A wife burning with desire~~

Watching an HBO movie on TV late at night, the phone suddenly rang. It was Xiao Yang calling.
"Ah, why are you calling so late?"
"Oh! Jingjing, I'm sorry, you're still awake, aren't you?"
"What's up?"
"Jingjing, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."
Xiao Yang's voice was magnetic, and every word he spoke was irresistible.
"How about this? Tomorrow night at the coffee shop in the National Hotel, I'll wait for you at 6:30."
Before I could decide, his words made up my mind: "I won't disturb your sleep, goodbye."
His simple and cheerful invitation left me with no choice but to accept. I slowly put down the phone, a moment of confusion leaving me stunned. If I were to go on the date again, I would be crossing the line into a dangerous situation for my marriage, but could I refuse?
I met Xiao Yang at a dinner party. He was a car salesman, and my main area of property insurance is vehicles. He entered my life six months after my miscarriage. That year, after the year-end party at Lianyuan, everyone went to a karaoke bar until 1 a.m. After paying the bill, Xiao Yang volunteered to drive me home. On the way, his conversation showed that he was very knowledgeable. He could talk eloquently, but he was never boring.
When we stopped at a red light, he gently cupped my face in his hand and said, "I love you!"
His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to react. I gazed into his eyes, which were filled with deep affection, yet I was so flustered and at a loss for words. I even closed my eyes and waited, my lips dry and my heart racing. Finally,
he kissed me, his rich, moist lips pressing against mine. I was so nervous and confused, like a child who had done something wrong. He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness and weakness wash over me. I couldn't resist taking deep, passionate breaths. There was no denying that I liked his touch. He stroked my cheeks, my thighs, my navel, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts.
A feeling of guilt made me freeze suddenly. I pushed him away and lowered my head.
"No, I already have a husband."
He didn't insist and sat still beside me. We just sat there in the dim light of the car, lost in thought. The cars behind us honked their horns, urging us to move on.
Just as we passed the redevelopment zone, Xiao Yang suddenly stopped the car and hugged me again. I couldn't help but rub against him, kiss him passionately, and caress his body. He impulsively lifted my clothes and kissed my breasts. We couldn't suppress our desires. The passionate caresses were particularly exciting. He reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.
"Ah! No! You can't!" I said,
but undeniably, alcohol makes people bolder, and now we both needed it. It was
the first time I'd been touched and kissed by a man other than my husband, and I was both shocked and scared. Xiao Yang lowered the back of my electric chair, lifted my skirt, and kissed my legs through my stockings. I trembled uncontrollably, just like when my husband and I were first intimate. I let his lips and hands roam over my body, stroking my feet and kissing them incessantly, even pulling my hand to touch his penis.
When my hand touched his penis, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, and at the same time, my vagina began to secrete fluid. When his hand touched my slightly moist area, my whole body went limp.
Xiao Yang clumsily tried to pull down my stockings and panties, but the cramped car and my nervousness prevented me from moving. Then he tore them open and began licking my labia, occasionally nibbling and tugging at my thick pubic hair. When he teased my clitoris with his tongue, I was overwhelmed by desire. I gripped his hair tightly, swaying my hips, trying to get his tongue to lick my clitoris deeply. My breathing grew heavier and heavier.
For six months since my miscarriage, my husband hadn't allowed me any contact with him when he came home; all the pent-up desire was released. My cheeks started to burn, and my body gradually lost its strength. Xiao Yang used a pillow to prop up my hips, then used his hand to guide the head of his penis, tentatively rubbing it back and forth against my labia. He then moistened the head with some saliva and slowly inserted his hard, large penis into my vagina.
However, because his shape was slightly different from my husband's, the slightly curved penis occasionally touched my G-spot during the thrusting. I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and after another round of vigorous thrusting, I orgasmed. I released my grip on him and lay weakly on the chair. Xiao Yang, still drunk, showed no sign of stopping and continued to thrust into my vagina.
His relentless assault showed no signs of abating. I was completely exhausted. I muttered to myself. Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen inside me.
I lay there, stunned, my conscience forcing me to sob. Xiao Yang used tissues from the car to wipe my genitals. Seeing me still crying, he covered me with his coat and drove off.
I wrapped myself tightly in Xiao Yang's coat and returned to my apartment, terrified the building manager would see my torn stockings. Once inside, I went straight to the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror after our passion. Xiao Yang's semen remained in my vagina, sticky and wet. I washed myself repeatedly. I was a slut; I had wronged my husband. I had slept with another man. The inner turmoil kept me awake all night.
For the next month, I avoided seeing Xiao Yang completely, until we ran into each other again at a New Year's dinner party. He acted nonchalant, but I was incredibly nervous, terrified of being noticed by my colleagues. We met at the restroom door.
He whispered in my ear, "If you continue, people will find out." Then he wanted to talk to me after dinner, but I refused.
After the party, I returned home, and just as I was about to close the door, Xiao Yang rushed in. Before I could scream, he had already sealed my lips with his. I broke free and slapped him. But after the crisp sound of the slap, I was captivated by his deep, affectionate eyes. We stood there, frozen. The gaze that had fueled my dreams every night for the past month was now truly before me.
Xiao Yang's hands began to roam over my thighs, the gentle sensation battling with my conscience. But desire triumphed over my conscience, and I lay back, letting Xiao Yang caress and kiss me.
To be honest, Xiao Yang was much gentler with me than my husband. My husband always rushed through his sexual gratification and then ignored me, while Xiao Yang's foreplay and his special penis... That time in the car almost made me talk about it in my sleep when my husband went back to Taiwan for the Lunar New Year. When he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily felt strange sensations. He kneaded my breasts and even sucked on my two sensitive nipples. He kissed me all over my body. He kissed my face, my earlobes, my neck, my vulva, and even licked my toes. Finally, his nimble tongue attacked my genitals, gently biting my crotch, making me tremble with pleasure. His
newly grown beard prickled my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. Then he lifted my legs, exposing my anus and vulva completely to him. I shyly closed my eyes; Xiao Yang was actually licking my large anus! This was something my husband had never done since we got married. Every time, he would hastily tease my clitoris with his hand before inserting himself. Xiao Yang's lick sent my soul soaring.
My vagina felt itchy, like a million ants crawling inside. I gradually swayed my hips, trying to relieve the itch by cooperating with Xiao Yang's tongue. He stirred his tongue inside my vagina, and after each stirring, he would lick my swollen clitoris hard. Each lick deepened my desire; morality had vanished. All I wanted now was for a man to penetrate me. My mouth was dry with excitement, and all I could make were monotonous sounds like "Mmm~~~~~! Ah~~~~~!" Xiao Yang lifted my legs, arching them into a curled shape. My eyes were slightly open, revealing my small, plump vulva. My pubic hair was wet with his saliva. Xiao Yang guided his penis with one hand, slowly inserting it into my vagina. Gradually, he increased the speed, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My vagina swallowed Xiao Yang's thick, hard penis. The fluid I secreted due to excitement made the surrounding area wet. As Xiao Yang moved, it made a squeaking sound, his penis pulling in and out of my little hole with a "splash! splash!" sound.
Xiao Yang lifted my legs onto his shoulders, guided his penis to my vaginal opening, and, with the wetness flowing from my labia, thrust his hips forward with lightning speed, penetrating deep into my vagina.
I let out a soft "Ah!" and closed my eyes, enjoying the unique pleasure of Xiao Yang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina.
I moved my hips up and down in sync with Xiao Yang's rhythm, welcoming his penis deeper into my vagina. My moans and Xiao Yang's panting echoed in the living room. My husband had thrust into my vagina many times on this same sofa, but now it was Xiao Yang's turn. I was burning with desire and couldn't care less about anything else.
Only in my dreams could I feel the fullness and pleasure of being filled with a penis. This was happening right now, and my excitement reached its peak. I involuntarily let out a cry. My whole body went limp with pleasure. Xiao Yang had brought me to orgasm again. This was a pleasure my husband hadn't given me in a long time.
I gasped and moaned, trying to say something, but I couldn't speak. I had to open my mouth to breathe, but his mouth sealed mine. Now I was sitting on the sofa, and he had taken my legs off his shoulders. His hard penis was still inside me. He was kissing me deeply while teasing my nipples. The fullness of his penis inside me made me hold onto Xiao Yang, not wanting him to move.
After a few minutes, Xiao Yang began to thrust into me gently again. The passion I had just experienced made me want to orgasm again. I released my arms from his embrace and moved my hands to his hips, instructing Xiao Yang to lift me up heavily. Xiao Yang's hands weren't idle either; one hand played with my breasts while the other rubbed my clitoris with his thumb, giving me an electric shock-like sensation.
After a while, he deeply penetrated my vagina, ejaculating hot semen. I couldn't help but moan. The throbbing sensation of his penis ejaculating gave my vagina another inexplicable pleasure.
After ejaculating, I didn't want Xiao Yang to pull his penis out, but he knelt down and vigorously licked my clitoris, bringing me to a second orgasm. After resting for a while, Xiao Yang picked me up and carried me into the bathroom to shower. Under the bathroom light, I could finally see Xiao Yang's penis clearly; even when it was limp, it was still quite large. Unlike my husband.
The feeling after two orgasms left me exhausted, and soaking in the hot water gradually calmed my passion. My sense of morality returned and battled within me. Xiao Yang knelt by the bathtub, caressing me, then looked at me with eyes I couldn't resist.
"You're not allowed to come to my house again," I said.
Xiao Yang nodded tenderly and said, "Then you can't avoid me anymore."
I nodded, struggling internally.
After drying myself and putting on my pajamas, Xiao Yang was already dressed. I saw him to the elevator and watched him leave.
I was left wondering how he managed to get past the security guard and into my house.

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