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Finding My Husband a Ladyboy Mistress

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Original title: 替老公找人妖二奶

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Finding My Husband a Ladyboy Mistress — a standout wild-fantasy pick from the Unified Media Library. Story notes: It all started because our Thai domestic helper urgently needed time off, and the household could not go without help (my husband would not let me take over the work). The substitute is named Ah Hua. Quite tall at 1.7 meters, decent-looking, yet something about them has always felt a little off……

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

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I recently had an experience I will never forget.

It started because our Thai maid was desperate for leave, and our household cannot do without help — my husband will not let me do the housework — so she had no choice but to find a sister to fill in for her.

The substitute was called Ah Hua. She was quite tall, about five foot seven, and her looks were passable, but something about her always felt a little off. I could not have said why. I told myself it did not matter. It was only two weeks.

Usually it is just the two of us and the maid at home, so I dress very casually, and I even walk around the house in sexy nightwear.

After Ah Hua arrived, my husband and I went on living as before, especially in bed. We tangled together almost every night.

A few days later, my husband had to leave town on business again.

The night before he left, we went at it all night long.

The next day I did not wake until afternoon. I went to the kitchen and told Ah Hua to make me something to eat.

To my surprise she said, "Ma'am, I thought you ate your fill last night. I didn't think you'd be hungry today!"

She meant last night's sex with my husband.

"And how would you know?"

I shot back, unwilling to be laughed at.

"Of course I know. You moan so hard it made me itch all over. I couldn't sleep the whole night."

That left me thoroughly embarrassed. I could only go to the dining room and wait for my food.

Soon Ah Hua brought it out. While I was eating, I noticed she was staring at me without blinking. Only then did it hit me that I was wearing nothing but a half-sheer nightgown, with nothing underneath.

"What's so good to look at?"

I snapped. I am very confident about my body — a tall, slender figure, firm 35-inch breasts, a full ass, a sweet face. Otherwise how would I have held on to a young, rich husband? Annoyed, I said, "You've got what I've got. What's there to stare at?"

In fact Ah Hua had a pair of 36s herself.

"Maybe not."

She left me with that baffling line and walked off.

Two days later I got up at noon and found Ah Hua gone. It was Sunday, and she had the day off.

Alone and bored, I went through the recent mail and discovered several porn discs my husband had ordered.

I picked one at random, put it in the player in the living room, and let it run. We usually watch in the bedroom. Since the whole house was empty, I decided to watch on the big television in the living room instead.

As scene after scene of sex appeared, I could not help thinking of making love with my husband. It had already been a few days, and my desire was stirred up.

One hand kept kneading my breasts. The other slipped under my gown and lightly teased my clit.

Just as I was lost in being alone, a pair of hands suddenly reached from behind and fondled both my breasts. I turned in shock — it was Ah Hua.

"Ma'am, you're too tempting. Let me take care of you!"

Ah Hua said it with a smile.

She did not wait for an answer. Both hands were already rubbing my breasts without stopping.

Given who we were, and what sense I still had, of course I refused and struggled.

She did not stop. She rubbed harder, concentrating on pinching and playing with my nipples.

Her touch was just right. It brought my heat rushing up, and my struggling slowly faded. She began kissing my neck and ears, and her hands pulled the straps of my nightgown down, baring both firm breasts.

After Ah Hua's caresses, my breathing grew heavier and heavier. My desire had reached a point where it could not be held back.

"The way you touch me feels so good. You've set me on fire. But I'm itching down there. I wish there were a cock to scratch it right now. Too bad you don't have one."

I could not believe I had said something so filthy.

Ah Hua heard me, smiled, and came around in front of me. She took my hand and slid it under her skirt. I jumped. There was something between her legs. When she lifted the hem, what appeared before my eyes was indeed a man's cock.

So Ah Hua had a woman's body and a penis — a ladyboy.

Then Ah Hua caught my hand and made me stroke her cock, and stripped off every piece of clothing she had on.

Under my stroking, that cock gradually grew thick.

Ah Hua pulled my head closer to it and wanted me to suck her. By then desire had filled me completely. Without hesitation I took the cock into my mouth and began to suck.

I am no stranger to giving head. I often do it for my husband. I slid my mouth back and forth along Ah Hua's cock, and now and then flicked my tongue over the head.

In no time the cock was hard as iron, a good six inches and more.

Ah Hua pulled me up and we kissed, locked together. The four soft breasts on our chests rubbed against each other — soft, and yet hard inside, because four stiff nipples sank into the flesh. The feeling was very particular. And down below, a hot, thick cock pressed against my sex. That feeling was new and thrilling.

Our hands stroked and teased each other's sexes. I was completely lost in the fire and could not pull myself out.

I actually took the initiative, kissing Ah Hua's nipples and squeezing her breasts.

And I moved gradually downward until I reached her cock, kissing every inch, then taking it into my mouth again, sucking and licking the head again and again.

My hands were not idle. I kept caressing her breasts and the place between her thighs.

After that service with my mouth and tongue, her cock was hard as an iron rod. She could not wait. She had me stand and brace myself on the back of the sofa, and from behind she slowly pushed the cock into my pussy. By then I was soaking down there, itching beyond bearing.

So when she entered me, it was as if I had been rescued at once. I was overjoyed.

She began thrusting hard. The pace grew faster and faster, and pleasure flooded my whole body. I had to moan out loud, or I could not let out the satisfaction inside me.

She bent over me and rubbed those two big breasts against my body, while her hands reached forward and kneaded my breasts hard.

The feeling was extraordinary. I had never experienced anything like it.

After a round of thrusting, she sat on the sofa, turned me around, and sat me down on her cock. I braced my hands behind me on the sofa and rode the cock myself, while her hands were freer to touch me anywhere, even to pinch and play with my nipples.

I rode hard. The rhythm grew faster and faster. Our moans rose and fell, playing a piece of sex together.

Ah Hua pulled me a little lower so she could suck my nipples. Her sucking made me even more excited.

Then I turned to face her. We held each other tight, kissing feverishly while our four breasts rubbed together, and down below we kept moving.

Then Ah Hua gripped both my breasts in her hands and kneaded them hard, her mouth never leaving those two erect nipples.

I felt so good I arched my waist so she could suck her fill.

I simply braced myself on her shoulders and ground my body hard, and the pleasure kept climbing.

Before long I reached my climax. After that I told my husband I wanted her even more as a second wife.

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