Wife's monologue

I'm a woman who grew up in the countryside, the kind of woman who looks beautiful at first glance. I've been married for five years. My husband is a truck
driver , often on long-distance transport trips. We love each other, and I'm very devoted to him. A year after our marriage, I gave birth to a boy. Due to national policy
, I had an IUD inserted. My husband only comes home to see us every ten days or so. Usually, it's just the two of us at home. As my child
grew older, I sent him back to my parents' house to wean him. Since I don't have a job and my child is with my parents, I'm idle all day. With my husband away,
I feel very lonely. The nights alone in the empty house are even worse. My husband knows my struggles. He loves me very much, and to cheer me up, he's jokingly
said to me a few times: "If you're really feeling down while I'm away on business, you can find another man to play with. But you absolutely mustn't let me know, and you
must take proper precautions. Make sure he wears a condom."

Hearing my husband say that, I yelled at him for being crazy, but secretly I felt a surge of excitement. One lonely evening, a friend invited me to
dance , and I happily went. While dancing, my friend introduced me to a man named Ah Jun. After that, Ah Jun invited me to
dance with him every night and often took me out for hot pot. Ah Jun was a tall, muscular man. Through frequent contact, I came to see him as very humorous;
every word he said made people happy, so being with him was never tense. He spoke with great tact and acted with great composure, so
I became less wary of him and more fond of him. One night after dancing, Ah Jun said to me, "Ah Fang, let me take you home."

I happily nodded in agreement, and followed him to his car. He got into the driver's seat, and I followed. He lit
a cigarette and smoked it casually, saying, "These days, if you're going to date, you should look for a housewife, because housewives are the purest and most feminine
."

I asked him what he meant by that, and he said: "It's best not to touch women running around in the streets, lest they explode and cause trouble!"

I didn't understand what he meant, and he continued: "Ah Fang, your skin is so fair and smooth, and you're so beautiful, I like you so much!"

He said: "Okay, forget what I just said. I'll take you home!"

I turned to get off the bus when he suddenly grabbed me tightly from behind and forced me down onto the seat. I struggled fiercely and said, "Jun, don't
do this ! If my husband finds out, he'll kill me!" He covered my mouth with one hand and whispered in my ear, "Don't scream. It's late at night, and if
we get caught and taken to the police station, we'll be in big trouble."

I thought, if I screamed and got caught and taken to the police station, it would be a really big deal. Then, he gently said to me, "Ah Fang! I really
like you so much, don't worry! I'll definitely take you out to make lots and lots of money. Don't move, I just want to kiss you and touch you!"

I tried to push him away, but he held me tightly, making the car sway. So I stopped pushing him; it would be too
embarrassing . Seeing I wasn't resisting anymore, he showered me with kisses on my face and lips. His hands slipped inside my shirt, caressing my full
breasts. "Ah Fang, you're so beautiful! I love you so much! Ah Fang, let me have sex with you! I'll definitely take you to make a lot of money!" he rambled incoherently.
He unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my bra up, revealing my full breasts. He then bent down to kiss them, sucking
on . He muttered to himself, "Your breasts are so big and fat!" His hand slid down to my crotch, trying to slip inside my pants. I
immediately grabbed his hand and said, "Ah Jun, don't do this! This is my first time. Let's stop here!" I'm going home now. ║

He wouldn't listen to me at all and insisted on putting his hand inside my pants. I said, "Jun, I'm not the kind of woman you think I am. If you don't listen, I
'm going to call for help.
" He still said nonchalantly, "I'm not afraid of you calling for help. I'm not a local. I'll be out in two or three days, but how will you explain it to your husband? If you're not afraid, then call!" That was a clever move. Yes, I didn't dare to shout. Sigh! Now I could only let
things take their course. But then I thought, isn't that what men and women do? It's not like it's the first time, so what's there to be afraid of? I already have an IUD. If
this is the first and last time, my husband probably won't know. Besides, isn't my husband encouraging me to have sex with another man? My affair with Jun
is also allowed by my husband. Thinking like this, I stopped resisting. Sigh! Let nature take its course. I'll experience what it's like to have an affair! In
that instant, before I knew it, he had pulled my pants down to my knees. His hand immediately touched my mons pubis, and after a few strokes, he exclaimed in surprise
, "Wow! You're a beauty, a rare beauty!" I asked him, puzzled, what he meant by "beauty." He kissed me and said, "I really didn't expect you
to be so shaved, a 'white tiger'! You don't know that nine out of ten women have hair, but someone like you is one in ten! I'm so
lucky!" His hand continued to knead my shaved mons pubis, his mouth constantly
kissing His hand then moved to my breasts, kneading them like balloons. His tongue
slipped into my mouth, intertwining with mine. His hand then slid back to my mons pubis, gently kneading my bare area, muttering to himself, "Your 'white tiger's' buns are so plump
!" ║At this moment, he couldn't wait to get up and take off his pants. After taking off his pants, he pressed down on me. In the darkness, I felt something like a copper rod
pressing against my lower abdomen. It was hot. I couldn't see what his penis looked like, whether it was thick or small, long or short. I had no way of knowing. Sigh!
It didn't matter how long or small it
it took too long and someone found out, we'd be finished. But he calmly held his penis against my mons pubis and moved it back and forth between my inner thighs. Because the driver's
cab was narrow, I couldn't spread my legs too wide. He gently pushed his glans against my opening a few times, but couldn't penetrate. Then I realized
that his glans was pressed against the entrance of my opening, as if it were stuck, unable to enter my body. I didn't know if it was because my vagina wasn't wet enough or if his
glans was too big to fit. But then I wondered if it was because my legs weren't spread wide enough, thus hindering his penetration?

However, due to the limitations of the environment, I could no longer spread my legs apart. So, I reached down and parted my two fat labia, trying to widen
my . He was about to push his penis into my vagina when he whispered in my ear, "Thank you! Don't worry, I'll give you a surprise!
" I ignored him. At this moment, his penis had gently gone in halfway. Suddenly, he thrust his hips forward, pushing his entire penis in.
I don't know how thick his penis was, but I could feel it filling my vagina completely. However, I didn't need to think too much about it. At this point, I just hoped that he could
ejaculate as soon as possible and leave this place. But Ah Jun acted as if nothing was wrong, slowly thrusting his penis in
and out while touching my breasts with his hands, pinching my nipples here and there.

I lay there motionless. In the darkness, neither of us could see the other's expression. I could only feel his lips
kissing , his hands kneading my fleshy breasts. To make him ejaculate quickly, I closed my legs, squeezing his penis tightly. His thrusting
movements were gentle and rhythmic, not hurried at all. He gently pulled out his penis, then slowly and powerfully thrust it in all the way. His mouth slowly
slid from my face to my breasts, his hands kneading them until my nipples protruded. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked around my nipples, then gently sucked on
them . His sucking and licking made me feel... A tingling, itchy sensation spread through my body. Meanwhile, his penis, inserted into my vagina, continued its slow, rhythmic thrusting—
without, in, out, and back in—each stroke gently yet powerfully reaching the deepest point. At the same time, his tongue entered my mouth and
intertwined with mine. A pleasurable sensation traveled from deep within my vagina and into my brain. My vagina became noticeably wetter, with a
small amount of discharge. As if sensing this, he reached behind me and touched my perineum, then, with a
humorous, almost self-deprecating tone, panted, "Persistence pays off! Finally, some fluid is coming out!"

I asked: ║What are you saying?║

He breathed heavily and said, "I said your meat bun is so fat! Your two pieces of flesh are so elastic. Look, when I put it in, your two pieces of flesh bounced my
brother out!" At that moment, I knew very well who I was doing this to. The saying "a guilty conscience needs no accuser" was absolutely true. I was terrified
and had no mind to listen to his smooth talk. I really hoped he would ejaculate immediately. I didn't dare to stay any longer. As for him, he was still licking around my
nipples , his penis thrusting in and out at a steady pace. That meat stick moved left and right, up and down in my hole,
making me feel hot all over. Slowly, I felt that every time his meat stick went deep in, his glans seemed to touch something deep inside my hole
, like an electric shock. I would tremble, which felt very good. This went on and on, and gradually I felt more and more comfortable. My
breathing became rapid, and the water in my hole seemed to be getting more and more... As my body grew stronger, I felt lightheaded. It was then that I realized he was indeed different from my husband.
His penis still moved in and out rhythmically, each thrust gentle yet powerful, reaching the deepest point. Whenever his penis
penetrated deeply, my body would involuntarily tremble, a feeling of indescribable comfort. Unconsciously, I reached out and tightly gripped
his arm. He seemed to sense something and slowly increased the speed of his thrusts. My pleasure gradually increased, and the fluid in my vagina increased
, overflowing with each thrust. It felt so good, so incredibly good. I released my grip on his arm and embraced his buttocks, involuntarily lifting my
buttocks to match his thrusts. He thrust in forcefully, and I lifted my buttocks to meet him.

Seeing that I was cooperating with him, he became even more breathless and said, "Ah Fang, I'm going to make you ecstatic, I'm going to make you never forget this night!"

I felt like my vagina had widened. I just wanted his penis to thrust in harder, faster, and deeper. I held him tightly as he thrust harder and harder, and
my pleasure intensified with his rapid and forceful thrusts. My breathing became more and more rapid, and the fluid inside my
vagina , flowing onto the car seat and wetting my buttocks. The harder he thrust, the deeper he went, and the more comfortable I felt.

Streams of vaginal fluid flowed out, and waves of pleasurable sensations spread from deep within my vagina throughout my entire body. My vaginal canal seemed to be widening, and I couldn't feel
the intensity of his penis; it felt as if it were very, very small. I couldn't tell whether my vaginal canal was widening or his penis was shrinking. I squeezed
my legs tightly together. Wow! It felt so good! We were both drenched in sweat. The faster he thrust, the faster my hips writhed. Every thrust of his was so powerful, piercing straight into
my core. My body trembled, as if I were being electrocuted. I really wanted to keep his penis inside me, root to the root, and never pull it out. His breathing
became more and more rapid, and his thrusts became stronger and stronger. I had never felt so happy before. I felt as if I were drunk, light and floating, as if I were dreaming,
hazy and confused. I couldn't tell which way was north or south, or where I was. I completely forgot that I was having an affair with another man.

He made me feel so good that I really didn't want him to stop, I wanted this feeling to last forever. This feeling was indescribable
. His penis was like a piston, thrusting in and out wildly. I was lost in the moment, arching and lifting my hips, my buttocks swaying up and down and side to side like a sieve. I
felt like I was floating, as if I had suddenly fallen straight down from a great height. My mind went blank, as if I had touched a 380-volt voltage. A
powerful stream of heat shot into my hole, and at the same time, the most comforting warm current spread from the deepest part of my vagina throughout my body. I reached an unprecedented
orgasm.

Ah Jun was like a pile of mud on top of me. I don't know how long it was before my wandering heart returned to the driver's seat. Ah Jun got off me, and I felt that my
lower body was wet. We rested for a while, then got up and put on our clothes. Because of the pleasure and comfort just now, I was in a very good mood and very happy. I didn't
expect that our first time having sex would make me feel extremely comfortable and reach an unprecedented climax. I had developed a good feeling for him at the beginning, and I even liked him
a little . I thought to myself: If he asks me to make love again next time, I will definitely not refuse him. I hope he will come again next time and bring me
pleasure and comfort again.

At this moment, Ah Jun asked me: "Ah Fang, how do I compare to your husband? Not bad, right?"

I said: "How do you know my husband is inferior to you?"

He hugged me and said, "Of course! Seeing how excited you were just now, I knew your husband probably never gave you this feeling, right?"

Yes, in the years I've been married, my husband has never given me any comfort, never such a wonderful feeling as tonight. I really don't
know that a man can make a woman so happy, so blissful. Sigh!

If only he were my husband, he would give me pleasure day and night, that would be wonderful!

Seeing that I didn't answer him for a while, he asked me: "Ah Fang, what are you thinking about?"

I said: ║I wasn't thinking about anything! ║

He leaned close to my ear and gently asked, "Did you have fun tonight?"

We quietly got out of the driver's seat, straightened our clothes, and walked out of the tobacco company's parking lot one after the other. I looked back and didn't see anyone else.
I thought to myself, "No one knows what happened tonight. Thank God." And there will be a next time. I secretly hoped for the next time. He put his arm around me, and we
walked slowly. Then he took out some money from his pocket and gave it to me. He quickly picked up the money from the ground and said, "Ah Fang, you misunderstood! I'm just grateful...
"

I interrupted him, saying, "No matter what you say, I don't want to hear it. Just take me home!"

He quickly said to me, "I'm sorry, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

He put his arm around me, and neither of us spoke. Before we knew it, we were in the alley in front of my house. I said to him, "Jun, I'll stop here.
You can go back now; it wouldn't look good if someone saw us."

He held me tightly in his arms, kissing my forehead and eyes. I quickly pushed him away, and he said to me tenderly, "I'll come see you again tomorrow night.
"

I happily wrapped my arms around his waist. Wasn't tomorrow what I'd been looking forward to? My heart was sweeter than honey. I tiptoed and returned
his kiss. He watched me enter the house before turning and leaving. Back inside, it was already past three in the morning. The house was still empty. I took off my clothes and lay on
the bed, savoring how wonderful everything that had just happened was. Now I realized how incredible sexual intercourse between men and women is. I finally understood what
making love meant. But my husband and I have been married for several years, and our child is over a year old. Why has my husband never brought me to such an orgasm? Sex with my husband
has never felt as pleasurable and enjoyable as tonight with Ah Jun. They're both men, so why do they give me such different feelings? One makes me feel
incredibly high, reaching a peak of pleasure, while the other leaves me feeling completely flat from beginning to end. Although my husband always works up a sweat, I don't get
any response. I always wish he'd finish quickly. I really can't understand this. Then, I felt fluid flowing from my vagina.
I took off my panties, spread my legs, and reached down to touch my breasts. I remembered everything that happened in the driver's cab—how
unforgettable ! I touched my breasts, feeling the fluid flowing from my vagina. This fluid included my vaginal discharge from arousal, and of course, Ah Jun
's semen. I felt an indescribable joy. Tonight was so exciting! Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep, but I was jolted awake by a wave of pleasure and an orgasm.
I thought Ah Jun was still on top of me, so I reached out to hug him, but there was nothing there. I sat up, turned on the light, and saw that there was no one else in the room. I realized it was just a
dream. I slapped myself hard. It really was just a dream. I lay back down, feeling weak. I couldn't understand why I would have such a dream! I touched
my vagina and saw how wet it was. I'd never experienced this before. Why did I have pleasure in my dreams and even reach orgasm in them? I thought,
Ah Jun must have opened the door to my pleasure. I really wanted to see him again! The next day, after I got up, I kept thinking about Ah Jun, hoping he
would come . He didn't disappoint me and finally appeared in front of me again. The moment I saw him, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I was completely out of control. In the evening,
I went to dinner with him. We went into a coffee shop and ordered two coffees and some snacks. We sat together, and Ah Jun put one hand on my
shoulder, which happened to be on my breast. I no longer refused him, and his hand gently kneaded my breast.

He whispered in my ear, "Did you sleep well last night? Did you think of me while you were sleeping?"

Hearing his question, my face flushed even more. I didn't say anything. He continued, "I think you won't forget what happened last night. I
believe you'll never forget it."

I asked him, somewhat embarrassed: "Why?"

He looked at me and said, "Why? Why even ask why? After how you made me last night, and your actions when you were carried away, I think you won't
refuse !"

My face hurt, and we divorced because of it. Later, I met several women, but they all broke up with me for the same reason.
I was very sad because of this. But you are different from them because you and I reached paradise together on our first time! Alas! You are a rare beauty, a truly exceptional woman.
I hope we can stay together forever. Seeing how sincere he was, I didn't want to hurt him. I said, "Love knows no distance, and reunion is inevitable.
I will not leave my husband because we already have a child. However, occasional intimacy with you is not impossible, but you must also consider my feelings.
Don't force yourself when it's inconvenient."

He looked at me affectionately and said, "Ah Fang, do you want to know why they all broke up with me after our first time?"

I shook my head, and he said again: "I'm so sorry about last night. I shouldn't have forced you to comply. Although you were happy afterward, I still
feel ."

Ah Jun is indeed experienced. He knew perfectly well that I wouldn't hate him after reaching my climax. I deliberately continued his line: "Yes, I hated
you then. You don't understand me. I hate being forced to do things. Even my husband needs my consent before we can have sex. But you just did it to him without any explanation
!"

He looked at me, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm sorry! From now on, I'll ask you first every time, is that okay?"

After he finished speaking, he hugged me even tighter. I remembered the pleasure and orgasm he had given me last night, and a strong desire burned in my heart. That desire was like
a volcano about to erupt, suppressing me so much that I couldn't bear it. I couldn't wait to find a place and do it with him right away. As I longed for that moment to come
and thought about all of that, my lower body felt hot and itchy unbearably. As if he could read my mind, he quickly got up and paid the bill. He took my arm and we walked out of
the coffee shop. We were as affectionate as a newlywed couple. He held me, and I leaned on his strong shoulder.

Then he whispered in my ear: "I'm going to show you something precious later, I think you'll like it."

I asked gently, "What kind of treasure is it? How did you know I'd like it? Where is it? Let me see!"

He laughed and said, "Not yet, I'll show you later."

Before we knew it, we were at my house. After we went inside, I closed the door and drew the curtains. Then he half-jokingly said, "I'm not leaving tonight
. Can I sleep with you?"

I thought, even if my husband comes back at the earliest, it won't be until six o'clock tomorrow morning. With him by my side tonight, he'll give me an unforgettable night. What's there to be afraid of? My
husband isn't around anyway, and as long as I'm careful, no one will know. My husband has also said that as long as I don't let him know I'm having an affair, it's fine. Ah Jun
hugged me and kissed me, and we both fell onto the bed. He pressed me down and kissed me, having a wonderful time. Then he pulled me off the bed, and as I stood by the bed
, he helped me take off my clothes. He removed my clothes one by one until I was only wearing a bra and panties. He unhooked my bra, and a pair of
large, white, full breasts sprang out. Ah Jun looked at my breasts and couldn't help but pinch them, saying, "Your breasts are so beautiful!"

I thought, since I'm going to do it, I shouldn't be afraid. I'll let him see enough. He stood there, motionless, his eyes scanning my naked
body up and down like a scanner. I felt a little embarrassed by his gaze. He stared at me for a while, as if admiring a fine work of art, before saying, "You are
a true beauty. Your skin is so white and tender, even too alluring. Let me touch you!" With that, he suddenly embraced me, caressing my skin,
saying, "Your skin feels so smooth and silky. Your breasts are so round and large. Look at those nipples, they're like ripe cherries, absolutely beautiful!"

His hands rubbed and kneaded my breasts incessantly. His hand slowly moved down to my stomach, his other hand's fingers touching
my mons pubis. He looked down, his eyes glued to my genitals, his hand rubbing against my mons pubis. He slowly kissed my breasts,
his lips moving towards my lower abdomen. He squatted down, his lips landing on my mons pubis. He closed his eyes, sniffed it, then
opened them, looking at my pubic area, and said: "A hairless woman is so beautiful. That slit in the middle
is so clearly visible "

He grabbed my mons pubis and said, "You really are a delightful little succulent. You can grab a handful of flesh, so white, tender, and delicate
. You're absolutely gorgeous!" He stood up, hugged me tightly, and said, "This is the first time I've ever seen such a beautiful woman. You're truly perfect. Let me
admire !" He released me, took two steps back, and admired my snow-white, round breasts, my pubic mound,
and . After looking at it, he picked me up and gently placed me on the bed. He stood under the bed, his upper body leaning over it, and his large hands
slowly and gently explored my labia majora and minora. His thumbs gently slid back and forth inside my vulva, while his middle finger
occasionally rubbed my clitoris. I felt very comfortable from his caresses. His other hand massaged my perineum, and I felt another wave of pleasure spread throughout my
body, causing me to become wet. At this moment, Ah Jun parted my thighs, and his lips were on my vulva, sucking hard and swallowing my wetness
. He then stuck his tongue into my vulva and licked it frantically. Then he parted my labia majora again, and he... His tongue gently licked my
clitoris, making my whole body tremble. It felt so good. His hands kneaded my breasts, making me feel numb and tingly. My vagina felt empty and
needed something to fill it. I felt panicked. I pulled his hand, signaling him to take off his clothes and get into bed. He understood what I needed. He stood up
and began to take off his shirt without rushing. I hoped he would hurry up. When I saw him shirtless, I realized how strong he was. His pectoral muscles were so developed, his chest
was broad, and his waist was thick. He was truly a bear with a broad back and bulging muscles everywhere. Compared to my skinny husband, he was a hundred times better. He took off his
trousers and underwear, but he didn't rush to take them off, which I found strange. Then he smiled and said to me: "Ah Fang, do you remember when we came out of
the coffee , I told you I was going to give you a treasure? Now I'll show you!"

I understood what he was talking about, and I eagerly said, "Okay! What treasure is it? Let me see it quickly. If I'm satisfied, I like it; if not, I don't like it!"

He said with a smile: "You'll definitely be satisfied."

As he spoke, he took off his underwear. It turned out that the "treasure" he was referring to was his penis. Now, I could see clearly that his penis was
thick and long. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. Looking at his enormous penis, my heart beat even faster. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I simply wouldn't have believed that a southerner
could have something so thick and strong, half the length and twice the size of my husband's! After he got into bed and lay down next to me, I could see him more clearly. His enormous
penis was at least twenty centimeters long and about five centimeters in diameter, long, thick, and round—truly like the penis of a bull. The glans was like
a giant mushroom head, bigger than an egg. No wonder he couldn't get it in last night in the car driver's seat; I always thought it was because my legs weren't
open wide enough. The real reason was that his penis was too thick. It was this enormous penis that drove me to ecstasy, and it was this huge
penis that gave me an unprecedented orgasm. For years, my husband's small penis had never satisfied me. Now, with Ah Jun's enormous penis, I
'd never have to worry about not having a good time. Just thinking about it filled me with indescribable pleasure. At that moment, Ah Jun turned to face me and asked what I was thinking. I said nothing.
He held his thick, hard penis in one hand and asked, "Ah Fang, isn't this little gem cute? Are you satisfied?"

I didn't answer directly. I thought to myself: as long as it makes me feel good, as long as it gives me ecstasy, the bigger and thicker it is, the better. While I was lost in thought, he suddenly flipped over and straddled
me. He grasped his thick, long penis in one hand and rubbed it back and forth between my breasts. He seemed impatient, and with his grip on his penis, he was about to penetrate my
vagina . I was so excited that my vagina was wet and empty, and I had been waiting for his penis for a long time. My legs were wide open,
and my vaginal opening was wide open. I could feel his large glans already pressed against the entrance of my vagina, but he didn't rush in at all. His egg-sized glans only
moved slowly in and out at the entrance of my vagina. With his slow movements, his glans gradually entered my vagina. He lifted my buttocks with both hands and thrust forward forcefully
, his large penis penetrating more than halfway. I felt a slight swelling in my vagina, but it didn't hurt at all. He thrust in and out a few times
until his entire penis was inside me, filling my vagina completely. He then began to slowly, gently, and powerfully thrust in and out. Because his
penis was so long, each thrust went straight to my clitoris, which felt incredibly good. This was a stimulation that my husband could never give me. His lips
moved up and down on my nipples, and his tongue licked around them, further enhancing my pleasure. I thought Ah Jun really knew how to make love. Making love with a man who knew how to make love
was so wonderful! A moment later, he put his tongue into my mouth and stirred it around. I felt lightheaded from his touch, and the fluid in my vagina kept
flowing out. My hands involuntarily hugged his waist, and my buttocks swayed from side to side and up and down with the thrusting of his penis. Waves of pleasure
washed over unconsciously let out soft moans. My vagina was getting wider and wider, and I squeezed my legs tightly together, as if I couldn't even feel
the intensity of his big penis.

I thought to myself, if his big penis were a little thicker, it would be even more comfortable. I could even have both of them inserted at the same time. My breathing became more and more rapid, and
his thrusting became faster and faster, but each thrust went all the way in
. I gripped him tightly because I felt so good, especially when his big penis powerfully penetrated to the deepest point and reached my cervix. My body felt like it was being electrocuted, and I would tremble all over. My mind and body felt like they were floating in mid-air.
One after another came. I reached orgasm three times in a row. This feeling
of reaching orgasm in a row was something my husband could never give me. I was in ecstasy and lost consciousness. I didn't even know when he put my feet on his shoulders. I only saw him panting and using all his strength for
a final sprint. He thrust hard, his big thing going all the way in. Every time he went all the way in, my whole body would tremble involuntarily. I kept
moaning with each orgasm. I gripped his sweaty arms tightly.

Suddenly, Ah Jun said: "It's coming out!"

Immediately afterwards, a warm current rushed into my hole, and I felt an unparalleled sense of comfort.

He lay on top of me like a dead pig, motionless. He was exhausted, and I was also incredibly tired from reaching orgasm four times. I gently stroked
the sweat from his body. He got off me and lay down on the bed. We didn't say anything to each other and drifted off to sleep without realizing it. I suddenly woke up with a start. I looked at
the clock and it was about 5:30 the next morning. Ah Jun was still sleeping sweetly beside me. I noticed his big
, hard penis standing erect between his legs. Seeing how soundly he was sleeping, I curiously reached out and touched it. Wow! It was so big and hard! I felt a surge of excitement. Suddenly, he moved slightly. I
quickly pulled my hand away. I thought for a moment, no, it's getting late, I have to wake him up. So I nudged him to get up, but he didn't react at all. I
pinched his nose, and he suddenly hugged me tightly.

I said anxiously to him, "It's almost 5:40 already! What if my husband comes home this morning? That would be terrible!"

But he said nonchalantly: "I'm not afraid."

I said: "You're not afraid, but I am. My husband warned me that I absolutely cannot let him know if I sleep with other men. You don't want to break up my family
, do you?"

He laughed and said to me, "Look how anxious you are. Actually, I wanted to get dressed and leave as soon as possible, but it didn't want to go."

As he spoke, he pulled my hand to his erect penis and said, "It just doesn't want to leave. Look, it's raising its head, saluting you!"

I said anxiously, "Don't joke around! If my husband doesn't come back, you can always come again tonight!"

He said confidently, "Why are you in such a panic? Even if your husband gets home at the earliest, it won't be until 6:30. You still have at least 45 minutes. Come on!
I'll be done in no time."

So I said: "If you're coming, hurry up. Don't joke around. Better safe than sorry."

To avoid wasting any more time, I spread my legs wide and reached out to part the two fat mounds. He held his penis and slowly
inserted it into my vagina, the head of his penis against the entrance. Because of the semen he had ejaculated in my vagina last night, it was easy for him to insert the whole thing this time. He casually
thrust in and out, his mouth constantly kissing my face and lips. I hugged his waist with both hands and said gently to him: "Jun, please hurry up
and ejaculate soon, okay?"

He smiled and said to me, "Even if it's fast, quality and quantity must be guaranteed! Don't worry, I promise we'll be leaving before 6:15." His large penis
was thrusting in and out of my vagina, and to make him finish quickly, I squeezed my legs together and lifted my buttocks, moving them up and down and side to side. At the same time, I felt that this rubbing
and moving was very comfortable, and I became wetter. Then his large penis was like a piston, going in and out, hitting the bottom with each thrust. Strong currents of electricity
quickly spread from the deepest part of my vagina throughout my body. I held him tightly, and soon he ejaculated, and I followed suit. The moment reached its climax. To be honest,
I really didn't want him to leave. I loved him so much, especially his huge penis. Even after he ejaculated, I held him tightly. I wished he would
come to keep me company every night and bring me pleasure. I was willing to take off my pants and let him do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. After he got dressed, he climbed down beside me and kissed
my genitals, saying, "Your thing is so wonderful, I want to come again tonight." He then kissed me on the lips and looked at me, saying,
"Ah Fang, I want to come again tonight. I don't think you'll refuse me!" He looked at me, waiting for my answer. I turned my head away shyly, ignoring him.
He pulled my head back and kissed me deeply. I looked at him tenderly, mustered my courage, and said gently, "Come on!" As long as my husband doesn't know, I
'd be happy if you came every day. His lips kissed mine passionately, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues intertwined, and then we
parted in that bittersweet moment. I watched him leave the room, and he gently closed the door. I heard his footsteps fade into the distance. I lay in bed, too excited to sleep. I
thought to myself, how wonderful it would be if he were with me every day. We weren't husband and wife; this was called clandestine pleasure. The feeling of clandestine pleasure was so exciting! Suddenly, I felt
fluid flowing from inside. I knew it was his semen, and of course, my own vaginal fluid from my arousal. I reached down and touched it, finding the sheets soaked. I
didn't care, and before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep again.

(two)

I am a dutiful housewife, 33 years old this year. My child just finished the high school entrance exam and did very well. Getting into Maoming No. 1 High School shouldn't be
a problem, but I can't feel happy at all. Seeing my child and husband so excited makes me feel indescribably guilty. Tomorrow they are going on a trip
. Do they know what will happen to me after they leave? Watching my husband sleeping so soundly reminds me of when he was courting me. He was very outstanding, and in
our classmates ' eyes, we were a perfect match. We've been married for 10 years now. After marriage, my husband wanted me to be a good wife and mother at home. Until today, I've been
devoted to my husband and children. In other people's eyes, I'm a gentle wife and a beautiful mother—but what will happen to me tomorrow—I don't know—I'm in so much pain right now, feeling
ashamed of myself! Sometimes, I feel conflicted. I want to be a docile woman, yet I also crave the thrill of wild abandon. I'm afraid of becoming a
promiscuous woman and losing control, yet I often fantasize about the pleasures of indulgence… Before my child's exam, I went to a parent-teacher meeting at their school. Just as I was about to
go home, someone stopped me. I stopped, and he asked me from inside his car: "Is your child taking the high school entrance exam?" I said yes. He said: "I'm from the Education Bureau, responsible for
setting the exam questions. If you want the questions to help your child do well, come with me." Urged on by him, I hesitated for a moment before getting into his car. He
kept trying to find topics to talk about, and I started to feel uneasy. I saw this man in the rearview mirror; he looked to be over fifty, with a short, thick neck, smooth
eyebrows, and small eyes. After a few blocks, he stopped in front of an old, detached house. He came over and opened the car door for me. I noticed he was very short, barely
reaching my height. I saw his short, thick fingers as he opened the door. He ushered me inside, saying, "Come in, there's no one else here." My heart pounded—
suddenly I felt a strange excitement. My legs and lower abdomen trembled spasmodically, a warm current quickly spreading throughout my body, making me dizzy and almost collapsing. I suppressed
the urge and sat weakly on the sofa. I desperately wanted to know what was wrong with me. It was a feeling of emptiness born of reality, so intense, so clear.
I sat there, trying desperately to recall the feeling. What was wrong with me? Was it a sexual response? It was a
feeling that could make me instantly abandon everything, disregard everything else. Was it release? This was a tremor my body had never experienced before. What was wrong with me? How could this happen to me?

The room was hot. I could smell my sweat mixed with the scent of the fluid from my groin. My underwear was wet! He pulled out a printed document
and said to me, "Madam, your child's high school entrance exam is no problem. I'm in charge of setting the questions. This year's exam questions are all here." I withdrew my outstretched hand.
I thought about how our child's grades were excellent; he had already been admitted to a university through a special program. The high school entrance exam was just a formality for him; he didn't need it. But I remained
seated, neither refusing nor intending to leave. He continued, "Madam, the high school entrance exam is a matter of life and death for our child. I understand
the good intentions of you parents, and I really want to help you." My mind went blank. I nodded blankly. As if waiting for things to continue, I finally heard him
say that he had helped us and how we should thank him. I wanted to stop him, but I also wanted to hear him continue, to hear him say everything he was thinking. He asked me, "
Why is your face so twitching?" The cold air from the air conditioner gradually cooled my emotions. I tugged at my skirt, trying my best to calm myself down. I
asked him, feigning composure, how he should accompany me. He said, "We've both been through this. You look very young, like you're in your early thirties, but considering your child is already taking the high school entrance exam,
you're almost forty, aren't you? You should know what might happen between a man and a woman alone together." "Think it over carefully and give me an answer tomorrow." My heart trembled even more violently. I don't
know how much time passed, or how I left or got home. I love my husband and our child. I always thought my husband was the only man in my life,
and I always thought I was very traditional and conservative—I never imagined that I would be so easily swayed by the demands of a strange, old, and ugly man.
I couldn't sleep that night. The next night, as if possessed, I washed myself very clean and went to that old man again. He said calmly, "
You can take the test questions, but don't leak them, otherwise it will affect your child." I thought he would be eager to do it to me—I actually eagerly anticipated his
fingers , unable to control myself. I imagined his fingers would take off my skirt and let him see my body—I was once again lost in trembling breaths—that day... He
didn't extend his finger. He handed me the test paper and said, "Don't worry, the time will be based on when your child's high school entrance exam results come out. You can also change your mind." My
hand holding the test paper trembled all the way home, a mixture of disappointment and longing after the wait. When I got home, I put the test paper in the shredder. Husband, I really wanted you to notice
my recent changes and hoped you could bring me back. But you were so careless. You wanted me to go on the trip with you, but I made excuses like my mother wasn't feeling well, the child
needed a lot of money for school, and the house couldn't be empty—I made up many reasons not to go, just to fulfill a promise that didn't even exist. Tomorrow, my husband and child
are going on the trip. Tonight, I didn't make love to my husband, not because I was concerned about his health, but because of my anticipation for tomorrow. I feel ashamed of myself. I
actually rejected my husband for a strange, old, and ugly man.

These past few days have been incredibly painful. My body is restless—I hate myself for being like this, for being able to do this. No one forced me; I
know it's all my fault, a mistake I don't want to make again, a mistake I can't undo. My husband left, and I don't know how I got to that old
man's place. He wasn't surprised or delighted; his reaction actually worried me—worried he'd make me go home! He let me into the house, so
calmly , so calmly that it frightened me. My mind was numb from the overwhelming tension in my body—

Seeing myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but scrutinize my body. I felt a strange strangeness towards myself—in the mirror, a beautiful
woman with snow-white skin, long legs, and full, high breasts trembled with shyness, consciously or unconsciously turning away. I nervously watched him; his
eyes revealed a greedy look. I was terrified. He was the first man besides my husband to undress me. I had remained chaste for my husband. I hated myself for
agreeing to him, hated myself for coming. I slowly closed my eyes. I knew what he had just said: "Everything you have, you have to give me." I knew what he
meant. What else could he want if not my body?

He undressed me, pushed me onto the bed, took off my shoes, and began to touch my feet. My toes, sensitive and tense, curled up in protest against his
intrusion. He held my feet in his arms and took off my socks. Then he unzipped my pants. I desperately pulled at the waistband of my pants, which he had unzipped.
I knew my struggles were futile, my resistance symbolic. He reached under my body, lifted my waist, grabbed my waistband, and pulled off my pants in one
swift My hands could only tightly cover my underwear and the wet marks on my crotch. He
held my feet tightly with one hand and squeezed my legs with the other. He said my feet were delicate and fair, and my legs were long and shapely, that I was a beauty in the making. I was already... I couldn't hear
what . He reached into my bra and grasped my already swollen and aching breasts. My erect nipples shamefully responded to his caresses. I helplessly closed my eyes,
hoping that this wasn't real. He forcefully ripped off my bra and began to suckle my breasts. My consciousness sank into emptiness as his tongue and teeth licked and bit my nipples.
His hands left my breasts, and he lifted my legs. I was ready for him to vent his desires on me, but he wasn't impatient. He
held my feet and sucked on my toes and heels with his mouth. His tongue licked each of my toes, something my husband had never done to me.
He swallowed my soles, licking the arches with his tongue, and chewing on my toes with his teeth.

I felt the warmth of his mouth and the saliva dripping down his feet—I even heard myself make a sound, no, it should be a moan, something I'd never done with
my husband before. I bit my lip, unsure whether I wanted to endure it more or resist the pain. I didn't know
how his obese body managed to lie on top of me. My breasts, held in his hands, were being forcefully sucked in his mouth, his greasy belly pressing powerfully against my hips. I
tried to push him away, but he took one of my hands into his mouth and pressed the other against my breast. I was forced to touch my breasts in humiliation, my nipples
erect shamefully beneath my fingers—my fingers, held in his mouth, helplessly endured the licking of his tongue, which was so hot—this… I didn't know how I
could resist him anymore—I felt something hardening on my leg beneath him, he was pressing against it—a spasm
spread from my uterus throughout my body, my mouth was so dry—he held me in his arms like on our first night together, I pressed my lips tightly together to avoid his mouth
, and turned my head sharply to the side. He was kissing my neck and chest, he lifted my arms, sniffing and licking my armpits, I couldn't take it anymore, I pressed my legs
tightly together, and he started kissing my vulva through my underwear, his tongue and teeth licking and biting my labia again and again, his
saliva mingling with my love juice—husband, why haven't you ever wanted me like this—

The man in front of me took off his clothes and pants, and then pulled down my last remaining underwear. "Husband, your wife is now naked in front of another strange
man ," he said. He stroked my vulva, placing a pillow under my buttocks so I could lie horizontally on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I knew
he did this so his penis could easily enter and penetrate me more deeply. He looked at me and brought his mouth close to my crotch, easily parting my
tightly closed legs. He first took all my pubic hair into his mouth, gently tugging at it, then parted my labia. I knew my vulva... It was very large. He
gently licked and kissed it with his tongue, then slowly took my labia into his mouth, gently biting and sucking with his teeth. At the same time, his tongue tip went into my vagina, and my
labia were bitten and torn little by little by his teeth—the fluid secreted from my vagina had already soaked the pillow on my buttocks. My vagina contracted under his sucking, and I
twisted my waist and kept lifting my buttocks, forcefully spreading my legs to the sides, my feet stepping on his back, my hands tightly pressing his head against my vulva. He
squeezed my breast with one hand and touched my anus with the other. My head was moving violently, and I heard myself making very unpleasant sounds—

A suffocating surge of fluid spread rapidly from my vagina. After my limbs stiffened, I went limp. A deep breath made me aware of his presence;
his mouth was still licking my fluids. I felt his tongue rapidly licking my clitoris—the numbness in my feet from before, pressing against his obese body, made me
feel another man's warmth. His hands gripped my waist tightly, lifting my hips upwards—he inserted his short, thick fingers into my vagina. I felt
increasingly aroused stimulation around my clitoris, and I couldn't help but moan softly. My heart yearned for him to insert his penis into my body, into my vagina, just
as . I had always thought of myself as a woman indifferent to sex, but now I discovered my body's
desire. I had constantly reminded myself to value my reputation, to be a good woman, that I wouldn't do anything to betray my husband. But now, I was submerged beneath this
man's body. Now, I only wanted to give my body to this man. At this moment, I was willing to give him everything. I wanted him to devour me, to tear me apart
…

(three)

I'm a 35-year-old woman working at a company. I've only been married a few months, and my husband is going away for a year of study
. After seeing him off at the train station, it was only a little past 9 pm. I sat in the taxi, lost in thought, unsure where to go. Then I remembered a classmate from high school, her name is Ajiao. A few years ago, she came to Maoming with her father and left
me her phone number. I called her, and we met an hour later. I told her about my situation, and she said she wanted to take me out.
Of course, I was willing, even if it meant staying out all night. We arrived at a nightclub—places I'd never dared to go before. We found a room and sat down. A guy came in.
"Ajiao, why are you so late today? Huazai's already taken!" "Looks like she's a regular here." "Can you call two handsome guys for me? Make sure my
friend is well taken care of." "Don't worry, Ajiao, you'll be satisfied!" The guy left. "Ah! No way? She called two male escorts to keep us company!" "Isn't that a bit much!"
I'll just sing a song casually!

"Don't try anything funny." I panicked. "I can't do this! Even if my husband found out I was going to a nightclub, it would be terrible, let alone hiring male escorts!
" "Silly girl, the point of going out is to have fun, don't worry about so much." She took out a cigarette and lit it. I said, "If my husband found out,
I'm dead." "How could he possibly know? He's probably out of town with another woman right now." Just then, two guys walked in. To be honest,
they really handsome, both around 175cm. They were all fair-skinned, like pretty boys. One of them sat down next to me. Well, since I was already here, I didn't want to be too conservative. "
Miss , you're so beautiful, your skin is so fair! We rarely see such a beautiful and well-built lady like you here." "Of course! I've been
the school beauty since I was a child, and countless people have pursued me." Seeing that this guy was even more handsome than my husband and had such a sweet tongue, I didn't care about anything else. We drank and sang, and the more we played, the
happier we got. I can't hold my liquor, and I felt like I couldn't drink much after a few drinks.

Gillian drank a lot and was probably drunk. She sang a song with lewd lyrics and danced in front of the TV, making obscene gestures. "Take off your clothes,
take off your clothes!" The two boys were cheering her on. Gillian obediently swayed her waist as she took off her clothes. I felt very dizzy and
sat weakly on the stool, watching her performance. She lifted up her short skirt, revealing her pink underwear, which was embarrassing!

"Let's go in for a massage," Xiao Jiao said. Led by a girl, we each went into a room. On this short walk, Xiao Jiao told me to
enjoy myself, that it was great, and not to be as reserved as before. I understood what she meant, but it was too late to regret it now, so I just continued. Not long after,
a boy came in, about 18 years old, really handsome. A boy like him would definitely be liked by many girls. I actually felt shy looking at him, probably
because I wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Miss, hello, may I give you a massage?" He asked me politely, and I nodded. I lay down on the massage bed, and he
massaged my head, something he often did when I washed my hair. "Miss, you're so beautiful, so fair and radiant," he said. I was so happy to have such a handsome boy compliment me, even though
many people usually say I'm pretty. He started massaging my hands, holding them and massaging them slowly. "Miss, your hands are so soft, truly delicate and smooth
. You must take good care of them." I do take good care of my hands, applying various skincare products every day. My husband also kisses my hands often.
I was already intoxicated by his praise. Before I knew it, my bathrobe had opened, and one breast was half exposed, with my nipple faintly visible. I
noticed and hurriedly straightened my bathrobe. "Is this your first time?" he asked. He smiled and said to me, "My face is even more..." He
massaged each part of my body, from head to toe, making me feel very comfortable and enjoying it. "Miss, would you like to extend the time?" Just as I was marveling at his technique, he
suddenly said, "What would you do if I extended the time?" I needed to clarify first. "An oil massage, it's very good for your skin. We use imported oil." "Okay, I'll add it!
" I agreed because I'd heard it was good for my skin, and seeing him sweating profusely, I already felt a good impression of him. But as soon as I said it, I regretted it.
Doesn't an oil massage involve taking off your clothes? By this time, he had already gone out to get the oil. There was no other way but to continue. When he returned, he told me to lie face down. I lay on the bed, unsure of
what he was going to do. He put his hand inside my stomach. I knew he was going to take off my bathrobe. Remembering that my back was to him, I let him. He
took off my bathrobe, revealing my entire back to him. At that moment, my heart raced. After all, it was my first time. He sat on my buttocks, applied the oil, and
rhythmically rubbed it back and forth on my back, even covering my arms with it. The oil was slippery and had a pleasant fragrance, making me feel very warm and cozy. It's so enjoyable! I'm
going all out, letting my skin absorb the essence properly. Your skin is so beautiful, so fair and radiant. I'm afraid he might do something else, but I also want him to continue,
to make me feel even better. He gently massages the oil onto my breasts, occasionally stroking my nipples. My nipples are very sensitive; every time he touches them, my
whole body trembles, just like when my husband ejaculates. I can't hold back anymore; my vagina is so itchy. I really wish there was
something moving inside me right now. I've started moaning loudly, without any regard for anything else. Ah!

Ah! ... He pulled down my loose shorts, and now I was completely naked in front of him. He admired my pubic hair,
playing with it with his hands, teasing me. At this point, I let him do as he pleased. He lifted my legs and placed them on his waist. Oh my god,
my vagina was now facing him directly. I twisted my hips, trying to get my vagina out of his sight, but it was futile. I was completely powerless. My legs
were stretched to their maximum by his waist, making them unable to move at all. Even my husband had never seen my vagina before, because I'm very shy. Several times when my husband tried to lick my vagina
, I refused. And now, this boy I was meeting for the first time was admiring my beautiful vagina. I glanced at him shyly, and when I saw that he
was surprised to see my vagina, I noticed that my pink labia were slightly parted, gently opening and closing with my breath, revealing glimpses of the tender red flesh inside. My vaginal fluid was already
plentiful, slowly flowing out. The worst part was that my clitoris was protruding; it was my most sensitive spot, now like a
little snake that hadn't eaten all winter crawling out of its hole, looking around, hoping to find something delicious. The boy was startled and said: "What a beautiful vulva! Like a flawless
piece of jade!" I was so ashamed to admit it. I couldn't bear to look at him anymore. I just hoped he would treat my vulva well. He
stroked my labia with his hand and gently pinched my clitoris. I felt my whole body trembling and experiencing orgasms repeatedly. He started kissing me, first kissing my
vulva , then licking my labia with his tongue. It felt so good, an excitement I had never experienced before. He gently bit my clitoris
and teased it with his tongue. Oh no, I was almost dehydrated to death. So many orgasms left me weak all over. Then, he took out a small vibrator from somewhere. Before I even
understood what it was, he had turned it on and placed it on my labia. The vibrating motion on my jade-like labia caused my mind to go
blank I never knew that something vibrating could feel so good. He placed the vibrator on my clitoris, and suddenly, my whole body trembled violently. I felt a
sudden urge to urinate and felt dizzy. What was happening? But I couldn't hold back; my whole body was cramping, and the contractions of my vagina became faster and more frequent. The boy
noticed, so he opened his mouth wide and pressed it against my vagina. Oh my god, I was about to pee; I couldn't control myself anymore. At that moment, my urine gushed out like a burst
dam , followed by a rapid series of spasms. Ah… so good! Wow, now I know that a woman's
orgasm is at this point; before that, it was just pre-orgasm. This boy actually gave me an orgasm so easily. I looked at him, no longer so shy,
but my face was even redder because of the orgasm. He drank all my urine. "It's dirty," I said, for the first time, taking the initiative to talk to him. "It's not dirty;
it's your vaginal fluid. It can enhance male potency." I looked at him and laughed, thinking he was silly. How could you orgasm so quickly? We're like two… A couple was
discussing sex. "You're amazing," he chuckled knowingly. I found him increasingly endearing. We unveiled our secrets, and I
faced him completely naked. He showed me what an orgasm was. I want to thank him…

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