I don’t have a lot of sexual experience and have only had a physical relationship with one man before I got married and he was my first boyfriend.
I am a more conservative girl, at the beginning I only agree with my boyfriend kissing, touching tits, for the men are most eager to get under the thighs of that mysterious organ, I have always been stubbornly stubborn, at most, just let him touch through my pants. Women are actually the best to coax, first I promised him to touch my cunt through my pants, then I promised him to reach into my pants and touch my cunt through my boxers, and when my boyfriend pulled out his big, hairy cock to tempt me, my last line of defense collapsed, and he smoothly put his hand in, and he not only touched it, he gouged it, and in the end, like all simple girls, I was obediently stripped down my pants by him, and accepted his penetration of that big, thick, hard cock. I was being fucked by a man!
I naively thought that since he fucked my cunt, we were married forever. So I let him fuck me again and again, and in six months he fucked me a hundred times! He didn’t marry me just because he fucked me, and when he got tired of fucking and had enough fun, he dumped me.
A year later, in my current organization, I met my current husband. He was the head of a business section in the unit and he was captured by my beauty. When I told him that I was no longer a virgin and had been literally fucked by a man, he was adamant that he didn’t care and said he loved me for who I was! So I married him.
Our married life was perfect, especially our sex life was very harmonious. Every night, I used my body to satisfy my husband in every way possible. Although I am not very good at sexual skills, after all, I have had nearly a hundred times to be fucked by my ex-boyfriends, and it is still more than enough to serve my sexually inexperienced husband. Every sexual encounter ended with my husband moaning with pleasure.
The following year, I gave birth to a chubby son. A comfortable job and a cozy home gave me the conservative idea of being a good wife and mother for the rest of my life.
My transformation from a standard housewife to a typical slutty woman is still due to the still strong popularity of Internet chatting.
I work in the unit for the financial work, in addition to me, there are three sisters in the section and my age. I do not have any backing in the unit, entirely by their own talents to get this enviable job. Born to be strong, I am determined to live up to the leaders of my appreciation, all day long burying the case of head down, hard work.
A few sisters are free to sit to the section of the computer, see them concentrate on the look, I began to think that they are in the production of what form of a class, and later realized that they are chatting with Internet users. From them, I learned that it is called QQ.
Chatting? I can’t believe their behavior! What’s the point of having a conversation like that? It’s a waste of time!
My sisters persuaded me to chat online as well, saying that chatting with strange men is very addictive and exciting. I refused their kind offer. I just couldn’t imagine what was so addictive and exciting about chatting with strangers!
Once, one of them, Xiaona, took three days off in a row. When she came to work on the fourth day, Xiao Na’s face was swirling with joy. Lili and Ajiao couldn’t wait to gather around her, “Come on, how was it?” “Did it look like a fuck?” I was baffled and wondered what they were up to.
Even though I wasn’t chatting as much as they were, the four of us were still very friendly and they didn’t avoid me when they had something going on. “Guess what!” Na deliberately made a mysterious face. “Geez, it’s not like we’re hiding under your beds, so who knows how you guys are going about it?” “Good sister, stop slandering us and tell us.” Xiao Na looked around, confirming that there were no outsiders in the Finance Section, and then said with a few moments of smug demeanor, “Don’t be anxious, I’ll slowly say it to you.
He was far more handsome than I thought he would be, tall and very poised. When I got off the bus, he was already waiting at the station. “At this point, I had already understood: this crazy girl must have gone to meet an Internet friend. Feeling curious, I put down the work I was doing and came along.” He took me to a luxurious hotel, and it turned out that he had already booked a room.
“”Did he do it as soon as you entered the house? “Ajiao asked.” No. Wouldn’t it be unseemly to come and take off a woman’s pants right after entering the house when you first meet her? The two of us talked for a long time before he leaned over and sat down next to me. “”Then you didn’t see his crotch harden? “Sexy Ajoke didn’t feel the least bit crass for asking.” At first he sat on the sofa, I sat on the edge of the bed, and he didn’t touch me, how could he get hard? “”He must have been about to straddle you when he sat down beside you. “Lilly said.” Hmmm! He wrapped his arms around my waist, then he pulled my face over and started kissing me. “Wow”, you’re so happy, go on. “”And then you don’t have to say anything, you all imagined it. “”No, we all told you, you must also tell us in detail.” “Ajiao and Lili were not relenting.
Xiaona paused and had to narrate, “He kissed me on one side and reached me up to my chest, caressing my breasts through my shirt, then she lifted up the lapel of my shirt and lifted up my bra, exposing both of my breasts in their entirety. He tenderly rubbed my tits and tweaked my nipples, and couldn’t stop complimenting me on the fullness of my breasts.” “Did he smack your nipples?” Ajiao’s eyes glittered with lust. “Don’t interrupt, tell Xiaona to speak slowly.” Lili gave Ajiao a blank look. Originally I only wanted to briefly listen to a few sentences and then go to work, but at this point I couldn’t move a step, I pulled over a chair and sat down as well. “Is there a man who doesn’t smack a woman’s nipple? Of course he smacked it. He pulled me down on the bed and got on top of me and smacked and licked me, literally smacking me to pieces. I felt my crotch hot, and my lust came out a long time ago.
After smacking for a while, he started to put his hand in my pants and touch my cunt. He was so good at manipulating women that he kept moving his fingers in and out of my cunt, making me almost scream, “I can’t take it anymore, come on and fuck me!” He stripped me of all my clothes and then started to undress himself. God, I had never seen such a big cock, as big as a normal man and a half. He took my hand and pressed it to his cock, which was hot as hell. He was also very excited and within a few strokes of my hand, white soup came out of the eye of his cock and got all over my fingers.
Then he got on top of me and fucked his big cock in. He was so competent that he fucked me for almost an hour straight before he ejaculated. “”How much cum did he have? “At this point Lilly was getting impatient too.”” Much, he cummed so much that he could have had three spoonfuls. He’s the man who ejaculated the most I’ve ever seen. “Listening to Nana tell this luscious story, I felt hot all over and hot inside my pants.”
So what happened then? “I finally couldn’t help but open my mouth.
Ajiao laughed out loud, “Ya, our Wenjuan can’t take it anymore either? Don’t you dislike chatting?” “Doesn’t like chatting mean you don’t like listening to yellow stories? Stinky girl!” I retorted. “You should know that this story happened because of chatting.” “Stop it, tell Na to finish her story.” Lili stopped me and Ajiao from fighting. Xiaona took a sip of water and went on. “After the fuck, we snuggled up in a pile and said something affectionate. After a break of half an hour or so, he offered to come up and fuck again. I agreed, and I was actually very eager to ask him to fuck me again.
By dark we had fucked three times in a row before going downstairs to the restaurant for dinner. We both asked for a bottle of XO and both drank a little too much. Because of the euphoric effects of alcohol and libido, we both didn’t sleep at all that night and had as much fun as we could. He was so good that he fucked me five more times during the night and had a very thick cumshot each time. The next day we spent the day playing around in that city, he was generous and bought me a lot of cosmetics. If I didn’t have to be back in three days, I would have let him cuddle me all night again.
It’s so enjoyable, he’s the most fuckable and fuckable I’ve ever seen on these networks. “”What? Nana, you’ve had that with more than one online friend? “I was surprised.” Yo, Wenjuan, you’ve been there before, why this and that? Why don’t you just say that I’ve fucked a lot of netizens? Yes, I’ve fucked more than one netizen, probably six or seven. “Xiao Na seems to be deliberately slandering me.” Wenjuan, what era is this, and you’re still so conservative? How many years do we women have left in our most precious youth? These days it’s all about men fucking cunts in groups of eight or ten, but not about us women having a taste of the wild? Without a lover, a woman is no better than an old sow! Who’s like you, who’s satisfied with a man’s cock all day long? “Ajiao is so revealing.” Yes, Wenjuan, to tell you the truth, together with my netizens, I’ve already fucked eleven men, and in the next two days, I’m going to fuck a new netizen I’ve met! You’re so pretty, what kind of men can’t you play with? Why bother to spoil your youth and beauty! “The surface of the relatively quiet Lili open mouth is also called me blush.
“Sister Wenjuan, we know that you have feelings for your brother-in-law, but the beauty of the family is not shown in this? You’ve given him babies, washed his clothes, cooked for him and done his chores, and you’ve given him a good night’s rest, so you’ve done right by him.
What, playing with a few men means you have no feelings? Feudal! Look at people in America and Italy, husbands still accompany their wives to fuck their cunts, and afterwards they wipe their wives’ cunts with toilet paper in front of other men! If you don’t get fucked in your youth, no one will want you in your old age! When you’re old and yellow, you’ll have to take off your pants and let a man fuck you, but I’m afraid it will be difficult!” Xiaona is younger than me, and has always called me sister.
“In fact, we women are born to be fucked by men, Wenjuan, stop being silly, find a few more good men to have fun with while you’re young and attractive and get over your cock.
What else makes us women happy nowadays? Isn’t puckering our asses and asking men to fuck us the most pleasurable? What’s the fun of asking your husband to fuck you all day long? All women nowadays have been fucked by five, seven, six, ten or eight men.” “Wenjuan, you’re still thinking about it. “Wenjuan, it’s still not too late for you to be happy. As long as you nod your head, we’ll contact men for you, tall and short, thick and long, take your pick. All of them are guaranteed to be better fuckers than your husband.” “Yes, that’s right! “Right, let’s apply for a QQ number for Wenjuan, and tell her to fish for men online. Don’t look at her now, as long as she is chatting with the right one, she will go out to be fucked by the netizens once, and I’m afraid that it will be hard for us to make her turn back. “The three of them are talking and chirping, and what they are saying is that it has not appeared in the pornographic movie DVDs that my husband and I have watched. If someone hadn’t come in to reimburse us, there’s no telling what they could have said.
I silently returned to my seat and as I sat down, I felt a cool sensation in the crotch of my pants, and boy, was I oozing.
That day, I didn’t have the heart to finish the work in hand, and my mind turned over every word my sisters had said. Yes, they are right, for a woman, youth is very short. What is a woman’s happiness? Isn’t it being fucked by men as they say? In the past, when I was fucked by my ex-boyfriend, I felt pleasure; after I got married, when my husband fucked me, I felt the same pleasure. Doesn’t this show that it is comfortable for a woman to be fucked by a man? Am I really just conservative by nature? Then why was water coming out of my cunt? I watered from listening to other men’s sexual affairs. When Na recounted the story of her fucking her internet friend, I had fantasized that it was me who had been fucked all night by her internet friend! It seems that I am also a normal woman with feelings and desires, and I also desire to be fucked by other men, and I also desire to clamp ten, no, twenty or thirty men’s thick cocks in my life!
I was moved to spring and my cunt was dripping sticky lust again. I changed my mind and I decided to try the pleasure of being fucked by a man other than my husband as well.
That night, when my husband came on top of me as usual, I felt more aroused than I had ever felt before. It was not that my husband’s cock stimulated me, because his cock is actually nothing new to me, and in the past I had an orgasm every time I was fucked by him, which is a normal physiological reaction. Women, in the absence of other men’s cock to play, the husband’s cock can also be temporarily satisfied. Tonight, my arousal was that I fantasized about my husband lying on top of me as a strange man.
Afterward, my husband put his arms around me and asked, “Honey, why did you shed so much lust tonight?” I wouldn’t tell him the real reason: “Why, don’t you like it? Needless to ask, you fucked me comfortably?” In the past. My husband often asked me to say some “fuck”, “cunt”, “cock” and other obscene words to stimulate him, I feel difficult to say. Tonight, I said the word “fuck” so smoothly. Husband heard me say the word “fuck”, excited, soft cock immediately hardened again, and then lie on my body and ruthlessly fucked me once.
My husband fell asleep with a sweet snore. I got up and went to the bathroom, squatted down and washed my husband’s cum out with water. I made it a habit to wash the cum out after every fuck or I felt uncomfortable.
The mirror on the bathroom wall, I appreciate their own youthful vitality of the beautiful carcass: as two just out of the cage of the big steamed buns as full breasts, heavy, trembling, two rounded nipples like ripe cherries, clean and flat belly without a bit of flab, fat rounded buttocks as two towering peaks, deep concave buttock groove like a large canyon attracts people to think about, a slightly raised pubic mound covered with a few strands of slender, black shiny pubic hair, two pink lips looming between the snow-white thighs. The slightly raised pubic mound is covered with a few strands of slender, dark pubic hair, and two pink lips are hidden between the snow-white thighs. Too beautiful, no wonder my husband can’t get enough of my body, and can’t get tired of playing with every groove and valley on my body.
Such gorgeous flesh, am I really only going to give it to my husband to play with in my life? I remember my husband used to say, “Honey, I am so happy, do you know how mesmerizing this white flesh of yours is?
If other men saw your flesh, I wonder how crazy they would go?” Yes, God has favored me with such a great body that is the envy of countless women. Since God has given me such a beautiful thing, am I told to use it to satisfy my husband? No, my sister is right, a woman’s body is for men to play with, let more men come to fuck into our cunt, make them get the pleasure of bone-crushing marriage, this is our women’s vocation! The world needs men to create it, and we women are to use our tits, thighs, asses and cunts to serve the men who created it!
I can’t afford to waste my years any longer, I’m going to be like my sisters, I’m going to open my mind, I’m going to unleash my desires, I’m going to open up my flesh to a multitude of men and let them fondle my tits, smack my nipples, lick my ass, and fuck my tender cunt! While my flesh is still desirable to men, I’m going to tell them to squirt their cum in my cunt, in my anus, in my mouth, and every part of my body is going to be bathed in men’s cum.
Ajiao applied for my QQ number and helped me to get a name: Woman Fragrance. This is a name that makes men want to get into trouble, I am very satisfied. Since I have a basic knowledge of computers, I quickly became proficient in QQ chatting. The first few times, I was chatting under the eyes of my sisters, because they wanted to guide me. Although a few male netizens took the initiative to find me to chat, but they are all some polite words. There are a few netizens have the intention of deep chat, they are watching from the side, I feel unnatural, so I politely thanked each other.
Ajiao see me did not break through, anxious: “I say you ah, asked you to chat is not asking you to chat what ideals, life, that is the beginning of the prelude to paving the way, if you are always like this chicken ah dog, the men will all run away.” “Then what do I talk about?” “Talk about sex. Men chat with you for one purpose: stimulation. First, they want to stimulate us verbally, and then, of course, they want to get us into bed and fuck us. Look, that day that man asked you how big your breasts were, why didn’t you tell him?” “How embarrassing that would be.”
I said. “Ahem, you’re not face to face, so what’s so embarrassing? He dares to ask, but you don’t dare to answer? Just treat your netizen as your own husband and say whatever you have to say. It doesn’t matter if he asks you how big your breasts are or how tight your cunt is. Be brave, that would be especially exciting.” Ajiao is a bit hateful look. “This game can be more exciting than falling in love, when you are in love, you are too embarrassed to talk about it, online chatting is different. Not to mention that men want to get excited, we women also want to be stimulated by men, right?” “So what do you and your online friends talk about?” I asked Ajiao for advice. “Just those things on our bodies. Talking about breasts, talking about asses, talking about their cocks, talking about how men fuck women and how women give men a fuck. Every time, I talk until I wet my pants.”
At the instigation of my sisters, I gradually liberalized. The language was also getting bolder, but it hadn’t yet broken through to the same level of explicitness as theirs.
I contacted these netizens have a commonality: they chat soon revealed the nature of the lust, either to say that want to touch my breasts or want to see my ass, and even some did not chat a few times on the utterance of the “let’s meet and fuck a little bit it?” Some of them even said “Let’s meet and fuck?” within a few minutes of talking to each other. Although the roughness of men can make me feel red, but it is difficult to call me to have a strong physical reaction, I seldom wet pants in the chat. I am a woman who needs to be teased slowly. Their bluntness and haste really didn’t sit well with me. Maybe it was because my answers did not satisfy them and were not exciting enough, some of my online friends slowly left me.
I was anxious to see my online friends getting less and less. I know they are disappointed in me for not getting enough sexual stimulation. I hated myself for being so shy. Isn’t it just talking dirty? What’s so hard about it? I secretly practiced in my mind to say the obscenities that my online friends might ask, things like “I’d be happy to ask you to fuck me.” “I like big, thick cocks.” And so on. But when it comes to the serious stuff, my fingers don’t work and I can’t type the words I want to say. I also hate these netizens: why are you so sexually aggressive?
Don’t you guys know that women need to be teased slowly? For an introverted woman like me, once I am seduced by you guys, not to mention asking me to answer your nasty words, it is also possible to ask me to go out and be fucked by you guys. I also want you to get hard, but your patience is too low. It’s all about destiny. If you can’t wait and leave me, don’t blame me for not being a good enough friend. I’m not going to beg them to come back.
My sisters were very anxious to know that I was experiencing embarrassment. They all showed me their chat logs so that I could learn some practical experience. Each of their chat records were very obscene, and it made my heart skip a beat to see them. Their records did tell me to learn a lot. To be honest, I really felt that they were defiling themselves. Although it is said that women are for men to play, but can not be in front of men have no dignity ah. Like Ajiao and a netizen said, “I’m happy to lick my brother’s ass!” Lili and a netizen said, “Come over here and I’ll smack your cock and eat your fluids!”
Xiaona was even more excessive: “Brother, piss in my mouth, I want to drink brother’s piss!” Now, I also want to have sex with male netizens and am willing to be fucked over and over by them, but I can’t be as unreserved as they are. After all, they were men with whom I had no deep friendship. The only thing I can say about giving men a fuck is that I physically need it and I get the pleasure I want. And to lick a man’s asshole, eat his semen or even drink his urine, as they said, this kind of purely serving a man’s comfort, I think it requires deep feelings to be able to do that. I despise them somewhat. Still, I was very grateful to them, and the fact that they showed me such intimate things was enough to confirm their sincerity towards me. I promised them that I would tell them all the details once I had fucked my online friend.
Soon after, I made a new online friend whose screen name was Cowboy. He was five years older than me, from another city, and he was a salesman for a company.
He is not like those monkey internet users, he is very elegant, talk about humor, warm and affectionate. He knows how to cater to women’s psychology, almost every sentence is what I like to hear, eager to hear. He never asked me a pornographic words, the most excessive is that “your skin must be very white, very tender.” I was obsessed with him.
Cowboy’s presence has really made me appreciate the magic of the internet.
I used to hear people say that chatting online is addictive and I didn’t believe them. Now, I believe it and can’t help myself. I haven’t seen Cowboy’s appearance, but according to the depiction in our chat, I know he is a man who makes women’s heart intoxicated. I no longer chat with any man, my QQ friends only this mesmerizing cowboy!
We have to “meet” on the Internet every day, and chat for an hour or two every day. We talk about family life, talk about society, talk about life, I can not say, such a serious topic and no one can not be interested in, why and he talked about such a good taste? We also involved in feelings, he said he liked me, but his language is very civilized, like the language of the first lover to talk about love.
I was completely mesmerized by this strange yet familiar man. If I didn’t get in touch with him for a day, I was listless and didn’t feel like doing anything. I remember one time, he suddenly disappeared and didn’t come online on time. I waited for him for a whole day and he still didn’t show up. Two days, three days, four days, I almost went crazy, I didn’t know what had happened to him. Those days, I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, and was very depressed. At night when my husband wanted to make out with me and have some fun as usual, I refused him for the first time. When my insensitive husband put his hand in my pants and touched my cunt, I reprimanded him.
I opened QQ every day waiting for him to show up, I didn’t want to do any work! My sisters could see how depressed I was, and when informed of the situation, they comforted me, “Nothing’s wrong, maybe he has something special going on. He will come up in a few days.”
“What could be going on, he used to tell me in advance when he couldn’t get online for something.” I was on the verge of tears of anxiety. “You didn’t call to contact him?” My sisters asked me. When they asked, I felt extremely remorseful: I didn’t have his phone number. The cowherd had once asked for my phone number, but I didn’t think it was appropriate, so I said, “I’ll give it to you later.”
Shrugged it off, and he didn’t have the heart to offer to leave me the number. He said, “I’m not going to force you into anything, just give me the number when you feel it’s right.” I hated myself for it, why was I afraid to even give a phone number if we were all friends? My sisters complained that I was too cautious: “Wenjuan, what can we say about you? Your phone number is known to countless people, why do you keep it a secret from him alone? Maybe you’ll even give him your body in the future, but you’re stingy with a phone number.”
I regretted it so much that I resolved that I wouldn’t have to wait for the cowboy to ask for it again, and that I would take the initiative to give him the number.
On the seventh day, he finally came online. When that little penguin flashed, my heart popped out. It turned out that he had acute enteritis and had been hospitalized for six days in a row. I revealed my anxious feelings to him, I said I really will die if I don’t see you again. He was very touched. He said he missed me every day when he was lying in the hospital bed and knew I would be anxious. So as soon as he was discharged from the hospital he came to the Internet cafe next to the hospital to contact me. It turned out he hadn’t gone home yet!
I was so excited, I didn’t realize that he was so attached to me. In my excitement, I took the initiative to say the first hot love words between us, “Brother, I love you! I want to hold you and kiss you properly!!!” He also answered me with passionate words, “Good sister, I also want to kiss your little mouth, I dream of kissing it! Kiss you kiss you kiss you!!!” “Sis, give me your phone number so that this doesn’t happen again in the future.” Before I could say anything, he spoke first. “Okay, brother, I’ll give it to you, just call me whenever you want me.” He gave me his phone number as well. “Sis, I won’t call indiscriminately, you’re a family man and the work environment is not quiet, it will bring you trouble. I won’t hang up until I have to, but I’ll text you.” I can’t believe how thoughtful he is!
We had a real online relationship. We soon became known as “husband” and “wife”.
The computer in the flat was working, but I was no longer satisfied with talking to Cowboy for an hour or two at a time, not to mention, the sisters would come and harass me. Cowboy said he was very free in the evenings and it would be nice to talk in the evenings.
In order to be able to talk to the cowherd at night, I didn’t hesitate to buy a computer at home. My husband was puzzled: “There are computers in the unit, why did you buy one at home?” I told him I was studying online, it was inconvenient to be in the unit during the day, and I could only study at night without interference. At that time, I was studying the accountant’s textbook, and my husband was convinced.
Since my husband and I used to have sex almost every night, and the baby was small but in the way, we got a separate little room for him. So, I set up my computer in the shed.
Every night, I rush through dinner, tell my husband I’m going to study, and dive into the shed, eager to turn on the computer, often with the cowboys already waiting over there.
My husband didn’t know that I was in a relationship with a man who took on the job of washing dishes and putting the kids up.
Cowboy and I agreed to talk for a while during the day if it was convenient for each other, but because of the large number of people in the section, our conversation during the day was very uneventful. But in the evening we were bound to have an intimate chat for two to three hours.
The cowherd is a man, too, and he has sexual demands. Gradually, we stopped being embarrassed and started stepping into the mysterious forbidden zone of sex.
Once, my husband went on a business trip and wouldn’t be back for four or five days. I told the cowboy the joyous news via cell phone text, and he was ecstatic: “Honey, now we can talk all night long.”
That night, I put the kids to bed early and headed into the cabin with a bag of cookies and a bottle of soda. I didn’t want to delay kissing him over dinner.
“Can you make it tonight? No more company for your wife?” I asked him. Mentioning his wife gave me a bit of a sour feeling in my heart. “I can do it, I can stay with you until dawn. With you with me, why would I want to accompany her?” “Brother, do you like her?” I asked. The wife of the other netizen is a concern for every woman online. “In the past, I did like her a lot, since I befriended you, I’ve been much colder with her.” I felt satisfied with his answer and was convinced that he meant it.
“Sis, let’s relax and have a nice chat tonight, okay?” “What? Haven’t we had fun in the past?” I was baffled. “It’s not that. I mean can we talk about something else? Can I ask you some deep questions?” I understood what he meant, and it was obvious that he wanted to touch on sexual issues with me. I pretended not to understand, “Deep questions? What do you mean?”
“How can I put it, I, I was trying to ask you something personal.” “I’m stupid, don’t beat around the bush, just get it straight, okay? What kind of relationship are we in ah, you’re still swallowing like this.” He paused for a moment, obviously considering what to say. “I’m afraid you’ll get angry if I say it.” “You, what am I angry about. I love you, you’re like a husband to me, I won’t get mad at anything you say.” I said encouraging him. “I want to ask you about sex.” He finally said. I felt a rush of excitement. “Go ahead and ask, you have the right to, actually. Didn’t you say I was your wife?” He was very pleased.
“Sis, how big are your breasts?” “Guess.” “I’ve never seen them again, so I can’t guess. But I bet they’re plump.” My heart was beating hard, “It’s not too big, you must not be able to hold it in one hand.” Under the tutelage of my sisters, I had long ago learned how to verbally tease a man. “It would be nice if I could touch it. I’ve dreamed of touching your breasts.” “I’m your wife, you can touch me all you want.” “I’m fantasizing now about your full breasts, white and heavy.
I’m going to touch them one by one, and I’m going to pinch your nipples and tweak them hard.” We naturally moved into online sex foreplay.
Hubby ah, my nipples are all hard already. “I gradually relaxed my tension. He’s my husband and it’s my duty to give him maximum satisfaction.” Honey, shall we make a sex game? “”Okay, I’ll do whatever you like. “”Honey, we are hundreds of miles apart and I can’t be around to touch your big breasts myself. Is this okay. Lend me your hands and pretend they’re mine now and you touch them for me, okay? “He’s suggesting something I once saw in a third grade movie.
It was new and exciting for me, “Okay, I’ll do as you say. Just breasts? “”No, how can it be just breasts? I want to touch your thighs, your ass, and your mysterious little cunt! Sis, can you take it when I say “little cunt”? “He’s no longer the gentle cowboy, the man’s horny nature is gradually revealing itself.” Can accept, you can call it whatever you want. “”
Okay, from now on you follow my instructions. Sis, can you take off your coat first? Leave only the bra on. “I took off my tunic and wore only the lace bra.” Brother, I’m taking it off.
“My hands are shaking a little as I type because of my excitement.” Your bra must be black lace and sheer to see your little nipples, right? “He masked right.”
Okay, you don’t have to type anymore, just do what I say. “”Sis, put your right hand on top of your left breast and gently rub it, touch and feel. Then put it on top of your right breast and gently rub it, rub it, rub it. “I closed my eyes forbiddingly and gently rubbed my plump breasts as he instructed.” You use both hands at the same time to lift up your bra …… What big white breasts …… So beautiful, so beautiful, those are the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen in my life. Come on, hold them in one hand and start from the nipple and slowly rub them all around …… So smooth and soft. Your little nipples are hard, red and round, and look, your little nipples are oozing white milk …… “I’m breastfeeding, and there really is a trace of milk flowing out.”
Amazing, how can he see so clearly? “Here, move your right hand up to the top of your stomach, slowly. Slowly. Your little hand slides up to the round navel, and with your index finger you swirl and rotate …… then move down to the bottom in the deep navel. Did you feel the little mound of bulging flesh? You touched the sparse pubic hairs on the little mound of flesh …… so beautiful cunt hairs ah, soft, shiny, and then reach down, into your tight little triangular pants, gently caressing the warm lips of the cunt …… light aroma emanated from your little pants, the I’m intoxicated, ah, my cock is hard, my big cock is hard, the top of my pants is about to break ……”
I felt short of breath, I had never played like this before, every sensitive nerve in my body was aroused by this man from afar. I was so parched I felt thirsty. “Sweet little baby, take your hands out, put them back on your keyboard and answer your brother a few questions.” I drew out my right hand in my pants. “Sis, tell me, are you comfortable with my touch?” “Brother, I’m comfortable, you’re touching me.” My hand was shaking so badly that I managed to finish typing and send it out. “Did you miss me? Did you want me to wrap my arms around you right away?”
I secretly admired the man’s tactics. He was so good at teasing women, hundreds of miles apart, and he still managed to get me horny. I had never been this aroused when my ex-boyfriend and my husband kissed, groped, and fingered me flesh to flesh like that. “I want to, I really want you, I want you to come and put your arms around me right now.” “Do you want to touch my cock? My cock is still hard right now. You know, my cock is absolutely huge, thick and long.”
“I want to touch, I want to touch my brother’s big cock. Brother, is your cock really that big?” “Really, you may not be able to hold it full in your two small hands. What kind of cock do you like?” At this point I had turned into a slut with slutty language.
It turns out that obscene language can be so exciting! No wonder my husband often begs me to say lewd things to him. “I like brother’s cock like this, big, thick and hard!” “Yes, brother’s big cock will be yours in a minute. Do you smack your brother’s cock?”
“I’ll smack, as long as brother is comfortable, I’ll smack him hard.” “What if the semen comes out?” “I’ll eat it for you!” “You don’t mind?” “I don’t mind!” I replied affirmatively. I never imagined that I would be like Ajiao and the others so soon, and I understood why they were so lewd in pleasing their netizens. It was the fire of male burning sexual desire that burned the women, including me, to willingly turn into men’s playthings! If Cowboy asked me if I was willing to lick his anus and drink his pee, I would have answered like Ajiao and the others, “Yes, I am more than willing to do so!” Luckily, Cowboy didn’t continue to ask. “Let’s keep playing, I’m going to start fucking you. Willing?” Cowboy said. “I’m willing to ask my brother to fuck me.
But how are you going to do it? If I can’t touch my brother’s cock, will I suffer?” I was worried about not being able to see the erotic torture that comes from not being able to touch a real cock and just going through the motions. Hot lustful water was already flowing outward from my cunt. “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely tell you to feel good, I’ll definitely tell you to have an orgasm.”
“First, why don’t you take off your pants and save yourself the trouble of taking them off again later.” Cowboy said. “Strip naked? Leave the underwear on too?” “No, leave the panties on. Your panties are lace too, aren’t they?” “How do you know in such detail? Are you clairvoyant?”
I joked. “I was guessing, white-collar ladies like you like to wear those sexy pants. I think I saw that little thing inside your pants!” “You saw what?” I teased him. “Red and fat, your little slutty cunt, of course. And I can see your cunt slit is dripping lewdness out of it! Are your pants all wet?”
I took off my pants, leaving my entire body in a narrow pair of boxers. “What next? I’m done stripping.” Still I sat down. “Like earlier, you don’t have to reply to me anymore, just do as I say.” I wondered how he would come to fuck me. “Close your eyes and breathe lightly. Visualize my cock. See, my cock is wiggling right in front of your eyes ……” A man whose face I couldn’t see really appeared in front of my eyes, naked, with a cock as thick as my arm standing straight up in a dark bush of cock hairs across his body, and his cock was quivering and wiggling. That man was my cowboy.
“I’m slowly approaching you, and I’m holding the big cock you’ve been waiting for in my hand! The head of my cock is dripping shiny cum. Do you smell the slutty odor of my cock?” At his prompting, it was as if I smelled the special slutty odor of a man’s cock. The smell of my ex-boyfriend’s and husband’s cocks was almost identical, and it seemed that all men’s cocks smelled that way. “Spread your thighs slowly to the sides until you can’t open them …… up and down with your right index finger between your swollen cunt lips …… up and touch the head of your little pea-like clit? It is the most sensitive part of your cunt.
Stroke it when you don’t have a man around and you’ll get an unexpected and wonderful thrill …… Touch it? Rub it gently, yes, that’s it ……” I followed his instructions exactly. My lust was growing and had trickled down to my ass-crack and wet my crotch. “Stand up and slowly remove your chaps.
Don’t take your eyes off the computer, watch every step of my instructions ……” I took off this last covering of my body mountain. The moment I stood up, the lewd water inside my buttock cleavage trickled down to my thighs.
It’s a good thing my favorite man isn’t face-to-face with me, or else such a raging torrent of lust would embarrass me.” Okay, with your hands on the table, slowly crouch your tiny waist and pucker your big ass up high …… Imagine that I’m standing right behind your ass and I’m holding my big cock, waiting to fuck your little slutty cunt as soon as you’re in position …… “I’m burning with lust, it’s like a million ants are tearing inside my cunt and I’m craving a man’s cock to fuck in quickly.” Put your right hand between your thighs and gently part your pussy lips …… Yikes, so much slutty water coming out of your cunt …… You’re craving my big cock now aren’t you? My big cock is just hanging around the crack of your ass, you pucker your big ass a little more, it’s about to touch the mouth of your cunt ……
“”My dear brother, don’t torture me like this, just fuck me hard with your big cock! Fuck me! I want a big cock! “I couldn’t help but open my mouth and call out to him. It’s a good thing he wasn’t able to hear my lustful calls.” Poke your index finger slowly into your cunt …… Poke it in, pull it out, poke it in again, pull it out again …… Your cunt is so hot, your cunt is so tight …… One finger isn’t thick enough, is it? Good, stick your middle finger in again ……Puff! Puffing! I think I hear the sound coming from your cunt……Come on, gradually speed up your thrusts……Faster, faster……That’s not your finger, that’s my big, thick, hard cock! , clench it, clench it ……Your lewdness splashes out ……You’re a little slut!
“I thrust hard and I moaned. I twisted my hips, I wiggled my ass. My left hand accidentally touched the keyboard on the table, and a jumbled series of letters and numbers mixed together reached the cowboy. Carefully, he saw that it was the result of my orgasmic and missed hand.” Sis, slutty sister, kissing wife, you came to orgasm didn’t you? You did, you sure did! I fucked you to orgasm! “My pussy spasmed, unnamable pleasure fired from inside my pussy in all directions of my body, and I went limp, sitting on my ass on the couch ……
My eyes were blurry for a moment and I couldn’t see what words the cowboy sent over next. I gasped and moaned …… I had never been so comfortable. He didn’t really fuck me with his cock, just teasing me with QQ like that pushed me to the peak of sexual pleasure like I’ve never seen before, he’s so good, he’s the world’s master at playing with women! I was completely captured by him! I am willing to become his crotch slave!
A beam of warm sunrise through the white curtains mapped to my naked torso, unknowingly, we talked until dawn. Because we both had to work during the day, we went offline. We agreed to continue chatting at night.
Despite staying up all night, I actually didn’t feel sleepy due to the excitement. I also accomplished one or two times more than usual that day. “People are happy when they are happy.” This is true.
Thinking of the obscene words I said to the cowboy at night, and thinking that I followed his instructions so obediently and made such lewd gestures, I secretly blushed several times. From that day on, I completely betrayed my husband.