[Husband shopping, wife being fucked by me]

I've known her online for almost a year. A few days after we met, we had video sex. She had a great figure,

well-maintained through regular exercise, though she looked a bit darker on video. I remember we were both very satisfied every time.

Later, we often talked about other things. She told me her husband often came home drunk and almost never touched her;

I guess this was a common occurrence after marriage. Many times when we had video sex, her husband was

sleeping . She spoke very softly, but because her husband was home, we both found it very exciting.

She's from the south, and we live too far apart, so I never thought about meeting her. In [month], she told

me she and her husband were going to Beijing for a few days and wanted to see me, asking if I could come.

Beijing isn't far, so of course I went.

We arrived on the same day. She texted me which hotel I was staying at.

"I'm staying in room 1607," I texted her, adding that I was traveling alone and she could come anytime if it was convenient for her

.

She said she was with her husband during the day and probably wouldn't have time.

I was frustrated; we were staying in the same hotel, yet I couldn't even see her. I tried to think of ways to create

an opportunity.

In the afternoon, I was strolling alone on the street, knowing she and her husband were shopping too. Then she texted

, saying her husband hadn't accompanied her to the mall; he'd gone to see a movie . They'd arranged

to meet again at the mall in two hours.

I knew what she meant. I told her I'd wait for her at room 1607.

When I took a taxi back, she was already waiting at the entrance. She was probably closer and more eager than I was.

It was the first time I'd seen her in person: not very tall, around 160cm, with a well-proportioned figure, and she didn't

look 30; she looked like a newlywed woman in her early 20s. That day she was wearing a light red cheongsam,

her hair in a bun, and carrying a white leather bag. Because it was a bit chilly, she had worn a short-sleeved floral shirt over it, which looked rather

mismatched .

We didn't speak in the hallway. When I took out my key card, I put my hand on her waist, and she slowly leaned closer.

We opened the door, both a little reserved.

I hugged her and kissed her against the door; she was very open, her tongue going straight into my mouth.

She seemed a little breathless, then pushed me away.

"You're thinner and taller than in the video," she said, turning back to me without sitting down.

I smiled, not sure what I said at the time.

"Is this cheongsam pretty?" she asked again.

"I like you in cheongsams," I said. Sometimes when we video chat, I ask her to wear a cheongsam, and she's worn this one before.

"It's for you, and... it's the same as in the video." She laughed.

I paused, realizing she meant she wasn't wearing underwear.

"You walk around like this on the street? Does he know?"

"I took it off in the mall restroom before he came," she said. "My underwear is in my bag."

"Turn around and look at me," I said.

She hesitated, then slowly turned around, sticking her butt out at me. We often

did this in the video, and she always obeyed.

I saw her buttocks tightly wrapped in the cheongsam, slightly upturned towards me, her hands on the table,

smiling at me in the mirror.

My hand pressed against her buttocks, slowly caressing them. I'd imagined this scene for a long time,

often —when would I actually be able to touch her round, plump buttocks? I never thought it would actually come true.

My hands gently caressed her waist and buttocks. She really wasn't wearing underwear. I said, "

You're so horny," and increased the pressure on her buttocks. She softly moaned, "Oh...oh."

I hugged her from behind, kneading her large breasts with both hands. Her breasts were disproportionate to her body.

I was surprised in the video; how could such a petite body have such large breasts? And since she wasn't undressed, they looked fake to

most people.

"Is it real?" she asked with a giggle.

"It's real," I said, rubbing my body against her buttocks. She could feel my hard penis pressing

against her buttocks. She closed her eyes slightly, letting out moans of pleasure.

I lifted her cheongsam, revealing her entire buttocks. My hand touched them, reaching between her thighs. She

cooperated by spreading her legs, and I felt a wet patch.

“Your pussy is all wet,” I said, teasing her labia.

“Don’t you like it?” she asked softly, turning her head, her eyes filled with wantonness.

“I like it, I like it,” I said, inserting my finger inside her. She moaned, “Oh…oh oh,”

her buttocks arching higher, her hands gripping the table tightly.

I admired her expression in the mirror, feeling blissful.

Her phone beeped.

I didn’t say anything, my finger still inside her pussy. I knew this would give her an orgasm; we

often did this in video chats.

While her buttocks were raised and I was inserting my finger, she rummaged through her bag for her phone.

I said, “Who is it?” and thrust it in hard.

“My husband,” she said, holding up her phone for me to see. It read: “Don’t buy things randomly, be careful with your bag.”

“He thought I was shopping.”

“Has he been sleeping with you lately?” I asked. We often asked that during video chats.

“The day before yesterday.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

She didn’t answer, and I thrust in hard again.

"It feels so good, so good... ah..." Perhaps because she was being fucked by another man while we were still talking about having sex with her husband

, she seemed aroused and excited, her face growing increasingly red. My thrusting quickened, and I reached

inside her cheongsam to pinch her nipples.

Afraid of ruining the cheongsam, she untied it herself. I pulled down her bra, exposing one of her large breasts

.

"Oh... oh... baby, pinch me... pinch my nipples..." she pleaded with me, her eyes closed.

Her body writhed more frequently.

The video showed her in this position often, with her penis inside her vagina and one hand pinching her nipple. Moreover,

she liked me to use vulgar language.

"Is it good?" I pinched her nipple hard.

"Good, so good," she mumbled, her words slightly slurred.

I saw her wanton expression in the mirror; my penis was already rock hard, and I really wanted to pull it out and

fuck her myself.

"Don't stop, faster, baby, quick." She seemed to understand my thoughts, looking at me in the mirror, pleading

.

I sped up, thrusting in and out while touching her clitoris with my fingers.

She moaned happily, faster and faster, until I felt her body convulse. I grabbed

her large breasts tightly with one hand and inserted two fingers into her vagina.

"Oh...oh..." Her face grew increasingly flushed. She occasionally stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

"Lift your ass higher," I said, knowing she would listen to anything I said at this point.

"Mmm," she groaned, lifting her ass even higher.

"Are you horny?" I asked her. I knew that if I used a few more vulgar words to stimulate her, she would soon climax.

"Hmm...hmm," she stammered incoherently, "I'm horny, baby, faster, faster."

She swayed her ass, the exposed breast being pinched by my nipple. At first, she moaned softly, but

later her moans growing louder and louder, until finally she cried out "Ah...ah..." twice, and came.

My hands didn't stop, still slowly thrusting in and out, while simultaneously unbuckling my belt.

She was sweating from exhaustion.

She sensed my actions, reached over to unbuck my belt, and turned around. I kissed her, licking her eyes and lips with

my tongue ; she kissed me back, licking my Adam's apple with the tip of her tongue.

I sat on the bed. She knelt on the floor, holding onto my legs, burying her head in my crotch and giving me oral sex.

"So big," she said.

I reached out and grasped her breasts, kneading them in my hands. Her breasts felt wonderful, soft and incredibly elastic;

after all, she was a woman without children, the feeling was different.

I loosened her hair, letting it fall loose. Her oral skills weren't very good; it hurt a little. But

the way she licked me with her tongue felt like a dream, after all, I'd imagined this scene countless times.

I carried her to the bed, practically throwing her down. She chuckled, saying, "I love you like this, so

wild and violent."

I held my penis in front of her, reaching out to touch her vulva.

"I took off my clothes, they're all wrinkled," she said, looking at me.

“I won’t take it off, you can change it later.” My hand touched her wet vulva.

She nodded obediently and pulled her cheongsam up a bit, revealing a dark tuft of pubic hair.

I couldn’t control myself and started pulling her cheongsam down from top to bottom.

“Like raping me,” she said, cooperating as she exposed her large breasts.

My penis pressed against her vulva, and my eyes gleamed with lust again.

I touched her breasts and kissed her, our tongues entwining.

My body arched, and I finally penetrated her.

Almost simultaneously, she instinctively flinched back, her hands on my shoulders. “It’s too big,” she said with her eyes closed. 　　To be honest, my thing is pretty big, and I’ve always been proud of it. Many women in videos have taken off their clothes after seeing my big penis. I watched her large breasts swaying in front of me, and

I thrust my 　　penis in even harder. 　　"Ah...ah..." 　　"Is it good?" I asked her. "Yes, yes." 　　I licked her face and asked, "Where is it good, you little slut?" 　　"My pussy is good, it's good everywhere...ah...ah." 　　I buried my head between her breasts and fucked her hard, kissing her nipples as I fucked her. She held my head, moaning incessantly. 　　"Is it as good as when your husband fucks you?" I asked. 　　"Better than him." 　　"Is it as big as his?" 　　"Bigger...bigger than his...you're going to fuck me to death...fuck me to death." She swayed her body. 　　I straightened up. I held her waist with my hands, and she cooperated by thrusting upwards. 　　"Stick out your tongue." I commanded. 　　She obediently stuck out her tongue, and I played with her tongue with my hand while fucking her hard with my cock. 　　"Fuck your mother, I'll fuck you to death," I cursed. 　　She got excited again; every time I cursed her, she became visibly excited. 　　“Fuck me, ah…fuck me to death… ah, fuck my baby to death. Fuck me… ah…” She started talking nonsense , moaning and writhing. 　　I got more and more excited, knowing I was about to cum. 　　“Can I cum inside?” I asked. 　　“Cum, baby,” she said, “No? Come out.” 　　I hesitated for a moment. She said again, “It’s a safe period today.” 　　I held her waist tightly, almost lifting her up, and she cooperated as much as possible, thrusting her hips and shouting, “Fuck me…fuck me, baby, hurry, I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me…” 　　I looked at her lewd appearance under me, her two big breasts swaying back and forth, my cock going deeper and deeper. 　　“Ah… ah… God… ah…fuck me to death…” she screamed as she reached another orgasm. 　　“Cum, baby… give it to me… give it to me…” She hugged my body tightly, opening her mouth and saying, “Fuck my baby… cum… cum in my pussy… in my mouth…” 　　I held her body, finally unable to hold back, and a stream of semen shot into her body. 　　“Ah…” she cried. 　　"Wait? Come out first," she said, hugging me. "I've never shouted like that before, I'm too scared." 　　Later, seeing that it was almost time, I told her to shower there, but she was afraid we'd have to continue and it would take longer. She went back to her room to shower and change, then went to wait for her husband in front of the mall. 　　She has a habit of jogging in the mornings. We arranged to meet tomorrow morning, but she said she'd see how things went. (The End)

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