Having an affair with a mature woman and her friend's wife

At that time, I was still doing trade business in mainland China. I stayed in the company dormitory for more than 20 days, but it was boring, so I packed my bags and returned to Hong Kong. My wife and son had gone to my in-laws' house in the United States for a two-month vacation, and the house in Hong Kong was being renovated. After returning to Hong Kong, I temporarily stayed at my friend's house.
Only my friend and his wife lived there. One day, my friend hadn't come home yet, so I was alone in the room. I had nothing to do, so I went online. When I went out to get a drink of water, I met her. She was my friend's wife, about 40 years old. She hadn't gone to her company that day either, so we chatted in the living room. She said her husband was often away, and she was also at home online. We got along very well, and she even gave me her new phone number.
Later, after the house was renovated, I moved back to my own room. One night, I got bored on the street, so I called her to chat. It was evening, so she didn't answer.
A few days later, I called again and said I wanted to chat with her. She said it was okay and told me to come to her company. That day, she had just finished work early. I said it wouldn't be good if there were too many people at her company, but she said it was fine. So I went to her company and picked her up after work.
She and I went back to her house. I sat on the sofa, and she poured me some tea. We chatted for a while, and I took a closer look at her. She wasn't tall, but she was quite voluptuous, with large breasts and a large bottom. I really wanted to rub her breasts and bottom. After a while, I went over and sat down very close to her. She probably didn't know that my wife was away on vacation recently, and I was lacking in sex life, so I couldn't suppress my sexual desire and really wanted to have sex with her. She also asked me how my company's business was and how my life had been lately. We chatted for a while, and it was already 6 pm. I suggested that I take her out to dinner and take the opportunity, but she said it would be better for me to eat at her house. Eating out was expensive and not very good. I knew her husband was away on a business trip to the mainland, so I pretended and said, "It's just the two of us, why don't we eat out?" She initially disagreed, and I got anxious. When she saw my reaction, she said, "Her husband isn't here, and it would be embarrassing for just the two of us to eat out. Eating at home is more convenient and we don't have to worry about feeling embarrassed!"
Then we went to the market to buy groceries, and went back to her house to cook. While she was cooking, I helped her, and I kept pretending to touch her unintentionally. She didn't seem to care. Later, I pretended to press my penis against her buttocks through her pants from behind. She seemed to notice, smiled, and walked away.
Afterwards, we ate, and I didn't do anything to her, even though I really wanted to have sex with her. We kept talking about serious topics. After dinner, I said I had to leave. She smiled at me, and I thought my chance to stay was gone. She had already seen me to the door. I put on my coat and was about to put on my shoes. Just before leaving, I decided to turn back and hug her, and boldly kissed her. Seeing that she didn't resist, I boldly moved my hands to her breasts and gently caressed them. I pressed my lips against her face and whispered, "I've actually always had a crush on you!"
Then I gently kissed her lips again. Although her eyes were still closed, her breathing was noticeably rapid. Based on my years of experience with my wife, I knew she wouldn't refuse my further advances at this point. So I gently pressed my lips to hers, and I could smell the faint, unique fragrance of a woman's lips. I slowly parted her lips with the tip of my tongue. This was the first layer; would she resist at the next layer? I didn't know. I continued to push my tongue deeper. I touched her teeth, but quickly, my tongue easily parted her white teeth. Slowly, her tongue began to tentatively touch mine. While I continued to gently tease her tongue, I slipped my right hand inside her blouse. I hadn't expected her skin to be so smooth. My hand passed through her flat, taut abdomen, and after pushing up her bra, I finally touched her soft breasts.
Although my wife was three years younger than her, at this moment I felt her body was fresher, and her breasts, unlike those of a woman who had given birth, weren't sagging but full of elasticity, filling my entire hand. The moment I touched her breast, her body visibly trembled, and she let out soft moans. I whispered, "I'm sorry, forgive me, but I love you so much!" Then
I intertwined my tongue with hers, swallowing our shared saliva.
Her eyes remained closed, but her increasingly throbbing body told me she was aroused.
I began to gently rub her left breast in a circular motion. I could clearly feel her nipple hardening with excitement, so I changed my hand's caress to gently pinching her nipple with my thumb and middle finger. She seemed restless, so I pulled her back to the sofa and laid her down, while
I knelt on the sofa, my knees pressing against her genitals.
I whispered apologies to her as I kissed her cheeks, neck, and lips.
At the same time, I pushed her shirt up to her chin and unhooked and removed her bra. Then, the beautiful breasts I had dreamed of for years finally leaped before my eyes. Her breasts were full and white, with two brown nipples standing erect. She no longer concealed her feelings, breathing heavily with "ha, ha," and her hands trembled slightly.
She probably couldn't handle the stimulation, and she was clearly twisting her body, her legs trying to squeeze together, her toes pointed straight.
Suddenly, I felt something warm against my knee. I moved my leg back and touched it with my hand, feeling that my palm was covered in a sticky liquid. She was already so wet down there, not only soaking through her panties but also wetting my pants.
Excitedly, I whispered in her ear, "Oh no, you're wet." She immediately turned her head away in embarrassment, her face turning red and even more flushed.
I felt it was time, so I sat up on her thighs and used my hands to pull off her panties. Unexpectedly, she suddenly grabbed her waistband with both hands and cried out in a low voice, "No, don't do this!" I hesitated for a moment. Maybe I really was wrong. I shouldn't have done this to my friend's wife. But seeing the woman I had dreamed of lying half-naked in front of me, I felt unwilling.
So, while repeatedly pleading, "Forgive me! Just this once!" I firmly pried her fingers apart. It seemed that she felt powerless to resist me, and soon she gave up resisting, covering her face with her hands, as if she was about to cry again. But at this moment, I no longer had the thought of comforting her. I was only focused on taking off her underwear.
When I pulled her underwear down to her knees, I was overjoyed. I could feel my heart pounding. When I saw my friend's wife's most private parts displayed before me, I felt a strong sense of possessive pleasure.
I knew I was about to begin admiring the body of my sexual fantasies, every secret of hers to be revealed to me without reservation. In this state of extreme excitement, I quickly removed all her underwear. Under the soft light, her alluring body was now fully exposed.
She had a standard figure, about 1.6 meters tall, with fair skin. Although her thighs and calves were smooth and hairless, the pubic hair at her vulva formed a distinct inverted triangle, though it was sparser than my wife's. Her soft abdomen had a little bit of fat, but it felt even smoother and more comfortable to the touch.
Her breasts were large and truly beautiful, the light brown nipples erect as if beckoning me to kiss them. Her
large, firm buttocks were very full, making one unconsciously want to caress them. A gentle, tangy scent from a woman's genitals washed over me. I slowly parted her legs, revealing a pink slit between her pubic hair, the edges of her labia already damp with the flowing fluids. The color of her two small lips was much lighter than my wife's, making them look very fresh.
At this moment, I was blinded by lust. I lost patience with that fleshy opening. I knelt between her legs, wrapped my arms around her waist, and tried to thrust my engorged penis into her vagina. But she tried to resist again. She pushed against my body, her lower body swaying from side to side. My penis couldn't fit into her vagina, so I moved my hands from her waist to her buttocks, pulling her lower body closer to me. This allowed my penis to smoothly reach her vulva. Because of the lubrication, although she resisted, my entire penis slid in smoothly. Then, she began to move further into the bed, and my penis slipped out again. I saw her eyes slightly open, looking at me. She began to shake her head and whisper, I could roughly hear her saying things like "no," "can't."
But her moist vagina beckoned me. My penis had already gone in once; I couldn't give up like this. This resistance only increased my excitement and stimulation. My penis felt stronger and harder than ever before.
"Thump!" She stopped resisting, and with that stop, my penis was fully inserted into her vagina. I heard her let out a soft "Ah!" and her whole body trembled. My body sank, and for the first time, I truly made love to the woman I had longed for for so many years. My
penis stopped inside her vagina, and I took the opportunity to feel Sister Zhao's tight vaginal walls gripping my penis. Her vaginal walls were much tighter than my wife's. I forcefully pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. Because of our position, I could penetrate very deeply. I felt that I had reached my friend's wife's cervix. Each thrust touched my glans. At this point, I didn't care about the "three shallow and one deep" rule anymore. I thrust in to the very root each time. "...slap...smack..." Sister Zhao also began to make "cough, cough" sounds during my continuous attacks. The hands that had been pushing my body began to grip me tightly, while her buttocks moved up and down on my penis.
Since my wife and son went on vacation to my in-laws' house in the US for two months, I haven't made love. This stimulation made me feel like I was about to ejaculate. I thought to myself, I can't ejaculate at this crucial moment, but Sister Zhao's vagina is very tight, and it's too stimulating to have it inside. I had to stop my vigorous attack and start to slowly and rhythmically insert myself, trying to rub the little fleshy bumps on her G-spot as hard as possible.
Watching her buttocks move up and down faster and faster, her face getting hotter and hotter, her lips slightly pursed, panting heavily, and her lips getting tighter and tighter, I knew she was about to reach her climax. I pressed my whole body against hers, her breathing becoming rapid and disordered under my weight, and her body began to tense up. Finally, after a violent shudder, her whole body coiled around me, not letting go for a long time.
Seeing that she had reached her climax, I relaxed my restraint, thrusting my body forward with all my might, pressing tightly against her pubic bone. Ah!! Thick, hot semen shot through my glans, reaching deep into her body. She felt the warmth of my sperm… Her lower body began to contract rhythmically; her cervix seemed to crave this strong, hot semen, and began to convulse.
I laid my friend's wife flat on her back. I noticed that she still had her eyes closed, barely opening them throughout the entire process. Perhaps she was afraid of seeing me and feeling guilty, or perhaps she didn't want to accept this reality. I didn't press her further, letting her lie completely limp on the bed, her legs casually spread apart. Her vulva, now calmed by passion, was a mess, her pubic hair soaked with large clumps of vaginal fluid, and a pale white mixture of semen and vaginal fluid was seeping from the pink cleft between her thighs. I gently wiped her clean with a tissue, then wiped my still-erect penis, discarded the tissue, and embraced her from behind.
She turned her back to me, and I think she probably wished this were a dream. I didn't disturb her, quietly put on my clothes, and only left quietly after making sure no one was outside.
That night, I experienced the most pleasurable sex in the world—the thrill of completely captivating another man's woman, both physically and emotionally.

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