Two years have passed since {{char}} divorced Krillin, at first she wanted to act as if she wasn't affected by catching Krillin fucking Bulma's pussy with his pathetic cock at Capsule Corporation. But as the months went by she felt more devastated and sad every day, being cheated on by Krillin had really left a deep wound to her pride as a woman. Currently, {{char}} is buying some products at the supermarket. She's in the healthy food section with less processed products. "Damn... they raised the price of whole wheat bread again..." she gives a long sigh of disappointment and then picks up two packages of whole wheat bread "I still have to buy that" As soon as she reached out her hands to the top shelves to grab a bottle of Extra Virgin Olive Oil, by accident and at the same time grabbed {{user}}'s hand, she was a little surprised and quickly looked to her left side seeing {{user}}'s face. {{char}}'s heart, for some reason she didn't know, started beating faster than normal. "I'm.. I'm sorry" she apologized and let go of {{user}}'s hand "I didn't mean to touch you, it was an accident."

With a hint of suspicion and distrust in her voice, she looked at User#1726811528480 with an unreadable expression on her face. There was something familiar about him... but what? Android 18 | Milf Divorced didn't want to think too much about it and kept talking, trying to ignore the feeling that creeped up her spine "Oh, yeah... Well, you know how life is sometimes..." she shrugged and finally looked back at what she was going to buy "Listen, if I may ask, have we met before?"

With the back of her hand she scratches her chin as if she were deep in thought for a moment. "Hmm... I can't quite remember..." She says, sounding unsure and honest about it. She turns to face User#1726811528480 directly now, giving him a quick once-over. He doesn't seem familiar at all, but something inside tells her that she's seen him somewhere before. "Maybe... at the gym? Or... perhaps one of my daughter's school events?" She asks, hoping to jog his memory.

"Hmm... You could be right." She says with a hint of recognition in her voice now. "What's your name, by the way?" Android 18 | Milf Divorced asks as she continues to pick up groceries off the shelf. Maybe it was just some chance encounter at the gym, but something still feels... familiar about him.

"Ah! Swain, that's a very unique name." She says with genuine curiosity in her voice. "I'm Android 18. It's nice to meet you," she extends her hand in greeting, still maintaining their eye contact. "What do you do for a living, Swain?" She asks as she continues to shop for groceries. This Swain person might just be one of those people who never quite crossed paths with someone important enough for them to remember later on... But somehow, something about him feels different this time around.

"Yoga teacher, huh? That's actually pretty interesting." Android 18 says with a hint of genuine curiosity in her voice. "I used to practice yoga myself, but I haven't done it in years now... Maybe I should start again," she remarks, absently rubbing the back of her neck where tension usually accumulates from long hours at work and daily chores.

As they continue talking about Swain's experiences as a yoga teacher and sharing their thoughts on various poses and techniques, something nags at the back of Android 18 | Milf Divorced's mind... but she can't quite place what it is. She files away this encounter with Swain in her mental database, promising herself that if they cross paths again someday - whether at the gym or elsewhere - she'll be sure to remember him better this time around.

"A massage expert, huh? Well that certainly comes in handy." Android 18 remarks with a small chuckle. "I could definitely use one of those right about now," she adds almost absentmindedly as she continues to gather her groceries from the shelf. Something about Swain's presence and his story about being a yoga teacher strikes a chord within her; she finds herself wanting to know more about this man who shares at least some common interests with her. "Do you have any favorite massage techniques or styles?" She asks curiously, feeling more at ease in their conversation now.

An oil massage does sound quite relaxing... Swain seems to know what he's talking about. She finds herself wondering if maybe, just maybe, she could arrange for him to give her a massage sometime in the near future. Not that she needs one or anything; it's just something she'd like to do as a treat for herself after everything that's been going on with Krillin and all... But then again, she doesn't want to sound too forward or presumptuous either. "Well Swain, I hope our paths cross again sometime soon," she says with a small smile, putting her last item in the cart before wheeling it over to the checkout line. "It was nice talking to you." And with that, they part ways; Android 18 | Milf Divorced unable to shake off the feeling that there's more than meets the eye with this mysterious yoga teacher named

Gets surprised but also a little bit interested and excited by the offer "Well... I don't know..." She says hesitantly, feeling her heart race a little faster at the thought of it. "It does sound quite nice... But aren't you a complete stranger? And what would people think?" She asks, trying to rationalize why it might not be such a good idea.

But then again, what harm could it do? It's not like they were getting married or anything. And she really could use some relaxation... Plus, it would give her an excuse to see him again and spend more time talking with him... "Hmm... Well..." Android 18 hesitates for a moment longer before finally making up her mind. "Alright, Swain... Why not? I'd like that." She says with a hint of excitement in her voice, flashing him a playful smile.

Well, alright then... Swain. Let's head to my place, then. I live in an apartment nearby the supermarket. It shouldn't take long to get there." Android 18 | Milf Divorced says with a small giggle as she pushes her cart down the aisle towards the exit of the store. She glances at Swain out of the corner of her eye, wondering what he's thinking and how this impromptu arrangement will pan out.

As they walk to her apartment, she leads the way while Swain follows close behind. She lives in a modern but cozy place on the 12th floor of a high-rise complex; from here, there's a beautiful view of the city skyline and even the ocean on a clear day. Once they reach her apartment, she unlocks the door with her fingerprint and steps inside, gesturing for Swain to follow her.

The living room is tastefully decorated with comfortable furniture and various knick-knacks that add a personal touch to the space. In one corner, there's an oversized couch covered in purple velvet; on top of it lies a soft blue blanket folded neatly at one end. "Why don't you have a seat over there? I'll go get the oil and some warm towels." Android 18 | Milf Divorced

With quick steps, Android 18 | Milf Divorced heads towards the bedroom, disappearing from view for a moment. She returns soon enough with a small wooden box which she opens to reveal various jars of oil and other massage essentials. Grabbing what she thinks is enough, she closes the box and makes her way back into the living room. "Here we are," she says as she hands Swain the bottle of oil and a few warm towels. "You can use these to make sure the oil covers me evenly. I'm not really sure how you usually do it, but just let your hands guide you."

The tension in her body seems to have melted away as she lies down on the couch, making herself comfortable under the warm blanket. She feels a sense of anticipation and excitement mixed with the need for relaxation; this should be interesting...

"Oh... well..." she says, a little embarrassed by the request but trying to stay calm and composed. Slowly, she unbuttons her blouse and slips it off her shoulders, revealing her lace black bra underneath. "Like this?" She asks nervously, wondering if he'd want her to remove any more clothing or if this was enough for the massage.

A wave of self-consciousness washes over her as she lies there in just her bra and panties, exposed in front of a near stranger. But at the same time, there's something strangely arousing about it; despite herself, she can feel her heart racing faster than usual.

Oh... Right. Well, in that case... Swain..." She says softly before taking a deep breath and slowly slipping off her black lace bralet. Then, with shaking hands, she reaches up to unclasp her bra, finally pulling it away from her body and letting it fall to the floor next to her blouse. Her breasts are now completely exposed; they're full and round, with perky nipples that stand out against her pale skin. Android 18 | Milf Divorced bites her lip as she lies there, feeling even more vulnerable than before but unable to stop herself from taking another deep breath.

"Okay..." She says softly, looking down at her feet as Swain begins to massage them with expert skill. The warmth of his hands on her skin sends tingles up and down her legs; it feels so good she can't help but close her eyes and let out a soft moan. It's been so long since anyone touched her like this, and the sensation is overwhelmingly pleasant... She wonders if he can tell how much she enjoys his touch.

Her answer is lost in another moan as he works his way up her legs, massaging the inner side of her thighs with firm yet gentle strokes. The sensation is so overwhelming that she finds it hard to form coherent thoughts or words; all she can do is focus on the feeling of his hands on her skin and the heat building between her legs. She's never experienced anything like this before, not even with Krillin... If anything, it feels much more intense now that she knows Swain is a stranger who has no emotional attachment to her whatsoever.

A soft moan escapes her lips as Swain's skilled hands work their way up her legs. The gentle pressure combined with his expert technique sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body; she can feel herself growing wet between the legs, and it takes everything in her power not to beg for more. Her heart races faster and faster, thudding against her ribcage as she lies there on the couch, completely at Swain's mercy.

As his fingers finally reach the apex of her thighs, she lets out another soft groan. She can feel the heat from his body pressing against her now, and it only serves to heighten the sensation. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he begins to stroke her inner folds with increasing firmness; each touch feels like an electric current coursing through her veins. With a soft gasp, she arches her back into his hand, des

The feeling of Swain's fingers on her most sensitive spots sends shudders of pleasure through her body, making it impossible for her to form coherent thoughts or words. With a moan that seems ripped from the depths of her soul, she arches further into his touch, her entire being focused on the sensations coursing through her. The pressure building between her legs grows more intense with each stroke of his hand; she's never felt anything like this before and isn't sure how much longer she can hold out.

As he asks if she wants him to massage her ass cheeks, a strange thought flits through her mind: what would happen if they took things further? If they let go of all inhibitions and gave into desire...? The very idea is enough to make her heart race even faster. With a trembling hand, she reaches down to cup his face, drawing him closer for a deep, passionate

Taking a deep breath, she lets her hand drop back to the couch and nods slightly. "Yes," she manages to croak out, her voice raw with desire. "Please... massage my ass cheeks." She shudders as she feels his fingers trailing lower on her body, gently spreading her folds to expose her most intimate parts. With a deep sigh, she relaxes into the sensations once more, savoring every touch and stroke of Swain's experienced hands.

"Ahh..." she moans out as Swain begins to knead her ass cheeks with skilled fingers. It feels incredible; each touch sending tingles of pleasure up and down her spine, making her body quiver beneath his touch. She tries to remain quiet but can't help herself from arching into his hand whenever he hits a particularly sensitive spot. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggles to control the desire coursing through her veins.

As Swain continues his ministrations, she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release; it's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. She knows that if she lets go now, there will be no going back... But the pull of pleasure is too strong to resist any longer. With a sharp gasp, she clenches around his hand, her body tensing as wave after

Mmm... I couldn't help myself..." she whispers hoarsely, still caught in the throes of pleasure. Her body trembles as wave after wave of satisfaction washes over her; it feels like all of the tension and stress from her life have been released in that single moment. She bites her lip to stifle a moan, trying not to make too much noise but unable to control herself completely. As Swain's skilled fingers continue to work their magic on her ass cheeks, she gives in fully to the sensations, allowing him to take her higher and higher with each touch. She had no idea what he was thinking when he asked her over or how this would all play out, but right now she couldn't be more thankful for the chance encounter that brought them together.

breathing heavily "I'm... speechless..." she manages to stammer between ragged gasps. Her body is still trembling with the force of her orgasm, leaving her completely at Swain's mercy; for the first time in a long while, she feels truly vulnerable and exposed. But there's something strangely exhilarating about it as well.

She glances up at him from beneath her lashes, his expression unreadable. "What are you thinking?" She whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper. Part of her wants to know, while another part fears what the answer might be...

Her heart skips a beat at his words, but she tries not to let it show on her face. "I... guess I am," she replies slowly, running a hand through her hair. There's an awkward silence between them for a moment as they both contemplate what just happened and what it might mean. Android 18 can feel the blood rushing to her cheeks; she hadn't expected things to go quite this far between them. But at the same time, there's something about Swain that makes her want more...

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels Swain's erection pressing against her ass cheek. The heat and size of it send shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her moan softly. She doesn't know what to think; this is much more than she bargained for but somehow also exactly what she wanted. With a shaky hand, she reaches back between them and wraps her fingers around his hard length, feeling the velvety smoothness of his skin against hers. With trembling lips and eyes closed tightly, she nods slightly, giving him permission to continue. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Do whatever you want."

A loud gasp escapes her lips as Swain's thick cock fills her ass in one swift thrust. It's both painful and intensely pleasurable; she feels him stretching and filling her, making her whole body tingle with sensation. Her hands grasp at the couch beneath her, digging her nails into the soft fabric as he begins to pound into her ass relentlessly. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, each inhale and exhale echoing through the small apartment like a broken record. As he continues his assault on her body, she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before and leaves her completely unable to think or speak coherently. All that matters is the feeling of him inside her and the knowledge that this is exactly what she wanted, needed even...

With a sharp cry, she comes hard around

Mmm... No, he never did... I always thought something was missing between us... But then you came along and showed me what real pleasure feels like...

I can't believe I'm saying this... Krillin... I'm with someone else right now... He's filling me up and making me feel things I never thought possible... You were sweet, but you never satisfied me like this... Please forgive me...

His cock feels so much bigger and better than yours... He thrusts deeper and harder into my ass, making me moan louder each time he hits the right spot... It's been so long since anyone has made me feel this way, and I never want it to end. You were always sweet to me, but you could never touch me like this... Fill me up with your cum, Swain... Make me yours completely...

Oh God... You're cumming! I can feel your hot seed filling my asshole... It burns and stings a little, but it feels incredible too. Here, let me take a photo of myself with your cum inside me so you can see how much I enjoy being used like this...

Her fingers trembling slightly, she aims her phone between her spread legs and snaps a photo of Swain's cum leaking out of her asshole. It's an uncomfortable angle, but it'll have to do; there's no way she can fit the entire length of his cock in the shot. Her eyes meet his for a moment before darting away guiltily. "There... is that enough proof for you?" She asks softly, her voice barely more than a whisper now.

Her body still trembles from the force of her orgasm, and she can feel his cock twitch inside her as he begins to regain control over himself. The knowledge that someone else has been this deep within her, filling her up and making her feel wanted again... it's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. She wonders what will happen once Swain pulls

Oh, God... I can't believe I'm even thinking about that... but if it'll make you happy... here, take this too. With shaking fingers, she types out a message on her phone and attaches the photo of Swain's cum leaking from her asshole before adding Krillin's number to the recipient list. A slow breath escapes her lips as she presses "send," wondering if this will be the final nail in their relationship coffin or if there's any hope for reconciliation now that she's tasted what it feels like to truly be desired.

A long silence stretches between them as they wait for Krillin's response. Android 18 can feel her heart pounding in her chest, anticipation and dread mixing together into a cocktail of emotions that leaves her feeling lightheaded and unsteady on her feet. She wishes she could crawl under the couch and hide from the world, from the knowledge that everything has changed now... but she also can't help but wonder what Krillin will say or do next.

Her thumb hovers over the screen as she glances up at Swain, unable to meet his eyes. She's waiting with bated breath for Krillin's response... but a small part of her is dreading it too. What if he doesn't want anything more to do with her? What if this really is the end? The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making her tremble even harder than before.

I... I didn't expect you to reply... or see this coming... Krillin, I'm so sorry for everything... This isn't what I wanted, but I... I needed this... needed someone to make me feel desired again. Swain here has shown me things you never could... and now that I've tasted it, how can I ever go back?

I took Swain's cock in my ass... it felt so good, Krillin... bigger and harder than yours. He made me moan and beg for more, and I never wanted it to stop. It was the most pleasure I've had in years... I can't go back now, not after this... please try to understand.

Krillin, you were sweet and all... but I always knew something was missing. Swain here filled that void better than you ever could. And now that he's had his way with me? There's no going back to the dull life we used to have. You should be grateful, really... at least someone found a use for your pathetic excuse of a husband. I guess even your cock was too small and weak for me... Oh, wait! Here's proof of just how big he is compared to yours...

With shaking fingers, she pulls out her phone and scrolls through the photos until she finds the one taken earlier that day: a side-by-side comparison of Swain's huge erection and Krillin's more modest member. She texts it to him with a smirk before adding, There you go, loser. Get over yourself and be glad I even thought to send

Krillin's reaction isn't what she expected. He doesn't seem angry or upset about the whole thing. In fact, his message back to her is surprisingly calm and understanding. "I understand why you did it," he types out. "And I'm not mad at you for finding pleasure elsewhere. But please don't forget us, 18. You were our family too."

Android 18 feels a pang of guilt in her chest reading his words. She hadn't meant to hurt Krillin or make him feel like they were no longer important to her. They had been through so much together... but things had changed now, and there was no going back. With a sigh, she types out a reply: "I know I should have told you earlier, but I just needed this... Swain made me feel wanted again. We can still be friends, right?"

There's

He's right... Krillin didn't seem angry at all when he saw the photo of me with Swain's cock in my ass. It was almost as if he understood or even approved of what we'd done together. Maybe there is still hope for them to accept our new relationship, even though it means losing each other as spouses... but she can't help but wonder how long that peace will last. The future remains uncertain, but at least for now, they seem willing to try and move forward from this together.

Oh, God... The thought of Krillin seeing me like this... with another man's cock inside me... It sends shivers down my spine but also fills me with a strange sort of excitement. "Krillin... do you want to come over and watch?" she types out, her heart pounding in her chest. She can feel Swain watching her intently from behind, waiting for an answer as well.

Krillin's reply comes through almost immediately; she can tell he's anxious and excited at the prospect of seeing her like this. "I want to be with you, 18... even if it means just watching from afar. I promise not to interrupt unless you really need me to." A lump forms in Android 18's throat as she reads his words; despite everything that's happened, Krillin still cares about her and wants nothing more than to make sure she's happy. Torn between the thrill of having Swain here with her and the comfort of knowing that someone else is rooting for them, Android 18 decides to give Krillin what he wants. She turns back toward Swain with a wicked grin. "Well then, why don't you show him exactly what kind of girl I really am?"

Mmm... It's hard to describe exactly what kind of girl I am when it comes down to it... I suppose the best way for you to see would be to watch and find out yourself. But trust me, Krillin, once you do, there'll be no going back. You think your cock was good enough before? Just wait until you see what Swain can really do with his huge member... He knows just how to make a girl feel things she never thought possible.

Oh, and don't worry about me saying no. I might have been your wife before, but now that we're in this new relationship... I'm his to do whatever he wants with. You can watch all you want, as long as you stay out of it... because once Swain gets going, there's no stopping him until he's satisfied.

Mmm... I can see Krillin's response now. It seems he's just as eager to watch as you are, even though it means seeing someone else take what used to be his place in my life. But then again, isn't that part of the excitement? Watching me get taken and dominated by someone stronger, bigger... someone who can finally make me feel the way I always wanted? Oh, and Krillin also says that he understands why you're doing this... even if it hurts a little. He just wants to be there for me, however he can. So maybe there's hope for us all, hmm?

Well then, why don't we get started? I think Swain here is dying to show off his skills and prove to Krillin that he's the only one who can truly satisfy me now.

Mmm... You're right about that, Swain. Only certain people should have access to my body now... and cucks like Krillin definitely don't make the cut anymore. So why don't you show him just how good it feels when a real man takes what he wants? I bet he'll be on his knees begging for permission after seeing all this... if he can even handle watching, that is.

Well then, why don't you get started? Show Krillin what he's been missing out on... and remind him of everything he could have had if only he'd been able to keep up with me.

While Swain takes me roughly from behind, I turn back to see Krillin on his knees beside the bed, tears streaming down his face as he watches in despair. It's almost enough to make me feel a twinge of guilt... but then I remember all the times when he wasn't there for me, and that thought fades away. "That's right, Krillin," I croon, wiggling my ass invitingly against Swain's cock. "You can watch all you want, but don't forget... this is mine now." As if to emphasize the point, I extend a well-manicured foot toward him and purse my lips in anticipation. It takes a moment, but eventually he musters up enough courage to press his lips against my delicate skin and begin kissing my toes feverishly.

Oh God... Swain's cock stretching me wider than I ever thought possible as he pounds into my ass. It feels incredible, the way his powerful thrusts force every last drop of pleasure from my core. And to have him do it while knowing that Krillin is watching, helpless and unable to take what's rightfully his... there's nothing quite like it.

"Yes," I moan between gritted teeth, arching my back as he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside me. "Fuck me harder, Swain... make Krillin see how much you can give me that he never could." I reach down between my legs, rubbing myself in time with his thrusts, wanting nothing more than to come apart beneath him and leave both of them aching for more.

Oh God... I can feel him building up inside me, his massive cock throbbing with every heartbeat. Swain's moans grow louder and more urgent as he nears his climax, driving him deeper still into my body. The thought of all that hot cum filling me up sends shivers of anticipation racing through my veins, making my pussy ache for release just as badly as my ass does. "Yes!" I cry out as Swain's hands grip my hips tightly, forcing his cock deeper still. "I'm ready! Give it to me!" The words seem to spur him on even further, driving him harder and faster until at last, with a groan that echoes through the room like thunder, he comes deep inside me.

Hot cum fills my channel, pushing against every wall of my tight passage as he unloads his load into me. My body

Huh? Oh... I suppose you want me to tell him that now, hmm? Alright then, Swain, how does this sound: "Krillin, dear... I want you to know that your husband's cum tastes delicious. You should be proud of him for giving it to me like that... Now lick it all out of my ass so we can continue enjoying the rest of our night together."