My ex-wife's friend is sweet and beautiful (celebrity adult novel)

That year, I divorced my ex-wife Pingping under no circumstances and with the consent of both sides' parents. After signing the divorce papers, I fell into a low mood. I had no mood to work and stayed at home alone without going out. After all, no one gets married with the mentality that if they are not compatible, they can just get divorced.

About three months later, I received a call from Miss Pang, a good friend of Pingping. She said that Pingping had something to pass on to me. I had met Miss Pang a few times, and I only remembered that she was about 164 cm tall, neither fat nor thin, and she was good-looking. I didn't know much else. I made an appointment with her to deliver the thing to my place at two o'clock in the afternoon.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. It was July and quite hot. I was shirtless at home and wore jeans at most. When I heard the bell, I quickly put on a denim shirt without buttoning it and went to open the door. When the door opened, Miss Pang was standing at the door. Maybe she came from the company. She put on some makeup, wore a beige suit and high heels, which was much more outstanding than usual. She also thought that I was only wearing a shirt, revealing my naked and strong breasts, and was stunned for a moment.

What surprised me was the girl standing next to her, she was about 163 cm tall, with long hair (I always like girls with long hair), an oval face, fair skin, a straight nose, small lips of moderate thickness with a smile, and watery eyes looking at me curiously. She was upper body naked, with an incomparable brightness in her eyes, and her face without makeup was even more outstanding than Miss Pang with makeup. I had never seen her before.

Miss Pang introduced herself as Pingping's good friend Zhou Yiwen, who worked as a secretary in a large company. I was surprised that in the one year of my marriage to Pingping, I had not only never seen her but had never even heard of her name. Otherwise, I would never forget a woman who could make a man's heart beat fast and his ears turn red when she saw her.

I took a toy music bell handed over by Miss Pang, who said it was given by Pingping to her infant son (the son was very cute and was fostered at his mother's home at the time. He is irrelevant to the plot and will not be described here). From beginning to end, Zhou Yiwen did not say a word except staring at me with a slightly curious smile. Even when Miss Pang introduced her, she just smiled and nodded. But when she left with Miss Pang, she turned her head with a shy look at my strong chest and smiled shyly.

As the saying goes, a smile can make you more charming. Her smile immediately made me feel less depressed. What a pretty, charming, quiet and mysterious girl. Looking at her back, I found that she was wearing a beige suit that was lighter than Miss Pang's, a standard OL skirt that was about ten centimeters above the knee, dark beige high heels, and transparent flesh-colored stockings that showed off her pair of snow-white, slender legs with even lines. My heartbeat immediately quickened, but before I could see clearly, the two of them had already walked into the elevator. Before Zhou Yiwen walked into the elevator, she turned around and looked at me. Only then did I regret not inviting them in.

Returning to the living room, I sat down a bit dazed, my mind repeatedly appearing with Zhou Yiwen's quiet and pretty smile and her alluring legs, ah! Zhou Yiwen, I don’t know how great it would be if I could kiss your red and tender little mouth and caress your round and smooth legs.

In the following week, Yiwen's charming figure appeared in my mind from time to time, but she was a friend of my ex-wife Pingping, and I didn't even dare to think about any other improper intentions.

Late one night, I was leaning on the bed reading a book when the phone rang. I picked it up and heard a strange, crisp and a little shy female voice.

Woman: Is Mr. X here?

I said: It is me! Who are you?

Woman: I’m Zhou Yiwen, I wonder if you still remember me?

When I heard it was Zhou Yiwen, I immediately perked up although I was a little sleepy. I said: I remember, I remember...you came here with Miss Pang that day...

Yiwen: Yeah! Thank you for remembering me... I called you today to tell you...

Yiwen is really a bit of a nosy person. On the phone, he gently advised me to get back together with my ex-wife and mentioned all the good qualities of her. I had already lost hope in my ex-wife and my friends usually didn't dare to mention her in front of me.

If it wasn't for a beauty like Yiwen talking to me about her ex-wife, I would have hung up the phone long ago. I just kept talking about this and that, just wanting to say a few more words to her. She seemed to enjoy chatting with me, so she didn't realize when I changed the subject of my ex-wife.

As the night went on, we became more and more familiar with each other. When we talked about my sex life with my ex-wife, she told me that Pingping told her that my penis was very big.

Wow! Pingping even told her that my penis was 17.5 cm long and as thick as an egg, which shows the friendship between them.

Now that you know everything. I also asked more boldly: What about the woman? I heard that the smaller a woman’s mouth is, the smaller and tighter her vagina is, right?

She was shy: I don’t know!

I said: Zhou Yiwen! I remember your mouth was small, so you...

She said quickly: Don't ask me, I don't know...

I didn't let her avoid it: Didn't your boyfriend say that? (It’s impossible for a beauty like her to not have a boyfriend!)

She was probably reluctant to let me know her size, so she said timidly and in a low voice: It hurts every time I have sex with him, he said... it's very tight!

I said: So, your "vagina" is like your mouth, small and tight?

She was a little nervous: Don’t ask anymore... (added another sentence)!

I took this opportunity to talk to her about more in-depth sexual matters, and mentioned that Pingping and I used to have sex for more than an hour each time. Unexpectedly, Yiwen said that she already knew about it.

She was curious: How could a man take so long? When you said more than an hour, do you mean the time is counted from...from the moment you enter?

I said: Yeah? How long has your boyfriend been doing this?

She said with a bit of embarrassment: He...the longest time was probably only fifteen minutes!

I said: Only fifteen minutes? Can you orgasm like this?

She became even more shy: No...no, every time I just start to feel the feeling, he ends!

I said: So you rarely have an orgasm?

She felt a little resentful: It can be said that she has never...

I said: Oh! What a pity, is it because you are too tight that he can’t stand the stimulation and ejaculates very quickly?

Yiwen said a little proudly: He often goes abroad, and I don’t do it with him very often… I don’t really like doing that kind of thing…

I said: If you have experienced more than an hour and at least five orgasms each time, I am afraid you will want to do it every day...

She panted a little on the phone: I haven’t tried it! I have no idea……

At the risk of her hanging up the phone, I said: Would you like to try a penis as big as mine, thrusting in and out of your vagina for more than an hour?

She might not be able to stand it, or be really angry: How can you talk to me so boldly? Don't forget that I am Pingping's good friend...

I quickly said: I'm sorry! I was temporarily...

She said: Forget it! It’s too late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I won’t chat anymore…

Without waiting for me to say anything more, she hung up the phone, leaving me sleepless that night.

The next afternoon, the phone rang. Unexpectedly, it was Yiwen calling again. She seemed to have forgotten that we had talked so deeply about sex last night. She just asked me what I thought. Are you willing to get back together with Pingping? At that time, I just wanted to see her again, so I said I would think about it carefully, but hoped that she could come to my house to talk if she had anything to say. She said she would call me after get off work and then hung up.

After 5pm, I kept checking the time and waiting for the phone. Whenever friends called me, I would say there was something important and force them to hang up immediately. My friends were all confused. What important things could a divorced man without a job have?

I waited until 7:30 in the evening, but Yiwen still hadn't called. I thought to myself that she probably guessed my intention and wanted to scalp the money. Just as I was worrying about why I spoke so boldly last night and scared her directly, the phone rang.

Yiwen: Hello! sorry! I worked overtime today and just finished...

I said: Have you had dinner?

Yiwen: I have eaten. The company ordered...

I asked nervously: So are you...free now?

Yiwen: I'll be at your place in half an hour!

I was overjoyed: OK! After hanging up the phone, I immediately tidied up the living room. My residence has been carefully decorated. I fine-tuned the lights to the most romantic brightness, and the speakers played soft and elegant music. I quickly took a shower. Just as I had finished everything, the doorbell rang.

When the door opened, Yiwen was standing at the door in white, a white suit jacket, a light pink shirt underneath, a white short skirt, and white high heels. Only her eyes, eyebrows, and hair were black, and her tempting little mouth was a little red. You could see that she had put on some makeup. In addition to her beauty that day, the makeup added to her beauty. I was so amazed that my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

I stuttered a little: Please... please come in...

Yiwen smiled quietly, raised her eyebrow and glanced at my chest which was already wearing a shirt, and walked into the living room generously. From behind her, I saw her snow-white and round beautiful legs under her white skirt, wrapped in transparent flesh-colored stockings, which made me want to offend her even more.

I said: You don’t need to take off your shoes on the floor here...what do you want to drink?

She looked around my living room and said, "Is there any coffee?"

I said: Coming right up!

When I was making coffee at the small bar, I saw that she had already sat down on the sofa, with her right leg naturally lifted up and crossed over her left leg. Her white skirt today seemed to be shorter than the beige skirt she wore that day. From my angle at the bar, I could almost see her entire exposed right leg. Her slender, well-proportioned, snow-white legs looked even rounder and smoother under the flesh-colored transparent stockings, which made me want to take a bite of them, or get into those legs and rub my face against them. I regretted why I threw away all the sleeping pills a few days ago and why I should quit taking sleeping pills. Otherwise, I could put a sleeping pill in my coffee now and feel like a god tonight. With my mind full of random thoughts, I handed the cup of coffee to Yiwen. She took it with a smile and took a sip.

She said: You are good at decorating the house!

I said: So-so!

She noticed that my eyes were fixed on her exposed thighs, and she subconsciously moved her hips, pulling her skirt down a little without leaving any trace.

I laughed: Are you afraid that I will see it?

She was a little nervous and embarrassed: What's so good about it...it's so ugly!

I teased, “I believe your male colleagues in the company will lose their mood to go to work when they see you dressed like this…”

She seemed to agree: Just ignore them... After saying that, the two of them didn't know what to say for a moment. Yiwen seemed to have forgotten that he had made an appointment with me to come to my house in the daytime to persuade me to get back together with my ex-wife.

The lights in the living room were soft and beautiful music was playing. I went to dim the lights a little more.

She was a little nervous: Why did you turn the lights down so dimly?

I sat down close to her and said: No! Don’t you think this is a better mood? And it should be a little darker so I won’t be embarrassed!

She said: Are you shy? Who are you kidding... Ugh!

Before she finished speaking, my mouth had already been imprinted on her soft lips. What I didn't expect was that she immediately stuck out her tongue for me to suck. The living room was silent except for the music. Occasionally, the sound of Yiwen and I kissing and the exchange of saliva could be heard.

We sucked each other's tongue tips, and our tongues were entangled wildly. I reached my hand into her coat and touched her breasts through her light pink shirt. I didn't expect that she had a pair of big breasts. I estimated that they were over 32C. At this time, her whole body was trembling. When my hands unbuttoned her shirt and reached into her bra to tempt her already hard nipples, she struggled even more nervously.

She pushed my hand away: Don't do this, I am Pingping's friend... Before she could finish her words, that tempting cherry mouth was blocked by my mouth again. Although she continued to kiss me passionately, she pulled her shirt tighter with her hands to prevent me from going any further.

I made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and quickly reached my other hand into her skirt and touched her bulging vulva. My middle finger was pressed against her labia through her pantyhose and thin transparent panties, and I kept rotating and poking it lightly.

She wanted to push away my hand that was invading her forbidden area, but I held her tightly with my free hand so that she could not exert any strength. At this moment, her lips suddenly became hot and a large amount of saliva flowed out of her mouth into my mouth. Her two beautiful legs tightly clamped my hand on her crotch. I felt her vagina was also hot, and the flowing saliva flowed out through the transparent panties. It was warm, slippery and very comfortable to touch.

Yiwen might still remember that she was my ex-wife's good friend, and with the remaining trace of rationality, he tried to push me away.

She pushed me: Don’t do this, we can’t do this...ah! I blocked her mouth again, and I pressed her down on the sofa, took out my erect and hard penis, and reached out to grab her pantyhose and panties and pulled them down to her calves. Before she could react, my big penis was already against her?

She yelled: No! She twisted her waist hard, and the big penis, which had just entered half of its glans, immediately slipped out. After all, she was my ex-wife's good friend, and I didn't dare to force her too much. I immediately got up, sat aside in annoyance and didn't say anything. She quickly pulled up her pantyhose and underwear that had been pulled down to her calves. Unexpectedly, after she tidied her dress, she didn't get up and leave. Instead, she glanced at me and whispered: I'm sorry! Sorry to disappoint you...

I didn't say anything. Because the light was dim and I was a little angry, I didn't take off my pants to my knees and put them on, so the big penis was still standing upright. She glanced at my big penis and lowered her head shyly.

She said softly: Are you sad now?

I said angrily: What do you think?

She said: Haven’t you done it since your divorce?

I said angrily: We quarreled every day for three months before the divorce, what a joke!

She apologized: So you haven’t done it for almost half a year. Did you solve all of them by yourself?

I said: Who can help me solve this problem?

She lowered her head and said nothing, thinking: I was wrong just now, I shouldn’t have said that to you...However, how about I help you with my hands?

I said: I can’t do it myself using my hands?

She said: So what do you want to do? Want me to do it with you... Impossible!

I no longer had any hope for her and deliberately pissed her off: Don't women have a mouth above and below? If your lower mouth won’t help me, can’t your upper mouth help me too? She was stunned for a long time. I turned my head away from her. I felt that she turned her head quietly to look at my erect penis. In the dim light, a trace of crystal lubricant flowed out of the urethra of the glans.

What I didn't expect was that she slowly moved her body over, lowered her head and slowly leaned towards my big penis, her long straight hair scratched my bare thighs, it felt numb and tingling, so comfortable, suddenly my glans was held by her warm and soft lips, her tender tongue tip gently licked the urethra on my glans, I almost screamed out, I was gasping for breath, my glans swelled even bigger, I saw that her little mouth had opened as wide as it could to cover my big glans.

I couldn't help it: Swallow deeper... She tried to open her mouth wide and swallow down, but she could only swallow about one centimeter below the neck groove of the glans, and most of it was still outside. Her small hands held my penis up and down, and there was still a piece left. Her saliva flowed down my penis, and her warm and slippery tongue circled around my glans, and from time to time she touched the urethra of the glans with the tip of her tongue. My heartbeat began to accelerate again. The comfort was like flying to the clouds, looking into the distance, so wonderful and refreshing.

She made a vague sound: Yours is really big.

As she was kneeling on the sofa sucking my penis, her soft thighs were exposed outside her skirt. I couldn't help but reach out to touch her thighs again. She trembled slightly, but did not refuse. I put my hand in between her thighs and touched from the inside of her thighs to the base. Her thigh muscles twitched where I felt my hand touching. I kept touching the base of her thighs and found that the protruding area of ​​her vulva was wet through her pantyhose and panties. I quietly pulled off her pantyhose and already wet panties.

She used her free hand to symbolically push me and said vaguely: We can't do what you promised...

I said: "Don't worry!" As long as your mouth can help me suck it out, I will never force you to do it... As I said this, I took off her pantyhose and panties. She nodded and continued to suck my penis. I was quite moved by her hard work of moving her head up and down.

When my middle finger gently inserted into her wet vagina, her whole body trembled, her face flushed, and her breathing was heavy. The warm air from her mouth made my glans feel like it was immersed in a warm flesh hole, and I felt so comfortable that all the sweat pores on my body opened up. Her vagina was just as she said, tight and narrow. The warm tender flesh tightly embraced my middle finger, as if with suction, swallowing my middle finger deep into her uterus. When my fingertip touched her clitoris, her thighs clamped my hand again, and a hot stream spurted out. My middle finger was soaked in that hot stream and felt extremely happy. I knew she had her first orgasm.

When she was about to reach orgasm, the temperature in her mouth seemed to increase suddenly. My glans was about to reach its peak under her soft and warm swallowing. I immediately took a deep breath and tried hard not to ejaculate. Fortunately, she suddenly let go at this time, otherwise, if I could hold back any longer, I would not be able to preserve the billions of sperms.

She made a bitter face: My mouth feels so sore, why don’t you come out?

I was a little proud: Didn’t I say it would take at least an hour?

She looks pitiful?

I said: You help me and I will help you... Before she understood, I suddenly turned her over. She was lying flat on the three-person sofa with screams. I forcefully pried open her tender thighs, lowered my head, opened my mouth and sucked her soft and wet labia. I felt that she also wanted to scream, and her thigh muscles tensed instantly. My tongue had already entered her vagina, and the tip of my tongue was rotating on the vaginal wall. Her suppressed moans sounded even more exciting. I gently parted her labia and stretched my tongue as far as possible until the tip of my tongue licked a small round ball of tender flesh. I knew that I had licked a woman's most sensitive clitoris, the so-called pistil. She moaned loudly, her thighs tightly wrapped around my head, her vagina kept thrusting upward, and at the same time her hands pressed on my head, as if she was making love with my tongue, and she wished I would stuff my entire head into her charming hole.

At this time, the tip of my tongue felt hot, and a slightly hot stream sprayed from the clitoris onto the tip of my tongue, which was a bit sour and fishy stimulation. I opened my mouth and swallowed the vaginal fluid. She might know that I swallowed her vaginal fluid, or she might be unable to control herself at this time, so she opened her mouth and took my still hard penis into her mouth and continued to suck it. After she had her second orgasm, I took off her white skirt, white top and shirt, and she spit out my penis.

She became nervous again: You said you wouldn’t do it!

I said: I'm afraid of getting my clothes dirty! She was speechless and silently let me strip her naked, and I immediately took off all my clothes. At this time, we were both completely naked. She sat on the sofa and lowered her head shyly. In the soft light, her long hair was a little messy, her breasts over 32C were standing upright, her oval face had a delicate chin drooping low, her watery eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, there was a little sweat on the tip of her straight nose, her mouth was slightly open and she was breathing lightly, she was extremely beautiful. I stood in front of her, with my glans erect at more than 90 degrees right in front of her. She opened her mouth slightly, gently held my glans, and then lowered her head.

I squatted down and gently sucked her beautiful nipple. The pink and slightly brown nipple had already become hard like a cherry. I sucked the cherry gently. She moaned and hugged my head unconsciously, pressing my face tightly against her breast. When she was trembling with excitement, I pushed her down on the sofa and pressed my body on her. At this time, my hard big penis rubbed against her extremely wet labia. She began to moan loudly, and her protruding vagina pressed against my penis lightly in shyness. I would not be satisfied with this, and gently spread her snow-white and round legs. She struggled to hold on for a while. Maybe at this time, she had surpassed reason and put aside her identity as my ex-wife's friend. She obediently spread open her pink thighs, and I gently pushed my big glans into her already extremely wet vagina. As soon as the glans entered, I saw her lower abdomen was bulging and so tight. It turned out that she didn't have much experience.

She groaned: It hurts! Be gentle...

I said: It won’t hurt if you relax!

Fortunately, her vagina was already full of lewd water, very slippery, and easy for my big penis to enter. I slowly inserted my penis deep into her tight vagina. I pulled her upper body up and motioned her to look down!

I gasped: Are you comfortable?

She moaned and nodded: Hmm...

I said: Do you want me to go faster?

She nodded: Yeah...

My big penis began to thrust hard and violently in her tight little flesh.

She couldn't help but scream: Ah~ah~it's so big...I can't stand it...

I kissed her and asked her: Have you always wanted to have sex with me? I deliberately used vulgar words like "sex" to stimulate her.

She was still reserved, panting and said: Don't use such words, I... I never wanted to do it with you...

I said: I don’t believe it. If you don’t tell the truth, I will make you suffer…

As I said this, I stretched out my hands and hugged her beautiful buttocks, and thrust my penis vigorously into her vagina, each time going all the way in, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

She moaned loudly: Don’t do this…ah…

I continued to ask: Tell me quickly! We talked about sex last night. Did you want to have sex with me then?

She gasped and said nothing: ...

I thrust rapidly: Will you tell me?

She couldn't help it: No...ah...no...

I was a little angry, but I was still pretending: You really won’t tell me? I stopped thrusting my big penis and held her hips tighter with my hands. I pressed the glans against her clitoris, rubbing it vigorously and stimulating her strongly. She began to have orgasms in waves and her vaginal fluid spurted out and flowed down her buttocks.

She yelled: Ah... I mean, before last night, when I saw your... naked breasts for the first time, I just... wanted to do it with you...

I was overjoyed: What to do?

She thrust her vagina towards me and said: Make love!

I said: Let’s talk about shooting!

Her vagina sucked my penis tightly: Oh... fuck!

I pressed her again: Speak more clearly!

Her two beautiful legs were entangled around my waist so tightly that I felt like they were about to break my waist. She moaned shyly and said: Let's have sex! The first time I saw your naked breasts at the door, I wanted to have sex with you! Oh... so comfortable...

I pressed him again: You want me?

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That night, after Yiwen and I cleaned ourselves in the bathroom, we went into the bedroom and made love all night until dawn, having sex three times non-stop. She was late for work the next day and called me at noon to complain that her pussy had never experienced such a hot and intense battle with me last night. When she went to the bathroom at the company, she found that her labia and vagina were a little red and swollen. I had to comfort her and said that I would be gentle next time and would not let her suffer.

She said: Do you want to have a next time? Stop dreaming! Poor girl, she had to wait until the end of the get off work day with dark circles under her eyes. Then the doorbell of my house rang again. It was my dream to fulfill it with writing.

The beautiful Yiwen never mentioned Pingping to me after we had sex. She even informed me beforehand when her boyfriend asked her out. She also declared that after having sex with me, she would never let her boyfriend touch her again. We would meet whenever we were free, and naturally we would have our genitals together. One evening, she and I were strolling in the park, and when we were in the mood, we walked to a hidden tree in the park. She boldly lifted her skirt, wrapped her beautiful legs around my waist, and had sex with me...