I hung up the phone with a squeal.
It stayed that way until 12:00 p.m. There was nothing else to watch on TV, so I went to bed on my own.
Said to sleep, in fact, is lying in bed and began to fantasize and his wife together shopping Zhao sister, she is a good friend Jia’s wife, the early thirties, because a year older than me, so, my wife and I call her Zhao sister.
The same as my wife, she is still as fit as an unmarried teenager after giving birth to a child, her skin is white, she is not very tall, but she is beautiful.
The curves of her lower body are exposed especially when she wears low waisted pants.
The round, short, shallow ass gives you a strong desire to stick it in hard.
Although there is always a feeling of shame for my friends and my own wife, but when I have sex with my wife, I can’t help but think of Zhao Sister panting in bed, which can make me doubly excited, naturally Zhao Sister has become the object of my nightly sexual fantasies.
I don’t know what time it was, but the movement of my wife onto the bed interrupted me deep in my mirth, and my exploding lower body urged me to wrap my arms around her back, and one hand began to lightly caress her breasts, while the other stroked down to her pussy.
“Stop it, I want to sleep!” The wife said with a little tantrum.
“What’s wrong? Who is messing with you again?” I was a little angry, a good mood was splashed with cold water, simply get up and put on the clothes, drove out of the neighborhood.
When sad, naturally the first to the bar to drink a cup of something, driving to the city center of the bar accumulation, was about to park, the rest of the eyes saw a familiar figure – up the front chest, high buttocks, so familiar figure, intuition tells me, is Zhao sister! I took a closer look, there was no mistake, it was her! My sex goddess! She was wearing a light-colored tight shirt, a short brown pleated skirt, and carrying a few shopping handbags in her hand.
Looks like he just came out of a bar and was about to take a cab.
I didn’t think much of it and immediately pulled up to her and honked the horn softly.
I saw her move a little clumsily and bend over to peer towards the car, and that’s when I realized that she might have been drinking, and her original white face turned red with alcohol.
After looking at me for half a day, she recognized me, and all of a sudden, her face cleared up and she smiled, “It’s you! Sorry, didn’t see it.”
“Go home? I’ll drive you!” I said and waited anxiously for her to reply.
After a moment’s hesitation, she straightened up and looked around as if the cab hadn’t shown up, and said, “Ah, that would be a pleasure.”
As soon as Sister Zhao sat in the car, the mixed odor of perfume and wine hit her nose, which was uncomfortable, but I couldn’t show it, so I had to endure it.
Sister Zhao put her things in the backseat and sat herself in the passenger seat.
I glanced sideways at her, but saw that her shirt buttons were open to the third, and through the loosened collar, I could see the upper part of her pale, plump breasts and deep cleavage exposed.
Luckily she had been drinking and didn’t notice that I was staring at her, but my lower body swelled up all of a sudden, and the top of it was raw and painful in the way of my pants.
I was busy diverting my attention and started talking to her about something unrelated, “You didn’t drive out today ah?” Sister Zhao didn’t answer me.
I was feeling a little uncomfortable because usually we go somewhere together as two families and this was the first time that it was just the two of us sitting together like this, plus she probably had something on her mind and didn’t notice that I was talking to her.
With that, we didn’t say anything else in the car.
In about ten minutes or so, the car pulled up to her house.
I said I’d give her a ride, and she said no, but I still wasn’t sure, “Seeing as you’ve had a bit to drink, it’s better if I send you up!” “It’s really not necessary, I can do it myself, really.”
Between the words, I realized that she was very depressed, her eyes were very red, and she was about to cry, I thought it was good that she wasn’t able to vent it out if I was there.
“Then I’ll call Jia to come pick you up!” I was still a little unsure.
“He’s traveling.”
I seem to know where the problem lies, Jia often takes the opportunity of business trips to fool around with women outside, this must have been known to Zhao.
Now I don’t think I can be of much help, so I’d better get back to it quickly, so I don’t have to ask later and not be able to answer.
I quickly said, “Well, I’ll be back, and you get an early night.”
Jo got out of the car, grabbed her things from the backseat, and staggered into the building.
I returned toward home as well, with a sense of loss in my heart, how I wished that tonight had been one of my flings, but alas, it ended so hastily.
There was about a five minutes or so when my phone rang, and it was Jo calling me on my cell phone.
I thought, did she not come home? Did she want my company? At that thought, I picked it up, only to hear a small voice on the other end.
I didn’t hear her very well, and I stopped the car in passing, turned off the engine, and then told her to speak louder, and only then did I hear her say, “The old people in the house are asleep, and I don’t dare to speak louder, can you do me a favor?” “Ah, what happened?” I asked a little anxiously.
“It’s not a big problem, I just wanted to trouble you to look at my computer and why I can’t get on the internet.”
I looked at my watch, it was 2:30, and I was still surfing the internet? I wanted to shrug it off so I could go home and sleep, but thinking of Sister Zhao’s sexy shirt, I promised her I’d be right there.
Before hanging up the phone, she repeatedly instructed me to be a little lighter, one is not to affect the rest of the elderly, and secondly, I am afraid of waking the elderly, to see a lonely man and woman in the middle of the night to be chaotic suspicion.
I thought to myself, Sister Jo is quite attentive.
When I arrived at Sister Zhao’s house and went upstairs, she had opened the door a long time ago, and Sister Zhao was probably so busy with her computer that she didn’t have time to change her clothes.
We walked gently through the living room to her and Jia’s bedroom.
Room only she and I, may be in the heart into the wrong, but I feel a little twisted, although the hands of the computer, the brain is thinking about how to hold her, so after half a day, not only did not get good, due to the heart of the weak, but also made a full head of sweat.
“Forget it, forget it if you can’t get it right, don’t keep you from going home.”
Sister Zhao somewhat apologetically talked me out of it.
“No, I can’t let you down.”
When I say that, I’m actually trying to kill time, even though I know nothing will happen, but I just want to stay a little longer, and it’s good to be in a reverie.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would be that complicated, causing you to be unable to return home after such a long delay.”
Jo looked even more guilty at my answer.
It occurred to me to take the opportunity to irritate her, so I said, “Blame me for being stupid, if it was Jia, I wouldn’t have delayed you from surfing the internet.”
After saying this, I deliberately looked back, and sure enough, Sister Zhao’s eyes turned red for a moment, tears hovering in her eyes.
But she still wanted to change the subject and said to me, “I’ve recently become obsessed with playing cards online, and there’s no rush, so take your time getting it.”
I could hear a little choke in my voice as I spoke.
I pretended not to hear and continued, “I envy Jia the most for finding a good woman like you, understanding, no wonder Jia loves you so much.”
Sister Zhao stopped talking.
I knew why because she had been whispering behind my back.
At that moment, there was the sound of a door opening outside the bedroom, and we were quiet for a moment, our hearts lifted high, listening to the sound, it seemed to be Jia’s father getting up to use the restroom.
“Wait before you go, or the old man will get the wrong idea if you go out.”
Sister Zhao said nothing more after that, and we both listened quietly to the movement outside the door.
But after a while, Jia’s dad finished going to the bathroom and actually turned on the TV, and the familiar voice of the announcer told me that it was the World Cup at three o’clock tonight, so it looked like I wouldn’t be able to leave for a while.
I looked at Sister Jo.
She kept her head down, probably not completely sober from the wine, and so, leaned her body against the wall.
I couldn’t say anything, and I didn’t have the heart to mess with the computer, so the two of us just sat in the house, waiting so bitterly.
I don’t know how long it was, but Zhao suddenly asked me, “You really envy Jia and I?” “Yes, especially envious that Jia has such a good woman like you.”
I took the opportunity to answer her very affectionately and felt the room ease a little.
“Jia is no match for you at all.”
Speaking of sadness, her body began to shake a little with a low sob.
I hurriedly got her a couple of napkins and whispered to her not to be too upset, it wouldn’t be good for Jia’s dad outside to hear her later.
After a little while longer, maybe everyone was bored too, she took the initiative to sit down next to me, took out the things she bought today when she went shopping and showed them to me, asking me how about this and how about that.
When her elastic body touched me, my whole body became soft all of a sudden, and only one place wanted to be hard.
She took out the clothes she bought and compared them to herself to show me, and she would smile happily when I nodded my head from time to time in praise, but then I could still see in her eyes how unhappy she was.
She kept pulling out the things she bought in the bag to compare them to me, probably because she had been drinking, she didn’t look closely and pulled out a bra, Zhao’s face flooded with millions of embarrassment all of a sudden.
I was also embarrassed by the suddenness of the situation, but I immediately grabbed it from her and put it on my own head, making a face at her.
It was probably quite comical, and she finally couldn’t help but laugh.
It was the first time I’d seen her happy tonight, and for a minute, she was so beautiful and moving that I couldn’t help but look away.
When she realized that my eyes were looking at her intently, for a split second, she put her head down again in embarrassment and stopped talking, and I saw her shedding tears once again.
I thought I was being rude and hurriedly apologized to her, “I’m sorry ah, I, I wasn’t, I was just trying to make a joke to amuse you.”
But she didn’t answer, just shook her head vigorously.
I don’t know if it means ignoring me or not blaming me, but I can only feel her body shaking again from crying.
I gently patted her shoulder with my hand, signaling her to think about it, but she leaned her head against my shoulder in one fell swoop, tears dripping down on me, and the heat of them was felt on my shoulder in one fell swoop through my shirt.
I think it will be okay to let her have a good cry.
Because she was leaning too close to me, her breasts were already pressed against my chest, and the choking caused by her crying made Jo’s breasts jiggle rhythmically, and this friction caused my lower body to already stop getting hard.
And instead of sensing the change in me, she started whispering about Jia having a woman on the outside or something like that.
Where else was I going to listen, I just wanted to feel her puffy breasts against me.
I asked myself, is this an opportunity? I wanted to pin her down right away, but I didn’t dare mess around, so I pretended not to slip my hand that was on her shoulder to her stomach as I spoke comforting words.
She was still mumbling about it as if she didn’t feel it.
I began to try to be a little more indulgent, so I rubbed my hands lightly over the small of her back and leaned my face down to get as close to her lips as I could, everything had to be done naturally and mindlessly.
I said in a soft voice, “Don’t feel too bad, he doesn’t deserve you!” After saying that, without missing a beat, I touched my mouth on her cheek gently as if it were a kiss.
She immediately shut her eyes and stopped talking.
Seeing no resistance, unexpectedly pleased, I boldly moved my hands to her breasts.
She still made no move to resist.
I began to slowly and gently rub her breasts as I whispered with my mouth against her face, “You’re the most beautiful woman and I don’t want you to be sad!” I said and gently touched her lips again.
Although Sister Zhao’s eyes were still closed, her breathing was already obviously a bit rapid.
With my years of experience as a couple, she wouldn’t refuse further action at this point, so I gently pressed my lips to hers.
She wasn’t wearing lipstick, and even though it reeked of alcohol, I could still smell the faint scent of Sister Zhao’s lips.
I slowly pushed the tip of my tongue away from her lips to touch her teeth.
Will she suddenly refuse? I don’t know.
I still continued to push the tip of my tongue deeper and deeper, but soon it was splitting her white teeth with ease.
Slowly, her tongue began to tentatively make contact with me, and while I continued to lightly tease her tongue, I slipped my hand inside her shirt, not realizing that Sister Zhao’s skin was this fine and smooth.
After I ran my hands across her flat, taut little stomach and pushed her bra upward, I finally felt her warm breasts.
Her body visibly shook and a moan of “uh, uh” escaped her nostrils.
My wife was three years younger than Jo, but I found Jo’s flesh more refreshing, and her breasts weren’t flaccid like those of a woman who had given birth, but were full of elasticity and filled my entire hand.
“I’m sorry, forgive me, but I love you so much!” I said softly, and then I intertwined my entire tongue with hers, exchanging saliva with each other.
Although Zhao’s eyes were closed, her increasingly writhing body told me that she was already in the throes of spring.
I began to rotate my hand lightly over her left breast until the nipple grew high and firm with excitement, so I changed the stroking of my hand to gently twisting her nipple between my thumb and middle finger, and then in one smooth motion, I slowly flattened Jo, who was already unable to sit up, on the bed while I knelt on the bed with my knee on her pussy.
I kept whispering apologies to her as I kissed her cheeks, neck and lips.
At the same time it pushed her shirt upward completely to her jaws and unhooked her bra and jerked it off.
That’s when the beautiful breasts I’d dreamed of for years finally jumped in front of my eyes, her breasts were plump and white, with two pink nipples high in the air.
She had made no secret of her feelings at this point, gasping “heh, heh” in her throat, and her hands on the bed were trembling with uncertainty.
I took the nipple of her right breast in my lips at this point, wrapping my tongue around it for a moment and gently biting it with my teeth.
She probably couldn’t take the excitement and had visibly twisted her body, and her legs had begun to squeeze together, while her toes were tensed up very, very straight.
I suddenly felt as if my knee against her was hot, I moved my leg back and touched it with my hand, my fingers were instantly covered in wet sticky liquid, she was already so wet down there that it not only blotted her panties, but wet my pants as well.
Excitedly, I put my mouth to her ear and whispered, “No good, you’re running water.”
She immediately turned her head to the side in embarrassment.
Thinking it was time, I reached up her skirt with my hand and tried to remove her panties.
Who knows, but she suddenly grabbed my hand with both hands and whimpered, “No, not like this!” I also hesitated, what am I doing ah! I shouldn’t be doing this to Sister Zhao.
But the woman I had dreamed of for years was already lying half-naked in front of me, and unwillingly I began to repeat my plea while saying, “Forgive me! Just this once!” While ignoring her grip on my hand, I slid my panties down my legs.
It seemed that she felt incapable of resisting me, or was afraid of alerting the outside, and soon she gave up resisting and put her hands over her face and cried again, but I had no desire to comfort her at this point, and savagely tore at her panties like a wild animal.
It was only when I removed her panties to her knees that I saw that they were white in color, I found the zipper located on the side of her skirt and I suddenly held my breath because what I was about to see was the most intimate part of my best friend’s wife! The skirt zipper wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be, but Jo pressed her ass down and removing the skirt seemed a little hard and slow.
With a fight, the whole mysterious triangle was fully revealed to me as the skirt was pulled back.
I was simply ecstatic, I could feel my heart beating violently, an intense possessor’s pleasure that gave me indescribable spiritual pleasure! The body I had sexually fantasized about night after night for years, the secrets I had never dreamed of were unreservedly revealed to me.
In this mood of extreme excitement, I quickly finished removing all her clothes, and the soft light now deprived her tantalizing body of all coverings.
Sister Zhao possessed such a standard figure, her skin was so white and flawless, smooth and hairless from thigh to calf, her pubic hair at her pussy was well organized to form an inverted triangle, but it appeared to be sparser than my wife’s, and her abdomen was smooth and comfortable to touch.
Both breasts weren’t too big but not too small either, but they were certainly pretty, and the pink nipples stood up seemingly beckoning me to suck and kiss them quickly.
The white buttocks look so plump from having a baby that you will be tempted to touch it.
I slowly parted her tightly closed legs, and an acrid odor of a woman’s bottom came gently toward me.
A pink slit appeared between the black grass, the edges of the labia already wet with gushing lust.
The color of the two small lips is much lighter than my wife’s color, it seems very fresh, which makes me wonder Zhao sister and Jia sex is not much? Here, I want to say, according to so many people described, the next to lick the woman’s lower body and so on the prelude, in fact, in the face of the situation on the spot, I simply can not do it anymore.
I was already overwhelmed by carnal desire, and I lost my patience with this slit, kneeling on both knees between her legs, holding her waist with both hands, and poking into her cunt with my already burgeoning glans.
But at that moment she tried to reject me once more, pushing her hands against my body as her lower body began to swing from side to side.
I couldn’t get my glans against my vagina to go in, so I had to move my hands from her waist to her hips and lean her entire lower body toward me so that my glans touched her pussy door without incident.
Thanks to the love juice, she resisted but the whole glans went in smoothly.
At that point, her entire body began to move back and the glans came off again.
That’s when I saw her eyes open slightly to look at me, and so many tears came out at once.
She started shaking her head and whispering to me, I could probably hear her saying something like “no, I can’t” and her mouth was completely shut down because she couldn’t cry too loud.
I’m kind of in the mindset that a woman reacting this way is actually showing by her behavior that she’s not a very bitchy, self-respecting person.
But the wet pussy called to me, and yes, there was a conflict in everyone’s mind as to whether to act by the pleasure perceived by the body, or to be morally sensible.
My glans had already gone in once, I couldn’t just give up, this resistance only added to my excitement and thrill, my cock felt stronger and harder than it ever had before.
I stepped up my offense in a back-and-forth apology.
“There was a thud, and I was startled when she kept flinching backward and hit her head on the boards at the head of the bed.
She may also have gotten scared and the resistance stopped.
But when I stopped, my penis was fully inserted into her vagina, and then she let out an “ah” and her whole body trembled.
My body sank as I finally made real intercourse for the first time with the woman I had held in my heart for years.
Jo seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation and was about to push me away when it seemed like the sound from earlier had caught the attention of Jia’s father outside, and by the sound of his footsteps, he left the TV and walked towards Jia’s room.
Sister Zhao and I didn’t dare to move.
Her eyes closed tighter, her nostrils braced wide, and she held her breath.
With my rod resting in her cunt, I could take the opportunity to feel Jo’s flesh clamping around my cock, a stunning cavern much tighter than my wife’s vaginal flesh walls, just as seen in the color of the lips of this former cunt.
I’m guessing that since Jia was out messing around, she rarely had sex with Jo when she got home.
Seeing nothing, Jia’s father went back to the living room couch to watch the World Cup.
Now Sister Zhao no longer dared to mess around and could only let me enjoy myself on top of her.
I pushed my rod harder into the depths of my vagina, and because of the position we were in we could thrust so deep that I felt that I had reached the opening of her womb, touching my glans with each thrust.
At this point, I couldn’t care less about being a gentleman, and savagely entered as far as my roots would take me, pop …… pop …….
I hadn’t done it in a long time either, and the excitement made me feel like cumming.
I thought to myself, I can’t cum at this critical moment, if I cum first at this time, Sister Zhao will think that I have nothing to compare to Jia! But Sister Zhao’s vagina was already very tight, inserted inside, it was too exciting, I had to stop the violent attack, began to rhythmically insert slowly, rubbing as hard as I could against the ring of flesh inside her vagina.
Starting to take the initiative Zhao’s hips went up and down faster and faster, her body started to become taut, her face getting hotter and hotter, her mouth pouting slightly, huffing and puffing, her lips biting tighter and tighter.
Knowing that she was about to reach her peak, I pressed my whole body against her, showing no mercy to her lower body, pumping my hips from slow to fast, thrusting my glans savagely in and out of her cunt.
Finally, Sister Zhao’s entire body suddenly coiled up on top of me, her breathing was chaotic and rapid, and her whole body didn’t let go for a long time after some violent trembling.
Seeing Sister Zhao reach orgasm, I relaxed my own endurance, my body pushed forward with all its might, pressing against her pubic bone, “ah ……” a stream of thick, hot, rolling semen passed through my glans and jetted straight into her deepest depths.
She felt the warmth of my sperm …… her lower body began to contract rhythmically, and her uterine opening began to convulse as if it was born to crave this strong, scalding hot semen.
I set Jo down flat on her back.
She was completely limp on the bed, her legs casually spread, her pussy, which had subsided in its passion, was a mess, her pubic hair dampened in strands by a large stain of love juice, and the pink slit at the base of her thighs was beginning to glisten outward with a pale white mixture of semen and love juice.
I smoothly and gently wiped her off one by one with a pillowcase and then my still-erect cock, dropped the pillowcase, and pulled the covers over her body.
She turned her side and her back to me.
I realized that Jo had barely opened her eyes the entire time, perhaps not knowing how to face the facts of what had happened tonight.
I didn’t disturb her and quietly got dressed.
I waited until almost dawn to make sure no one was outside before I quietly left.
After this night, I felt the most enjoyable sex in the world, the kind of excitement that comes to me after completely capturing someone else’s woman from her flesh to her mind.
After realizing real sex with the dream sex fantasy counterpart, returning home is already the next morning, because of the World Cup, my wife did not come home all night without too much suspicion, and I went back to bed with the excitement that I can not forget for a long time.
Lying on the bed, and not being able to sleep immediately, I looked at the genitals that had only just entered Zhao’s pink pussy, with the smell of sour secretion still lingering on it, and my lower body was once again engorged and swollen.
Thinking back to Jo crying under me, I masturbated again and eventually fell asleep in exhaustion.
May be the reason for the weakness of the heart, and then I did not take the initiative to contact the couple, originally got the heart of the dream of the woman, should be content, and I also really hope that just happened that time, and even I regret that I did such a thing to Sister Zhao.
But for some reason, I still had the strong desire to possess Sister Zhao again, and it was a long ordeal.
Finally, one day a month or so later, Jia called me.
Seriously, see the caller ID, I’m a little afraid to pick up, but the problem has arisen, I still only have to face, it’s better than coming to the door to make trouble, at the moment only one step at a time, thinking of a variety of explanations, while trembling with fear and answering the phone.
Jia sounded happy, and it turned out that she was asking me out for a drink.
My mouth quickly agreed, on the way there, the heart has been hairy, thinking will he deliberately pretend to be fine, tricked me out to kill it? Remember how the car was driven to the bar do not know, met, from his look on the face of nothing, I sat down apprehensively, looking around for suspicious characters.
Jia also didn’t care to notice my behavior, he quietly came to my ear and said, “Tonight I’ve got a date with a big beauty, she’ll be here in a while, haha, I’ll tell you to open your eyes!” I faked a smile and matched him with a few words, but then I saw the crowd, Sister Zhao walked in with an angry face.
My heart went cold, it was over, she must have told Jia.
It was at this time that I heard Jia suddenly say to me, “It’s over, why is this ugly woman here?” As she was saying this, Sister Zhao had already walked over to our table and said nothing to Jia.
Jaya was calm and collected as she asked her, “What are you following me for?” “I still want to ask you what you’re doing here?” Sister Zhao was obviously full of anger, and also returned with hatred.
“It’s normal for men to come out and drink!” Jia said while looking at his watch with squinted eyes, and I knew he was anxious about what to do when the other woman arrived.
“Yeah! I’ll drink too!” Sister Zhao finished, lifted the whiskey ordered on the table and took a big gulp.
I thought Jia might stop her, but instead, Jia poured herself a glass and wanted to join her in a toast.
Looking at the situation, I didn’t know how to persuade, but could only watch how things would develop.
Dry less than the fourth cup, only to see Sister Zhao’s eyes reluctantly closed, fell onto the table and huffed and puffed.
Coincidentally, it was at this time that a fashionable woman came to us, and Jia, immediately refreshed, stood up, and pulled the woman into a whisper into her ear.
The woman pushed him away in a moment of embarrassment and said, “Hate it, you’re so horny.”
After saying that, seeing a woman lying on the table, he asked again, “Who is she?” I was about to answer when Jia hurriedly interjected, “Her, her! She is my friend’s wife!” After saying that, he was busy squeezing his eyes towards me.
I immediately picked up on what he meant and also continued, “Yeah, it’s my wife, huh?”
But women have better intuition after all, and the woman who came was still half-heartedly looking at Jia and then at me, and didn’t say anything, probably mulling over the conspiracy between us.
Jia reacted quickly and immediately said to me, “Look at your wife drinking like this, you guys go back first.”
Although I understand what he means, but how can I go back with her ah, go back where? I looked at Jia with a depressed face, Jia anxious, afraid of that woman to see what the name, to me constantly squeezing eyes, signaling me to leave, I have no choice, than a want to embrace Sister Zhao’s movement, Jia quickly a slight nod.
I know that he is now anxious mood, no way, had to try to help Zhao sister up, but completely drunk people are like a stone like very heavy, in front of Jia’s face, I’m not too big action to touch Zhao sister’s body, get half a day, hard did not get Zhao sister up.
The woman looking for Jia finally spoke up, “Jia, you don’t do your friend any favors either.”
Jia seemed to be relieved and said happily, “Okay, I’ll get him to the car, he’ll be here in a minute.”
Even though there were two of us, we struggled to carry Sister Zhao to the parking lot.
I asked Jia, “What now, we wait for you here?” “That won’t work, this woman is so hard to pick up!” Jia was a bit anxious.
“What then? Your wife won’t move.”
I don’t know what to do either.
“Tell you what, take her to your house!” Jia replied without much thought.
“No, my wife is definitely going to ask her what happened.”
I think Ja has gotten so anxious that he won’t think things through.
“Then you can take her back to my house for me! She has a key on her.”
Jia said as she prepared to run for the bar.
“Even less, what will your father and the others think when they see me carrying your wife back.”
I thought that was an even worse idea and called him back in a hurry.
“Don’t worry, my dad and the others went back home! I’ll entrust you tonight!” Kejia said without looking back and disappeared.
In desperation, I started the car and went to Sister Zhao’s house, and with a lot of effort, I finally carried her upstairs, and by the way, I looked for the key in her bag, and opened the door after a few tries.
Sure enough, no one was home, so I went to the bedroom where I had fought and put Jo flat on the bed.
I leaned against the wall next to the bed, finally I could take a good breath, looking at this woman lying on the bed, her whole body lying drowsily on the bed, I suddenly had a feeling of pity, she had suffered a lot today.
“My poor Sister Jo.”
How I wanted to comfort her, but she remained so sleepy.
I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, a very heavy odor of alcohol, mixed with the taste of food choked me so much that I had to lift my head and take a huge breath.
In order for Sister Zhao not to fall under the bed in the middle of the night, I picked her up very hard and placed her in the center of the bed, sweat coming out of my head at once.
But Sister Zhao was moved so hard by me just now, but she actually didn’t have the slightest reaction, and remained drowsy and motionless, poor Sister Zhao, she does need a good rest.
I pulled the covers over her, but I thought no, I’d better remove her clothes.
So, I helped her lift her hands up and take the outside sweatshirt off by running it down her head and through her raised hands.
She was wearing a light blue bra today that had shifted, probably from pulling on it while assisting her earlier, and was stuck tightly halfway up her breasts, so I had to wrap my hands around her back and loosen her bra.
The breasts were strangled with a red semi-circular mark.
I was even more distressed and unconsciously licked the red mark with my tongue.
I had seen this pair of udders last time, but this time it felt different again, still as full of freshness, maybe it was the different environment last time, this time I was able to look at it carefully with peace of mind.
Jo was passed out anyway, so I started caressing again.
These stunning breasts, long gone for over a month, were still so bouncy and undulating in my hands.
To be honest, last time it was too sudden and I didn’t feel Sister Zhao’s body too closely, but this time was different, tonight was really beautiful.
I began to slowly kiss my way up around Jo’s entire upper body, over the smooth, taut little tummy and towards the roots of Jo’s mesmerizing thighs.
The tight sweatpants Jo was wearing accentuated the taut mounds of her bottom, and as I picked up Jo’s buttocks and pulled the sweatpants off, I saw at once that the soft pale blue panties had sunk deep into her privates, revealing her fascinating cleft.
As I sucked on the encased pussy with my mouth through the panties Jo was wearing, a familiar sour flavor poured into my entire body and my cock swelled as if it were fermenting.
The familiar smell made me involuntarily strip myself down to nothing, then moved Zhao’s round buttocks upwards to lift her and slowly tug on her panties.
I had all night tonight, I didn’t want to be in such a hurry as I was last time, and when the panties were tugged halfway down, Jo’s not-so-abundant black curly hairs slowly jumped out of the side of her pants and stood in front of my eyes.
I brought my mouth up, inhaling deeply the flavor of the woman’s mystery through the flowers, and with that, I flung my whole body over her legs, tugging the panties down to her knees with both hands, and then replacing them with my feet to remove them completely, and then using my feet to spread Zhao’s legs into a wide-open shape as well.
The familiar sight was suddenly a bit eye-opening, the unconscious Zhao did not secrete sweet juices, her red labia fell shyly over the mouth of her pussy, half covering part of her clitoris.
It was the first time I had ever put my face so close to Jo’s private parts, and I began to try to touch her pussy lips with my tongue.
I smelled a slightly sour odor, I wanted to retract my tongue, but after hesitating, I still held my breath and used the tip of my tongue to pick apart the lips of my pussy, and then tweaked Sister Zhao’s fleshy piece of flesh as if slapping it back and forth, and only then did I realize that the taste of a woman’s private part was not as great as it smelled, but instead it was like a sweet spring that made a man want to suck it dry.
I began to relax and suck on it and shuddered as I reached inside Jo’s pussy.
At first my vaginal opening felt a little dry, but after three or two teasing strokes of my tongue, I soon felt some sticky liquid sliding into my mouth.
I sucked in as much as I could, then probed my tongue into the lower end of Jo’s pink slit then licked all the way up to the sensitive morsel at the top, by now my face was smeared with Jo’s tart juices.
I don’t know if it was the sensation or not, but Jo started to roll her body over a few times and finally curled up on her side to sleep on the bed.
Making sure she didn’t wake up, I then held her hips tightly from behind so that her lower body was facing my glans, and fearing that she would wake up from her drink, I stabbed hard into the core of her flower.
“Ah ……”, I felt a stinging pain in my glans, by this time, probably because of the pause just now, Sister Zhao’s vagina had become dry, and the inside of her vagina was already narrow, as soon as I went in, I felt the pain caused by the dryness, and I found it hard to go in every bit.
I had to hold her hips down with my hands and then slowly and tentatively feed my cock in.
But the unconscious Jo was slow to respond to the stimulation from her pussy walls, and didn’t secrete enough juice for me to slide in and out of her pussy quickly enough.
I grabbed her breasts with my hands from behind, and as I stabbed deep into Jo’s body, they struck forward against my hands in response, but my vagina, which couldn’t speed up the impact, was still gradually losing the lubrication from the mucus, and I felt a growing sensation of pain down there, so maybe it wasn’t the right night for this.
I decisively pushed my penis out, and because it was in such close contact with my vagina, I heard a “boing” sound, as if I were pulling a piston.
I saw the glans come out with a small amount of blood, so it must have been because there wasn’t a lot of watery juice and it broke the foreskin.
I was busy finding a towel to wipe it off and was ready to finish, but I realized that I didn’t have any bruises on my genitals, and that was probably Jo’s pussy that I had penetrated.
I used both hands to peel her round ass crack open, and began to carefully inspect her private parts, then used my fingers to gently pierce apart the two pieces of flesh, and the pink vaginal opening was exposed, due to the intense thrusting just now, there was not much white foam sticking to the vaginal opening, as well as some blood, and not long after that, there was a small amount of blood flowing out along the flesh slit.
Looking at all this blood, it made me think of when Jia enjoyed Zhao’s first virginity it was probably like this.
Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but plug the bleeding slit with my glans, probably because of the blood, and bury my whole cock deep into the deepest part.
This time strangely enough, the discomfort brought on by the dryness inside Jo’s vagina, coupled with the sense of obstruction pinched by the undulating inner walls of her vagina, didn’t stop me from pumping, but instead accelerated me even more frantically.
My belly kept bumping into her arched buttocks, making the sound of “pak …… pak ……”, and the friction brought about by Sister Zhao’s lower body and mine being too tightly packed together caused a vague pain sensation. The friction brought about by my and Zhao’s lower bodies being too tightly packed together caused a vague feeling of pain, while I was frantically thrusting deeply and shallowly, left and right, forgetting to fantasize that this was Zhao’s first time to be inserted into her virgin pussy! Perhaps this is the uniqueness of “stealing love”, the satisfaction I felt far exceeded the feeling of taking Zhao’s virginity.
Due to the overstimulation, my body went slack, and immediately, the nerves of my entire body seemed to concentrate at the glans, and a hot current, like an electric current, pierced through my entire body, rushed out of my penis, and spewed out deep inside Sister Zhao’s flower core, and my entire body convulsed as I held Sister Zhao tightly in my arms.
When I pulled out my genitals to look at them, already red and wet from the ordeal, but still straight, I was amazed by the fact that I’d never had an erection this strong before.
When I looked again, Sister Zhao was still drowsy and asleep, her familiar face still revealing the unique flavor of a young woman.
Unwilling to stop, I flipped the unconscious Jo over and laid her flat on the bed, then I pressed my whole body on top of hers and rested her legs on my shoulders.
I started to make big moves, pressing my right hand on my pubic mound, thrusting the whole rod in and then pulling the whole thing out completely.
The tender skin of my vaginal opening wrapped around the rod and was brought in and out with the momentum of the movement, and with the effect of the red and white mixture that slowly flowed out of the mouth of Jo’s slit, my entire penis was once again deeply submerged in this pussy that had been tormented so much this evening, until my testicles struck Jo’s perineum.
Unlike earlier, this time, the flesh was filled with a mixture of cum and blood, moistening the entire pussy.
I had never enjoyed such a comfortable vagina, narrow but lubricated and flexible.
After a steady stream of in and out, I felt the tightly clenched pussy of my cock begin to pump for the first time tonight.
It seems that a woman’s body reacts much slower at this time of the year, Zhao’s blazing vagina began to cater to my every thrust, at times retreating away, her pubic mound pressing downward on my meat stick as if to force me to withdraw, at times the muscles of her vagina contracted as if they refused to relax, clamping down on me forcefully and evenly.
When I did it with my wife, I had never been exposed to this kind of feeling, and I felt that I couldn’t stand this kind of stimulation any longer, so I pressed my body onto Sister Zhao’s soft body, feeling the friction between my breasts and Sister Zhao’s nipples with each stroke, enjoying the lustful sounds coming out of the constant contact and thrusting of the two of us with Sister Zhao’s genitals.
Once again I ejaculated inside Jo’s flesh, and although the amount of semen was less, the pleasure from that ejaculation still called my whole body to go completely limp in convulsions.
Having sex with a drunk, especially after a bout of heavy breathing, I felt, like I had been drinking a lot, too, and my head was spinning.
Looking at my watch, it was already late, and worried that Jia would suddenly kill back, heartily thankful that everything was safe and sound just now, I packed up and quickly got dressed and staggered back home.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my wife sitting on the sofa watching TV, and being a thief, I immediately realized what had happened, and was busy explaining, “The company party, and the leader was there.”
But my wife got up and quickly came over and hugged me.
I was taken aback by the sudden movement and hastened to find out what had happened.
“It’s Sister Jo, she just called.”
When I heard that, I was immediately scared half to death, did Sister Zhao call and denounce me? “She, what happened to her?” “You can’t go around saying anything, Sister Zhao told me not to tell anyone.”
My wife looked at me with some skepticism, waiting for my answer.
In fact, I know that she will never keep her word, and that’s how I share Sister Zhao’s “secret” with her every time.
“Fine, fine, don’t say no.”
I casually glossed over it, more importantly wanting to know immediately what was going on.
“When you didn’t come back, I went to sleep by myself first, but it turned out that the phone woke me up just now, it was Sister Zhao’s call, she seemed to be panicking, so I consoled her, but it turned out that what she said scared me too much to go to sleep.”
As if still recalling with horror what had just happened, my wife hugged me tightly as she spoke.
“Did she and Jia fight again?” “Jia said she was traveling again today, and Zhao didn’t believe her, so she quietly followed her.”
“You women just love to speculate!” Surprisingly, I was glad in my heart that this had happened and brought me another happy night, but in order not to be found out by my wife, I pretended that I didn’t understand Sister Zhao.
“Darn it, listen to people or not?” My wife was a little upset by my interruption.
To keep listening, I coaxed again, “No more interruptions, I’m listening.”
“Zhao only remembers that she followed Jia out and ended up getting drunk, she can’t remember what happened, but she woke up in the middle of the night to find herself naked as if she had even been raped, but she checked that the doors and windows were all locked.”
As soon as I heard that Sister Zhao was completely naked, that thing in my pants, unconsciously raised up again.
Wife seems to be still immersed in fear, and did not notice the changes in my lower body, still continue to say, “She called, said she did not dare to go to bed, asked me to go to accompany her, but as soon as I heard about this, I was also afraid, just us two women can not be, or there must be a man, so I asked her to still come to our house to live, and wait for the dawn to go back.”
“So what did Sister Jo say? Is she coming?” I asked offhandedly, and then felt a little too excited afterward.
“At first she wouldn’t, but I said I really couldn’t go to her house, you know, and she didn’t have any other friends, and after thinking about it for a while, she reluctantly agreed.
And I hung up the phone and was too scared to go to sleep, so I freaked out and watched TV here, waiting for you to come back.”
When I looked at my watch, it was 3:30 at night, so I said, “Then I’ll go to bed first, I don’t care about you guys.”
In fact, I knew what was going on in my heart and secretly felt funny, but thinking about what I did to Sister Zhao tonight, I felt oddly a bit embarrassed, so I made an excuse to hide back inside.
My wife didn’t dare to be alone outside and followed me in, people still clinging to me.
Thinking of how Sister Zhao felt when she was pressed under my body tonight without her knowing it herself, a surge of excitement surged through my emotions, and with my wife’s body heat from hugging me heating up my arousal even more, I rudely parted my wife’s two slender thighs and thrust in.
Thinking it was me trying to pacify her, my wife did her best to spread her thighs to match my frantic thrusts.
I’d already cum twice tonight, and my semen stock was already low, so the thrusts were long, but just then the doorbell rang.
“Oh shit, Sister Jo is here!” My wife and I said in unison.
The wife hurriedly got up, found some toilet paper to wipe what was coming out of her bottom, put on her pajamas and opened the door.
At this point, I really can’t describe how I feel, no one wants to be interrupted at this time, and I kinda blame Sister Zhao for spoiling my fun.
It started pouring outside, accompanied by lightning and booming thunder, and I couldn’t hear what the two of them were saying in the living room.
I was about to get up and go to the door to listen when my wife opened the door and came in, asking if I could sleep outside on the couch, she wanted to sleep with Jo.
I had no choice but to pack up my things and carry the quilt to the living room and look at Sister Zhao.
She was soaked through, probably in a hurry to get out and didn’t have her rain gear with her, and I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was probably really freaked out tonight, with a nervous and confused look on her face.
She saw me looking at her and nodded slightly, a little apologetically, and said warily, “Sorry about tonight.”
I was about to lie down on the sofa when my wife arranged for Jo to go and take a hot bath first before she caught a cold.
I thought it was a bit indecent for a big man like me to be lying on the couch when the two of them weren’t asleep, so I had to turn on the TV and watch it.
His wife was busy out and about preparing a bath for Sister Zhao.
After a while, Zhao sister washed almost, I saw my wife from the bedroom and took a bra and a disposable paper panties sent to the bathroom to Zhao sister to change, it turned out that his wife is also quite careful, the woman on the panties of the hygiene is very concerned about, after all, the woman’s lower body in the front of the bacteria but is very “fragile”, disposable panties more The disposable panties are more hygienic.
I don’t know how, but the two of them even laughed in the bathroom, maybe a little suddenly, a little loud enough to be heard with the thunder outside, but then quickly stopped immediately as if they realized what was going on.
Thinking that the familiar underwear usually worn on my wife’s body would soon be on Sister Zhao’s body, I pulled my wife to the sofa as soon as I could and said with a pleading voice, “Darling, ride Sister Zhao in to take a shower and let’s finish what we just did.”
“Yuck, there are outsiders, shame on you.”
Surprisingly, his wife blushed.
“But I’m so sad. I’m halfway done. Please understand.”
I continued to plead.
“Forget it, just bear with it, if you can’t stand it, do you want to take a sleeping pill too?” “You took it?” “Yes, you think I’m not sad that I’m half done, I want it too! No more, if you want to eat, take it yourself, I’m sleepy, I’m going to bed first.”
When his wife finished, she went back to the bathroom door and came out with Jo.
Seeing the two of them still laughing, I asked with a bit of curiosity, “What were you guys just laughing about? It was so loud.”
Sister Zhao and my wife froze for a moment when I asked so suddenly, then looked at each other.
I saw Sister Zhao’s face brushed red, while my wife quickly excused herself, “Women’s affairs, men stay out of it!” On the pull Zhao sister back to the room to go to sleep.
And I launched myself helplessly at the boring TV in the middle of the night.
The night was so long that a loud clap of thunder made the neighborhood car security devices rattle, and with the couch itself not being a good place to sleep, the idea of complaining about the unpleasantness Jo had caused me tonight arose in my mind.
I angrily walked to the bathroom to pee, only to see the corset that my wife had just taken to Sister Jo to change into still sitting on the washing machine.
I seemed to understand the reason why the two of them laughed just now, my wife’s tits weren’t as big as Sister Zhao’s, and my wife’s bra must have been extremely uncomfortable for Sister Zhao to wear, and the two of them must have laughed because of this reason.
When I returned to the living room, I realized that Sister Zhao was already sitting on the sofa, and when she saw me come out, she explained with a bit of embarrassment, “Your wife is a good sleeper, and she didn’t wake up from such a loud thunder.”
Then it was unnatural to turn her head to look at the TV again.
Looking at her somewhat flustered expression, I knew that she had been frightened by the thunder, especially with this thunderstorm tonight, and with no lights on in the bedroom, she must have been so scared that she ran to the lighted living room.
I smiled, still sitting on the couch.
She was sitting on one side and I was sitting on the other, both of us were feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, the TV was already some very boring reruns, but we were still pretending to be paying attention.
After all, tonight for Zhao, she experienced too many “terrible” things, first, she quarreled with her family, then I was possessed by me unknowingly, making her think that she was possessed by “unclean things”, and now she has to suffer the fear of thunder, not to mention that her partner was sleeping so hard next to her. The next partner is sleeping so hard.
Since I was bored, I started watching her while pretending to watch TV.
She was wearing one of my wife’s coffee-colored, finely flowered cotton dresses, her arms clasped together, her breasts accentuated by the tightness of the fabric pressed against her hands, her nipples showing as tiny bumps in the cotton.
I guess I was right, she couldn’t fit into my wife’s little corset and had to hang up the “gap”.
I don’t know why, but I’ve clearly seen Zhao’s full and pointed tits twice before, but this feeling of being covered by thin cotton is indescribably new and exciting to me.
This stimulation made my lower body feel like standing up again.
In order not to show my ugly face here, I forced myself to turn my attention back to the TV, but it had long since shown the off-air sign.
Jo and I both remained silent as we continued to stare at the TV.
Peeking at her again, I noticed Jo’s eyes looking my way from time to time as well, and I pretended not to notice, but the silence was maddening, and I began to think about how to break the ice.
“Boom!” A sudden loud clap of thunder seemed to hit the neighborhood.
Almost at the same time, it was all dark around them at once.
You can’t see anything except you can hear the constant sirens from the cars in the neighborhood, and the entire area is without power, so you really can’t see anything.
I felt like I had forgotten where I was, the thunder was just too scary, and I was so scared I didn’t regain my senses until the homes turned off their car alarms.
“Rumble!” Another series of loud thunder.
It was only a split second into the lightning that I saw Jo, and it was as if she had only just realized where I was, squeezing in next to me in a flash and leaning close to me, her body trembling terribly, just before it went dark again after the lightning ended.
For me, it all came so suddenly.
I could feel her heart beating hard because at the moment her breasts were pressed against mine.
I don’t know why I should feel lucky tonight or regret that it’s in my house.
I cautioned myself that my wife was in the other room, and that I couldn’t do such a thing in front of my wife when I’d already gotten Jo’s flesh tonight, and tried to talk her out of hugging me so much that it would make me punchy.
But no matter what I said, she still wouldn’t let go of me.
I had no choice but to come up with the next best thing, I told her honestly, “Sister Zhao, don’t be like this, it’ll make me impulsive and I’ll make a mistake.”
Like the thunder that didn’t stop, she hugged me tightly and still didn’t let go.
It was still dark all around, but I couldn’t wait like that, I urged her again, “If you don’t let go, I’m really going to make a mistake!” Still no movement, I issued an ultimatum: “I’m going to count to three and I’m going to get my hands messy.”
Hearing that, I seemed to feel her head shaking from side to side as she leaned on my shoulder, but her hand still didn’t let go.
I also don’t understand if I won’t let go or if I don’t agree with me touching her.
Without much thought, I began to count in a whisper, “One, two–, three!” I actually had no intention of actually touching it, but I clearly felt her hand abductions naturally leaning towards her breasts because she was truly afraid of me touching her.
This action made me feel like she was actually defending herself against me like this, and I was left with a sense of failure at being rejected.
She had interrupted my lovemaking with my wife, and now she was delivering herself to me and not giving it, and the series of thoughts lit a ball of desire for revenge in my chest, and mixed with the lustful thoughts of a man physically wanting a woman’s flesh urging me to take the initiative, I longed for her.
This seemed to dissolve the guilt I felt for my own wife.
Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but be amazed at my own boldness, and I was beginning to enjoy the wildly loud rumble of thunder as I pined for it to come harder! She was sitting on my left side, so that I forced my left hand across her arm and clasped it solidly on her breasts through the cotton skirt.
“Ah! I’m just scared, don’t do this!” She struggled with pleading, but the faint gasp of “mmm, mmm” from deep in her throat betrayed her lack of sincerity.
Now her resistance was nothing more than a pose.
Since I couldn’t see each other, all I could feel was a panting hot mouth searching for my face.
I sucked her lips tightly along with this wave of heat exchanging saliva with each other.
My right hand also eagerly circled around Jo’s back and slid down to the lower part, groping her bouncy, plump ass through the cotton skirt.
All struggles were completely abandoned, and in return, Jo’s hands were clawing and lashing out at my back.
And so, on my living room couch, we kissed with abandon.
She just moaned lowly at first.
We leaned sideways on the couch and I pressed my entire body down toward her, and since she was at the bottom, my right hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, had to be withdrawn, but it soon went back in through the hem of the cotton skirt, reaching the base of her thighs.
I touched the disposable paper panties my wife had given her, and it was the first time I had ever touched her inner thighs, gently roaming the delicate thighs with the tip of my middle finger while cocking my index finger to inadvertently touch her private parts through the thin cotton paper.
The woman couldn’t stand this kind of temptation, she couldn’t just let my hand fiddle around like that, and instead took the initiative to clamp my hand with her legs as if she was afraid of my hand getting away from her there, and then started squeezing her legs from side to side, and her pussy rubbed up against my hand.
She moaned louder.
Though it was muffled by the thunder, I signaled her to keep her voice down.
At this time, the left hand covering her breasts was still through the soft cotton cloth, which made me feel stronger than the pleasure brought by directly wrapping her breasts.
I stroked her tits, which I had already ravaged tonight, and the elasticity felt different than it had earlier in the day when I was at her house, and in addition to being incredibly resilient, it was also a bit softer, adding a bit of smoothness that comes from cotton, and a bit more flavorful.
I moved my body downward and bent my head to run my tongue over the raised nipple through the cotton skirt.
In the darkness, her hand not-so-skillfully found its way to my bottom and unzipped my pants, and my already hard rod felt the coolness of the release all at once.
She ran her hand through it, obviously not yet knowing how to play with a man’s manhood, just grasping it in her hand in a tight, loose grip.
Probably because I was holding the nipple, her breasts were bigger and fuller than my first two encounters.
I felt that I could no longer control it with my mouth alone, so I had to revert to squeezing my left hand through the cotton skirt from the side to the center of the tits I was holding in my mouth, squeezing and kneading them painstakingly, sometimes pinching and rubbing the nipple with my thumb and forefinger in conjunction with the light bite of my teeth.
Her slight gasp turned into a ragged breath.
This sexy voice of Jo’s stimulated my lower nerves, and I pulled out my right hand, which was caught in my leg, and searched for it in the hem of my skirt, but in the darkness, I could never touch the elastic band of those pesky disposable panties.
Impatiently, I felt my way back to her pussy, the copious amounts of sticky juice had already dampened the cotton paper panties that covered the pussy area, it couldn’t wait, “hiss”, without much effort my hand ripped the disposable panties from their dampness, the sticky wet pubic hairs stuck the juice all over my hand.
I nibbled on the nipple under the cotton skirt that was already wet with a large amount of saliva with my teeth, biting harder and harder before trying to open my mouth wide enough to take both nipples into my mouth.
A bite on the left, a bite on the right.
The darkness subsided all her shame, and she let herself go completely, panting raggedly as if she had never been so stimulated before.
I was too aroused, and she was probably over-excited as well, tugging hard on my cock.
I was on the verge of tears from the pain, but this was off the charts and very exciting.
She struggled to lift her hips upward as I fumbled the middle finger of my right hand along the slime in preparation for insertion into her pussy.
As soon as her fingers touched her labia, she suddenly grabbed my hand with one.
I knew what she was thinking and immediately whispered, “Don’t worry, I washed my hands and they’re clean.”
Only then did she let go.
With that, my middle finger was buried deep in the flesh.
I turned my hand palm up and my middle finger began to make a constant bending motion as I touched the inner walls of the ring of her vagina and I began to repeatedly stimulate the flesh of the G-spot inside her vagina.
She seemed to say something in her ragged gasps, and I moved my head closer, faintly hearing her call for me to come inside her quickly.
I knew it was time, but I deliberately said, “No, Sister Jo, I’ve already made a mistake with you once, I, I can’t.”
Side by side, I tried to get away from her.
But at this point, Sister Zhao could not help herself, she took my pants down to my knees in three tries, pressed me down to the other end of the sofa, spread her legs apart and crossed them over my waist herself, holding the backrest of the sofa with one hand to stabilize her whole body, and then used her other hand to locate my straightening genitals, groped for the position of her pussy, and sat down hard with her hips.
“Pfft!” There was a muffled thud as my cock went in due to the amount of mucus in Jo’s lower body.
Indescribably awesome! This one was the first time Jo used her hand to guide my genitals into her most secret place.
Although my wife had taken the medicine and was already in a deep sleep, I was still a little worried in my heart, and although my penis was inserted into Zhao’s slit, I was still a little distracted as I let her move on her own.
She probably didn’t find it very enjoyable, so she wiggled her body up and down, forward and backward to match my genitals, and for a while it was more violent than I’d ever done.
I don’t know if it was the darkness of the night or the scent of the thunderstorm! It inspired a more primitive wildness in me, and I began to thrust upward as hard as I could, oblivious to the fact that I was holding my waist upward.
Each time she plunged deep into the bottom, the copious amounts of mucus Jo secreted splattered in all directions with the impact of our genitals, and a few times when she touched her uterine opening too deeply, her whole body would spasm a little from the pain.
I felt more and more liquid running down her ass, onto my pubic hair, and then onto my legs, and that excitement brought on harder pumping, neither having to speak or see the other’s lewdness.
Her movements went from big to small and sharp, and her gasps became more and more indistinguishable in number as she took my hand and slid it up through the hem of her skirt and rested it on her tits.
I knew she was about to reach her climax, so I matched it with a hard squeeze and a quick up and down thrust of my cock, it was the first time I had ever done this, and the fresh excitement made me feel like I couldn’t contain my sperm very quickly, and I signaled her that I was going to cum.
Another clap of thunder of a louder nature struck.
Vaguely I thought I heard her grunt a few times after she got so excited, I didn’t care about anything else, I straightened up my body, pressed her back down again in reverse and quickly buried my genitals deep into her cunt, after two or three seconds a burst of pleasure erupted and she twitched a couple of times before going limp and not moving underneath me.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, me kissing her face as she remained limp on the couch, not returning her strength.
I got up, went to the bathroom from memory, found the lap paper, and retraced my steps to the living room.
I didn’t have to work too hard to get to the couch, as Jo’s constant breathing in the darkness had told me where she was.
She couldn’t move and didn’t want to, so I used paper to thoroughly clean my lower body and legs and pubic hair area first, and then sat down on the couch, groping for the body whose size had become familiar to me after I’d possessed it several times, and felt for the private parts, wiping her lower body clean and tidying it up.
I helped her into the bedroom again and put her next to my wife.
I was uneasy and gently called my wife a few times, but she was still asleep and didn’t answer, so I went back to the living room and went to bed.
I was shocked when I woke up early the next morning at a little after 8:00 a.m. I actually always get up late during my usual breaks, but today was an exception because I wanted to get up early to see what I hadn’t cleaned up from last night.
I thought as I surveyed the couch while the area around last night’s madness was so clean.
Yeah, look at all the ripped off underwear yet.
I was about to look in the trash can when I saw Jo already fully clothed in the kitchen making breakfast; it looked like she had gotten up earlier than me and cleaned up the mess.
“What a very attentive woman!” I smiled knowingly.
Zhao sister see me in the kitchen door looking at her, but also a little embarrassed, did not dare and my eyes directly to the eye, while the face is clearly still hanging a little red, which is the most attractive woman charming, which makes me feel back with my wife when we first cohabited, the kind of feeling she had every morning.
Oh, I can’t think about it. I’m going to be “upright” again. I’d better go see my wife.
I walked back to the bedroom and my wife was still asleep in bed.
Oh, I laughed in my mind when I heard Sister Zhao walk to the door and call my wife up for breakfast.
When my wife washed up and came out, the three of us ate breakfast together, Sister Zhao and my wife talked and laughed and pulled some home truths, and I saw her raise her eyes to me from time to time, and those eyes were full of happiness, and she had never been like that before, and I didn’t listen in to what they were saying.
My wife suddenly took her hand and said, “Just stay a few more days until Jia begs you to go back, and to show Jia what it’s like to live without you!” I stopped too, expecting her answer.
She looked up at me.
Thinking she was worried that I wouldn’t agree, my wife said, “He won’t object! Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare disobey me!” “Then I’ll trouble you!” Sister Zhao nodded by default.
The three of us laughed.
I looked at her, she also looked at me, we were very happy to laugh through a happy morning! Sister Zhao stayed in my home in this way, unfortunately, when I came home from work, the two women in addition to shopping is at home non-stop chatting, just as if I did not exist.
Sometimes I just sit and watch Jo from the angle of my wife’s back to me, and occasionally Jo sneaks a peek at me.
When the two eyes met, I could see the regret and helplessness in her eyes as well, and I guessed that perhaps she hadn’t been listening attentively to my wife’s ranting either.
As expected, she was always overwhelmed by my wife’s sudden questions.
It was a painful ordeal, bitter but with the sweetness of first love.
Zhao sister every night always want to take a hot bath, listening to the irregular sound of water drops, I will always imagine that I am that slide through Zhao sister every inch of the hot water, but also only in this moment, I will be these sexual fantasies accumulated desire all vented on his wife, and at night a person sleeps on the couch masturbation to the whole body is soft to faint to sleep until.
Every day.
It was only on the third day that I had to stop this madness when I began to feel pain in my lower back in addition to weakness in my limbs.
The fourth day was a Saturday, and due to continuous wear and tear, I woke up with the sun up high.
I looked around and saw no sign of the two women, the bedroom door was open and the room was empty except for the neatly folded quilt.
I came back to the kitchen, but I heard someone showering inside the bathroom, in broad daylight, it should be the wife, it seems Zhao went home.
When I thought of this, there was an indescribable loss in my heart, and my already tired body became even heavier.