The fun of life (wife mature adult novel)

In the past few years, my husband was the one who took charge of buying and decorating our house. Since I didn’t understand anything, I just listened to him. He put a large mirror on the wall of the restaurant, which looked a bit out of harmony with the other decorations in the hall, but I didn't emphasize the change. When buying a dining table, I liked a five-piece solid wood set, but my husband insisted on buying a dining table with an artificial marble surface. In fact, this dining table is also very beautiful, with four thick legs that look very sturdy, but it doesn’t match the dining table and chairs. However, I couldn’t persuade my husband and bought it. The room has been decorated, and three spotlights have been installed above the dining table, casting three round circles of light on the table, which is quite beautiful. It's just that the mirror on the wall is not coordinated and looks awkward. Friends and relatives who came to Wenju said that the decoration was nice and the design was great, except for the mirror. They said that it was a decoration style from 10 years ago and was not in harmony with the interior style. My husband hurriedly said that it was his decision-making mistake and he would try to correct it later. After moving, everything is basically put away and we are tired, so we plan to take a two-day break. One night, I was coaxing my son to sleep in the bedroom while my husband was watching TV in the living room. After a while, my husband came in and said he wanted to make love to me once, but I told him not to wake us up as our son had just fallen asleep. My husband said I love you in the living room. When I came to the living room with my husband, I saw a red blanket on the dining table and the dining table chairs were moved elsewhere. Under the spotlight, the dining table looks like a booth. My husband took off my pajamas, picked me up naked and laid me flat on the dining table. Then he turned off other lights in the living room, leaving only the spotlight on the dining table shining on me. My husband said, "Look back at the mirror." I tilted my head and was shocked. Is that me in the mirror? I clearly saw a beautiful woman lying on a red booth. Her head was vaguely visible in the shadow and her long hair was scattered on the red carpet. Her breasts, waist and plump buttocks were all in the light. The background was dark, and her naked body was glowing with golden light, full of sexiness, like a Western oil painting. My husband was also admiring my attractive body in the dark. I couldn't help but say, "Honey, you are so awesome. This is the best part of the entire decoration. It's really well-intentioned!" There is no man who would not be moved by the beautiful body lying under the lights on the red carpet. I didn't expect that the body of a woman in her 30s could create such a touching picture. Thank you, husband. At this moment, I saw from the mirror that a burly man walked up to the jade-carved woman, spread her legs and buried his head in her private parts. Just like in an adult movie, a beautiful young woman was molested by a man. I felt the hot tip of the tongue touching that sensitive spot. After a shudder, it was as if the floodgates opened and love juice gushed out. It was so exciting, just like watching an adult movie, but the difference was that I became the protagonist of the movie.

After a while, I saw from the mirror that the man looked up, grabbed the woman's calves with both hands, spread them apart, lifted them up and pressed their thighs on both sides of the woman's abdomen. A beam of light shone towards the woman's vagina. I couldn't see the woman's vagina because of her legs, but from the side her vagina was protruding and completely exposed to the man. In the shadows, one could vaguely see the thick and big thing between the man's legs pointing straight at the woman. At this time, the man thrust forward, and his big cock and the woman's buttocks were close together. I felt a thick and cool object inserted into my body, and a sense of pleasure arose. The man in the mirror leaned forward again. The woman's hips and breasts also trembled. I felt that hard thing pressing against my tight inside, causing a burst of pleasure mixed with pain. I wanted to wrap this wonderful thing tightly with my vagina. I tightened my buttocks muscles and clamped my vagina tightly around it. I tightened my muscles rhythmically and there was a feeling of sucking that thing in my vagina. My husband hummed with excitement. He thrust in and out quickly. I felt an electric current spreading from the bottom to the top. The man in the mirror rhythmically hit the woman's buttocks with his hips, and the woman's breasts trembled rhythmically. Seeing the woman in the mirror being wantonly ravaged by the man and moaning in pain from time to time, I felt a little sympathy. My husband was thrusting into me so hard that the pleasure gradually spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Along with the rhythmic popping sounds coming from below, the lewd scene in the mirror made it difficult for me to control myself. My husband stopped, and I got a moment to catch my breath, preparing for the more intense ones that were about to come... I felt a dull pain in my vagina, but I was still willing to let my husband push me hard. Perhaps this sex position can allow the man's penis to be fully inserted into the woman's body, giving both the man and the woman greater pleasure.

I saw the man in the mirror put the woman's legs on his shoulders and freed his hands. A hand reached out to the woman's plump breasts. In the mirror, the woman's breasts were like two flat, soft pieces of dough stuck to both sides of her chest. Her nipples were erect, like a red date placed on the dough. The breasts glow golden under the light. Full of carnal desire. The man's hands grabbed the woman's breasts and rubbed them at will. The woman lay there motionless, helplessly allowing the man to caress her at will. The man's other hand reached between the woman's legs. I suddenly felt my husband's fingers pinching my clitoris, and a strong sense of pleasure spread throughout my body like an electric current. My husband kept stroking my clitoris and thrusting from below, and waves of pleasure spread throughout my body. At this time, I had no strength in my body and felt like I was collapsed on the table. The woman in the mirror also lay there quietly, allowing the man to play with her and ravage her. From time to time, he let out a low moan. The man in the mirror had beads of sweat on his head, shining under the light. His naked chest rose and fell as he breathed heavily, and his big hips kept hitting the woman's buttocks that were protruding towards the table. The coquettish and lascivious scene in the mirror was intoxicating, and my husband's continuous thrusting into me made me feel even more excited. My vagina couldn't help but twitch again, tightly clamping my husband's penis. My teased husband thrusted hard and fast, and an intense pleasure hit me. I couldn't help but shout, "Brother, stop it, I can't stand it anymore." But my husband seemed to be encouraged and fucked me even harder, pushing me harder. A kind of painful and ecstatic pleasure originated in my vagina and quickly spread throughout my body, making me scream continuously. At this moment, I suddenly felt my husband's penis twitching rapidly, and streams of hot liquid shot into my body. I completely collapsed on the table. My husband pulled his penis out of my body, spread my legs apart, placed my thighs on the edge of the table, and let my calves hang over the table. My whole body was soft and I didn't want to move at all. I lay there lazily, savoring the pleasure I had just felt. There is still a dull pain in my vagina and my waist feels a little sore. Maybe it’s because my husband pushed too hard just now, but I don’t regret it. Look at the woman lying flat in the mirror, her breasts glowing yellow under the light, her deep red nipples still erect, full of carnal temptation. Under the light, the woman's flat abdomen makes her vagina look more prominent. Her black pubic hair turns reddish brown under the light, and looks very bright against her white thighs, as if she is waiting for a man's visit. The love juice on the base of the thighs flashed white under the light. The woman in the picture appears more coquettish and wanton, seducing the man's soul. The man stood in the dark and smoked. The red flame of the cigarette flickered. It could be seen that the man was staring at the woman's naked, charming and seductive body.

I feel a little comforted in my heart that my body can still attract men and make them ecstatic. My husband put out the cigarette, walked to my face, bent down to kiss my nipples, and inserted his fingers into my vagina and stirred them. After a while, he looked up and said to me: I still want you. I said: I want to too. My husband said: What should I do if my penis becomes soft? As he said this, he rubbed my face with his soft penis. I said: Go wash yourself and I'll come back to give you a blowjob. Wait until it's hard before I play with you down there. I lay there lazily, savoring the ecstasy scene just now. I remembered what was written in a book: a woman is the sexiest after she has just been played with by a man. At this moment, she has no shame or reserve. She is willing to let the man appreciate her body which is usually wrapped tightly. She is even willing to expose the last three points to the man. The woman completely returns to her original natural state, a natural woman. The woman's whole body is full of sexual temptation, coquettishness, and lewdness, and she naturally exudes a charm that confuses men.

My husband came back after taking a shower, and I told him that my legs were tired from lying like that. My husband took two chairs and placed them under my hanging feet, and at the same time spread my legs wider, exposing my vagina completely. My husband likes me like this very much. My husband also brought a pillow to put under my head and moved my head to the edge of the table. As soon as I turned my head towards the table, my husband stuck his penis into my mouth... After a while, in the mirror, the man with his huge and hard penis walked from the woman's head to the other end of the table, where the woman was spreading her legs to welcome the man's arrival. The man moved the woman's buttocks to the edge of the table and into the shadows. He pulled the pillow from under the woman's head and placed it under her waist. He could vaguely see that the woman's vagina appeared more prominent. The man took his penis and thrust it into the woman. Then he held the woman's hips with both hands and started thrusting hard. My vagina was filled with a lot of my love juice and my husband's semen, so it was wet. When my husband's penis poked into it, it felt like a big fish had slipped into it, and it felt less crowded. I twitched the muscles in my vagina and tried to bite it, but it was too slippery and I couldn't. I felt that the big fish's mouth was gnawing at the tender flesh inside my vagina. It was a little painful and itchy, but more of it was a pleasurable stimulation. My husband kept thrusting, inserting, and pushing into my lower body. The stimulation and pleasure became more and more intense, gradually filling my whole body, and the muscles in my vagina began to twitch involuntarily. I pushed my feet against the chair and lifted my hips hard to meet my husband's impact. The pleasure became more and more intense, hitting my whole body in wave after wave, overwhelming me. He couldn't help but groan, and tilted his head back and pressed it against the table. Looking back at the man in the mirror, he puffed out his chest, tilted his head back, and slammed his lower body into the woman's buttocks fiercely. From time to time the woman raised her hips to meet the man's impact, as if the two were about to get together. Under the man's ruthless rape, the woman's seductive body was twisted in pain. The woman tilted her head back, her face flushed, and her mouth open, as if she was screaming in pain. Seeing such an obscene and exciting scene, my vagina became even more itchy, and I wished I could swallow my husband's penis whole in one gulp. I was so overwhelmed by my husband that I couldn't control myself. I screamed loudly and felt a little dizzy. My mind was abuzz. In a daze, I felt my husband was still fucking me... The next morning, my husband woke me up after making breakfast. When I woke up, I felt a dull pain in my vagina and a sore waist. Sitting at the dining table, looking at myself in the mirror eating breakfast, recalling the sex scene last night, it brought back waves of pleasure. I whispered to my husband, "Brother, you are so cruel. You made me feel so bad last night that my vagina still hurts." My husband said, "How could I not be aroused when I was watching a real-life porn movie in the mirror last night? Besides, you seduced me with your wildness last night, so how could I not have fun with you?" While eating breakfast, I looked at the unusually sturdy dining table and then at my husband. I thought to myself that my husband was really scheming. When he bought the dining table, he had already planned to have sex with me on the table, so he bought such a sturdy dining table. After breakfast, I told my husband that I would send my son to his grandmother's house and asked him to mop the floor. I pointed to a large dried watermark on the floor next to the dining table. My husband said: Who did this? . I said "you-and-me".