The Secret of Married Women's Affair (Adult Stories about Married Women and Mature Women)

Putting down the coffee cup and wiping his mouth, my husband looked at his watch and said, "Oh, time to go to work. I have to go."

I took his briefcase, helped him put on his suit jacket, and walked him to the front door. My husband kissed me on the cheek and said, "I love you, honey. Goodbye!" I reluctantly said, "I love you, too! Come back soon."

The door closed with a click. I went to the living room to clean up the dishes and took them to the kitchen. After returning to the bedroom, my heart began to beat "thump, thump". His energetic body gradually emerged in my mind... His name is Johnny. Last week, when I went to the supermarket downstairs to shop and took the elevator, I accidentally stepped on the wrong side of the elevator with my high heels. Although I didn't fall, the things I bought were scattered all over the floor. He carefully helped me pick them up one by one and even supported me to take me home.

To thank him for his help, I made him a cup of coffee as a token of my gratitude and asked him to stay for a while. He kept praising my cooking skills and my beautiful looks and attractive figure, which made me so happy. During casual conversation, I learned that he lived in the building next to ours. He was a freelance worker who designed computer programs for some manufacturers at home and went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities every morning.

After that, we met in the supermarket almost every day, shopping together, having a drink together at the community restaurant, and then he helped me carry my bags and accompanied me home. In less than half a month, we became close friends who could talk about everything. In the end, we couldn't escape the natural law of yin and yang attracting each other. We went from being friends to lovers, and somehow we had sex. From then on, there was one more item added to my shopping list, and that was birth control pills.

It is said that he is one quarter foreign descent, no wonder he is so handsome, with a sturdy figure, deep eyes, and a high nose bridge. He is the kind of prince charming who exudes mature masculine charm and is very popular among girls. Especially his...that thing, it might have been inherited from his foreign grandfather, it is thick and long, much bigger than my husband's. I once secretly measured it with my hand, and it was at least two glans longer than my husband's penis!

I still remember the first time he penetrated me, and when the initial feeling of fullness and discomfort gradually turned into fulfillment and ecstasy, I knew that I could no longer live without this big thing. I suspect that those women who say that penis size does not affect the quality of sexual intercourse may not have tried being fucked by such a thick penis. Every time Johnny's penis is inserted and withdrawn from my body, the friction time and area with the vaginal wall are one and a half times longer than my husband's. I feel that his two insertions are more stimulating than my husband's three insertions. I often have two orgasms before he ejaculates.

While thinking about Johnny, I stood in front of the dressing table and looked at my body in the mirror. With the nourishment of two men, I became more beautiful, my figure became more exquisite and my breasts became fuller than before marriage. I took off my nightgown and put on the gauze sexy pajamas that my husband bought online. I slowly took off my underwear, sprayed some perfume on my armpits, behind my ears, and on my vagina, and twisted my butt sideways. Oh! If I were a man, I would definitely be seduced by the coquettish young woman in the mirror and burn with desire.

"Ding Dong~~" The familiar doorbell rang, and I quickly put away my thoughts and walked over to open the door.

"Baby, did you miss me? Come, see if you did what I told you to do." Johnny hugged me before he even entered the room, and immediately reached under my crotch with his other hand and grabbed a few times: "Well, dear, you really took off your underwear first."

"Oh! You horny guy, come in first. It will be embarrassing if the neighbors see us..." Before I could finish my angry words, Johnny hugged me around the waist, kicked the door shut, and walked towards our bedroom.

"Hey! Don't be anxious, I made coffee for you..." I hadn't recovered yet and said with a slight struggle, "Never mind, let's have sex first." He had already thrown me on the bed and tore off my pajamas.

Johnny quickly stripped himself naked, pounced on me and pressed me under him. He aimed his erect, hard cock at the center of my labia and thrust it in. "Oh..." I let out a soft cry and hugged him tightly, feeling his big cock going straight in until the hard glans reached the opening of my uterus and could not go in anymore. Then I relaxed my body softly, welcoming his next wave of wild thrusts.

Johnny did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, he rubbed my breasts with one hand and turned the wedding photo of my husband and I on the bedside table over to face us with the other hand, and said with a wicked grin: "Your husband is watching us making love! Be wild, be as wild as you can, let your husband see how slutty you are." I glanced at him lightly and my cheeks turned red with shame, but at the same time, my sexual desire was like a fire poured with oil, and it immediately burned fiercely.

This bad Johnny really knows how to grasp the subtle psychology of a cheating young woman. She is clearly having an affair with a man behind her husband's back, but she can feel her husband's gaze on her while being fucked. The shameful and stimulating conflict of infidelity in her heart makes her sexual desire unprecedentedly aroused, and the pleasure of orgasm becomes more intense, making me gradually indulge in this disordered and deformed carnal desire.

ah! Johnny started thrusting, his cock seemed to pluck the strings of excitement all over my body, waves of pleasure surged up from my lower body; his cock seemed to turn on the secretion switch in my body, and the vaginal fluid kept flowing. I felt like I had fallen into a whirlpool of happiness, spinning, heaving, fainting, and getting lost...

I felt so happy that my soul flew away.

"Click! Click..." At this moment, the sound of the door unlocking suddenly came from the entrance. Oh my God! Could it be my husband coming back? I was shocked and the pleasure burst like a soap bubble. I quickly pushed away Johnny who was pressing on me, and leaned through the gap in the door. Sure enough, I saw my husband walking into the room!

Johnny saw it too, and we both rolled off the bed in a panic. I kicked Johnny's clothes, shoes and socks under the bed, while anxiously thinking about where to let Johnny hide. Hiding in a closet? No, to walk from the bed to the closet I have to pass by the door and my husband will definitely see me; should I hide outside on the terrace? That won’t work either. Johnny is completely naked and it would be terrible if the neighbors saw him. And who knows if my husband will leave the terrace?

In a split second, I suddenly found an empty space under the dressing table next to the bed that was big enough for one person. I pointed at that place with one hand and pushed Johnny over there with the other hand. Johnny immediately understood and crawled over and immediately got into the dark space.

I hastily put on my thick nightgown, moved a stool to block Johnny's hiding place in front of the dressing table, and then sat on the stool and pretended to be combing my hair in front of the mirror.

That was a close call! Just as I covered up, my husband came into the bedroom. I didn't dare to move for fear of being exposed, so I froze my body and pretended to be surprised when I looked in the mirror and asked my husband: "Huh? Didn't you go to work? Why are you back?"

"Oh, I forgot a document in the study. I need it for today's meeting, so I went back home to get it." My husband said as he walked towards the dressing table. I became even more frightened, so I pressed my belly against the edge of the dressing table, spread my legs wide, and pulled my nightgown to the left and right, trying to cover more space.

My husband stood behind me, put his hands on my shoulders, looked at me in the mirror and praised: "Oh! Honey, you are so beautiful, your cheeks are rosy, and your eyes are so charming that they seem to be dripping with water." Before I opened my mouth to answer, something unexpected happened - I felt a hot and slippery thing gently moving up and down in my vagina! I immediately realized that Johnny was licking my little pussy which was wide open to him with his tongue!

What's even more embarrassing is that the open nightgown allowed my proud pair of breasts to be completely reflected in my husband's sight through the mirror. His hand began to move slowly from my shoulders down, gradually approaching my breasts... Almost at the same time, Johnny's tongue had reached my engorged and protruding clitoris, and he teased it lightly and heavily.

Oh my god! what to do? Intense and stimulating pleasure kept coming from my lower body, but I couldn't shout out in joy. I had to endure it silently, biting my lips tightly, but my body still couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, my husband's hands had reached my nipples at this time. He pinched my two cherries and rubbed them gently. I took the opportunity to scream "Ah...ah..."

After closing the terrace door, my husband came back behind me and continued to play with my two breasts. That damn Johnny took the opportunity to add insult to injury and licked my vagina with his tongue again. This time, he not only teased my clitoris, but also inserted a finger into my vagina and pumped it in and out.

How could I bear being attacked from top to bottom by two men like this? I was so comfortable that I kept moaning "Ah...ah...wu...wu..." and my body was shaking as if I had a cold, but I didn't dare to move. The only movement was to press my lower abdomen forward against the dressing table, leaning my upper body backward, looking at my husband with misty eyes, and opening my red lips to moan to express the depression in my heart.

"Are you comfortable?" my husband asked proudly while rubbing my breasts. "Hmm...hmm...comfortable...comfortable..." I answered him without thinking, but then I thought, should I say this to my husband, or should I tell Johnny how I feel at the moment?

Looking at my sexy little mouth opening and closing, my husband finally couldn't help it. He let go of my breasts, pulled down his pants, held my head with one hand, and held his cock with the other hand and put it into my mouth. At this point, I was in a dilemma and had no choice but to hold my husband's cock in my mouth and give him a blowjob by licking the glans with my tongue.

Under the dressing table, Johnny also sucked my clitoris into his mouth and served me by sucking it. The situation at this time seemed very strange: the wife was working hard to help her husband play the flute, but the husband could never have imagined that right under his nose, his love rival was tasting his wife's jade at the same time!

Johnny knew that I was sitting still and dared not move, so he just got more and more aggressive. Every time he sucked my clitoris hard, it stimulated me to tremble all over, and reflexively I sucked my husband's cock hard. With this continuous sucking, my husband's cock became bigger and harder, and the blue veins bulged out, jumping in my mouth.

After a while, my husband couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled his dick out of my mouth with a heavy breath, bent down and prepared to carry me to the bed. I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my mouth. I quickly pushed him away and said, "What...what do you want? Aren't you in a hurry to go to work?"

"Never mind, let's just have sex first." My husband said this and hugged my waist. "Tsk! Why do you men like to say this?" I blurt out. As soon as I said this I realized I had slipd up and I immediately shut up.

"What? What do you mean 'you men'?" Who else has said that to you? "My husband was confused. I quickly made an excuse: "Oh...this...this...didn't the man in the porn you brought back that day say the same thing?" My husband half believed it and half doubted it: "Really? Well, you women are really weird. Who would pay attention to the dialogue when watching porn?"

I took this opportunity to let go of my husband's hands, held his penis and stroked it, threw him a charming look, and then said, "Don't you always want to cum in my mouth? Today I will try to suck it out for you with my mouth."

When my husband heard this, he was overjoyed and no longer wanted to go to the bed. He just stood beside the dressing table and let me put his dick in his mouth again. In order to make my husband ejaculate quickly, I tried my best, sucking, licking, licking and slurping. I also held the base of his penis with one hand and rubbed his scrotum with the other hand, trying to make him ejaculate as soon as possible and leave for work, so as to end this embarrassing situation.

I have never experienced such an absurd thing in my life, and I believe no one would believe it if I told them. However, this kind of plot that only appears in stories happened right in front of me. I was concentrating on giving my husband a blowjob, while my lover was squatting between my legs and doing the same thing. The funny thing was that the cuckolded husband was completely unaware of it and was still complacent, thinking that his beloved wife was making sacrifices to satisfy his wishes.

As Johnny was licking me orally and fucking me with his fingers, my pussy started to twitch and my juices gushed out in waves. I could hardly bear it anymore and unconsciously sped up the speed and depth of my husband's cock in the mouth. I didn't even care about the glans hitting my throat because the nauseous feeling had been completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming pleasure that was surging from my lower body.

My husband's cock was getting harder and harder, he even held my head and pumped it hard into my mouth like he was fucking a pussy. From experience I knew he was about to ejaculate, but at the same time my climax was also about to come. Suddenly, my vagina spasmed and bit Johnny's fingers tightly, and I also held my husband's cock tightly and refused to let go.

"Puff puff puff..." A stream of strong fishy-smelling mucus in my mouth shot straight from my husband's glans into my esophagus, "Sizzle sizzle sizzle..." Several streams of female essence also spurted out from the opening of my uterus at this time, "Ah...ah..." My husband and I opened our mouths and shouted out in ecstasy at the same time, both reaching the peak of spiritual desire and reaching orgasm under incredible circumstances.

My husband slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth with satisfaction. I had a mouth full of semen but I couldn't go to the toilet to spit it out. I could only frown and swallow it all in disgust, suppressing the nausea. My husband looked at me with great emotion as I swallowed his secretions, because I had never allowed him to ejaculate in my mouth before, but today not only did I allow him to ejaculate in my mouth, but I also took the initiative to swallow all the semen. I sighed in my heart that the power of love is really great! He leaned over and kissed my cheek, saying sincerely, "Honey, I love you!"

"Honey, I love you too!" I replied lovingly, and said considerately, "Well, hurry up and get dressed and go to work! The economy is bad now, don't let your boss put you on the next layoff list just for the sake of clinging to your affection."

"That's right, that's right. Honey, I'm leaving now. Bye!" The husband put his clothes back on in a hurry without even bothering to wash himself, and ran out the door with his briefcase.

With a "click", the door of the house closed again. I let out a breath and kicked Johnny under the dressing table: "You bastard, why don't you come out quickly?" As I said that, I moved my body to make room for this little rascal to come out.

As soon as Johnny came out, he asked with a sly grin, "Is it good? Is it exciting? You don't know how excited I was just now, especially when I made you climax in front of your husband, I almost couldn't hold back and cum."

As he said this, he hugged me around the waist and put me back on the bed.

"What else can I say! I didn't know how worried I was at that time. When I was orgasming, my lower abdomen contracted and I could see your hair sticking out from between my legs. Luckily my husband was about to ejaculate at that time, so he just closed his eyes and thrust madly in my mouth, otherwise it would have been terrible!" After saying that, she buried her head in his chest like a spoiled child, twisting her body unwillingly.

Glancing down, I saw Johnny's cock was erected high, with blue veins all around and the glans bulging. I had never seen him so excited before, and it seemed to be thicker and longer than ever before. My heart couldn't help but start beating "thump, thump" again. I reached out and held it tightly, stroking it up and down lovingly. My pussy was itchy and I wished I could stuff the whole thing in him right away.

Johnny was really considerate. He turned over and pressed on me. I quickly aimed his dick at my hole. He bent down and thrust it forward. Oh! The feeling of fullness and fulfillment is back. He thrust slowly while kissing me passionately. The taste of my husband's semen was still in my mouth, and Johnny's mouth was filled with the fishy smell of my vaginal fluid, but neither of us felt disgusted. We enjoyed intercourse to our heart's content while tasting the sweetness of each other's saliva.

If Johnny is the shot in the arm of my husband and I's love life, then my husband is the catalyst of my and Johnny's sex life. I have experienced the completely different tenderness and roughness, and the unique sexual postures and techniques between the two. Maybe someone will accuse me of being lewd and promiscuous, but I don't think so. Since the Creator has created sexual orgasm for human beings, and it can only be obtained through sexual intercourse between men and women, then we should make good use of it to enjoy our lives, right?

While Johnny was thrusting in and out, he whispered in my ear: "You know what? I like the feeling of fucking you to orgasm under the gaze of your husband. I like seeing your expression as you try to hide it from your husband while being driven to ecstasy by me..." But he thrust his hips even harder, scraping out the vaginal fluid.

I felt Johnny's thick and hard cock thrusting in and out of my pussy. I turned my head to stare at the wedding photo on the bedside table. My husband was looking at Johnny and I, two naked worms entangled in the bed, with a hearty smile. I couldn't help but shout in my heart: "Oh...husband...I orgasmed...it feels so good...did you see that...I was fucked by another man and came...I was going to heaven...his cock is so big and thick...it fills me up completely...oh...husband...he ejaculated...so much...so hot...he ejaculated so deep...filled up all the places you have never been to..."

The episode of my husband's sudden return today actually brought unusually great stimulation to Johnny and me. We spent the whole morning tossing and turning in our bed, tirelessly reaching one climax after another. We fucked from the bedroom to the living room, and from the living room to the kitchen. Johnny even carried me into my husband's study and put me on the computer desk where he worked and fucked me like crazy, leaving pools of crystal clear cum everywhere in the house...

By the end, when Johnny ejaculated his hot essence into me for the third time, we were both exhausted. I had orgasmed so many times that I couldn't count it. I lay limp on the bed as if I was exhausted and didn't even want to move a finger. When Johnny was happily pulling out his cock, which could no longer get hard, from my vagina, a sudden thought occurred to me: I wonder if my husband will leave something at home tomorrow?