Husband, I'm sorry

That's absolutely true. I'm already thirty-two years old. I married him seven years ago. He's a manager at his company. He's fair-skinned and very handsome. I'm fairly good-looking, 166cm tall, with 34C breasts. To enjoy our life as a couple, we didn't have children. My husband has always loved me very much, especially in that area. He's always energetic, making love to me three or four times a day, and he has many tricks up his sleeve, often bringing back porn and sex toys. At first, I wasn't used to it, but after a while, I grew to like it. Every time we had sex, I could reach orgasm two or three times, and I'd still feel exhausted the next day. Under my husband's "training" for six or seven years, my libido is extremely high. A few months ago, my husband often went on business trips for one or two weeks at a time, during which time I was often unbearably horny. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I went to bars and karaoke almost every night. On the third day of my husband's business trip, I welcomed my first man besides my husband after our marriage. That evening, right after dinner, I went to a bar wearing black stockings, a short skirt, and white high heels, carrying a handbag. Perhaps because it was still early, the bar wasn't crowded, so I ordered a drink by myself. As time passed, I noticed a man staring at me from a couples' booth in the corner of the bar. My heart pounded. Finally, he made his move. He walked towards me. He was tall and had a sunny disposition, giving off a warm feeling. Just a few words from him, and I was amused. Moreover, I found myself wanting him to ravage me. Finally, under his provocative words and my own loneliness, I left the bar with him and booked a room nearby. As soon as we entered, he picked me up and pinned me against the wall, kissing my neck and exposed skin. His hands slipped under my skirt, caressing my thighs and buttocks. I let him hold me, enjoying his kisses and caresses, feeling my vagina gradually become wet. After putting me down, he began to undress. Then he carried me to the bed, his large hands roughly kneading my breasts. He unhooked my bra, exposing my 34C breasts to the air. Facing his fiery gaze, my face flushed. He kept kissing me, while his large hands had already begun their advance towards my private parts. By the time he pulled down my panties, my vagina was already soaking wet. When I saw his penis, my face flushed red again. His penis was huge, longer and thicker than my husband's. I used my hand to stroke his penis, rubbing the glans. After a while, he turned over and placed his penis against the entrance of my vagina. Thinking he was about to penetrate me, I spread my legs and lifted them up, using my hands to part my labia and expose my vulva, which was hidden in my pubic hair, to welcome his penis. He didn't rush to penetrate me, but instead rubbed the glans back and forth inside my vagina, arousing my lust. The desire to penetrate but not being able to was agonizing. A lot of fluid flowed out of my vagina, wetting a small patch of the sheet. Finally, he inserted his large penis into my vagina. A jolt of electricity spread through my body. The head of his penis felt incredibly pleasurable, tingling as it reached my cervix. He lifted my legs and thrust in and out in a wheelchair position, each thrust deeper than the last. Each time he pulled out, a little fluid came out, and I saw many sticky droplets clinging to his pubic hair. With his vigorous thrusting, I cried out loudly, waves of pleasure washing over me, numbing my entire body. Several tens of minutes later, he let out a low growl, his body trembling. I felt a warm sensation in my vagina; I knew he had ejaculated. After he finished, he carried me into the bathroom, and we took a bath together. During the bath, he kept caressing my breasts and vagina. Soon, his penis became erect again, and finally, we had sex again in the bathroom. That night, I didn't go home. I had sex with him in the hotel room about three or four times, during which I unexpectedly reached orgasm many times. At dawn, we had sex again. Afterward, we exchanged phone numbers before leaving. Later, he became my sexual partner for a long time. Whenever my husband went on a trip, I would call for him. Every time I thought about his big penis, I would feel aroused and want to be ravaged by him. However, when I thought of my husband, I felt ashamed. This continued until my husband was transferred to work abroad, at which point we lost contact. [The End]

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