Cheating with her husband

I felt guilty about having an affair with Liping, since we were still friends. But regardless, I was
in the wrong . I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself if I continued seeing her and ended up sleeping with her again. To avoid
making the same mistake again, I had to avoid her.
She asked if I was afraid others would find out, and I readily admitted it. Unexpectedly, Liping said something that shocked me
. She smiled slightly and said she wasn't afraid her husband would find out. Her husband knew about my affair with Liping, so why did he act as if nothing had happened?
I was completely baffled . What was going on ? Liping seemed to sense my confusion. She explained, and I suddenly understood. No wonder her husband didn't blame me. It turned out that her husband and Liping were more open-minded than I had imagined. Liping had a strong sex drive, as I had experienced that night we were intimate. My husband has been having some health problems lately and hasn't been able to satisfy Liping's needs. He doesn't want her to suffer from lust every night and have sleepless nights, but he's also hesitant to let her find other men, fearing it might cause trouble. I'm a friend he trusts, so I became his substitute to satisfy Liping's needs. When Liping told me, I realized why her husband hadn't been going out with me to find other women lately. There was another reason. Now that the truth was out , it didn't really matter! It's a win-win situation. Liping no longer has to pay for male prostitutes, and I don't have to spend money on women. Since my husband has given Liping permission to sleep with me, I don't have to be secretive anymore; I can legitimately have a friendly fling with her, and I can help my old friend too—a win-win situation. That night, I invited Liping to her office, ready for a few rounds of passion. She arrived on time, and surprisingly, she came with her husband. I was taken aback. I wondered if her husband had regained his strength and no longer needed me as a substitute, so he and Liping had come up to thank me. I entered the room and saw Liping already lying on the bed. She was only wearing a light yellow lace bra, her plump, round arms and slender hands bare. She wore only light yellow mini panties, revealing her two fair, delicate legs and a pair of exquisite feet. As soon as she saw me, she waved for me to come over. Seeing Liping's alluring demeanor, I was already captivated. I pounced on her, giving her a passionate kiss . Her tongue, like a small snake, darted into my mouth, intertwining with mine, exchanging saliva. Before I could take any further action, Liping preemptively unzipped my pants, reached into my underwear, and searched for what she wanted. She grasped my penis and began stroking it; my little brother quickly rose , eager to try. At this moment, her husband entered the room and saw Liping and me warming up. He watched from the sidelines for about three or four minutes, then he took off his clothes, approached Liping, and asked her to give him oral sex. I buried my head between Liping's legs, kissing her bulge through her thin panties. Since Liping's mouth was free anyway, she naturally wouldn't refuse if her husband wanted to join in. Liping took his penis and brought it to her mouth, opening her small mouth and putting a small part of it in. Her husband's penis was limp and lifeless. Liping was very patient, massaging her husband with her mouth, her tongue tracing the cleft of his penis. Liping's upper body was enjoyed by her husband, while I focused on her lower body. I kissed Liping a few times through her panties, and Liping's vulva, stimulated, began to secrete nectar. The honey-like fluid soaked through her small panties, revealing large patches of black pubic hair. I pulled off the barrier, revealing Liping's vulva, which resembled a large beard covering her opening. I parted the pubic hair with my tongue and kissed her lovely labia, gently chewing on them. She let out a low moan, her mouth still holding her husband's penis. Despite her sucking and blowing, it didn't seem to be getting much better. Meanwhile, her husband was kneading Liping's large breasts with his hands and rubbing her nipples with his fingers. Liping was being sexually stimulated from both ends, her waist twisting violently, her hips arching high, signaling me to intensify the contact. I slipped my tongue into her vagina, touching her sensitive spot, and her nectar flowed out again. Her husband was truly disappointing; his penis remained only semi-erect. Liping was simultaneously dealing with both her husband and me on the bed, but her attention was focused on me. She knew that she couldn't expect much from her husband in the short term and shouldn't hope for a good performance. Unlike me, she had sparred with me many times and knew my strength. Her upper mouth held her husband 's soft whip, while her lower mouth was aroused by my tongue. I wanted to conserve my strength, to bring Liping to her first orgasm with just my tongue, so I could have one less time. Her husband rubbed Liping's nipples, the more he rubbed , the more vigorous he became. Liping's two light pink nipples were visibly swollen and erect, and she was writhing violently. Liping's juices flowed profusely, soaking my cheeks. Her husband's soft whip was in Liping's mouth , and despite her best efforts, she couldn't revive him; her husband's penis remained unresponsive. I licked her vulva, my long tongue probing and teasing the sensitive granules inside. Her body convulsed as experienced her first orgasm. As Liping reached her climax, her husband's penis was still in her mouth. She involuntarily tightened her lips, biting his erect penis and making him jump in pain. When Liping relaxed, her husband pulled his penis out, noticing the clear teeth marks; Liping had indeed bitten him. Liping apologized to her husband, begging for forgiveness. He didn't blame her, acknowledging her weakness and urging her to be a proper man. I told Liping to shower and rest before continuing. After Liping went to the bathroom, I suggested her husband try mounting her later, saying he might succeed. He looked hesitant, lacking confidence, fearing he'd run out of steam at the last minute. I encouraged him not to give up, assuring him I could help if he ran out of stamina, and told him to do his best . He hesitated, afraid of hurting his pride again, but also itching to try. Then he took something from his folder, shaped like a large test tube. He told me it was a recently purchased aphrodisiac; the seller said it could help him regain his virility. I'd heard a little about these kinds of things, but had never seen one before. Her husband said he'd tried it once with good results, and wanted to try it a few more times. If it didn't work, I could step in, so Liping wouldn't have to suffer in silence. Since we'd already bought it, there was no harm in trying. Liping came out of the bathroom, and her husband asked her to help him use the device to make his penis bigger and harder, while he would give her oral sex. Liping readily agreed, and I sat and watched, sincerely wishing him success. After her husband explained how to use it...

The device was used by the two women in a 69 position, each doing their own thing. Her husband buried his
face , licking her labia with his tongue. Liping used the large test tube to stimulate her husband's limp penis. She
moaned "ooh ooh ooh" as her husband licked her, still working on her husband's penis.
I saw that her husband's penis seemed to be getting better, starting to swell and slightly raise its head. Liping also showed a
joyful expression. After a round of effort, her husband was finally able to stand up. His penis was six or seven inches long,
very thick, and quite imposing when erect. At this point, Liping was already aroused, and it was time for her husband's big meat stick
to enter .
Her husband turned over, knelt between Liping's legs, lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, found a pillow
to elevate Liping's buttocks, and I saw Liping's labia open, like a grin, welcoming her husband's entry. His
throbbing penis, yearning to enter, aimed at Liping's vagina and thrust in, half of it
inside . Liping let out a groan, and with a final push, her entire penis was inside.
Her husband didn't immediately begin thrusting; perhaps he hadn't been inside Liping in a long time and feared he'd ejaculate
after a few thrusts. So he wanted to linger a moment, letting Liping's wet, slippery, narrow vagina envelop his penis,
allowing her to enjoy the warm, soft pleasure.
After about ten seconds of stillness, he slowly withdrew his penis slightly, then thrust it in again, the movements
slow and gentle. He dared not thrust wildly, proceeding gradually, one thrust after another.
At this point, Liping was completely passive; she couldn't increase her pace to meet his thrusts. After her husband thrust
a dozen times, Liping was aroused. Unable to bear the slow, simmering motion, she demanded
a "lotus position"—she told him to lie still while she knelt on top of her, taking his penis in and out of her mouth.
Her husband initially wanted to control the speed to prolong the time, but Liping found it too slow and unstimulating,
so he relinquished control. Lying on her back, Liping aligned her vulva with his still-erect penis
and inserted it, pressing down until it was fully inside. Her up-and-down movements were much faster than before.
After twenty or thirty thrusts, her husband told her to stop, as he was about to
ejaculate. Liping, however, was too aroused to heed his pleas and continued her rapid thrusting. Before
Liping could reach orgasm, he ejaculated inside her, his semen flowing out. His penis quickly shrank and
softened, slipping out of her vagina.
At the crucial moment, Liping's husband finished, leaving her greatly disappointed. Fortunately, I was ready to step in at any time.
Having been stimulated while watching, my little brother was also erect and ready for battle. Her husband's
legs gave way, and he withdrew from the scene. I immediately took over. Although her husband's slippery white semen was flowing out of Liping's vagina,
I didn't mind much, treating it as lubricant. I thrust all the way in, pressing against Liping's cervix
. Liping was on the bed like a dog, raising her buttocks high, allowing me to penetrate from behind, which allowed for deeper penetration.
I cupped and kneaded Liping's large breasts, and her nipples swelled and hardened again. Liping actually moaned
and cried out in a broken Cantonese. I thrust even more vigorously, the two genitals colliding and making a slapping sound. Liping
's vaginal fluids flowed out again, seemingly endlessly, staining the bed. After fifty or sixty thrusts,
Liping's cries became more and more frantic, reaching a state of ecstasy. I gripped Liping's plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting my lower body forward
with great force, each stroke penetrating deep into her core. After over a hundred thrusts, Liping finally
broke down ; her vaginal muscles seemed to clench as if the heavens were collapsing, tightening and tightening, gripping my large penis so tightly it was about to explode.
I quickly pulled my penis out of Liping's vagina, flipped her over, and launched a frontal assault. Our two fleshy worms
rolled around on the bed until I ejaculated inside her, only then did I temporarily calm down.
Having enjoyed two orgasms, Liping seemed unsatisfied and wanted another round. Her husband barely
managed half a round, failing to bring Liping to orgasm, and he seemed a little frustrated. I comforted him, telling him not to be discouraged, and that he
was improving with each thrust. At first, his penis was in Liping's mouth, and no matter how much she sucked on it, it was completely useless
. But the second time, with the help of the device, he was able to stand up and run a short distance. Although he couldn't reach
the finish line with Liping, it was an improvement. If he
did for his powerful stance, and Liping encouraged him to try again, hoping he could regain his confidence.
I was thinking about how to make Liping orgasm before my husband ejaculated. Liping went to the bathroom to wash off
the stains. I shared my experience with her husband, telling him that it's
easiest . However, with his current sexual ability, it's difficult for him to last until Liping orgasms before he ejaculates. He wants
Liping to be able to grip his hard penis tightly during orgasm. So I suggested that I go first this time, let Liping
dry, and then he could take over. That way, unless he goes too far, he would definitely be able to last until Liping orgasms before he ejaculates.
Liping emerged from the bathroom, clean and refreshed, and agreed to my plan. Her husband stood by,
watching .
I went first, licking Liping's full vulva with my tongue. Within minutes, she was
wet with . This time, I started with the "old man pushing the cart" position—a traditional move, lacking in skill but effective.
Liping raised her legs high, letting me hold her ankles. I kissed her soft, white feet, then let her
hands guide my thick, hard penis into her hairy opening, slowly and deliberately pushing it in. After about forty or fifty thrusts,
Liping began to moan again. This time, her moans were sung in Japanese, giving them a unique flavor. This slutty woman, Liping—
not to mention her husband's health issues, even a normal man with average sexual ability
would be overwhelmed by her.
I was confident in my prowess in bed and could handle her.
Since I had agreed with her husband that I would do half the job, I estimated the time was about right and turned
Liping over, making her lie face down so I could penetrate her from behind. At the same time, I told her husband to warm up and prepare to take over .
When his penis was barely erect with the aid of a device, I withdrew, letting him fill the gap.
Having pulled out halfway, I had nowhere to release my pent-up desire, so I
shoved my violently throbbing penis into Liping
's mouth. Liping opened her mouth wide, taking my penis in, and I ejaculated freely inside her, the hot semen shooting out and rushing into her throat. Liping swallowed all of my semen, not wasting a single drop remaining at the tip,
licking it clean. I was afraid Liping might bite me when she got too tight, so after ejaculating, I quickly pulled my penis out...
She pulled her mouth away, not daring to let her hold it.
Liping had already been thrust into over a hundred times, and she was nearly there. Her husband thrust another thirty or forty times,
and Liping let out a low growl, reaching orgasm. Her husband, however, hadn't ejaculated yet. He could finally add fuel to the fire while Liping
was experiencing ecstasy , which was very helpful for his psychological recovery. Watching Liping reach
orgasm and faint under his rod, his sense of heroism finally returned.

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