Seducing a respectable family

I
recently hooked up with a respectable young married woman online. We chatted quite a bit. Her husband was away on a business trip. She had a fantastic figure; you could tell from the videos that her breasts were a full D cup, and her fair skin was incredibly sexy. Finally, I couldn't resist and asked her out a few days ago. She kept saying she was busy, but I thought I could easily win her over. I can't believe how fickle women can be; I was sure of my feelings. This woman seemed to enjoy being with me and the feeling I gave her.
A few days ago, on the eve of Valentine's Day, I asked her out for dinner. She agreed, and I was overjoyed. I even made special preparations, taking a day off at 5 pm, showering, and deliberately not wearing underwear under my jeans—just for convenience, haha.
I arrived at the agreed-upon street a little before six o'clock. She was right on time, driving a brand-new red Audi A. A woman who looked slightly older than her was sitting next to her. At first, I thought I was mistaken, because she had said earlier that she wasn't driving this car. I rolled down the window and saw her smiling at me, and the woman next to her was also smiling. I didn't say anything and just opened the back door and got in.
After getting in, she introduced me to her friend—I've long forgotten her name now. She was average-looking, but seemed quite wealthy, carrying a men's style handbag. I just greeted her briefly, and then she asked where I was taking them to eat. I had planned to take her to the restaurant I'd gone to last time. I'd planned everything perfectly. Although I didn't particularly like the food there, the ambiance was nice, and the location was relatively secluded, not in the bustling city center. Most importantly, the private rooms were very private, haha.
But the appearance of her friend disrupted all my plans, and I was even a little annoyed. The thought of wasting my resources tonight made me annoyed, and I said irritably, "It's up to you. Wherever you drive, that's where we'll go." As soon as I said that, I regretted it. Damn it, this damn woman doesn't know how to take me to some hotel for dinner. That would be really embarrassing. I still have eight or nine hundred yuan on me, but I can't just spend it all at once.
The woman probably knew I was a little unhappy that she brought her girlfriend. I saw her glancing at me frequently in the rearview mirror, a sly smile on her face. She clearly knew I had invited her alone, and I think she understood my purpose in doing so. Anyway, I noticed that all the conversations about domestic adult content were deliberately orchestrated by her, and she seemed quite pleased with her arrangement.
Her girlfriend kept asking me questions, like where I was from, assuming I was from out of town, and then some topics about body shaping. Later, I saw her car stop in front of a Hunan restaurant called People's Commune. She said she had just bought a car and was treating us to dinner. I didn't say anything and just got out of the car with them.
The meal was mostly small talk, nothing much to say, probably less than... It was all resolved in an hour.
After dinner, I took her car back. The woman first offered to drop her off somewhere to pick up her child, and then it was just the two of us in the car. She asked where I was going, and I said I'd treat her to tea and find her a place. She declined, saying she had something to do that evening, which made me unhappy. I felt a bit like I was being played, even though she hadn't agreed to anything.
Seeing that I wasn't saying anything, she said, "Are you angry?" I said, "A little. I said, 'We had agreed to have dinner alone, what's the point of bringing a friend? Are you trying to protect yourself from thieves?'"
She slowly parked the car by the greenery, put her hand on mine, and I took it back.
She looked at me and said that if we continued like this, something bad would definitely happen. She said her husband was really good to her, but he was very petty in this regard. She drank too much at the class reunion, and a fight broke out when a male classmate took her home. After that, she became very cautious about relationships, not wanting him to misunderstand.
She said that besides a few close girlfriends, her male friends were all just friends, and her husband wouldn't let her use the computer or QQ. She said she was happy when she was with me, but she was also afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. She said secrets can't stay hidden forever, and that seeing me so often would eventually lead to discovery. She also said that if she had a sexual relationship with me, her feelings towards me would definitely change. She said she had thought a lot about it and hoped we could be good friends.
After hearing all that, I felt very frustrated. To be honest, I did like this woman a little, but more than that... I wanted to conquer her physically, to possess her body, and I didn't want that to happen under such pressure.
Later, I told her not to worry, that I would respect her wishes, and that I really liked her. I knew I was being somewhat insincere when I said that, but she was still very happy to hear it. She was genuinely happy because she even kissed me. Actually, she's not unattractive; her eyes are a little small, but her figure and skin are great.
Hearing my words made her feel much better, and then she said she had something to do that day and would treat me to dinner another day. I said okay. At that moment, I really considered giving up. I didn't want to see things escalate to the point of divorce.
Besides, this kind of normal friendship isn't my style, and I don't have the patience or the ability to be with a married woman. Women only play games and don't get down to business. I don't have a woman right now, so I need to find a sexual partner.
She might really not be the one I want.
On the way, I regretted not sleeping with her that day. If I had just taken off her underwear first, everything would have been settled. I regret it so much! Sometimes I think it's more fun with more open-minded women. These "good girls" are really torturous...
I decided not to call her anymore. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Since you have this attitude, no matter how much I pester you, do you think I can't live without you?
After that day, I decided not to contact her anymore, thinking she probably wouldn't call me first. Yesterday morning, while I was still sleeping, I received a text message from her asking if I was free in the afternoon. I was supposed to be resting on the 15th, but I still replied. I answered yes, and she said she wanted me to go to Rizhao with her to run some errands if she was free. I agreed without asking what it was.
I got up and swapped my days off with a colleague. I was filled with anticipation for today's trip. I was really unwilling to give up if I didn't get this woman. I've never really succeeded with a woman before, except for my previous girlfriend. I didn't want to give up this opportunity. I told myself that I couldn't be soft-hearted today, or I would really have no chance in the future. I had to find a chance to win her over today.
I changed into a set of sportswear, and then I took off my underwear, leaving me in just a pair of sports pants. After lunch, I went to the agreed place to wait for her. When I arrived, she was already there. I got into her car, and she asked me to roll up the window. I was very scared. Everyone else had the same impression.
She was dressed the same way we did when we had dinner, except she wore a gray overcoat in a different color than her skirt, and oh, I later noticed she was also wearing flesh-colored stockings, haha. She changed her sandals into white high heels.
We chatted happily for a while, and she asked me how many girlfriends I'd had before, so I mentioned the one in Qingdao and the one in Wenzhou. Then she asked how many women I'd slept with, and I just gave a random answer, haha, too many or too few wouldn't be good either. She asked if there was another woman besides them who was a prostitute, and I said it wasn't a one-night stand, but a woman I met at a bar. I lied, but she didn't seem to mind.
On the way, I kept touching her thigh, even through her skirt and stockings, and later I even wanted to reach down... I only realized she was wearing stockings when I touched her thigh inside her skirt. She didn't resist when it was outside, but whenever I reached inside, she would tell me not to do that and try to move my hand away. I just went along with her wishes, also worried that she might be driving carelessly.
After getting on the highway, it took about an hour or two to reach Rizhao. We arrived in Rizhao around 2 PM. She went to a shop to exchange a check, and then said that she was done and asked me to go shopping with her. I said, "Aren't you afraid of going home too late and your husband will ask where you went?" She giggled and said, "He went to Mount Tai with a client today." I was excited when I heard that. I whispered in her ear, "Then let's not go home tonight." She slapped me and said, "How can we do that? The child is still at her sister's house." She told me not to dream about it and that we would go home after dinner.
At that point, I had already envisioned a wonderful future for us, haha. I felt she was giving me a hint, perhaps because we weren't in the city and there was no need to worry about running into acquaintances. We acted like a couple; I carried her bag while she tried on clothes, and sometimes when no one was around, I even held her hand. She just politely declined. We spent the afternoon shopping very easily and happily, and I didn't feel tired at all. However, I kept thinking about where to go for dinner later, and how to make my move. Thinking about it made my little brother slightly hard, thankfully I was wearing loose sweatpants, otherwise it would have been unbearable.
Finally, the inevitable happened. Around 5 pm, it was already getting dark, but I still couldn't think of a place where I could easily make my move on her. I'd been to this city several times, but I didn't know where the right place to commit my crime was. Hehe, I was anxious and didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go to a place where there was no privacy.
Then she asked if I was hungry, saying that I had spent the afternoon with her and should have lunch. I said okay, where should we eat? She seemed to understand the meaning behind my question. I sensed she was a little shy, and her voice suddenly softened. She asked me where I wanted to eat first. Her tone instantly created that ambiguous atmosphere. I whispered to her that we should just find a place where no one would bother us, and it didn't matter what we ate. Then she pinched my waist and lowered her head, walking towards the stairs. I caught up and boldly took her hand.
When we got in the car, she suddenly said to me, "You have to keep your word." Of course, I knew what she meant. I leaned close and whispered in her ear, "I won't do 'that' to you unless you want to." She rolled her eyes at me and led me to a coffee shop near the highway entrance that had a sign that said "If You Are the One (a Chinese social media platform)." I didn't know how she knew about this place, and I even suspected she had been there with some man before. The shop's theme was entirely couples-themed coffee and tea, with everything in pink.
There weren't many people inside, but they were all single men and women. It was quiet and peaceful. The waitress asked if we wanted to sit in the main hall or in a private room. She replied that the private room was quieter and led us to a room on the second floor, at the very bottom. The decor excited me; it was not only very private, but what surprised me most was the large, pink sofa. The lighting inside created a warm, inviting atmosphere, and the floor was wooden. I don't know what she was saying to the waiter by the door—maybe ordering food or setting a minimum charge. Even if I had to pay the bill today, I would be happy.
I felt my testosterone levels skyrocket. I sat down and watched her come in, taking off her coat and hanging it by the door. I sensed she was a little nervous and awkward when she looked at me. She sat down a bit far away, and I said it looked out of place sitting so far away, especially since no one could see us. I reached out and pulled her to sit next to me.
I couldn't resist asking her how she knew about this great place. She said she'd been here once with a classmate. I asked if it was a guy, and she initially said no, it was a girl, but then immediately replied it was a guy—someone who used to like her. My classmate is from Rizhao. She often comes here on business. Once, she came here for dinner because he invited her. She said she really had nothing to do with that classmate. Haha, actually, I don't care if they have anything to do with each other. I just wanted to ease her nervousness.
After the waiter brought the fruit and told us that all the dishes were served, I put my arm around her while we ate. She didn't resist and let me hold her. She even put food on my plate. I felt happy at that moment. It's better to be a respectable woman than a promiscuous woman. Haha.
I ate the fruit while harassing her. She only resisted when I touched her sensitive areas. I told myself that no matter what, I was going to sleep with her today. Anyway, her husband wasn't home. She should be fine if she went home later. I had to be patient with her.
I picked up a piece of banana, held it in my mouth with a small portion sticking out, and leaned over to feed it to her. At first, she ignored me, so I just waited and watched her. She knew I wanted her to eat the exposed half; perhaps she wanted to, but was just too shy to do it. Unable to resist my insistence, she shyly extended her mouth and took the exposed banana.
I took the opportunity to hug her, and as she bit off the banana, my lips covered hers. She tried to pull away, so I held her head tightly, trying to keep her mouth closed so I wouldn't let her tongue in. I didn't insist; I just held her head and licked her lips, her cheeks, and her chin with my tongue. Unable to resist my persistence, she gave up after a while. She resisted.
As my tongue intertwined with hers, my body swelled with desire. I kissed her while unbuttoning two buttons, but she stopped me again. I abandoned her lips and instead kissed her half-exposed, full, deep cleavage. Her black bra accentuated her incredibly alluring breasts.
This time, she didn't stop me, holding my head and humming softly. I unbuttoned all her buttons from the bottom up, easily exposing her breasts without resistance.
I continued kissing her, lifting her bare upper body and sitting her on my lap. One hand supported her head, while the other gently pinched her nipples, which were covered in my saliva. I felt her... Sensitive, I caressed her breasts; they had swelled considerably since the beginning, and her nipples had hardened, just like my penis.
I continued to stroke her upper body, my mouth never leaving her lips. She kept her eyes closed, enjoying it. I quietly took my phone out of my pocket and placed it on the table. I had wanted to see if I could take a picture of her vagina when we left, but I couldn't let her know. She wouldn't even allow me to take a picture of her in the car.
I reached out and took off her high heels. The spacious sofa made it easy for her to relax. I felt it was time to attack her genitals. I continued kissing her subtly, my hand slowly moving from her breasts to her thighs, gently touching her through her stockings. I stroked her thighs.
When I tried to spread her legs a little, she snapped out of her daze, looked up, and said no, it had to be like this. I said, "Let me touch you, I promise I won't insert my penis inside you." She looked at me with slightly hazy eyes, and I knew she agreed. When I parted her thighs, she only symbolically resisted for a moment before letting me spread them wide. Then I continued kissing her, and then moved along the stockings towards where I longed to go.
My slow advance helped her get used to it. When I touched the top of her thighs, I was pleasantly surprised to find that her stockings only covered the top of her thighs, not the bodysuit I had imagined. I pulled her stockings down to her calves, stroking the delicate, smooth skin of her thighs. The deeper I went, the more I felt her... Her muscles tensed, her face flushed, and she was panting.
She gently pressed my hand down with one hand, wanting to refuse but unable to. I gently caressed her private parts; even before my fingers touched her panties, I could feel the wetness and heat there. When I pressed two fingers there, she trembled, hugging my head and clamping my hand between her legs. I could only caress her with my fingers, occasionally pushing them against her panties and inserting them into her vagina. I guessed she must be wearing breathable lace panties, because soon my fingers were covered in her vaginal fluid. She unconsciously parted her legs, allowing my hand more freedom of movement.
At this moment, I was also very excited. Ignoring her pulling my hand, I penetrated deep inside her panties, beyond which lay a thick, bushy... Her pubic hair covered her genitals, which were already overflowing with her juices. My hands were covered in her fluids. When I inserted two fingers into her vagina, she cried out and struggled to break free from my grasp. But I wasn't about to let her escape again. I pressed my body against hers, my fingers probing inside her. She went limp against me, clinging tightly to me, her face flushed and panting.
My hand was soaked with her fluids; this woman was so wet. I took my hand out and wiped it on her panties, then gently stroked her breasts, teasing her nipples while secretly pulling down my own sweatpants. I realized I was really, really hard. I whispered in her ear, "Woman, can you take off your panties?"
She gripped her panties tightly with one hand, shaking her head and saying no, that I had to keep my word. I said I definitely wouldn't insert it; I wanted to place it on her labia, okay? I said I'd do it in her mouth, but she shook her head again. Then I said I'd do it between her thighs. She hesitated at first, but I felt she agreed.
When I tried to take off her panties, she was embarrassed, thinking I'd only take them halfway off. But when I lifted her buttocks, I pulled down her black lace panties all the way to her ankles. By the time she tried to stop me, I had already placed them on the table.
I lifted her skirt, picked her up, and sat her on my bare lap. Her buttocks were pressed against my erect penis. I ignored her protests and roughly caressed her entire body, suppressing my desire to have sex with her immediately. I laid her down on the sofa.
I felt incredibly aroused at that moment. I roughly turned around and sat on her, my buttocks landing squarely on her breasts. Ignoring her protests and struggles, I spread her legs wide with my hands. She tried to get up but couldn't move because my buttocks were pressing her down. Her pubic hair was very thick.
It was the first time I'd seen her vulva; it was full and plump, covered in her juices. I recklessly buried my head in it, driven by a desire to devour her vulva. I frantically licked her vulva with my tongue. Several times, she squeezed my head between her legs, only to have them spread apart by my hands. As I licked her, I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or trying to escape. She raised her buttocks high, which only allowed me to lick deeper. Her juices flowed endlessly, soaking my mouth and face. Eventually, she stopped resisting and just moaned softly.
Taking advantage of her distraction, I grabbed her phone, using my body to block the sound of the camera shutting off, and quickly snapped a picture of that spot. After taking the picture, I didn't linger; I tossed the phone into the sofa cushions and continued licking and kissing her vulva.
I felt her tremble every time I licked her clitoris. After a while, my mouth got tired, and I felt she would agree to let me do it. So I turned around and hugged her. I asked her if she wanted me to penetrate her. At first, she probably didn't listen, but when I sat up, she woke up and sat up too. She said she would use her mouth to help me, but I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity today. I also liked the feeling in her mouth, so I agreed.
We were in the same standing position, she was sitting on the sofa, and I stood between her with my legs spread, my body right on her lips. This time she wasn't reserved. When I put my body to her lips, she opened them, and I thrust in all at once. It felt really good.
This time, I naturally treated her like prey. She was being penetrated with her mouth open. After a while, I was afraid I would come early like before, so I took my penis out. She thought I was going to ejaculate and covered her face with her hands.
I took her hands away and said to her, "Woman, I can't come like this this time. How about I do it between your thighs like this?" She looked at me in surprise, but didn't refuse. Before she could agree, I picked her up, sat on the sofa, spread her legs, lifted her skirt, and wrapped her legs around my back. She was caught off guard and put in that position. She tried to struggle to get up, but I held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "I promise I won't penetrate you. I don't like doing it between your thighs; I want to do it between your labia. As long as I don't penetrate, it's fine."
At that point, she was basically at my mercy. Although she tried to avoid contact with my genitals, I held her buttocks firmly with both hands. I positioned myself so that my body was vertically positioned between her labia. Because there was a lot of moisture, the feeling of lifting her buttocks was amazing. I wanted to break down her pride and self-esteem. Later, I simply lay down on the sofa, and she knelt on top of me. She even moved back and forth on top of me somewhat actively. After
a while, I felt the urge to ejaculate. It felt really good. I immediately stopped her movements, turned around and pinned her beneath me. At this moment, she showed almost no resistance; she probably really thought I would agree not to penetrate her.
I got up and placed her legs on my shoulders, exposing her genitals completely beneath me. She didn't know that this position was the most complete penetration position. When I held my own body and teased her vulva with the head of my penis, she started to get scared and realized she had no defenses. She quickly tried to resist with her hands, but I deliberately said I wouldn't penetrate her, just play around outside. I knew that today she wouldn't have a chance to escape from me again... Her
vulva, filled with lustful juices, looked so wanton and sexy under the pink light. I restrained my impulse, held my own body, and gently slid the head of my penis, covered in her juices, over her clitoris, labia, and vaginal opening. Her moans beneath me grew louder and louder.
I deliberately asked her if she wanted me to penetrate her. She went from no to no, then shook her head, and then just held my hands without answering. I knew she really wanted me to penetrate her; the gushing fluid from below told me how much she wanted it. I teased her gently, adjusting myself as I went in, afraid I'd lose control and ejaculate too quickly.
I felt it was time. I pressed my penis against her opening and leaned down, saying, "Woman, I want to penetrate your cunt, okay?" She opened her eyes, looking at me helplessly, and softly said, "No, don't do this." With that "no," came a long sigh.
My entire penis, wet with her vaginal fluid, plunged in, all the way to the bottom. That moment felt more wonderful than any other penetration I'd ever experienced. She hugged me tightly, her lower body also gripping me tightly. I could feel her vaginal muscles trembling with her excitement. I didn't dare move, fully inside, savoring the wonderful moment while also fearing I'd lose control and thrust too forcefully.
After waiting a while, I released her and straightened up, slowly thrusting inside her. With each thrust, she cried out, and my pleasure intensified with each stroke. Each time I went in, I went all the way in, then pulled back to the entrance and thrust again.
I felt like I couldn't control myself anymore; I went faster and faster. She seemed to know I was about to ejaculate, raising her buttocks high to receive my thrusts. In the final moment, I held her buttocks, my hips moving rapidly back and forth. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pressed my penis firmly against her vagina, wanting to shove my entire penis inside her. I thrust against her vaginal walls and ejaculated violently. I felt she could feel each ejaculation; every spurt made her eyelashes flutter.
After a long while, I leaned down and hugged her tightly. I didn't want to slip out of her body; I could still feel myself throbbing inside her. I enjoyed the feeling after the orgasm. I kissed her, and she returned my kiss. As I slid out of her vagina, a stream of semen flowed onto my white t-shirt, which was still underneath me.
Afterwards, she didn't blame me. We silently put on our clothes.
It was almost eight o'clock when we finished. I cleaned up the mess. I wanted to pay the bill myself, but she insisted on paying. When we went out, she hugged me and asked if I truly loved her. I said yes. She didn't say a word and just opened the door and walked out. I didn't know what she meant by that, so I followed her out. On the way,
we suddenly fell silent, listening quietly to the music in the car. Around eleven o'clock, she took me to my dorm first. When I got out of the car, I kissed her. I suddenly felt a pressure I'd never felt before. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but it wasn't a relaxing feeling. After watching her leave, I took a shower and lay in bed thinking about everything that had happened that day...

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