The Policeman's Wife is Crazy Too (Alternative Other Adult Novels)

I met her last fall, also on the Internet. Her name is Qing. It’s not that I don’t want to sleep with the women I meet in real life, but that I don’t dare to. I lack a platform to express my true intentions, and if I get rejected, I always feel it’s too embarrassing. Therefore, I usually look for "prey" on the Internet. Of course, it’s not that I have never looked for it in real life. I only tried it once, and it was successful. But that is a beautiful memory in my heart and I don’t want to mention it again.

The way we met was very old-fashioned. We chatted for a few minutes online, then added each other on QQ and left our phone numbers. Now that I think about it, if a woman leaves you her phone number, you're at least halfway to success. If she agrees to meet, the success rate is almost 100%. Among the more than 20 online friends I have slept with, only one left me his phone number and never agreed to meet in person. Of the friends who agreed to meet, only two did not sleep with me because I did not have the time at that time. However, I hugged and kissed them and touched their breasts. Among the netizens I have slept with, two-thirds of them were slept with for the first time, and Qing is one of them. (Beautiful women with videos are welcome to contact me for passionate videos, QQ: 52490536, no men please, no serious people please. I can play porn for beautiful women with videos) Among the female netizens I have slept with, the vast majority are young women, and only two are not married. Life experience has told me and instructed me that I am becoming more and more fond of mature married women. Not only do they have a good background and good skills, but more importantly, in the process of conquering them I can enjoy a primitive desire that moves from chastity to lust, and from determination to confusion. Conquering the girl not only makes me feel guilty, but also makes me worried: I don’t want to be entangled by others, after all, I have a family and a career. This may also be the idea of ​​most men: as long as the red flag is flying at home, the colorful flags will be flying outside.

When we first chatted online, Qing said that he was a company employee working in finance. She sent me a photo online. She was a graceful young woman with a sweet smile. She asked me what I did, and I teased her by saying that I specialized in studying the "Book of Changes", but she didn't believe me. I said if you don’t believe me, you can just say a word and I will calculate it for you, and you will naturally know whether it is accurate or not. She said yes. By then we had already chatted two or three times and were quite familiar with each other. Although we have never met, we have exchanged photos. I said, what if it is accurate? She said: We'll do whatever you say. To be honest, what I wanted to say at that time was: If it's accurate, just let me kiss you. But I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, and I didn’t dare to say it. I changed it to: If what I said is true, please turn on the video and let me see it (I didn’t have a video, so I asked her to turn on the video, but she always refused and said it was unfair). She agreed and said one word: "fate". So I started to pretend to tell her fortune:

"You want to count the emotional aspects, right?"

"You're right," she replied. It’s so simple, the word “fate” must be related to feelings!

“The left side of the word ‘缘’ is ‘纟’, which represents a woman, and the right side represents home, which means you are very family-oriented” (there are not many women who don’t care about their families, and I guessed it right again).

"The character 缘 has two parts, the left part is thin and the right part is fat, which means you have a good figure, while your husband is fat. '纟' also means money and wealth in ancient times, which means your husband's family conditions are relatively good."

"It's amazing! How did you calculate it?" she said happily. Actually, I was just guessing: I saw her photos and she didn’t look like a fat woman, but how many men aren’t fat nowadays? She said her husband was rich, because when I chatted with her I knew she had a car, and she was just an ordinary financial staff with a not that high salary, so it must be that her husband was better off, and my guess was pretty close.

"Yuan means distance. Yuan and Yuan have the same pronunciation and meaning, which means that you have a lover who is far away from you." I said again. Friends may ask me why I am so bold to say this. The reason is simple: don’t fight a battle you are not prepared for. I have read her QQ space, and there is a "mood diary" with the title "If love is long-lasting, why should we be together day and night?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!" she couldn't help but exclaimed. "So do you think we have any results?" she asked again.

"Do you want me to speak frankly?" I asked.

"Of course," she replied.

“Then please start the video call,” I said, “Although I don’t have a video call, I can use the voice call.”

It’s a pity that the voice recording cannot be saved, otherwise I could send it to everyone for reference during the chat. The general meaning is that I advised her: talking about feelings is too heavy and it is irresponsible. Being trapped in a relationship will hurt everyone, including your husband, children and family. It feels good, and we can be friends with close contact, but not lovers. The ending of an extramarital affair is, first of all, that you have to get your heart back in the end. If you live with your husband with a feeling of apology towards him, you will feel very depressed and have to endure constant scolding from him. Second, you will lose everything you have and not have a bright future, because if you get divorced, your lover may not necessarily marry you. Your charm lies in the fact that you are the red apricot in the wall. Without the cover of the wall, you lose the hazy beauty created by the distance. Third, (beauties with videos are welcome to contact me for passionate videos, QQ: 52490536, no men please, only serious people please, I can play porn for beauties with videos) after a family war between two people, you can marry your lover, but marriage is not perfect. Everyone is together with scars of war, and they have high expectations of each other, hoping to ask for more to heal the scars. In fact, no one can do it. So, I still advise you to talk about your feelings. No one will get hurt by having romantic dates and sex. There is no need to pursue anything deliberately. If you have a feeling, accept it. If you don’t, say goodbye with a smile. Following nature means adapting to the rules, so that no one is hurt. However, if one of the lovers wants to break up, the other will definitely feel abandoned, and sadness is always inevitable...

In short, my core idea is sexual freedom and not looking for a lover. As long as you like it and want it, just go for it. This kind of life is wonderful and romantic. We talked on the phone for more than an hour. She was really convinced by me and took the initiative to leave me her phone number, saying that we could contact each other when she was free. I quickly said, "I'll have time tomorrow, how about we have tea?" She may have glanced at the stocks and said, "Forget it, the stocks fell again today, I'm not in the mood." I asked her, "What stocks do you have?" She said, "600963XX Paper Industry." I said, "Change it to 600853, I guarantee you'll make money." It was just a joke, but she took it seriously and immediately sold 600963 and changed it to 600853. It’s time for her to belong to me. 600853 hit the daily limit that day and hit the daily limit again the next day! !

The next day Qing called me and invited me for tea. I said, "How is it going? Did you make money from stocks?" She exclaimed, "You're amazing. Everything you say is right. I must meet you." I said, "But unfortunately, I don't have time. Besides, if you listened to me and made money from stocks, you would have treated me to tea? I don't like tea." "Then what do you want?" she asked. I blurted out, "I want you to kiss me." "You stupid thing!" she said, "Are you going or not? If not, I'll invite someone else!" "Go! Go!" I quickly agreed. There's a chance! !

It was the first time that a woman waited for me in the teahouse. When we entered the private room, I felt a little embarrassed and apologized repeatedly. Qing smiled and said, "It's okay. I thought you didn't dare to come because you were afraid that I would eat you?" This sentence made my heart beat faster and my mouth dry. "As long as you're not afraid of me eating you, it'll be fine." As I said this, I closed the door of the private room. She pointed to a seat and said, "Please sit down." Sitting opposite her, it was the first time that I calmly observed her in real life, and I could tell that she had prepared carefully. She is very beautiful, wearing light eye shadow, but her lipstick is bright and juicy, and her lip lines appear layered and extremely sexy. She was wearing a Korean-style outfit, the kind that looked like a big jacket from top to bottom, very long, all the way to the knees. The clothes were very baggy and it was hard to tell her figure. I was surprised that such a beautiful woman would wear such a dress, but strangely, I kept feeling a certain smell, a kind of lustful smell emanating from the clothes.

We didn't talk much at first and just drank tea quietly. I looked at her, and she became embarrassed, and said to me in a very low voice: "Why don't you speak?" I smiled and said: "Silence is better than words here." In fact, my heart was beating violently, and I was thinking about how to start the conversation and how to take the practical step? Having slept with many female netizens, we all know that the most exciting and tense moments may be these few minutes. I took a sip of tea to moisten my dry throat and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking about now?" She didn't dare to look me in the eye, lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know." Seeing her shy look, my heart couldn't help but be moved. I stood up and walked to her, stretched out my hand and said, "This is the first time we meet, let's shake hands first." She stood up and stretched out her slender hand. Holding her slender hand, I pulled gently, and immediately the beauty was in my arms. She made a "hmm" sound and tried to push me away, but her force seemed to give me (beauties with video clips are welcome to contact me for passionate videos, QQ: 52490536, men only, only serious people are welcome, I can play porn videos for beauties with video clips) and I didn't feel that determined. I applied a little force, lowered my head, found her lips, and kissed her. The moment I touched her lips, I felt her lips open, I smelled her orchid-like scent, and her tongue was warm in my mouth. I just sucked her warm tongue gently, feeling her tongue moving nimbly in my mouth. Before I knew it, our tongues were entangled and sucking each other. Her body went limp and she almost fell into my arms. My hands stroked up and down her back, slowly sliding towards her chest, gently caressing her chest. She panted slightly, and used her smooth hands to press my hands tightly against her chest. My palms then felt soft and tall. My lips left her lips, and explored upwards to her earlobe. I licked and sucked it gently with the tip of my tongue, slowly covering her ear with my lips and putting the tip of my tongue into her ear to lick. At that moment, I felt her shake violently, and her breathing became rapid. Her chest heaved up and down in the palm of my hand with her breathing.

I gently unzipped her clothes with my hands, and I was stunned at that moment. She had nothing on underneath! ! No bra or panties! ! A pair of white breasts stood proudly, and the pink nipples had become firm, probably because of my touch just now. The breasts were not big, but plump and elastic. My hand immediately grabbed one breast, and I leaned down and took the other nipple into my mouth. She couldn't help but screamed "Ah" and hugged my head tightly. Just as I was about to put my hand under her, she pushed me away: "Not here, I'm nervous."

I looked at her, there was a kind of confusion and longing in her eyes. I whispered in her ear: So where did you say it was? She paused and said something surprising: Go to my house, do you dare?

There is an idiom called "lust-bold and daring to the extreme", which is absolutely true. At that time, there was nothing in my mind except one thought: I want to sleep with her! When we got into her car, I asked her: Is there no one at home? Where is your husband? She smiled: Are you scared? Don't worry, you won't be back for a week. I laughed and said: I'm not afraid. I would rather die under the flowers and be a romantic ghost. But I really feel more at ease. I asked her again: What does your husband do? She smiled but didn't answer. I asked her again: Why are you not wearing anything inside? She smiled charmingly: Don’t you want to eat me? This way it’s convenient for you to eat! My cock suddenly became hard again.

As soon as I entered her house, I hugged her in my arms. I held the zipper and pulled it gently, and a naked young woman appeared in front of me. My hands began to rub her breasts. Her breathing became heavier and her moans aroused my lust even more. I picked her up and threw her on the bed. I quickly took off my clothes and pounced on her. She giggled and rolled over to avoid being pounced on. After all, there was not much space on the bed, and soon, two naked bodies were entangled together. My palm left her breast and gently explored downwards, soon finding the soft spot beneath her pubic bone. His palm could clearly feel the fullness and softness between her legs, and the dampness and heat coming from the crack of her labia. I found that unexpected treasure spot and stroked it gently with my fingers. She trembled all over and twisted her body to get rid of my fingers. How could I let her succeed? My fingers continued to caress gently and were soon covered with her love juice. She panted slightly and thought tenderly: I want it. The sound is like a mosquito's buzz.

When a beauty speaks, how can I respond? I let her lie on the edge of the bed, and I stood on the ground, lifted her legs, thrust my body forward, and inserted it into her vagina. "ah"! She gritted her teeth, trying not to scream. I didn't care about three shallow and two deep, I just thrust hard each time, my thighs hitting her butt, making loud crackling sounds. As I thrust in and out, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and her moans became louder and louder. At the same time, I felt her love juice flowing out as I thrust in and out. I felt like I was about to cum, so I pulled out. She then got off the bed, bent over, supported herself on the bed with her hands, and her butt facing me. I naturally held her butt and inserted it. She has a very perky and fleshy butt, and it is really comfortable to hug her. Because of the change of posture, my excitement point just now was reduced a lot, so now I can thrust deep and shallow for dozens of times, I want to do it longer, so when I feel my excitement point is raised, I stopped (beauties with videos are welcome to find me for passionate videos, QQ: 52490536, men are not allowed, if you are not serious, I can play porn for beauties with videos), and held her butt without moving, maybe she was about to climax, and my stopping made her uncomfortable, and she suddenly took the initiative to move her butt, and it was the first time I enjoyed it. It turned out that in the doggy style, the man doesn't move, and the woman can be so active and free. She moved very fast and twisted her hips, giving me a feeling of rotation. Her vagina was a little tight, probably because she was about to reach orgasm, and she occasionally pulled my penis tightly. This feeling of being covered by the quilt is very unforgettable and very exciting. I can't bear it anymore. I hugged her butt again and thrust deeply a few more times. I yelled, hugged her butt tightly, and ejaculated wildly...

After the climax, I lay on the bed to rest. After she cleaned me up on her own initiative, she got on the bed and snuggled in my arms. I stroked her hair and asked: What does your husband do? (She felt guilty, after all, she was in someone else's home.) She smiled, and I followed her gaze and saw a photo of her husband on the bedside table. Her husband was a policeman! ! ! sky! I didn’t know what to feel at the time, my mind was blank. She may have sensed something was wrong with me, and said with a smile: Are you scared? Don't worry, he will be on duty for a week and he won't come back even if his house collapses. I didn't say anything, and she smiled again, lowered her head and gently stroked my chest hair, then sucked on my small nipples with her mouth. My half-soft cock began to become lively again. She touched it with her hand, then touched my glans with the tip of her tongue, then opened her lips and sucked the upper part of my penis in. There was a hot, wet sucking device inside her lips, without any trace of hardness. She didn't suck me deeply, always about half of it. She wanted to take the whole thing but didn't take it all in, which made me itchy and extremely excited. Her kiss was very gentle. When she took it in her mouth, she sucked very hard. When she let it out, she stirred it with her tongue. The stirring position was very good, either my glans or in the groove... It made my urethra loose, numb, and itchy, and I wanted to ejaculate. I tried hard to hold back. I had to enjoy such a wonderful experience for a while longer. Unexpectedly, an even bigger surprise was yet to come. She asked me to lift my legs and licked down along my balls. I couldn't help but scream "ah" and my anus felt like it was going to contract. It felt so good. Her nimble tongue went deep into my anus and kept spinning. I wouldn’t be able to bear this, but I don’t want the pleasure to end too early. I lifted her head and pushed my dick into her mouth. The tip of her tongue licked, touched and teased the urethra on the glans like a snake's tongue. The pleasure surged up again and I joined in the twisting motions in her mouth. Her eyes were dreamy, and the water marks on her lips made her lips even brighter and sexier. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer. I started to moan and thrust my ass forward, coordinating the thrusts of her mouth and occasionally hitting the back of her throat. My cock became even harder. That kind of pleasure finally came. In her sucking, stroking, and stretching, my anus first trembled and contracted slightly, and then began to contract again and again. As my anus contracted, I screamed, and semen spurted out, shooting into her mouth again and again...

I am still in contact with Qing until now. I once asked her why she let me go to her house, and she replied that it was because she trusted me. What a good woman. But I still had some resistance to the police in my heart, so from then on, whenever I missed her, I would always go out and get a room. Even though she also asked me to go to her house, I never went there again.

This is exactly it: women are all pretending, and police wives are crazy! ! !