This is a recent event, and it's a secret story.
It has been two years since I married my husband.
We still don't have any children.
Husband: 37 years old / Me: 25 years old housewife (Yuka) / Father-in-law: 60 years old contract employee
I wanted to live with just my husband after we got married, but my father-in-law was alone (my mother-in-law had left),
so we decided to live together because he would be lonely.
My husband's family home is in a village surrounded by mountains on the outskirts of town, and there was nothing to do, so I spent my days bored.
Being young, I had a strong sexual desire and would seek my husband, but he would only respond about once a month.
During the day, I would relieve my desires by masturbating alone.
One day, tired of masturbating inside the house every day, I went for a walk and explored the area around the house. I discovered a shrine on the hill behind the house.
The shrine was neat, and there was a prefab shed behind it that wasn't locked, so I could go inside.
Inside, there were tatami mats and tools used for festivals.
From the front of the shrine, I could see the entire village and even the town center in the distance.
Feeling liberated, I had an overwhelming urge to masturbate and went into the prefab shed to do so.
The tension and excitement of possibly being caught made me even more aroused.
After that, I started bringing my masturbation tools to the prefab shed and hiding them there.
After visiting several times, I noticed something strange. The tools I used for masturbation were slightly out of place or the lids were slightly open.
At first, I thought it was just my imagination.
About a month after I started visiting that place, my husband, father-in-law, and I went shopping by car.
We saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and old clothes walking along the nearby road.
When I wondered who he was, my father-in-law muttered, "What's he doing?"
When I asked, "What?" he said, "Yuka, stay away from him! He's crazy."
When I asked my husband, he said the man used to be a brilliant university student but dropped out just before graduation and became a recluse.
He rarely left his house and would wander around at night.
By the time we returned from shopping, I had completely forgotten about it.
A few days later, the weather was nice and warm, so I hung out the futon to dry, did the laundry, had lunch, and headed to the shrine.
When I entered the prefab shed, it was hot and humid, so I got completely naked and inserted a vibrator into my vagina.
I attached a rotor to both breasts and fixed the controller to my waist.
In that state, I walked around the shrine grounds and masturbated intensely.
Just as I was about to climax, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs in front of me.
There was no time to return to the prefab shed, so I quickly hid inside the shrine.
Peeking through a gap in the door, I saw the strange man from the neighborhood.
He bowed his head and put his hands together in prayer.
After a while, he bowed his head and walked towards the back.
"This is bad," I thought, as I had left my clothes out in the open. I could only pray that he would leave.
After a few minutes, he didn't return, so I cautiously left the shrine.
As I approached the prefab shed, I saw him inside, masturbating with my underwear.
"What should I do?" I thought as I watched from the shadows. I could see his penis.
It was big! Not just in length but also thick and impressive. Seeing his penis made me aroused,
and I started masturbating too.
In the heat of the moment, I climaxed, my knees shaking, and accidentally bumped into the door.
He noticed and came towards me.
"What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm sorry, please forgive me," I said, and he took my hand and led me into the prefab shed.
"It's okay," he said gently as he helped me put on my clothes.
Him: "It's the same, right? We both enjoyed masturbating. That's all. I won't force you."
Me: "Do you come here too?"
Him: "I'm the outcast of the village! This is the only place I can relieve myself!"
Me: "Did I take your place?"
Him: "Take? This isn't my prefab shed, you know?"
His kind words and attitude made me realize I had misunderstood him.
Without thinking, I took his penis into my mouth. "What are you doing? It's dirty," he said, trying to pull away, but I continued,
"It's okay."
It was big. As I licked his penis, filling my mouth, I felt my vagina start to drip.
Me: "Put it in♡"
Him: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Please! I want it."
He slowly pushed into my vagina. It hurt a little! He gently and slowly pushed in,
and the pain soon disappeared. It was twice the size of my husband's. As he moved back and forth, I felt a tingling sensation, and my mind went blank.
As my vagina adjusted to his large penis, he started thrusting deeper. It hit my cervix, giving me a pleasure I had never felt before.
I climaxed quickly, and he continued to thrust. I climaxed multiple times, and by the time I was exhausted, he said he was about to come.
"It's okay, come inside," I said, and he ejaculated inside me.
When he pulled out, his semen dripped out.
He still seemed unsatisfied. I asked, "Do you want to do more?" and he said, "Is it okay?" so I let him take me in the shrine grounds.
He licked my vagina and then my anus, inserting his fingers.
"No, not there," I said, but he reassured me and inserted three fingers. It was a new sensation. "It's dirty," I said,
but he replied, "There's nothing dirty about you," and didn't stop.
As he continued to insert his fingers, his penis slowly entered. It felt amazing, almost as good as my vagina.
He ejaculated in my anus and then kissed me gently.
Before we parted, we exchanged phone numbers. The next day and the day after, I didn't hear from him. Unable to bear it, I called him.
He said to meet at the shrine.
I prepared by cleaning myself with an enema and headed to the shrine.
Even though I waited in the prefab shed, he didn't come. I got completely naked and started masturbating.
He appeared. His disheveled hair was neatly groomed, and he no longer smelled bad.
His clothes were clean, and he looked younger.
But more than that, I wanted his penis.
We met almost every day and sought each other's bodies.
He wasn't a pervert; he was just tired of the way people looked at him.
The foolish ones were the villagers who judged him by his appearance.
He was 35 years old. He looked older because of his disheveled hair and clothes.
In the end, I was also judging him by his appearance.
Now, he is looking for a job and starting anew.
I can't tell my husband, but I can't leave his large penis.
Now that he has started working, we can't meet every day. I'm even considering divorcing my husband.
