[Urban] Married Women and Young Wives' Adulterous Affairs (Complete) - 40 Chapters

Chapter 119: Inviting a Wolf into the House!

The young widow Hou Xiaomei was bright and beautiful, with skin as smooth as snow and a particularly alluring figure. However, she often lamented her ill fate—she was only twenty-five years old.

This was the height of her sexual desire, her yearning for men intense, and her enjoyment of carnal pleasure boundless.

But, because of a large inheritance, she was not allowed to remarry. Confined in her youth, she felt increasingly lonely, and her appearance inevitably became haggard.

Fortunately, her family kept many cats and dogs, which were originally only used for guarding the house. Suddenly, Hou Xiaomei had a flash of inspiration and set her sights on a magnificent and large male wolfhound named "Dolly."

As night fell, the young widow Hou Xiaomei changed into her pajamas, left her room, walked through the corridor and around the flower path, and came to the flower bushes beside the garden. She called out sweetly, "Dolly!" The huge wolfhound, upon hearing its mistress's call, immediately wagged its tail and barked softly in welcome. Hou Xiaomei beckoned, and Dolly followed her back into the boudoir.

After closing the door, Hou Xiaomei took off her pajamas and tossed them onto a chair.

Instantly, her beautiful body, her full breasts, her slender waist, her large buttocks, her taut vulva, her soft, glossy pubic hair, her bright red labia, and her glistening thighs were all revealed.

Ah, so beautiful! Indescribably beautiful! At that moment, Hou Xiaomei slapped the bed, and Dolly leaped onto it, its eyes fixed on its mistress.

Hou Xiaomei immediately hugged its long face, her face full of flirtatious laughter, her eyes blurring into slits, revealing an expression of boundless joy.

"Oh, Dolly is really mischievous," it said, gently embracing Hou Xiaomei's neck. It then raised its head, sniffing her breasts with its lip, while its long tongue licked her full nipples. Its swaying tail swept between Hou Xiaomei's legs, making her giggle. She must have felt incredibly itchy. Suddenly, Hou Xiaomei reached out her delicate hand to rub its furry nipples. As she rubbed them, she laughed and scolded, "Oh, you can be so naughty! Sniffing my breasts with your mouth, and your tail is making me so itchy! Oh, I'm itchy to the bone! You've made my vulva wet!" Hou Xiaomei said, her expression showing extreme urgency.

Her jade-like hands worked hard, vigorously stroking its penis. Her soft breasts heaved rapidly, her breath coming in gasps, her body tense and restless. As Hou Xiaomei played with its penis, she saw that Dolly's penis, as expected, was stretched out. Under the soft light, the penis was so red and bright, its tip wet and slippery. Judging by its size, it was quite several inches long. The penis went straight up, from the tip to the thick shaft. When Hou Xiaomei saw its penis stretched out, she was overjoyed. Pointing at it with a seductive air, she said, "Dolly, you've got some tricks up your sleeve! You sucked on my nipples, rubbed my vulva with your tail, and you even thought of that! I've teased you enough, why don't you go and use your penis to play with my vulva?" As she spoke, she lay back on the bed, padded her buttocks with soft pillows, and raised her vulva.

The wolfhound, seeing her high, glistening vulva, emitting a sweet, fleshy fragrance, couldn't help but drool. It immediately lowered its head and extended its long, thick, yet soft and resilient tongue, sucking on her vulva repeatedly.

Sometimes it even tried to suck into the slit with the tip of its tongue, but it couldn't, because its tongue was too thick and large; it could only lick the flowing vaginal fluid.

It thought of Hou Xiaomei's vaginal fluid as sweet and fragrant, how delicious it was! It wanted to stick its tongue in and lick more, but it could never reach it. When Dori's broad tongue touched her clitoris during its frequent, dense licking, Hou Xiaomei immediately felt a strong, stimulating itch. She quickly pulled her buttocks inward, clenching her fists, feeling an immense sense of pleasure. Her delicate mouth chuckled softly.

Dolly's tongue licked for a moment, then, still unwilling to give up, she pried open Hou Xiaomei's labia with the tip of her tongue, trying to insert it close to her vulva, but still couldn't get in. This caused Dolly's muscles to tighten, so she forcefully scraped her vulva and clitoris several times with her tongue.

This forceful scraping of the clitoris made Hou Xiaomei feel as if her bones were about to fall apart; she felt an indescribable tingling and itching all over her body.

Because the tender flesh inside her vulva and the most sensitive clitoris were being scraped by Dolly's rough, unslippery tongue several times, she felt extremely pleasurable, even her heart was filled with joy.

Hou Xiaomei kicked her legs wildly, her body swaying like willow branches in the wind, her plump buttocks constantly jiggling, as she cried out desperately, "Oh, you thing, you're asking for trouble! How can you lick my delicate vulva like this? Oh, I'm really being licked to death by you! You've ripped my heart out! It's so itchy! Ugh, Dolly, you can lick all you want, but why are you licking so hard? Xuexue is scratching my vulva so itchy!" At this moment, after he scraped Hou Xiaomei's vulva several times, her vaginal fluids flowed out in torrents. Dolly, the wolfhound, heard his mistress tell him to go slowly, and he really did lick slowly...

Hou Xiaomei felt an infinite pleasure at this moment, so she forcefully lifted her vulva and let it suck and scrape her to its heart's content.

After some time, Hou Xiaomei looked down at it and saw Dolly licking its vulva with its tongue. She chuckled seductively and said, "Dolly, take a break. I think you've licked your vulva until it's tasteless. Look at you, you just want to mess around, huh? Oh well, I'll mess around then. Lift that long, hairy face up, it makes me uncomfortable." With that, she squeezed her legs together, about to sit up, but then turned back to a normal position before letting it mess around.

Hou Xiaomei held its penis in her hand and continued, "Dolly, now it's your turn. Don't be naughty, or you'll tear my vulva."

As she spoke, Hou Xiaomei parted her legs, grasped its long penis, and guided it to her vaginal opening. She also used her hands to spread her labia, then placed its penis outside her vagina. She then used her hands to support her plump buttocks, lifting her vulva to bring it closer.

It turned out that Dolly's penis, although quite long, was much thinner at the front than at the back.

Hou Xiaomei held Dolly's penis in her hand, and with her plump buttocks assisting in the thrusting motion, it had already penetrated about two inches.

Hou Xiaomei immediately felt as if a hot iron bar had been inserted into her vagina, burning her intensely itchy vulva with a tingling, numbing sensation—a truly pleasurable sensation. Hou Xiaomei's alluring

eyes were blurred, and she kept moaning softly, seemingly weak and vulnerable. However, her beautiful face was flushed with a rosy hue, a proud and alluring face. Unfortunately, Dolly couldn't understand what she was seeing.

If it were an ordinary person, seeing such a beautiful woman in their arms, they would be truly captivated. Seeing Hou Xiaomei's alluring face, how could one not feel a tingling sensation deep within their bones? Hou Xiaomei suddenly let out a soft, seductive laugh. She turned her alluring eyes, gazing at Dori's long face with watery eyes, and said with a half-scolding smile, "Oh dear, this thing of yours is really no good! It's not even fully inside yet! Why are you turning that penis around so quickly? Oh, no…don't…" "Move! My pussy is about to be pried open! Oh, you short-haired beast! You're so inconsiderate! After this, see if I'll still play with you! You've made my pussy itchy and painful, you're practically trying to kill me! Oh, you're at it again!"

After Hou Xiaomei finished speaking, she looked extremely aroused, her hands gripping the long, protruding dog penis, as if she was reluctant to pull it out, while she closed her seductive eyes and made soft moans.

Her flesh was trembling, her muscles quivering, and she had an expression of unbearable pleasure. Her hands, which were gripping the penis, naturally inserted it, gradually pushing it in to about four inches. But even that length of four inches was enough for her to enjoy.

All that could be seen was Hou Xiaomei's jade-like legs bracing themselves against the bedposts, her vulva thrusting high towards the penis. Her slender waist twisted and turned incessantly, causing her two large breasts to sway and undulate like waves.

Dolly's penis had completely filled her vulva, parting her plump, peach-like vulva, even squeezing out the gushing, lustful fluids.

Hou Xiaomei felt her vulva burning with desire, her lust raging wildly. She moaned incoherently, grasping the exposed portion of the penis and mimicking men's thrusting motions. As Hou Xiaomei's vulva tightly swallowed Dolly's penis, her own thrusting allowed it to press firmly against the inner walls of her vagina.

Under the constant scraping, Hou Xiaomei's fair and smooth body trembled as if struck by an electric current, and her moans became even more incessant. Her jade-like hands, gripping the penis and thrusting in and out, tightened and intensified, producing a chorus of squelching and squelching sounds that resembled loud, strange cries.

Hou Xiaomei felt incredibly pleasurable and comfortable from the scraping and rubbing of Dolly's penis. Her eyes narrowed, her lips quivered, and her waist swayed gently, causing her large breasts to tremble and sway as if about to fall.

Hou Xiaomei was still vigorously moving her round, full, fair, and tender buttocks like a lion's head in a dance, and she couldn't help but cry out with lustful eyes, "Oh, I'm so happy! Your penis has gotten so much bigger! Look, it's filling my vagina completely! Oh, it's so hard again! The feeling I got tonight is so sweet! My vagina is so tight and itchy from your penetration, it's making my bones feel like they're falling apart! It's really making me so happy!" "You're so weak, like you're dead, Dolly! You've given me a good time, but my hands are tired from all that thrusting. Ugh, I'm exhausted!" Hou Xiaomei moaned, her voice trembling with lust. She looked completely helpless, her hands frantically thrusting in and out of Dolly's penis, causing it to freeze, completely still, as Hou Xiaomei continued to pump it in and out. Indeed

, that wolfhound, though a beast that knew nothing of human nature, still possessed sexual desire. Now, having intercourse with its mistress's tight, narrow vagina, it felt less satisfied than when mating with its own kind, when its penis was fully inserted. However, Hou Xiaomei's vagina had already swallowed two-thirds of Dolly's penis.

Dorina the wolfhound also began to enjoy it. His penis secreted lubricating fluid, mixed with Hou Xiaomei's copious vaginal fluid, making her vulva as smooth as an oil drum. So, with a little effort, Hou Xiaomei could tightly grip his penis with her narrow vagina. After his frenzied, rapid thrusting, he gradually gained control. Generally,

when dogs mate, the glans penis swells seven to eight times its normal size inside the vagina when it experiences pleasure. At this point, it seems rooted to the spot, impossible to pull out or shake off. Only when the pleasure subsides can it be easily withdrawn. Simultaneously, the vas deferens on the swollen glans opens its small mouth to suckle the clitoris of the vulva.

At this moment, Hou Xiaomei, as if possessed, gripped his penis and thrust it in and out wildly. The pleasure they both derived was indescribable. Once Dolly felt boundless ecstasy, his glans, taking advantage of Hou Xiaomei's thrusting, would suck on her clitoris with its swollen opening each time it touched her.

Hou Xiaomei, caught off guard by Dolly's unexpected attack, immediately felt a slight tingling sensation in her clitoris, and her body involuntarily released streams of vaginal fluid, some of it flowing out of her plump buttocks.

Hou Xiaomei continued thrusting as usual, the sounds of "whoosh" and "squeak" from the thrusting of his penis sounding exceptionally pleasant. Hou Xiaomei squeezed Dolly's penis, thrusting and penetrating her small clitoris, and then gave it a heavy sucking.

Hou Xiaomei arched her slender waist forcefully, her plump buttocks swaying slightly. Then, panting heavily, she cried out, "Oh, that's great! Tonight, you might just take my manhood off! Oh, Dolly, why are you sucking my clitoris so hard, it's so itchy! I think you're deliberately making things difficult for me, you beast! Dolly, look, you've made me so wet! My thighs and buttocks are soaking wet! Oh, you're at it again! I'm going to die from you! You've sucked my clitoris to pieces! No... no, I can't take it anymore! Dolly, I beg you, please don't let your penis head come out!" Hou Xiaomei closed her eyes... Her alluring eyes opened, her face flushed with a seductive blush. She chuckled, half-scolding, half-scolding, and said, "Oh, you cunning Dolly! I've already exhausted myself to the point of weakness, I need a rest, but you insist on bothering me with your tail. I absolutely hate you, you beast!" At this moment, Hou Xiaomei angrily slapped its leg and gave it a hateful glare. She then reached down and began to manipulate its penis, twisting and turning its waist to loosen its muscles as she did so. Her legs swayed and kicked, and she would sometimes stroke its furry body with her hand. Her face showed a mixture of hatred and love, and she looked at Dolly with her seductive eyes, which were brimming with lust.

Suddenly, as if tickled by the wolfhound's penis, Hou Xiaomei said in a seductive voice, "Dolly, be quiet and rest a bit. I just want to have some fun with you. Why are you in such a hurry? You're making my vulva itchy and uncomfortable. But I'm not done yet. I'm really exhausted. Even if I hang myself... I need to catch my breath." After saying this, Hou Xiaomei gave it a sidelong glance.

Unexpectedly, the wolfhound Dolly had aroused its animalistic instincts tonight and was already getting impatient. It kept nibbling and sucking its glans at Hou Xiaomei's clitoris. Hou Xiaomei giggled and swayed her plump buttocks vigorously from side to side, trying to avoid its glans, but it continued to suck on her clitoris.

Hou Xiaomei had rested for a while, her anger had subsided, and her tired body had recovered. Seeing Dolly's current state, she knew he was also impatient, so she chuckled and said, "Dolly, I see you've been waiting impatiently. Now I'll come with you! Who's afraid of you, Dolly? Just you wait and see! If I don't make you surrender, I'm not a true Hou!" After saying that, she grasped his penis again with boundless lust and began thrusting in and out.

Hou Xiaomei's demeanor this time was different from her previous eagerness. Instead, she was steady and methodical, her two fair and clean legs swaying gracefully, her slender waist moving lightly, her eyes sparkling with seductive allure, and she was moaning softly.

Hou Xiaomei, after resting, was indeed very different from before. This time, she used all her skills, following the proper order of sexual techniques.

Hou Xiaomei's move was truly impressive. She was holding Dolly's small penis between her fingers, rubbing and squeezing it. Dolly's vagina contracted and relaxed, her waist twisted, her legs swayed, and you could even see her body trembling through the furry opening. Her long tail, which had been swaying back and forth, had stopped moving. While

playing with Dolly's penis, Hou Xiaomei gently stroked the tender flesh between its hind legs. Strangely enough, the long penis, except for the four inches or so inserted inside Hou Xiaomei's vagina, now trembled and began to extend and retract.

The wolfhound, Dolly, was casually manipulated by Hou Xiaomei, ending up in this state. If a man were to be played with like this by her, even a strong and robust man would likely be unable to resist, becoming completely disoriented, weak-kneed, and unable to withstand the onslaught, ultimately ejaculating and leaving in shame. After playing for a while, Hou Xiaomei suddenly chuckled and said, "Dolly, I wasn't afraid of you just now. Look at you here… um, don't ejaculate so quickly! I want to play with you a little more, Dolly! Aren't you ashamed?" "Once someone starts moving, you can't resist and you're still being cunning and sly?" At this moment, Hou Xiaomei and Na Duoli felt a little tired again. She said in a seductive tone, "Duoli, my hands are about to break from all this playing around. Let's change positions." As Hou Xiaomei spoke, she forcefully pulled out the penis, turned her body to the side and lay face down on the bed like a lion, raising her pink and white smooth buttocks high. She giggled and reached out her jade hand, pinched the penis, and inserted it into her vagina between her legs.

Hou Xiaomei chuckled and said, "Dolly, is this okay? My hands are too tired from the previous position, so I have to change. Now you can thrust in and out yourself. Don't just keep it rigidly inside my vagina. You have to suck the head of your penis on my clitoris. I need to enjoy myself for a while before I climax. Don't blame me for using tricks if you don't listen to me." As Hou Xiaomei spoke, she leaned back with her plump buttocks and twisted her breasts, rubbing her pink nipples against its hairy legs.

However, although Hou Xiaomei said this, how could the wolfhound imitate her actions and skillfully insert its penis into her vagina? So, it had to resort to its usual mating techniques, swelling its glans inside Hou Xiaomei's vagina until it was completely filled, and then sucking on her clitoris, sucking in waves. This made her very happy.

Look at Hou Xiaomei, her body swaying, her pink buttocks swaying, crying out, "Oh, Dolly, you've made me so itchy! Oh, mine... I'm coming too!" After a few more moans, her body could no longer straighten up, and she lay limply on the bed, her plump buttocks, which had been raised high, lowering weakly and slowly.

Dolly, perhaps feeling the heat of Hou Xiaomei's hot, sticky semen, couldn't help but ejaculate as well. After Dolly finished ejaculating, its long penis returned to her belly. Hou

Xiaomei lay there limply for a while before stretching her waist, sitting up, taking a towel to wipe away the semen and semen that had flowed out, and then putting her clothes back on.

A scene of human and dog having sex brought this to a close. This

is the 120th installment of my story about having sex with someone else's wife in bed .

This story is based on my true experience. I'm writing it down now, not knowing whether it's out of regret or to escape these memories of love and pain...

After graduating from university, I was assigned to a factory in this ordinary southern city. The factory was almost located between the city center and the suburbs, and transportation was extremely inconvenient. On my first day, I rode a muddy bus, swaying and enduring the angry shouts of the conductor and passengers arguing. Looking at the roadside weeds outside the window, my mood was truly at its lowest point.

As is customary, newly assigned students had to do a year-long internship in the workshop. I was assigned to an assembly workshop, where my task was to do odd jobs, help the workers in the team with parts, and clean finished products. Every day, my life was a three-point line: dormitory, canteen, and workshop.

The atmosphere in the workshop was typical of a state-owned enterprise: inefficient and overstaffed. I spent half of my day hiding somewhere sleeping or reading the newspaper, or chatting and joking. However, I didn't have much in common with the workers in the workshop. It was all just gossip and trivial matters, which I found incredibly tiresome.

But Old Zhang, the team leader, was a nice guy—a very kind middle-aged man who took good care of me. As the saying goes, the more you work, the more you earn; the less you work, the less you earn. The average income in the workshop was pitifully low. For example, Old Zhang had worked in this factory for over ten years, and his basic salary was only a little over a hundred yuan, with bonuses only a few dozen yuan a quarter. As for me, my salary was barely enough for food; even peanuts and a bottle of beer were a luxury.

The boring days passed one after another, and I had been working for over a month. One morning, while I was reading the newspaper, several female workers from my team suddenly escorted a young woman into the workshop.

They all started asking her questions, and after a while, I understood. She was from the quality control department, responsible for our team's products. She had been on maternity leave for a few days, and today was her first day back at work. I looked at her from afar; she was wearing a red trench coat and black skinny jeans. Her black high heels made her appear very tall, and her makeup, though heavy, was very appropriate. Having recently given birth, her figure was full, especially her breasts, which were prominently displayed.

She suddenly glanced in my direction, her dark, bright eyes radiating elegance and tranquility, and I quickly lowered my head. With the crisp sound of her high heels, she walked to my side: "You're new here, right?"

"Yes, an intern."

"Oh, so you're a college graduate. Which mentor are you working with?"

"Mentor Qian."

"Then I'm your senior!"

After she left, the faint scent of her perfume lingered for a long time. From everyone's conversation, I learned her name was Xue Li, also a college graduate, and had been working here for three years. She was a well-known beauty in the factory, and her clothes were always very fashionable. However, what I found even more attractive was her refined气质 (qi zhi - a kind of elegant and refined demeanor). Strangely, her husband was an ordinary worker in a large collective enterprise with a less-than-stellar reputation. "Perhaps everyone has their own preferences," said Sister Zhao from the work group.

And so, Xue Li rejoined our work group, adding a touch of brightness to our otherwise mundane lives.

Time passed slowly, and we gradually became familiar with each other. We always had a lot in common, and coincidentally, we shared the same birthday, the only difference being that she was three years older than me. Knowing that I lived in a single dormitory and didn't have much to eat, she often cooked delicious food and brought it to me in a small, elegant lunchbox. Being careless, I often forgot to return it, so several lunchboxes piled up in my dorm room. When I thanked her, she always said, "Don't mention it, aren't I your senior?"

At her daughter's 100-day celebration, everyone in our class chipped in twenty yuan for her, but she insisted on returning it to me privately. I refused, and she later bought me a pretty little lighter, explaining that she thought it wasn't easy for me living alone. She also often said she would introduce me to a girlfriend sometime, so I wouldn't always bother her.

We talked about almost everything, but whenever the topic turned to her husband and family, she always avoided it, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes, making me feel that beneath her calm and elegant exterior, there must be something she didn't want to talk about.

One early summer day, she didn't go to work, asking someone to tell her she was sick. Even though it was only a day without seeing her, I felt a void. The next day, when I saw her again, I was shocked. Although she was still wearing light makeup, it couldn't hide her haggard face and slightly swollen eyes. When people asked her, she only said she had a cold, but I knew that wasn't true.

I quietly asked her, "Senior, I know you don't have a cold, can you tell me what's wrong?"

She hurriedly avoided my eyes, lowered her head, and tapped the table with her finger, without saying a word. The day passed like this, and she seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally avoiding me.

Because a batch of orders hadn't been completed, we had to work overtime that night. While getting food at the cafeteria, she saw no one around and suddenly said to me, "Xiao Yu, can you wait for me at the back of the workshop at 9 pm?"

I nodded, and she lowered her head and left.

The next few hours passed in a blur. I vaguely knew she was going to tell me something, but I didn't know how or how to listen, or what the outcome would be.

At 9 o'clock, I arrived at the lawn behind the factory as agreed. Silver moonlight filtered through the leaves, dappling the ground. It was quiet except for the chirping of crickets. She was already standing there waiting for me, wearing a pale yellow suit, flesh-colored stockings, and white high heels, which accentuated her full and shapely figure. Her loosely tied hair still smelled of shampoo—she had apparently just showered at the factory. My heart suddenly pounded, a premonition that something was going to happen tonight.

"Can I have a cigarette?"

were her first words. Just as I suspected, she began to tell me her story, a topic she had never wanted to discuss before. Her calm tone made it seem as if she were recounting something unrelated to herself.

Three years ago, she graduated and came here, the undisputed beauty of the factory, with a long string of suitors, but a dark figure had set his sights on her. This man is her current husband, a notorious bully. He's beaten up colleagues and superiors, and is constantly in police custody. He even lost his stable job and was sent to a large state-owned factory.

How could Xue Li possibly be interested in such a person? She resolutely rejected him. But little did she know that her nightmare was about to begin. From stalking and intimidation to causing trouble at Xue Li's parents' house and assaulting any man who had contact with her, he subjected her to this tyranny for almost a year. Watching her aging and haggard parents with tears in her eyes, Xue Li finally decided to give in—and marry him.

During their honeymoon, he pretended to be decent, but it wasn't long before he reverted to his old ways. He was lazy, a heavy drinker, and a gambler. If Xue Li showed the slightest dissatisfaction, he would verbally abuse her and even become violent. Xue Li was a strong-willed woman and didn't want to talk about these things in front of others because she didn't want to hurt her parents anymore. She always told them he was very good to her, but she could only shed her tears in secret.

After having a child, Xue Li thought he might have toned it down, but one morning when she went home to get something, she discovered him in bed with another glamorous woman.

After being discovered, he became even more brazen, openly bringing different women home, and even forcing Xue Li to sleep with his cronies, claiming it was a win-win situation. Xue Li refused, resulting in frequent verbal abuse and beatings…

The moonlight shone on her serene face, emitting a soft glow. Except for her slightly trembling eyelashes, no one could tell that she had just recounted such an experience. My heart ached terribly. I couldn't believe that beneath her elegant and tranquil exterior, she was enduring such misfortune and pain. I didn't know what to say, and could only stand silently behind her.

After a long while, she gently turned around and asked me, "Xiao Yu, do you like me?"

My head spun, and I didn't know how to answer. My hands instinctively reached for her shoulders, and she slid into my arms.

I could hardly breathe. Our lips finally met. Her lips were full and soft, but icy cold. I stroked her back; she trembled. I finally let out a deep breath and said, "My senior, I like you. Really, from the first moment I saw you, I couldn't control myself from liking you."

She didn't speak, but nuzzled my face with her cool, puppy-like nose, and continued to kiss me... We stood there embracing for a long time, until finally she told me I should go back. Watching her ride away on her bicycle, I felt only heartache, because I didn't know what kind of torment she would face from that scoundrel when she got back.

The next day, when we met again in the work group, although we both pretended to be nonchalant, I could sense a clear change in her. Her pretty face was radiant, and occasionally a hint of shyness and unease, typical of a girl experiencing first love, would flash in the corner of her eye.

A few days passed like this. It was May Day, a factory holiday. My roommate, Xiao Liu, had gone to another small city to see his girlfriend. I was reading in the dormitory when the mailroom downstairs called my phone. It was Xue Li calling. She said, "Can I come see you? I made you something nice to eat."

I said, "Of course."

So we agreed to meet downstairs at the dormitory at 7 pm.

It was a refreshing evening after the rain, and my mood seemed to have escaped from the sweltering cage.

When I saw her, I was amazed by her beauty. Her silver-gray suit made her look graceful, and her black stockings and high heels were so sexy and alluring. She smiled quietly when she saw me come out. I led her into the building, and as we passed the mailroom, the widowed woman looked at us with a strange gaze. Who cares!

As soon as we entered my room, I immediately locked the door, and we embraced tightly, kissing each other passionately. Xue Li's cheeks were flushed, and her starry eyes were hazy. I held her hot body, unable to control myself.

We slumped onto my bed, her fragrant breath mingling with hers as she softly asked, "Little brother, do you want me?"

I murmured, "Yes, sister. You know, this is my first time."

It was true; I'd kissed other girls in college, but never had any real physical intimacy.

Xue Li seemed a little surprised, then giggled and said, "Then shall I take you?"

I lay down on the bed, her arm around mine. She reached out and turned off the light, but since it was still early, we could still see everything clearly.

The mosquito net was lowered, and Xue Li gently lay on top of me, kicking off her shoes. I pleaded, "Sister, please don't take your shoes off, okay? I like you in high heels."

She shyly tapped my nose and said, "You little pervert."

But then she put her shoes back on.

Gently, my belt was unbuckled, and my penis sprang out, the swollen, red glans startling me. Xue Li said, "Wow, your baby's so big!"

I could only reply, "Because I love you!"

She lifted her skirt, revealing black panties, which I helped her take off. Xue Li casually slipped them onto her wrist. My hand caressed her buttocks, feeling their fullness and roundness. Her abdomen was still quite firm, not like that of a young married woman.

Xue Li insisted that I not see her private parts, so I had no choice but to give in. My hand then rested on her breasts, which were unbelievably full, probably because she was still breastfeeding.

Xue Li moaned softly, parted her legs, and gently sat down, holding my penis in her hand. I watched my thick penis slowly disappear beneath her pubic hair, and then I felt dizzy, as if I had entered another world—so warm, so moist, as if an indescribable electric current flowed through my entire body.

Xue Li lay on top of me, gently wriggling her hot body. Her warm breath brushed against my neck, tickling but so comfortable! My hand touched the point where our bodies were joined, clearly feeling my penis moving in and out of her vagina. With the wetness of her fluids, my body seemed to float, and my consciousness became somewhat hazy.

As Xue Li's moans grew louder, our movements became faster and faster… Finally, a tingling pleasure shot from my waist and legs to the back of my head, and my penis throbbed violently inside Xue Li. Xue Li let out a soft moan and lay on top of me for a long, long time.

When we remembered we should get up, night had already quietly fallen. I turned on the light and looked at my dear sister. Xue Li looked shy and complained, "Look at you, you've leaked so much, my skirt is all wet!"

I looked, and indeed, the back of her skirt was also soaked. I pulled her close around the waist and said, "Consider this a mark I left for you!"

She laughed, "You're so naughty, who wants your filth?"

I tickled her ribs and asked, "Is it really dirty?"

She struggled to break free, but failed. Finally, she nestled in my arms, closed her eyes, and whispered, "No, it's not dirty, I like it..."

From that day on, we began to experience a life we had never lived before, and life seemed to become richer. However, a very practical problem also lay before us: we had nowhere to make love. Her house was out of the question, and my dormitory, being a shared room, was also out of the question.

A few days later, Xue Li suddenly whispered to me, "Let's meet at the factory's playground tonight."

The playground was on the edge of the factory area, and apart from the annual sports meet, almost no one went there. It was surrounded by dense woods and was very quiet. I arrived there long beforehand, and all I could hear was the rustling of the leaves in the evening breeze.

Xue Li finally arrived gracefully, and I hugged her, saying, "Sister, I've missed you so much."

We were intimate for a while, and my penis became erect, pressing against her abdomen. Xue Li laughed, gently running her fingers over the area, and said, "You're being naughty again."

I smelled the warm, fleshy scent emanating from her neck and replied, "How could I be well-behaved? Unless I'm a eunuch."

Xue Li said, "Do you want me?"

I said, "Of course I do, but I can't!"

She said, "This way is fine too!"

I was curious how. Xue Li bent down and pulled off the right leg of her pantyhose and white panties, then loosened my belt, pulling out my already thick penis with her soft hands, breathing slightly, and said, "Come on, baby."

She leaned against the tree, raising her right leg to the side. I leaned back slightly, and it really was easy to penetrate her vagina. I held her right leg with my left hand and her buttocks with my right, her hands tightly wrapped around my back.

I began to thrust, and Xue Li began to moan, murmuring, "Little brother, fuck me, fuck me hard..."

I couldn't believe these words came from my usually dignified and elegant sister; I was so excited that my temples were throbbing.

We could both hear the wet, sensual sounds of our bodies colliding, our tongues intertwined, sucking at each other's desires and madness.

After a while, raindrops suddenly began to fall. Xue Li took a folding umbrella from her purse, opened it, and held it over our heads. Listening to the crisp sound of the raindrops hitting the umbrella, we became even more engrossed, not caring if others saw us.

Caressing and thrusting, my sister slowly moved her body to match my movements. Finally, I reached my climax, a surge of heat shooting deep into her. Suddenly, my sister began to sob softly. I was frightened, thinking something was wrong.

After a while, she said shyly, "I had an orgasm, really, this is the first time I've had one since I got married! It feels so good."

I asked, "Then why are you crying?"

She said, "I don't know, I just couldn't help crying."

Days passed, and many places outside the factory area bore the marks of our love. One evening, as usual, we met on a grassy field. I sat on the ground, legs outstretched, and Xue Li, facing me, lifted her short skirt to her waist and straddled me. We were tightly joined together again.

I stroked her exposed, snow-white buttocks when I suddenly noticed a middle-aged man who looked like a cadre watching us from afar. I was nervous and secretly moved a stone to my side, saying to Xue Li, "Someone's watching us."

She glanced back and said, "Ignore him, let him watch, let him have his eye."

Then she increased the intensity of her movements.

The man didn't do anything, except put his hand inside his pants and moved it up and down. Being watched while making love was surprisingly exciting, and we quickly reached our climax…

As the saying goes, if you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place. Although we were both careful to act normally at work, feelings are impossible to hide. Especially Xue Li, who often couldn't help but show affectionate expressions and gestures, and sometimes she would kiss me when no one was around. Gradually, rumors began to circulate, but she didn't seem to care much.

I was often in pain. I loved her, loved her as a person, and loved her incredibly sexy body, but I didn't know where our relationship would end. I also didn't know if I could overcome the pressure from family and society and be a third party in a relationship with someone three years older than me who already had a child. Moreover, the shadow of her husband always loomed between us.

Our ambiguous relationship finally reached its peak when Xiao Qu from our work group got married, and we all went to the wedding. After the wedding banquet, we went to the bridal chamber to make a ruckus. Because there were so many people and the room was small, it was very crowded. Xue Li and I sat on the bed against the wall and chatted with everyone. Because we had been drinking and were excited, she secretly pulled my right hand under her skirt from behind. Since the skirt was an elasticated long skirt, it was easy to slip it inside.

I unconsciously tried to reach down, and she leaned against me gently, slightly tilting her body forward. My index finger touched her anus; the tight folds contracted gently under my finger. Doing this in front of everyone made my heart pound.

Suddenly, my sister couldn't help but moan. Some people seemed to hear the sexy sound and looked at her strangely, but then quickly looked away, clearly realizing something.

After leaving Xiao Qu's house, I asked her, "Why were you making such a loud noise?"

She said, "I couldn't help it! Why are you touching there? It feels so lewd, I'm all wet."

We found a secluded spot nearby and immediately began to have sex. From then on, our affair became almost a public affair.

Autumn came quickly, and my sister's daughter turned one year old. I bought some gifts and went to my sister's house for her birthday party. There were seven or eight people there already, all friends of her and her husband. This was the first time I met her husband; he was a very ordinary-looking man, except for his thick hair and stubble. He looked at me with a strange gaze the whole time, so I had to pretend to be nonchalant.

Finally, the party ended, and everyone else said their goodbyes. After everyone had left, he said he was going to play mahjong and said to me, "Little brother, sit a little longer."

Then he got dressed and left.

I had a bad feeling and wanted to leave too, but my sister blocked the doorway, saying, "Stay with me a little longer, okay?"

I had no choice but to stay.

My sister pulled me to sit on the bed, and we naturally embraced. I pulled her pants down to her knees, then knelt on the bed, raised her legs and placed them on my shoulders, and quickly thrust into her already wet vagina. Having sex with someone else's wife in someone else's bed felt strangely indescribable.

I don't know when, but her daughter, lying beside the bed, woke up, staring at us with her dark eyes. My sister moaned and stroked her daughter, saying, "Little...baby, Uncle is... having sex with Mommy, you're not happy, are you...?"

In front of her daughter, we quickly ended our intimacy, and I left.

The next day, my sister didn't come to work. I didn't know what had happened and was very worried, with a bad feeling. As I walked to the cafeteria entrance for dinner, I was suddenly pulled aside by her husband and two other menacing-looking figures. My heart sank; I knew something bad was about to happen.

One of them pulled out a knife and held it to my neck, saying, "Brother, what did you do yesterday when I asked you to keep my wife company?"

I said nothing. He pulled out a cassette tape and said fiercely, "Damn, you guys were really into it! My tape recorder was under the bed, and you couldn't hear it. I've known about your dirty deeds for a long time; I just need some evidence."

I couldn't say anything more.

He said, "Come to my house at 8 PM, and I'll deal with you then. If you dare not come, I'll castrate you and make you all tainted throughout the entire factory."

Cowardly as I was, I dared not disobey. When I entered her house, I saw her husband and the two burly men sitting at the table, while my sister was curled up naked on the bed, her body covered in bruises.

Her husband pulled out a knife and said to her, "If you don't want me to cut off his penis in front of you, you'd better do as I say!"

My sister, tears streaming down her face, didn't move. The other two men stripped naked from their genitals. One pounced on Xue Li, gripping her breasts tightly and taking turns sucking on her nipples like a hungry dog. She closed her eyes tightly, tears of humiliation streaming down her face. The other man spread Xue Li's legs and reached down to her genitals, groping her, pinching her labia, rubbing her clitoris, and probing her vagina. My sister trembled, silently enduring the humiliation inflicted by the two lecherous men. I was forced to watch all of this, but I dared not resist, because these people were capable of anything.

The man played with her vulva for a short while, then spread her labia with one hand and, with the other, gripped his thick, dark penis, thrusting it deeply into her delicate body. She groaned and shook her head helplessly. I watched that penis thrusting in and out of my beloved's vagina, the clear "slap slap" of flesh colliding echoing in the air. Her labia were being pulled in and out, seemingly trying to push out yet also to suck in that penis.

Her husband watched lewdly, saying, "You slut, I let you fuck my buddy, and you still pretend to be a virgin. You two love each other, don't you? Let your lover see how you get fucked, worse than a whore!"

The man fucked her hard for a while, then ejaculated a large amount of semen into Xue Li's vagina. Just as he pulled his penis out, another man immediately inserted it into her vagina. My sister's face flushed, and her breathing became rapid. The physical pleasure was uncontrollable; she bit her lip hard, trying to stifle a sound.

Watching my beloved sister pinned down by another man, her vagina swallowing a thick, erect penis, slowly leaking fluids with each rapid, powerful thrust, I felt my own penis begin to swell. I desperately tried to suppress it, but it was no use. Oh God, what was happening to me!

The nightmare lasted for an unknown amount of time, until finally it all ended…

A few days later, she left the city, I only heard she went to Shenzhen. And I couldn't face the people around me anymore, so I went back to school through the postgraduate entrance exam.

Several years have passed, but this memory remains unforgettable. That love, that pain, I will never be able to escape.

Chapter 121: Passionate

Lovemaking with a Man by the Reed Marsh in the Suburbs. The spring before last, my family bought a Fukang car. From then on, the three of us, sometimes with my child's grandparents, often drove to the scenic spots around our home on weekends. On a Saturday morning near the end of summer vacation, my son was going to his art class at the Children's Palace. Friday night, I told my husband, "We can't drive out tomorrow."

He said, "Let's go somewhere new tomorrow."

I asked, "What about our son?"

He said, "That's why we chose tomorrow—so we don't have to take him."

I thought about it; we haven't had much time alone together during the day in recent years. Tomorrow, I wanted to experience some time alone with him again.

Saturday morning, after a quick breakfast, I dressed up in a pink and white blouse with a subtle floral pattern and a wide collar, skinny jeans, and black mid-heeled shoes. Looking in the mirror, I saw my high breasts peeking out from the neckline of my blouse, the tight jeans highlighting my full, rounded hips and shapely, long legs—a mature woman's alluring charm, sexy yet not vulgar. I felt good about myself. My husband gave me an admiring look and said, "My wife is still so beautiful, but I hope you'll change into a dress."

He then whispered in my ear, "I'm going to give you a good time later."

I was slightly surprised, but then I thought he was joking. I looked into his eyes and realized he was serious. Although I didn't know what he was up to, I obediently took off my jeans and put on a pair of flesh-colored silk pantyhose, a light blue long skirt, and a pair of white double-strap leather sandals. I looked in the mirror and thought I looked alright.

My son's class starts at 8:30 and ends at 11:00. We drove him to the district children's palace and told him we were going out to run some errands and that his grandfather might pick him up at noon.

My husband drove straight towards the ring road, heading towards the suburbs. He told me we were going to a newly developed wetland conservation and tourist area in the suburbs. It was called a wetland conservation area, but it was really just a lake surrounded by reeds. I said, "What's fun there?" My husband said, "There's water, reed beds, a wild atmosphere, and a beautiful, charming woman." I asked curiously, "What, what other woman?"

My husband said, "Look at you, silly. That seductive woman is you."

I said, "For me, besides the puddles and reeds, there's also a lecherous bad man who often plays with and abuses beautiful women." My

husband said, "Then I'll let you experience what it's like to be abused by a bad man in a little while."

I thought to myself, since having our son, most of my affection has gone to him. Although I try my best to cook delicious meals for my husband, to be tender with him at night, and to let him enjoy the pleasure of being a woman with my still-attractive body, it's far less than before our son was born.

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but soon a strong fear arose. I was afraid that my husband wouldn't be satisfied with me and would find other women. My husband is the kind of man who can attract young women. I stole a glance at my husband. His eyes were fixed ahead, gleaming with amusement, a mischievous smile on his face. He always wore that wicked smile before he started teasing me in various ways. Feeling a little more at ease, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, a wave of lust rising within me as I wondered what my husband would do to me.

Soon we arrived near the entrance to the scenic area along the newly built road, but instead of going into the parking lot, we continued driving and turned onto a dirt road, bumping along it deeper into the reed marshes. After a short while, we exited the dirt road and drove into a small clearing surrounded by reeds. In the distance, near the edge of the reed marshes, was an Audi, but I couldn't see if anyone was inside.

I asked my husband, "Have you been here before?"

He said, "My colleagues have come here for picnics. It's so rustic and fun."

I looked around; indeed, there were several plastic sheets on the grass, along with some empty beer cans and drink bottles—a perfect picnic spot.

My husband drove a short distance away from the Audi, parked it on the other side of the reeds, turned off the engine, and pulled the handbrake. He then reached out and roughly touched my genitals, sending a jolt of electricity through my body, and I couldn't help but moan.

I obediently lifted my skirt and spread my legs, allowing my husband's hand to touch my private parts through my pantyhose and underwear. His fingers pushed forcefully into my vagina, shoving the pantyhose and underwear inside. The friction from the underwear quickly aroused me, and my husband soon brought me to a state of ecstasy. Between moans, I mumbled to my husband, "Wait a minute, wait until I take my pants off, then you can do it to me."

My husband stopped what he was doing, and I quickly pulled off my pantyhose and underwear. The crotch of my cotton briefs was completely soaked with my fluids, and the non-absorbent pantyhose were also soaked. I threw them onto the back seat. I took my husband's right hand and placed it on my genitals, hoping he would continue to caress me. My husband's fingers were truly amazing; his middle and index fingers together gently stroked my clitoris, drawing circles around it, making me feel incredibly aroused. Then they went deeper into my vagina, vigorously probing me, making me feel incredibly aroused. My whole body felt warm from my husband's touch, and my breasts were swollen. I used my right hand to caress and rub my breasts, vigorously pinching my already hard and erect nipples. My husband took my left hand and placed it on his crotch. I touched it, and my husband had already pulled his penis out of his pants, standing erect. I gently grasped my husband's penis, my thumb slowly stroking the already swollen glans. Outside the car window, the sky was a clear blue, with fluffy white clouds drifting by. The reeds outside were sometimes a vibrant green under the sun, and sometimes a deep green as the clouds blocked the sunlight. A gentle breeze rustled the reeds. Accompanied by the woman's moans, sometimes high, sometimes low, as she was being played with by the man, this scene brought one back to nature, to the primal animalistic instincts of both man and woman. The man and woman made love in nature, pure to the point of pure, natural sexuality. I closed my eyes, enjoying the woman's sexual pleasure as the man caressed me.

Suddenly, my husband stopped. I opened my eyes and looked at him, wondering what had happened. He said, "Look over there," pointing to a parked Audi. There, a middle-aged man had his left arm around a young woman's waist, carrying a large travel bag in his left hand. The woman's head was resting on the man's shoulder as they walked unsteadily toward the Audi. They seemed to be talking as they walked. The girl wore a sleeveless tank top, almost completely exposing her back, a deep red skirt, and high-heeled sandals. She had black hair and fair skin. She was a pretty girl. My husband chuckled mischievously and glanced at me. My woman's intuition told me that the couple had just had a passionate encounter. The girl's gait suggested she had been subjected to a man's intense caresses. I didn't know their relationship, but they didn't seem like a couple. My husband and I sat quietly in the car, watching the couple open the door, get in, start the engine, and drive away.

I thought to myself, my husband might have had affairs here before, otherwise how would he know such a good place for a tryst? A bitter feeling welled up inside me. Women are often naive about men; they'd rather believe it's not true than to swear it out. I'm the same. I thought, if my husband has had affairs in this beautiful countryside, and now he's having one here, then he must value me, his "red flag" (a euphemism for a woman). I'll make sure my husband fucks me properly in a bit. I'll show him what I'm made of, so he understands that an old red flag is just as vibrant as a colorful one.

After that little interlude, my interest waned. My husband's penis was limp. He took my left hand and placed it on his limp penis, and I gently grasped it, slowly rubbing it. Holding my beloved toy, I felt my husband was still mine, and a sense of satisfaction welled up inside me.

My husband whispered to me, "Honey, can you give me a blowjob?"

His eyes were full of pleading. I've given my husband blowjobs several times before, but I always wash myself before doing so at home. But today I wasn't clean, and I hesitated. Then I thought that my husband had just showered last night, so he wouldn't be too dirty. I also thought that if it were a colorful flag, there would be no reason to wash it before giving it a blowjob. Today, I'll try to recapture the feeling of infidelity. I nodded and said, "Who told me to be your wife? My body is yours, you can play with it as you please. But you're mine too, you can only play with me." My husband happily said, "Don't worry, with such a seductive woman as my wife, I'm so tempted I want to fuck you every day, I don't have the energy to find other women. I promise all my good stuff will flow into your body alone, I'll never give it to any other woman."

My husband got out of the car, and I got out too. My husband sat in the passenger seat, pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees, completely exposing his soft penis. I stood outside the car and leaned down, gently grasping the base of my husband's penis with my right hand, taking most of it into my mouth, slowly twisting it with my tongue. The soft penis rolled around in my mouth, this feeling was familiar and exciting. But today, I felt a salty taste that I didn't usually have, not disgusting, but somewhat novel, maybe this is the taste of a man. With a man's penis in my mouth and looking at the lush green natural scenery around me, it was truly novel and exciting, a very different feeling from giving a man oral sex at home. I spat my saliva onto the grass, then continued sucking on the man's penis; the taste was better. I continued sucking and savoring his penis. It slowly grew larger, thicker, and harder in my mouth. My husband lay on the seat, enjoying the pleasure a woman brought him, occasionally letting out soft moans. My lower body was constantly leaking fluid; I could feel it flowing down my thighs. I also felt some salty liquid coming from the man's penis in my mouth; I knew it wasn't semen, but I still spat it along with my saliva onto the grass. I particularly disliked men letting their semen flow into a woman's mouth.

Sucking on the man's penis aroused my desire; my lower body was itchy, yearning for his penis to thrust deep inside me. I looked up and saw my husband's large, erect member, incredibly alluring. I lifted my skirt, straddled my husband's legs with one bare thigh, and sat on his lap, pulling the other leg into the car and closing the door. With my right hand gripping the handle above the car door, I lifted my buttocks. My left hand, holding my husband's penis, moved it along my hips, searching for my vaginal opening. Wow, I found it! I slowly sat down, and my husband's thick penis immediately filled my vagina, feeling incredibly full and comfortable. It was like a child eagerly anticipating their favorite food, finally getting it into their mouth. Normally at home, when I'm on top of my husband, it's natural, relaxed, and quite passionate. But now, doing it in this car by the reeds, my heart was pounding, afraid someone would come by, afraid of being seen—how embarrassing! It felt like cheating on my husband. The car was low, and I couldn't lift my head. It was difficult to move my hips up and down significantly; I could only sit and make circles. My husband's penis was also making circles inside. Although there wasn't an electric shock sensation, there was still pleasure, especially looking at the scenery outside the window, which added to the ambiance. My husband lay there, enjoying the pleasure my body brought him, his hands constantly kneading my breasts. I did this for quite a while, but my husband's penis remained hard, and he didn't ejaculate. I was a little tired, but I remained seated on top of him, my body no longer writhing. I began to contract the muscles in my vagina, squeezing and sucking on his penis. My husband said, "Darling, you're such a seductive woman, your vaginal skills are amazing, you're squeezing a man so beautifully!"

"Get off and rest for a while."

"I'll definitely find a way to satisfy you properly later."

I got off my husband, took out some tissues from my bag, and wiped his genitals clean. I gave him a few tissues, and he lifted my skirt and wiped my genitals clean as well. Today was special; I felt very stimulated when my husband wiped away the fluids, waves of electricity shooting through my body. We sat in the car with the door open, looking at the quiet reeds around us, bathed in the gentle breeze, and I recalled the scene of our lovemaking. It wasn't perfect, only pleasure without an orgasm. But it was also very exciting. It was completely different from lovemaking at home. Doing it here is always nerve-wracking and uneasy. Extremely afraid yet eager. This must be the taste of wild sex.

I glanced at my husband and saw a bulge in his pants from his penis. I touched it; it was still hard. I figured he wasn't done yet. So I said to him, "Hey bro, how about I lie down in the back seat and you do it to me again?"

My husband said, "I really want to do it to you on the grass outside, but I'm afraid someone will see us. I have to find a good place."

With that, he started the car, closed the door, reversed, turned, and drove towards where the Audi had been parked. He parked near where the Audi had been, turned off the engine, and said to me, "Wait for me in the car for a bit, I'll go check it out."

He walked back and forth along the reeds, disappearing into the reeds in a moment. About 20 minutes later, he reappeared, came to the car, his eyes shining with excitement, and said to me happily, "Honey, I've found a paradise!"

My husband opened the front and rear doors, took out three plastic floor mats from the car, and patted off the dirt. He then picked up the large towel from the back seat and handed it to me. He said, "Honey, come on, let's go see that paradise."

After he locked the car, I slung my bag over my shoulder and followed him curiously and obediently. We walked along the reed marshland for about 30 meters and found a narrow path, like a field ridge, leading into the marshland. Following the path deeper into the marshland, we soon came to a bright and open space—a meadow of about 100 square meters. The meadow was covered with wild grass about half a foot tall and some unidentified wildflowers. Reeds nearly two people tall grew all around it. We walked around the edge of the meadow and found that only the path we had taken to get there led out. It was truly a beautiful place full of natural charm, a perfect spot for a romantic rendezvous. Overwhelmed by the scene, I nestled into my husband's arms, wrapping my arms around his waist. I lifted my head and offered him my lips, and he lowered his head in return, his tongue entwining with mine. I closed my eyes, savoring his kiss, my arms tightly around him, my full, soft breasts pressed against his firm chest. I longed to melt into his body.

My body went limp, my mind blank. I don't know how long I remained there. Gradually, my mind returned from paradise to reality. It was so blissful; it felt like years since we'd kissed like this. I could feel his rapid breathing, knowing he was also excited. I love my husband, and he loves me. This is something a woman nearing middle age especially yearns for.

I released him. He picked up the plastic mat that had fallen to the ground, found a relatively flat spot on the grass, and laid it out in a row. Then he returned to my side, picked up the large towel I had dropped, and spread it on the plastic mat. Then he returned to my side, picked up my bag that I had just dropped on the grass, and gently lifted me up, like he was holding his beloved son. He slowly walked to the large towel that had been laid out and gently laid me flat on it. He said tenderly, "Darling, I love you."

I lay comfortably on the grass. The sun was so bright that I could hardly open my eyes, so I turned my head to look at the grass beside me. This was probably the first time since I grew up that I had lay on the grass and looked at the wild grass up close. It was very novel. I saw several wild grass pods, like small ears of wheat, swaying in the wind above my head. Through the grass, I looked at the blue sky and the white clouds. What a beautiful scene! I knew that in a little while, my husband would seek the pleasure that only a woman could bring him, so I lifted my skirt so that my husband could admire my rather alluring body. I felt my long, shapely thighs, my snow-white belly, and my tempting private parts all exposed to the sunlight. It truly was broad daylight. This was the first time in my life that my private parts had been exposed to the sun. It was novel and exciting. My private parts felt warm from the sun, and the breeze, carrying the scent of my love fluid, was slightly cool on my thighs—it was incredibly pleasant. I curled my legs up slightly, my feet firmly planted on the grass, and spread my thighs as wide as possible to expose my private parts more clearly. I knew my husband particularly appreciated this.

I imagined the surrounding scenery, hoping for my husband's attention: in the wild, deep in the reeds, on a carpet of green grass, under a blue sky, white clouds, and brilliant sunshine, a woman with a beautiful figure lay completely naked in the grass. How alluring, how captivating, how irresistible! As

I was lost in my daydreams, I felt my husband kneel between my legs, felt him climb onto me, felt a slightly cool, soft yet hard rod slowly entering my body. Instantly, a wave of pleasure washed over me, and I gently embraced my husband's strong body. My husband's penis was thrusting in and out of me, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, waves of pleasure washing over me from below. He increased the speed of his thrusts, and my lower body involuntarily convulsed. My hips arched upwards to meet his penis, my mouth open, moaning. He put his tongue in my mouth, and I immediately began to suck on it frantically. His penis was thrusting hard into my genitals below, while his tongue was in my mouth above. My whole body was being pressed down by him; my flesh was completely possessed by him. I was being deeply loved by my husband. My entire being was filled with a feeling of happiness. I felt my mind gradually becoming hazy, and I felt my whole body slowly floating upwards, drifting in the air, an indescribable comfort. I clung tightly to my husband's waist, afraid of falling. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt myself back on the ground, lying in the grass.

I heard my husband's rapid breathing and saw his head resting on my shoulder, his eyes closed. I felt my husband's penis still hard against my vagina, hovering there, as if he hadn't ejaculated yet. Seeing the beads of sweat on his forehead, I felt a pang of heartache for him. He was working so hard under the blazing sun, and I, lying beneath him motionless, was enjoying immense pleasure. It's so good to be a woman.

I reached out and groped in the grass beside me, looking for my bag to get some tissues to wipe his sweat. Seeing my hands moving, he asked what I was doing. I said I was looking for my bag to get some tissues to wipe his sweat. He reached into the grass in front of me, took my bag, and placed it in my hands. I took out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he enjoyed my caresses. His strong, heavy body pressed against my petite frame, our bodies pressed tightly together. I felt that he was mine, and I was his. My desire returned, and I said to my husband in a cheeky voice, "Brother, I want more." My husband kissed me on the cheek and said, "I'll give it to you right now."

He put one hand down to my genitals, using his thumb to moisten my clitoris with my discharge. His penis was thrusting in and out of me, the pleasure from my clitoris still lingering, and the pleasure from my vagina filled my entire body. Wave after wave of stimulation washed over me, and I quickly reached orgasm. My whole body trembled, my body twisted, my head tilted back, pressing against the grass, my whole body arching to meet my husband's thrusts. I couldn't tell if I was excited or in pain, just overwhelmed by the electric stimulation. I knew my husband wouldn't listen to anything I said, but I still mumbled, "Brother, I can't take it anymore."

"Brother, you're killing me!"

I pleaded, "Brother, please have mercy on me!"

My husband continued to fuck me fiercely. At that moment, I felt incredibly excited, while my body was struggling in agony. My hands gripped my husband's shirt tightly, and I frantically bit his shoulders, as if he were taking me to hell. It felt like an eternity passed; I wished it would end quickly, yet simultaneously hoped this ecstatic pain would last a little longer. Gradually, the intoxicating stimulation subsided, and I returned from hell to earth. I lay limp on the floor, drenched in sweat, slightly cool from the breeze. I could feel my husband's penis still hard against my vagina. It seemed he hadn't ejaculated yet. My husband lay on top of me, panting. I was panting too.

It had been years since my husband had done this to me. My husband was very skilled with women; he could control the pace and stay undone for a long time. That was many years ago. My husband was often in high spirits, and every ten days or so, he would torment me like this for an hour or so, going from front to back, always leaving me limp and exhausted on the bed. My husband is always exhausted after we're done, but we both feel incredibly satisfied. I admire his passion and am willing to endure his almost frenzied ravaging. Each time he does this, I feel even more inseparable from him. I love my husband.

It's been years since he's done this to me. I think even the most delicious meal gets boring if eaten every day. My husband has been eating this "leftover" for over a decade; it's practically a relic. He brought me here to make this "leftover" more flavorful, turning it into a picnic and giving it a new taste. He ate with great relish, wolfing it down. This shows he still loves me, and I'm grateful. From now on, I'll try to find ways to repurpose this "leftover" into something my husband loves.

My husband rested on top of me for a while, then regained his energy. His penis rhythmically and gently thrust in and out of me, then quickly and forcefully. I was being fucked by him until my whole body went numb, my waist twisting and turning, moaning and crying out. My husband then used one hand to support himself, while the other hand reached down to my genitals and vigorously stimulated my clitoris. It felt like a high-voltage power source continuously emitting beams of electricity that shocked every part of my body, causing spasms and rapid breathing. I couldn't tell if it was extreme excitement or extreme pain. Suddenly, I felt his rapidly thrusting penis pounding deep inside me, also convulsing. I felt dizzy, as if my body was being thrown to the heavens one moment and falling into an abyss the next. Suddenly, everything became calm, as if everything around me, including myself, had disappeared. There was no feeling, just a blank…

I don't know how much time passed, but it seemed like someone was calling my name from the sky. Everything went black, and I couldn't feel my limbs. There was no terror, only extreme pleasure.

The voice calling my name seemed to grow louder, and the darkness before my eyes gradually receded, revealing an orange-red hue. I felt a breath that had been held in my chest for so long slowly exhaling, a feeling of extraordinary relief.

I heard the rustling of the reeds in the wind again, and felt as if I were back on the grass, lying in my husband's arms. My vision was filled with a blood-red light, my lower back ached, my hips were sore, and my whole body felt weak and powerless. I could feel my husband's penis still inside me, soft and limp like a worm, my inner thighs and buttocks were wet, and my husband was on top of me, kissing my cheeks incessantly. I tried to open my eyes, but the bright sunlight made me quickly close them again, turning my head to one side. Hearing my husband excitedly say, "Honey, you're awake!"

I said, "What happened to me just now?"

My husband said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I made you pass out."

I said, "I just felt so good, I didn't feel like I passed out."

My husband said, "Silly girl, passing out means you lose consciousness, how could you know?"

I said, "How long were you unconscious?"

My husband said, "When I was thrusting into you and ejaculating inside you, you suddenly stopped making noise. I quickly shook you and called you, but you didn't respond. I was so worried! Luckily, you woke up after about 5 or 6 minutes.

I said, "I'm fine, everything's okay. Maybe you made me last too long today."

My husband said, "No, not even 5 minutes, at most half an hour. Sometimes it lasts this long at home too, and nothing happens. Maybe you were a little too excited and nervous getting fucked in the middle of nowhere today. It's good that you're okay." "

I think my husband probably shortened the time on purpose because he was afraid I'd complain. Thankfully, he's so old, yet still so vigorous—it's a blessing. My husband got off me and used a towel to wipe the fluid off his penis. A breeze blew by, making my inner thighs and buttocks feel a little cool. I said, 'Honey, wipe me down there too.' My husband picked up the towel and gently wiped there, saying, 'Darling, you've really leaked a lot today.'" I

slowly sat up from the grass, my back aching and my thighs numb. I thought to myself, my husband must have been really wild today. I pulled him up by the hand. I straightened my shirt and skirt, noticing some wrinkles at the back, and smoothed them out for a while. I picked up my bag. After a few steps, I felt a little unsteady. My husband gathered up the plastic mat and large towel from the ground, put one arm around my waist, and I rested my head on his shoulder as we slowly walked out of the reeds.

Sitting in the car, my husband lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. I could tell he was tired too. Some fluid had leaked from my vagina, some of it sticking to my thighs, making it feel sticky and uncomfortable. I carefully wiped it clean with tissues and used several more to line the area. I said to my husband affectionately, "Brother, you're still so amazing. You've really driven me crazy, you've made me want to keep going, I feel like I'm dying inside. Brother, what do you think of me? Am I alright?" "

My husband said, 'Darling, you're still so beautiful, so sexy, so alluring. When you lift your skirt and let me see your private parts, I just want to fuck you. I can't resist.' After resting in the car for a while, my husband said it was almost midnight, let's find somewhere to eat. I said let's go home, I feel sticky and want to take a shower quickly. Besides, it feels really awkward walking down the street in a skirt without underwear. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw my private parts. My husband said, 'Okay, let's drive home.'"

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