My husband's days on the mainland

My husband's days in mainland China
While watching an HBO feature film on TV late at night, the phone suddenly rang. It was Xiao Yang calling.
"Oh, why are you calling so late?"
"Oh! Jingjing, I'm sorry, you're still awake!"
"What's the matter?"
"Jingjing, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."
Xiao Yang's voice is magnetic, and every word he says touches me so deeply that I can hardly resist it.
"Is this alright? I'll be waiting for you at the coffee shop in the National Hotel tomorrow night at 6:30."
Before I could make a decision, his words had already made it clear: "I won't disturb your sleep anymore, 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 onto the dangerous path of marriage, but could I refuse?
I met Xiao Yang at a dinner party. He was an automotive salesman, and my main area of property insurance is vehicles. He entered my life about six months after my miscarriage. That year, after the year-end banquet at Lianyuan, everyone went to a karaoke bar 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.
When we stopped at a red light, he gently cupped my face in his hand and said, "I love you!"
His two sentences were simple, yet they resonated deeply. 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 at a loss that I closed my eyes and waited. At that moment, my lips were dry, my tongue was parched, and my heart was racing.
He finally kissed me, his thick, passionate lips pressing against mine. I was so nervous my heart was pounding, 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 taking deep, passionate breaths. Undeniably, I loved his touch. He stroked my cheeks, my thighs, my belly button, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts.
A sense of guilt made me freeze suddenly, and I pushed him away and lowered my head.
"No, I already have a husband." He didn't insist, and sat still next to 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, and our passionate caresses were incredibly arousing. He reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.
"Ah! No! You can't!" I said to myself.
But it's undeniable that people tend to be bolder under the influence of alcohol, and we all need that now.
It was the first time I had been touched and kissed by a man other than my husband, and I was both shocked and scared. Xiao Yang lowered the back of my electric chair, lifted my tight skirt, and kissed my legs through my stockings. I was at a loss and trembling all over, just like when my husband and I made love for the first time. I let his lips and hands move over my body. He stroked my feet and kept kissing me, and he even pulled my hand to touch his penis.
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when my hand touched his penis, and my vagina started to secrete fluid. When his hand touched my slightly wet spot, my whole body went limp.
Xiao Yang clumsily tried to pull off my stockings and panties. Because of the cramped space in the car and my nervousness, I didn't move. Later, he simply tore them open and began licking my labia vigorously, occasionally nibbling and tugging at my thick pubic hair. When he used the tip of his tongue to tease my clitoris, I was already overwhelmed by desire. I gripped his hair tightly and swayed my hips, trying to get his tongue to lick my clitoris deeply. My breathing became increasingly heavy.
Since my miscarriage, my husband hadn't let me touch him when he came home for six months. All the pent-up desire in me finally burst forth. My cheeks started to burn, and my whole body gradually lost its strength. Xiao Yang used a pillow to elevate my hips, then used his hand to guide the head of his penis and tentatively rubbed it back and forth on the outside of my labia. Then, he moistened the head of his penis with some saliva and slowly inserted his hard, thick penis into my vagina.
But because his physique was slightly different from my husband's, his slightly curved penis occasionally touched my G-spot during thrusting. I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and after another round of vigorous thrusting, I orgasmed. I released my grip on him and lay weakly on the chair. Xiao Yang, still drunk, showed no sign of stopping and continued to thrust into my vagina.
His onslaught didn't lessen. I was truly exhausted. I muttered 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 that I was still crying and not moving, he covered me with his coat and started the car.
I wrapped myself tightly in Xiao Yang's coat as I 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, still wet from our passion. Xiao Yang's semen, left in my vagina, was sticky and dripping down my genitals. I washed myself repeatedly. I'm a slut; I've wronged my husband. I've had sex with another man. The inner turmoil kept me awake all night.
For the next month, I avoided seeing Xiao Yang completely. Then, during a New Year's gathering, we inevitably ran into each other again. He acted nonchalant, but I was incredibly nervous, terrified my colleagues would notice. I bumped into him at the restroom entrance.
He whispered in my ear, "If you continue like this, 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 wander over my thighs, and the gentle feeling battled with my conscience. But desire triumphed over my conscience, and I slumped down, letting Xiao Yang caress and kiss me.
Honestly, Xiao Yang treats me much more gently than my husband. My husband always rushes through his sexual gratification and then ignores me, while Xiao Yang's foreplay and his special 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 something strange; he kneaded my breasts and sucked on my two sensitive nipples. He kissed me all over. 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 thigh, sending shivers down my spine. Then he lifted my leg, exposing my anus and vulva completely to him. I shyly closed my eyes. Little Yang was actually licking my large anus! This was something my husband had never done since we got married. Every time, he would just hastily tease my clitoris with his hand before inserting himself. Little Yang's lick sent my soul flying.
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, and 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 curls. 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, positioned his penis directly at my vaginal opening, and, with the lustful fluid flowing from my labia, thrust his hips forward with lightning speed, penetrating deep into my vagina.
After letting out a soft "Ugh!", I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of Xiao Yang's special penis thrusting into my vagina.
I lifted my hips in rhythm with Xiao Yang's movements, welcoming his penis as it penetrated my vagina. My moans and Xiao Yang's panting echoed in the living room. My husband had thrust into me 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 dreams can I experience the fullness and pleasure of being filled with a penis. This is happening now, and it's brought my excitement to its peak. I involuntarily let out a cry. My whole body went limp with pleasure. Xiao Yang has brought me to orgasm again. This is the kind of pleasure my husband hasn'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, and he had put my feet off his shoulders. His hard penis was still inside my vagina. 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.
A few minutes later, Xiao Yang began thrusting into me again at a low, gentle pace. The passion from before made me want to climax again. I released my arms from his and moved my hands to his buttocks, directing Xiao Yang to lift me up hard. Xiao Yang's hands were not idle either; one hand played with my breasts while the other rubbed 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 his hot semen inside. I couldn't help but moan. The throbbing sensation as his penis ejaculated gave my vagina a strange, inexplicable pleasure.
After ejaculating, I didn't want Xiao Yang to pull his penis out, but he knelt down and licked my clitoris vigorously, giving me 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 the passion I had just experienced. My sense of morality returned and battled in my mind. Xiao Yang squatted by the bathtub, stroking me, and then looked at me with that irresistible gaze.
"You're not allowed to come to my house again," I said.
Xiao Yang nodded affectionately and said, "Then you can't run away from me anymore."
I nodded, though I was internally struggling with the decision.
After drying herself off and putting on her pajamas, Xiao Yang was already dressed. She saw him to the elevator and watched him leave.

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