Friend's Wife (Urban Life Adult Novel)

One day, I was on a business trip in the south and visited a friend's house. The couple and I had dinner together in the evening. He opened a bottle of aged sorghum and we drank it one cup after another. My friend works in a large company and is very busy, so his wife simply stays at home as a full-time housewife. Haha, by the way, his wife is very beautiful, maybe she takes good care of herself and doesn’t go out often. She has fair skin and is very gentle. When I have sex with my wife, I often fantasize about my friend’s wife gasping in bed! This always makes me doubly excited.

I didn't have to attend a meeting the next day, and since we hadn't had a get-together in a while, we all had a great time chatting. During the meal, my friends loudly talked about all kinds of interesting things that happened in college, and tried hard to bring up old memories as jokes. At the same time, they drank heartily and soon became a little drunk. I glanced at my friend's wife and found that although she was already 32 years old, her charm was very seductive, especially after drinking. Her collar was loosened, revealing half of her fair and plump breasts. I could vaguely see her dark red nipples standing firm, and they would tremble from time to time with her laughter. It turned out that my friend's wife was not wearing a bra.

Damn it, I always used to fantasize about her, and today I saw such a live pornographic show, coupled with the effect of alcohol, my lower body suddenly swelled up, and I thought to myself "full-time housewives have nothing to do every day so they watch porn and read comic books, and then when their husbands come home they can't wait to get on them and go crazy, I wonder if my friend's wife is like this; damn! This guy is really lucky!" I couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking about my wife, although she is also quite pretty, she has to go to work every day and is very tired after get off work. When I want her, she just deals with it and goes to sleep, which makes me often unsatisfied and have to masturbate. Oh, I have to accept my fate. Thinking of this, I looked back at my friend. This pig probably didn't notice my thoughts. He was still telling jokes and urging me to drink. So I continued to drink with him. I think my alcohol tolerance is still okay, but this time I seemed to feel a little dizzy, heavy-headed, and sleepy before I even drank enough. I looked at the watch. It was getting late and I had drunk quite a bit, so I suggested going to rest. My friend didn't stop me and arranged for me to go to the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly had to pee. In order not to make any more noise, I gently opened the door of the room, went out, and found that the door of another bedroom was not closed. I saw my friend’s wife sleeping soundly (my friend was fast asleep in the living room).

I walked into the room. His wife seemed to hear the footsteps and said in a vague and coquettish voice:

"Come on, I'm so anxious." She said this while twisting her snow-white waist and hips. Since the lights were not on at night, it seemed that she must have mistaken me for her husband. I did not say anything, thinking to myself, although my friend’s wife appears so dignified and beautiful in front of others during the day, it turns out that she is so slutty in bed at night, just waiting for me to have fun with her. Thinking of this, I got on the bed, face to face with her, and put my arms around her waist, and began to touch her back. I didn't know how smooth my friend's wife's skin was until I touched her. Her lower abdomen was flat and tight, tightly pressed against my body. It felt so good, I couldn't help but think in my heart, she was like a fairy in the sky and a beauty on earth.

I slowly touched upwards along the curve of her waist and hips, touching her sexy shoulder blades and white neck. A strand of soft long hair was caught between my fingers as I stroked her, making her feel both excited and itchy. She couldn't help giggling. When she laughed, her towering breasts kept shaking and touching my body, making me even more excited. So I decided to tease her a bit. In order to prevent her from finding out that I was not her husband, I turned her over so that I could press my chest against her back, and then my hands could freely play with her breasts!

Sure enough, my friend's wife started to pant and hum just after I rubbed her a few times with a little skill: "Honey, you are so great today, so exciting, my breasts are so comfortable when you rubbed them, I want you to come in". As she spoke, she began to twist her body, looking very anxious. I did not respond, but continued my attack. I grabbed my friend's wife's breasts with one hand and kept squeezing them, and then I touched down with the other hand, first gently stroking and teasing her belly button. She responded immediately, and her abdominal muscles contracted and tightened a little. Then I suddenly reached my hand between her thighs and pressed her little sister with my whole palm. She seemed not prepared for such a sudden attack, and her whole body trembled involuntarily. Suddenly, I felt my palms were covered with wet and sticky liquid. It turned out that she was so wet down there.

I followed suit, and she began to open her legs, pushing her little sister outward with force, and twisting her body constantly, trying to get enough friction with my palm. Of course, I would not let her succeed so easily. I took my hand away and began to stroke the inside of her thighs. She was obviously enjoying it very much, and the tense abdominal muscles began to relax, but she was very anxious again, making lustful sounds of "hmm". Of course, I knew what she meant. She wanted me to continue stroking her little sister, but I still stroked slowly, from her inner thighs to her groin, fully mobilizing every sexy cell in her body. Every time I stroked a place, her body would tremble slightly in enjoyment.

"The most important thing for women is not actual sexual intercourse, but caress." This sentence really makes sense. Just as she was enjoying the caress of her body, I suddenly attacked between her legs again, "Ah" this time was obviously more stimulating than before. Her back arched involuntarily, and my hands were already covered with sticky love fluid. I took advantage of the situation and gently rubbed it, constantly stimulating her labia minora and vaginal opening. My friend's wife's breathing began to become rapid and irregular, and rapid moans came from her throat. Because of the love juice, the caress was very smooth, without any discomfort or obstacles. I could clearly feel that her labia minora had become engorged and erect, opening to both sides like petals, as if eagerly waiting for something.

At this time, a lot of love juice had already flowed out, and with my kneading, it began to flow downwards. I touched it and found that the perineum below was also covered with sticky liquid, and it flowed along the buttock groove through her anus, wetting a large area of the quilt under her buttocks. I thought to myself, I knew she was almost there, and in order to prevent her from discovering me, I didn't dare to attack from the front, so I hugged her waist, lifted her up, and raised her butt high. She cooperated very well, and I hardly had to use any effort. Maybe they both do this position often.

I pushed my little brother, which was so hard that it couldn't bear it, forward. Due to the huge amount of vaginal fluid, with a "squeak", the whole thing went in without any obstruction! Damn it! It was such a pleasurable experience that I immediately felt like ejaculating, but I immediately controlled my impulse. I inserted it into her deepest part, held still, then pinched her nipples from behind and began to knead them. She obviously couldn't stand such stimulation and began to shake her hips vigorously, moving them back and forth from time to time. It was really an extremely erotic visual stimulation. Her snow-white, sexy hips and such obscene words made my little brother grow a lot bigger.

Due to the soaking of the vaginal fluid and the suction of the vaginal wall, my little brother began to become thicker and stronger. I started to perform the primitive thrusting movement. Although this move is old-fashioned, it is the action that women enjoy the most. My lower abdomen kept hitting her white buttocks, making a popping sound, coupled with the extraordinary squeaking sound of the vaginal fluid, it was really alive and well. My friend's wife was obviously very excited. Her head was on the bed, her butt was raised high, and she kept twisting back and forth, trying to increase the friction. But I took my time, thrusting deep and shallow, left and right, and occasionally making circular movements with my little brother as the center.

My waist skills are amazing, and my wife enjoys this move very much. She once fainted due to the excitement of this move. Sure enough, as soon as I used this move, my friend's wife immediately shouted loudly, "Oh, oh, husband, it feels so good, husband, when did you become so strong?" The vagina also became noticeably tighter, tightly clamping the base of the little brother, but the more it did so, the harder and thicker the little brother became. This feeling is really indescribable. My wife's inside is not as tight as my friend's wife. It is of the "tight outside and loose inside" type, and this beauty in front of me is really a top-notch one. I can't help but feel like ejaculating.

Not good, I thought to myself, I can't ejaculate at this critical moment. If I lose it now, the woman will hate me for the rest of her life! But it's so exciting to have it inserted inside. I thought quickly and decisively pulled my little brother out. I heard a "pop" sound, as if I had pulled out a champagne cork, and at the same time I felt liquid splashing on my face and body. While looking at my little brother, I saw that my little brother was tortured to the point of being red and wet, but still straight, and the glans was full and shining. Even I was surprised. When I was having sex with my wife, I never had such a strong erection.

While she was groaning in anxiety, I used both hands to spread open her round buttocks and began to examine her private parts carefully. Perhaps due to frequent sex, my friend's wife's pubic hair was thicker and her labia minora was darker. I used my fingers to gently part the labia minora, revealing the pink vaginal opening. Due to the intense thrusting just now, there was some white foam on the vaginal opening, and because of the excitement and congestion, the entire vulva was like a big peach, juicy and plump, and filled with obscene vaginal fluid.

I couldn't help but start licking her vaginal opening and clitoris. She couldn't stand it and said "No!" Although she said no, her waist was twisting wildly and her breasts were shaking. Every time my tongue tip swept across her clitoris, her legs would tremble. The harder I pushed, the more she trembled. So I didn't care that my face was covered with vaginal fluid, and I increased my speed. I didn't care about my husband anymore. My friend's wife's legs had started to twitch and become soft, and it was obvious that she couldn't hold on any longer.

Seeing that she could not bear it any longer, I held my friend's wife's clitoris in my mouth. It was obvious that my friend's wife could not stand such excessive stimulation and seemed to be a little breathless. I immediately began to inhale, causing the clitoris to form a "suspended" state in my mouth. I stopped for about 5 or 6 seconds, then suddenly let go. With a "pop", the clitoris jumped out of my mouth and became like a small crystal peach. My friend's wife finally couldn't bear it anymore. She spread her legs completely on the bed, not caring that her little abalone was exposed, and she was panting. Speaking of this, I want to interject that the smell of my friend's wife's private parts is stronger than that of my wife, and it seems more like salt water. It seems that the smell of each woman is different.

At this time, my friend's wife hesitated when she grabbed my little brother's hand, as if she had discovered something. Indeed, my little brother looks a little different, with the front end very upturned, like a banana. My wife always likes to make fun of me for having a thing that is not straight, but even though she said that, she really enjoyed it in her heart. "Was it discovered by my friend's wife, or..." Just as I was hesitating, my wife's friend turned around.

I was shocked and thought, this is it, I'm going to be discovered. But my wife's friend turned around, raised her two snow-white thighs high, and used her hand to impatiently stuff my little brother into her vagina. When I saw it, I didn't think too much, so I followed the old man's push of the cart, and my little brother pushed forward with pride. There was another squeak, and he entered without any obstacles. My friend’s wife let out a muffled groan and bit her lips tightly, no longer moaning like she did before.

I suddenly understood. It turned out that when she grabbed the little brother, she had already realized that the person having sex with her was not her husband. It was just that she was about to reach orgasm and she couldn't bear to stop, so she just went with it. However, she became a little uncomfortable and was too embarrassed to scream, so she held back. Haha, now I can rest assured. I grabbed her naked bodies, lifted them above her head, and pushed my little brother hard into the depths of her vagina. Because this position allows for very deep insertion, I feel that I have reached the opening of my friend's wife's uterus. It feels like a ball of soft cotton, hot and sticky. Every time I push it, it irons my glans, and a tingling sensation rushes from my lower body to my brain. At this time, I don't care about "three shallow and one deep" anymore, and I push it all the way in every time.

Because my friend's wife stopped moaning, the sound of our bodies colliding became clearer. I could only hear the gurgling sounds from her throat and my rough breathing. At this moment, I felt changes happening inside my friend's wife's body. Her face flushed and her head turned to one side. Her two sexy little feet were stretched tightly to form a bow shape with her toes hooked inward. Her hands grabbed my waist and legs as if she wanted to grab something. I knew she might be about to "come"!

So I supported my body with my elbows and pressed my upper body forward on hers, pinching her firm nipples with both hands and squeezing them hard, while increasing the speed of my thrusting. At this moment, it seemed that all time had stopped, and her breathing became disordered and rapid under my heavy pressure, and her body began to become tense. Finally, my overwhelming thrusting came to an end, and my little brother couldn't bear it anymore. I roared, and pushed my body forward, sticking tightly to her little pussy, and waves of thick, hot semen spurted straight into her deepest part. Her cervix seemed to be naturally craving for this strong and hot semen. It began to contract, and then sucked in waves like a baby. The greedy, satisfied, and lustful atmosphere filled the entire room.

After a long time, she slowly loosened her hands, and at this time, there must have been scratches on my back from her (I could feel a little pain). She lay on the bed with her legs wide open, motionless, and seemed to be asleep with her eyes quietly closed. Her face showed the unique satisfaction and happiness of a woman after an orgasm, and there was a large wet sheet under her. After more than ten minutes, I thought it would be better not to spend the night here, so as not to embarrass everyone when the sun rises tomorrow morning, so I returned to my room the same way. Due to excessive consumption, I fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up the next morning, it was already past 9 o'clock. I quickly washed up and went to the restaurant. My friend's wife was already dressed neatly and making breakfast in the kitchen. Thinking of what happened last night, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. Maybe she was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look me in the eye directly. There was a blush on her little face. Forget it, I'd better just take a walk so as not to make her feel at a loss. "I'll go call your husband to get up," I said as I walked towards my friends' room.

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