Sex between a friend and his wife (adult novel about a married woman)

It is almost every man's dream to have a wife who is charming in bed, but in reality, it is often different from what is imagined.

I have been married for six years. When I first got married, I treated my wife as my toy and kept playing with her in different ways. She cooperated at first, but later I gradually lost interest because I felt that it would be difficult for my wife to make any more qualitative leaps. For example, at first she refused to give me a blowjob, but later she accepted it. However, she had never practiced it to the point where I could feel great. She also tried very hard, but often she would hold her cheeks and complain of being tired, saying that her mouth was numb before I could let her out. In this situation, few men would insist that their wives continue, and she would usually end by giving me a hand job. Fortunately, her masturbation technique has become almost perfect under my training, and it even feels better than fucking.

Also, as the frequency of sexual intercourse increased, her body gradually became less sensitive to my teasing. I would often have to caress her for a long time before she would become excited. Moreover, the water from her lower body would not come out until after a while of intercourse. In short, it felt unexciting.

After reading many cuckold novels, I also wanted to try it with my wife, but I knew it would be difficult in reality. First of all, I had my own concerns. Secondly, my wife is very conservative. She doesn’t like to dress up much. She basically does what I want with her sex life and doesn’t have very strong desires.

She basically doesn't read the novels I saved, and she calls me a pervert. Although she can still joke with me now, like "going hunting for food again today", when I'm fucking her, she hates it when I mention other people. Her sexual interest drops to the lowest point almost as soon as I mention someone else. She believes that sex is a matter between husband and wife, and it's boring to mention others.

Until one day I saw a turning point. We were chatting that day and then we talked about my good friend - Dong. I said that Dong didn't interact with me much after we got married. My wife said proudly, "Of course, because you stole his girlfriend." "Who? You?" I was a little surprised because Dong introduced my wife to me.

"Don't be so proud. I had no interest in him at that time, but I thought you were a nice person, so you tricked me into getting him." My wife said as she leaned softly in my arms: "If I had known you would treat me like this, I would have regretted it!" I hurriedly confessed: "Am I not good to you? I work hard on housework during the day and fuck you at night. Who else would treat you so well except me? Can Dong do that?" Seeing that I seemed really anxious, she comforted me: "See how anxious you are, of course your husband treats me well. Besides, who made me like you! I just don't like him, and I don't care what he is like." "What about him?" I tried to speak in a joking tone, and at the same time, my hand gently slid onto her chest.

"He pursued me so hard back then. He wrote me letters and poems every few days, and bought me small gifts when we went out." "Do you guys still date often?" My wife glanced at me, lowered her head and said, "I didn't know you at that time! We were colleagues and had a good relationship. We weren't together very often, and I didn't have any feelings for him, otherwise I wouldn't have let you deceive me." She looked up at me with a smile, and when she saw that I was a little dazed, she quickly said, "After I met you, I never went out with him again." She patted my face and said, "Are you jealous? He is your best friend. You don't believe me when I say you are not as scheming as him." Yes! I had no idea that my best friend was dating his wife, but I wasn't angry at all. I was even a little excited. (Is it true that I have read too many novels and become a bit perverted?) "Where did you guys go to play?" I asked while caressing her.

"It's just the park, shopping, watching movies and so on." "Then has he ever touched you?" "Yes," she looked at me: "My hand!" and smiled proudly.

"I don't believe that he would be so obedient when going to the movies?" "I let him touch my hand only when we were watching a movie. I couldn't see clearly, but he reached out and pulled me, and wouldn't let go. Later he wanted to touch me elsewhere, and only when I got angry and wanted to leave did he let go." She had closed her eyes, enjoying my caress, and her two nipples were visibly erect.

I bent down and kissed her face gently, then continued to ask, "Where else does he want to touch you?" "Sometimes his hands touch my legs, and when I'm not paying attention, he wants to move further inside, but I block him." His voice became unclear.

I placed my hand on her leg and stroked it, sliding between her legs: "Is that so?" She snorted and stopped talking. I reached my hand into her panties and felt a hot and wet area. She was actually wet! I suddenly felt a little jealous. Over the past few years, I caressed her countless times, and I didn't remember her ever wet. But now, just by mentioning a man pursuing her, she wets?

I pulled my hand away: "Are you horny? You're leaking so much water, are you thinking about other cocks?" "Yeah! You pervert, you're always thinking about others fucking your wife, sooner or later you'll regret it." Seeing the charm on her face beginning to fade, I stopped talking, quickly took off our underwear, and thrust my gun in without any inconvenience, all the way in! She then let out a hum, and then panted and responded to my thrusting.

This time we were very passionate and she reached orgasm quickly. After I ejaculated, she hugged me tightly and kissed me on the face for a long time. I kissed her back: "Did you enjoy it?" "Yes!" "Is it because you thought about how Dong touched you that you enjoyed it?" "Of course not! It was because my husband enjoyed fucking me!" "Then why did you get wet before we fucked?" "Because my husband touched you well!" "Were you excited when Dong touched your legs?" She pushed me: "Boring, mentioning him again! Let me tell you, he has never touched my legs, I was lying to you." After that, she got up and went to the bathroom.

Later, I met Dong at a party. We got along very well and were still not satisfied after the chat, so we agreed to find a chance to get together alone. A few days later, Dong called me and said he was free today. He asked me if I was free. I was free too, so we discussed where to meet. Later he said, "Let's just go to your house and have a simple gathering." I agreed. I called my wife and she was very angry. She complained that I didn't greet her and said there was no food at home. I said, "We are old friends, so just keep it simple." Then she hung up the phone.

When I got home, I found that my wife had come back early. She had cleaned the house and changed her clothes. I joked with her, "No wonder you cleaned the house so neatly since you are going to meet your old lover." She rolled her eyes at me and said, "The house is so messy, you are ashamed, but I am!" After a while, Dong came in. He was also dressed very smartly, and you could tell at a glance that his clothes were branded. It seemed that I was the only one who didn't care about my image.

Dong and I were drinking and chatting, while my wife was busy in the kitchen. Dong occasionally asked her about her former colleagues (they used to be colleagues, but later changed jobs), so my wife also took the time to come out and chat, but she didn't sit down, as if she was a little hesitant. Because my house is small, there is only an empty seat next to the east, but the two of them chatted quite intimately.

After Dong left, my wife said, "Dong is still quite hypocritical. Those colleagues have an average relationship with him, but they keep asking questions." I said, "He has other intentions. He just wants to find something to talk to you." My wife rolled her eyes at me and didn't answer.

From then on, Dong and I would often get together, drink and complain. Once when he was drunk and talked about his wife, I deliberately asked him, "Are you attracted to my wife?" He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "I pursued her before, but there is really nothing between us." I took advantage of the alcohol and said, "If Hong (my wife) is willing, I don't object to you continuing to have such a relationship, but you can't hide anything from me." Dong was stunned for a moment: "We have been friends for so many years, don't worry, I know that a friend's wife should not be bullied, and I don't have any improper thoughts about Hong." I glanced at him: "I didn't say you two had anything going on. What I meant was that we have been friends for many years. If there was something in the past, I wouldn't mind. If something happens in the future, as long as it doesn't destroy the family, it is also acceptable. After all, times are different now!" He seemed relieved and smiled: "What do you think about all day! Drinking." The topic was interrupted there.

Two days later, Dong asked me to chat online. He quickly brought up the topic of wife swapping and asked me what I thought about it. I said:

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After this chat, Dong came to my house more often. A few times when I was working overtime, my wife said that Dong came, sat for a while and then left. I said, "He comes here all the time lately. Is everything okay?" My wife said, "Of course not. It's nothing. It's really annoying." One time when I came home, I met Dong coming out of my house. He smiled at me and looked embarrassed. So I walked him for a while and asked him how he was. He said, "I gave her a small gift today. I hope you don't mind. Hong doesn't want you to know, so don't ask her first." "Tell me, what did you give her?" "A set of underwear. You really don't mind, do you?" I patted him on the shoulder. "Just make her feel happy. Didn't she wear it for you to see?" "How could that be! I'm very happy that she can accept it. Thank you!" After seeing Dong off, I walked around outside for a while before going home. My wife was already lying on the bed. The house was so tidy that it didn't look extraordinary. I went over, hugged her and started to caress her. She accepted it silently and was excited. When I inserted it, I found that she was already wet. I deliberately asked, "Dong, hasn't your period recently?" Her body stiffened for a moment, and she said vaguely no. I started to move violently, and soon we both climaxed.

After we finished, my wife hugged me tightly and said quietly, "Can you please stop working overtime recently?" "Why?" "I'm a little scared to be alone at home." "Or, if I work overtime again, I'll let Donglai accompany you. He comes here often anyway." "It's him again! Aren't you afraid that he will rape me when you're not around?" "If he dares to rape you, I'll..." "Then what?" "Go rape his wife!" "I know you have bad intentions and are always thinking about other people's wives." "How can I be concerned about his wife? I'm thinking about you. If you don't like him, don't let him come in the future." "That's not necessary. He is your old friend. Just don't leave me alone at home." "It seems that you are afraid that you can't hold your ground if I'm not around? Is he harassing you? Did you let him take advantage of you?" She slapped me, "Boring! He is very well-behaved." "Then you are horny and want him to fuck you?" "Yes! I just want others to fuck me. Are you satisfied?" After saying that, she turned around and sobbed softly.

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That day, Dong invited me to his house, and I went straight there after get off work. He was home alone because his wife was on a business trip. Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to talk, I asked, "What's wrong?" He smiled bitterly and said, "It's all your fault. I'm lovesick." "Then why don't you go find her?" "I don't dare to go. I'm afraid I can't help but do something bad in front of you." "You're not going to rape her, are you?" "Who do you think I am? I can't help but hug her and kiss her. I can't stand it anymore." "You can't hurt her. She doesn't seem to accept you!" He looked at me and said, "She accepts me. She is very happy when it's just the two of us. She just cares about you and your family. I also care about our friendship over the years." "Then aren't you afraid that your wife will be hurt?" "I don't know. Maybe. I can only try my best to hide it from her." Hearing this, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought. If two people are in love with each other, wouldn't my marriage be in danger? I really wanted to know my wife's true thoughts, so I suddenly said to her, "Go to my house now. I've told Hong that I'll be home late. I'll give you some time to hear her truth, and then I'll make a decision." He looked at me in surprise, and I went on to say, "Call my cell phone after you get home and don't hang up. If you hang up, I'll go home." He hesitated for a moment and hurried away.

I sat for a while, then got up and walked into Dong's bedroom. It was a bit messy. Lying on the bed, I smelled a faint fragrance, perhaps the scent of his wife. Suddenly I became interested, so I opened the closet and looked for his wife's underwear (I have a preference for women's underwear). Her underwear came in many styles and colors, and looked quite sexy.

I took the smallest pair of panties and smelled them. They only smelled like soap and felt soft in my hand. I began to imagine what it would feel like to wear such panties on her pussy. I was daydreaming when Dong called. I heard the door open from inside, no one spoke, and then the door closed, with a slight panting sound. After a pause, there was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and I vaguely heard my wife say "you".

"Let me hug you." Dong said. She didn't seem to refuse, and then there was a noise of clothes. "No, that's a restricted area! Don't..." The rest of the words seemed to be blocked in her mouth. I remember when we were in love, whenever I touched Hong's lower body, she would grab my hand and say, "No, that's a forbidden area." It seemed that Dong had already occupied her breasts, and it was not the first time they kissed.

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"No, don't..." She said the same thing to Dong just now.

"I want it!" My tone became rough, and she said softly, "Wait, it will be done soon, you wash it too." Then she kissed me, gently stroked my cock with her hand, unbuttoned my pants, grabbed my cock, and quickly washed herself with the other hand and started washing my cock. I reached out and grabbed her breasts, rubbing them. Was this the place that had been rubbed by someone else just now? When I thought of this, I couldn't hold back my impulse. I pushed her onto the wash basin with force and penetrated her from behind.
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