A married woman burning with desire

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Watching a late-night HBO movie on TV, the phone suddenly rang. It was Xiao Yang calling.
"Ah, why are you calling so late?"
"Oh! Jingjing, I'm sorry, you're still awake, aren't you?"
"What's up?"
"Jingjing, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."
Xiao Yang's voice was magnetic; every word he spoke was irresistible.
"How about this? Tomorrow night at the National Hotel's coffee shop, 6:30. I'll wait for you."
Before I could decide, his words had already made their decision: "I won't disturb your sleep, goodbye."
His brief and cheerful invitation left me with no choice but to accept. I slowly put down the phone, a wave of confusion washing over me. If I accepted, I would be stepping into the dangerous line of marriage, but could I refuse?
I met Xiao Yang at a dinner party. He was a car salesman, and my main area of property insurance was vehicles. He entered my life six months after my miscarriage. After the year-end party at Lianyuan that year, everyone went to a karaoke bar and sang until 1 a.m. After paying the bill, Xiao Yang volunteered to drive me home. On the way, his conversation revealed his extensive knowledge; he could talk at length without being boring.
At a red light, he gently cupped my face in his hand and said, "I love you!"
His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to react. I gazed into his eyes, which were filled with deep affection, but I was so confused and helpless that I closed my eyes and waited. At that moment, my lips were dry, my heart was racing.
He finally kissed me, his thick, passionate lips pressing against mine. I was so nervous and flustered, like a child who had done something wrong. He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness and weakness wash over me. I couldn't resist breathing deeply and passionately. Undeniably, I loved his touch. He stroked my cheeks, my thighs, my navel, and even reached under my clothes to touch my breasts.
A feeling of guilt made me freeze suddenly. I pushed him away and lowered my head.
"No, I already have a husband."
He didn't force me and sat still beside me. We just sat there in the dim light of the car, lost in thought. The cars behind us honked their horns, urging us to move on.
Just as we passed the redevelopment zone, Xiao Yang suddenly stopped the car and hugged me again. I couldn't help but rub against him, kiss him passionately, and caress his body. He impulsively lifted my clothes and kissed my breasts. We couldn't suppress our desires. The passionate caresses were particularly arousing. He reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.
"Ah! No! No!" I said,
but undeniably, under the influence of alcohol, people are bolder. We both needed it.
It was the first time I had been touched and kissed by a man other than my husband. I was both shocked and scared. Xiao Yang lowered the back of my electric seat, lifted my tight skirt, and kissed my legs through my stockings. I trembled uncontrollably, just like when my husband and I were first intimate. I let his lips and hands roam over my body, stroking my feet and kissing me incessantly, while pulling my hand to his penis.
When my hand touched his penis, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, and my vagina began to secrete fluid. When his hand touched my slightly moist area, my whole body went limp.
Xiao Yang clumsily tried to pull down my stockings and panties, but I was too nervous to move because of the cramped car. Eventually, he tore them open and began licking my labia, occasionally nibbling and tugging at my thick pubic hair. When he teased my clitoris with his tongue, I was overwhelmed by desire. I gripped his hair tightly and swayed my hips, trying to get his tongue to lick my clitoris deeply. My breathing grew heavier and heavier.
For the past six months since my miscarriage, my husband hadn't allowed me any contact with him when he came home. All the pent-up desire finally erupted. My cheeks burned, and my body gradually lost its strength. Xiao Yang used a pillow to elevate my hips, then, guiding his penis, he tentatively rubbed the glans against my labia. He then moistened the glans with saliva and slowly inserted his erect penis into my vagina.
However, because his shape was slightly different from my husband's, the slightly curved penis occasionally touched my G-spot. I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and after a series of vigorous thrusts, I climaxed. I released my grip and lay weakly on the chair. Xiao Yang, still drunk, showed no sign of stopping, continuing to thrust into my vagina.
His relentless assault showed no sign of abating. I was truly exhausted, muttering to myself. Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my body.
I lay there, stunned, and my conscience compelled me to sob. Xiao Yang used tissues from the car to wipe my genitals. Seeing me still crying and motionless, he covered me with his coat and drove off.
I wrapped myself tightly in Xiao Yang's coat and returned to my apartment, terrified the building manager would see my torn stockings. Once inside, I went straight to the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror after our passionate encounter. Xiao Yang's semen, still sticky from his semen, dripped down my genitals, and I scrubbed myself repeatedly. I was a wanton woman; I had wronged my husband. I had slept with another man. The inner turmoil kept me awake all night.
For the next month, I avoided Xiao Yang completely, until we ran into each other again at a New Year's dinner party. He acted nonchalant, but I was incredibly nervous, terrified my colleagues would find out. I met him at the bathroom door.
He whispered in my ear, "If you continue, people will find out." Then he wanted to talk to me after dinner, but I refused.
Returning home after the dinner, I was about to close the door when Xiao Yang rushed in. Before I could scream, he had already sealed my lips with his. I broke free and slapped him. But after the crisp sound of the slap, I was captivated by his deep, affectionate gaze. We stood there, frozen. The gaze that had fueled my dreams every night for the past month was now truly before me.
Xiao Yang's hands began to roam over my thighs, the tenderness battling with my conscience. But desire triumphed over my conscience, and I slumped down, letting Xiao Yang caress and kiss me.
Honestly, Xiao Yang was much gentler with me than my husband. My husband always rushed through his act and then ignored me, while Xiao Yang's foreplay and his distinctive penis... That time in the car almost made me blurt it out in my sleep when my husband went back to Taiwan for the Lunar New Year. When he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily felt a strange sensation. He kneaded my breasts and sucked on my two sensitive nipples. He kissed all over my body. He kissed my face, my earlobes, my neck, my vulva, and even licked my toes. Finally, his nimble tongue attacked my genitals, gently biting my crotch, making me tremble with pleasure. His
newly grown beard prickled my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. Then he lifted my legs, exposing my anus and vulva completely to him. I shyly closed my eyes. Xiao Yang was actually licking my large anus. This was something my husband had never done since we got married. Every time, my husband would hastily tease my clitoris with his hand before inserting himself. Xiao Yang's lick made my soul fly away.
My vagina felt itchy, like a million ants were crawling inside. I slowly swayed my hips, trying to relieve the itch by cooperating with Xiao Yang's tongue. He stirred his tongue inside my vagina, and after each stirring, he would lick my clitoris, which was swollen with excitement. Each lick deepened my desire; morality had vanished. All I wanted now was for a man to penetrate me. My mouth was dry with excitement, and all I could make were monotonous "Mmm~~~~~! Ah~~~~~!" sounds. Xiao Yang lifted my legs, arching them into a curled shape. I opened my eyes slightly and saw my small, swollen vulva. My pubic hair was wet with Xiao Yang's saliva. Xiao Yang guided his penis with one hand and slowly inserted it into my vagina. Gradually, he increased the speed, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My vagina swallowed Xiao Yang's thick, hard penis, and the fluid I secreted due to excitement made the surrounding area wet. When Xiao Yang was moving his penis in and out of my vagina, it made a squeaking sound. His penis was being pulled out and inserted into my vagina with a "squeak! squeak!" sound.
Xiao Yang placed my legs on his shoulders, guided his penis to my vaginal opening, and, with the lustful fluid flowing from my labia, thrust his hips forward with lightning speed, penetrating deep into my vagina.
I let out a soft "Ah!" and closed my eyes, savoring the unique pleasure of Xiao Yang's penis thrusting into my vagina.
I moved my hips up and down in rhythm with Xiao Yang, welcoming his penis deeper into my vagina. My moans and Xiao Yang's panting echoed in the living room. My husband had thrust into my vagina many times on this same sofa, and now it was Xiao Yang's turn. I was burning with desire and couldn't care less about anything else.
Only in my dreams could I feel the fullness and pleasure of being filled with a penis. Now it was happening, and my excitement reached its peak. I involuntarily cried out, and my whole body went limp with pleasure. Xiao Yang had brought me to orgasm again. This was a pleasure my husband hadn't given me in a long time.
I gasped and groaned, trying to say something, but I couldn't speak. I had to open my mouth to breathe, but his mouth sealed mine. Now I was slumped on the sofa, he had put my feet off his shoulders, his hard penis was still inside me, he was kissing me deeply while teasing my nipples, the fullness of his penis inside me made me hold onto Xiao Yang, not wanting him to move.
After a few minutes, Xiao Yang thrust into me again with small, gentle movements. The passion I had just experienced made me want to climax again. I released my hands from his, moved them to his hips, and directed Xiao Yang to lift me up hard. Xiao Yang's hands were not idle either, one hand playing with my breasts and the other rubbing my clitoris with his thumb, giving me an electric shock-like feeling.
After a while, he thrust his penis deep into my vagina and ejaculated hot semen into me. I couldn't help but moan. The throbbing of his penis as it ejaculated gave my vagina another kind of inexplicable pleasure.
After ejaculating, I was reluctant to let Xiao Yang pull his penis out, but he knelt down and vigorously licked my clitoris, bringing me to a second orgasm. After resting for a while, Xiao Yang picked me up and carried me into the bathroom to shower. Under the bathroom light, I could finally see Xiao Yang's penis clearly; it was quite large even when it was limp. Unlike my husband's.
The feeling after two orgasms left me exhausted, and soaking in the hot water gradually calmed my passion. My sense of morality returned and battled in my mind. Xiao Yang squatted by the bathtub, caressing me, and then looked at me with those irresistible eyes.
"You're not allowed to come to my house again," I said.
Xiao Yang nodded affectionately and said, "Then you can't avoid me anymore."
I nodded, struggling internally.
After drying myself and putting on my pajamas, Xiao Yang was already dressed. I saw him to the elevator and watched him leave.
I was left wondering how he managed to get past the building manager to come up to my house.

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