I have never fantasized that one day such a ridiculous story would happen in my life, just want to be like many couples in a peaceful day, accept the fate, live quietly, raise children and grow old slowly, following the objective law of the occurrence and end of life.
My husband is a handsome and excellent man who works in a business and travels a lot. As you know, wages in the 1980s were not high, and the business trip allowance was not much, and sometimes I had to subsidize some money. In order to subsidize the family, I opened a sewing store at home. Although we have been married for 8 years and our 7 year old child is in elementary school.
At the age of 30, my skin is still fine due to the fact that I have not participated in any physical labor, I am 1.69 meters tall, I do not have flab, and my figure is quite slim.
Looking just 24-5 years old, I consider myself to have a pretty face. I am a relatively traditional woman, although there have been frivolous men’s flirtations, but I never had a wrong idea. However what happened underneath disrupted my peaceful life and made me ashamed to talk about it.
It was a noon day in the summer of ’86, and I was at home catching up on a sheath dress for a client. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and I thought someone was coming to make a dress. So I got up and went to open the door. When I opened the door, it was a man I recognized.
He was a former worker of my husband’s, and we had joked about it before, and knew each other well, so I politely let him into the house, assuming that he was also here to make clothes, and guided him toward the workroom.
I didn’t expect him to suddenly hug me from behind, he was about 1.9 meters tall, his cheek was pressed against my face, and he murmured in my ear, “I like you too much, from the time I met you, your figure has been lingering in my mind.
When I make love to my wife I always fantasize that I’m doing it with you, otherwise there is no passion at all. 8 years and I just can’t help it. Please! Give it to me, I know I’ll be sorry for my big brother, but I’ll fall apart if I don’t get you.”
His voice was a little raspy and my face felt like he was already in tears. His arms tightened around me. What a hot summer day, ah, thin saree tiny panties, what is it like to be wrapped around a man from behind, crotch pressed against hips?
I couldn’t help but feel my body shaking, so I tried to push him away from my body, and since he was tightly wrapped around me, I couldn’t put a lot of force into my hands, so I could only push backward, which pushed right underneath the small of his back, “ah”
I couldn’t help but yelp as I pushed on that thing of his in one fell swoop, it was actually up in his crotch and felt hard.
I couldn’t help but blush and retract my hand in a flash. He moved me around and wrapped his arms around me tightly. Crotch pressed against my belly, under his powerful embrace. My struggles looked pale and powerless …… how could I not break free from his embrace.
He gently licked and nibbled my ear lips and kissed my cheek. My heart flutters! Flutter!
The jumped, the blood rushed up, the face must have risen red, the mouth and lips were a little blue. I want to shout, but I can t make a sound …… to be embraced by a man other than my husband, I feel indescribably awkward, but I feel very exciting.
I realized that I was a bit out of shape, and hurriedly tried to break away from him, but he held me strongly. In fact, I didn’t really want to push him away in my heart, but the traditional concepts made me feel a bit ashamed.
Struggling, feebly struggling …… He also might have sensed my not-so-strong resistance, and thus didn’t let go of me, instead putting his hands on my hips. “Don’t! You don’t!”
I really don’t know what to say. But it was obvious that I didn’t continue to put up any effective resistance anymore (there was nothing I could do with his powerful encirclement). I was like someone he could see right through. With the movement of his embrace, my whole body had been pressed against him.
The hand on my back kept wandering up and down. In no time at all, the entire back and buttocks had been stroked by him. As if he was on acid, he continued his movements even more.
Suddenly twisting me around and kissing me on the lips. “Mmmm ……” I couldn’t even get a word out before the tip of his tongue broke into my mouth, and instantly an electrifying sensation numbed my entire body. Trying to push him away scattered all my strength.
Allowing his tongue to find its way into my mouth, and even more humiliating, I actually began to involuntarily cater to his sucking, which was a much more attractive and assertive kiss than my husband’s, and a wave of indescribable arousal quickly spread throughout my body.
He felt my limpness and, knowing that I had been conquered, released his arms around me. One of his hands went down the bottom edge of my shirt, up to my breasts, and stroked them up and down (I regretted that I hadn’t worn a bra; it was hard to wear one because of the heat, and I couldn’t resist even if I wore one).
The other hand was touching my inner thighs intentionally or unintentionally. Although I am also a married woman, through the world. But the first time I faced a man other than my husband, I was still not quite used to it, and there was always a sense of guilt, conflicting with my body’s natural reaction. I even wanted to cry at my helplessness.
At this point, I could only beg him in a pleading tone, “Let’s call it a day, let’s just be friends from now on, please, don’t do it again, it’s too much.
But it still ended the same, he didn’t care about my begging.
He, skillfully unbuttoned my blouse and kissed every part of my body with his mouth, and there was no way for me to hide my body’s reaction any longer, as I wrapped my arms around his head and felt the signals my body was sending. I knew that at this moment, I was like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to struggle and already completely paralyzed.
I didn’t notice when it was that I was already naked in his arms, my clothes and skirt and so on having spilled out onto the floor.
I was immediately so ashamed that I didn’t know where I should look, my heart beating as if it was going to burst out of my chest. Ah! An unprecedented feeling hit me. I froze there, my mind going blank.
Allowing him to nuzzle and kiss, he lowered his head to my nipple, his tongue swirling around it, and a rush of electricity from between my breasts sent an involuntary shiver through me, a wave of desire traveling up from my lower body. The pussy door involuntarily twitched and a hot stream gushed out.
I don’t know when he took his shirt off and his firm chest tang pressed against my breasts. My heart struggled feebly as I realized he was violating me further, but I was completely out of my depth.
The virtuous woman’s concept of chastity had left me. His restless hand began to slide down, sliding over my flat belly and into my small panties, rubbing over my pubic hair……. I instinctively clenched my legs, my last line of defense. “Is this how I’m going to lose my virginity today?
How can I face my loving husband and the world in the future?” I still wanted to struggle, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it now.
My instinctively clenched legs also clamped down on his hands, not wanting him to go any deeper as he gazed deeply at me, kissed me, and murmured his desire and sincere love for me.
With his teasing and murmured sweet words, I was helpless and limp in his arms.
Inside, I couldn’t help but feel a little excitement and a hint of longing. He carried me to the bed and gently took my breasts in his hands and stroked them softly.
Within moments, I was hot all over. I cooperated as he withdrew my small, already soaked panties and I was completely naked in front of him. I closed my eyes tightly and held my privates tightly with one hand and pressed my breasts with the other arm.
I heard him unbuckling his pants and rustling them off. After a while, he took one of my hands and I felt the hard, hot thing, and I opened my eyes and for the first time I touched and saw, for the first time, a grown man’s cock other than my husband’s.
My heart pounded as I held his ugly thing and felt it grow bigger and harder.
His cockhead was so big, so big it was a little scary. He spread my legs apart and my pussy was exposed to a man other than my husband for the first time. Nervous, shy even with the excitement, a hot stream flowed out of my pussy eye without argument, I flooded.
His thick cock clustered in front of me. I hadn’t expected such a big cock, and unlike my husband’s, his cock was not only thick but also very long and slightly curved. It must have been over 20 centimeters long and 6 centimeters thick, almost like a child’s arm.
The purplish-red head of the cock was so large, with dense little mounds of flesh covering the edges of the corona, that it appeared to be wide as if it were an outwardly turned mushroom head. The whole big cock was sinewy and glistening with a somewhat blackish purplish-red color. It bounced around as if saluting my pussy.
He didn’t enter me right away. Instead, he leaned down and lowered his head, kissing my pussy and sucking on my labia. I was a little touched.
In eight years of marriage, my husband had never kissed my pussy. As he slowly moved towards my clitoris and pushed his tongue into my pussy and swirled and flicked it around, I felt him licking and sucking on my pussy slit with his tongue. Suddenly, an electric current from my pussy rose upward to hit me.
The feeling was really special and wonderful. My whole body felt so relaxed and comfortable, and I felt a strange pleasure that I had never felt before.
His tongue went inside my pussy and licked it, it started to feel so ticklish and was involuntarily twitching rhythmically. My waist began to shake uncontrollably and my ass rose up to meet the attack of his tongue, feeling more waves coming out of my pussy while he kept slurping on it like he was sucking on a drink.
I don’t know how long his tongue was in my pussy.
All I knew was that my pussy was so comfortable and soothing to his tongue that a stream of waves kept coming out. At this point my whole body was filled with pleasure and longing. A soft moan began to escape from my mouth. When he lifted his head, I saw that his mouth was covered with my wave water, even the tip of his nose had my wave water on it, and the corner of his mouth was covered with a bent pubic hair.
I suddenly felt so excited and happy that I was now! With a hot wave of water flowing out of my body, a feeling I’ve never felt before flowed through my entire body.
The waves were flowing, he was licking and swallowing, and the water was all over his face. His tongue licked back and forth over a wide area, and his mouth was “heh”… “heh”…as if a boar had met a sow in heat, and my sexual desires were strongly aroused.
Occasionally the touch of his nose on my clit sends an involuntary shiver down my spine, a loud gasp, my heart jumping into my throat, and the sensation is mesmerizing, it’s a soaring sensation. I crave his intrusion! I forget everything in the human world.
I stole a glance at him, his fiery eyes told me what was going to happen next. But at this point, there was no way for me to refuse him …… I was more or less surging in my mind, I just wanted to end this quickly, guilt mixed with pleasure, I admit that this kind of pleasure is something I have not experienced in sex with my husband, and I was afraid that this feeling will be gone in an instant.
So matching his movements, he pulled my hands away and leaned over and climbed up my hot body, kissing my lips, our tongues swirling together as we kept gasping for air, his mouth a little slutty with the taste of my waves.
My moans grew louder as well, and I couldn’t help but cry out, “Ahhhhh ……”
By this time his big cock was very hard, and I felt his cock head slowly moving down, looking for my pussy door, due to too much water plus my pussy door was tight and his horrible big cock head, he slid along the pussy door a few times, as if it was the first time for a boy to play an adult game, and didn’t enter my body.
My husband always praised my pussy for being tight, small, narrow, and wet, and today, it was so saturated with so many waves that it became incredibly slippery in the presence of a big cock that was very different from my husband’s.
With the friction of the big hard cock, I was so indignant with lust that I parted my pussy door with one hand, held his thick cock against my pussy door with the other, and pushed up my ass to meet his entry.
His big cock pushed into my pussy as sharply as if he were a homecoming wanderer, and I felt his thick cock effortlessly push in, the horrible head of his big cock suddenly expanding as it crossed my tight pussy doorway, stuffing my cunt, and the walls of my cunt expanding sharply, it seemed that every fold of my cunt was being rubbed by the head of his big cock, and the doorway of my pussy involuntarily squirming and contracting with regularity.
Oh-, I breathed a sigh of relief as a soothing, soothing, rising and filling sensation came from my pussy. “Oh.” “Oh.” “Oh.”
At this point I couldn’t help but start grunting under the stimulation of his slow twitching. I quietly touched his big cock, and oh my god, there was still almost half of it out. My legs were tightly coiled around his waist and my whole body was a little stiff.
His big cock began to twitch, and with each twitch he went a little further inside, and as the rhythm of his twitching increased, so did my waves, and the pleasure became more and more intense, and the extra-long big cock, fucking my womb with every thrust, was a feeling I had never experienced before.
A kind of soulful feeling! I was so out of my mind, my brain was completely overwhelmed with pleasure, I couldn’t stop screaming, “Harder, harder …… faster …… well …. It’s so comfortable …..”
He probably didn’t get more than 30 thrusts in before I screamed, “Ahhhhhh, holy shit, it’s beautiful …… Hurry up ……. Don’t stop …..”
I was trembling, felt my soul go out of my body, felt floating. A hiss escaped from the depths of my throat, the pores of my body violently released, sweat gushed out, a hot stream gushed out of my pussy as if I were peeing (he told me afterward that it was called a tidal wave), and I passed out.
I don’t know how long it took, but I woke up leisurely, he was on top of me, gently stroking my already hard and erect nipples, and when he saw that I was awake, he slowly started moving again. After a dozen or so thrusts he slowly lifted his hips backward, “Bo”
With a sound like pulling a cork, he pulled his big cock out of my pussy, and I could see that it was covered with blood-filled sinews, so no wonder I felt as good as I did when it throbbed, making me feel like I was soaring.
(Afterwards, he told me that this is the orgasm, the highest level of women’s sexual affairs. I’ve been a woman for 8 years and I don’t even know what an orgasm is or what a blowjob is! As a woman, I’m really a failure.)
After catching his breath, he leaned over me again and slowly pushed his big cock, which hadn’t gone soft, all the way into my pussy again, like a battering ram, “barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf, barf”, thrusting vigorously, and so on, for more than 30 minutes. My heart spasmed again, and I had another orgasm in the midst of a soaring sensation.
And this time the orgasm lasted longer than the first and I almost passed out. As he slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy door, I looked at it and wondered in awe how my pussy could accommodate such a long, thick dick, thicker than a duck egg, eight inches long, with a big cock head the size of a child’s fist.
It hurt a little to hold me up as he entered slowly again, and felt like he drove the tender flesh in my pussy door outward as he jerked.
At this point the whole man was on top of me panting heavily, his cock throbbing frequently in my pussy, a hot stream spurting deep into my body, pounding against my core, so hot that I couldn’t stop trembling, and he ejaculated.
The waves inside me were squirting wildly, and the sheets were soaking wet in huge, huge patches.
After a while, he rolled me over, gestured for me to lift my ass up, shook his big cock, and plunged it into my pussy from behind, and a different kind of pleasure came back. He held my ass with both hands, and that long cock kept thrusting, his thumbs pressed and rubbed my asshole.
After about 10 minutes or so of thrusting, he pulled out his big cock bar and rolled me over again, with me on my back. His big cock was thicker and stronger, especially with the sinewy top and the huge cockhead rubbing against the entrance to my pussy, it was very nice, something I hadn’t had in years.
He pumped for about another 15 minutes and I gradually felt that I was about to have another orgasm, at that point he started thrusting furiously and I felt a hot stream going right into my depths, he started to ejaculate again, and it was lots and lots of cum, and every time he ejaculated I felt an indescribable thrill, and I finally cried out furiously as my orgasm came again.
I was paralyzed on the bed and couldn’t move a muscle, he pulled out his cock and spread my legs, rubbing the head of his weakened cock against my clitoris, labia and the entrance to my pussy, as there was a lot of wave water, after a few slippery rubs he got his cock hard again, gradually I was getting pleasure again as he rubbed my clitoris and suddenly he thrust his big cock in again and I instinctively yelped.
However, he pulled out his cock and carried me into the bathroom and rinsed me up carefully, and after that, my libido seemed to recede a bit.
He started licking my pussy again, this time it was more enjoyable than the first time, his tongue seemed to roll in.
Filling my whole body with pleasure again, he probably licked me for close to 10 minutes before he got up and pulled my head towards his big cock, which I took into my mouth without any inhibitions (I’ve never taken my husband’s cock before).
I don’t know what the reason was, I had never had a cock before and I slurped very hard, he moaned and groaned from time to time, and his cock started to swell up again. He carried me to the front of the bed, put me on the edge of the bed, separated my legs, and inserted the big cock into my pussy, I “Oh” screamed, he began to speed up the speed of thrusting, my pleasure is also more and more intense.
Sometimes my legs up, the big cock in the end; sometimes my body turned over on its side, while inserting and stroking my breasts, about 10 minutes of play, he turned my body into a supine, he reached my core every time, so wildly pumped not more than 10 minutes, my pleasure came again, and this time he also screamed, a stream of hot water straight to the bottom of my heart, he ejaculated again.
I passed out and when I woke up I was still flat on my back with a mess made on my little tummy and pussy hairs, with waves and cum dripping out of my pussy, and he said to me, “You’re fantastic.”
I looked down at my pussy, which was already a little red from his violent bombardment, and my waves were running down the door of my pussy, onto the bed, soaking a good, big patch of it, and my face turned red for a moment, trying to find something to cover it with. He went outside, for a moment, and got a wet towel, and, regardless of my objections, offered to help me clean my slit.
The wet towel was cool and it felt so good. Without warming up in bed, I sat up and trudged into the bathroom as if I were falling apart, walking differently already, as if I were a virgin freshly deflowered. My pussy was on fire.
In the bathroom I squatted on the floor, trying my best to empty out what he had shot inside, looking at the milky white liquid dripping onto the floor, I cried, I felt sorry for my husband, always letting him do it with a condom that made him uncomfortable, thinking about it, I repeatedly rinsed my slut with water, wanting to completely rinse out what I had just done, I sat in the tub for more than 30 minutes as if I had even completely rinsed out the day’s events.
But I knew it had actually happened. It has left an indelible mark on the heart.
After washing, I got dressed and looked at the time, it was almost 5 p.m. I wondered how he could have fucked me for 6 or 7 hours straight. It’s a good thing the kids are on summer vacation and went to their grandma’s house, so I don’t have to worry about it.
I dragged my tired body back to the bedroom, fell on the bed and went to sleep, in my sleep my home phone rang, it was my husband called from Beijing, I did not say a few words, with the body is not good and uncomfortable to put the phone on hold, the heart is full of guilt.
But I really realized what a perfect sex life is after this slutty experience.
Such as: novel fucking posture, nine shallow and one deep and female on male, dragonfly point water …… there is a smooth and drenching a fly, there is the heart hanging in the air, just a little bit short of the climax will come, but it is just a little bit short of the key moment he is letting your heart hanging in the air, make you scratch your heart, and all these kinds of let you can’t stop! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
It was the first time I had ever helplessly cheated on my husband, and the first time I had ever felt what sex with another man brought.
It was also the first time I experienced orgasm and blowout in 8 years of marriage. Afterwards, I felt that no amount of pleasure from promiscuous sex could make me give up on my husband, whom I love, regardless of whether or not he can bring me to orgasm, and whom I love very much, now and in the future.
Husband is my dependence in this life, is an insurmountable mountain, and others are just playing games and seeking a physical stimulation, spice up a dull life or naughty and naughty life.
The pleasure of cheating and the thrill of the powerful thrusts of a big cock made me abandon traditional ideas about sex.
After that we had a few crazy moments in order to experience the pleasure of cheating again, however, soon after he left me forever due to an accident. So, I became more and more bold, without scruples, almost crazy, because I needed sex so much, not willing to be sexually hungry, I was too strong desire. What shame and honor ran to the back of my mind.
In fact, the feeling of cheating is really wonderful, very exciting. However, I have never experienced the wild, bone-crushing, soul-crushing, heart-warming, satisfying sexual pleasure that I had with him in my subsequent affairs with several other men. But now, I’ve become a full-fledged sexually open-minded porn star.