The taste of other people's wives

I watched her gracefully stroll through several streets, holding the little boy's slender wrist. The boy occasionally looked up at her. Perhaps it was the strange looks from strangers around him that made him uneasy. I would have done the same; anyone would have looked at this mother and son with admiration and a hint of disbelief. Her swaying, round hips, firm, large breasts, and beautiful figure would have attracted anyone to such a mature and charming mother. But I am a person with ulterior motives; I had been watching her for a long time. This woman's name is Hou Fen. She first appeared in the company's conference room, where the business manager was discussing matters with her. She had long, wavy hair, wore a low-cut, light green dress, and her even, fair legs extended perfectly into her white strappy high heels. Especially striking was the defined cleavage of her breasts, her full breasts making one want to pinch them. That day, her mature charm deeply attracted me—no, I should say she completely captivated me. Strictly speaking, she wasn't a stunning beauty. For a woman nearing 40, she exuded a captivating charm of middle age; she didn't need to be conventionally beautiful to be alluring, like a perfectly ripe peach. If "alluring" were the word to describe her, I think it would be most fitting. From then on, I couldn't bear to look at her for a moment. Lustful thoughts constantly surged within me, and because of these thoughts, I firmly believed that one day I would have this beautiful flesh in my mouth. Lost in thought, she stopped in front of a clothing store. A quick glance revealed it was a women's lingerie shop… I wondered what kind of panties she was wearing under her skirt—white lace? Black cotton? Maybe a high-waisted thong! That would be perfect. Before bed, after undressing, I would spend a few minutes wearing those panties while she performed oral sex on me, her hands roaming over her rounded, full buttocks, watching how her lips enveloped my penis, swallowing and releasing. She lingered by the shop window for a long time before finally walking through the automatic doors. A moment later, I began to fantasize about her trying on the panties. About half an hour later, she came out carrying a gloomy gray bag… Wasn’t that her most mysterious symbol of sexual desire? A hint of joy shone on her face. The little boy looked up at her again. How lucky, you saw what kind of underwear Mom wore. It doesn’t matter, one day you’ll know what kind of expression Mom has when she does that kind of thing. Damn it! Just that thought made my crotch bulge. So, I gradually shortened the distance between us, waiting for an opportunity. At noon, she seemed to have a purpose and quickened her pace. Soon, she led the little boy into a restaurant. I paused for a moment and followed her in. There weren’t many customers in the restaurant, which was rare at lunchtime. Hou Fen and the child chose a corner. I pretended to choose a table next to her with my back to her. After ordering and serving drinks, she said to the child, “Sit well! Mom is going to the restroom.” The opportunity had come! She swayed her skirt and walked towards the restroom. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a few numbers. Hou Fen’s phone rang in her purse. "Little boy, Mommy's phone is ringing, hurry and give it to Mommy!" I turned around with a kind smile. The little boy obediently reached into his purse, grabbed the phone, and ran to the restroom. Naturally, the sleeping pills I had prepared for her were quickly poured into the orange juice. A few minutes later, Hou Fen and the little boy returned to their seats. "Strange? Who called? They didn't say anything." She muttered, casually placing the cell phone on the table, then taking a few sips of her drink. At that moment, I almost fainted. When the waiter finally brought the food, the little boy asked, "Mommy, are you sick?" "Um... Mommy feels a little stuffy, something's wrong..." Hou Fen answered weakly, the drug taking effect. "Then eat quickly so you'll feel better!" "Sweetie, you eat first. Mommy just needs to close her eyes for a little while." As soon as she finished speaking, Hou Fen slumped onto the table and fell into a deep sleep. The long-awaited moment finally arrived. I feigned concern, "Little one, Mommy seems unwell? Shall Uncle take Mommy to see a doctor?" The little boy looked bewildered, unsure how to answer, and just stared at me. I reached out and touched Hou Fen's forehead, "Oh dear! Mommy has a fever! It'll be terrible if we don't hurry! We have to go find the doctor quickly." I helped Hou Fen lean against me, and put my arm around her waist; her skin felt soft and warm to the touch. The little boy, carrying his purse in one hand and clutching his mother's clothes with the other, obediently followed me to find the "doctor." Of course, the little boy was easy to please; I only needed to tell the receptionist to give him a tip, and the hotel service was always surprisingly attentive. As I helped Hou Fang into the elevator, I couldn't wait to frivolously touch her round buttocks. But that's the thrill of the game; no matter how much I wanted it, I had to restrain myself. The stronger the thrust, the greater the pleasure. When my lust was about to overflow, it would be uncontrollable like a burst dam, and I would become a beast. Thinking of this, my penis was already so hard I could hardly stand. The narrow space of the elevator was filled with the scent of her perfume. Hou Fang's body was weak and defenseless against me. After leaving the elevator, I simply picked her up, found the room, and laboriously placed her on the bed before quickly closing the door behind me. Hou Fang's jade-like body lay sprawled on the soft white bed, her firm breasts forming two mounds that extended down her slender waist to her private parts, where a slight bulge appeared. The soft gauze dress dipped inwards from there, accentuating the shapely contours of her thighs. It didn't matter; the goddess was already within my grasp. The more beautiful the moment, the more I wanted to savor it. I noticed the paper bag she had just taken from the clothing store; inside, of course, was a symbol of her sexual desire. I was hoping for a high-waisted, thin-strapped thong. A casual peek revealed a maroon silk thong, with a sheer, openwork design in the front and back, but the fabric covering her vulva was slightly more than I had imagined. The new panties looked lewd but lacked life; I had no interest in them and tossed them aside. My gaze returned to Hou Fang's sleeping face. I freed one hand to unzip my pants and laboriously pulled out my erect penis. Doing this in front of her was something I had long dreamed of; the feeling of defiling a goddess was exhilarating. I moved closer to her, rubbing my veined phallus and pressing it against her lips. The precum dripping from my glans fell onto her lips. I gently circled the head of my penis against her lips, then slipped my fingers between her lips, parting her teeth slightly. Lowering my hips, my penis slid into her mouth, a warm, moist, and wonderful current instantly shooting to my head. (Ah…this is the tingling sensation that drives men wild…) I slowly thrust deeper, Hou Fang kept her eyes tightly closed and didn't utter a sound. Her face was contorted and deformed from the intrusion of the foreign object into her mouth. As I moved my hips, I caressed her breasts. The fact that a woman nearing 40 had such elastic breasts made me marvel as if I had found a treasure. With a little more force, a mound of beautiful flesh quickly filled my palm. At this moment, I wouldn't let go even if I had a thousand reasons. Although she was sleeping soundly, I hoped she would react, so I increased the pressure of my hand. Her round, soft breasts were deformed beyond recognition in my hands, but she didn't even flinch. This made me feel a little disappointed yet also filled with a mixture of pleasure and disappointment. (What would happen if I were a little rougher?) I was curious, so I reached into her V-neck, unhooked her bra, and pulled out her magnificent breasts. Her large, white breasts came into view, still bearing the marks of my footing. Her areolas were a little darker, and the nipples of a woman who had breastfed were slightly larger. I figured her husband, besides her son, must also love this place, so desecrating it would be incredibly pleasurable. I opened my mouth and began to suckle, my tongue circling around her nipple, which soon became incredibly erect. At this moment, my penis, which was in her mouth, swelled even more. I couldn't resist lifting her skirt, revealing her flesh-colored thong tightly covering her lower body. I really liked flesh-colored underwear; it made her body look even more sexy, like an extra layer of camouflage on a woman's skin. I looked around at my prey and found that her private parts were already wet, the vaginal fluid seeping from her vulva staining that part of her panties a dark brown. I extended my middle finger and gently pressed it against her clitoris through her panties, slowly circling it. I could smell the woman's scent as she prepared for intercourse. Her vulva seemed to beckon to me. I pulled the clitoral glans out of her mouth, parted her legs with both hands, and the hidden entrance to her valley was brazenly revealed before my eyes. But I hesitated for a moment. Should I just remove her last defense or make her bend over? I didn't think for long. I forcefully turned her around, and the sight of her full buttocks was enough to make my eyes burn with lust. I then pulled her panties up forcefully, the top of the panties digging deep into her vulva. I could clearly see her dark pubic hair. At this moment, she moved slightly. "Ugh..." Could she not bear it? My goddess. Her slender fingers gripped the sheets. I thought she would regain consciousness soon, but the real show was just beginning. I put my middle finger in my mouth, moistened it with saliva, and then gently pressed my finger against the panties at the entrance of her vulva. My finger then moved up and down along the entrance of her vulva, and Hou Fang's buttocks trembled even more violently. A woman who reacts is always better than one who doesn't. I hooked my fingers up her panties, which were bunched up, and then released them sharply. The panties bounced back and slapped against her vulva, and her breathing became heavier. I repeated this action until her inner thighs stiffened, then I paused for a moment. "I know, if my husband knew about his beautiful wife here..." I brought my face close to her legs, scrutinizing the alluring opening before me. "It's already wet enough for many men to enjoy...""...Wouldn't he feel a different kind of pleasure? Don't you think men subconsciously want their wives to have sex with other men in front of them?" She didn't answer. I thought she couldn't speak yet. Looking into her purse, I found her cell phone, and an extremely exciting motive flashed through my mind. I found my husband's number in my contacts and pressed the dial button, waiting for a game to begin. "Beep...beep...Hello, darling, what's up?" I put the cell phone to Hou Fang's lips. "Say hello to your husband! He must be wondering what you're doing right now." I whispered in her ear. Then I took off her thong, her alluring vulva glistening with pearls. I brought my face close, took a deep breath through my nose, and felt an unprecedented happiness. The unique, sensual scent of a mature woman wafted into my nostrils. I extended my tongue, gliding it over her vulva like a light boat on water, the tip of my tongue covered in slippery love juice. Without thinking, I tasted her flavor in my mouth. The smooth, slippery taste of a mature woman was indescribable. I licked upwards at her tightly closed anus, raising goosebumps on her buttocks. Now, the real show was about to begin. I could no longer be slow and deliberate, sucking deeply into her secret place, making "slurp, slurp, slurp" sounds. Finally, I gently bit her labia, and Hou Fang's body trembled slightly as she let out a soft "hmm." "Fang, how is it? Why aren't you saying anything...? Hey... hey..." Now I wanted her, I wanted her madly. Before this, I had whispered in her ear, "Beautiful lady, after you taste my cock, you won't want your husband anymore." Her body tensed up; she woke up faster than I expected, but it was all too late. I turned her over; her eyes were still closed, but her breathing was heavy. I roughly spread her legs, my glans pressing against her vulva, pausing slightly before thrusting in forcefully. Hou Fang immediately frowned deeply, biting her lower lip to suppress a sound, her body stiffening and arching. "Ah...so tight..." After my penis was completely inside, I quickly pulled it out and then went in again. Now I had become a beast. An anxious voice came from the other end of the cell phone, "Fang, what's going on? Where are you now? Why do I hear a man's voice?" Tears streamed down Hou Fang's face as she struggled to cover her mouth and nose with her hands. Seeing her desperate attempt to hide her embarrassment, I wrapped my arms around her legs and put them on my shoulders, raising her plump buttocks so that I could penetrate even deeper. When the head of my penis almost reached her cervix, she couldn't help but let out a sound, "Ugh...uh...it hurts..." Hidden: "This...this...this filthy woman, what the hell is she doing?" This was truly a unique live show. I didn't need many spectators; just one important one was enough. Hearing her husband's angry rebuke, Hou Fang had recovered most of her composure. She finally opened her eyes, picked up her cell phone, and opened her mouth as if to say something, but with my penis thrusting in and out of her cunt, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she timidly didn't know what to say. I raised my hand and slapped her round buttocks hard, and she let out a miserable "Ah!" "Hou Fang! You shameless woman, tell me, where is she! Tell me!" "Husband... I... I'm not... it's not what you think... Waaah..." "Damn! You dare call me after doing this kind of thing? If it's not what I think, then what is it?!" While listening to her conversation with her husband, I thrust into her cunt with all my might. She had to suppress the trembling sounds while also trying to push my lower abdomen away. During the process, her breasts swayed violently in front of her eyes, and her cunt secreted a large amount of vaginal fluid. The extra stimulation of intercourse gave her body an incredible pleasure. I reached out and pinched her nipple, leaning close to her ear. "I'm going to tell him, quick! Or I'll pinch it off!" With that, I pinched her nipple even harder. Hou Fang looked pained, her eyes pleading as she shook her head desperately. "Still want your son to see how a mother plays with a man's vagina?" I had to stop what I was doing to warn her. A woman can betray her husband, but she cannot lose her dignity as a mother in front of her son. The reason is simple: a husband can be found again, but a son cannot. She looked sorrowful, closed her eyes, and turned her head away. After a while, she opened her eyes, her expression gradually turning strange and resolute. Then she put down her cell phone, pressed the hands-free button, and gave me a mysterious look. "Husband… do you really want to know… what I'm doing right now?" "Nonsense! You low-class slut… tell me the truth!" I forgot that my penis was still inside her hot, wet vagina, listening to her sexy, seductive voice, and mentally urging (say it… say it…). "Didn't you always want to know... if other men also want to... xxxx your wife?" So good! She actually said it! Now it was my turn to go blank; she really said it! "Oh... didn't you want to know if other men would feel as good as you when they're between your wife's legs?" She not only spoke lewdly but also licked her lips with great flourish, then cupped her breasts in her hands and slowly rubbed them. I didn't care about her sudden change; clearly, her son's importance to her had an unexpected effect, and I immediately began thrusting wildly. "Darling... there's a man in front of me... I don't know him... but... but he's roughly spreading my legs and thrusting into your wife's cunt... oh... he's so hard..." Her husband, unusually, didn't say anything. I continued thrusting my abdomen in and out of his beautiful wife's private parts, thinking that her husband probably wouldn't live to hear her finish. After a long while, after countless violent acts of intercourse, a weak, faint voice came through the cell phone, "Did he...did he touch my breasts?" "Yes...his hands played with there too...mmm...and...and..." "...Where else?" "And...and my asshole...oh..." Hou Fang's expression grew increasingly chaotic during her conversation with her husband. "You slut...is it good? What is he doing now?" (Of course, he's fucking your wife hard!) "Ah...ah...inserting..." "Do you like his penis? Ah..." I noticed something strange about her husband's tone. Could it be...? "...I...I like it...mmm...bigger than yours...darling...you...what are you doing now?" This couple's bizarre fetish was an unparalleled aphrodisiac. I pulled out my penis and quickly lifted her up to sit. Hou Fang's plump buttocks swayed in rhythm, and my groin felt incredibly good. "I...I held the penis in my hand, fantasizing about being played with...Ah...So shameless...So lewd..." Our increasingly violent thrusts made "plop plop" sounds. "Harder...fuck her harder...I want you to fuck her to death...fuck her to death..." Hou Fang's disheveled hair fell over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the elegant woman she appeared on the street today. Her arms, wrapped around me, dug deep into my skin; the stinging, tingling sensation was irresistible. I probably wouldn't survive today. Since I was going to die anyway, this was somewhat enjoyable. With a determined heart, I cupped Hou Fang's plump buttocks with both hands and frantically thrust up and down for the final sprint. "Ah...ah ah...husband...I...I'm dying..." "...Oh oh oh...I...I too..." "My hole...is going to pierce..." Ah ah...ah...almost there! I held her tightly, already, already… “Shoot it in… ah… shoot your thick semen into her uterus… shoot… shoot… shoot…” My glans released, the vas deferens twitched, and the hot semen shot straight into Hou Fang’s clitoris. She felt it and at the same time reached orgasm, convulsing continuously. No, it should be said that all three of us reached our peak at the same time. “…Ah…” Hou Fang fell back, lying on the bed panting, completely dazed. And I took the opportunity to lie on her chest, burying my face between her large breasts. It felt like I had just fallen from heaven to hell. Now, I felt like I was dead. “Her body is pretty good, isn’t it…” After some time, Hou Fang’s husband said leisurely through the cell phone. “Other men’s wives are always the most attractive… sleeping with other men’s wives is every man’s dream, but there won’t be a next time.” After saying that, he ended the call, leaving only the “beep… beep…” sound echoing in the air."Why do I hear a man's voice?" Hou Fang's eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to cover her mouth and nose with her hands. Seeing her desperate attempt to cover up her embarrassment, I wrapped my arms around her legs and put them on my shoulders to raise her plump buttocks so that I could penetrate her deeper. When the head of my penis almost reached her cervix, she couldn't help but let out a sound of "Ugh... um... it hurts..." Hidden: "This... this... this filthy woman, what the hell is he doing?" This was truly a unique live show. It didn't need many spectators; just one important one was enough. Hou Fang had recovered most of her composure after hearing her husband's angry rebuke. She finally opened her eyes, picked up her cell phone, and opened her mouth to say something, but with my penis going in and out of her cunt, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she was too shy to say anything. I raised my hand and slapped her round buttocks hard, and she let out a miserable "Ah!" "Hou Fang! You shameless woman, tell me where you are! Tell me!" "Husband...I...I'm not...it's not what you think...sob..." "Damn! You dare call me after doing this? If it's not what I think, then what is it?!" While listening to her conversation with her husband, I thrust into her with all my might. She tried to suppress the trembling sounds while simultaneously trying to push my lower abdomen away. During this process, her breasts swayed violently in front of me, and her vulva secreted a large amount of vaginal fluid. The extra stimulation of intercourse gave her body an incredible pleasure. I reached out and pinched her nipple, leaning close to her ear, "I'm going to tell him, hurry! Otherwise, I'll pinch it off!" After saying that, I pinched her nipple even harder. Hou Fang looked pained, her eyes pleading as she shook her head desperately. "Do you still want your son to see how a mother plays with a man's vagina?" I had to stop what I was doing to warn her. A woman can betray her husband, but she cannot lose her dignity as a mother in front of her son. The reason is simple: a husband can be found again, but a son cannot. She looked sorrowful, closed her eyes, and turned her head away. After a while, she opened her eyes, and her expression gradually turned strange and resolute. Then she put down her cell phone, pressed the hands-free button, and looked at me mysteriously. "Husband... do you really want to know... what I'm doing right now?" "Nonsense! You low-class slut... tell me the truth!" I forgot that my penis was still inside her hot, wet vagina, and listened to her sexy and seductive voice, urging in my mind (say it... say it...). "Haven't you always wanted to know... whether other men also want to xxxx your wife?" So good! She really said it! Now it was my turn to go blank. She really said it! "Oh... didn't you want to know if other men would feel as good as you when they're between your wife's legs?" She not only spoke lewdly, but also licked her lips with her tongue, and then cupped her breasts with both hands and slowly rubbed them. I ignored her sudden change of heart; clearly, her son's importance to her had an unexpected effect. I immediately began thrusting wildly. "Darling... there's a man in front of me... I don't know him... but... but he's roughly spreading my legs and thrusting into your wife's cunt... oh... he's so hard..." Her husband, unusually, remained silent. I continued thrusting my abdomen in and out of his beautiful wife's private parts, thinking that her husband probably wouldn't live to hear her finish. After a long while, after countless violent intercourses, a weak, faint voice came through the cell phone, "Did he... did he touch my breasts?" "Yes... his hands played with there too... mmm... and... and..." "...and where else?" "And...and my asshole... oh..." Hou Fang's expression grew increasingly chaotic during her conversation with her husband. "You slut...does it feel good? What is he doing right now?" (Of course, he's fucking your wife hard!) "Ah...ah...inserting into my hole..." "Do you like his southern border? Ah..." I noticed something strange about her husband's tone. Could it be...? "...I...I like it...um...bigger than yours...darling...you...what are you doing right now?" This couple's bizarre fetish was an unparalleled aphrodisiac. I pulled out my penis and quickly lifted her up to sit. Hou Fang's plump buttocks swayed in rhythm, and my crotch felt incredibly good. "I...I hold my penis in my hand, fantasizing about being played with...ah...so slutty...so wanton..." Our increasingly violent thrusting made "plop plop" sounds. "Harder... harder, fuck her... I want you to fuck her to death... fuck her to death..." Hou Fang's disheveled hair fell over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the elegant lady she appeared on the street today. Her arms, wrapped around me, dug deep into my skin, the stinging, tingling sensation irresistible. I probably wouldn't survive today. Since I was going to die anyway, this was somewhat enjoyable. With a determined heart, I cupped Hou Fang's plump buttocks in my hands and frantically thrust up and down for the final sprint. "Ah... ahh... husband... I... I'm dying..." "... Ohhh... I... I too..." "My hole... is going to pierce..." Ahhh... ah... almost there! I held her tightly, already, already... "Shoot inside... ah... shoot your thick semen into her uterus... shoot... shoot... shoot..." My glans released, the vas deferens twitched, and hot semen shot straight into Hou Fang's clitoris. She felt it and simultaneously reached orgasm, convulsing uncontrollably. No, it should be said that all three of us reached our peak at the same time. "...Ah..." Hou Fang slumped back, lying on the bed panting, completely dazed. I took the opportunity to lie on her chest, burying my face between her ample breasts. It felt like falling from heaven to hell; I felt like I was dead. "Her body is quite nice, isn't it..." After what seemed like an eternity, Hou Fang's husband spoke leisurely through his cell phone. "Other men's wives always seem the most alluring... Sleeping with someone else's wife is every man's dream, but there won't be a next time." With that, he ended the call, leaving only the "beep...beep..." sound echoing in the air.

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