There is a beautiful wife living next door (my true story) (Wife and mature adult novel)

I was assigned to Kunshan, mainland China by my company for three years. I returned to my warm home because of resignation. Why did I find a waist-high shoe cabinet at the door of my house? I remembered that I hadn’t seen it when I was on vacation half a year ago. It might have been put there by the new neighbor who moved in opposite. I rang the doorbell but no one answered. There should be no one at home. So I didn’t pay much attention to it after a few days.

One afternoon, I was taking care of the potted plants on the balcony when I heard someone opening the door opposite. I immediately opened the door and wanted to tell them about the shoe cabinet, but when the door opened, the person was gone. I pressed the doorbell a little unhappily. After waiting for a while, I heard a child's voice. When the door opened, my unhappiness suddenly disappeared. The mother who came out to answer the door looked to be about 30 years old, with a fair and rosy face. Her smile made her eyes, which were not big to begin with, even smaller. She said hello to me in a soft voice. I responded with a smile and mentioned the shoe cabinet to her. She quickly apologized and indicated that she would move out immediately.

I saw her coaxing the child into the house, and then she walked out the door in her slippers. Although she was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and long sweatpants, her breath inexplicably came to me. I was stagnate in that breath for a moment, then I came back to my senses and saw her twisting her delicate body and slender hands, trying to move the shoe cabinet. I walked over, took up all the space in front of the cabinet, and helped her move the shoe cabinet over. "Because you are not at home, I feel embarrassed to move your things by myself. I'm really sorry," I said.

"No, it's us who are sorry for taking up the space at your door," she said, her face getting even redder with embarrassment.

"Have you just moved here?" I asked.

"Yes!" "Why didn't I see you before?" she asked me politely.

"Because I was in Mainland China before, and now I want to return to Taiwan to work." "Oh, I see." This ended our first contact.

While looking for a job, I took on some cases and therefore worked from home most of the time. During this period, I more or less ran into the mother opposite me, and of course I would seize the opportunity to chat with her. Over time, we became more and more familiar with each other. She graduated from the law department, but due to her personality, she resigned after working in the court for a while and stayed at home to take care of the children full-time. Although she is two years older than me, I always call her Mrs. Chen.

One day at noon, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. "Mr. Song, I see you often go out to buy lunch. Today I just made more dumplings. Why don't you come over to eat?" "Oh, Mrs. Chen, I don't feel comfortable with that." "It's okay. Come over when you're free." Of course I was just politely refusing, but I had to go.

When I walked into the house, it was quite tidy, but there were always some toys on the floor. Looking at his child, she should be only about two years old, a daughter.

That day at noon, we ate dumplings and chatted, and we became more familiar with each other. It turned out that her husband often went on business trips to the mainland, and these days many Taiwanese people's work is related to the mainland. In this way, we ended another afternoon of getting to know each other better.

After that, whenever I saw her taking her daughter to the park on my way home after having coffee nearby, I would go over and sit there and chat with her, so I became very familiar with her.

That afternoon, I was about to go out to have coffee, and I happened to see her coming back with a bunch of things in big and small bags. I went to help her carry them so that she could open the door. "You are going to have coffee again, let me make some for you." "Yeah, okay, I won't have to make a trip," I answered without thinking.

I have been sitting on the sofa, watching her sorting out the things she just bought at home and preparing the tools for making coffee. I stared at her. She was wearing very tight sports pants, which tightly covered her plump buttocks, making the curve of her waist more obvious. The polo shirt on her top was not buttoned in front of the chest, so the obvious collarbone and breasts of neither too big nor too small could be seen. I guess they should be C cups. Watching her squatting and walking from time to time, every movement was so seductive that it made my mind busy. The sensory stimulation reached her brain and then reacted to her body, causing a resonance in my crotch.

Because she had to go shopping and the child was left with a nanny, there were only the two of us at home. We kept chatting on the sofa, and later we talked about her life and my life. It was getting dark and the lights were not on at home, which made people seem to slowly enter a dream, at least for me. But seeing her leaning lazily on the sofa, my fantasy increased over time. Later, there was nothing to talk about. We often looked at each other and smiled. There was an impulse in my heart, "Mrs. Chen, you don't look like a mother already", "Oh, really? Thank you!" She was still leaning on the sofa, with a little smile, looking at me weakly and answered.

"To be honest, you are very beautiful, and you are a married woman, so you should be very popular." "Because married women are popular now, so this identity is a plus," I continued.

"Haha! If you say so, then you probably think so too, right?" She asked directly, then made an expression as if she felt she was speaking too fast.

I paused, looked at her seriously and said, "Yes, I have always thought so."

Her eyes stayed on me, then she looked away with a smile without saying anything.

I stood up at this time, without covering the bulge in my crotch, and went to the kitchen to wash my hands. The room was a little dim at this time. When I went back to the living room, I sat directly next to her. She looked at me a little surprised, and then smiled faintly. I slowly took her hand and said nonchalantly: I can tell by the touch, you don't do housework often.

She still looked at me and answered: Yes. I turned to face her, holding her hand all the time, and felt her hand holding mine in response, "You are so beautiful." I put my other hand around her, and she raised her head slightly so that my hand could be placed on her shoulder. I slowly hugged her to me, face to face, and then kissed her face, until I touched her lips, which were so soft and slightly open. When my lips were against her lips, I put my tongue into her mouth. As she exhaled a breath, her tongue also met my tongue, and we had a passionate French kiss.

Without any hesitation, I touched her chest, abdomen, legs and private parts through her clothes. She also hugged my neck and kissed me passionately. She showed her desire completely and allowed me to possess and invade her body. I put my hand into her sweatpants, touched her buttocks, and took off her sweatpants. Her thin and fleshy legs were white and smooth. The light pink lace low-waist seamless panties made her buttocks and private parts, which were not covered much, more sexy. The panties were already wet at her vagina, which made it even more tempting.

Her soft and wanton body was completely pressed against me. I picked her up and sat her on my legs. I kissed her breasts and rubbed her vagina with my hard cock. Her vagina was so wet that it wet my cock. Then I propped her up with my legs and pointed my cock at her vagina. I asked her to sit down and slowly inserted my entire cock into her vagina. It was such a tight and wet vagina. It was obvious that her body had been in need of it for a long time. I began to push my cock towards her vagina and she also slightly twisted her hips to meet me. I thrust upwards, faster and faster. I didn't expect such a charming wife to scream so loudly. The more I thrust, the more pleasure I got and the louder she screamed. "The condom is in the cabinet on the bathroom sink."

I carried her into the bathroom and let her sit on the dressing table. After I put it on, I spread her legs apart and inserted my cock into her hole again. I hooked her legs and continued to fuck her. She sat on the dressing table leaning against the mirror behind her and suddenly started screaming loudly again. I fucked her faster and faster. Soon she hugged me tightly with her whole body and screamed. I could feel her orgasm. At this time, I fucked her faster and faster, and then I ejaculated slowly until I completely ejaculated. The movements of both of us slowed down. After everything stopped, I pulled out my cock and took out the condom. "Wow! So many!" she said with a blushing face as she looked at the condom in my hand.

"I haven't touched a woman for a long time, and you're a beauty and a wife, so of course it's more," I said.

She hugged me with a smile, and I carried her into the shower room, turned on the faucet, tested the temperature, and then we washed together.

I applied shower gel on her body and watched the water rushing down to create bubbles. The water dripped down her nipples. I couldn't help but touch her breasts again, and she stroked my cock. After we washed and stroked each other for a while, I was teased by her and became hard again. She squatted down, rubbed my cock, put it in her mouth, and then used her mouth to stroke my cock. She stroked my balls with one hand and reached between my legs with the other hand to stroke my butt and asshole. My cock was made very hard by her sucking. I pulled her up and pulled her to the mirror. I could see her front and lustful expression in the mirror. I stroked her breasts and vagina from behind. Her body was so white that you could slightly see the veins, her smooth skin, her slender waist and her perky buttocks made me want to possess her body forever. "You look so sexy now." "Do you like it?"

I made her bend forward in front of the mirror. Her tender vagina had been touched until it was so wet. "Of course I like it. Let me enjoy your tight vagina again." Then I put on a condom, inserted my penis into her vagina which was completely overflowing with her vaginal fluid, and began to thrust. "Do you like me fucking you like this?" I asked as I thrust. "I like you fucking me like this."

She looked at me in the mirror and panted as I caressed her breasts with one hand and her hips with the other, thrusting faster and faster, "Does it feel good to be fucked by another man?"

I asked passionately "It feels so good" and she answered with a moan. I stroked her hips with both hands and fucked her faster and harder. She supported herself on the mirror with both hands and her whole body was shaking back and forth as I fucked her. Her breasts were shaking noticeably. Her screams were getting louder and louder as before. The whole bathroom was filled with the sound of the cock entering her vagina and the sounds of our two screams. I fucked her faster and faster and she started to use her whole body strength again, screaming passionately. I must have had another climax. I held her tightly and fucked her hard. After she had climaxed several times, I finally came too.

After showering, we both went into the bedroom naked and lay on the bed. I lay down holding her in my arms. "You have been the object of my sexual fantasy since the first time I saw you," I said.

She lay on my chest, caressing each other, and their legs were crossed and rubbed against each other. "Because I'm a married woman?" "You look very elegant, but also very seductive, so you look a little bit coquettish, and you're a married woman." "Nonsense, that's because you have bad intentions, so you think I'm coquettish." "Maybe, but I didn't expect that after having sex, you'd become even more coquettish." After she gave birth to the child, she had sex with her husband only once because of the child, and that time it was a hasty one because the child was crying, so she hadn't enjoyed the joy of love for a long time. In addition, her husband often had to travel to the mainland on business, so they hadn't had sex to their heart's content for a long time.

I answered even more, "It's so fun to fuck other people's wives", "Especially someone as beautiful as you, with such a great figure, and so sexy, it's even more fun to fuck." I picked her up, turned around and pressed on her, pushed her legs apart with my legs, and then fucked her. She sometimes closed her eyes, and sometimes looked at me with her eyes slightly open, and I kept fucking her. She was pushed up and down by my force, and the whole bed seemed to move with it. "Your pussy is so sexy, it feels so good to fuck it." "Yours is so big, too, I like you fucking me"

"Then I will help your husband fuck you well."

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She and I lay completely on the bed hugging each other, "You are so good, I can't even count how many times I came." She closed her eyes and smiled with satisfaction. "You feel comfortable, I will have a chance next time, so you have to perform better." "Well, I'll give you another chance." She answered me with a smile. Although we didn't have sex often after that, we would do it once every one or two months, and once I even asked her to wear her robe so that I could fuck her, but my needs were always greater than hers.