My husband's friends are also very romantic.

My husband and I live in a three-story house. The first floor is the garage, and the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedrooms are on the second and third floors. My husband has a longtime friend named Ming, who is a physical education teacher at a high school. He's 172 cm tall, weighs about 70 kg, and is a bit muscular… He's not exactly handsome, but he has a strong personality and a good sense of humor. I've heard he's the object of many girls' affections at school. Ming and my husband have known each other since high school, and since he lives near my workplace, he's familiar with my husband's family and often visits. Actually, my husband's family and I don't consider him an outsider. Today, my husband went to a meeting in the north on behalf of the labor union and returned the next day. My mother-in-law went on a trip to the central mountainous region with a friend and returned two days later. So, I was home alone today. Since I have to wear a tight skirt, shirt, and tights to work, it's fine in winter, but in the hot summer in the south, wearing tights makes my underwear feel damp and sticky all day. As soon as I got home, I took a shower and changed into a spaghetti strap sleeveless top and shorts. Just as I was preparing my own dinner, I heard the doorbell ring. I went downstairs to open the door, and it was Ming. He had just come back from school, wearing only shorts and a tank top. I could glimpse his muscular chest and pert buttocks from his movements. I led him to the living room on the second floor. As soon as we sat down, he asked if my husband was home from get off work. He probably knew that it wasn't his usual time to get home. I replied, "My husband won't be home today; he's in Taipei for a meeting and will be back tomorrow." He said, "That's unfortunate. I was thinking of buying a few silk briefs. I found them quite comfortable, and your husband wears briefs too! I was thinking of letting him pick out a few." I thought to myself, "My husband's briefs are really getting old. I was planning to buy him a few, but I've been so busy I forgot." Just as I was lost in thought, Ming called me. "I need to use the bathroom." Before I could even reply, he hurried off to the bathroom. The second floor of my house has a full bathroom, while the third floor has a separate toilet. So, when we have visitors, my father-in-law and I always take them to the third-floor toilet. I thought to myself, Ming really needs to pee, otherwise why wouldn't he go to the third-floor toilet? After a while, Ming came out. He sat down, and I poured him a drink. As soon as I sat down, Ming said, "Sister-in-law, you have a really nice figure. Your husband is so lucky!" I said, "Xiao Zhen has a nice figure too! Very voluptuous!" Xiao Zhen is Ming's wife, 158 cm tall, 55 kg, 34C-26-36, and works as a nurse at a hospital. Ming said, "Xiao Zhen is a bit chubby, and her breasts are a bit saggy. How can she have a figure like yours, sister-in-law?" I felt a secret sense of pride! Actually, I had already seen Xiao Zhen in a swimsuit when my father-in-law, Ming Dong, and I went to the hot springs in Baolai. How could I not know what Xiao Zhen's figure was like! Ming continued, "You don't know, I told her I couldn't just buy any old bra, or she'd ruin her breasts!" I said, "Ming, Xiaozhen was just trying to save you money. Didn't she want to buy such expensive bras? And you're blaming her!" Ming said, "I told her to buy better ones, so they'd last longer and prevent sagging. Sister-in-law, your breasts are very firm." I said, "Ming, don't be so indecent, you're not young anymore." Actually, I was still happy to be complimented. Ming said, "Sister-in-law, your bras must be expensive, right? Your husband is so good, he's really willing to let you spend money." I thought to myself, I've always worn CK, I like that brand's bras are mostly made of sheer fabric, which makes my breasts look beautiful, of course they're not cheap. I said, "Ming, you've got it wrong. My husband would never let me buy such expensive underwear. I bought it all with my own salary." Ming said, "Oh! I've never heard of CK making underwear." I said, "Yes! CK makes a lot of things, clothes, watches!" Ming said, "Oh! The one I saw in the bathroom was CK's!" I thought to myself, oh no! I just finished showering, and my clothes haven't been washed yet, so they're still in the laundry basket. He must have seen them when he went to the bathroom. And I was wearing CK thongs to work today. Now I feel like I've been spied on. My heart was beating fast, my breathing was rapid, and my face was probably flushed. I was a little angry and quickly stood up, saying, "Ming, how dare you peek at my underwear! That's so mean!" My tone was a little urgent, actually because I was nervous and uneasy. Ming quickly stood up and explained, "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean to. I just saw your underwear and thought of Xiaozhen's. Your style is quite different from Xiaozhen's, so I was curious and picked it up to take a closer look. Don't be angry!" Seeing his reaction, I found it a little funny and slumped back onto the sofa, laughing involuntarily. Seeing me laugh, Ming sat down reassured and said, "Sister-in-law, I thought you were angry. You scared me to death!" The moment Ming sat down, I caught a glimpse of his briefs, revealing the prominent part of his underwear. I was a little lost in thought. Ming said, "Sister-in-law, don't blame me for being inappropriate, but your underwear is really beautiful. It really suits your figure. Xiaozhen probably wouldn't look as good in it as you do." Hearing his compliment, I felt like I was on cloud nine. Ming then said, "Sister-in-law, when you were standing there, I peeked at you. Your butt looked really perky. Are you wearing a thong?" I said, "Yes! Thongs make my butt look prettier, and when I wear a tight skirt to work, my panty lines won't show." "Ming, Xiaozhen wears a nurse's uniform to work. She should wear a thong; it would make her butt look even prettier!" Ming said, "Yeah, her birthday is coming up soon. I should buy her a nice set of lingerie to surprise her. Anyway, she's reluctant to buy it herself, so I'll just buy it for her as a birthday present. She'll definitely be very happy." "But, sister-in-law, I'm a man, and I don't really know much about this. Can you teach me?" I was a little confused and didn't know how to respond. After a moment of stunned silence, I said, "How do I teach you?" Seeing Ming rush towards the bathroom, before I could stop him, he took out my underwear that I had just changed out of and spread it out in front of me, saying, "Now tell me how to choose underwear that suits Xiaozhen." Before I could even speak, Ming said, "Sister-in-law, your underwear still has a faint body fragrance!" By the time I realized what he meant, he had already picked up the underwear and was smelling it, saying, "Wow! Sister-in-law, such a strong body odor!" Hearing this, I remembered that during my lunch break at the company, I was watching the company TV and accidentally switched to an adult channel. When I watched it, my vagina secreted a lot of lustful fluid. When I came to my senses, my breathing became more rapid, my heart beat faster, and the scene from the adult video I had seen in the company break room at noon flashed through my mind. Unconsciously, I felt the room temperature rise. Seeing the scene before me—a man other than my husband sniffing my underwear, praising my figure—I felt a different sensation in my vagina, and a little bit of vaginal fluid involuntarily leaked out. It was like after my period, always craving my husband's penis to thrust into me, yet feeling an emptiness that wouldn't fill my vagina. As I longed for sex, this muscular, well-built man before me, his penis erect and throbbing with veins, the glans glistening with clear fluid, looked confident and inviting. I wanted to have sex with him, but moral reason pulled me back to reality, repeatedly reminding me not to do anything to betray my husband. Torn by these conflicting emotions, I don't even know what I said to Ming. All I know is that during that agonizing time, I kept stealing glances at his crotch, hoping to see through his shorts and see his bulging, veiny penis. Finally, Ming said he was going home. A feeling of relief mixed with loss washed over me. After saying goodbye, I let him go downstairs by himself. Once I was sure he was gone, I sprawled on the sofa, replaying the events of just now in my mind. I remembered seeing the bulge in Ming's panties, and how I reached down and unzipped his hot pants, slipping my hand inside and slowly caressing his clitoris, which was soaked with his own juices, and his vulva, which was so slippery from the lubrication. Slowly, I rubbed her clitoris, feeling it become engorged and erect. My other finger slowly slid into her wet, juicy vagina, moving in and out gradually, from shallow to deep. I unconsciously moaned softly, my hips thrusting rhythmically upwards, hoping for a large, satisfying penis to fill my vagina… Just as I was lost in the unconscious lust of masturbation, I heard footsteps on the stairs leading from the first to the second floor. I quickly withdrew my finger from her wet vagina, hastily straightened my clothes, and looked up at the stairs to see who it was. “It’s me,” Ming called out. “What’s wrong? You’re back again!” I replied. Ming came up to the second floor, holding several pairs of men’s underwear, and sat down. Ming said, "I just got home and realized I forgot to bring you some panties to pick out. Since your husband's not home, you can choose for him. These are all pretty good quality." Ming probably noticed my wet hands and the wetness that had seeped down my inner thighs from masturbation. He stared intently at the unzipped zipper on my hot pants. He seemed to notice…He seemed to see through my desire, the desire to be violently penetrated by a bulging, veiny penis, right after I'd just finished masturbating. I didn't want to wait, didn't want moral reason to pull me back to reality. My instinctive reaction was to zip up my hot pants, and Ming snapped out of his daze. I said, "Okay! I'll help you choose, but I don't know this sizn1.""Is the size of the briefs I usually buy for my husband the same?" "His build is similar to yours, so it should be the same size as yours!" Ming said, "You can't just pick any size! Briefs are different from boxer shorts! If they don't fit, it will affect the comfort. You need to think carefully." I said, "Then what should I do? Can we wait for my husband to come back and pick some?" Ming said, "Since you say your husband's size is the same as mine, I have a way to make you more certain." "What way?" I asked Ming. At this moment, I saw Ming quickly take off his athletic shorts, leaving only a pair of briefs that were as tight as they could be, with a bulging crotch. I was stunned. Just now I was struggling, hoping to be wildly penetrated by his bulging, veiny penis inside his briefs, and now! The bulging, veiny penis was so close to me, only Ming's briefs were missing. My heart pounded faster, my breathing quickened, and for a moment I couldn't feel that Ming was also watching my wildly heaving breasts. As he watched, Ming's enormous penis reacted even more intensely; I saw his bulging, veiny cock trembling inside his panties, seemingly about to burst through his tiny briefs! Meanwhile, my vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids, unbearably itchy, and I desperately wanted to be pounded by Dong's penis. Finally, the tense scene was broken. Ming roughly hugged me, and I was stunned by his sudden action. I didn't know when Ming had removed my spaghetti-strap sleeveless camisole, and my CK lace bra had fallen to the side. When I came to my senses, Ming was gently licking my nipples with his skillful tongue, making them incredibly itchy and quickly hardening. Ming's hands, restless, slowly slid from my chest to the buttons of my hot pants. In no time, the tight hot pants, which were usually very difficult to remove, were easily pulled off by Ming. Now, I was only wearing a tiny CK lace thong. I felt even more shy. Ming gently picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. As I lay on the Simmons spring mattress with my husband, Ming was taking off his sports vest and the tiny thong he was wearing. I shyly saw his erect penis, the veins bulging, the glans purplish-red, with a few drops of clear precum dripping from the urethral opening. His thick pectoral muscles and sparse chest hair made my heart race and my breathing quicken. Ming slowly moved to the edge of the bed and gently and softly moved his hands over my body. Gently and slowly, it felt so good. As his penis slowly slid towards my vagina, I slowly closed my eyes, relying entirely on my sense of touch to enjoy this alluring caress. Ming's teasing was so precise; he seemed to know the sensitive spots of a woman's tactile nerves. With my eyes closed, I felt the sensitivity of Ming's caresses amplified dozens of times; it felt incredibly good. I felt my vagina overflowing, with fluids flowing incessantly, and an unbearable itch. I longed for Ming's penis to penetrate me quickly, but Ming knew women well; he knew when to make a woman feel like she was in heaven, so he wasn't in a hurry to attack. Ming's hand moved to my vagina, slowly kneading it through my thong. I felt my vagina become even wetter and itchier. Then Ming pulled down my thong, revealing my entire vagina and the well-proportioned pubic hair. Ming reached out and played with my clitoris, gently stroking and sometimes lightly pinching it. My clitoris became engorged and erect again due to Ming's stimulation. Ming lowered his head and gently took my clitoris into his mouth, slowly teasing it with his nimble tongue, and then gently biting it with his lips. These were sensations I had never experienced before; they felt incredibly good. At this point, I couldn't help but moan softly. Because I lived with my mother-in-law and rarely made noise during sex with my husband, I had always kept our encounters quiet. Today, this unexpected affair with Ming greatly broadened my understanding of sex. Hearing my soft moans, Ming teased me even more vigorously. He pulled my hand to stroke his penis, that bulging, veiny, red glans. He wanted me to slowly stroke it. I rarely stroked my husband's penis, so my technique was a bit clumsy. Ming sensed my awkwardness and slowly taught me how to make his penis enjoy the pleasure of stroking. While kissing my vulva, Ming's hands roamed freely over my body. He slowly moved his penis towards my mouth, implying that I should use my mouth to service it. Having had sex with my husband for so long, I'd only performed oral sex on him a few times, so my skills weren't very good. I doubted whether I could satisfy him if he wanted me to. I tried gently taking his penis into my mouth and slowly stroking it, but Ming kept thrusting in and out. His penis was bigger than my husband's; how could I possibly swallow it all? I tried opening my mouth as wide as possible to accommodate Ming's penis, but it was really big; I could only probably take in about half. Gradually, I heard Ming moaning; this was the first time I'd ever heard a man moan during sex. Seemingly encouraged, I took Ming's penis more seriously, sometimes licking the head of his penis with the tip of my tongue, sometimes slowly licking along the shaft to his testicles. Ming gestured for me to gently take his testicles into my mouth. Ming's moans grew louder and louder, constantly shouting, "It feels so good... baby... oh... so good!" Ming also kissed and played with my clitoris more vigorously. On one hand, he slowly slid his fingers into my wet vagina, slowly moving in and out, slowly probing the inner walls of my vagina, making me feel even itchier and more pleasured. Ming was a little dissatisfied with my soft moans. He wanted me to abandon morality and restraint, and shout out freely. Gradually, I also moaned louder and louder, incessantly calling out, "Oh... Ming... so comfortable... really... so good... oh... oh oh..." Ming's fingers slowly withdrew to the entrance of my vagina, then went in a little further, slowly massaging the small pads of flesh above my vagina. An indescribable, tingling, and numb sensation spread from my vagina, growing stronger and stronger. I had never experienced anything like it before, but it felt amazing. "Ming...it feels so good...so numb...so good...faster...faster...push it in me a little harder...I can't take it..." I felt my juices flowing even more, and the sensation from my vagina intensified. Finally, I thrust my hips forward, meeting Ming's fingers as they attacked my vagina. The sensation grew stronger, and my cries became increasingly lewd: "Ming...faster...it's so itchy...so good...so amazing...oh...Ming...deeper..." A sudden urge to urinate washed over me. I told Ming to stop, that I needed to pee. Ming said, "That's squirting, not peeing. Don't suppress it, relax and enjoy it." The intense feeling finally broke through my restraint, and I shouted loudly, "Ming...it feels so good...oh...oh...Ming...faster...faster...almost there...so good...I'm going to heaven...oh..." A stream of liquid spurted from my vagina, spraying all over Ming's face. I collapsed, my whole body convulsing. It was the first time I had ever felt such intense pleasure. Ming pulled his fingers out, feeling a strange emptiness in my vagina. Ming slowly slid his fingers, covered in vaginal fluid, towards my anus, massaging the outside of it. Slowly, little by little, Ming slid his fingers, covered in vaginal fluid, into my anus, slowly pushing them in. I told Ming, "Ming, it hurts! It's uncomfortable." Ming said, "Baby, just bear with it, it'll feel good soon. You're my baby, how could I bear to hurt you?" Slowly, I felt a wave of pleasure rising within me. Ming's tongue began to move in and out of my vagina, teasing the area. Slowly, I started moaning again. I grabbed Ming's penis and continued stroking it, gradually increasing the speed. I felt Ming's expression become wanton. Finally, Ming couldn't resist anymore, stopping and straightening me, spreading my legs. He held his penis and slowly rubbed it against the entrance of my vagina, slowly rubbing it against my labia, but Ming wouldn't penetrate. I couldn't take it anymore, desperately crying out, "Ming...it's so itchy...put it in...I want your penis..." Ming massaged my clitoris while rubbing my vagina with his penis, his glans covered in my vaginal fluid. Finally, Ming straightened his penis, aligning the glans with my vagina, and slowly thrust in. I felt my vagina slowly being stretched open by Ming's penis, his penis slowly entering and then slowly withdrawing. This in-and-out motion finally swallowed Ming's penis, my vagina feeling incredibly full, so swollen, so tight. Then, Ming slowly thrust his hips into my vagina, each thrust filling it with a sense of fullness, only to leave it feeling empty when he withdrew. Ming increased his speed, and I heard the rhythmic slapping of our hips and the wet, gurgling sound of my vaginal fluids. Our moans grew louder: "Oh...baby...does it feel good...deeper...bigger...?" "Oh...Ming...fuck me...deeper...faster...faster...oh...oh...give me...deeper...so good..." I don't know how much time passed, but the sheets were soaked. Ming continued to thrust forcefully. He stopped and made me turn over and lie face down.He held his penis and, from behind, aimed it at my vagina, slowly inserting it. Ming and I were having sex like dogs. He thrust in and out from behind. Ming's penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina; I don't know how many orgasms I'd had, each one leaving my mind blank, screaming incoherently. Ming's thrusting from behind made me feel his penis penetrating deeper, and my vagina felt intense sensations. My moans grew hoarse and softer, but the rhythm of my hips thrusting in sync with Ming's. "Slap slap..." The sound of flesh colliding grew louder. "Slurp slurp... slurp slurp..." The sound of water replaced my moans, reaching Ming and me, fueling our passion for sex. "Coming... almost there... baby... faster... so good... it feels so good being squeezed like this..." "Ming... faster... almost there... so deep... so good... faster... oh..." I cried out with my last ounce of strength. Ming's movements were getting faster and faster, and I was close to another climax. "Ming...faster...I'm going to heaven again...Ming...so beautiful...oh...faster...deeper...faster..." Hearing my moans, Ming thrust even faster, each time reaching the deepest part of my vagina. "Baby...so good...I'm almost there too...going to heaven...let's go together...oh...so good..." "Slap slap...slap slap..." "Heave-ho...heave-ho..." Ming used all his strength and finally ejaculated his thick, hot semen into my vagina, scalding my clitoris. I reached climax with Ming, the strongest feeling I'd ever had. I died again, and I was talking nonsense again. I don't know how much time passed, but Ming got up and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe away the semen that was slowly flowing out of my vagina. Ming got dressed, gently kissed my forehead, and said, "Baby, you're amazing, even better than Xiao Zhen." I pinched his arm and said, "Ming, you're going to die! Why are you comparing me to Xiao Zhen!" I told Ming, "Go back now! Don't let Xiao Zhen suspect anything. Forget about today! We're still friends, right?" Ming said, "Baby, of course! I'm leaving." After Ming left, I got up and tidied the bed, but a dull ache came from my vagina. It turned out that the intense lovemaking had made my vagina swollen and red. I wondered how I would explain it when my father-in-law came back tomorrow. After this incident, I felt guilty towards my father-in-law and Xiao Zhen, and thought I couldn't continue like this.

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