Senior Sister Married Woman (Part 3)

After roughly handling my senior in the bathroom and ejaculating into her mouth, we started showering.
Although we'd booked rooms several times before, we'd always taken turns showering since it was just for sex. This time, after making love in the bathroom, it was the first time we'd showered together. We lathered each other with shower gel, our bodies intertwined. My hands held her breasts, the smooth feeling from her body, especially her two round breasts covered in foam, felt incredibly comfortable. By this time, she had recovered from the SM game, her pure and aloof aura returning to her face. But because she was now standing naked in front of me, her breasts under my control, a flush still tinged her face, making her even more alluring.
We quickly finished showering, dried ourselves, and went back to bed. The hotel room was much more comfortable than the dorm room, with a large 2-meter bed and clean blankets. My senior and I leaned against each other and watched TV for a while. I've completely forgotten what the show was about now, and we didn't really watch much anyway. The fresh scent of our recent showers was stimulating our senses, and the sight and touch of naked bodies embracing each other was stimulating our senses. We had no energy to pay attention to the TV program. We were both new to sex, and this skin-to-skin contact quickly gave me an erection. My senior, having already used her mouth for her first time that night, hadn't actually been penetrated yet, so she was in a ready-to-go state. Looking back, we were completely unskilled. Our sex was just touching and licking; when we felt aroused, we'd lick her a little, then get down to business. Afterwards, we'd rest. But at the time, this simple sex was incredibly satisfying for both of us. We even felt a little addicted. Perhaps this was a very beautiful time. Human desires are always growing; we always want to pursue more exciting things. Only during the first experience is there that pure enjoyment. My senior and I didn't even try too many positions, and the SM was only once. I didn't do anything rough with her afterward, probably because I didn't feel that much liking at the time. Being able to hug her buttocks from behind and fuck her hard was already very satisfying for me at that time. I
suddenly remembered my senior's sexy lingerie. Just now, she was wearing it, kneeling in front of me, taking off her shoes, and I ran away. Later, when she followed me into the bathroom, she was already naked. So at this moment, I remembered my senior's sexy lingerie. So I made her put it back on. I've already uploaded photos of my senior wearing that outfit to my album, but actually, those were taken later when we went out. At that time, I didn't have the nerve to take pictures. I thought it was beautiful and sexy, so I just went for it without any thought of taking pictures. I learned to take pictures later from my wife. But at least I know that when my senior wore that outfit back then, it was far more impactful than the photos in my album now. After all, she was a genuine student back then. A student, behind her boyfriend's back (who she'd only ever held hands with), dressed like that to seduce a younger student—thinking back on it now, it's incredibly exciting.
That night, I entered her from behind, holding her rounder buttocks made even more pronounced by the sexy outfit, and after a few thrusts, I ejaculated inside her.
Looking back now, I only regret that our sex life came too late. I only had sex with her for a little over two weeks before she graduated and became an administrative staff member at a well-known company. Before that, she was the only person I could have sex with, and my student-girl career ended then.
After she started working, her company was actually quite far from our school, but she still chose to rent a two-bedroom apartment near my school with another classmate she wasn't very close to. At the time, I thought that besides me, she was also doing it for her boyfriend who was in graduate school. But later I found out that my senior had never told her boyfriend she lived near the school. They had started a long-distance relationship, living in the same city but far away, and in fact, they hadn't seen each other much after graduation. Most of their meetings were just to appease their families.
My senior would often invite me over to stay up all night after work, and we frequently did illicit things in her rented apartment. Strangely, now that I think about it, I was clearly the other woman, but because of my senior's attitude towards her boyfriend, I wasn't aware of it at all. My
senior would occasionally visit her boyfriend, and he was still very good to her. Apparently, he often expressed his desire to take things further with her, but she refused, and she never brought him to her place.
And I never imagined that later, my senior and I would frequently experience unusual pleasure because of her boyfriend.
One night, I was on my senior's bed, talking to her about her boyfriend.
I asked her, "Why don't you break up with him? Is it just because he's a nice person and takes good care of you?"
She thought for a moment and said, "I like the feeling of having him around."
I was a little confused and asked, "What kind of feeling could you have? You don't see him often. Even if he's well-endowed and good in bed, you wouldn't experience it."
She said, "I actually do experience it a little."
I was completely baffled. Just as I was getting confused, she started to cling to me. After a while, I started to feel something. She took off all my clothes, then took off her own. I touched her and found she was already wet. She made me stand on the bed, and she knelt in front of me and started licking my penis. Soon, my penis was hard.
She then bent down and knelt on the bed. I had absolutely no resistance to her in that position. I'm sure you've all seen the photos of her big butt. Back then, her skin was much better than in the photos; lying there, she looked like a goddess. So I entered my senior's body from behind, slapping her big buttocks as I thrust rapidly. She gradually began to moan, and I was getting into the swing of things. Then she turned around and mysteriously said, "Let's play something fun." I was about to ask her what was fun when I saw her grab the phone and start dialing. I glanced at the screen; sure enough, she was dialing her boyfriend's number. Suddenly, I understood why she hadn't broken up with him. Without a boyfriend, there wouldn't be this thrill of betrayal. Before I could think any further, the call was answered on speakerphone.
The senior student spoke first: "Honey, are you done with class?"
The senior student replied, "I finished a while ago, but I'm
still in the lab." The senior student said, "Studying so late? Aren't you tired, honey?"
The senior student said, "I need to submit a paper these next few days, and I need some experimental data and photos. By the way, why are you talking so strangely today? You're calling me 'honey' all the time."
The senior student said, "I missed you. From now on, I'll call you 'honey.' We've graduated, so let's not keep calling each other by name."
The senior student seemed very happy and said, "Okay, then I'll call you 'wife' too. Wife, I missed you too. Being in the lab all day is so boring..." " We talked, and it kept reminding me of you. It's been so long since you visited me. How about I come see you this weekend?"
The senior student paused, thought for a moment, glanced back at me, and then said, "Honey, what experiment are you doing? Can you tell me about it?"
The senior student said, "What's there to tell you? You wouldn't be interested. Experiments are pretty boring."
The senior student quickly said, "Honey, please tell me! I haven't even gone to graduate school yet, and I want to know what your life is like."
So the senior student agreed and began to tell me
. At this moment, the senior student turned back to me and mouthed, and I clearly saw her saying, "Keep doing it to me."
It was then that I realized I had stopped for a while because I was worried my senior would hear me. I actually understood what my senior wanted, but I just hadn't realized it yet. So, I started thrusting again. At first, I was still very slow, but my senior immediately turned around and winked at me, even actively thrusting her hips back, urging me to be more vigorous. I gradually loosened up and started thrusting into her quickly again. Soon, I felt my senior reach an orgasm. When she occasionally turned to look at me, I noticed her expression had become particularly wanton. She was biting her lower lip, trying her best not to make a sound, but she seemed unable to hold back at all, her breathing heavy like a cow's. Whenever my senior needed her to respond during his explanation, she would calm herself down and reply to him with the most concise language possible. My senior talked about the experiment with great enthusiasm, with a particularly proud and boastful tone.
I found it hilarious. This proud senior of mine probably never imagined that his girlfriend, who always called him "husband" and "wife," was now under another man's crotch, forced to endure the moans of pleasure as she climaxed while talking to him.
I grew bolder, almost competing with my senior to make her scream, thrusting wildly. I noticed she was struggling to hold back, and the look on her face when she turned to look at me revealed her inner conflict—a desire for me to be gentle so we wouldn't hear, yet also a yearning to be heard. In this state, her orgasms came one after another. I could feel her vagina spasming, the wet, hot walls gripping my penis tightly. I was reaching my limit. I knew she might have a strong orgasm when I ejaculated, but I wanted her to scream freely. On a whim, I slapped her buttocks hard. She screamed, and I began to ejaculate inside her. The senior student finally couldn't hold back anymore, letting out one unrestrained moan after another.
During her climax, she even shouted, "Honey, your wife is going to be fucked to death by someone else!"
I thought she was incredibly cool, but whatever, they broke up. Given their relationship, it didn't really matter whether they broke up or not. But what I didn't expect was that after her first scream when I spanked her, she suddenly hung up the phone. Later, my senior called, and she said she had spilled the water, and that was how she got away with it.

And I experienced the pleasure of sleeping with another man's wife even more clearly.

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