【The Story of the Three Lewd Neighbors and Their Beautiful Wives】(Countryside! Fragrant Neighbors!) (Complete)

I once had sex with my neighbor's wife three times back in my rural hometown. The pleasure I felt was something I could never share with outsiders, so

it remained a deep secret, and sometimes the thought of it made me feel uneasy.

Now, with this channel, I can share my story with all the lecherous men out there, and the pleasure has increased

countless times.

From my inner monologue above, you can see that this is indeed my true experience. So

please feel free to share! I graduated from university in the countryside and now work in the city. I was

admitted to a nationally renowned university, one of the few in the county, so it caused quite a stir, and many people in my hometown

naturally admired me.

This isn't just idle talk.

I'm telling you this so you understand that this might be one of the reasons I succeeded in my illicit affairs,

because I'm not a handsome man, nor am I particularly interesting.

One autumn day, I was returning home from the countryside when I suddenly saw a beautiful woman smiling and greeting me

, calling me "Big Brother," her words clearly very warm.

She seemed familiar, and remembering my neighbor's younger brother's recent wedding, I realized—this was the bride.

Actually, I've known her since I was a child, because we went to the same school; she was four or five years younger than me.

She was an exceptionally beautiful woman, at least by rural standards. She

was about 162 cm tall, with fair and delicate skin, and her figure was particularly outstanding—

the most striking feature that set her apart from other rural women.

She had large breasts, long legs, and a round bottom. The only flaw was a scar on her left cheek, slightly smaller than a penny,

supposedly from a childhood injury.

To me, the scar resembled Venus's missing arm.

Absolutely stunning! After leaving the rural elementary school, I hadn't seen her for many years, and I was surprised to find she was already married.

And such a beautiful woman, married to a very ordinary farmer—I couldn't help but feel

sorry .

But thinking about it carefully, she was born in the countryside and had no special skills; it was a difficult choice.

Then I thought, given how enthusiastic she was towards me, perhaps I had a chance to share her with her husband? This

thought immediately stirred up a restless feeling within me.

What I'm about to tell you is that I didn't succeed at first, because I only stayed in the countryside for a few days.

Although I looked around, I didn't find an opportunity.

I actually slept with her on New Year's Eve that year! And, at that time, she was

pregnant ! After that meeting, I didn't go home until the Spring Festival.

I forgot to mention that at that time, I was dating my current wife, and she didn't go to the countryside with me.

I returned home on New Year's Day.

As soon as I got home, I went to her house next door to see her, looking for an opportunity.

When she saw me, she smiled and called out, "Brother, you're back for the New Year?"

As I answered, I thought to myself: I must sleep with her! I don't know why I had such

determination at that time.

You see, apart from a few times with my first love in college, I had never

had sex , including my girlfriend at the time! Maybe it was her natural allure that encouraged me, or maybe I

noticed the admiration and affection in her eyes.

Because of our family's financial difficulties at the time, we couldn't afford a television, so that evening, my parents and I squeezed into

her husband's older brother's room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The room wasn't big, about 15 square meters.

Her husband, his wife, and their child were sitting on the bed, with a long bench and two or three chairs on the floor.

I think I arrived early, so I sat on the bench next to her in-laws, my parents on chairs, and

her husband watching people gamble.

About 20 or 30 minutes into the gala, she entered the room.

I got up to offer her a seat, but she refused and stood behind me instead.

I started to get aroused! We watched the program and occasionally shared our thoughts, but I still didn't

know how to approach her.

Later, perhaps because she was tired of standing, or perhaps unconsciously, her hand seemed to briefly rest on my shoulder.

Even so, I didn't have any other way to immediately make love to her. It

was around 10:30 pm when she couldn't resist the sleepiness and went back to her room to sleep.

At first, I didn't realize what was happening and continued watching TV.

About twenty minutes later, I suddenly remembered that her husband had gone to watch or participate in gambling, and wouldn't be back until one or two

in the morning . She must have left the door open for him! At this thought, my lower body immediately became erect

and felt hot.

After sitting for a while, I pretended to be going to sleep, ignoring her in-laws' repeated attempts to persuade me to stay, and got up and left the room.

My parents had also gone home to rest.

We lived in an old house that was hundreds of years old, where many rooms

were separated .

If you weren't careful, even the slightest noise from next door would be heard by the neighbors.

I came out of the room where I was watching TV, groped my way through a hallway, and arrived at her room's door

. Next door was my parents' bedroom! Her room was pitch black.

I stood at the door for a while, listening, but there was no sound.

I didn't know if she was fast asleep, or if her husband had broken his routine and come home to sleep.

Even if she was alone, how would she react if I went in? What would be the consequences? I

really had no idea.

I hesitated for a few minutes.

But in the end, lust emboldened me, and I decided to barge in. If anything went wrong, I could just say I was looking for

her husband.

So, I gently pushed open the door.

The door, being old, made a slight creak.

I knew the layout of the room's furniture, so I tiptoed towards the bed.

After reaching the edge of the bed, I sat down.

Once I was comfortable in the darkness, I realized she was alone in bed, fast asleep.

My heart pounded.

I reached out and gently lifted the thick blanket beside her legs, my other hand slipping inside to touch her

long legs clad in acrylic panties.

The muscles beneath the panties were firm, full, and incredibly elastic.

I didn't use much force, so I didn't wake her.

Seeing that she didn't react, I moved my hand between her legs and touched her high, rounded mons pubis! My

heart pounded even harder, almost suffocating me! After a brief pause, my palm began to rub and knead her mons pubis.

I felt its incredible softness and fleshiness, and heard the rustling sound of pubic hair rubbing against her panties! At this moment, she

groggily woke up, probably thinking it was her husband returning, and asked without suspicion, "Who is it?"

I immediately leaned close to her ear and answered in a trembling voice, "It's me!"

Her sleepiness vanished instantly, and she let out a gasp, then softly asked, "What are you doing here?"

I didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After gathering my thoughts, I made up some random words of admiration for her, expressing my desire to get closer to her.

I was so inexperienced in seduction that I thought she would immediately agree after knowing it was me; even if

she didn't express it verbally, she wouldn't firmly refuse.

Who knew her reaction was exactly the latter, and she told me to leave immediately.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do, but my hand still touched her genitals through her pants (she seemed to have pushed me away?).

I stood there, my mind racing: maybe she was shy? Or worried her husband might suddenly

come home? So I told her I'd only touch her for a little while and then leave, while simultaneously reaching out to kiss her face and lips.

She pushed me away, telling me to leave quickly or she'd turn on the light and call for help.

Having already taken this step, I wasn't going to stop easily, and I was certain she wouldn't dare call for help.

I continued to squeeze her vulva with one hand and knead her breasts with the other.

During this process, although I was worried she would scream, worried my parents next door would hear, my rising desire made me

reckless.

Because she didn't resist much, my hand easily slipped past the elastic band of her panties and

directly touched her labia majora, beginning to arouse her desire.

Perhaps it was because I had little experience with women at the time, or perhaps it was because she was in a state of extreme fear and

anxiety , or perhaps it was because she had just woken up and couldn't get into the mood quickly, but after touching

her for a few minutes, I still didn't see much fluid coming out of her vagina, and her vulva wasn't very wet.

I then lifted up her sweater and acrylic bra that she was wearing for sleeping, grabbed her breasts, and teased her nipples.

After playing like this for a while, she whispered, "That's enough! Hurry up and go, my husband is coming back! If you don't leave, I'll really

call for help."

I was no longer afraid of these things and said, "He won't be back this early. I've been thinking about you for so long,

just let me fuck you, I'll finish quickly."

After saying that, I lifted the covers and crawled into her bed.

When she heard this, she was probably even more frightened and immediately pushed me away with great force.

A woman's strength is ultimately limited.

I climbed on top of her, pulling down my pants while begging her and promising to finish quickly.

She resisted while pleading, "No, Uncle! Please! No!"

"I have to protect her!"

By this time, my pants were down to my knees, and it was impossible to stop.

I pulled down her panties while using my knees to pry her legs apart. She tried her best to keep them closed, and although

I finally pulled her pants down to her knees, she still tried to stop me from penetrating her.

In the end, she couldn't resist me. I held my penis and groped to push it in: halfway in! At this moment,

I heard her let out a soft "Oh!" She probably realized that resisting was no longer meaningful and just wanted me to finish quickly and

leave . So her body went limp, and she let me lie on top of her, panting as I thrust into her and pulled her.

Only then did I notice that her belly was slightly protruding; she was probably three months pregnant! This was probably why she

was resisting me.

I was worried about causing her to miscarry, and since her pants weren't completely off, restricting my movements, and her vagina was very tight,

I could only lift my upper body to avoid putting pressure on her stomach, making it difficult to stretch out and have a good, gentle time

.

So, I tried lifting her legs and pulling her pants off completely.

She began to resist fiercely, preventing me from succeeding, and I could only awkwardly continue.

In this situation, I only felt a thrill in my mind,

but I really couldn't let go and had sex with her freely, and I was also worried that her husband might really come back.

In less than five minutes, far from enough to ejaculate, she finally couldn't tolerate it anymore and started pushing me

off .

How could I finish so hastily? So, while begging her, I said that I was almost done, that I was about to ejaculate.

Seeing that I continued to be inside her vagina without stopping, she raised her voice: "Get out of here! If you don't leave, I'll scream!"

At the same time, she reached for the light switch on the bedside table to turn on the light.

Seeing this, even though I was unwilling, I had no choice but to give up. I quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll go out!"

I immediately got up and got out of bed, standing on the floor straightening my pants. At the same time, I heard her wipe

her and then pull her pants up.

Although I wasn't completely satisfied this time, at least I got to have sex with her.

After leaving, I hid in a dark place and masturbated for a few minutes, then made an excuse that I couldn't sleep and went back to watch

TV .

Around midnight, her husband came home and sat in that room with me to watch TV.

My eyes were fixed on the TV, but my heart was pounding.

What if she told her husband? After he went back to his room, I got up and left too.

I didn't sleep well that night, even dreaming about being caught.

The next day, I found that nothing had happened, and I was relieved.

But I still felt awkward seeing her.

We're neighbors, after all; we see each other all the time.

She acted as if nothing had happened, which completely reassured me, and I realized: there was more to come!

And indeed, that's what happened

If I hadn't been working in another city, I definitely would have had many more opportunities to sleep with her.

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