My dear Ping-jie

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The day after my wife went back to her parents' hometown, I called Ping after work: "I'm coming over for dinner, and I'll eat you up too!" Ping replied on the phone, "Waiting for you!"

She went home, changed into casual clothes, and came downstairs. The door opened, and Ping peeked out from behind it, smiling at me. I was slightly surprised; she was being so secretive even opening the door. But when I stepped into the room and saw Ping's attire, a fire immediately ignited in my lower body. Ping was wearing a light blue, see-through silk slip dress, the hem barely covering her buttocks. Most shockingly, through the dress, I could see she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her two large breasts were clearly visible, her nipples slightly erect, proudly displayed before my eyes. Her pubic hair was also faintly visible. Before I came in, I would never have imagined Ping would be dressed so revealingly and sexily—but isn't this exactly the effect of an affair?

Despite having slept with Ping twice yesterday, seeing her so alluring now, the moment the door closed, I couldn't wait any longer and grabbed her, kissing her on the lips. Ping offered her soft, wet tongue for me to taste, and my hands roamed over her body. Soon, our breathing became heavy.

"Why are you dressed like this today?" I asked breathlessly.

"Do you like it?" Ping also panted.

"I love it!" I pulled her hand to my already erect penis. "Look, it's so hard. I want you now!"

Ping held my erect penis, panting, and said, "Me too!"

I picked her up, carried her to the living room sofa, and pulled down my sweatpants, pressing myself against her. Ping didn't even need to take off her spaghetti strap nightgown; she spread her legs, her lower body completely exposed to me. I thrust my penis in, and immediately it was enveloped in her warm, moist flesh. Ping let out an "Ah..." and, like the previous two times, her legs clamped around my buttocks. Her lower body was already soaking wet. As I thrust, I said, "Why is it so wet down there?" Ping responded, "I've been thinking about you all day, and I've been so wet thinking about you, I haven't been able to do it... Ah..." These words were more powerful than any drug. I felt my penis incredibly hard, like a motor relentlessly pumping against Ping's lower body.

Perhaps it was the release of pent-up sexual desire. Today, it was just the two of us at home, and Ping's moans echoed throughout the room.

"Ah, Xiao Shen, you're so good! So comfortable!"

"What did you call me?"

"Ah, husband! Husband! Fuck me harder!"

The room was filled with panting and moaning, a scene of pure eroticism.

This was another sexual encounter focused solely on release, but unlike the first time when I ejaculated quickly, this time I thrust into Ping for an exceptionally long time. Ping kept calling out, and I suspected that if someone were at the door, they could hear her moans.

This was also a thoroughly enjoyable sexual encounter. We no longer held back; we went straight to sex upon meeting, with only thrusting and yielding movements, the missionary position lasting until I ejaculated.

A short while later, I sat on the sofa wiping my sweat, looking at Ping, still lying there, her semen dripping from her vagina onto the sofa. I felt incredibly satisfied at that moment.

We took dinner to the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the two of us cuddled together, feeding each other. We finished our simple meal without cleaning up, continuing to cling to each other and chat casually.

"I never expected you to have clothes like this!"

"He bought it for me, to wear at home."

"I didn't expect Lao Sun to be so romantic. The two times you wore this, I bet his reaction was different from usual, right?"

"Yeah! The first time I wore it, he was really excited, just like you were today, hehe."

...

"Can we not go back today?"

"I wasn't planning on going back these past few days!"

Ping's joy was evident on her face. We went into the bathroom to shower, washing each other and applying shower gel. Ping knelt in front of me, washing my genitals, then suddenly looked up at me with a smile, opened her mouth, and took my penis into her mouth, slowly swallowing and releasing it.

Although in my later plans I would slowly train Ping, leaving no stone unturned in oral sex, breast sex, and anal sex, it was still quite a surprise that she was actually giving me oral sex on her own initiative. I knew Ping had never given Lao Sun oral sex before, but at this moment, with my penis being swallowed and released in Ping's mouth, there was absolutely no teeth involved. I couldn't believe this was Ping's first time giving a man oral sex.

However, aside from shaking her head back and forth and sucking my penis in her mouth, Ping didn't do anything else. If I hadn't already fucked her three times in the past two days, I definitely wouldn't have lasted much longer if she was giving me oral sex like this.

Ping's lips were a little thick, and it felt soft and comfortable to have my penis in her mouth. My penis was already erect in her mouth, and I wasn't thinking about deep throating anymore. While enjoying the comfort of my penis in her mouth, I lowered my hand to touch her breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and when I kneaded her nipples, Ping's body twisted slightly, and she moaned, but because she had my penis in her mouth, it was muffled. After what seemed like an eternity, Ping released my penis, rubbing her mouth and saying, "My mouth is a little sore." I pulled her up, turned her around, and braced myself against the wall, my penis pressed against her buttocks. "I want your first time with your anus right now, is that okay?"

Ping turned her head, her face clearly filled with desire, looking at me tenderly. "I told you, I'll give it to you wherever you want!"

I was overjoyed. Although my sex life with my wife was quite harmonious, and she would give me oral sex regularly, she had always refused anal sex. Now, I was fulfilling my wish with Ping. How could I not be happy?

I poured some shower gel into my hand and applied it to Ping's anus. Ping's buttocks were raised high, and as my hand rubbed her anus, she let out a soft "hmm" moan, her buttocks twitching slightly with the application of my fingers. After these two days of sex and caresses, Ping's libido had been rekindled, and her body was much more sensitive than before.

I tried slowly inserting my middle finger into Sister Ping's anus until it was fully inside. "Does it hurt?" Sister Ping shook her head, turned around and said, "Come in!"

A voluptuous, naked woman, her buttocks raised, waiting for you to penetrate her untouched anus—how many men could resist?

I gripped my hard penis, placed the glans at Sister Ping's anus, and gently pushed forward. Thanks to the lubrication of the shower gel, although there was some slight resistance, the glans still slid in smoothly. I heard Sister Ping let out a soft "hmm," but at that moment, I didn't care about that. I continued to push forward, which wasn't as smooth anymore, but thanks to the lubrication of the shower gel, my entire penis was still inside Sister Ping's anus. This time, Sister Ping was silent. I felt her anus tighten, gripping my penis tightly. I let out a long breath. It felt so good. This tight feeling of being enveloped by an anus was something no vagina, no matter how tight, could provide.

I didn't start thrusting immediately. No matter how much lubrication I used to, it would definitely feel strange the first time I inserted it into her anus. I hugged Ping from behind, cupped her breasts, and whispered, "Does it hurt?"

Ping shook her head. "No, it just feels a little tight!" She turned around and said gently, "You can move now!"

Actually, even without moving, my penis already felt very comfortable inside Ping's anus. Perhaps because it was the first time such a large thing had been inserted, Ping kept contracting her anus. Each contraction was incredibly pleasurable, and I couldn't help but start thrusting.

I finally understood why men love inserting into women's anuses; the pleasure is something a woman's vagina can never match. Women's vaginas vary in size, but during sex, when the vagina is wet, the penis lacks a certain tightness when thrusting (although there is a slippery feeling). Most men prefer women with narrow vaginas, but can a tight vagina compare to an anus?

Although I used shower gel for lubrication, her anus doesn't secrete any fluid, so after a while, the resistance increased, and the pleasure intensified. Some women are said to experience pleasure through their anus. Ping was panting, but her voice wasn't as ecstatic as when I penetrated her vagina the previous times. I continued to caress her with my hands, kneading her breasts one moment and touching her labia and clitoris the next. My mouth kept kissing her neck, shoulders, and earlobes, and waves of pleasure-filled moans slowly escaped from Ping's mouth.

Actually, I didn't want to stop thrusting in Ping's anus so soon; it felt so good. But it was precisely because of this pleasure that my penis couldn't stay inside her tight anus for long. Thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities to fuck Ping's anus in the future, I couldn't resist the final tingling sensation and, trembling, ejaculated directly into Ping's anus.

Actually, I knew that this time, it was me who felt good during anal sex. Ping didn't experience the same level of pleasure or even orgasm as the previous two times. If I hadn't been constantly kneading her breasts and stroking her genitals, I doubt she would have even moaned. However, it's said that some women can experience orgasm during anal sex; I wonder if I can develop the same level of pleasure as Ping during anal sex in the future.

We quickly showered, then sat on the sofa, embracing each other. I made Ping put on that sexy nightgown again; it was just too sexy. Men know that sometimes a woman's half-revealed, partially exposed skin is more alluring than being completely naked.

Even though my desire had been satisfied, with such a voluptuous and sexy woman in my arms, my hands couldn't stop. I squeezed her breasts, stroked her thighs, and Ping lay languidly in my arms, letting me do as I pleased.

We just quietly embraced each other on the sofa, occasionally exchanging a few trivial words.

There's a saying that's truly true—there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that's been over-plowed.

Although I've only made love a few times with Sister Ping these past two days, each time has been incredibly satisfying and exhilarating. My body is already noticeably tired, but Sister Ping, after we've sat on the sofa for a while, has already reached for my genitals, rubbing my penis. When she looks up at me, her eyes are filled with lust, and she bites her lower lip, saying, "I want it again!" Then she pulls down my underwear and takes it into her mouth. Even though I have no desire at that moment, seeing Sister Ping's seductive appearance, my penis slowly hardens as it's being swallowed and sucked in her mouth.

I reach out and grasp Sister Ping's breasts; her nipples are already erect. Before I can even touch them a few times, Sister Ping straddles me, guiding my penis into her vagina.

"Ah... don't leave tonight, stay with me, I want you to fuck me all night..."

In the past few days while Lao Sun was away, Sister Ping and I have made love almost every day. Our lovemaking has been a constant presence in her house—on the bedroom bed, the living room sofa, the kitchen, the bathroom. This indulgence has left me with a sore back and aching waist; every morning I have to lean against the wall to leave for work. Ping was like my wife. Every day when I came home from work, dinner was already prepared and waiting for me. Sometimes she was wearing that sexy nightgown, sometimes she was naked except for an apron. So even though I had no desire for the next few days, seeing Ping waiting for me like that, I still couldn't control my erection and would fuck her hard. Actually, by then, I could barely ejaculate.

Later, when Lao Sun went home, we couldn't do what we did those days anymore. We had a few secret trysts, but after my wife came back from her parents' house, we had even fewer opportunities. Then, when we moved, Ping and I naturally stopped seeing each other. But I can't forget Ping. My sex life with her truly gave me a unique experience!

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