A very exciting affair

After breakfast, my husband and I sat on the sofa, chatting and drinking coffee. After a while, he stood up,
put down his coffee cup, wiped his mouth, glanced at his watch, and said, "Oh, honey, it's time for work, I have to go
."

I took his briefcase, helped him put on his suit jacket, and saw him to the front door. My husband
kissed me : "I love you, honey, goodbye!" I replied reluctantly, "I love you too! Come back soon."

The door clicked shut. I went to the living room to clean up the dishes and took them to the kitchen. After returning to the bedroom, my heart
started pounding, and his vibrant body gradually appeared in my mind... His
name is Johnny. Last week, when I was shopping at the supermarket downstairs, I accidentally twisted my high heels while taking the elevator. Although I didn't fall,
my purchases were scattered all over the floor. He carefully picked them up one by one and even helped me home.

To thank him for his help, I made him a cup of coffee as a token of my gratitude and asked him to stay a little longer. He
kept praising my cooking skills and complimenting my looks and alluring figure, making me incredibly happy. During our conversation
, I learned that he lived in the building next door, was a freelancer who designed computer programs for various companies from home,
and went to the supermarket every morning to buy daily necessities.

After that, we met almost every day at the supermarket, shopping together, having
drinks at the neighborhood restaurant, and then he would carry my bags and accompany me home. In less than two weeks, we became
inseparable confidants, and finally, unable to escape the natural law of attraction, our friendship blossomed into romance,
and we ended up having sex. From then on, my shopping list gained another item: birth control pills.

He was said to be one-quarter foreign, which explained his handsome appearance—a robust physique, deep-set eyes, and a
high nose bridge—the kind of mature, charming prince charming that was very popular with women. Especially
his…that thing, probably inherited from his grandfather, it was thick and long, much bigger than my husband's
. I secretly measured it once, and it was at least two glans longer than my husband's penis!

I remember the first time he penetrated me, the initial fullness and discomfort gradually transformed into a feeling of fulfillment and ecstasy.
I knew I could never live without that big guy. I suspect that women who say penis size doesn't affect
the quality of have never experienced being penetrated by such a thick penis. Every time Johnny's penis
entered and withdrew from my body, the friction time and area with the vaginal walls was one and a half times longer than my husband's. I felt that
two thrusts from him were more stimulating than three thrusts from my husband. Often, I had already orgasmed twice before he ejaculated.

Thinking of Johnny, I stood in front of the dressing table, looking at my body in the mirror.
Under the nourishment of two men, I became more and more beautiful and charming, my figure more curvaceous and voluptuous, and my breasts
fuller . I took off my robe and changed into the sheer, sexy nightgown my husband had bought online. I slowly took off my underwear,
then sprayed some perfume on my armpits, behind my ears, and vulva. I turned to the side and wiggled my hips a few times. Oh! If I were a man, I
would surely be aroused by the seductive young woman in the mirror.

"Ding-dong~" The familiar doorbell rang. I quickly suppressed my lustful thoughts and went to open the door.

"Baby, did you miss me? Come on, see if you did what I told you to do." Before Johnny even entered the room, he grabbed
me and immediately reached down to my crotch and groped me a few times. "Hmm, good girl, you already took off your underwear."

"Oh! You impatient lecher, come in first, it'll be bad if the neighbors see us..." Before I could
finish , Johnny swept me up in his arms, kicked me back, and slammed the door shut. He then headed towards our bedroom.

"Hey! Don't rush me, I made you some coffee..." I was still a bit dazed and struggled slightly as I said, "Never mind
, let's have sex first." He had already thrown me onto the bed and ripped off his pajamas.

Johnny quickly stripped himself naked, pounced on me, and pinned me down. His hard, erect
penis expertly aimed at my labia and thrust in. "Oh..." I gasped softly,
holding him tightly, feeling his big cock slide in and out until the hard glans reached my cervix and
couldn't go any further. Only then did I relax, ready to welcome his next wave of wild thrusts.

Johnny didn't immediately attack. Instead, he caressed my breasts with one hand and flipped my
wedding photo with my husband onto the bedside table, turning it towards us with a wicked grin. "Your husband's watching us make love! Go ahead and be
wild , let your husband see how slutty you are." I glanced at him, my cheeks flushing red with embarrassment,
but at the same time, my lust ignited like a fire doused with oil.

This wicked Johnny truly understood the subtle psychology of a cheating wife. Despite being unfaithful,
she felt her husband's gaze upon her while being fucked. The conflict between shame and excitement fueled her lust
to unprecedented heights , intensifying the pleasure of her orgasms. I gradually became immersed in this chaotic, distorted carnal desire.

Ah! Johnny thrust in and out, his penis seeming to pluck the strings of excitement throughout my body, waves of pleasurable
sensations surging up from my lower body like ocean waves; his penis was also like turning on a switch for my body's secretions, my juices
flowing uncontrollably. I felt like I had fallen into a vortex of pleasure, spinning, rising and falling, fainting, lost in the moment…
I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that even my soul seemed to leave my body.

"Click! Cluck…" Suddenly, I heard the sound of the front door unlocking from the entryway. Oh my god! Could it be my husband
coming home? I was startled, the pleasure bursting like a soap bubble. I hurriedly pushed
Johnny and peeked through the crack in the door. Sure enough, I saw my husband stepping into the room!

Johnny saw him too. We scrambled off the bed in a panic. I kicked Johnny's clothes, shoes, and socks under
the bed while anxiously trying to figure out where to hide him. Hide him in the closet? No way, he has to go through the doorway to get to
the closet , and my husband would definitely see that; hide him on the balcony? No, that won't do either. Johnny is completely naked
, and it would be terrible if the neighbors saw her. Besides, who knows if her husband would come out onto the balcony?

In a flash, I suddenly noticed a space under the dressing table next to the bed that was big enough for one person.
I quickly pointed to that spot with one hand and pushed Johnny to move there with the other. Johnny immediately understood and crawled
over, disappearing into the dark space.

I hurriedly threw on my thick bathrobe, used the low stool to block Johnny's hiding place in front of the dressing table, and then sat
on the stool, pretending to be doing my hair and striking poses in front of the mirror.

Thank goodness! Just as I finished concealing myself, my husband walked into the bedroom. I dared not move for fear of giving myself away, so I stiffly looked
in the mirror and feigned surprise, asking, "Huh? Didn't you go to work? Why did you come back?"

"Oh, I forgot a document in the study. I need it for a meeting today, so I came back home to get it,"
my husband said, walking towards the dressing table. I became even more frightened, pressing my stomach tightly against the edge of the dressing table,
spreading my legs wide, and pulling my bathrobe open to the sides, trying to cover myself as much as possible.

My husband stood behind me, his hands on my shoulders, admiring my reflection in the mirror. "Oh! Sweetheart, you're
so beautiful, your cheeks are rosy, and your eyes are so alluring they seem to be dripping with water." Before I could reply, something
unexpected happened—I felt something warm and slippery gently
moving up and down inside my vagina! I immediately realized that Johnny was licking my wide-open vulva with his tongue!

To make matters worse, my open robe revealed my proud breasts to
my husband through the mirror's reflection. His hands slowly moved down from my shoulders, gradually approaching my breasts… Almost
simultaneously , Johnny's tongue was already on my engorged clitoris, teasing it with varying pressure.

Oh my god! What should I do? Intense and stimulating pleasure surged from my lower body, but I couldn't cry
out . I could only endure it silently, biting my lip tightly, but my body still trembled involuntarily.

Fortunately, my husband's hand had already reached my nipples, pinching and gently twisting them. I let out a
loud lewd moan, "Ah...ah..."

"Are you cold? You've been shivering, even your nipples are frozen," my husband asked with concern.
Turning his head, he exclaimed, "Oh, no wonder, the balcony door is open!" He then let go and walked towards the balcony. I secretly
rejoiced that Johnny hadn't hidden on the balcony, and secretly kicked him, warning him not to play
pranks .

After closing the balcony door, my husband returned behind me and continued to fondle my breasts. That
damned Johnny seized the opportunity to kick me while I was down, licking my vulva again with his tongue. This time, he not only teased my clitoris but also
inserted a finger into my vagina, thrusting it in and out.

I couldn't bear being attacked from both sides by two men like this. I felt so good that I
kept moaning "Ah...ah...woo...woo..." My body trembled violently as if I were getting cold, but I dared not move. The only movement I made was to press
my lower abdomen forward against the dressing table, lean back, look at my husband with hazy eyes, and open my red lips to
express the repression in my heart.

"Does it feel good?" my husband asked smugly while rubbing my breasts. "Mmm...mmm...
so...good..." I answered him without thinking, but then I wondered, should I say this to
my husband or to Johnny to tell him how I felt at this moment?

Looking at my sexy little mouth opening and closing, my husband finally couldn't hold back. He released my breasts, pulled down his
pants in a few quick movements, held my head with one hand, and with the other hand, he held his penis and put it into my mouth. Now
I was in a bind, with no choice but to obediently take my husband's penis in my mouth and
perform oral sex on him, licking and sweeping the glans with my tongue.

Under the dressing table, Johnny was also sucking my clitoris into his mouth, servicing me with each suck. The
situation was quite bizarre: the wife was diligently giving her husband a blowjob, while the husband had no idea
that right under his nose, his rival was simultaneously performing oral sex on his wife!

Knowing that I was sitting still and dared not move, Johnny simply went further and further. Every time he sucked on my clitoris
, it stimulated my whole body to shudder violently, and I reflexively sucked on my husband's penis as well. With each
suck, my husband's penis grew harder and harder, the veins bulging high, throbbing in my mouth
.

Before long, my husband couldn't take it anymore. He panted heavily, pulled his penis out of my mouth, bent down, and prepared to
carry me to the bed. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I quickly pushed him away, saying, "You...
what do you want? Aren't you in a rush to get to work?" "Never mind, let's have sex first," my husband
said already holding my waist. "Tch! Why do you men always say that?" I blurted out.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd let something slip and immediately shut up.

"What? What 'you men'? Who else has said that to you?" my husband asked, completely bewildered. I
quickly made an excuse: "Oh... this... this... didn't that man say the same thing in the porn you brought back the other day?" My husband was skeptical: "Really? Hmm, you women are really strange. Who pays attention to the dialogue
when watching porn ?" Taking this opportunity, I shook off my husband's hands, grabbed his penis and started stroking it, giving him a seductive look, and then said: "You've always wanted to ejaculate in my mouth, haven't you? Today I'll try sucking it out for you with my mouth." My husband was overjoyed and didn't want to go to bed anymore. He just stood there by the dressing table, letting me take his penis into my mouth again. To make my husband ejaculate quickly, I used all my skills, sucking, licking, and sipping, while holding the base of his penis with one hand and stroking his scrotum with the other, trying to get him to ejaculate as soon as possible so he could leave for work and end this embarrassing situation. I've never experienced anything so absurd in my life. I doubt anyone would believe it, but this kind of scenario, which only happens in stories, is unfolding right before my eyes. I was intently giving oral sex, while my lover was squatting between my legs, doing the same thing. The ridiculous thing was that my husband, completely oblivious to the fact that he was being cuckolded, was even smugly pleased, believing his beloved wife was sacrificing herself to satisfy his desires . 　　As Johnny's oral and manual stimulation continued, my vagina convulsed, and waves gushed out. I couldn't take it anymore, and unconsciously increased the speed and depth of my swallowing and thrusting of my husband's penis, even...

I didn't care that the glans was pressing against my throat, because the nausea was
completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure surging from my lower body.

My husband's penis grew harder and harder; he even held my head and thrust forcefully into my mouth like he was having sex.
I knew from experience that he was about to ejaculate, but at the same time, my orgasm was also imminent. Suddenly, my vagina
spasmed and gripped Johnny's fingers tightly, and I held my husband's penis tightly in my mouth, refusing to let go.

"Pfft pfft pfft..." Thick, fishy-smelling saliva shot from my husband's glans into my esophagus.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..." At this moment, my cervix also gushed out several streams of vaginal fluid. "Ah...ah..." My husband and I cried out
in unison , reaching the peak of ecstasy, achieving
orgasm in an unbelievable way.

My husband slowly withdrew his penis from my mouth with satisfaction. I had a mouthful of semen in my mouth but couldn't leave to go to the toilet
to spit it out . I could only frown and force myself to swallow it down, suppressing the nausea. My husband watched me swallow his semen with immense emotion
. I had always forbidden him from ejaculating in my mouth, but today he not only allowed it but
also willingly swallowed all of it. He marveled at the power of love! He leaned down and kissed my
cheek , saying sincerely, "Wife, I love you!"

"Husband, I love you too!" I replied tenderly, then said considerately, "Okay, hurry up and get
dressed for work! The economy is bad right now; don't let your boss put you on the next layoff
list ."

"Yes, yes. Wife, I'm off, bye!" My husband hurriedly put on his clothes without even washing up
, grabbed his briefcase, and rushed out the door.

"Click," the door slammed shut again. I let out a sigh of relief and kicked
Johnny under the dressing table: "You rascal, aren't you coming out yet?" I shifted my body to make room for the little devil to crawl out
.

Johnny came out with a mischievous grin and asked, "Was it good? Exciting, wasn't it? You have no idea how
excited I was, especially when I brought you to orgasm in front of your husband. I almost couldn't hold back and came."

He then swept me up in his arms and put me back on the bed.

"Don't even mention it! I was so worried. When I came, my lower abdomen contracted, and I could see your
hair peeking out from between my legs. Luckily, my husband was about to ejaculate at that moment, and he just closed his eyes and was
thrusting wildly in my mouth, otherwise it would have been terrible!" I said, then buried my head in his chest in a coquettish manner, twisting my body uncontrollably.

Looking down, I saw that Johnny's penis was already erect, with veins bulging and the glans throbbing.
I had never seen . It seemed thicker and longer than ever before. My heart started pounding again.
I reached out and grabbed it tightly, stroking it up and down with great affection. My vagina was itchy, and I wished I could stuff the whole thing inside me
right away .

Johnny, as expected, was very understanding. He flipped over and pinned me down. I quickly aimed his penis at my opening, and
he thrust forward. Oh! The feeling of fullness and satisfaction returned. He slowly pumped in and out while passionately
kissing me. The taste of my husband's semen still lingered in my mouth, and Johnny's mouth was filled with the fishy smell of my vaginal fluids,
but neither of us minded. We made love to our hearts' content, savoring the sweetness of each other's saliva.

If Johnny was the stimulant in my husband and my love life, then my husband was
the catalyst in my sex life with Johnny. I experienced vastly different kinds of tenderness and ruggedness, and the unique sexual
positions and techniques of both. Perhaps some would accuse me of being lewd and promiscuous, but I don't care. Since the Creator
created orgasm for mankind, and it can only be achieved through sexual intercourse,
shouldn't we make good use of it to enjoy our lives?

As Johnny thrust in and out, he whispered in my ear, "You know what? I love
the feeling of bringing you to orgasm while your husband is watching, I love seeing your expression as you try to hide it from him while I'm driving you
to ecstasy ..." He thrust even harder, scraping the juices from my vagina with each stroke
.

I felt the ecstatic thrusting of Johnny's thick, hard penis in and out of my vagina. I turned my head to gaze at the wedding photo on
the bedside table . My husband was watching us, two
naked worms entwined on the bed, with a broad smile. I couldn't help but shout in my heart, "Ah...husband...I'm having an orgasm...it feels so good... did
you see that...I was fucked by another man until I came...I'm going to heaven...his penis is so big and thick...it completely fills me up...oh...husband...he ejaculated ...so much...it's so hot...he ejaculated so deep...filling places you've never been before..." The little incident of my husband's sudden return today brought Johnny and me an extraordinary and huge stimulation. We spent the whole morning making love in our bed, tirelessly reaching one climax after another. We went from the bedroom to the living room, then from the living room to the kitchen. Johnny even carried me into my husband's study and placed his computer desk, thrusting wildly. We left pools of glistening, sticky fluid everywhere… Finally, when Johnny ejaculated his hot semen inside me for the third time, we were both exhausted. I had lost count of my orgasms, and I lay limp on the bed, too weak to even move a finger. When Johnny slowly withdrew his now-erect penis from my vagina, I remained motionless, my swollen vaginal fluids soaking the sheets. Today was truly the most exciting day of my life. I wonder if I'll ever have this opportunity again; I really want to !

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