She is now a wife and mother

Now a wife and mother, she

writes (8853 words).
Some time has passed since the incident, but I still can't suppress my longing. I'm risking writing down my true experience here, just to try and vent my desire.
That afternoon, I was idly browsing the internet in my employee dormitory when I unexpectedly received a call from an old friend. He told me about a class reunion the next day and asked if I was free
. Since it was a primary school reunion, I agreed without hesitation. The reason was simple: I attended a school affiliated with a thermal power plant, and the parents of my classmates were all colleagues, so we were all from the same hometown. However, so many years had passed, and everyone had gone their separate ways. This opportunity to get together again made me secretly excited.
With a touch of showing off, the next day, I drove out my 240,000 yuan Jeep, but unfortunately, everyone had already taken taxis. My plan to satisfy my vanity instantly failed.
When I arrived at the karaoke room, everyone was already having a great time, some singing, some drinking, and the friend who had called me, as the organizer, was constantly taking pictures. Because of my height, which is considered very tall in the South—184cm and 90kg—I practically blocked the entrance when I walked in. Perhaps my entrance was the most eye-catching, so I greeted everyone very enthusiastically, receiving a very warm response.
Frankly, the male attendees' singing voices were less than impressive, and they were fiercely fighting over the microphone, so I simply chose an English song, "Just a Dream." Sure enough, as soon as I started singing the first line, I was greeted with cheers from the girls, and one guy even pressed the karaoke button, apparently suspecting I was lip-syncing. My outstanding singing was followed by applause.
Throughout the party, I kept noticing a girl named Liu Hui. She was beautiful, dressed sexily, and possessed an indescribable charm. I kept stealing glances at her, but I was afraid of being discovered. After my high-profile performance, I quietly smoked and drank alone in a corner. This unintentional coolness attracted some girls to approach me, but my mind was filled with Liu Hui's image. I ignored the other girls, responding only politely to their advances, subtly keeping them at arm's length. Eventually, no girl bothered to try and provoke me.
Later, Liu Hui went out to answer a phone call. When she returned, she said something that shocked me: "Hey! My mom just called and said my daughter is crying again, and nothing I do can soothe her."
"Oh? What should we do? Are you going home now?" one of her friends asked.
This shock really took my breath away. We were all in the same year; if she were my age, she'd only be 22 this year, and she was already married! And she already had a child! And after observing carefully, I noticed that only a few people showed the same surprise as me; most seemed to know about it.
"It's okay, I put her to sleep on the phone. It's a landline at home, no radiation."
"You…you're married? And you already have a child?" I asked abruptly.
"Yeah!" She turned to me and said, "How about it? You wouldn't believe it, would you?" She twirled gracefully, showing off her figure, her alluring charm on full display.
"I wouldn't have guessed. I never imagined you were already a mother." I suppressed my inner turmoil and teased, "And I only just found out now! I missed your wedding and your baby's one-month celebration, so heartbreaking."
"Pshaw, I married and moved to Guiyang, so far away. Would you even come?" She turned and went to chat and sing with her friends.
I remained silently in the corner, a cigarette dangling from my lips, an uncontrollable desire surging through my mind. I seemed oblivious to even the loudest music. A voice in my head kept repeating: She's married, has a child, a wife! A wife in her early twenties!
Then, my mind raced uncontrollably, conjuring up all sorts of plans—more like fantasies than plans.
After that, she went out again, seemingly to buy cigarettes for my buddy. Incidentally, she and my buddy, the organizer of this gathering, were childhood sweethearts. When I saw her leave, I followed her out a short while later. I
didn't follow her; I just waited against the wall near the stairwell, pretending to make a phone call to 10000. When she returned, I shouted into the phone, "How could you do this? How could you be so cruel? How could you do this to me?"
I pretended to listen for a while, then slowly lowered my hand holding the phone, my empty eyes filled with despair. As a professional con artist, I was very confident in my acting skills. Sure enough, she stared at me blankly for a moment, then asked with feigned concern, "What's wrong?"
I shook my head with a bitter smile, didn't answer her, and trudged back to the private room. Okay, this was the first step to grab her attention. Back in the private room, I sat next to the girl who had been egging me on to sing. After sitting there for a while, I said to her, "Could you please sing Wang Leehom's 'Can You Feel My Word' for me?" She naturally went to sing, overjoyed.
Although my singing skills were definitely no match for Wang Leehom, I poured my heart and soul into the song, and the poignant melody silenced the entire room. Even the girl who had requested the song for me to sing a duet with forgot to pick up the microphone. After I finished, the room remained quiet, except for a few carefree guys drinking. Even when the next song started, no one took the microphone.
"Zhang Heng, you sang so well! Sing another one!" Liu Hui spoke up. I smiled and said, "Then please request 'Need Someone to Accompany Me' for me!"
The same poignant melody, but sung by a burly guy like me, had a unique charm. After the song, I left the private room, claiming I was going out for some fresh air.
Shortly after, my friend who had organized the event called, saying he had something come up tomorrow and needed to get up early, so he was going home first, and that he'd already paid the bill. I thought to myself, if he hadn't left early, he'd most likely have taken Liu Hui home. Was this some kind of divine intervention? All those tactics to gain sympathy might not have worked, but if I could take Liu Hui home, there was some hope, since her home was the furthest away, she'd have some alone time, and her husband didn't live in the city.
A little while later, Liu Hui and her friends came out, looking like they were also heading home. I went up to them and asked, "Are you going home?"
"Yes, we have to go to work tomorrow," one of the girls replied.
"I'm leaving too, so why don't I give you a ride? I drove here, and I didn't drink tonight." "
Great! I'd love to."
Actually, we all originally lived in the same apartment complex built by the factory in the city, but Liu Hui's family had bought a house elsewhere, so she moved out, and it just so happened to be quite far away. I had a short period of time alone. On the way, I excused myself to buy something and secretly called a friend, asking him to call me precisely at 12:15 AM. I had calculated that this was the time I would be alone with Liu Hui, and I would then put on my act.
The call came on time. I recited some more lines of grief and indignation, then turned off the phone, roughly tossed it aside, and slowly drove off in second gear, looking completely lost. Liu Hui was startled and asked me with concern what was wrong. Her question made me burst into tears instantly.
It wasn't a loud wail, just tears streaming down my face. I covered my face with one hand, sobbing uncontrollably. A true acting talent.
Liu Hui, after all, was a new mother, her daughter still breastfeeding, a time of overflowing maternal instinct, making her easily swayed. We then talked about my topics. I fabricated a story; in the story, I was incredibly capable, yet also incredibly helpless and pitiful, seemingly hiding a fragile heart beneath a tough mask.
At some point, I pulled the car over to the side of the road and slowly began to tell her my story. Towards the end, seizing the moment, I threw myself into her arms and wept bitterly. Seeing she didn't resist, I looked up at her face. She still didn't react. I slowly moved my face closer, and she still didn't resist! When we were almost touching, she slowly closed her eyes…
This was working! I gently kissed her, but only lightly touched her soft lips before pulling away.
It was a transition. As our lips parted, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with a calm acceptance. My breathing gradually became heavier, and then I kissed her again, this time a bit rougher, a passionate kiss until we were almost breathless before our lips parted.
I slowly took her hand and said to her in a tone that was both uneasy and pleading, "Liu Hui, I want you, is that okay?"
After a long while, she answered with two words: "Where to?"
Finally, it was done! I said with infinite gratitude, "Let's go to a hotel!"
After checking into the room, she said she wanted to take a shower, so I let her go first. While she was showering, I quietly took out the condoms from the closet and threw them under the bed. When she came out and saw me rummaging through the closet, she asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Uh..." I pretended to be embarrassed and scratched my head, saying, "I was looking for condoms, how could there not be any?"
She smiled gently; when a man offers to wear a condom, it's definitely a sign of consideration for the other person. I asked again, "Should I call the waiter? Or should I go out and buy a box?"
She shook her head and asked, "Do you sleep with other girls besides your girlfriend?"
"No, I've only slept with her, and very rarely." I shook my head vigorously, continuing to lie.
"That's fine then. I only have sex with my husband, so you don't need to use a condom, it's okay. Alright, go take a shower now."
Okay, another step forward. She had just finished showering, wearing only a bra and panties. Although it wasn't the sexy kind of lingerie, her slender waist and round, full breasts were still incredibly hot. I went into the bathroom, looking back every few steps, and took a thorough shower, especially my penis. I scrubbed it repeatedly with lots of shower gel to get rid of the smell as much as possible. Maybe I could enjoy oral sex later, so it's better to be clean so my wife can provide better service, right?
When I came out, my penis was already erect. I'd put on my underwear in the shower, but it was too big to fit; the huge glans was sticking out, which was quite uncomfortable, so I just went out without underwear.
When I stood in front of her, she seemed startled. I'm 184cm tall and weigh 90kg, but I don't look fat. I have a bit of a belly, but I'm very muscular. My chest and arms... well, they have a... Vin Diesel vibe, the quintessential macho man. Plus, that 16cm long, 4.5cm thick penis (I measured it with calipers accurate to the millimeter) stood tall, the glans red from engorgement, and below, thick veins like coiled dragons, incredibly powerful! While it might not quite meet international standards, it's definitely a nationally approved size!
Her eyes were fixed on my penis. Although she wasn't very old, she was already a mother, and she had long since abandoned any girlish reserve. However, she seemed startled by the scene before her. She tightened her grip on the cup in her arms and shrank back, like a pitiful lamb to the slaughter, which aroused my desire!
I restrained myself, walked to the bed, gently held her and helped her lie down. Then I climbed onto the bed, stroked her hair, and said affectionately, "Hui'er, you are so beautiful!"
The atmosphere before sex is very important. To make a woman orgasm, just being long-lasting isn't enough. The atmosphere, the mood, and the woman's mindset are all important. Otherwise, even if you fuck her until she's dry, she still won't orgasm.
Today, she slept with me under the pretext of comforting me, so she was completely compliant from the start. I wanted to turn that compliance into anticipation!
I gently kissed her lips, then slowly pried them open and inserted my tongue, slowly stirring her fragrant tongue, greedily sucking the nectar from her mouth. My right hand slipped inside her bra and gently grasped her breast. Our lips parted, and she breathed heavily. I brought my nose to her mouth, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her breath.
Carefully, I unhooked her bra, and her breasts, which I could barely grasp with my large hands, sprang out like snow-white rabbits. Usually, a woman's breasts become deformed after pregnancy and childbirth, sagging and spreading outwards, the nipples darkening, and sometimes even showing bluish blood vessels. But her breasts remained beautiful, like peaches, and didn't sag. Perhaps it was because she was still young! Young mothers are so wonderful!
I greedily and carefully caressed her breasts, unlike the male actors in pornographic films who grab them so hard they deform. I had once read in a magazine that a woman's sagging and deformed breasts are closely related to her husband's long-term, vigorous rubbing! Although she wasn't my wife, or even someone else's wife, I was very careful, cherishing her like a precious treasure, caressing those alluring breasts, occasionally flicking her two adorable nipples with my tongue, the pink nipples like glistening cherries.
Perhaps I couldn't resist, because I suddenly sucked hard, and milk actually flowed out! She recovered her figure so quickly after childbirth, and her breasts were so well-maintained. Everything has its pros and cons; her milk definitely wasn't very nutritious. At first, seeing such beautiful breasts, I even thought she had no milk at all. So her baby must be formula-fed. It wouldn't matter if I sucked all her milk out!
Thinking of this, I remember losing my mind, using every ounce of strength I had to suckle. Only now did I truly understand what that meant! I squeezed her breasts with my hands and then suckled hard with my mouth; the milk practically gushed out. I felt she didn't resist; instead, she thrust her chest forward and held my head tightly with both hands. I became even bolder, sucking her milk relentlessly. Although it was a little fishy and didn't taste very good, it was the first time I had ever tasted milk since I could remember.
After finishing the right breast, I suckled the left, occasionally sharing the milk in my mouth with her through kisses.
That said, she didn't have much breast milk. While I was playing with her breasts, she somehow managed to take off her panties. After kissing her breasts, I moved downwards, finally reaching her secret spot.
Her pubic hair wasn't thick, but it wasn't messy either. Her labia were a bit dark, after all, she had given birth before, or perhaps her husband had been insatiable. After all, such a beautiful wife was simply a rare gem.
I stuck out my tongue and stirred it back and forth in her vagina. She finally couldn't hold back anymore, pressing my head down with her hands and panting heavily, her juices flowing out intermittently. I didn't hold back and sucked on it very hard. She pressed my head down and begged for mercy, "Heng... Heng, I... don't... ugh..."
Although she said no, her hands held my head down tightly, showing no intention of letting go. Ever since I was teasing her peach-like breasts, this little slut had started taking off her pants. I guess her husband rarely did any foreplay, let alone oral sex, so she probably always did it herself. But this slut is simply a natural beauty; with just a little touch, she overflows with fluids.
I heard her husband is young and rich; she must be quite something to marry such a handsome and wealthy man!
Just as I was about to suffocate, I finally broke free, took a couple of deep breaths, and then, without any restraint, roughly kissed her with my tongue still wet with the honey-like fluid flowing from her vagina. This slut didn't care at all, completely letting go and responding passionately.
Our lips parted again, both of us panting heavily. The room light was bright but not glaring, illuminating her fair skin with a rosy glow; it seemed her desire had been aroused as well.
"Ugh, so savage,"
I chuckled, got up, picked her up, and leaned her against the headboard. Then I spread my legs on either side of her, kneeling before her, my erect penis pointing right at her.
I carefully observed her eyes; she stared at my penis, her gaze slightly dazed, slightly surprised, but without disgust. She looked up and smiled faintly at me, then gently grasped the base of my penis with her right hand. My penis was already rock hard; even when I'm standing, it's pointing skyward, with a slight upward curve, almost touching my navel. She then extended her lovely tongue and licked from the base of my testicles upwards. After a couple of licks, she gently tightened her grip on my penis, seemingly trying to pry it down.
Hmm! Couldn't pry it down? She tightened a little more, finally managing to pry it down, making my little brother straight forward. But… why was it so difficult? She released her grip, and my penis sprang back down. She then squeezed my penis with her hand, but perhaps the feeling she had imagined—like squeezing a soft creature—didn't materialize; instead, it felt like squeezing an iron rod!
"Why is it so hard?" she exclaimed softly.
"Do you like it?" I teased.
"Like you my foot!" She stuck out her tongue and made a face, looking quite cute. Even though she said that, her little hand was still stroking my penis, looking like she couldn't put it down.
I had no choice but to stand up and tell her to get off the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt down in front of me, leaning over, lifting her hair with one hand and grasping my penis with the other. She then licked around it with her tongue, before sucking it in completely. I suddenly felt the head of my penis touch something soft. Looking down, I saw that two-thirds of my penis was in her mouth—a deep throat!
As my glans reached her throat, her mouth immediately produced a large amount of saliva, making me feel my entire penis soaking in the warmth of her vagina! With her stroking, I felt an unprecedented pleasure. This slut's oral skills are really good! She probably gives her husband a good blowjob.
As her sucking intensified, showing no sign of stopping, during another deep throat thrust, my glans pressed against her soft throat, her tongue swirling inside, stimulating my sensitive spots. I finally couldn't hold back any longer, grabbing her head and ejaculating like a geyser, shooting directly into her throat.
Although she sensed my impending climax, my sudden grab of her head kept her in a deep position, my semen shooting directly into her throat, choking her and bringing tears to her eyes. I instantly realized her predicament; if she reflexively bit down, things would get really messy! I quickly released her, some semen still splattering on her face as she pulled away from my crotch. Tears mixed with semen on her face, smearing her otherwise exquisite features, yet creating a strange allure. Her resentful gaze only made me want to tease her even more.
"You want to choke me to death! Humph!" she said, turning her face away, looking very angry. I quickly got up to apologize, but before I could even stand up, she pushed me away with her hand, then pressed herself against me, her tongue, still wet with my semen, sliding into my mouth. Another passionate kiss ensued; it's true what they say, women prefer kissing to sex.
After our lips parted again, I picked her up and placed her on the bed, lovingly licking away the remaining semen from her face. My tongue slid across her face, and she didn't resist. It seemed to be telling me that nothing is dirty during sex.
Finally, I laid her down again, letting her lie flat on the bed, then spread her legs. Because my penis was quite erect, I had to press my body down to penetrate her. Just as I pressed my body against her, my glans sliding back and forth against her vulva, about to enter, she pushed against my chest with both hands, urgently saying, "Wait!"
I was devastated. How could I wait at this crucial moment? But I patiently asked gently, "What's wrong?"
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Your...it's too big, go slower."
"Really? You've already had a child, how could my thing be bigger than your child's?"
"But...your is way bigger than my husband's! Ugh!" She punched my shoulder and said.
Instantly, I felt a surge of passion! What man wouldn't feel incredibly proud when he heard his lover say he was better than her husband? How much courage and shame does it take for a woman to sacrifice her husband for her lover?
I gently kissed her forehead and comforted her for a few moments. Then I manipulated my penis, using the glans to part her labia and slowly thrust in! Although it was slow, it went in smoothly all the way in!
I didn't expect it to be so tight even after having a child! Although it wasn't extremely tight, it felt like there was a suction force drawing my penis deep inside, the muscles around her vagina squeezing in waves, and even before I started thrusting, waves of pleasure shot from my groin straight to my brain!
Sensing her anxiety, I was careful when inserting, thrusting slowly. As her brow relaxed and her moans subsided, tinged with anticipation, I gradually increased the intensity. Though the frequency wasn't fast, each thrust was powerful, eliciting a soft moan from her with every stroke.
As the pleasure intensified, I stopped, lifted her up, and we sat facing each other, close together. I held her waist, the vertical position allowing my 16cm penis to fully penetrate her vagina; I could feel it reaching her cervix. Then, with a forceful thrust, I gently lifted her by the waist, raising her body almost to the point where my penis would withdraw. As she fell back down, it was like another powerful thrust, penetrating her completely! Each thrust sent this little vixen into ecstasy, her voice trembling with incoherent sobs: "Ah! I'm going to die! It's rotting! It's rotting, ahhh!"
This position requires three essential elements: waist strength, arm strength, and a long penis! After about 20 thrusts, I was exhausted.
Then, with my penis still inside her, I flipped her over, made her kneel on the bed with her buttocks high in the air, and I knelt behind her, holding her waist with both hands – the classic doggy style. My penis was already erect, but this was essentially this little slut using her vagina to forcefully pull it down, keeping it constantly pushing upwards and maximizing friction on her G-spot during thrusts.
I was almost at my limit myself; this little slut's vagina was so horny! Even after having children, her pussy was still sucking on my glans like a mouth. The intense pleasure made me want to ejaculate! But it seemed this slut was still a little short of climax! How could this be? I'd already ejaculated once during oral sex; if this second round didn't satisfy her, I'd lose face!
Thinking about this, I tried to distract myself while thrusting, my mind constantly wandering: "Hmm... an air compressor... a nitrous oxide atomizing system (NOS) plus... hmm... a four-cylinder turbocharger... Ah! I'm going to cum! And... the AIC controller connects to... the nitrous oxide nozzle..."
My mind was racing with random thoughts, but then I remembered the NO-S system that boosts engine power by injecting N2O. Since the engine power was increased, the power in my crotch followed suit, and the intensity of the piston-like movements reached unprecedented heights. And the little slut beneath me, moaning and groaning, grew louder and louder. I even doubted whether the soundproofing of this 230-yuan-a-night hotel could block out her moans.
She seemed to sense I was about to ejaculate, but she kept holding back, responding even more forcefully, though in this position, I had complete control. So she cried out, "Wait, ah! Brother, wait!"
I stopped, catching my breath, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Turn me over quickly."
"Why?"
Liu Hui caught her breath and said, "I want to look at you..."
I didn't answer, gently turning her over and re-entering her. She hooked her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist. I braced myself on the bed with both hands, and we stared at each other as I continued to thrust vigorously. Finally, I gasped for breath like a wild animal. Then I felt Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasm. I was about to give in, and let out a low growl: "I'm going to cum!" I was about to thrust a few more times before pulling out and ejaculating.
But at this crucial moment, she clamped her legs tightly around my waist and shouted, "Wait! Wait!"
I almost couldn't catch my breath. What was I waiting for? A few more thrusts and my prostate would be ruined! I practically yelled, "What is it now?"
She tightened her grip on my waist and said, "I want you to cum inside..."
In an instant, my lust, though not completely gone, cooled considerably. Perhaps most people would have gone all out upon hearing "cum inside." But it wasn't that I wasn't moved by those words; it was just that seeing her shy expression, I couldn't resist teasing her a little longer.
"Shoot inside? That position is the easiest to get pregnant. What if you get pregnant?"
"Are you scared? You're my husband now, so what if you get pregnant!"
"Don't be silly, of course I'm scared. I'm afraid you'll break up your beautiful family because of me."
"Idiot, I'm not scared, why are you? My husband wants a son, humph! I'll have a son with you and take him back to raise!"
"What if it's a daughter?"
"Hehe..." She smiled mischievously, her eyes darting around, then she tightened her grip on my neck, and I lowered my head to let her whisper in my ear, "If it's a daughter, I'll still take her back to my cuckolded husband to raise. When she's grown up, I'll have her come and serve you with me, so you can have her on both sides and she can tell you, 'Daddy, you're so great!'"
Daddy, you're so great... A lewd image formed in my mind, and instantly my lust surged, my mind went blank! I grabbed her hands that were wrapped around my neck, pinning her wrists down and restraining her movements. It was like rape, yet I was breathing heavily like a wild beast, the lewd image swirling in my mind: on my left, another man's wife; on my right, the still-developing little girl born to another man's wife…
A beastly urge drove me to make my final thrust! Only one thought occupied my mind: Shoot! Shoot all the way in! Shoot out a daughter!
Liu Hui was overwhelmed by my sudden attack, screaming ecstasy, "Ah! I'm going to die! I'm dying! My pussy is being ripped apart! Waaah… Give it to me… dear husband! I want to keep giving birth! Give birth to a baby, ahhh…"
Finally, Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasmed, her moans abruptly ceasing. Her eyes were vacant, her mouth slightly open, drool dripping.
And I roared in a low voice, "It's all yours! You little vixen!" Like a virgin ejaculating, a surge of electricity coursed through me from head to toe! I felt a contraction in my vas deferens, and aside from the small amount that had been abruptly ejaculated during oral sex, the rest of my semen shot deep into Liu Hui's uterus...
Finally, after a satisfying ejaculation, my penis went soft, but it didn't withdraw; it remained inside Liu Hui's vagina, preventing the semen from flowing out. I picked her up, then lay down, letting her remain on top of me in that penetrated position.
"Shall we take a shower later?" I asked.
After a while, she came to her senses and softly hummed in agreement, but I felt she was completely powerless. What followed was a bath together, her body limp and at my mercy.
Later that night, I secretly used a steroid cream, and Liu Hui's vagina was ravaged by me without resistance all night long. We didn't fall asleep until dawn, and didn't wake up until late at night. Her vagina was swollen like a fried dough stick, and even urinating was excruciatingly painful for me, with only a dribbling and unsatisfying flow, accompanied by a clear, viscous prostatic discharge. It seemed we'd really overdone it.
Later, through chatting, I learned that she had worked incredibly hard at yoga to get back in shape after childbirth; no wonder her vagina was so irresistibly tight.
We haven't done it since, partly because we live in different cities, and partly because we haven't had the opportunity. Perhaps she also felt guilty about cheating on her husband; she ignored my hints several times.
Should I let go? Should I stop bothering her? To avoid breaking up her family? But what about my desire for her?
[The End]
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