深夜のバーで出会った人妻(37)が、ホテルの部屋で私(25)のチンポを汚れたマンコで朝まで犯し続けた話
私(25歳男性)は街のバーで飲んでいた。そこで隣に座っていた女が急に俺の股間を掴んできた。彼女は律子さん(37歳)。結婚して十年、夫とはもうほとんどやっていないと言い、酔った勢いで「今からホテル行かない? あなたの汚いチンポを私のマンコに直接ぶち込んで、精液でいっぱいにしてほしい」と耳元で囁いた。
ホテルの部屋に入るなり、律子さんは服を全部脱ぎ捨てて全裸になった。垂れ気味の大きな胸を揺らし、すでにぐちょぐちょに濡れて毛が少し残ったマンコを指で広げて見せた。「見て。もうこんなに汚れてる。あなたの太いチンポをここにぶち込んで。ゴムなんていらない。生で私の子宮まで突いて、精液を大量に注ぎ込んで」と彼女は言い、俺のズボンを下ろして硬くなったチンポを握り、唾を垂らしてしごき始めた。
律子さんはベッドに四つん這いになり、自分で尻を大きく広げてアナルとマンコの両方を見せながら「後ろから私の汚いマンコを犯して。尻を叩いて、奥まで激しく突いて」と言った。俺はチンポを一気に根元まで挿入した。熱くてぬるぬるした締め付けが強く、彼女は「深い……子宮の奥にチンポが当たってる。もっと強く。私のマンコをあなたのチンポでぐちゃぐちゃにして」と喘いだ。俺は彼女の尻を強く平手で叩きながら腰を激しく打ち付け、濡れた音と肌がぶつかる音を響かせた。律子さんはすぐにイキ、マンコが痙攣して愛液と一緒に俺のチンポを締め付け、太ももまでびしょびしょにした。 – at Yokohama City Kohoku Ward, Kanagawa
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My 17 year old son walked in on me cheating with my wife's friend in our marriage bed, but the thing that crushed me wasn't seeing him walk in on us. It was seeing what he did next.
It was Saturday afternoon. My wife was out of town visiting her ill mother, and I thought the house would be empty. That was until I heard footsteps in the hallway.
Before I could do anything, the bedroom door opened wide.
There stood my son, holding his school bag. He looked at me, then at my wife's best friend, then at me again. We all stood there for a few moments without saying a word.
"Dad?" he whispered.
I had never heard my son speak so quietly.
"Son, please just give me a minute to explain."































