Internet Husband (Sexual Knowledge Adult Novel)

I am 31 years old and have been married for 3 years. My husband makes a lot of money and is very busy. I often saw him once every two or three weeks, and after a few words, he would leave in a hurry.

I teach at a university and am not very busy. When I don't have classes, I prepare lessons, surf the Internet, and play mahjong. I like to sit in front of the computer, surf the Internet and then go to sleep after playing mahjong. Others think I am happy because I have a capable husband. But they don’t know that what really makes me happy is that I have two husbands, one is 33 years old and the other is 18 years old.

He and I, my husband of 18 years, met online 8 months ago. He wrote on QQ that he was 32 years old. I never realized he was a college student because he never let me see his face in every video call. He is very good at flirting. Every time I talk to him, he makes me blush and my nipples become hard. At his repeated requests, I called him husband, and I would masturbate every time after chatting with him. He satisfied my lonely heart, and I also satisfied my insatiable sexual desire through masturbation. The real derailment started last week.

Last Saturday, I sat down in front of the computer on time as usual, and he was already waiting for me there. We turned on the video and started chatting.

"How is it, honey? Did you miss me?" For some reason, his voice sounded excited.

"Yeah, I really want to." "Divorce him and marry me, hehe!"

"Do you really want to marry me? What's so good about you? Hee~~~"

"What do you want?"

"Well, you have to feed not only my upper mouth, but the lower one as well."

"Well, the top one is a little difficult, but the bottom one is no problem."

"That's nonsense. I don't believe that."

"Don't believe it? Humph, let me show you..." As he said that, he actually stood up and pulled out his dick from his shorts. He pointed the video at JB and fiddled with it.

I was shocked by his sudden action. I couldn't speak and just stared at that dick. His penis was not long, but it was very thick and stood tall. The foreskin was naturally parted, and the urethra could be clearly seen.

"Haha, are you scared?"

"What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen this before. Just put it away." My voice trembled a little.

"Why put it away?" He sat down and began to stroke it. "I just want to show my wife how to satisfy you?"

"Well, I don't know~~" Watching him stroking his cock back and forth, my breathing started to quicken, my chest swelled quickly, my nipples became half hard, and my throat became dry, as if it was on fire.

"How about it, honey? Do you want to touch your husband's big cock? It's hard. When you have sex with your husband, he will use it to torment you, hehe."

It had been a long time since I had seen or touched a man's penis. I couldn't stand what he said. I felt itchy and couldn't control it. I started to get wet, but I still wanted to maintain my modesty as a woman. I could only stammer, "Go, go to hell, you bad guy. I don't want that."

"Honey, don't pretend with me. Look at your blushing face. You must be horny, right? Hehe! Tell the truth."

I felt very embarrassed, knowing that I could no longer conceal my feelings, so I said, "Well, honey, I do miss it a little bit."

"Tell your husband, how long has it been since you last tasted cock?"

"It's been a long time..." I didn't dare to look at him, "Honey, why don't you cum yet?"

"That... it's not that easy."

"Honey, do you want to see my...hehe" I suddenly had a strong desire to expose myself. I wanted men to look at my body in a lustful manner, no matter who he was?

"I want it, I want it, hurry up, wife..." he said excitedly.

"Then you wait." After saying that, I left the chair. I quickly ran to the bedroom, took off my coat, bra, and skirt, and changed into a low-cut off-shoulder bra, denim shorts, and black fishnet stockings. I looked at myself in the mirror. The white bra made my already plump breasts look even more upright, outlining a deep cleavage. The shorts tightly wrapped around my round buttocks as a wife. The black fishnet stockings made me feel like a slutty prostitute soliciting customers on the street without restraint. All of this made me very excited. It was as if I was no longer the teacher who was a role model for others, but a slut who was willing to sell her body in exchange for physical satisfaction. I quietly returned to the computer, pulled out a chair, and stood in front of him.

"Wow!! Honey, you have such a great figure!" he was very excited.

"How about my look?" she said with a charming smile.

"I like it. I like it very much. You are so wild, my wife." He increased the speed of stroking.

Seeing him stroking his cock quickly, I couldn't help but start to raise my head and pose. I bent down and pointed the video at my breasts so that he could see my deep cleavage. I squeezed my breasts from both sides to the center and rubbed them with a smile. My breasts are too sensitive. If I squeeze them slightly, the originally semi-hard nipples will quickly expand completely. I simply couldn't stop. I squeezed more and more, and the pleasure was like an electric current, going straight from my breasts to my vagina. My honey hole was already wet and warm. I moaned softly from the torture of the hands and the desire.

"Ah...ah...wife, my dear wife, be more horny, quick...I'm going to cum...ah...stimulate me..."

As he stroked rapidly, his glans had turned purple and he kept moaning. I turned around, faced my back to the video, and stuck my butt out for him to admire.

"Ah...ah...what a big round ass. I love it so much."

His obscene words made my panties wet. I put one hand on my chest and rubbed it randomly, and with the other hand I rubbed my mound, buttocks and vagina through my denim shorts. I didn't dare to use force, as if my vagina was a balloon filled with water, which would burst if I used the slightest force. During my slutty performance, his sperm shot all over the video, making my mouth dry. I really wish he was right in front of me. He wiped the sperm off the video, and I saw his penis was still standing erect.

"Ha, husband, your baby is not obedient at all, why doesn't he go down? You have to educate him well, hehe..."

"Honey, it can't help seeing you so beautiful and wild!" He said with a smile, "Honey, do you want to really try it?"

"…"

"Speak up, what are you afraid of?"

"How do I try it?" I asked in a low voice.

"Come over to my place, okay?"

"Well... forget it! I have a husband!" Although I really wanted to agree to him, I have not forgotten my responsibilities as a wife.

"What! He can't satisfy you, but I can. Does that mean he is your husband and I am not?" He was angry.

"But……"

"My dear wife, please! Stop it. Can you bear to let it stay hard like this?" He shook his cock and begged me.

I was amused by him and said with a red face, "Okay, okay, I'll promise you!"

We exchanged phone numbers and agreed that I would go to his house at noon the next day. That night, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. I was tortured to pieces by ethics and erotic dreams, but in the end, desire triumphed over ethics. It has been a long time since I have experienced the feeling of being tormented by a man's treasure. I can't bear it anymore!

The next day, I got up very early, and my heart was even more itchy than my lower body. No matter what I did, my vagina was always wet, and I almost masturbated several times. I took a shower first, then tried on the clothes in the closet one by one, and put them back one by one. I wanted to dress modestly but in a way that would appeal to him. And so it was not until eleven o'clock that I made my decision. I chose a set of squeeze white lace bra and low-waist white lace panties, a red open-chested short-sleeved shirt, a white skirt suit and beige stockings. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, revealing the maturity and fullness that are unique to women. I smiled with satisfaction, picked up my bag and went out.

After getting in the taxi, the driver kept looking at me in the rearview mirror, which made me happy. The phone suddenly rang, "Wife" was his voice, "I'm working!"

"Haha, what are you doing kneading the dough? Are you going to make dumplings for me?"

"No, I treat the dough as your plump breasts. You will come soon. I will squeeze your breasts comfortably just like kneading the dough, and I will also suck your milk, hehe!"

"Pervert" I was moved by his words. "Why are you so mean?"

"It's even worse. Honey, is your vagina wet and itchy? When you come, your husband will give you a good scratch. Don't masturbate in the car. If you wet your pants, how will you get out of the car?"

"Ah...ah" I couldn't speak, I just felt my chest was swollen, my mind was full of various sex positions, my breathing was rapid, I swallowed my saliva, squeezed my legs together, and rubbed them secretly. I didn't dare move my body. As long as I moved my hips, the secret juice would keep overflowing. I think the driver must have thought that I was a slutty woman, making a pornographic phone call in the taxi while using my legs to soothe my pussy. In this way, after more than ten unbearable minutes, I paid the driver the money amid his contemptuous smile, and slowly walked towards the building opposite with my legs clamped together.

With his guidance, I came to Room 302 of the building. I turned off my cell phone, calmed myself down, and started knocking on the door. Soon the door opened, and a man with a bald head and naked body stood in front of the door. The thick, black penis that I saw last night stood upright between his waist. He was about 178 cm tall and quite burly, but all this could not hide his young face.

“You…you are…?”

"I'm your husband!" He pulled me into the room. His house is not very big, with two bedrooms and a living room. It is not very tidy and looks like a single man's residence.

"You...how old are you?" I was a little stunned!

"How big do I think I am?" He sat opposite me with his legs apart, his penis standing upright in protest.

"I see you are just a college student, why did you tell me you are 32 years old?"

"As expected of a teacher, you're quite accurate. I'm a sophomore now. If I didn't tell you I'm 32, you wouldn't talk to me." He said with a smile. I suddenly felt very embarrassed and didn't know whether to leave or stay.

"Does it matter how old I am? We can get along and I can satisfy you, that's enough."

"No, you're so young, I, I can't accept it." As I said that, I stood up and slowly walked towards the entrance, but I was hesitating in my heart. His burly body and the thick penis all attracted me, and I knew that I had fallen in love with his body. Seeing that I was hesitating, he walked to the door and blocked it.

"Let me go," I begged him. But he came over, kissed me on the lips, and held my slender waist with his hands. My sexual desire was aroused by this kiss, and I hugged his thick neck and let his thick tongue rush around in my mouth. On top is his tongue, and inside is my long-suppressed sexual desire. The accumulation of both was so overwhelming that I couldn't breathe. I broke away from his lips, breathing rapidly. I raised my eyes to look at him, and he was staring at me. I asked, "I'm 31 years old, don't you think I'm old?"

"My dear wife, I don't mind! I like you. You are mature and plump, much better than those girls in their 20s!"

"You are the worst. You only know how to coax others and seduce their wives. You little rascal, I will let my husband beat you up!"

"Humph! I'm not afraid even if he comes. I'll let him see how I can satisfy you, hehe!"

"You are so mean. You took someone else's wife and still make sarcastic remarks about her."

He licked my lips gently, and I opened my red lips slightly and sucked them continuously. His hands quickly slid from my waist to my plump buttocks, and he grabbed my plump mound through my skirt and started playing with it. He spread the mound apart and then quickly squeezed it back into the middle. The pleasure spread from my anus to my vagina, causing the secret juice originally wrapped in my vagina to overflow. After a few strokes, the vagina area of ​​the panties became wet! It was sticking to my vagina in a disgusting way.

"Are you feeling comfortable?"

"I'm so wet~~~"

"Really?" He skillfully unzipped my skirt from behind. I obediently twisted my hips and let him take off my skirt. "Honey, your legs in stockings are so sexy!"

As he spoke, a big hand wandered between my thighs and buttocks, and his hard penis was pressing against my abdomen. I really wanted him to insert it into my water hole to relieve my itch. I really couldn't wait any longer. I lifted my left leg and rubbed his thick, hairy leg with the inside of my thigh, twisting my waist constantly to rub his huge glans.

“Oh… please… come in, give it to me!”

"Wife, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't had enough fun yet!" As he said that, he lifted my legs to my waist with his hands. I couldn't wait to cross my legs behind his back and tightly wrapped them around his strong waist. Just like that, he sat on the sofa, and he used his nose and tongue to rub and lick my cleavage up and down! I hugged his neck tightly, and followed his rhythm to tighten my stomach and straighten my chest. Waves of heat spread from my chest to my whole body, and my stimulated pussy was itchy and unbearable. I could only twist my butt and rub it against his hairy thighs, so that my wet hole could get temporary comfort.

"Ah! Ah! ...Husband, dear husband, do my breasts taste good?"

"Ah! So fragrant and tender."

"Then you must eat well!"

"Of course, I want to suck their milk out of them."

"Well~~~~ you are so bad, so bad..." I smiled shyly and hit him, "I won't give you any."

I pretended to protect my chest with my hands, but his two powerful hands easily pried them apart. Then he turned up my V-neck collar, reached into my bra, grabbed my breasts with one hand, squeezed them together, and lifted them out. He was not in a hurry to attack my nipples, but instead held my breasts tightly and loosely, occasionally pulling them apart and shaking them up and down. I have never experienced having my breasts played with like this before, waves of spring sensations were transmitted from his big hands to my breasts, then closed and transmitted to my uterus, stimulating it to continuously secrete love fluid. I was so excited that I sometimes raised my head and sometimes lowered it, and my hands kept stroking my ribs.

"Ah...ah...husband...ah...and nipples...ah...I want you to...to...ah...love...love them..."

Hearing my moans, he pressed my areola with his fingers, stretched out his index finger, and quickly tickled my nipple with his fingernails. This stimulation is so strong! His fingers seemed to be electrified. Strong currents quickly spread from my nipples to my entire body, giving me goose bumps all over. My body began to shake violently, and my head swayed slightly with his rhythm. Every time he tickled me, I would unconsciously lower my head and hunch my chest, trying to avoid the attack of his fingers. What’s even more terrible is the vagina. It had been drooling all day, making my panties wet and dry, wet and dry again. This time, under his tickling, the juice flowed faster and more, and I was so itchy that I had to keep squeezing my legs together to squeeze my labia. The powerful desire to be quickly penetrated mercilessly hit my lonely heart. It burst out of my throat and turned into obscene cries: "Ah, ah, ah... my dear husband... ah, ah, it feels so good... ah... please... ah, ah, stop playing... ah, ah, ah... come in... quickly... your wife wants yours... want it... want it... baby... ah, ah... I want it... I want it..."

When he heard me moaning, he didn't say anything, but squeezed my big breasts together, stuck out his tongue, licked my nipples quickly, and from time to time sucked them into his mouth and bit them lightly with his teeth. I really couldn't bear it anymore, so I put one hand around his neck and put my other hand into his crotch, touching his vagina forcefully through his lace panties. The crotch part of the panties was so wet that it was tightly wrapped around my vulva. As soon as my hands touched it, my fingers immediately became wet. I held his hard JB, raised my buttocks slightly, and used his glans to pierce and rub the entrance of my vagina. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...it's coming...ah, I'm coming...ah, I'm losing it...losing it~~~~~~~!" After a few strokes, a large amount of dirty water poured out from the uterus. I hugged his head tightly and enjoyed this long-lost refreshing feeling.

“Hoohoo…ah…hoo…so comfortable…so comfortable…”

"Wife, you are so slutty. You came just like that. You made my thighs wet. Haha!"

My sexual desire was out of control. I quickly got off him, held onto the edge of the coffee table with both hands, raised my butt high, twisted my body, and begged, "Husband, dear husband, I want more, more~~~!"

"No wonder people say women in their 30s are as fierce as wolves and tigers. I've really seen it. Haha, don't be anxious! Don't be anxious!" He walked over with a smile.

"Good husband, please~~~, hurry up, hurry up..." I was about to cry. I don't know why, but after the first orgasm, my pussy became even more itchy.

"Haha, here it comes." He squatted behind my butt and touched my vagina with his middle finger. "Honey, you are so horny. You are so wet, like you peed your pants?"

"Oh, why are you so bad? Come on! Please, good husband, dear husband." I don't know why the more he humiliated me, the more excited I became. Is it true as the books say, that all women have a masochistic tendency? As I was thinking about it, he suddenly pulled my panties to my knees, grabbed my thighs with both hands and spread them apart. I looked back and saw her observing my vagina. I was so embarrassed that I begged, "What a shame! It's not like I've never seen it before. What's so good about it? My dear husband, come in quickly!"

"No, I need to see clearly, otherwise I will get lost. Hehe! My dear wife, stick your big ass up a little more."

There was no other way, so I had to lower my waist and raise my butt a little higher.

"Hmm! Yes, the vagina is so narrow, it must be very tight. Honey, how many men have you had sex with? You were not a virgin when you married your husband, right?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Good wife, tell me quickly."

"Of course I wasn't a virgin when I got married. I had sex with five men before I got married. What's wrong with that?"

"That's what I said! The labia majora is so dark, it must have been frequently penetrated by a dick." His thumb moved forward a little more.

"Wow! Honey, your clitoris is so big!" he said excitedly.

"Oh, that's so annoying. Come in! Come in!" I twisted my butt and begged him again.

"No, let me lick you first." As he said that, he put his nose on my butt crack, put his tongue on my vagina, and began to lick my vagina. But after licking for a few times, he stopped and complained: "You are such a slut, you are so horny down there, I can't stand it!"

His words made me feel so ashamed. My genitals smell a bit bad, so over the years, no man has ever licked my vagina.

"I'll go straight in and fuck your cunt!" He pressed the head of his penis against the opening of my vagina and rubbed it a little. Then push hard.

"Ah!" I screamed. I knew that after so many years, my pussy was not as tight as it used to be, but I still felt that the opening of my pussy was pushed open by his big glans. I've encountered dicks longer than his, but never one so thick.

"Ah...be gentle...be gentle...it's too big..."

"Hey, it's too late to say no now!"

I felt his penis withdrawn a little from my vagina, and I thought he was showing pity for me, but I didn't know he was just giving me a "running start". He moved his waist slightly backward and thrust forward suddenly. "Shh~~~~~~~pa", there was a crisp sound of genitals colliding.

"Ah!" He has inserted the entire penis into my vagina, and the glans can slightly touch the center of the flower. I just felt my entire lower body suddenly swell up and the pain came slowly.

"Ah!... It's so tight, honey. You're the best pussy." He said very comfortably, "How is it! Is my husband's dick big? Is it as big as your husband's?"

"Big... Really big... Much bigger than his!... My dear husband... Please, move gently."

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