My unforgettable first confession of having an affair

My Unforgettable First Confession of an Affair

Two years ago, on a sweltering August day in Shenzhen, I was home alone, idly flipping through TV

programs . I'd always had a bad habit of not wanting to wear more than a layer of clothing at home; basically

, I only needed to cover my most private parts. That day, I was only wearing shorts. At that moment, my upstairs neighbor

, a woman I could practically call "Auntie," knocked on my door, asking me to come over and help her change a light bulb. Since

we lived in the same building and often greeted each other, and she especially liked my little son,

often playing with him and calling out "Grandma, Grandma!", I couldn't refuse.

This neighbor, an older woman, was also often home alone. Her husband was frequently away on business, and her son

was studying abroad, so she was often alone at home. When a light bulb broke, it was a man's job, and

she had to ask her neighbors for help. Since our families had a fairly good relationship,

it wasn't surprising that she often asked me for help.

When I arrived at her house, she was home alone again; her husband was away on a business trip. I didn't care about anything else and

got the point. The light was fixed in no time, and she was very grateful. She warmly told me to wash my hands

and sit down in the living room to enjoy the air conditioning. She even brought me fruit and tea, being quite hospitable. I didn't

think anything of it. Then, the older woman sat down to chat with me. Once she started talking,

she didn't hold back at all. She talked about how adorable my son was, about her

son , and even about her husband's various affairs. As the conversation progressed, the focus shifted more to her

family life, revealing that she was actually quite unhappy. She expressed her longing for her son and some complaints about her husband

. At the same time, she also praised my family life and expressed envy for my wife. Towards the end, her

expression became somewhat unusual. Her gaze was fixed on me, making me uneasy. I considered

ending the conversation and suggested going downstairs. At that moment, she reached out and grabbed me, wanting me to talk to her

a little longer . She almost forcefully pressed me down onto the sofa, sitting even closer.

Her hands never left my body, stroking me—sometimes on my arm, sometimes on my

leg, and then leaning against me. Frankly, the woman was dressed casually that day, loose

clothes and shorts hanging on her bulky body. Perhaps due to her obesity, her breasts

were noticeably larger than average, their outlines very prominent. In my daze, I don't know when,

she had pressed her entire body against mine, her hands pressing against the inside of my thighs, her large breasts

pressed against my bare upper body, feeling soft and yielding. Her gaze became even more suggestive, and from her eyes and expression

, she was clearly aroused. At this point, I was even more conflicted. On one hand, there were the neighbors

upstairs and downstairs; on the other hand, I had my wife, who was much younger and prettier than her. Given her age of over fifty and her

overweight, bloated body, I felt she couldn't possibly be more attractive than my wife. Reason told me I

couldn't take things any further and should leave her house immediately. Just then, her actions became increasingly aggressive.

She was constantly stroking my penis, and my unworthy little penis was actually being made to stand erect like a flagpole

, throbbing with rage. At this point, my penis was completely under her control; she had fully

exposed it to her, saying she loved it, that it was almost twice the size of her husband's

(I don't know if she was telling the truth, but my penis is indeed somewhat unusual, much larger than

average . My wife once actually measured it with a ruler, and it was indeed 18cm/6cm, but still

much smaller than a Black man's 20cm/7cm). At that moment, before I could resist, she opened her mouth and took my entire penis into her mouth,

fulfilling something I had always hoped my wife would do for me but had never had the chance to. The feeling was incredible.

I had only read about how stimulating oral sex was in books, but when it actually happened, it was truly extraordinary

, far better than vaginal penetration. She rubbed her long, golden tongue against the head of my penis,

sending wave after wave of pleasure through my shaft, making me incredibly excited. If I had

felt a little guilty before, I had no intention of stopping; instead, I became even more proactive

. I stood up, took off my already loose-fitting shorts and underwear, and

stood completely naked in front of her, thrusting violently into her mouth. At the same time, she continued to undress, and in a short while, her

plump, white body was fully revealed before me. My God, her breasts were enormous,

probably twice the size of my wife's. For her age, they were still so firm

and erect, with thick, long nipples that felt incredibly bouncy and stimulating when I squeezed them. As I was engrossed in playing with her breasts,

one of her hands guided my right hand to her entrance. Touching her genitals, I found her lower body a vast expanse of wetness,

even the sofa was sticky with it. At the same time, I slipped a finger into her vagina.

Although there was plenty of lubrication, her passage was still quite narrow, and she was still a little tense once inside. Meanwhile, my penis

was thrusting wildly in and out of her mouth, and my hands weren't idle either, digging and probing violently inside her vagina,

sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes pinching her clitoris, sometimes thrusting straight in, slamming against her

inner walls . Under the combined assault from both above and below, she was clearly struggling to resist, uttering

incomprehensible sounds as her body collapsed onto the sofa, legs raised, vulva wide open,

eagerly awaiting my penis. Suddenly, she tossed aside my penis, grabbed it, and shoved it into her opening. Of course, I

wouldn't miss such an opportunity, leaping deep inside her. She cried out, exclaiming how incredibly pleasurable it was. She instinctively

pulled her legs up, her buttocks and vaginal opening directly aligned with my penis, coordinating with my thrusting.

I controlled the rhythm, pumping in and out of her vagina at varying speeds. My hands, of course, weren't idle. While

thrusting, my hands remained firmly on her breasts, gripping them tightly, sometimes tugging at her already long and large

breasts, sometimes pinching and rubbing her nipples, sometimes lowering my head to suckle them, eliciting

cries that were a mixture of pain and pleasure from her! After about 40 minutes, my penis was being tightly

gripped by her vagina, and I was starting to feel the strain. At that point, I didn't care whether she could take it anymore, and I raised her buttocks high.

I lifted her up, standing upright, and thrust straight down into her, her head pressed against the sofa cushion. The frequency,

force, and depth of my thrusts were noticeably more intense than before, and her vagina gripped my penis even tighter.

After dozens of thrusts, I couldn't control myself any longer. Like a burst dam, my semen gushed out,

filling her entire vagina. Simultaneously, the sounds of vagina and penis rubbing together, the sound of my release, her

wanton moans, and my roar as I ejaculated echoed throughout the living room. The battle was over. She was

completely collapsed on the sofa, unable to move, but her wanton moans continued. I, like

a wounded lamb, leaned against the other end of the sofa, unwilling to move again. After a standoff of about half

an hour , a woman's unique gentleness emerged. She got up and began to clean up the mess: first, she wiped

my body with a damp towel, then helped me lie down on her and her husband's large leather bed, while simultaneously kissing and licking my

semi-erect penis again. A little while later, she brought me milk and various imported fruits,

nestled close to my side, and fed me little by little by hand, saying gratefully, "Thank you for your hard work, let

me nourish myself." After we finished eating, she lay down beside me again, holding me tightly and stroking me

like a mother caressing her son, making me feel incredibly warm!

We embraced each other, and soon I fell asleep as if in my mother's arms. After resting

for about an hour, in a hazy state, I felt someone playing with my penis. Opening my eyes, I saw it was definitely not

someone else; it was her again, licking my penis, my entire genitals, and even my anus. My

mischievous penis, whether from lack of exertion or the nourishment she had provided, was once again erect and pointing

straight at her! I heard her say, "My darling, you're so amazing, let's continue

!" Before I could react, she had already climbed onto my lying body, facing me, and

inserted her penis in a sitting position. This time, it felt different from when I penetrated her vagina; the opening was tighter

and deeper . I looked closely and realized that this time I had inserted it into her anus. I immediately said, "Wrong

place, I've got your asshole!" Instead of being surprised, she lewdly grinned and said, "Don't you like it?" I finally

understood ; this was her intentional arrangement! She was thrusting up and down on top of me, caressing her

swollen breasts with both hands, her eyes half-closed, moaning softly, clearly enjoying herself! Her

large breasts bounced in the air with each thrust, making me worry they might

fall off! I stared wide-eyed at her blissful expression, which moved me deeply. Instinctively, my

hands reached for her vulva and began to stimulate her vagina. Perhaps because she was sitting on top of me

, my hands sometimes couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and my two fingers would often slip out, making it

less stimulating for her. Then, she casually took out a large dildo from her bedside table,

about the same size as mine, but with some textured bumps on it. To be honest, I'd seen

pictures , but seeing one for the first time was quite a novel experience. So I

snatched it and examined it closely. It turned out to feel rather fake, incomparable to a real penis.

Psychologically, it felt like just a toy, not a substitute for sex, especially

for a man like me with a relatively large penis and a strong sex drive. Using this thing for

sex in front of me felt like a denial of my sexual abilities, a kind of insult! But then

I thought, since it's a sex game, and my penis isn't idle either, since it's still fucking her anus, and she

likes the feeling of being penetrated from both ends at the same time, then I should grant her wish. So I didn't hesitate to

thrust it into her vagina. Since I had never used this before and had no experience, I thought I

should just thrust it in as hard as I did when I was fucking her. Oops, I think I hit the bottom this time. I heard her scream,

saying it hurts! At the same time, I looked closely and saw that the entire dildo was completely inside me. How could she not

cry out in pain! And I could feel the impact of a foreign object from the front of my penis

, which was still inside her anus. I realized I hadn't been using it properly and had gone too deep. I immediately adjusted the force

and depth, thrusting in and out continuously, trying to coordinate my movements with hers.

This coordinated thrusting brought her to orgasm in no time. She

moaned and cried out, her vagina flowing like a clear spring from a rock crevice, dripping onto my

lower abdomen, making my whole belly wet. After nearly an hour, her

second orgasm seemed imminent. I myself was being gripped tightly by her anus and was starting to feel weak from the thrusting

; I was about to ejaculate too! I couldn't help but shout, urging her to thrust faster, faster! At the same time,

I increased the speed and depth of my attack on her vagina, launching fierce assaults on her very bottom.

I don't know if it was from the pain or the excitement, but her cries came out wildly, and

her hands could no longer hold her breasts, letting them dance freely in the air. Looking at her breasts tossed in mid-air,

the white orbs and rosy nipples, it was truly intoxicating! After I finished my vigorous ejaculation, she

was completely exhausted. I didn't even have time to remove the dildo before she suddenly collapsed onto

the bed , panting heavily, muttering something I couldn't understand and didn't want to understand.

It was almost 5 PM, and our nearly 5-hour sexual activity was coming to an end

. I told her my family would be home soon and I had to go downstairs. She reluctantly

agreed, and so we both got up and frantically searched for clothes. As I was getting dressed and ready to go downstairs, she

rushed over, hugged me tightly, and kissed me passionately. Her hands, as always, couldn't resist her favorite thing—she once again gripped my now-erect penis

tightly bidding it farewell. Suddenly, she knelt before me and

began sucking my penis intensely again. Her hands roamed over my body like snakes, kneading my nipples and

scrotum. Whether it was eagerness to go home, excessive stimulation, or her exceptional oral skills, this time

I broke my record by only lasting 20 minutes. I held her head tightly, almost burying my entire penis deep inside her.

I inserted it into her mouth and ejaculated all over her. She swallowed it all with great enjoyment, and even

licked my entire genitals clean again, worried that my wife would find out some clues when we got home!

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