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

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 dormitory of the mainland company for more than 20 days. I was bored, so I packed my bags and returned to Hong Kong. My wife and son went to my parents' home in the United States for a two-month vacation and renovated the house in Hong Kong. After returning to Hong Kong, I temporarily stayed at my friend's house.
Only the two of them 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 some water, I ran into her. She was my friend's wife, about 40 years old. She hadn't gone to her company that day either. We chatted in the living room. She said her husband was often away, and she was also online at home. We got along very well, and she even told me her new phone number.
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 her again and said I wanted to chat with her. She said it was okay and told me to come to her company. She had just finished work early that day, and I said that her company was crowded and it wouldn't be good. 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. I kept pretending to touch her unintentionally, but she didn't seem to care. Later, I pretended to touch her buttocks with my penis through her pants from behind. She seemed to notice, smiled, and walked away.
Later we ate, and I didn't make any advances towards 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, and she smiled at me. 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, whispering against her face, "I've actually always had a crush on you!"
I gently kissed her lips again. Although her eyes were still closed, her breathing was noticeably rapid. Based on my years of experience in married life, I knew she wouldn't refuse my further advances. 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 soon, 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 shirt. I hadn't expected her skin to be so smooth. My hand passed through her flat, taut abdomen, and after pushing her bra up, I finally touched her soft breasts.
Although my wife was three years younger than her, at that moment I felt her body was fresher, and her breasts, unlike those of a woman who had given birth, weren't saggy but full of elasticity, filling my entire hand. The instant I touched her breasts, her body visibly trembled, and she let out a soft "mmm, mmm" moan. I whispered, "I'm sorry, forgive me, but I love you so much!"
Then I intertwined my tongue with hers, swallowing the saliva we exchanged.
She kept her eyes closed, but her increasingly swaying body told me that she was already feeling the stirrings of love.
I began to gently massage her left breast in a circular motion. At this point, I could clearly feel that her nipple was erect and firm from excitement. I then changed from stroking with my palm to gently pinching her nipple with my thumb and middle finger. She seemed a little restless, so I took the opportunity to pull her back into the room to the sofa and have her lie down.
I knelt on the sofa, my knees pressing against her genitals.
I whispered apologies to her while kissing her cheeks, neck, and lips.
At the same time, I pushed her shirt up completely to her chin and unhooked and removed her bra. At that moment, the beautiful breasts I had dreamed of for so many years finally leaped into view. Her breasts were full and white, with two brown nipples standing high. She no longer concealed her feelings, breathing heavily with "ha, ha" sounds, and her hands were trembling slightly.
She probably couldn't stand the stimulation and was visibly twisting her body, her legs were starting to try to squeeze together, and her toes were pointed very straight.
Suddenly, I felt a warm sensation against her knee. I moved my leg back and touched it with my hand. I felt that my palm was covered with a sticky liquid. It turned out that she was already so wet down there. Not only were her underwear soaked, but my pants were also wet.
Excitedly, I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Oh no, you're wet." She immediately turned her head away in embarrassment, her face turning red and making her look even hotter.
I felt it was time, so I sat up on her thighs and reached to pull down her panties. But she suddenly grabbed her waistband and cried out softly, "No, don't do this!" I hesitated. Maybe I was wrong; I shouldn't have done this to my friend's wife. But seeing the woman of my dreams lying half-naked before me, I felt a sense of resentment.
So I pleaded repeatedly, "Forgive me! Just this once!" while firmly prying 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 crying again. But at this moment, I no longer had the thought of comforting her as before, and was just focused on taking off her underwear.
When I pulled her panties 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 would be revealed to me without reservation. In this state of extreme excitement, I quickly removed all her underwear, and 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, but it was somewhat 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 very beautiful, with erect, light brown nipples that seemed to beckon me to kiss them.
Her large, firm buttocks were very plump, making one unconsciously want to caress them. A gentle, tangy scent from a woman's genitals wafted towards me. I slowly parted her legs, revealing a pinkish slit between her pubic hair, the edges of her labia already damp with her gushing fluids. The color of her labia was much lighter than my wife's, making them appear very fresh and beautiful.
At this moment, I was blinded by lust. I lost patience with that fleshy slit. 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 me again. She pushed my body away and began to sway her lower body from side to side. My penis couldn't fit into her vagina, so I moved my hands from her waist to her buttocks and brought her lower body closer to me. This way, my penis could easily touch her vulva. Because of the lubrication, although she resisted, my penis went in smoothly. Then, she started to move her body towards the bed, and my penis came out again. At this moment, I saw her eyes slightly open as she looked at me. She started to shake her head and whisper to me. I could roughly hear her saying things like "no" and "can't."
But the moist vagina beckoned me. My glans had already entered once, and I couldn't give up so easily. This resistance only increased my excitement and stimulation. My penis felt stronger and harder than ever before.
With a "thud," she stopped resisting, and with that stop, my penis was fully inserted into her vagina. I heard her let out an "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 time I pushed, it would touch my glans. At this point, I didn't care about the "three shallow and one deep" rule anymore. I pushed 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 were 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 visit her parents in the United States for two months, I haven't done it. This kind of stimulation makes me feel like I want to ejaculate. I thought to myself, I can't ejaculate at this crucial moment, but Sister Zhao's vagina is very tight. Inserting it inside is too stimulating. I had to stop the fierce attack and start to slowly insert rhythmically, trying to rub the little fleshy bumps on her G-spot as hard as possible.
Watching her hips move up and down faster and faster, her face growing hotter, her lips slightly pursed, her breathing heavy, her lips tightening more and more, I knew she was about to reach her climax. I pressed my entire body against hers, her breathing becoming rapid and disordered under my weight, her body tensing up. Finally, after a violent shudder, she coiled herself around me, clinging to me for a long time.
Seeing that she had reached her climax, I relaxed my restraint and thrust my body forward, pressing tightly against her pubic bone. Ah! Streams of thick, hot semen shot through my glans and into her deepest depths. She felt the temperature of my sperm... Her lower body began to contract rhythmically, and her cervix seemed to be born thirsting for this strong and hot semen, and began to convulse.
I laid my friend's wife down on her back. I noticed that she still had her eyes closed; she had barely opened 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 devoid of 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 was a dream. I didn't disturb her, quietly put on my clothes, and only left quietly after making sure no one was outside.
After 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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