When a Married Woman Meets a Casanova 1-4

When Married Women Meet "Good Girl Pickers"

(Word Count: 10436)

First Published: 2012/09/10 on: Spring in the Courtyard

(Part 1) Preface "

Good Girl Pickers" refers to a group of men who, under the guise of love, pick up respectable girls everywhere, then discard them after sex. This phenomenon isn't new; most of them are men who lack the power to engage in illicit affairs, don't like going to nightclubs for one-night stands, and certainly don't want to pay for prostitutes. For them, romance becomes a means to get women into bed—that is, to obtain sex in the name of love.

Among these "Good Girl Pickers," there are some who specifically target married women. They frequently search for prey on social networking sites or forums frequented by respectable women, specifically targeting those with relationship or marital problems or emotional distress. Some might wonder why they don't target young, beautiful girls, but instead choose married women?

The answer boils down to three words: convenience. Since it's not a lifelong commitment, married women dissatisfied with their families are easy to seduce. Once they're bored, there's no responsibility, because married women, for the sake of their reputation, dare not make a scene or cause a scene. Nobody wants people to know they've been with men other than their husbands, and even if they find out they've been used, they have to swallow it.

However, respectable women don't like going to nightclubs and don't casually chat with strangers on the street, so it used to be harder for them to find prey. But since the internet became popular, even women who rarely leave their homes can meet strangers while playing legitimate online games or on social media. Since the initial interactions are only through computers, it seems very safe, and many people lower their guard. But you must understand that if you don't give them an opportunity, there won't be a beginning; if you don't begin, there won't be any trouble.

Everyone knows that all relationships develop through interaction. Once there's initial contact, the man who "picks up" the woman daily with tenderness, care, and concern. A naive woman lacking experience, over time, feels overwhelmed by this meticulous care. Regardless of how innocent her initial intentions were, once she's swayed by his charms, she naively believes she's found true love again. Even without any intention of cheating, she can't help but revel in the warm feeling of romance.
Married women would never normally have a one-night stand with a stranger, but when their already mundane married life is disrupted, the innocent woman, listening to his sweet words every day, unknowingly becomes lured into an online romance. Gradually, feelings develop, and if online chatting isn't enough, they want to talk on the phone. Next, of course, comes meeting in person. And when they meet, it's almost inevitable that the man will half-heartedly allow her to sleep with him.

The more innocent a married woman is, the easier it is for her to fall into the trap of a seducer. Even a well-behaved, respectable wife, subjected to sweet talk and flattery every day, will inevitably develop feelings for him after spending a long time together online. If the couple lives apart, or has marital discord, or if her husband is incapable of keeping her husband faithful, it's even more natural for her to become a free tool for seducers to satisfy their lust.

This series tells their stories.

(II) Lingling's Unexpected Affair

My friends call me Lingling. I just turned thirty. Besides my husband, I only have one other man, who was my first boyfriend. So, although I'm not completely inexperienced in dating and sex, I'm not the kind of woman who's been spoiled and experienced. So, I'm what people call a respectable woman.

Last year, I lost my job during the economic crisis. Fortunately, my husband's income was still good, so I didn't rush to find a job. I just decided to rest at home for a while. My husband would go online after work on weekdays out of boredom. At first, he just chatted with old classmates and friends. Later, he joined a chat room with an old friend, finding its features quite useful, and started logging in even when he wasn't chatting with friends. That's where my story began.

Any chat room becomes chaotic when a new girl joins, so naturally, many people greeted me after I joined. Some even immediately asked if I could do online sex or nude chat. Since everyone was hiding behind a screen name in this virtual environment, I wasn't too bothered as long as I didn't agree, and I only logged out when I encountered a pervert.

As time went on, even when I couldn't find my friends, I would casually chat with a few guys, just to pass the time, never thinking about anything more. That's how I became quite familiar with a few of them, and as we chatted more, they would try to invite me out. But I always stuck to my principles: I would never actually meet someone I met online. But if I really never met anyone online, the story wouldn't continue.

Once, we were chatting about some risqué topics. I wasn't originally going to participate, but for some reason, the focus of the conversation shifted to me. After a while, things escalated into a commotion, leaving me unsure of what to do. Luckily, a netizen named A came to my rescue, for which I was extremely grateful, and from then on, I considered him a friend.

Another time, my husband was away on a business trip, and I was spending my days alone at home, staring blankly at the computer. I felt very depressed and didn't want to move, not even eating dinner. When A found out, he very considerately invited me out, saying that it wasn't good for my health, etc. Actually, it wasn't that I wasn't hungry or didn't want to eat; I was just too lazy. So, A's enthusiasm was somewhat tempting, but I was still wary and didn't agree.

Who knew A wouldn't give up? Perhaps it was fate, but finally, I deliberately made things difficult for him, saying that I absolutely wouldn't go out, and if he really cared about me and wanted me to eat, he could just bring me some! To my surprise, he readily agreed immediately.
This put me in a difficult position. I had set the terms, and I couldn't just back out now. So, I reluctantly gave him my address, telling myself it was just delivering a bento box and I'd see him out once he received it. Perhaps it was because A had helped me before, and because we'd chatted online for a long time, that I felt a sense of security with him, which is why I was making excuses for myself.

Less than an hour later, my doorbell rang. It was my first time meeting A, and I thought he was mature and honest—in short, not unpleasant and trustworthy. What I didn't expect was that A simply stood outside the door, handed me the bento box with both hands, and very considerately told me to eat it properly before taking his

leave. I had originally thought of many ways to get rid of A, but now I felt quite embarrassed, so I politely invited him in for a drink before leaving. As you can probably guess, I had let a wolf into my house.
I invited A to sit on the sofa in the living room, got him a drink, and then sat down next to him to eat the bento box he had brought. We chatted idly like that until I was almost finished eating, when I noticed his gaze lingering on me.

It was then that I realized how scantily clad I was dressed. Since I'm usually home alone, I always wear a loose-fitting straight skirt, nothing underneath, and just a thong for comfort. Today, I had an uninvited guest, and I hadn't planned to let him in, so I'd forgotten to change! Thinking about this, my heart pounded, and I didn't know if I should send him away immediately.

"Is it good?" A suddenly asked.

"Yes," I hurriedly replied, but then I choked on my food and started coughing.

"Are you alright?" A saw me choke and immediately sat down, hugging me and rubbing my back. It took a while for my cough to stop.

Once I calmed down, I realized the room was quiet, and I was in A's arms, so close I could feel his breath. I was instantly filled with shame and surprise, my face turning as red as a ripe persimmon as I shyly looked at him. Seeing this, A began to act.

"Lingling, you're so beautiful!" A said softly, then pressed his face against mine and kissed my lips. "No! Mmm..." Suddenly kissed by A, I was so frightened that I didn't know what to do. Before I could struggle, he grabbed me like an eagle snatching a chick, and his tongue pried open my mouth.

"Lingling, I like you very much. Don't be afraid, I just want to kiss you..." A wrapped his strong arms around me and kissed me passionately, making me feel weak all over. I thought to myself, it's just a kiss, as long as it's not too much, it's fine. My hands, which had been pushing me away, went limp. Afterwards, I really regretted having such a naive thought.
Actually, kissing a strange man like this filled me with both fear and excitement. When A sucked on my tongue so hard, as if he wanted to devour me, I felt how much he desired me, a desire I had never experienced even on my wedding night with my husband.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." We kissed like that, and A's kisses made my whole body go limp. My hands, which had been on my chest trying to push A away, now hooked around his neck. A noticed that my resistance was beginning to waver, and he started to grope me through my clothes.

"No, I have a husband..." I protested again, but even though I said I didn't want to, my sensitive body responded obediently. Not only did my nipples harden under A's fingers, but my lower body also began to swell.
"Lingling, I just want to make you feel better," A whispered in my ear, his fingers already reaching under my skirt and touching between my thighs.

"Oh! Stop playing around. Ah..." I couldn't help but moan, my whole body trembling. I knew that if I didn't stop him, I would definitely lose my virginity, so I tried to grab A's large hand to stop his fingers from moving around. When A encountered the obstacle, he let go of me and stood up.

I couldn't remember when A had pushed me down onto the sofa, but when he stood up, I realized that I was lying on my back on the edge of the sofa. I was wondering what A was going to do when he knelt between my legs and lowered his head to kiss my private parts!

My husband and I always have a very traditional missionary position when we make love. Before, we would hug and kiss and then climb on top of each other, but he had never kissed me there before. So the moment A's mouth touched my private parts, an unprecedented stimulation spread from below throughout my body. I felt so good that my soul seemed to fly to heaven. Just a few moments of him licking me through my underwear was enough to make my whole body convulse and reach orgasm.

Seeing that I was enjoying myself, A quickly stripped off his clothes, pulled my still trembling body over, and ripped off my soaking wet clitoris. Without a word, he thrust his hard penis inside me. A knew that once a woman had experienced pleasure, her resistance to him was minimal, and if he pressed his advantage, it would be a natural progression.
"Ah..." I had been lying on the sofa with my eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm. Perhaps because I hadn't had sex with my husband for almost a month, the moment A penetrated me, it felt like he was tearing my love hole apart. Fortunately, I was already very wet, and there was only a moment of pain when he first entered, followed by pleasure.

I instinctively responded to him, unconsciously comparing him to my husband. I felt that he wasn't particularly big, but his thrusts were forceful, unlike my husband's gentleness, which gave me an unprecedented excitement.

Before long, I came again: "Ah! It's coming! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Knowing that I was enjoying myself, A didn't stop, but instead thrust even more wildly and fiercely. Suddenly, I felt his penis begin to tremble. I knew he was about to ejaculate. I then remembered that because I was worried about the effects of birth control pills, my husband and I always used condoms for contraception during sex. If he ejaculated inside me and caused a pregnancy, it would be terrible.

"No! Don't ejaculate inside! I didn't take the pill!" I cried out urgently, trying to push him away, but it was too late. He was on top of me, his penis throbbing as he continuously ejaculated hot, thick semen into my uterus. I was so angry I almost fainted.

"Sigh! I told you not to ejaculate inside, but you wouldn't listen. Get up and let me wash up!" I said to him gloomily.
"Okay!" Seeing that I was angry, the naked A carried me to the bathroom, gently took off my skirt, and showered me with the showerhead. He was so considerate that I couldn't bear to scold him anymore, so I just sat in his lap and let him do as he pleased. He parted my vulva with his fingers and rinsed me with the water jet. I felt incredibly warm and comfortable, as if I were his woman and he were my husband.

But as he washed me, his penis became hard again. We embraced under the shower, his lips first kissing my face, then down my neck to my chest. His fingers simultaneously caressed my vulva, leaving me completely weak. Then he lifted my buttocks and thrust his penis in from behind.
"Ugh, you're trying to bully me again… Oh! Ah!" I thought I could uphold my commitment to marriage, but today, I don't know what came over me; I so easily cheated on him again.

I let him thrust into me hard again in the bathroom until we were both finished, and it was quite late. But he didn't suggest leaving, and I didn't ask him to leave either; perhaps we both still had something in mind. In the end, we slept together until the next day, and then had another round of intense sex. Undeniably, he was very experienced and sexually powerful, giving me a pleasure I had never experienced before.

After that night, I became like a drug addict. Whenever my husband was away, I would want to invite Mr. A to my house. I became more and more proactive, and eventually he called me a little slut and said he would take me to some kind of wife-swapping event and find a few strong men to have sex with me.

(III) Xiao Fang's drunken promiscuity

After giving birth, Xiao Fang inevitably gained weight, but after nearly half a year of postpartum recovery, she had basically regained her curves. Although her waist was not as delicate as before her pregnancy, her breasts had increased by two sizes, so it could be said that there was a gain in every loss.

Xiao Fang was still on maternity leave, but her husband was often away from home due to long working hours. Fortunately, her grandparents helped take care of the baby, and the days without work were easy and free. On the contrary, she began to feel that life was too peaceful and boring after being cooped up at home for a long time. Finally, one day she went shopping with a former female classmate. Unexpectedly,

as soon as they met, her former classmate's boyfriend called her away with a phone call, leaving Xiao Fang standing alone on the street. Xiao Fang was wondering what to do when her phone rang.

"Hey! Xiaofang, what are you doing in Lan Kwai Fong?" A voice she hadn't heard in a long time came through the receiver.

"Oh, is that you, senior? How did you know where I was?" Xiaofang asked.

"Ah, I just saw you alone when my car passed by! Where are you going?" her senior said.

"I had an appointment to meet someone, but they stood me up, so I was just about to go home!" Xiaofang said casually.

"Since you're out, don't go home. I'm alone too. I'll drive over and pick you up for a drink!" her senior said immediately.

"No need..." Xiaofang didn't want to agree because this senior was her senior from high school. He had tried to pursue her before, but Xiaofang felt that he always looked at her lecherously, and she had heard that he had a bad reputation, so she didn't accept his advances. Before Xiaofang could even finish her refusal, her senior's car was already in front of her, and he immediately jumped out and opened the door for her.

"Hurry up, you can't park here!" Xiaofang hadn't even reacted before her senior pushed her into the car.

"Hey? Xiaofang, long time no see. Your breasts have gotten so much bigger! Did you get breast implants?" The senior colleague noticed Xiaofang's chest as soon as they met, and said with a smirk.

"Don't talk nonsense! I just had a baby, and my breasts are a little swollen from breastfeeding." Xiaofang was now a married woman, and naturally, she was no longer as shy as before. She not only argued with the senior colleague but also slapped his arm hard.

The senior colleague was surprised that Xiaofang was already married and had a child. No wonder she had gained the charm of a mature young woman. Looking at her firm breasts, he was thinking about how he could get a kiss.

"Ah, so Xiaofang has a husband and a child. No wonder (her breasts) look bigger and more mature." The senior colleague said with an ambiguous smile, thinking that it would be so pleasurable to have his penis sandwiched between her ample breasts.

The naive Xiaofang did not understand the double meaning in the senior colleague's words and just chatted with him casually in the car. After all, they were classmates before. After parking their car and sitting down at the bar, the two had already become quite familiar with each other.

The senior apprentice ordered some easy-to-drink sweet wine for Xiaofang, and then began to chatter on and on about all sorts of things. His sweet talk and smooth words made Xiaofang very happy, since her husband was a rather introverted person who disliked noisy social gatherings. On the contrary, Xiaofang had enjoyed going out with a large group of people before her marriage, and this felt like a return to her carefree days. The two talked and drank, and before they knew it, more than two hours had passed. The senior apprentice kept talking and kept pouring wine, and Xiaofang didn't know how many glasses she had drunk, only that she was becoming more and more dizzy.

Seeing that Xiaofang's eyes were starting to become hazy, the senior apprentice moved from sitting opposite her to sitting next to her, and his hands began to wander. He first tentatively put his arm around her shoulder, and when Xiaofang did not resist, he boldly pressed his hand against her breast through her clothes.

"Hehe... behave yourself, don't think you can bully me just because I'm drunk! I'm not drunk, drink some more..." Xiao Fang vaguely felt someone touching her breasts and instinctively protested, but when someone says they're not drunk, it means they're already passed out.

Xiao Fang used to have a pretty good alcohol tolerance, but after not going out for many years and not drinking at home for no reason, her alcohol tolerance had naturally declined without her realizing it. Plus, the man was pretending not to notice, and her senior not only made her drink a lot of alcohol, but also kept alternating between strong liquor and beer when she started to get tipsy. Mixing the two kinds of alcohol together, even someone who could drink a lot would inevitably get drunk.

After saying she'd drink another glass, Xiaofang collapsed onto her senior brother. His hand slipped inside her collar, pulling down her bra and kneading her breasts, his fingers circling her nipples…

She didn't know how much time had passed, but in her hazy state, Xiaofang felt herself being carried to bed. Thinking she was home, she didn't care about anything and fell asleep fully clothed. Little did she know that her senior brother, seeing her drunk, had brought her to a short-stay hotel and was slowly undressing her. Xiaofang's body, already hot from the alcohol, immediately broke out in goosebumps when the air conditioning hit the room, and her nipples hardened instantly.
"Oh! So cold…" Xiaofang instinctively groaned, waking up slightly. She peeked open her eyes and, in her dazed state, saw her senior brother holding her beside her. Terrified, she didn't know what to do, and to avoid embarrassment, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Under the influence of alcohol, Xiaofang felt a yearning to be embraced, so she softened her body and enjoyed the blissful feeling of being held and cared for. She thought that if he went too far, she would pretend to have just woken up and push him away. But this hesitation led her into the abyss of infidelity.

Her senior brother had gone to so much trouble to get Xiaofang drunk; how could he just want to hug her? He held the limp, drunk Xiaofang in his right arm, while his left hand skillfully unbuttoned her shirt. After he took off her top, he ripped off her bra, and his large hands climbed up and began to knead her breasts.

Xiaofang wanted to push him away immediately, but now that her sensitive areas were being played with by her senior brother, her whole body went limp, and she dared not open her eyes. Seeing that she did not react, her senior brother became bolder. He leaned down and kissed Xiaofang's nipple, his warm breath hitting her chest, making her feel itchy. If she hadn't been shy and pretending to be asleep, she would have already grabbed his hand and touched herself.

Xiaofang had never been with another man since her marriage. Now, being played with by a man other than her husband filled her with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation; her heart pounded wildly, as if it would burst from her chest. Her senior, however, remained unhurried. After caressing Xiaofang's breasts, he reached for her buttocks, gently pulling down her panties until they reached her ankles.

His hands roamed between her thighs, avoiding direct contact with her most intimate areas, leaving Xiaofang itchy and wet. Seeing her aroused, he used his fingers to lubricate her vulva with her vaginal fluid, then gently rubbed and teased her clitoris. Xiaofang immediately felt a wave of pleasure, like an electric shock, spreading from between her legs throughout her body. She had experienced pleasure once.

"So wet! She's a mature married woman after all. Even drunk, she climaxes so easily. I'll be so happy later," he thought, his hands still on Xiaofang's genitals, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at his prey. Actually, Xiaofang wasn't exactly a promiscuous woman; it was just that her husband hadn't touched her since giving birth, which made her so easily aroused. The alcohol, combined with her clouded judgment, made her shamelessly allow herself to be played with by a man other than her husband.

As the pleasurable sensations subsided, Xiaofang felt her senior brother's hand leave. She wondered where he had gone when she felt a naked man on top of her, rubbing his hard penis between her legs.
"Oh no, he wants to do me..." The thought of being penetrated by a man other than her husband filled Xiaofang with fear; she knew she couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. Just as

Xiaofang was about to push the man off with all her might, her senior brother suddenly lay on top of her, gently biting her erect nipples. A tingling sensation spread from her nipples throughout her body. "Ah... God!" Xiaofang trembled slightly; her nipples had always been her weakness, and she was powerless to resist a single touch.

Xiao Fang was attacked from above, but simultaneously felt her senior brother's glans rubbing against the entrance of her vagina. The barely perceptible touch sent her into a frenzy of desire. She knew her wet vagina was waiting and longing for her senior brother to penetrate her.

"I'm coming in," her senior brother whispered in her ear, then guided his penis into her vagina.

The instant he thrust in, Xiao Fang clearly felt a force break through her lower body. If she hadn't been desperately gripping the sheets, she would have screamed.

"It's over! It's gone!" Xiao Fang felt a wave of sadness and despair as a penis that didn't belong to her husband entered her. She knew that things would never be the same in front of her husband again.

"How does it feel?" her senior brother murmured in her ear.

Xiao Fang blushed deeply and remained silent. Although she had lost her virginity, she still wanted to preserve some dignity. After all, she had pretended to be asleep for so long; continuing to pretend would be perfectly acceptable.

Seeing that Xiao Fang was still seemingly unconscious from drunkenness, the senior brother took his pleasure on her. Xiao Fang felt a strange penis moving in and out of her vagina, the glans rubbing against her vaginal opening, the shaft occasionally pressing against her clitoris. Waves of pleasure spread like ripples through her limbs, and soon she experienced a tingling sensation throughout her body, reaching a state of intense pleasure.
The senior brother's thick, dark penis continued to thrust in and out of Xiao Fang's foaming vagina. Xiao Fang gripped the sheets tightly again, biting her lip to suppress a sound, but ultimately her body arched uncontrollably, raising her hips to meet the senior brother's penis, burying it deeply into her love hole.

A feeling of weakness rose in Xiao Fang's lower abdomen, spreading throughout her body, followed by dizziness. She felt completely empty, experiencing another blissful moment.

"Ah!" Xiao Fang finally couldn't help but cry out. It's not easy not to react during an orgasm.
Sensing Xiao Fang's reaction, the senior brother used his hands to support himself on the bed and increased the speed of his thrusts. Xiao Fang turned her head and slightly opened her eyes, seeing her senior brother's rough penis rapidly moving in and out between her legs. She didn't know whether to feel ashamed or excited, so she simply spread her legs wide to accommodate

him. Seeing this, her senior brother lifted Xiao Fang's legs onto his shoulders, supporting her buttocks with both hands, raising her petite body and hanging her on his body, and began thrusting again.

"Oh! So good! Ah!" Xiao Fang had never experienced such deep penetration before. Her cervix was being violently struck by her senior brother's glans, and the constant pulling of his penis in and out, causing her labia majora and minora to move her clitoris, brought waves of pleasure like a torrent, one after another, until her whole body spasmed again, reaching orgasm.

Her senior brother felt Xiao Fang's vagina constantly twitching, knowing she was experiencing pleasure again, so he used his hands supporting Xiao Fang's buttocks to accelerate his thrusts. After dozens of frenzied thrusts, Xiao Fang heard a muffled thud from his mouth. He suddenly stopped, his lower body pressed tightly against hers, his penis deeply embedded in her vagina. The head of his penis throbbed, sending a stream of hot fluid into her uterus.

"Oh! Don't ejaculate inside!" Xiao Fang hadn't taken birth control pills because she was breastfeeding after giving birth. She only realized he hadn't used a condom when she suddenly felt him ejaculate inside her. But his semen had already filled her vagina, and she had no choice but to hope she wouldn't get pregnant.

After a series of orgasms, Xiao Fang lay weakly on the bed, letting her senior brother press down on her and keep breathing heavily until his swollen penis gradually softened and withdrew. Only then did her senior brother get up to take a shower and put on his clothes.
Xiao Fang's feelings were very complicated because it was the first time that a man other than her husband had penetrated her body and she had been ejaculated inside. Taking advantage of her senior brother's absence, she quickly put on her clothes and left without even taking a shower.

(4) The fake threesome (Part 1)

Qi Wen is twenty-eight years old this year and has been married for two years. Although her husband's parents keep urging her to give them a grandson, she still wants to enjoy a few more years of life as a couple. In addition, her husband's career is still in its early stages, so the two decided to postpone having children for a few more years.

Qi Wen and her husband each have their own careers: her husband's business is mainly sales-oriented. Not only is he under a lot of pressure, but he also often has to travel around. No matter how energetic he is, he is sometimes too tired to take care of his wife. On the contrary, Qiwen is an IT professional. All she needs for work is a laptop, and since many IT companies now allow employees to work from home, she spends most of her time working alone, enjoying considerable freedom.

One day, after her husband left for work, Qiwen, as usual, turned on her computer and browsed various websites. Suddenly, she received a text message from a stranger requesting to add her as a friend. Out of curiosity, she accepted.

The man's online name was "ppp," and he introduced himself as an IT professional as well. Finding common ground, they quickly became acquainted. After a week of conversation, the topics shifted from technology to everyday life.

Strangely, Qiwen discovered that she could share many things she couldn't confide in people she knew or was close to with "ppp." All her unhappiness in life, once talked about and cried, felt better. Perhaps because they were separated by a computer screen, she felt not only safe from being hurt but also strangely secure.

At this point, Qiwen wasn't thinking about online dating or having an affair; she was simply bored and lonely, wanting to find companionship in the virtual world of the internet. Their conversations were always quite serious until one evening when Qiwen, tired from work and with her husband out socializing, went online to chat with someone using the term "ppp." She casually asked him what "ppp" meant, and that's when things got complicated.

"Ppp means three ps, that's three ps!" he said.

"And what does three ps mean?" Qiwen innocently pressed. This was understandable; after all, she only had her husband, and her sexual experience was limited, let alone multiple partners.

"What? You don't even know what three ps is? You're incredibly naive. Click here and see for yourself!" He then sent her a link.

Qiwen clicked the link and was taken to an online video streaming site for pornography. She had never watched anything like this before, but thinking that she was alone at home and no one would know, she couldn't resist her curiosity and clicked to watch.

"Oh! You're so naughty!" Qiwen blushed instantly when she saw a girl being attacked from both sides by two men on the screen.

"Do you understand? A threesome is when three people have sex together," "pppp" explained.

"Pervert! How could he let someone else have sex with his own woman? If it were my husband, he would never do that!" Although Qiwen was cursing "pppp," she didn't stop watching. Before long, she was already aroused, her breathing was rapid, and her legs were constantly crossing, clearly she was aroused.

"Your husband doesn't do that only because he's selfish and jealous. Look how much that woman is enjoying it! If you were my woman, I would definitely find someone to give you a good time. You have to understand that a woman's body is designed to have multiple orgasms, while a man can only ejaculate once in a short time, which can't fully satisfy you..."

"Enough, stop talking. I have something to do, let's talk later!" Qiwen became more and more embarrassed as she spoke, and hurriedly went offline.
After logging off, Qiwen turned off the video playback. Perhaps because her husband had been too busy with work lately and hadn't touched her, Qiwen couldn't concentrate on her work anymore. She got up and went into the bathroom, hoping to calm down with a shower. Qiwen took off her

clothes, revealing her tender, smooth skin. She stepped into the bathtub with her long, beautiful legs, stood under the showerhead, and let the water spray down on her.

"Splash..." With the sound of water, Qiwen washed her body while admiring her proud figure.

At the end of her long legs was her thick, mysterious black forest, and above that was her slender waist, which she maintained through dieting. Her nipples on her 34C breasts were still pink. Her face was well-defined, and with her long, shoulder-length black hair, she would attract countless eyes even when she was dressed. Now, her smooth, delicate skin was flushed red under the hot shower, reflecting her flushed face due to arousal, making her even more alluring.

Under the constant hot shower, Qiwen's fatigue gradually disappeared, but as her mood relaxed, a desire for sex arose deep within

her. "Mmm..." Lubricated by the shower gel, Qiwen's slender hands roamed over her body. When she touched her erect nipples, a long-lost pleasure spread throughout her body with the caress of her fingers, making her legs weak and causing her to kneel in the bathtub.

Qiwen spread her knees as wide as possible, her jade-like hands reaching between her spread legs, gently sliding down to her secret private parts and pressing down, softly stroking with her index finger. As the movement of her fingers became more intense, the pleasure gradually intensified, and her soft moans grew heavier.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...oh...oh...oh...ah..." The rising desire made Qiwen close her beautiful eyes and moan softly. Her slender waist swayed with the movement of her fingers, her kneeling legs became even weaker, and her body arched as she slumped into the bathtub water. It was obvious that she was close to reaching her climax.
"Wife, I'm home! I had a few drinks at a business dinner, I'm going to bed now." Suddenly, the bathroom door handle clicked open, and Qiwen's husband peeked in and saw her showering. He didn't even glance at her, then closed the door and ran back to the bedroom.

This startled Qiwen. Her surging desire felt like it had been doused with ice water. In this tense moment, instead of experiencing pleasure, she felt a strange sense of shame and guilt. Although Qiwen had tried stimulating her genitals with the showerhead when she was young and naive, and had even reached orgasm from it, she hadn't had the habit of masturbation after marriage. But today, teased by "pppp," she found herself unconsciously masturbating again.

Reason told Qiwen that masturbation was wrong, but the burning desire couldn't be extinguished so easily.

Qiwen hurriedly dried herself with a towel, casually put on a t-shirt and shorts, and ran to the bedroom hoping to be intimate with her husband. However, her husband, reeking of alcohol, was fast asleep on the bed like a dead pig. Qiwen glanced at him, inwardly lamenting his lack of romantic understanding. Although being left hanging was truly unpleasant, she could only dejectedly climb into bed and fall asleep.

"Ah...don't lick..." In her dream, Qiwen vaguely saw her husband get up from the bed and bury his head between her legs, licking her. "Mmm...husband, hurry! Hurry...come in!" Qiwen quickly couldn't hold back anymore from the licking.

"Husband, don't ejaculate, I haven't had my fill yet!" Before Qiwen could finish speaking, she felt her husband's penis throbbing inside her vagina, ejaculating.

"Oh! Again so soon?" Qiwen felt her husband's limp penis slip out shortly after ejaculating, then it was thrust back in. "Ah...ya...it's so full! All the way in! You're not my husband! Let me go..." Qiwen felt the man on top of her was thicker than her husband, and realizing he wasn't her husband, she immediately cried out.

"Husband, help me! Who is this lewd man? Why are you letting him fuck me?" Qiwen felt that her husband not only wasn't helping her, but was also holding her down, letting the stranger ride on her body.

At this point, Qiwen finally gradually regained consciousness. Qiwen felt as if her whole body was on fire, her nipples hardening and protruding under her t-shirt, and her crotch was soaked; not only were her underwear sticky to her private parts, but her love juice had also soaked her shorts.

Qiwen looked at her husband beside her, seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, and knew that there was no hope of getting him to extinguish her desire. But at this moment, Qiwen's face was flushed, and her vagina was wet and itchy. Although she felt that her body belonged to her beloved husband, and masturbation was a shameful act, she still couldn't help but put one hand to her chest and the other hand under her shorts, gently and delicately stroking her sensitive parts. At the same time, she continued with everything that happened in her dream, fantasizing about being helplessly attacked by two men from above and below.

"Ah...ya!ya!ya!ya..." Qiwen pinched her nipples hard while running her fingers through her pubic hair, sliding in from the center to rub her clitoris. The little bean trembled under the rubbing of her fingertips. Suddenly, a tingling, electric-like sensation coursed through her body, causing her to tense uncontrollably. Her legs clamped together, tightly gripping the fingers inserted into her honeypot. A surge of heat seemed to flow from deep within her love hole, and her body arched uncontrollably, trembling repeatedly, until she finally reached the peak of pleasure.

"Mmm...so good!" The climax arrived, and her tense body relaxed. Qiwen gasped for breath. The room was completely silent except for her soft moans. Qiwen turned to look at her husband with a blissful expression, suddenly remembering how quickly and intensely she had come to orgasm while fantasizing about "pppp" during masturbation. Perhaps because it was something she couldn't experience in reality, it was particularly stimulating.

From that night on, Qiwen and "pppp" began chatting about sex online. When they got excited, they would masturbate, enjoying it every day, satisfying themselves several times a week, no longer waiting for their husbands to fulfill their needs.

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