Real experience

One day, while on a business trip to the south, I visited a friend's house. He, his wife, and I had dinner together that evening. He urged me to open a bottle of aged sorghum liquor, and we all drank it, one cup after another. He mentioned that my friend worked for a large company and was usually very busy, so his wife simply stayed at home as a full-time housewife. Hehe, by the way, let me mention my friend, Lin Fengfeng. His wife is very beautiful, probably because she takes good care of herself. She doesn't go out much either; she has fair skin and is extremely gentle. When my wife and I make love, I often fantasize about my friend's wife moaning in bed, which always excites me even more.
The next day I didn't have a meeting, and since we hadn't had a get-together in a long time, everyone chatted happily. During dinner, my friend loudly recounted all sorts of funny stories from his university days, desperately bringing up old memories as jokes, while also drinking heartily. Before long, he was quite tipsy. I glanced sideways at my friend's wife and noticed that although she was 32, she was incredibly alluring, especially after drinking. Her collar had come undone, revealing half of her fair, full breasts. I could vaguely make out her erect, dark red nipples, which would occasionally tremble with her laughter. It turned out my friend's wife wasn't wearing a bra.
Damn, I used to fantasize about her all the time, and seeing this live sex show today, combined with the alcohol, made my penis instantly swell. I thought to myself, "A stay-at-home mom spends all her time watching porn and reading comics, then eagerly sits on her husband and goes wild when he gets home. I wonder if my friend's wife is like that; damn, this guy is really lucky." I couldn't help but sigh.
Thinking about my wife, although she's quite attractive, she works every day and is exhausted after get off work. When I want her, she just goes to sleep after a quick act, leaving me often sexually frustrated and resorting to masturbation. Sigh, I guess I have to accept my fate. Thinking this, I looked back at my friend. This idiot probably didn't notice my thoughts and was still telling jokes and urging me to drink. So I continued drinking with him. I consider myself to have a decent alcohol tolerance, but this time I felt dizzy and lightheaded even before I had drunk much. I looked at my watch and realized it was getting late, and I had drunk quite a bit. I suggested that I go to rest, and my friend didn't stop me and arranged for me to go to the bedroom.
Around midnight, I suddenly felt the urge to urinate. To avoid making any noise, I gently opened the bedroom door and went out. I found another bedroom door open, and my friend's wife was fast asleep (my friend was fast asleep in the living room).
I went into the room, and his wife seemed to hear my footsteps. She said in a soft, indistinct voice, "Come on, I'm so impatient," while swaying her white hips. Since the lights were off, she must have mistaken me for her husband, so I didn't say anything. I thought to myself, "Don't let my friend's wife's dignified and beautiful appearance in public fool you. She's so lewd in bed. Just wait and see how I have my fun." Thinking of this, I got into bed, face to face, and wrapped my arms around her waist. I started to touch her back. I didn't know until I touched her that my friend's wife's skin was so smooth. Her lower abdomen was flat and firm, pressed tightly against my body. Ah, it felt so good. I couldn't help but think to myself, she is like a fairy from heaven, a rare beauty on earth.
I slowly moved my hand upwards along the curve of her waist and hips, caressing her sexy shoulder blades and fair neck. A strand of soft, long hair nestled between my fingers as I stroked her, making her feel both excited and ticklish. She couldn't help but giggle, and as she laughed, her high, firm breasts trembled against my body, further arousing me. So I decided to tease her properly. To prevent her from discovering that I wasn't her husband, I turned her over so that I could press my chest against her back and freely play with her breasts.
Sure enough, after I skillfully massaged her a few times, my friend's wife started panting and moaning, "Honey, you're so good today, so exciting, your massage feels so good on my breasts, I want you inside me!" As she spoke, she began to wriggle her body, showing her eagerness. I didn't respond, but continued my assault. I grabbed my friend's wife's breasts with one hand and kneaded them incessantly, then used my other hand to... I reached down and gently caressed and teased the area around her navel. She reacted immediately, her abdominal muscles tightening slightly. Then, I suddenly reached between her thighs and pressed my entire palm against her vulva. She seemed unprepared, and her whole body trembled involuntarily at this sudden attack. Instantly, I felt my palm was covered in a sticky liquid; she was already quite wet down there.
I followed closely, and she began to spread her legs, thrusting her vulva outwards forcefully, her body twisting and turning, trying to fully rub against my palm. Of course, I wouldn't let her succeed so easily. I removed my hand and began to caress the inside of her thighs. She was clearly enjoying it; the tense muscles in her abdomen began to relax, but she also seemed very anxious, making "hmm" sounds of lust. I knew what she meant; she wanted me to continue caressing her vulva. But I continued to caress her slowly and deliberately, from the inside of her thighs to her groin, fully stimulating every sensual cell in her body. At each spot, her body would tremble slightly, enjoying it.
"The most important thing for a woman isn't actual intercourse, but caressing." This statement is so true. Just as she was enjoying the caresses, I suddenly attacked between her legs again. "Ah!" This time it was obviously more stimulating than before. Her back arched involuntarily. My hands were already covered in sticky love juice. I took the opportunity to gently rub, constantly stimulating her labia minora and vaginal opening. My friend's wife's breathing became rapid and irregular, and she let out rapid moans. Because of the love juice, the caresses were very smooth, without any discomfort or obstruction. I could clearly feel that her labia minora were engorged and erect, opening to both sides like flower petals, as if thirstily waiting for something.
By this time, her vaginal fluid had flowed out in large quantities, and with my kneading, it started to flow downwards. I touched it and found that her perineum was also sticky with fluid, which flowed down her buttocks and over her anus, soaking a large area of the blanket beneath her. I thought to myself, I know she's almost there. To avoid being discovered, I didn't dare to attack from the front, so I gently lifted her by the waist, her buttocks sticking up high. She cooperated very well, and I barely had to exert any effort; they probably do this position often.
I thrust my rock-hard penis forward, and because of the abundant vaginal fluid, with a "squeak," it slid in completely without any resistance! It was incredibly pleasurable. I immediately felt like I was going to ejaculate, but I quickly controlled my impulse. I thrust in as deep as possible, holding back, and then pinched her nipples from behind, kneading them. She clearly couldn't handle the stimulation and started shaking her hips vigorously, moving back and forth. It was an incredibly sensual visual stimulation; her snow-white, sexy buttocks and those lewd moans made my penis grow even larger.
Soaked in her vaginal fluids and gripped by her vaginal walls, my penis became even thicker and more powerful. I began to perform primal thrusting movements. Although this move was old-fashioned, it was the most enjoyable action for women. My lower abdomen kept slamming against her white buttocks, making a slapping sound, combined with the unique squelching sound of her vaginal fluids—it was truly a sensual and delightful experience. My friend's wife was clearly very excited. Her head was on the bed, her buttocks were sticking up high, and she kept twisting and turning, trying to increase friction. Meanwhile, I was slowly thrusting in and out, sometimes in a deep, sometimes shallow way, sometimes in a left, sometimes in a right, and sometimes making circular motions with my penis as the center.
My waist strength is amazing, and my wife really enjoys this move. She even fainted from excitement because of it once. Sure enough, as soon as I used my special move, my friend's wife immediately cried out, "Oh, oh, husband, this feels so good! When did you become so strong?" Her vagina also became noticeably tighter, gripping the base of my penis tightly. But the tighter it was, the harder and thicker my penis became. This feeling was truly indescribable. My wife's vagina wasn't as tight as my friend's wife's; it was more of an "externally tight, internally loose" type. And this beauty in front of me was truly a gem. I couldn't help but feel like I was about to ejaculate.
"Oh no!" I thought. "I can't ejaculate at this crucial moment. If I lose control now, she'll hate me for life!" But having it inside me was just too stimulating. In a moment of inspiration, I decisively pulled my penis out sharply. There was a "pop," like pulling out a champagne cork, and I felt liquid splatter onto my face and body. Looking at my penis, I saw it was red and wet from the ordeal, but still erect, the glans full and glistening. Even I was surprised; I'd never had such a strong erection with my wife before.
As she moaned anxiously, I parted her round buttocks with both hands and began to examine her private parts closely. Perhaps due to frequent sex, my friend's wife had thicker pubic hair and darker labia minora. I gently parted her labia minora with my fingers, revealing her pink vaginal opening. Due to the intense thrusting just now, there was some white foam sticking to her vaginal opening. Because of the excitement and engorgement, her entire vulva looked like a large, juicy peach, full and covered with obscene vaginal fluid.
I couldn't resist starting to lick her vaginal opening and clitoris. This time, she couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "No!" Although she said no, her waist twisted wildly and her breasts trembled. Every time my tongue brushed against her clitoris, her legs would tremble. The harder I touched her, the more violently she trembled. So, ignoring the fact that my face was covered in her juices, I sped up even more. Forget about her husband; my friend's wife's legs were already twitching and going limp, clearly unable to hold on any longer.
Seeing that she was about to give in, I took her clitoris into my mouth. My friend's wife was clearly struggling to withstand such excessive stimulation, as if she couldn't breathe. I immediately started inhaling, making her clitoris appear to be suspended in the air within my mouth. After pausing for about five or six seconds, I suddenly released my grip, and with a "pop," her clitoris popped out of my mouth, looking like a tiny crystal peach. My friend's wife finally couldn't take it anymore; her legs were spread wide on the bed, not even caring that her vulva was exposed, and she was panting.
Speaking of which, I should interject here: the smell of this friend's wife's genitals was stronger than my wife's, more like saltwater. It seems that every woman's scent is truly different.
At this moment, when my friend's wife's hand grasped my penis, she hesitated for a moment, as if she had noticed something. Indeed, my penis is a bit different; the tip is very upturned, like a banana. My wife always teases me about it not being straight, but although she says it, she secretly enjoys it. "Did my friend's wife find out, or...?" Just as I hesitated, my wife's friend turned around.
I was startled, thinking, "Oh no, I'm going to be found out." But then, my wife's friend raised her two snow-white thighs high and eagerly shoved my penis into her vagina. I didn't think twice before, and like an old man pushing a cart, my penis thrust in, and with another squeak, it went in without any resistance. My friend's wife let out a muffled groan, biting her lip, no longer moaning like before.
I suddenly realized that when she touched his penis, she had already realized that the person she was having sex with was not her husband. She was just about to have an orgasm and didn't want to stop, so she simply went along with it. However, she became a little reserved and embarrassed to moan, so she held back her moans. Haha, now I can relax. I grabbed her naked body, lifted her above my head, and forcefully pushed my penis deep into her vagina. Because of this position, I could penetrate very deeply. I felt that I had reached my friend's wife's cervix. It felt like a soft ball of cotton, hot and sticky. Every time I thrust, it would iron my glans, sending a tingling sensation from my lower body all the way to my brain. At this point, I didn't care about "three shallow and one deep" anymore, and I pushed in to the very root every time.
Because my friend's wife stopped moaning, the sounds of our bodies colliding became even clearer. All I could hear were muffled groans from her throat and my rough breathing. At that moment, I felt a change happening inside her. Her face flushed, her head twisted sharply to one side, and her two sexy little legs tensed into an arch, her toes curling inward. Her hands gripped my waist and legs as if trying to grab something. I knew she was probably about to "come"!
So I propped myself up on my elbows and leaned forward against her, pinching her firm nipples hard with both hands while increasing the speed of my thrusts. At that moment, it seemed like time stood still. Under my weight, her breathing became erratic and rapid, and her body began to tense up. Finally, my relentless thrusting reached its end. My penis, unable to bear it any longer, roared and thrust forward with all my might, pressing tightly against her vagina. Waves of hot, thick semen gushed deep into her. Her cervix, as if born to crave this strong, hot semen, began to contract and contract, sucking in waves like a baby, filling the room with a greedy, satisfied, and lewd atmosphere.
Much later, she slowly released her grip, and by then, I must have seen scratches on my back (I could feel the pain). She lay motionless on the bed with her legs wide open, seemingly asleep with her eyes closed, a look of satisfaction and happiness typical of a woman after an orgasm on her face. The sheets beneath her were soaked. After about ten minutes, I thought it best not to spend the night there, to avoid an awkward situation in the morning, so I returned to my room. Exhausted, I quickly fell asleep.
I woke up early the next morning, past 9 a.m., and after a quick wash, went to the restaurant. My friend's wife was already dressed and making breakfast in the kitchen. Thinking about last night, I couldn't help but feel a little flustered. She was probably a little embarrassed too, as she didn't dare to look me in the eye, and her face was clearly flushed. Oh well, I'll just wander around a bit to avoid making her feel awkward. "I'll go wake your husband up," I said, walking towards my friend's room.
　That room was where I went wild last night. My friend was still fast asleep in bed, but I noticed the sheets had been changed. "What a cunning woman," I thought. She probably changed them after I left to avoid anyone noticing the mess. About ten minutes later, my friend came out of the room after washing up. I greeted her casually and pretended to be confused, saying, "Strange! Why was my alcohol tolerance so low yesterday?" We then had breakfast together, said some words of thanks, and headed home. It was truly an unforgettable experience, and now she's one of my regular hookups.

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