White Tiger Wife (Experience Story Adult Novel)

White Tiger Wife

I am a woman who grew up in the countryside, the kind of woman who looks beautiful at first sight. I have been married for 5 years. My husband is a truck driver and often does long-distance transportation. My husband and I love each other, and I am very obedient to him. One year after we got married, we gave birth to a boy. Due to national policy, a contraceptive ring was placed in my uterus. My husband only comes back to see us once every ten days or half a month, so usually it’s just the two of us at home. As the child grew up day by day, I sent him back to my mother's home to be weaned. Since I didn't have a job and my child was sent back to my parents' home, I had nothing to do all day. My husband was not at home, so I felt very lonely. It is even more unpleasant to be alone in an empty room at night. My husband also knows my distress. He loves me very much. In order to make me happy, he has said to me half-jokingly several times: "If you really feel depressed when I'm on a business trip, you can find a man to play with. But don't let me know. And you must take sufficient safety measures and make him wear a condom." When I heard my husband say this, I scolded him for being crazy. But I feel like trying it out.

Another lonely night, a friend came and asked me to dance, and I happily went with her. While dancing, I met a man named Ajun through a friend. Later, Ajun asked me to dance with him every night and often invited me to eat hotpot. Ajun is a tall and strong man. Due to frequent contact, he gave me the impression of being very humorous. Every word he said made people feel very happy, so being with him would never make people feel tense. He speaks in moderation and does things in an orderly manner, so I became less wary of him and had a better impression of him. One night after dancing, Ajun said to me: "Afang, let me take you home."

I nodded happily and agreed. As he said that, he followed him to his car. He got into the driver's seat, and I followed him in. He lit a cigarette and smoked it nonchalantly. He said, "In this era, when you want to date a girlfriend, you should look for a housewife, because housewives are the purest and most feminine."

I asked him what he meant by that, and he said, "It's best not to touch the women running around the streets, lest they explode and cause trouble!"

I didn't understand what he meant, and he continued, "Ah Fang, your skin is so fair and tender, and you are so beautiful. I like you so much!"

I said, "Ajun, don't say that. You know I have a husband."

He said, "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything just now. I'll take you home!"

I turned around and was about to get off the car when he suddenly grabbed me tightly from behind and pushed me down on the seat. I struggled hard and said, "Ajun, please don't do this. My husband will beat me to death if he finds out."

He covered my mouth with one hand and whispered in my ear: "Don't scream. It's late at night and everyone is asleep. If we get caught and sent to the police station, we'll be in trouble."

I thought that if I shouted and was caught and sent to the police station, it would be a big deal. Then, he said to me softly, "Afang! I really like you. Don't worry! I will definitely take you out to make a lot of money. Don't move, I just want to kiss you and touch you!"

I tried to push him as hard as I could, but he held on tightly and the car was shaking. So I didn't dare push him anymore. It would be too embarrassing if I was actually caught. When he saw that I stopped resisting, he put it on my face. After a burst of kisses on my lips, his hands slipped into my shirt and caressed my plump breasts.

"Afang, you are so beautiful, I like you so much! Afang, please let me do it once! I will definitely take you to make a lot of money." He spoke incoherently, unbuttoned my shirt, and pulled my bra up, revealing a pair of plump breasts. He lowered his head and kissed my breasts, sucking on my nipples. He said to himself, "Your breasts are so big and fat!"

His hand slid down to my lower body, trying to put it into my pants. I immediately grabbed his hand and said to him, "Jun, don't do this. This is my first time. Let's stop here! I want to go home."

He didn't listen to me at all and insisted on putting his hand into my pants. I said, "Ajun, I'm not the kind of woman you think I am. If you don't listen to me, I'm going to call for help."

He continued calmly, "I'm not afraid if you shout for help. I'm not a local. I'll be out in two or three days. And you, how are you going to explain to your husband? If you're not afraid, then go ahead and shout!"

This move of his was very powerful. Yes, I didn’t dare to shout loudly, alas! Now I can only let the situation develop as it is, but then I think, isn't that the same thing between men and women? It's not the first time anyway, so what is there to be afraid of? I already have an IUD, and if this is the first and last time, my husband probably won't know. Besides, didn’t my husband encourage me to find a man to have sex with? My husband allowed me to do it with Ajun.

Thinking of this, I stopped resisting. Alas! Let it be, I'll also try what it's like to have an affair! While I was thinking about this, I didn't realize that he had taken off my pants to my knees. His hand touched my mound for a few times and he said to me in amazement: "Wow! You are a beauty, a rare beauty!"

At that time, I asked him what the term "beauty" meant. He kissed me and said, "I didn't expect you to be hairless. If you don't have pubic hair, you're a bald tiger! Don't you know that nine out of ten women have hair? It's rare to find a woman like you in ten! I'm so lucky!"

His hands kept kneading my hairless mons pubis, his mouth kept kissing my face, lips, ears, etc., his hands moved to my breasts, he played with my plump breasts like kneading a balloon, his tongue slipped into my mouth, his tongue and mine mixed together, his hands slid to my mons pubis again, kneading my bare area gently, muttering to himself: "The white tiger's meat buns are so fat!"

At this time, he couldn't wait to get up and take off his pants. After taking off his pants, he pressed on me. In the darkness, I felt something like a copper rod against my lower abdomen, and it was hot. I couldn't see what his penis looked like, whether it was thick or small, long or short, I had no way of knowing, alas! It doesn't matter how long or how big or small it is, I just hope he can finish it quickly like my husband, so that we can leave this horrible place as soon as possible. If it takes too long and someone finds out, it will be over. But he calmly held his cock on my pubic mound. He thrust his penis in and out against the inside of my thighs. The cab was very narrow, so I couldn't open my legs too wide. He aimed his glans at my hole and pushed gently a few times, but was unable to get it in.

At this moment, I found that his glans was against the entrance of my hole, as if it was stuck. There was no way he could enter my body. I didn’t know if it was because there was no water down there or because his glans was too big to get in. But then I was wondering, was it because my legs were not open wide enough that it affected his invasion?

However, due to the restrictions of the environment here, my legs can no longer be separated, so I reached out to push aside the two pieces of fat below me and try to widen the hole below as much as possible. He was about to push his penis into my flesh hole, and he whispered in my ear: "Thank you! Don't worry, I will bring you a surprise!"

I ignored him. At this time, his penis had gently entered half of my vagina. Suddenly, he thrust his butt forward and pushed the entire penis inside. I don't know how thick his penis was. I could feel his penis filling up my vagina. But there was no need for me to think so much. At this point, I just hoped that he could ejaculate earlier and leave this place sooner. However, Ajun acted as if nothing had happened. He slowly thrust his cock while stroking my breasts with his hands. After a while, he pinched my nipples.

I lay there motionless. In the darkness, we couldn't see each other's expressions. I only felt his lips kissing my face and breasts back and forth, and his hands kept kneading my pair of meaty breasts. In order to make him ejaculate as soon as possible, I closed my legs and clamped his penis hard. His thrusting movements were gentle and rhythmic, not impatient at all. He gently pulled out his penis, then slowly and forcefully thrust all the way to the bottom. His mouth slowly slid from my face to my breasts, and his hands kneaded my breasts, making the nipples bulge. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked around my nipple, and then he held the nipple in his mouth and sucked it gently.

After he sucked and licked me like that, I felt itchy all over. At the same time, his cock, which was inserted into the hole below me, was still thrusting in and out at a moderate speed.

Pull out, insert, pull out, and insert again. Each stroke was so gentle and powerful, touching the deepest part. At the same time, his tongue stretched into my mouth and entangled with my tongue. A trace of comfortable feeling was transmitted to my brain from the depths of my vagina and cave. My cave was also much wetter, and a small amount of secretions flowed out. He seemed to feel that I had secretions flowing out, so he put his hand from behind my buttocks, touched my perineum, and then said humorously, as if talking to himself, panting: "It really pays off to work hard, and finally there is water coming out!"

I asked, “What are you talking about?”

He panted slightly and said, "I said your meat buns are so fat! Your two pieces of meat are so elastic, you see, when I put it in, your two pieces of meat bounced my brother out!"

At this moment, I knew very well who I was doing this with. It is true that a guilty conscience always keeps the thieves in his heart. I was very scared and had no intention of listening to his smooth talk. I really hoped that he would ejaculate immediately. I didn't dare to stay there any longer, and he was still licking around my nipples with his tongue. His penis was thrusting in and out neither fast nor slow, and that cock was prying left, right, up, and down in my cave, making me hot all over. Slowly, I felt that every time his cock went in deeply, his glans seemed to touch something in the deepest part of my cave, and I would tremble like an electric shock, and it felt very comfortable. It went on like this over and over again, and gradually I felt more and more comfortable, my breathing became rapid, and the water in the cave seemed to increase, and I felt light and floating. Only then did I feel that he was indeed different from my husband.