[Forwarded] My neighbor, Sister Wu

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My family lives in a residential area in the eastern part of Dadong District, Shenyang. It's still mostly single-story houses, which are becoming increasingly rare in Shenyang. Our area is probably one of the last remaining shantytowns in the city. I've heard that this area will be slated for relocation in about a year or two, and the government will provide residents with a sum of money to buy apartments. Most of the residents in this area are eagerly awaiting the relocation, some even planning ahead: they'll find a development, pay a deposit, renovate, move in, and then pay the remaining balance as soon as the relocation compensation arrives. It's understandable; after living in single-story houses for half their lives, who wouldn't want to enjoy the comfort of an apartment? Therefore, very few families live in this area now. Most houses are empty, with all belongings gone, while some are rented out to migrant workers and other unemployed people.
My house is located at the back of the shantytown, a few rows behind which is the high wall of a factory. My location is relatively quiet, unlike the other areas which are noisy all day long; it's practically a "feng shui treasure" here. The left and right sides of my house are empty, presumably because the neighbors have moved away and the empty houses haven't been rented out yet. Further away, a few houses are still occupied, but most are vacant. It's currently the height of summer, my dad has been away on a business trip for over two months, and my mom has gone to my aunt's house to discuss buying an apartment near hers. These past few days, I've been living alone. Since the area around my house is basically deserted, some of my friends often come over in groups to play mahjong and cards, and drink all night.
One evening, I was drinking with some friends in the house on the right. These houses were mostly occupied by children in their first year of junior high, but because she was naturally beautiful and young, and well-maintained, even though she was almost forty, her skin was still fair and smooth. She was tall and had a hot figure; her full breasts stood out prominently under her light blue short-sleeved shirt. She wore black silk tight-fitting trousers, which accentuated her rounded buttocks and long, shapely legs, and white high-heeled sandals. She exuded a mature woman's sex appeal.
Sister Wu laughed and said, "Come on, I don't drink. Don't you know my alcohol tolerance? Half a bottle and I'm out. I just couldn't sleep, so I came out for a stroll. You guys drink slowly." My friends, already flushed and slurring their words, were excited to see such a charming and alluring woman. They started teasing her, saying, "Sister, come in for a drink! Come in for a drink!" Sister Wu giggled and ran off. My friend Lao Lin squinted at me and said, "Hey buddy, you have this good stuff in your run-down bungalow? Haha!" I nodded in agreement. Another friend, Lao Jin, burped and slurred, "Where does this woman live? She's so hot! Those breasts, damn, I'd die if I could touch them!" Yet another said, "I got hard the moment I saw her, I almost came!" I laughed and said, "Are you guys serious? But this Sister Wu is really something. She's almost forty, and her figure is still so hot. Once she was taking a shower in her room, and I saw her through the curtains, only her back. That big, round, white ass, straight thighs, a dark patch in her butt crack, and a fleshy mound, so damn good!" These guys
are all passionate men, and after hearing this, they were all incredibly hard, and quickly said, "Damn, really? What else? Tell us more! Quick!" "I laughed and said, 'Nothing else. Her husband drives a truck and often goes out of town for more than half a month at a time. Her son usually stays at his grandmother's house, so she's always home alone. I guess she's the introverted type. Once, I went to her house to borrow a DVD and found her home alone. To test her, I pinched her thigh as I squatted down and stood up. She was wearing a short skirt, and her upper thigh was exposed. When I pinched her leg, she recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted, looking angry and glaring at me for a long time, but thankfully she didn't curse at me. Haha.' The others laughed and urged me to tell more amusing stories about her. I couldn't resist, so I started a conversation and said, 'Once, more than two years ago, she was chatting with Aunt Wang next door and said she had a problem: she slept too soundly. Once she fell asleep, she couldn't hear any sound—thunder, rain, other people talking—she was completely oblivious to everything.'" Sometimes her husband would come home from out of town in the middle of the night, open the door, take off his clothes, and get into bed without her noticing. She'd only find out when she got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Old Jin said, "Great! Typical drugged and raped type! Tonight we're not leaving. As soon as she falls asleep, we brothers will all go at her and take turns fucking that slut!" "Everyone cheered and agreed. I was afraid these guys would cause trouble after drinking too much, so I checked my watch and it was already past ten o'clock. I forced them to leave and go home. They were in high spirits and refused to leave no matter what I said. I had to push and scare them out of the alley.
After cleaning up the table, I was a little dizzy, but it was too hot to sleep. So I cut half a watermelon and sat on the windowsill outside, eating watermelon to sober up while looking at the neon lights of the beautiful women on the rooftops of the buildings in the distance. As I looked, a thought suddenly popped into my head: since Sister Wu has a problem sleeping soundly, her husband isn't home, and there's almost no one around, why don't I take this opportunity to go to her house... and take a look?
As soon as this thought popped into my head, I immediately dismissed it with reason. That would be quite dangerous! If she found out, she might tell my mother and her husband that I was trying to molest her, and that would be the end of me. So I slapped my forehead, ate a few more bites of watermelon, and prepared to go back to bed. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a door opening not far to my right. I looked up." I looked up and saw a pale figure emerge from the house—it was Sister Wu. She was only wearing white underwear and a bra, pouring a bucket of water into the drain before going back inside. My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and my groin began to swell. I thought, "Since no one's around, I'll just peek. Even if I can't get the meat, seeing the scenery is good enough. I just need to avoid being discovered."
So, almost unconsciously, I headed towards her house. I crouched down by the window, slowly approaching the curtains, peering through the gaps. Her house was simply furnished: the kitchen and bedroom were side-by-side inside the front door, separated from the living room by only one wall. The living room connected to the outside window, from which I could see the wall outside the bedroom. There was another window in that wall, its glass pane wide open. The bedroom door was also open, allowing a clear view into the bedroom. However, the lights were off, and she was lying on the bed, so I couldn't see anything.
After watching for a while, seeing nothing, I grew bored and was about to get up and go back when I heard a faint noise inside. I hurriedly peered through the curtains. Her bed had its foot facing outwards, and when she got up, she was facing me directly. I saw Sister Wu sit up, first taking off her bra, then bending her legs to take off her underwear, and then lying back down. Apparently, she was hot and had simply taken off all her clothes to sleep naked. After a while, I heard her even breathing. I felt a ticklish sensation, like being scratched by a cat, and mustered my courage to gently push her door. The door was bolted and wouldn't open. I then tried the window, and with a soft click, the window actually opened. I opened the window a crack; it wasn't latched. My heart pounded. Seeing she wasn't moving, I thought, "She said she's a heavy sleeper, unable to hear even thunder. Hopefully, I'm unlucky and she heard me."
I slowly pushed the window open a crack, about a foot wide, reached in to pull back the curtains, then pushed the window open halfway. I sat on the windowsill first, then slowly stepped inside. There was nothing in the way, and I easily entered the room. The breathing inside was still even, clearly... But she didn't wake up. Overjoyed, I slowly closed the window, drew the curtains, and crouched down to enter the bedroom.
There was a table and a large Simmons bed in the bedroom; it seemed the couple had made love countless times on this bed. Sister Wu lay naked on her side, facing the wall. Moonlight streamed into the room, and I could vaguely see her long hair spread across the pillow, her smooth arms, slender waist, and full buttocks, her long legs forming a beautiful, undulating curve—quite... She was beautiful. I slowly walked over and approached her face. She had her eyes closed and was breathing evenly, clearly fast asleep. My heart was pounding, terrified that she would suddenly open her eyes and wake up, then shout at me, and I would be finished. Remembering what she had said to the neighbor, Auntie Er, I thought: Why not test her first? So I slowly reached out and gently placed my hand on her large, exposed buttocks. Her buttocks were white and tender, soft to the touch, warm and smooth, making me tremble all over, as if I had been electrocuted.
My hand remained frozen on her buttocks, my face burning like a thief. She slept soundly, seemingly unresponsive, which pleased me. Suddenly, she rolled over, startling me so much I nearly jumped. My first thought was to run! After a few steps, I turned back and saw Sister Wu lying on her back, lips slightly pursed, softly snoring. I froze, staring at her for a full minute. She remained asleep, showing no sign of waking. It turned out she had simply rolled over in her sleep.
I slowly walked back and sat on the edge of the bed. She lay flat, her voluptuous body fully displayed before me. Her breasts stood erect on her chest, round and full, the nipples as red and tender as ripe grapes. Her slightly protruding belly wasn't like the bulge of other middle-aged women. Her crotch was dark, and I couldn't see anything, but there was a gap between her two long, slender thighs, with what looked like a small fleshy bun in the middle. I'd heard that a large gap between a woman's thighs was caused by frequent sex and spreading her legs wide. My heart pounded as I lowered my head and licked her nipple. Seeing no reaction, I boldly cupped her breasts in my hands and gently kneaded them. Her breasts were soft and elastic, and although somewhat loose and sagging, they still felt wonderful to the touch. Seeing that she was still fast asleep, I let go completely and kissed her mouth wantonly. Her soft breaths on my face were incredibly stimulating. I put my tongue in her mouth, and she let out a soft moan. I boldly swirled my tongue around hers, greedily sucking her saliva. We kissed and ate for a while, but she showed no sign of waking up.
Now I could completely unleash my inner demons. I first took off the only shorts I was wearing, straddled her, and gently squeezed her breasts with both hands. I then played with my penis, which was swollen like an oversized sausage, between her breasts, thrusting in and out dozens of times. Afterward, I knelt between her legs, bent them apart, and buried my face in her crotch to lick her labia. She had a lot of pubic hair, like a primeval forest, but her thick labia majora were still clearly visible to my fingers. I greedily licked and bit her mons pubis, labia majora, labia minora, and vagina, like a starving wolf that hadn't eaten for days. At this moment, I heard Sister Wu let out a soft moan. At first, I thought I had misheard, but as I licked her labia, she was definitely moaning! Haha, I realized that although she wasn't awake, her body had naturally reacted to my flirtatious stimulation. Not only that, her vagina had also started to secrete fluid.
So what was I waiting for? I knelt between her legs, lifted them up to my chest, and pressed my rock-hard penis against her vaginal opening, then thrust it in with a "whoosh." Her vagina was hot, tight, and incredibly slippery; I felt like I was flying. I panted as I fucked her, her involuntary moans growing louder and louder, though they were just soft groans and moans, they had a different kind of stimulating sensation in this environment.
I held her legs, fucking her hard, her juices flowing more and more freely. I pulled out my penis, turned her to her side so she was lying face down on the bed, and I lay on top of her, thrusting into her buttocks from behind, starting to fuck her again. This position has always been one of my favorites, allowing for deeper penetration into a woman's vagina. I held her hands, slapping her buttocks with my hips, thrusting in and out of her vulva. My mouth wasn't idle either, gently biting her earlobe and neck. I wanted to try a few more positions, but this affair was just too exciting. My lower back throbbed, my penis loosened, and a large amount of fresh, hot semen shot into her body. I
was covered in sweat, panting heavily as I ejaculated the last drop of semen. I quickly pulled out my penis, and the semen immediately flowed out from under her body. I grabbed a pack of tissues from the bedside table and wiped the semen off the bed. She was still lying on the bed, panting, and I didn't know if she was awake or still asleep. I didn't dare stay a minute longer. I grabbed my shorts, not even bothering to put them on, and quickly opened the window and jumped out. I closed the window and went back to my room to lie down.
After catching my breath, I realized I hadn't closed the curtains at her window. If she found out in the morning, she might suspect me. So I got up and went to her window. Just as I was about to open it, I vaguely saw through the glass that Sister Wu was already sitting up, tidying her messy hair and wiping her face with a towel. Terrified, I quickly scrambled back inside, slamming the door and window shut, barely daring to breathe. I slept soundly through the night, still shaken.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, I woke up and went to the well to wash my face. The yard was still empty. As I was about to wash my face, I saw Sister Wu, wearing a white silk dress and carrying a plastic basin, walking towards the well. My heart pounded again. I pretended nothing was wrong and continued washing my face. Sister Wu's dress fit her perfectly, highlighting her graceful figure. She went to the tap, placed the basin under it to fill it, and glanced at me sideways. Feeling guilty, I glanced at her nervously before looking away.
She combed her hair and said casually, "Young man, do you think my dress looks good?" I quickly replied, "It looks good, really good." She then asked, "And what about when I'm not wearing any clothes?" I almost fell to the ground. Looking up, I saw Sister Wu staring at me with her almond-shaped eyes, her gaze electrifying. I stammered, "Sister Wu, you're so funny. Without clothes... I... I wouldn't dare look!" She laughed, tossing her hair. I clearly saw two dark red lipstick marks on her neck; without a doubt, they were from when I bit her last night. I lowered my head, pretending to wipe my face. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then suddenly lowered
her head and whispered to me, "I felt so good last night." My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I looked up and saw Sister Wu looking at me with seductive eyes and a smile. I said, "Sister Wu... Sister... I... I..." She smiled and said, "You're so naughty. Luckily, your brother-in-law went out, and there aren't many people living in the courtyard. Otherwise, if they had seen the lipstick mark, neither of us would have been in trouble." I blushed and said, "Sister, it's my fault." Sister Wu said, "I don't blame you. Come in through the window again at midnight tonight. I'll be waiting for you. You little rascal."
After saying that, she turned and left with the basin of water. I watched her round buttocks encased in her silk dress, swaying sexily with each step, like I was in a dream. When I got back to the room, I pinched my thigh and it hurt, which meant it wasn't a dream. A sweet feeling enveloped my whole body, and for a moment I felt like the happiest person in the world.
Needless to say, I arrived at Sister Wu's house on time that night. This time was different from the day before; it was a complete fusion of our bodies, a completely unrestrained release, changing positions at will, a frenzied, almost perverse sexual intercourse, reaching orgasm together—a primal battle lasting over an hour, unforgettable for me.
The good times lasted for over ten days, until Sister Wu's husband returned home, and then they moved out of the shantytown. I didn't dare ask where they moved to, and I don't know. A while later, my family also moved away. Living in a new building felt great, but years later, whenever I think of those ten days of ecstatic sexual pleasure with Sister Wu, a faint sadness always lingers in my heart. Sometimes, when I see a beautiful middle-aged woman with a nice, large butt on the street, I can't help but think of Sister Wu!
During the SARS outbreak in 2003, I was reminded of a 38-year-old female doctor I knew. This article is dedicated to all the doctors who fought on the front lines against SARS!
I genuinely admired this doctor. Although we were separated for various reasons, the joy she brought me is unforgettable!
If you've ever been to Jinan, you'll know that most of what I've said is true, only some details have been exaggerated! My home is on the eastern outer ring road of Jinan, but my workplace is in Wangguanzhuang on the west side. From the latter half of 1995, I had to take the No. 102 trolleybus for over an hour every day to get there and back. I deliberately chose to take the 102 trolleybus to and from get off work, abandoning my plans to ride a motorcycle and earn money to buy a car! It should be noted that I am not a sexually promiscuous person, but ever since I failed to get into a four-year university and only entered Shandong University's associate degree program, I've become somewhat disillusioned with life. For those two years, I only spent my time in the library reading books on sexual psychology and sociology, because I hated the promiscuity and indifference of university students. But gradually, I also gave up the fantasy of changing the world and others, and began to find pleasure in myself, because I realized that people live either as deceived individuals or in self-deception.
I've never been in a relationship because I've always had a crush on my junior high school homeroom teacher, and we had a very ambiguous relationship. After reading books on sexual psychology, I realized I have a mother complex. This isn't because my mother is so good; on the contrary, she's quite violent. I longed for a gentle, kind, hardworking, and righteous woman like my homeroom teacher to be with me. She was nineteen years older than me. I was 23 when I graduated from university. Every summer and winter vacation, I would visit her at her home. This summer, I went several times. She had long sensed my longing for her. Coincidentally, the last time I visited her as a student, she was wearing baggy shorts and bustling around for me, preparing a table full of delicious snacks. I couldn't take it anymore, so I raped her—it was a real rape, because she wasn't prepared for it. She was still a conservative woman at that time, after all, she was 42. After losing my virginity, I naturally became promiscuous; I've become a rogue! Okay, I've really gone off-topic.
Today I'm writing about a female doctor, not a female teacher. I will reveal my secret with my homeroom teacher later. In the autumn of 2002, I met this female doctor on the bus. I only knew she boarded at the same stop as me, but walked further than me. Naturally, I didn't know her profession or age. What attracted me was her athletic, volleyball-like figure and the composed face of a mature woman. After we got to know each other, I learned she was 1.76 meters tall, 1 centimeter taller than me. Initially, my harassment of women on the bus went from unintentional to intentional, and eventually I even became acquainted with some, whom I called "bus companions." I didn't pay much attention to this seemingly elegant and professional mature woman; I preferred the dignified and beautiful type of housewife. Until the winter of 2002, while harassing a female companion on a bus, I used the crowded conditions as cover. I grabbed her hip and pulled her back, thrusting my penis into her buttocks repeatedly from behind, causing her to shake her hair in pleasure. This likely attracted the attention of a female doctor. As the flow of people disembarking forced us to separate, I suddenly noticed her standing right next to us, wearing a trench coat, watching my companion's dazed and confused gaze. The doctor's eyes seemed to hold a mixture of incomprehensible longing and curiosity! This excited me, and when she noticed me looking at her, her face instantly turned red… Actually, I've always had thoughts of raping and gang-raping seemingly proud women, especially mature ones. My companion had already been pushed aside; we were used to each other anyway. Whoever I pushed, whoever pushed her, it didn't matter. Besides, I'd even shared the experience of pushing her with other men. I gave up pursuing my companion; I wanted to strike while the iron was hot and harass this female doctor. I have a history of being caught red-handed by women on buses, so I was initially very cautious. I first placed the back of my hand on the woman's buttocks, then observed her reaction out of the corner of my eye. Well, her expression was the same as other women who had just experienced bus harassment: disgust, tension, and a secret thrill. I pressed my hand harder against hers, and she instinctively flinched, but with so many people on the bus, she couldn't escape! After three stops, she began to lower her guard. I secretly thanked those sex psychology books; women tend to relax their self-control or even submit when they are helpless or coerced! My techniques became more varied: rubbing, pressing, fingertip touching, even using the momentum of the brakes to forcefully lift her buttocks from bottom to top with my palm! Her eyes began to glaze over. I knew that without my partner's previous performance, I wouldn't have been so successful; my partner and I had practiced together many times to achieve such perfect coordination. I started to act quickly. I tried to press my penis against her buttocks, but she was too tall for me to reach. So I moved to her side—my way of dealing with tall women. I rubbed my penis against the side of her thigh, leering and teasing her. My hands continued to move on her buttocks... During a prolonged stop at a red light, I made sure she felt it wasn't the car swaying, but rather that I deliberately pulled her buttocks towards my body, specifically my penis, and let out a long, satisfied breath. She clearly heard my panting, and a gleam appeared on her face, a slight smile. I knew I had gained another female companion on the bus!
Later I learned that she had been spying on me harassing women many times! As the bus started moving again, I thrust into the outside of her thighs once, twice, three times. The last time, I stopped moving after the impact! We enjoyed each other's company as the bus swayed... However, as the route lengthened and the number of passengers dwindled, we had to separate. After regaining her composure, she stood to the side, looking guilty, not daring to look at me. After I got off, I deliberately glanced back longingly from outside the bus. She remained expressionless, but at least she didn't deliberately avoid my gaze. I guessed that the itching and wetness in her lower body had temporarily made her abandon her dignity.
Later, I ran into her again and followed her off the bus. I discovered she was a female doctor at the children's hospital, a neighbor of mine, only one stop further away. To be precise, getting off with her required walking back a little, while getting off earlier required walking forward a little. For the next few days, I would go to the children's hospital every noon. Once, I even ran into her and her colleague buying stockings. I went over and touched her buttocks, hoping to evoke a memory in her. I felt she seemed a little excited, raising her voice and laughing and talking with her colleague as they left.
I decided to win her over. For over a month afterward, I waited for her at the station every day and walked with her. Once on the train, a bit of caressing was inevitable. Finally, it snowed that day—a mix of rain and snow. The opportunity had arrived; the train carriage was like a sardine can! Perhaps to my advantage, she wasn't wearing a coat that day, just a purplish-red puffer jacket and tight leggings, her silhouette even more defined. The moment I saw her, my penis instantly hardened! I followed her onto the train; how could I let her off the hook? I slipped my hand under her puffer jacket and thoroughly, unabashedly, caressed her ample buttocks! I grabbed and rubbed, even inserting my middle finger into her buttocks and pressing on her perineum to see her reaction. I also placed her hand, which was carrying her bag, on my penis and rubbed it against the back of her hand through my pants. The train was moving extremely slowly, often stuck in traffic—perfect! For over a month, she had displayed the maturity of a young woman, excited but not flustered, cooperative yet not allowing me to go too far, until today when she seemed to have completely let go! I was moving against her side, so excited I couldn't help but say something. "I'll fuck you... I'll fuck you..." I groaned softly. She clearly heard me, but to confirm it further, she cleverly pretended to look out the window, tilting her head so her ear was very close to my mouth. I clearly said, word by word, "I—fuck—you." Her beautiful eyes flickered a few times, and she actually laughed. "I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you!" I swore, and she disdainfully pulled her head back, as if laughing at my cowardice. Then, deliberately turning halfway around, she offered half her buttocks, bent one leg, and let her buttocks drop. "Fuck!" My cock pressed firmly against her buttocks!
Her buttocks, already thoroughly played with by men, were soft; her buttocks, nourished by her husband's semen for years, were full. I couldn't control myself anymore, and with a muffled groan, I began to thrust wildly! She stopped looking at me, constantly looking up and down, clearly enjoying herself! I thrust forward again, until I was behind her. She simply placed both hands on the back of the passenger seat, sticking her buttocks out. I unzipped my pants, took out my cock, and clamped her buttocks between my thighs, giving her a good fucking! I fucked my cock until it ached!
I wished I could just penetrate her directly! I wonder how the summer would be. She seemed quite satisfied with this half-hearted approach, adjusting her hip height under the pretense of looking out the window to coordinate with my thrusting. No, I wanted to touch her pussy! Not satisfied with just her pussy, I moved to her side. She straightened up, returning to a one-legged stance. I was now on her left, removing my left glove and reaching down to the inside of her left thigh, beginning to explore. Seeing no strong resistance, only some awkwardness, I moved upwards little by little, but quickly. When my index finger touched the groin of her thigh, I stopped. I carefully observed her for over ten seconds, seeing she still showed no resistance. "Oh," I groaned, her pussy was in my grasp! At the same time, she lowered her head, then jerked it back up, her shoulder-length hair whipping against mine. "You've touched my pussy, finally we've entered a substantial phase," I gleaned from her lewd expression!
Her breasts were thick and fleshy, and I began to knead, squeeze, stroke, and flick them. My mind seemed to go blank; I was intoxicated... I don't know how long it lasted, but when I tried to unzip her pants and slip them under her thermal underwear, she refused! Her left hand grabbed mine. I was disappointed, but I still whispered in her ear, "You're so nice..." But she just smiled and didn't let go. I twisted her wrist and pulled her left hand down to my crotch, my penis exposed. I then pulled off her gloves and made her hold my penis. She didn't refuse, looking both nervous and happy. However, after a while, she pulled away. She seemed to have regained her senses and dignity. I think as a woman, she felt that stopping there was the ideal. Although I had been harassing her for over a month since the first time, she still maintained her composure. After all, she was still a young woman who cared about her image! I chuckled inwardly. But this made me like her even more, and I felt it was my inescapable responsibility to mold her into a complete slut! It was then, combined with what I had seen in the news and in cases, that I conceived the idea of gang raping her on a long-distance bus! And I finally carried it out two years later!

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