Wife on the subway (Wife and mature adult novel)

I am an ordinary woman, about 27 years old, 1.6 meters tall. I don’t have a beauty that can shame flowers and the moon, but I am still a beautiful, mature and sexy young woman.

Four years ago, my husband and I left our hometown and came to the affluent capital, Beijing. My husband Guohua joined a real estate development company based on his personal ability and was quickly recognized by the boss, who appointed him as the director of engineering planning.

From then on, my husband had no extra time to spend with me. Although I feel very lonely sometimes, I love my husband deeply and have never done or thought about anything to betray Guohua.

I have never gone out to work. Every day I either go shopping with friends or chat online. My life is very ordinary and boring. But one day in the summer of 2002, something changed my...

It was a very hot day and my husband went to work early in the morning. It was another lonely day.

Just when I was about to go online, my friend Xiaoling called me and asked me to go shopping. Since I had nowhere to go, I changed into a set of casual clothes - a tight T-shirt and ultra-short denim shorts, and took the subway to my destination to meet up with Xiaoling.

Xiaoling's situation is similar to mine. Her husband is also a high-income earner, and she also has nothing to do all day. We met through chatting online, and we hit it off right away and quickly became close friends.

"Xiao Yun, I think that skirt is very nice..." Xiao Ling and I were having a great time strolling along the XX Pedestrian Street, and before we knew it it was already past five in the afternoon. Xiaoling also went home because her husband called her. It's time for me to go home too.

It's the rush hour after get off work and the subway station is really crowded. A train just came and it was full before I could get on. Soon the next one arrived and I was pushed onto the train amid the crowded crowd. My self-protection instinct made me squeeze in to the innermost part and stand against the inner door. Since the other door of Beijing subway is not open, I think it is very safe here.

There were a lot of people, and there was a man standing in front of me, face to face with me, very close to me. We soon arrived at a station and a group of people got off. I thought I could finally relax, but more people got on. The man standing in front of me was squeezed so hard that he almost fell on me.

His strong chest was pressed against my breasts. Although I was reluctant to have such contact, what else could I do in such a crowded environment? I still couldn't control my heartbeat which kept accelerating. What surprised me even more was that his hand began to touch my thigh, and the other hand reached between my legs and rubbed my private parts back and forth through my pants.

He is so bold and shameless. I looked up at him in surprise, only to see him staring at me with lustful eyes. I quickly turned my head away and didn't dare to look at him.

Seeing how timid I was, he became even bolder. One hand groped around the leg of my shorts, and then a finger inserted into the trouser leg, lifted my underwear and directly fiddled with my plump little vagina. I instinctively clamped my legs together, but it was too late. I don't know when he put a foot between my legs to stop me from clamping them together. He seemed to be an experienced pervert.

My disobedient body began to react strongly, and his fingers had already explored the vaginal opening.

He whispered in my ear: "Miss, you are so sensitive. Cooperate, or it will be no good for you!"

When his fingers were inserted into my vagina, I felt a tingling sensation, and waves of pleasure spread throughout my body as his fingers gently thrust in and out. I began to feel that my panties were getting wet, and semen was constantly flowing out. His fingers penetrated deeper, and my legs became weak and I almost couldn't stand. At this time, he hugged me tightly with his other hand. The other people in the car must have thought that we were a couple, and no one noticed that I was being harassed.

He began to push his hard lower body against me. Even through my pants I could feel his hot penis, which was very hard and hot. With the pulsation, I felt like the thing down there was demonstrating.

"We have arrived at the next stop XXX. Please check your belongings..."

I heard the broadcast and arrived at my get-off stop. I came to my senses and tried to break free from him, but I was powerless and my hands and feet felt weak. "I've reached my stop, please let me go!" I had no choice but to whisper in shame with a red face. Maybe he was afraid that I would scream, so he let me go.

The car stopped, the door opened, and I pushed through the crowd and squeezed out. There were not many people getting off the bus with me, about ten or twenty. I walked out of the platform, hoping to leave this place as soon as possible. After taking a few steps, I felt my lower body was wet and uncomfortable, and when I glanced down, I found that there was a wet spot in the crotch of my jeans. Then I realized that I had just secreted a lot of vaginal discharge, and it would be so embarrassing if someone saw it. I hurried into the bathroom.

What bad luck, it's crowded.

I quickly waited for a space and walked in, only to find that the bolt of this space was broken. "It doesn't matter, it's the women's restroom anyway." That's what I thought.

At this time, everyone else who was using the toilet had finished, and I was the only one left. I pulled down my pants and saw that my crotch was soaked. I lowered my head to look at my pubic area. My pubic hair was very sparse and light in color. My husband often said that my pubic area looked good...

It seems like it is not enough and is still flowing. What a disappointing body.

I took out some tissues from my bag and wiped my underwear clean. It seemed that wiping my jeans was useless, so I had to let them dry before leaving.

I squatted down and took out another piece of tissue to wipe my lower body. When I wiped my still erect clitoris, my whole body trembled as if I was electrocuted, my hair stood up, and I almost groaned. I thought that since it would take some time to dry the jeans, I might as well masturbate at this time.

Just when I was almost at the top, "bang!" the toilet door was pushed open.

"Ah!" I screamed in surprise and pulled out the finger inserted in my lower vagina. At the same time, I looked up and found that it was the man who had just harassed me in the car. He was holding a travel fruit knife in his left hand.

"Shh! Don't scream, it's not good for you." It was still the same words, but now there was a knife in his hand.

"Don't move!" I stood up and tried to pull up my pants but he stopped me in a stern voice.

He closed the door with his backhand, put his left hand holding the knife around my waist, and began to kiss my neck with his mouth. His hot sucking made me feel very uncomfortable. His right hand was not idle either, he reached into my T-shirt and rubbed my breasts through my bra. I resisted and tried to pull away the hands that were grabbing my breasts. At this time, he waved the knife in front of me and said with a smile: "I know you want it too, it's okay for everyone to have some fun!"

He pushed me against the wall, put away the knife, unbuttoned my bra, lifted up my shirt, and sucked on my nipples. I felt hot all over from his sucking. He put his right hand to my vulva. My vagina was already flooded with juice. After he touched me for a while, more juice flowed out. I raised my head and closed my eyes, humming involuntarily: "Hmm..."

Although the sound was very small, he still heard it. He squatted down and kissed my erect clitoris.

"Oh~~" I trembled.

He admired my vagina and whispered, "What a beautiful vagina."

He started to use his fingers to pump into my vagina and lick my lower part with his tongue. I was close to collapse. I was struggling in my heart, and there was a voice saying, "Hubby, I'm sorry!!!"

He played with me for a while, then stood up as if he wanted to turn me around with my back to him, and I knew he was going to do it. I hurriedly said, "No, please let me go... I can help you with my hands at most, please let me go." I almost cried. Although I was burning with desire, I had to refuse because I was not a lewd woman. Besides, I was a person who paid great attention to hygiene. Even when having sex with my husband, I would wash myself first.

He didn't force me to turn around. I don't know when his pants had been taken off. His thick and hard penis stood upright in front of me, and the shiny glans was the size of an egg. It was the first time I saw a penis other than my husband’s. His penis was bigger than my husband’s, and the shaft was slightly bent to the left. At this time, I couldn't control my desire anymore.

He whispered, "I don't want you to use your hands. I want to make love to you. I beg you, too. Please let me do it once."

"But...it's unhygienic..." I don't know why I said these words.

"I'll wash it, and you'll give it to me, okay?"

I stopped making any sound. He pulled me out of the toilet cubicle, got some water from the sink to clean it, and then pulled me to another toilet cubicle whose door bolt was fine. After he closed the door, he turned me around. Actually, I couldn't help it at that time and I cooperated by raising my snow-white butt. He held my waist with his left hand and my breasts with his right hand, rubbing them up and down.

At this time, I was ready to accept his insertion. I stopped sucking and held my breath and waited. His glans was already sticky with a lot of my vaginal fluid. He aimed it at my vaginal opening and lowered his waist. The glans easily separated my closed vaginal fluid and entered the vaginal cervix, which is the narrowest part of the vagina.

I couldn't help but let out a "Mmmmm" sound to let out the air that was stuck in my body. He paused for a moment and immediately thrust all the way in again. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I cried out loud this time. I really betrayed my husband. I actually had sex with a man I didn't know in the bathroom...

He quickly covered my mouth with his hand, afraid that I would scream again. He thrust in and out slowly, and his large glans acted like a sealed piston, scraping out all the secretions from my vagina and expelling them from my body. I held onto the wall with my hands and looked down at my vulva. Every time he pulled out, semen would drip onto the ground.

At this time, the sound of people talking outside was heard, and several people came into the bathroom. He slowed down his thrusting to avoid making any noise.

Although he thrust slowly, he almost pulled his penis to the opening of my vagina with each thrust, and each insertion hit the core of my flower. The pleasure spread from my vagina to my whole body, and I almost screamed, but he covered my mouth with his hand, so I just made some tiny "hmm~" sounds.

At this time, everyone who was using the toilet seemed to have left, and he immediately increased the speed of thrusting. My face almost hit the wall under his impact. "Oh~~~~~~~~" I felt dizzy and my climax came. I tensed every inch of my body and all my strength seemed to be used in my lower body. My legs were stretched straight to withstand his thrusts.

Suddenly, he stopped thrusting deep inside me, and I could feel that hot cock throbbing inside me, but I didn't feel anything coming out of him. It seemed that he didn't want to finish so quickly, so he just took a short break to avoid ejaculation. But I still continued to climax, my tight vagina contracting and relaxing, making him groan.

I lowered my head, and at this moment a stream of hot essence flowed out of my body, and I felt him tremble slightly...

"Ah... I can't hold it anymore... I... am coming..." He thrusted at a faster speed and higher frequency, moaning as he thrusted.

The way I feel now is as if I am flying to the sky, and every part of my body is washed away by pleasure. I also knew that he should be about to ejaculate, and I was preparing to receive semen from a man other than my husband for the first time...

Suddenly, I remembered that these few days were not the safe period, and I quickly broke free from his hand covering my mouth, "No...

No…you can’t…cum inside…”

pity! It was too late. I had just said half of it when he thrust a few more times, deeply into my pistil. Streams of hot semen poured onto my pistil, and my climax came once again, "Ah~~~~~~~~~~~"

My legs are weak and I can't even stand...

After a long while, he pulled out his half-hard penis, wiped it with paper and said with satisfaction, "What's your name? Can you give me your contact information?"

"I... let's just pretend nothing happened. I need to go to the bathroom, please leave." I didn't want to leave any trouble, so I pushed him out, closed the door, squatted down, and used my hands to open my vagina, hoping to expel the semen left by the invader just now...