He took advantage of her husband while he was grocery shopping, pulled down her pants, and had sex with the married woman.

This happened after we'd been together for about six months (and during those six months? we basically did it once or twice a week).
That day, I called her and flirted, jokingly saying I wanted to come over and have sex with her in front of her husband.
She said, "Sure, come on over, he'll be home tonight."
I said, "Don't think I'm too scared, I'm already hard (we hadn't done it for two weeks at that point)."
She said, "Haha, you're too scared, if you dare come, I dare let you have sex."
I said, "Fine, you said it."
At that moment, I was partly out of spite, and partly because I was so pent up, so I figured I might as well. Anyway, my mind was blank, I grabbed the car keys and went to her house. I called her from downstairs. "I'm here."
"Oh, you really came?"
"He's home. I was just kidding."
"Hehe, it's okay. Just say a colleague came to fix my computer
." "...This..."
"It's alright, I'll follow the rules. They should at least give me a meal, right?"
"Alright then, come up yourself."
I parked the car, went upstairs, and she was already at the door. I grinned at her. As soon as I entered, I saw her husband, a sleazy-looking old man in his fifties. I immediately went over to exchange pleasantries. Her husband was quite polite, "Oh dear, I really didn't know we had a guest. He just told me, and I didn't even prepare anything." I quickly pulled out a cigarette, "You're too kind, Sister X is a senior colleague (she's a government official), and my house is nearby, plus I know a bit about computers." Then I turned to her and made a face, saying, "Where are you?" Only then did I realize she seemed a little nervous; her expression looked unnatural. I immediately gave her a wink. She softened her expression, smiled, and pointed to the bedroom, saying, "Over there, I'll take you." So I smiled at her husband, and we went in together
. Her husband kept saying, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work." I thought to myself, "Yeah, it must have been quite tiring when I ejaculated inside your wife, hehe." Her husband was in the living room. We went into the room. The computer desk was in the corner of the room, forming a blind spot with the door. We sat down, and she stood next to me. I looked down to press the power button, and her buttocks were facing me (she was wearing pajamas). I looked up and casually pinched her plump buttocks. She was startled, lightly punched me, and said, "You have the guts..." "That's huge! You really dare to come? Don't do anything reckless, or you'll be finished if they find out." I was already so pent up that my penis was about to burst. I grabbed her waist, pressed my head against her stomach, and took a deep breath of her scent. With one hand, I guided her hand to stroke my penis through my pants. She flinched, but I pressed her back down. She could only turn her head to look at the doorway, her face twisted as she fiddled with my pants. She seemed very scared, but she had been holding back for a long time, and she couldn't resist touching my hard penis. We were locked in a stalemate for half a minute when suddenly her husband called out from the kitchen, "XX, we're out of groceries. I'll go buy some." "Hey, come and pick out these green beans." We were startled and quickly shrank back, reminding me of being called back by the teacher when I was copying from a book during an exam. Both of our faces turned bright red, and our hearts felt like they were about to jump out of our chests. She immediately replied, "Okay, coming," and then turned and left. A moment later, her husband came in and said with a smile, "You go ahead and do your work. Have dinner before you leave. I'm going to buy some groceries. We're out of food." I pretended to be fixing a computer and turned back to him, saying, "Don't bother. We're all family here. Just order whatever you want." He said, "Okay, okay. We'll need to buy groceries anyway. You go ahead and do your work." Then he turned and left, only to hear the security door knock.
As I heard his footsteps fade into the distance, my heart began to itch intensely, like claws were scratching at it. I hesitated for a moment, then steeled myself, got up, and quietly walked towards the kitchen. She was picking green beans on the stove with her back to me. I knew her back was an erogenous zone, so I suddenly hugged her tightly and squeezed her hard. She didn't know I was behind her, and the sudden stimulation made her gasp. When she realized it was me, she collapsed onto the stove, letting out a soft moan. I moved my hand to her breasts and said, "I've missed you so much," then kneaded them vigorously. Two weeks of restraint had turned her moans into trembling, intense growls—the unique scent of a mature woman. I knew time was running out, so I quickly pulled down her pants. Unexpectedly, she immediately grabbed my waistband and said, "No, he'll be back soon." "How long will it take?"
I asked. "About ten minutes." "That's enough." "No, I'm scared." At this point, I started to lose my temper. I forcefully pinned her against the stove, pressing down on her back with one hand, making her form an inverted 'L' shape. With the other hand, I pried her hands open and pulled her underwear and pajama pants together down to her knees. She murmured, her mouth glazed over, "No, no, he'll be back..." Her hands stopped resisting and instead, she turned her back to explore my penis. Unfortunately, her arms were too short, and after a while, only her fingertips brushed against my glans. Even through my pants, it felt incredibly pleasurable in this environment. I touched her vulva with one hand, and damn, this is probably what a flood looks like. I unzipped my pants, and my penis sprang into her butt crack, accompanied by another low growl that fascinated me from the depths of my heart. I knew time was running out, and I needed to finish quickly. She was a bit chubby, and her vulva was quite wide. In this position, I could probably only get half of it in, which wouldn't be very pleasurable. If it came out too slowly, it would be unbearable. So, I scraped her vulva deeply with my thumb, smeared the resulting vaginal fluid on her anus, then inserted my penis into her vulva, moistened it with the fluid, pulled it out, gripped the base tightly, and started to try to penetrate her anus. But strangely, her usually easy-to-penetrate anus was impossible to penetrate today, no matter how hard I tried. The head of my penis was pressed down... She noticed it was wrinkled and deformed, saying it was probably because she was too nervous; her anus wasn't responding to her commands. Damn, so frustrating! I used my thumb to apply some of her vaginal fluid and probed inside to let her adjust. She moaned "Oh, oh," and my penis got even harder. It was definitely much tighter than before; it was difficult to even insert my finger. Her anus was so tight around the base of my finger that it was hard to move. I thrust in and out a few times, then quickly pulled out. Before her anus was completely closed, I pushed my penis against it. This time… I inserted half of my glans, and she cooperated by spreading her buttocks with her hands. I gently thrust in and out, little by little, squeezing into her anus until it was fully inside. I squinted, inserting the entire length of my penis, holding it there for about ten seconds, feeling the warmth inside and the tightness at the base. Then I opened my eyes, lifted her nightgown, and reached behind her to pinch her nipples with my fingers. My buttocks began to sink in and out, like a pile driver. She writhed in a daze. She moved her hips, a little resistant, a little compliant. I asked her what was wrong, and she said her anus was so dry, it felt like it was about to crack. I was about to apply some more vaginal fluid when I suddenly noticed a bottle of Golden Dragon cooking oil on my left. Haha, here comes the trick! I pulled out my penis, opened the oil bottle, poured some into my palm, and smeared it on her anus. Then I used my fingers to spread her anus open, placing one finger on it to let the oil flow in. She saw it but didn't say anything, just twisted her hips as if urging me to hurry up. I thrust deeper again, this time more smoothly. My oily hands roamed over her buttocks, making them shiny and intoxicating. The scene was incredibly chaotic. Low moans escaped her body, further stimulating my nerves. Each time, I pulled the head of my penis to her anus and then thrust hard, the tight feeling sliding rapidly from the head to the base of my penis. (This is my experience with anal sex, it feels great, I recommend everyone try it if you have the chance.) The pleasurable feeling is indescribable. As time passed, my heart became more and more nervous, and in my haste, my movements became more and more intense. She no longer cared about the environment, her screams grew louder and louder, and she gripped my hands tightly on her buttocks. I closed my eyes and savored the sensation. This intense stimulation, this urgent, itchy feeling, gradually accumulated in my abdomen, accumulating until finally, "Oh!" I roared, my body trembling, releasing that urgent feeling. My countless offspring rushed into her anus. After a few seconds of intense excitement, I slowly thrust in and out, savoring the moment. She was completely limp, lying prone... I rested briefly on the green beans she had just picked, then pulled out my penis, some semen leaking out. She immediately closed her anus. After putting on her clothes, she turned to face me. I noticed water on half of her face. What happened? She said she was having so much fun that she didn't even notice her saliva dripping onto the stove. She just leaned down and it got on her. I laughed out loud. She pushed me to sit on the computer desk, then kissed me and said, "I'm really impressed by you. You're the epitome of audacious lust." I chuckled and said, "You were having a great time too, weren't you? It takes two to tango." She punched me again and turned to go to the kitchen.
About three minutes later, her husband came back. I thought to myself, "Damn, that's amazing." We got along very well at dinner that night, and I even had some drinks with her husband. I naturally kept to myself and said I was going to drive. Her husband was so flattered by me that he got carried away and drank too much. He went to the bathroom repeatedly, and of course, I wasn't idle during that time. I groped her all over, and her vaginal fluid was all over my hand, haha.

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