Having sex with a married woman 5

Two weeks have passed since I slept with her at that married woman's house. She's been very busy lately. Although
I occasionally flirt with her on Lin's, it's all been superficial. A few times I've had the urge to go see her, but she refuses, citing
reasons like being too busy, having her period, and thinking we went too far that time. She says she doesn't want to go too far, as she
still has to consider her husband. As a result, our interactions have become somewhat distant since then.
I'm slowly understanding her personality; I can only go along with her to ensure there's any future. Of course, she
's noticed this too, and occasionally she tries to reassure me, usually saying she's too busy with work and
feels bad about bothering people too much. Picking up my daughter...etc.,
I'm alright, after all, she's someone else's wife. I guess I got lucky last time, and I don't want to complicate
things too much. As long as I'm satisfied when I'm with her, and she's satisfied too, that's fine. But if it causes their marriage to break down, that
would be a really big deal.
I'm usually in Taipei on Saturdays. I do some minor repairs myself since I don't have a professional, so I have more control over my time. I
was busy until around 6 PM when I suddenly received a LINE message from her: "Are you off today?"
I replied that I was busy today and asked her why she was calling me at this time.
She replied, "I'm in Taipei. My high school classmate is getting married, and I'm here for the wedding banquet."
I replied, "Oh, so you're going back to Taichung after the banquet?"
Actually, I was thinking that since I'm in Taipei, I should at least "stop by."
She texted back: "Some classmates are coming, we'll probably have a get-together afterwards, so it's uncertain."
I thought...wait, that sentence has a 'hint'...
She texted again: "Daughter, let Daddy look after her, it's almost time to take our seats, I'll call you later, bye-bye."
After replying, I packed up and went home. I didn't call her during this time; she would call me if she wanted to.
Around 9 PM, she called: "Saw the guests off, the classmates said they're going to a karaoke party."
I asked: "Did you drive here? Don't drink."
She replied: "No, I came by high-speed rail. I need to catch the last train back after sitting for a while."
I said, "How about I pick you up when you leave?"
She replied, "We'll see. Maybe a taxi would be faster." ... She replied again, "Don't bother. I'm
just a little embarrassed that I didn't get to meet you when I came to Taipei."
I replied, "No problem. You can call me anytime if you need anything. Have fun!"
She replied "okay" and then didn't message me again. I just went to take a shower. I thought to myself that it was probably hopeless
.
After showering, Line messaged me again: "I went to the karaoke bar but there were no rooms available, so I had to wait. Someone suggested going to
a motel to sing, and I saw those guys bought a lot of alcohol..." She then messaged again: "I can't drink much, and I don't want to spoil
the fun."
I replied: "What should I do?"
She replied: "Can you come help me?"
I replied: "Sure! You're selling drinks, right? That's easy. Where is it?"
She gave me the address, and after I got dressed, I called a taxi. It was quite close to Zhonghe. When I arrived, to avoid
being impolite, I brought a case of beer, some snacks, and braised food and knocked on her door. She came out and led me into the room, and someone
shouted: "Waiter... the hanger has arrived!"
Her classmate was quite enthusiastic, greeting me and then pouring the drinks, shouting: "The hanger has to drink three glasses first!!"
... Of course, I didn't back down and drank it all first! She downed three glasses in one go.
She looked a little embarrassed. There were four couples among her classmates, and five couples including me and her, making ten people in total. One of the women
was singing, and the men greeted me and toasted each other. At first, everyone took turns singing, but when it was her turn, I realized she
sang quite well. Of course, singing and drinking were a must, and she was also given a few drinks.
She was a little flushed. I asked her quietly, "Are all of these people married?" She said they were both unmarried, just classmates, the two girls
having been classmates since junior high. Of course, they were also curious about me, and when they asked me, she quickly retorted that we were neighbors. I could
only then someone started teasing me, saying, "Hou... childhood sweethearts..."
I laughed out loud and quickly explained that I was a roughneck and not a good match, haha.
Unexpectedly, her female classmate replied, "Roughneck... big and thick, hahaha~"
I looked at her, and she didn't know how to respond, she just kept pinching her classmate.
Everyone was joking and singing, and after about an hour, everyone was quite tipsy. At this point, a
guy suddenly said he wanted to play a game, and everyone asked curiously what game he wanted to play. The guy then took out a deck of cards and said:
"Of course we play King's Game at Motel, hahaha..."
Everyone felt a little awkward at this point, but one of the women started to cheer, "Let's play! Who's afraid of who!"
No one objected, so the man picked the King of Spades as the King, the Ace of Spades as the King, and the other eight cards
randomly . Whoever drew the King of Spades could give the order, and the person who drew the Ace of Spades had to do it.
At first, everyone was quite polite, doing things like crawling like a dog, doing handstands, kneeling and kissing shoes... Then one of the women
suggested playing in pairs.
I was one of her friends, so I didn't need to be paired up, and the other two formed four pairs. Then the game started to get a little risqué.
Some women had to touch the men's chests, and some men had to lick the women's calves.
I drew the Ace of Spades and was ordered to smell her armpit for ten seconds. Although she was a little embarrassed, she let me smell it; it
smelled a bit sweaty, haha.
The more they played, the more open they became. Two pairs were like mortal enemies, taking turns drawing the King and the Ace, getting more and more outrageous. After a few times...
One pair of women took off their tops, leaving only their bras,
while the other pair of men wore only their underwear. As luck would have it, it was her turn to draw a card. She drew an A, and the other pair demanded she take off her skirt. She kept saying no, but
everyone kept egging her on, so she eventually took it off. She was wearing a pinkish-red
thong with a thin mesh overlay, her pubic hair faintly visible. She quickly covered herself with the skirt afterward.
Then one of the women suggested that women shouldn't be required to be completely naked; at most, they could only be down to their bras and underwear, and
men could only be down to their underwear. A man then said that once they were naked, they couldn't cover themselves with anything, and they
could do whatever they wanted—clearly referring to her while she covered herself with the skirt.
After a flurry of discussion, they decided on the limits. Of course, she couldn't cover herself with the skirt anymore. I sat
next to her, glancing at her long, slender legs and the glimpses of her pubic hair. Fueled by the alcohol, my penis started
to arouse.
Then it was my turn to draw a card! I drew K, and the girl who had just been asked to take off her skirt happened to draw mine, so of course I didn't hold back and
told the woman in their couple to take off her pants too. She was wearing light pink panties with a mesh panel in the middle, and
her pubic hair was sparse and thin.
Now the conflict was brewing. A few times, they drew the "K" and I drew the "A," twice in a row. As a result, I
was stripped down to my underwear, becoming the first man to be stripped down to his underwear. Sometimes luck is just bad.
Another couple drew the "King," and she drew the "A." I was then ordered to perform a
vigorous male dance. Not long after, the men from the other two couples were also stripped down to their underwear. Since they were now the "Kings," they had to drink a glass after giving the order, so they used alcohol to embolden themselves
. The stripper even rode the men like horses. She was stripped down to her bra and panties, leaving only
one woman wearing pants.
Then, one of the "Kings" actually ordered the woman who drew the "A"
to rub the man's penis through his underwear. The woman was probably drunk, and she actually did it. The man, of course, got
an erection on the spot.
Because there was a rule that everyone had to see what happened and couldn't hide, all the men witnessed this scene. Of course, everyone
got hard too. Although the time limit was ten seconds, everyone was drunk and their physiological reactions were particularly fast.
The last woman's pants were taken off, and the couple who had just asked for penis rubbing were ordered to have the man lick the woman's vulva through
her . We were also ordered to use the train bento position for sex.
She kept trying to cover her face with her hair, which only made her look more wanton. Some were ordered to
do the doggy style position through her underwear. It got more and more outrageous, and there was a sense of revenge in it.
Finally, one of the women got angry, and everyone felt it had gone too far, so they exchanged a few pleasantries. Then everyone put
their clothes back on. Seeing that it was getting late, someone said they had to leave, and of course, everyone dispersed.
I called the counter to call a taxi. She was a little unsteady on her feet. When the car arrived, we got in and I wanted to ask her if she wanted me to
take her back to her mother's place in Tucheng so she could go back to Taichung tomorrow. As soon as she got in the car, she leaned her head on my shoulder and whispered, "To your house."
...
I immediately got hard! I was getting really restless inside, and thankfully, my efforts
paid off. Without hesitation, I told the driver to rush back to my house. She was a bit drowsy in the car,
but I was wide awake. I've been having a little drink now and then, so this amount was nothing to me. Besides, I get more boisterous when
I'm drunk ! I'm going to make her fly!
We arrived at my house soon after. I helped her out of the car and thought she was alright; she was walking steadily, so she probably wouldn't be up to her usual
drinking problem.
My apartment is a two-story building; the downstairs is for storing tools and materials, and the upstairs is my office and
living quarters. I had a Vietnamese bride two years ago, but she ran away after I got my ID card. I didn't want to chase her back, and we didn't have
any children. I planned to stay single for a few years and then marry someone else.
I carefully helped her around the materials, and she hugged me and let me help her. After we got to the upstairs, she said
she needed to use the restroom. I took her to the room in my bedroom. I also needed to pee, so I went to the other room. My penis
was already hard when I peed.
When we got to the room, she was sitting or lying on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed. I deliberately left the light on, turned on the air conditioning, and then took off
all my clothes, walking towards her naked. I climbed onto the bed and knelt on top of her, my erect penis in
front of her face. I pulled back my foreskin to expose the glans, then brought it to below her nostrils. Because she had been drinking, her
breathing was heavy. Although her eyes were closed, she knew what I was doing. I used my penis... She swayed her nose and asked
, "What do you smell?"
She replied with her eyes closed, "Your penis."
I said, "It was just there, didn't you want to smell it?"
She replied, "Yes."
I added, "It's been washed, so it doesn't smell as much anymore, but it smells good."
She took a deep sniff and said, "It smells good."
I told her, "The King now wants you to smell your penis, so take off your clothes yourself."
She replied with an "Mmm" and began slowly undressing, her nose still sniffing the glans. I threw her undressed
clothes off the bed and said to her, "King..." "Now I want you to smell my penis and masturbate with your hand~"
She slowly opened her legs and placed her hand on her vulva, stroking it gently. I said again, "The king wants you to masturbate
until you hear a wet sound."
She started probing her vagina with her middle finger, and began to hum. Soon, I heard
a wet "sizzle~sizzle~sizzle~" sound from her vagina. She hummed while rubbing her cheek against my penis, and pinched and rubbed her
breasts with her other hand. I said, "The king likes to see you masturbate while smelling my penis~"
She became more and more excited, and her moans grew louder.
Her breathing grew heavier, her face rubbing against my penis from side to side, her breath lingering on the glans. She opened
her eyes , looking up at me hazily, and said, "I want to
eat the king's dung~" I replied, "You want to eat the king's dung, is that it~"
She sniffed the glans, a little impatiently saying, "I want to eat the king's dung~"
I reached out and grasped my penis, saying, "The king is going to slap your face with his dung now~ Only after that will you get to eat the dung
~"
She frowned, her eyes pleading, and said, "Mmm~ Slap my face with his dung~ I like it when the king slaps
my face with his dung~"
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