I secretly raped my neighbor's big titted wife. It was so cool!! (Wife and mature adult novel)

The year I got married, I was already 28 years old and my child was about to be born. The company allocated me a small room and I finally settled down. At that time, I was working part-time. After my wife was about to give birth, I had no time to take care of her, so I had to let her take a six-month leave from work and move to the countryside with her child, where my mother-in-law took care of her and her child. As a result, I became a bachelor with a wife.

The housing allocated to me by the unit is called a unity household, with three families living in one unit. It is said that this house was used to house military representatives during the Cultural Revolution. It has three rooms, two of which are 18 square meters, one is 14 square meters, and the kitchen is about 10 square meters. A house like this for a family to live in was considered luxurious at the time, but ordinary people were not qualified to live there. After the military representative left, three families lived in the unit, one family in one room and sharing a kitchen. All three families were young people who had just gotten married. I was the last one to move in, and the children of the other two families were already over one year old.

The couple living next door to me, the girl is petite and the boy is quite handsome. Both husband and wife work and go out early and come back late. During the day, the child is left at my mother-in-law's house and picked up at night. The man doesn't like reading and loves playing cards, but he is very diligent in doing housework, doing everything from washing clothes to cooking and washing dishes. After finishing, he either goes to sleep or goes out and comes back in the middle of the night. The man in the family next door was a college graduate from the countryside. At that time, the Cultural Revolution had just begun and college students were the pride of the nation. He had just been assigned to work in the municipal party committee and was busy at work all day long. His wife is from the countryside, has no job, and is a full-time housewife at home.

I am an easy-going person who never argues. I have a good relationship with my two neighbors. The two families often quarreled over trivial matters such as cooking and drying clothes. I work half a day and study half a day, so I spend more time at home during the day. My sister-in-law, who comes from the countryside, is a full-time housewife and has children, so I have more time to meet her. I have been to the countryside and am familiar with rural life, so I can get along well with the young sister-in-law from the countryside. In my spare time, I often chat with her about nothing. For example, her family situation and the process of her marriage with her husband.

She is also willing to talk to me (maybe because she is lonely at home every day), especially to pour out her inner troubles to me. She often talked about how she resisted the pressure from her parents and relatives to date her husband, supported her husband's studies, and how her husband almost became a traitor and dumped her after he started working. She is beautiful, has a good figure and a straightforward personality, but she still has a bit of country-like rusticity. She often told me that in the countryside, she was considered a pretty girl in the village, with a good family background. Her father and brothers both worked locally, and she was also very picky. Many young men had asked people to come to her house to propose marriage to her, but she refused.

That day was a rest day. It was just her and I at the table in broad daylight. Her husband is on a business trip and the woman next door has gone back to her parents' home. She was washing clothes at the door of her house. I was tired of studying, so I went up to her and chatted with her. As the conversation went on, they somehow ended up talking about her breasts, and continued on this topic until they told a story about her romantic affairs. That's how it started. Her breasts were extremely large, for someone with a child, and she wasn't wearing a bra. She sat on a low stool and washed clothes, her breasts hanging in front of her chest swaying with her body. I smiled and said: Your breasts are too big. Don’t you feel uncomfortable with them hanging in front of your chest and swinging back and forth? She replied: Yes, Xiao Jiang (female neighbor) next door always laughs at me because my breasts have grown to my belly button. After saying this, he laughed. I said: Was it this big before you got married? She smiled and said: It would be terrible if it was this big. It would be so ugly if it was hung like this.

I said: They definitely wouldn't be hanging if they weren't fed, but they must be big. She smiled and said: Yes, I am just good-looking. When I was a girl, my breasts were bulging. I wanted to cover them but couldn’t. People always stared at me, which was so embarrassing. I joked: When I went to the countryside, there was a bachelor in the village who would always go to places where there were many girls when watching movies (movies in the countryside were shown outdoors at that time). He would touch them whenever he had the chance, rub their breasts intentionally, and even pinch them unexpectedly. Have you ever encountered something like this? She said: It's different everywhere. Some evil men always come up to you and bump and rub you with their elbows.

I smiled and said: Even though it's a girl looking for a boy, there's a layer of gauze between them, and this layer of gauze is not so easy to break. She said: It's not that difficult. If I wasn't a decent person, I would have lost my virginity to another man when I was seventeen or eighteen years old. I deliberately asked: What happened to you when you almost lost your virginity? This woman is really good at admitting things. Seeing that I didn't seem to believe her, she told me something that she may have never told anyone else. She said: He is my uncle who lives in the room next to mine, and he is extremely evil. He came to my room that day and saw that no one was there. He pushed me to the head of the bed, took off my clothes, touched and pinched my chest, and even sucked it with his mouth, which made me feel very nervous. I asked: Then why didn’t he think of what you were thinking?

She laughed and said: I was in a daze and he took off my pants. He took out that thing and insisted that I squeeze it with my hand. It was so big that I was startled. But when I woke up, I firmly disagreed, but he refused to let go. I told him that if he didn't let go I would call for help, and that's how I escaped this disaster. I said: So he will just let it go like this from now on? She smiled and said: This uncle is very evil. He has touched my breasts several times before. That day, he found that I was the only one in the room and forced me to lie on the bed and rubbed me for an hour or so, which made me almost unable to bear it. If his thing wasn't so huge, I would have been deflowered by him. After I found out that he not only wanted to pinch my breasts but also wanted to take over my body, I always avoided him.

I laughed and said: That proves that you were already feeling evil because of him pinching your breasts. You too, it's not good to have big things. Others who want big things can't even think of it. She laughed and said: I was still a girl at that time, very young, and I was afraid. I said: If it were now, you would definitely not be afraid. She just laughed and said nothing when she heard that. She was talking to me while rubbing her clothes. Her white neck was exposed from her open collar, and half of her two round breasts could be seen. Apart from her rustic look, she is indeed a beautiful woman.

At this time, I had been separated from my wife for more than two months and had long been feeling sexually hungry. Having said that, he naturally felt a little evil in his heart, and felt hard and swollen down there, so he had the urge to kiss and touch her to quench his thirst, but he didn't dare to act rashly. I guess that the reason why she is so resentful towards her husband is not only because she is still a country girl and her husband's status has changed, but also because she has become a Chen Shimei. There may be other reasons as well. So he decided to tease her again to create an opportunity to take action.

In order to get to the bottom of the matter, I deliberately added fuel to the fire and said to her with a regretful tone: I understand what you mean. It's not easy for me to say this. What you mean is that others want to pick a flower but can't, but he can get the branch and just look at it but not pick it, right? I think the meaning of this statement is already explicit enough. She might have stopped there, but she actually continued with the next sentence: Before I came to the countryside, I don’t know how many people wanted to go to this damn place with me and lock everyone up. From what she said, it seemed like she wanted to steal something that others couldn't. I thought she had some plan, so I continued: I believe this. I have many acquaintances in the village and it is convenient to get along with them. Besides, you are beautiful and have big breasts, and every man would want to have sex with you. If I were your uncle from the same village, I would never let you go.

She laughed and said: He is afraid that I will be too embarrassed to hide if I really scream. I deliberately asked: If he really does it, will you scream? She said: Who would dare to shout out such a thing? It would only embarrass yourself if you did. At that time, he was touching and pinching me all over. I felt so panicked that my body went limp. I laughed and said: That uncle is lustful but timid. If he persists a little longer and uses a little more force, he will definitely get over the addiction. If he has started, he may want to continue. She laughed and said: You men are not good people, you never eat enough and you never feed them enough. As the saying goes, listen to the words by their voices and the gongs and drums by their sounds. Hearing her say this, my heart was really about to make a move, but at this time she had already washed the clothes and was preparing to hang them out to dry. The door of the office is open, so it’s not a good time to take action.

Experience tells me that opportunities cannot be missed, this matter must not be left unattended, and one must strike while the iron is hot. So, she hung out the clothes and I helped her, wishing she could hang out the clothes right away. While helping her hang clothes to dry, I pretended to bump into her breast accidentally. After drying the clothes, I went back to my room for a while. After she entered her room, I took the opportunity to close the door. I did this just in case. If she got the upper hand, I could just go straight in. Even if you can't get started, you can still move forward and backward freely.

She went into her room and didn't come out or close the door. I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so I had to go into her room. I was afraid that the opportunity would be lost if I waited for her to come out. Holding a glass of water, I walked quietly to her door and saw her sitting on the bed in the inner room, fixing her hair. I walked to the door of her inner room and talked to her while looking at her image reflected in the coat mirror on the wardrobe beside her bed. I said: You are really pretty, your husband should really be careful about being cuckolded. She said: He treats me like a ghost, he doesn't care about me at all. I said: He should regret not taking you to heart. She said: He regrets nothing. I said: He can let you go. If he doesn't let you go, it would be strange if he didn't take good care of you.

She said: Does he have the ability to take care of it? ! I said: You are talking too mysteriously. If someone really wants to get you, will you agree? She said: Who knows, he is useless, and I feel annoyed. No matter who he is, women always want to be done by men. Her words were so evil that the lust in my heart grew stronger and stronger. I no longer wanted to hide my true self. Whether it would succeed or not depended on just one thought. To be on the safe side, I thought to myself, I should try to get her done in a gentle way first, and then think of other ways if that doesn't work. I continued with my final test and said to her: Now that you said that, my heart is going crazy. I really want to pinch your big breasts. She said: What's the point of pinching breasts if they are sagging? Now that things had come to this, I decided to give it a try, so I walked up to her and actually touched her breasts.

Her two breasts are really big. She is a young woman who has breastfed. Her breasts are completely different from those of a girl. They are soft and lack elasticity when held in the hands, but they can be squeezed into various shapes. I gently held her in my arms, and my hands reached from under her clothes to her chest, sliding back and forth on her breasts, kneading them in turn and wantonly. She closed her eyes slightly and leaned softly in my arms. At this time, my penis was already hard and erect. I pushed her down on the bed, pretending that I wanted to see her breasts, then pounced on her and pressed her body under me. She was gasping for breath due to my pressure, and kept twisting her body, saying in a trembling voice: You can only touch my breasts, can't I touch them while holding me? The pressure was so great that I couldn't breathe. She struggled as she spoke.

I said: I'll just press you down and kiss you. After saying that, he blocked her mouth with his own. She kept moving her face to avoid my mouth. At this time, I was burning with desire. I just held her hands, unbuttoned her clothes with my mouth, kissed her half-exposed breasts, and bit her erect nipples and kept sucking them. After a while, her body stopped twisting violently, and she let me kiss her mouth to mouth, entwining her tongue with mine.

Her body was really plump. I supported myself on the bed with one hand, and while I was kissing her, I started to touch her round arms and moved my other hand down from her chest to her back, and then inserted my hand into the back of her pants and touched her plump buttocks. I hadn't had sex for a long time, and I just felt that her skin all over her body was very soft and smooth. I pulled back my hands and grabbed and squeezed her two big breasts. While we were plundering, I felt her hand accidentally bumped into my penis. I took the opportunity to unzip my pants and took out my little brother, who was already hot as fire and hard as iron. I pulled her hand over to me, and as soon as she touched there, she quickly pulled it back.

I whispered to her: Pinch it. Her face flushed as she said: You wish. I won’t pinch you. I didn't force her and reached out to untie her belt. She waved her hands to resist and said: You are so ungrateful. I said: Let me take a look down there. She said: What's so good about that place? But in the end she let me pull down her trousers and trouser legs. I licked her vagina with my tongue. At first she covered it tightly with her hands and said in panic: No, how can I use my mouth? I said: Sure. Her labia were swollen and engorged with blood. I used my tongue to lick her clitoris until it became as big as a pea, and it was already wet. I stared into her watery eyes and whispered: Let me do it once. She said: No. I said: I can't stand it anymore, if you don't believe me, just watch.

As she said that, she put her hand on my penis. This time she didn't let go. Instead, she pinched it lightly with her fingers and rubbed it slowly as I asked, and said in a soft voice: It's so scary, this big thing. I said: It’s not good to be big, I’m going to put it in and do it. At this time she no longer refused, but said in a tender voice: I let you do it, but you can't tell anyone. I said: Of course, I know that. So she completely relaxed.