I played with my boss's mistress

I dodged the security guard at the gate and arrived at the house of her current boyfriend's boss's son. Climbing over the low courtyard wall, I peered into the living room through the window.

Four people were sitting inside: her, her soon-to-be boyfriend, and his parents. Oh, her boyfriend's mother looked so young, only in her thirties. She seemed to be a stepmother, alluring and obviously not a respectable woman.

They chatted animatedly for a while, then her boyfriend saw her out.

I quickly slipped away, and her boyfriend said, "I'll see her off," and left with her.

I didn't follow them out, because I wanted to see their new house—hehe, maybe even pee on his new bed. Taking advantage of the unlocked door the boss had left for his son, I slipped inside unnoticed.

The boss's house was indeed impressive, grand and fully furnished. The boss and his stepmother had already gone upstairs, so I frolicked downstairs. While playing around, I carelessly knocked over and broke a vase. Startled, I hid to the side and waited a while, but no one came down from upstairs.

I wondered what was going on; there was no way they wouldn't have heard such a loud noise. Thinking this, I gathered up the broken pieces and quietly went upstairs. I saw a "double happiness" character pasted on the door of the innermost room—oh, this must be the bridal chamber.

I wanted to go in and take a look, but as soon as I reached the door, I heard a woman's "oh oh" sounds and my boss's "hehe" sounds coming from inside. I thought, "This boss is really something, making a hole in his own son's bridal chamber."

I pushed the door open; it wasn't locked. I figured they couldn't have heard the broken vase, so I went in to check. I opened the door, and right in front of me on the bed, my boss was holding up his long, white legs and "hehe"ing.

I saw a door nearby and quickly slipped inside. It was a toilet, a bathroom, and a shower. The most interesting thing was that there was a window facing the bed, with curtains hanging.

I parted the curtains, leaving only a small crack, and peeked inside. Hehe, is this some kind of pornographic film or a live broadcast?

The boss was thrusting at varying speeds, and the woman's little feet were quite pretty. Whenever the boss slowed down, the woman would yell, "Faster...faster..." The

boss was panting heavily. Just then, there was a few knocks on the door. Oh, the boss's son was back. He called out from outside, "Dad, are you in there? I need to talk to you."

I thought to myself, "Your son is really sensible; he even knows to knock beforehand to avoid embarrassment."

The boss was startled and said irritably, "You're sleeping downstairs tonight, I'll be down in a bit."

The boss's son was indeed obedient; he went downstairs, and the boss, startled, soon ejaculated, trembling.

The woman complained, "Why is your son back so early today?"

The leader said, "He's getting married soon, so he's probably got something to discuss with me."

The woman said, "Discuss what? It's about money. You've given all your money to your son."

The leader patted the woman reassuringly and said, "I'll be right back."

The woman said, "Aren't you going to wash up?"

I was startled, but thankfully the leader said, "We'll talk when you come back up."

After saying that, the leader put on his clothes and went downstairs, leaving only the leader's son's young stepmother on the bed. The woman got up and muttered to herself, "I need to wash up." She grabbed a tissue and wiped the semen-stained door, then walked towards the bathroom where I was.

I was terrified and quickly looked for a place to hide. Luckily, a large floor-length curtain was hanging in the window facing the street, so I lifted it and slipped inside.

I heard the woman come in and turn on the shower. Some of the water splashed onto me behind the curtain, and I mustered my courage to peek through it. Oh, what a beautiful picture of a woman bathing!

The woman was tilting her head back, letting the water from the showerhead splash against her beautiful face. Some water droplets lingered on her long eyelashes, glistening like pearls as they slid down.

Her mouth was slightly open, and she was blowing away the steam. She occasionally combed her long, flowing hair back, pushing her large, white breasts forward and upward, making them appear even larger. Her playful little feet splashed water as she took small steps, like she was dancing a slow waltz. Her legs were so long, her feet making up two-thirds of her body. Between her legs, a tuft of fine black hair peeked out, enticing one to want to explore it!

As I was watching, she opened her eyes and saw me. She cried out, "Ah!" I rushed over and covered her mouth with one hand, while the other hand grabbed a toothbrush and pressed it against her back.

I whispered in her ear, scolding her, "Don't scream, I have a knife. Scream again and I'll stab you to death."

The woman was terrified; she never expected to encounter such a thing in her own home. Half-conscious, she leaned against me. She was really heavy, so I had to move back against the wall. She was still unconsciously leaning back, bending the toothbrush against her back. I simply threw the toothbrush away, freeing my hand to support her. The water from the shower was still spraying, so I brought her face close to the water to wake her up.

She recovered and asked me nervously, "W-what do you want to do?"

I found her nervousness amusing and threatened her, saying, "I'm a fugitive wanted for a capital crime, and I'm staying here to lay low. As long as you behave and don't say or do anything wrong, I won't hurt you. What do you say?"

She hurriedly nodded. I reached out and closed the water valve, and as my arm returned, it accidentally touched her breast.

She shuddered and covered her chest with her hands. I was furious, thinking, "You slut, what are you pretending for?"

So I commanded, "Let go of your hands."

She still covered her chest, saying, "No! I'll give you money if you want it."

I was enraged and yanked her hands away, revealing her trembling, large breasts. My penis, which was already hard, was now even harder.

I reached out and grabbed her breasts. They felt so good, so big, white, and delicate. My hand couldn't cover them all, and she was too scared to resist, closing her eyes and enduring my humiliation. As

I kneaded them, I pushed her against the wall. Her pitiful appearance only fueled my lust. I kneaded her large breasts even harder, occasionally tugging at her nipples.

Her face gradually flushed, and her two long, white legs pressed together, rubbing against each other unnaturally. I thought to myself, "Slut, she's really slutty. She can still get aroused in this situation."

I reached between her legs and easily spread them apart. With my thumb on the outside, I stroked her vulva back and forth with my other four fingers. Her clitoris quickly hardened. I pinched her clitoris between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a sharp tug.

She let out a soft moan and collapsed onto me. I pressed her head down fiercely and said, "Give me a good suck, or I'll kill you!"

She had no choice but to unbutton my pants, take out my penis, and gently suck it. Her technique was pretty good; it made my penis feel tingly. Just as I was enjoying this beautiful young woman's thorough service, footsteps came from the door.

Oh, it's the boss coming back. I quickly opened the water valve again, turning it to full flow. Then, I looked down at the bewildered woman and said, "Don't make a sound, or you'll lose your life."

She sucked on my penis, looked up at me, and nodded.

I heard the boss enter the room. He heard the sound of water in the bathroom and said, "Oh, taking a shower. I have to go out with my son for a bit. You'll sleep in this room by yourself tonight." Then he left.

I saw the look of despair in the eyes of the boss's second wife beneath me. I smugly nudged my large penis into her mouth and said, "Hurry up. Don't expect anyone to come to your rescue."

The boss's second wife then sucked on my penis even harder. One hand held my hips, blocking my occasional excited thrusts; the other hand gripped my penis, gently stroking it back and forth.

Her mouth was wide open to accommodate my increasingly swollen penis. Her head moved back and forth, mimicking thrusting. Her little tongue occasionally licked the glans, sometimes making circular motions along the glans. It seemed she was completely conquered!

A surge of desire to ejaculate rose from my spine. I thought to myself, "I can't ejaculate so early. Wouldn't it be a waste of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

I looked down and saw her plump breasts trembling slightly with her movements, and an idea formed in my mind. I pulled my penis out of her mouth, then sat on the toilet seat next to her and said, "Come here, kneel down."

She knelt before me, confused. I made her move closer, placing her hands on either side of her large, white breasts, and then squeezed them together. I held my penis erect between her breasts, letting her move it up and down, stimulating it through the friction of her breasts. Heh, I learned this from watching porn.

She seemed very familiar with this, her beautiful, knowing eyes gazing at me seductively, her movements varying in speed and intensity depending on my excited expression. Soon, her breasts and my penis were red from the friction.

I couldn't hold back any longer, suddenly stood up, and ejaculated onto her pretty face. She didn't dodge, letting the semen spray onto her face and chest. Some semen slid down to the corners of her mouth, which she licked up with her tongue, seemingly enjoying the taste. Seeing this, I immediately shoved my still-erect penis back into her mouth, and she happily licked it clean.

I slumped onto the toilet, mostly sober. I thought, "I've committed a crime. What should I do now?" While I was pondering this, she wasn't idle. She continued licking my penis, occasionally rubbing her large breasts against my inner thighs. This aroused me again. I

thought, "Never mind. Let's finish first, let's have our fun first." I turned her around, making her face away from me, and entered her from behind.

Her vagina was already soaking wet. But perhaps because I was tired, and burdened by my emotions, my penis remained half-erect, unable to become aroused. Seeing that my penis wasn't hard, she got a little impatient and used her hand to insert both of our penises into her vagina.

Seeing her lewd expression, I chuckled to myself. I pulled out my half-erect penis, turned to the side, and also inserted my hand into her vagina. So, our hands moved in and out of her vagina simultaneously. At first, I used one finger, then two, then three, and finally all four fingers were inside. She stopped using her hand and instead gripped the toilet seat, moaning and enjoying herself. My thumb, placed outside her vagina, occasionally poked at her anus, stimulating her to twist her hips.

My four fingers were churning inside her vagina, and her juices flowed more and more. Finally, she let out a sigh and collapsed onto the toilet.

I pulled my hand out of her vagina, exhaled two puffs, and then a large gush of vaginal fluid gushed out.

It was the first time I'd ever heard of a woman's vulva, so I curiously squatted down in front of it and peered inside. It was incredibly deep, the surrounding red flesh contracting intermittently. Her pink labia were turned outwards, and I felt aroused. I kissed her vulva and playfully blew a breath inside.

Her large, pert buttocks, which she had been holding up with her last bit of strength, finally gave way, and she rolled onto the floor, oblivious to the water splashing from the showerhead onto her fair skin. I took off the showerhead and sprayed her alluring body, especially her genitals. She enjoyed it with her eyes half-closed!

She gradually recovered, leaning forward to help me take off my pants. I squatted down, and she helped me remove my shirt as well. We both sat on the floor, playing with each other like children, like old lovers!

After I helped her and she helped me shower, I picked her up and carried her into the room, placing her on the bed. I went back to the bathroom to look for the cigarettes in my clothes, but they were already damp. I went back into the room and asked her, "Do you have any cigarettes?" She got up and took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the drawer, gently took one out, and lit it for me. I took a puff and it tasted good; these cheap cigarettes are really nice!

I lay on the bed, and she lay on my chest, gently stroking the chest hair with her small hand. I asked her, "Why aren't you resisting?"

She pressed her face against my chest, blew a breath onto my chest hair, and said, "I've been married for over three years, and I've never been this happy. The man I married is over fifty years old and can't fully satisfy my needs. I'm still young, and making love with a young man like you is what I long for. Why would I resist?" As

I listened, I took a puff of smoke and blew it onto her neck, and she squirmed with a ticklish sensation. I continued to ask her, "I'll say something, don't mind me. You seem quite wanton; what's going on?"

She looked up at me with a reproachful look and said, "It's all because of you men." As she spoke, she stood up and asked me to come downstairs with her, saying she wanted me to look at something.

We went downstairs naked and went to her and her boss's bedroom. She found a key and opened a cabinet door. I saw various sex toys displayed in a sex shop on the street.

I chuckled and said, "You really collect them!"

I randomly found a pair of handcuffs in a corner of the pile. Holding the handcuffs, I asked her, "How do we play with these?"

She grinned and asked me back, "What, do you want to play?"

I smiled and nodded.

She said, "Should we play in this room? Or upstairs in the new room?"

I said, "Of course in the new room, the new room is more exciting!" She grinned lewdly and pinched me with her small hand.

She took the handcuffs and found a few VCDs. She told me to take a soft leather whip and a rope, and we went upstairs. Once inside, she put on a VCD for me to watch. Oh, it was a Western film. A woman was tied to a wire bed, and two men were standing beside her, playing with her with dildos. I hate watching Western films, so I asked her if she had any Asian ones. She looked around and found one to play. Oh, it's a Japanese film. It's about a busty beauty sitting on a man's lap, and the man reaches out from behind and fondles her breasts.

I watched it and chuckled, saying to her, "Are yours bigger than hers?"

She grinned lewdly, shaking her chest, and said, "Mine aren't small either." I looked at her breasts and felt dizzy.

I pulled her closer, found a chair, and sat down, letting her sit on my lap. I imitated the VCD, reaching out from behind to fondle her breasts. She moaned and groaned like the actress in the VCD, writhing her white body. After the man fondled her breasts for a while, the scene shifted, and I saw the man tying the actress to a chair. I saw this and asked her, "How about it? Shall we imitate him?" She nodded excitedly.

I stood up and placed her on a chair. I handcuffed her hands behind the chair and then used the rope I'd brought to separate her legs and tie them to the chair legs. I turned around and saw the man in the VCD holding a fluffy brush, moving it back and forth across the actress's body, teasing her. So I picked up a whip, curled it up, and, imitating the VCD, used the bristles to brush her body.

She excitedly twisted and turned with the varying pressure of the whip, even controlling her waist to make the contact between the whip and her body more intense. Soon, like the actress in the VCD, she was leaking a lustful fluid from her vulva.

The man in the VCD took out a whip and started whipping the actress. I also tried letting go of the whip in my hand and whipping her a few times. Seeing her comfortable expression and lack of pain, I started whipping her again and again. This must be called masochism. I was also very aroused, my penis hard and erect.

The man on the VCD was whipping her while yelling in Japanese. I couldn't understand, but I was aroused and imitated him, loudly asking her, "How is it? Does it feel good?"

She replied lewdly, "Harder, harder!"

I thought to myself, "This bitch is a masochist!" I whipped her while randomly asking her, "Where did you put all your money?"

She actually answered. She groaned and replied, "In the safe."

I asked again, "What's the password?"

She replied, "780219, my birthday." It seems this wanton woman has really gone wild, not caring about anything anymore!

Because I was just asking randomly, I couldn't remember what I was asking. Looking at this lewd woman, my male desire to conquer was fully satisfied. I stopped whipping her, walked up to her, pulled her head, and shoved my big penis into her groaning mouth. While she sucked my penis, I put down the whip and started pinching her pink nipples. She was tied to the chair and could only try to twist her body to adapt to my movements.

I stroked the red welts on her breasts, left by the whip, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

She rolled her eyes upward, looking at me lustfully, my penis still in her mouth, and shook her head. I kissed her earlobe with a touch of pity, and she opened her mouth as wide as possible, letting my penis plunge deep into her throat.

My penis twitched uncontrollably in her throat, causing her to cough violently and spit it out. I lifted her face with my hands, and she looked at me pitifully with tears in her eyes. I softened and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, saying, "Let's go to bed." She nodded obediently. I untied her and placed her on the bed. I embraced her sexy body, kissing her passionately, leaving my lip prints everywhere from her head to her feet. She responded passionately as well. We sought the stimulation we needed from each other!

I parted her legs and inserted my penis into her waiting entrance. My large penis was hard inside her vagina, gradually swelling. It kept exploring new depths within her vagina. I thrust into her vagina at top speed.

She was pushed to the head of the bed with each thrust, and I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her back to accommodate my relentless thrusting. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure I was giving her.

I thrust hundreds of times, sweat dripping onto her body. She opened her eyes, tilted her head back to kiss me, and told me to get off. I rolled over and lay on my back on the bed, her back to me, her vagina facing my large penis, and sat down. She rose and fell her large buttocks with each thrust, actively seeking her own pleasure, going deep or shallow as she pleased. I was happy to take a break.

I lit another cigarette, admiring her large white buttocks while watching porn on the VCD.

She bounced on my penis, and I felt her vagina tighten in waves. After a while, she let out a long breath, let out a soft cry, and collapsed onto my lap.

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