the initiative was completely mine. So she yelled, "Wait, ah! Brother, wait!"
I stopped, catching my breath, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Turn me over quickly."
"Why?"
Liu Hui took a breath and said, "I want to look at you..."
I didn't answer, gently turned her over, and inserted myself again. She hooked her arms around my neck and

wrapped her legs around my waist. I braced myself on the bed with my hands, and we stared at each other as I continued to thrust vigorously. Finally ,

I panted like a wild animal, and then I felt Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasm. I was about to give in and

let out a low growl: "I'm going to cum!" After saying that, I was about to thrust a few more times before pulling out and ejaculating outside.
But at this crucial moment, she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist and yelled, "Wait!

Wait !"
I almost couldn't catch my breath. What was I waiting for at this moment? A few more thrusts and my prostate would be in trouble! I

practically yelled, "What is it now?"
She tightened her legs around my waist and said, "I want you to cum inside me..."
In an instant, my lust, though not completely gone, cooled by half. Perhaps most people would

have gone all out upon hearing "cum inside." But it wasn't that I wasn't moved by her words; it's just that seeing her shy

expression , I couldn't resist teasing her a
little more. "Cum inside? That position is the easiest to get pregnant in. What if you get pregnant?"
"Are you scared? You're my husband now. So what if you get pregnant?"
"Don't be silly. Of course I'm scared. I'm afraid you'll break up your beautiful family because of me."
"Silly boy, I'm not scared, why are you? My husband wants a son, humph! I'll have

a son with you and take him back to raise!"
"What if it's a daughter?"
"Hehe..." She smiled mischievously, her eyes darting around, then her arms around my neck tightened...

With a surge of strength, I lowered my head, letting her whisper in my ear, "If it's a daughter, I

'll take her back to my cuckolded husband to raise. When she's grown up, I'll have her come and serve you with me, so you can have her on

both sides and she can tell you, 'Daddy, you're so amazing!'" "
Daddy, you're so amazing..." A lewd image formed in my mind, instantly overwhelming my lust, my brain

a complete mess! I grabbed her hands that were wrapped around my neck, pressing down on her wrists, restraining her movements

like a rape, panting like a wild beast. The lewd image wouldn't leave my mind: on my left,

another man's wife; on my right, a young, underdeveloped daughter born to another man's wife...
A beastly urge drove me to make my final thrust! Only one thought occupied my mind: Shoot! Shoot all the way in! Shoot out

a daughter!
Liu Hui was driven to ecstasy by my sudden attack, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Ah! I'm going to die!

I'm dying! My pussy is being ripped apart! Waaah... Give it to me... dear husband! I want to keep giving birth! Give birth to babies

, ahhh..."
Finally, Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasmed, her moans abruptly stopped, her eyes vacant, her mouth

slightly open, saliva constantly flowing out.
And I roared in a low voice, "It's all yours! You little vixen!" Like a virgin ejaculating,

a surge of electricity shot from my feet to my head! I felt my vas deferens compress, and apart from the little bit that had suddenly shot out during oral sex

, the rest of my semen was all shot deep into Liu Hui's uterus...
Finally, after the satisfying ejaculation, my penis finally went soft, but it didn't withdraw, just remained inside Liu Hui

's pussy, preventing the semen from flowing out. I picked her up, then lay down, letting her remain on

top of me in that penetrated position.
"Shall we take a shower later?" I asked.
After a long while, she finally came to her senses and softly hummed in agreement, but I felt she was completely powerless

. Then came a bath together, her body limp and at my mercy.
Later that night, I secretly used a product called "Yumin" (or "Yumin"), and Liu Hui's cunt was ravaged by me without resistance

all night long. We didn't fall asleep until dawn, and didn't wake up until late at night. Her

cunt was swollen like a fried dough stick, and even urinating was excruciating for me; it was a slow,

painful dribbling, and with a clear, sticky prostatic discharge. It seemed I had really gone too far this time.
Later, through conversation, I learned that she had worked incredibly hard at yoga to get back in shape after childbirth,

no wonder her vagina was so irresistibly tight.
We haven't done it again since, partly because we live in different cities, and partly because we haven't had the opportunity.

Perhaps she also felt that cheating on her husband was wrong; I hinted at it several times, but she ignored me.
Should I let go? Stop bothering her, lest you ruin their family? But

what about my longing for her?
[The End
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