The lonely young woman upstairs

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My family lived on the third floor of an old apartment building. During the summer of my sophomore year of college, a young couple in their early thirties moved into the fourth floor. They had a young daughter, making it a family of three. I only saw the young husband for the first few days after he moved in, and then I didn't see him again. Every morning, I only saw the young wife taking their daughter to a nearby elementary school, and in the evening, she would pick her up from school.
Because I often bumped into the young wife in the stairwell, at first we would just nod and smile slightly, but gradually we started talking. Besides greetings, she would ask me about the neighborhood, and I would answer honestly. Later, she also asked me which school I attended, what my major was, and so on.
From our conversations, I learned that her husband was an electronics engineer who had recently been sent to work in mainland China. However, to make it easier for their daughter to attend school, they had specifically found a place to move here before going to the mainland, so he left a few days after we arrived.
This young lady's surname is Wu, and I call her Sister Wu. She's quite pretty, with short hair, dressed elegantly, and has the air of a scholar. She's tall and slender, but not very thin; she has a slightly plump beauty. She and her husband were childhood sweethearts, and then naturally fell in love and got married as they grew up.
She's a pure housewife. Every day, besides taking her youngest daughter to and from school and going to the market to buy groceries, she rarely leaves the house. I rarely see her go out. Occasionally, on weekends, I'll see her taking her youngest daughter for a walk in the park near my house. If I meet her in the park, I'll sit down and chat with her, and play with her youngest daughter.
One morning, as I was leaving, I bumped into her at the bottom of the stairs. She greeted me with a big smile and said, "Young man, my computer suddenly stopped working yesterday. You said you're studying computer science at school, could you please check it for me?"
I immediately replied, "Sure, but I have something urgent to run right now. I'll be right back and come to your house to find you." I tried to appear very sincere.
She said, "That's great, thank you so much! I'll be waiting for you at home."
About an hour later, I returned home and immediately went upstairs to her apartment and rang her doorbell. She opened the door, saw it was me, and warmly invited me in. It was my first time in her home, and the decor, like her, was elegant and simple. She led me into her study—wow! Her study was filled with books, mostly about history. I later learned that she majored in history in college, studied abroad after graduation, obtained a master's degree, returned to China, and stayed on to teach at a university. She became an associate professor at a young age, and only after getting married and having her youngest daughter did she resolutely resign from her teaching position to focus on raising her child at home.
After checking her computer, I found it was infected with a virus. I told her, "Sister Wu, your computer is infected. I'll reinstall the operating system for you, but it might take more than two hours."
She replied, "Then I'll have to trouble you. It's almost noon now, why don't you stay here for lunch? I'll just cook a couple of simple dishes, and we can make do with that. Later, I'll treat you to steak at the restaurant across the street."
Unable to refuse her kind offer, I agreed. While I was reinstalling the operating system, she started preparing the vegetables and cooking. From where I was sitting at the computer desk, I could see her working in the kitchen. I carefully observed Sister Wu while fixing the computer.
I had never admired her so closely before. Because of the summer heat, she was dressed simply and lightly at home. Perhaps because she often stayed indoors and rarely got any sun, I noticed her skin was incredibly fair. She wore a short skirt, revealing two very shapely and beautiful pink legs. Because the skirt was so short, whenever she bent over, I could see half of her snow-white buttocks and her panties. She wore a sleeveless sports top, and her breasts appeared very full. Perhaps because she wasn't wearing a bra, the two peanut-like nipples at the front of her breasts were very prominent. Her arms were free of excess fat, her armpits were clean and hairless, and her fingernails and toenails were neatly trimmed, clean and white. Her graceful movements and swaying figure captivated me, and I felt a strange reaction in my lower body. Occasionally,
she would turn around and see me looking at her, and she would blush and shyly lower her head. She looked like a young girl experiencing her first love, and the more I looked at her, the more I liked her.
"Little brother, dinner is ready," she called out, and before I knew it, the food had been served.
"Sister Wu, just two more minutes and the computer will be ready, please wait a bit." I quickly buried myself in my work.
"Young man, I really admire your serious attitude when you work," she said.
Finally, thanks to my efforts, her computer started running smoothly. We were finally done! I washed my hands and sat down at the dining table facing her to eat. She kept serving me food, taking meticulous care of me.
When she reached out to serve me food, I could see her two snow-white breasts through her collar and under her sleeves, swaying slightly. She seemed to notice and looked embarrassed.
"Young man, it's so good that you're so knowledgeable about computers and fixed it for me. You're a great benefactor. Thank you so much. You're welcome to come to my house often," she said gratefully.
"Sister Wu, if you need anything while your husband is away, just let me know. I'm happy to help."
I realized my phrasing was off after I said it, as it could easily be interpreted sexually, so I quickly clarified, "Don't misunderstand, I mean if there's anything you can't handle at home, like a clogged toilet, blocked pipes, or a light bulb, you can call me."
"You startled me! I thought you were trying to take advantage of me, but thank you for your kindness,"
she replied.
After dinner, she brought out some fruit, and we ate and chatted happily. Before we knew it, it was past two o'clock. I thought I should let her rest, so I prepared to leave. "Sister Wu, I'm going home. You're so beautiful; if you stay any longer, I'm a man, not a saint. I might commit a crime."
"Young man, am I that good-looking? Would I be worth committing a crime for? I don't believe it," she replied.
Seeing that I insisted on leaving, looking every bit the gentleman, she trusted and appreciated me even more. She said, "Okay, but don't forget, let's go out for steak together at 6:30 tonight."
At exactly 6:30, I arrived at her house and rang the doorbell. She and her youngest daughter were already waiting for me. After our brief afternoon together, we had plenty to talk about, so we thoroughly enjoyed our steak dinner. While crossing the street to avoid cars, I secretly put my right hand on her shoulder. I felt her tremble slightly, and I immediately pulled my hand back. That feeling alone made me quite content. A
few days later, one afternoon, she called me. She said her faucet was leaking and asked if I could fix it. What a coincidence! I hadn't seen her for days and was missing her, wanting to find a chance to see her.
When I arrived at her house, I checked the leaking faucet and found that the rubber gasket inside was old. I went to a nearby plumbing shop and bought a new one to replace it.
After replacing it, I was covered in sweat. She said, "Young man, you're all sweaty and your hands are dirty. Why don't you take a shower here? I'll go get a clean towel."
I immediately felt shy, but then I thought, I'm a guy, it doesn't matter. I took off my clothes right there, leaving only my underwear. I noticed that Sister Wu was watching me.
I said, "Sister, I'm sorry, could you leave for a moment? I'm going to take off my underwear." Sister Wu also became shy at this point. She hesitated for a moment and was about to leave the bathroom when a sudden idea struck me. Why not take this opportunity to have a shower together?
I immediately whispered to her, "Sister, can you shower here with me too?"
At this, she stopped, turned around, and seemed even more embarrassed. Her face turned red, and she lowered her head, hesitating for a long time.
"Sis, okay, come on, please, good sister." I urged her to agree.
"This isn't right. I'm a married woman. If people find out, I'll be too ashamed to face anyone," she said hesitantly.
"Please, sister, just this once, please, don't do it again, okay?" I said.
"Okay, okay," she seemed to reluctantly agree.
I immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Wow! This is amazing, am I dreaming?"
She said, "Little brother, you're full of tricks, but you really are the kind of boy I like from the bottom of my heart. I see you're always looking at me, do you like looking at my body?"
I quickly answered, "I like it, of course I like it." I was afraid she would change her mind.
I never dreamed that Sister Wu would genuinely like me. I was extremely excited. I quickly took off my underwear, and she turned her back to me, as if she wanted me to take off her clothes.
"Little brother, come here, could you help me unzip the back of my clothes?" she whispered to me with her back to me. Then she turned around, bent over, and lowered her head. At this moment, she had abandoned the typical female reserve and instead appeared poised and confident in front of me, letting me undress her and admire her. Although I was deeply infatuated with Sister Wu, I respected her greatly and dared not be presumptuous. When I had helped her undress down to her bra and panties, I dared not touch her any further.
"Little brother, you're not done yet. How are we going to wash like this? Unhook my bra, and take off my panties too,"
she reminded me. She thought to herself that I often leered at her and must be very curious about her body, wanting to see it all. Today, she might as well let me see it to my heart's content.
With a heart pounding with excitement, I reached out with trembling hands and slowly unhooked her bra. Suddenly, a breathtaking sight appeared: two full, round breasts, plump and high, topped with two delicate pink nipples, so alluring they made my mouth water. I then knelt down and removed her panties, instantly revealing her secret triangle. Her vulva was incredibly plump, covered with thick, glossy black pubic hair. Above that was a smooth, snow-white abdomen, a striking contrast between black and white, truly beautiful. Above that was a small, deep, clean, and white navel.
She faced me, her naked body leaving me utterly stunned. Her skin was like ice, flawless, translucent, and delicate. I never dreamed such a beautiful and captivating body existed in the world, so perfectly proportioned and curvaceous—a true work of art.
"Little brother, your eyes are too lewd. Staring at me like that, have you never seen a woman before? Come on, help me lather up and wash my back, but you can't do anything to me, okay?" she said with a shy smile.
I stared at her for a long time, unable to come back to my senses. I felt my penis suddenly swell up. I was so embarrassed that I deliberately turned to the side and covered it with my hand. She saw my embarrassment and laughed, saying, "Little brother, your thing down there is also very lewd."
Actually, she had a normal and law-abiding life. She had only ever seen one man, her husband, since she was a child. She had never seen another man's penis before. Today was quite an eye-opener for her. When she saw my thick, dark, and firm penis, she was truly shocked, but also incredibly shy.
I had her sit on the edge of the bathtub while I scrubbed her back, admiring the beautiful scenery. Her skin was so smooth and delicate, and her two large breasts, hanging high and impressively, were definitely D-cup. Her thick, downy pubic hair was also very attractive. While scrubbing her back, we were very close, and my erect penis inevitably touched her body, especially after applying soap; the slippery feeling was wonderful. After several intentional or unintentional touches, she laughed and said, "Little brother, it looks like you're eating..." "My tofu, is that it?"
Seeing that she didn't object, I boldly rubbed my entire pubic hair against her back, especially around my pubic area, which was covered in thick pubic hair. It felt like I was holding a long-bristled brush with a handle, soaked in soap, and scratching her body, making her feel very comfortable and stimulated. I even lifted her arms and placed them between my legs, constantly brushing back and forth. After brushing her back, I moved to her front. When I brushed her breasts and lower abdomen, she became even more sensitive and couldn't resist the tickling.
"Little brother, where did you learn this lewd trick?" she asked shyly.
"Sister, it's something that's circulated online, called taking a Thai bath. It's originally for girls to bathe boys, and the person being bathed feels very comfortable," I replied.
"Hmm, it really is very comfortable," she replied gratefully.
Afterwards, she soaped my entire body and scrubbed my back. When she was washing my pubic hair, she noticed it was still very hard and said, "This little thing is cute. It must be uncomfortable to keep it erect like this. I'll help it cool down and let it release its semen, then it will go down." "Little brother
, we'll just have some water for now. When we get back to the room, you have to massage me, okay?" She thought she had washed me enough.
Speaking of massage, it was something I couldn't ask for. I quickly rinsed myself off, and after drying us both, I helped her, both of us naked, back to the bedroom. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look directly at me, only daring to steal glances at my groin from the corner of her eye. Her heart was filled with boundless excitement, and so was mine. Although I was supporting her, her slender waist swayed gracefully, completely naked, and her appearance was truly captivating. My gaze was fixed on her two bouncing breasts, which dazzled me. They were so beautiful; this visual enjoyment excited me immensely.
After entering the room, she lay quietly on the bed, completely naked with her eyes closed, without a blanket, as if deliberately letting me feast my eyes and fulfill my long-cherished wish. I thought she was truly a natural beauty, a rare gem! At that moment, my mouth was watering and I was burning with desire. I couldn't control myself any longer, so I lowered my head, opened my mouth, and kissed her beautiful, small, cherry-like lips.
"Sister, you're so beautiful. I love you so much. I'm so aroused and can't control myself. Sister, I don't want a massage anymore. I want to commit a crime," I said to her.
"Hmm, I knew you'd commit a crime. You're not a saint," she said, opening her eyes and looking at me with deep affection. I felt like I had received her tacit approval and encouragement, so I kissed her again. This time, she responded with her tongue out. We began to embrace tightly, our bodies intertwined, our limbs entwined, and we engaged in a passionate French kiss.
"Sister, your tongue is so soft." I kept sucking on her tongue, then lightly licked her earlobe, even tickling inside her ear canal. Then, I couldn't wait to attack her two big breasts. First, I used the tip of my tongue to gently tease the two tender, red nipples, then pressed the surface of my tongue against the nipples and areolas in a circular motion. She couldn't bear it any longer, "Ah...ah..." she kept moaning softly. I gently grasped her breasts with both hands, continuing to rub and knead them. Soon, I reached out to explore her mother's mysterious vulva. I saw that her pubic hair was already overflowing with lustful fluid, a sticky mess, and her whole body was trembling and twisting violently.
After my efforts of tongue teasing, she gradually became unable to resist the tingling sensation, and she let go of all her shame. She began to open her legs as wide as possible, exposing her entire vulva and pubic hair, so that I could see and eat to my heart's content. I stared intently at her vulva, my eyes wide, and gazed at it for a long time. Her beautiful, open vulva was filled with vaginal fluid, and even the surrounding pubic hair was a clump of it. I stroked her pubic hair with one hand and pulled apart her labia with the other, staring at the pink fleshy opening as if carefully admiring a perfect work of art. Then I gently stroked the fleshy opening with my fingertips, dipped some of the vaginal fluid in my mouth, and tasted it. Facing this thick, dark forest, I was filled with curiosity and said, "Sister, the pubic hair on your vulva is so beautiful, and the fluid inside your opening is so sweet."
She laughed shyly and scolded me, "You little devil, I'll let you have your fill of looking, but you have to say it out loud. It's so embarrassing. Actually, I don't know why my pubic hair grows so thickly. I used to love swimming and I often had to trim it, otherwise it would show outside my swim trunks, which was very unsightly. My husband often laughed at me, saying I looked like Zhang's sister."
I buried my face in front of her vulva, touching, scratching, sucking, and biting. Her vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluids. At this point, I knew I could begin my assault. I lifted her legs high, hoisted them onto my shoulders, parted her pubic hair with one hand, and held my penis in the other, aiming it at her already wet opening before inserting it. I saw her brows furrow and she let out a soft "Ah!" as my thick penis was completely inside her, and I began to gently thrust in and out.
"Little brother, your thing is too thick and long. Be gentle, or it will hurt," she said.
"Sister, I know, I won't be too rough," I replied.
After only a short while of thrusting, her body began to writhe violently. Waves of tingling sensations washed over her, and she became increasingly wanton, panting heavily: "Little brother... harder... don't stop... I feel so good..."
After a round of intense thrusting, I said, "Sis, call me husband." She immediately responded obediently, "Husband... husband... fuck me... I feel so good... fuck me deeper... oh... harder... yes... yes... husband... fuck me... my lover... I'm going to die..." She began to speak incoherently, moaning and groaning. I was so excited because she really called me husband.
"Sis, get up and change positions. You lie on your stomach, and I'll fuck you from behind," I said.
"Husband, you have so many tricks up your sleeve. Okay, this kneeling position makes me look like a bitch, doesn't it?" she responded, her shame gone.
She rolled over and knelt on all fours, adopting a doggy-style position. Her smooth, white, plump buttocks were raised high, revealing her vulva, glistening with vaginal fluid, awaiting my penis's insertion from behind. Her posture was incredibly sexy and alluring, her expression one of utter lust and thirst. With my left hand, I parted her thick, wet pubic hair, and with my right hand, I guided my penis in with a soft "pop."
She knelt on the edge of the bed, facing a large mirror—usually used for dressing before going out. Now, admiring her own seductive and wanton appearance, she was extremely shocked and excited. Behind her stood a naked man, and I thrust forcefully into her vulva, creating a scene reminiscent of an obscene erotic painting. The more she looked, the more excited she became. "Husband…husband…come…fuck me…fuck me hard…don't stop…my side is so itchy…I'm dying…I feel so good…" Under my frenzied thrusting, she began to moan again, her vulgarities growing increasingly excited.
I would sometimes knead her breasts, sometimes slap her buttocks, but she still seemed unsatisfied, as if the impact wasn't strong enough to truly stimulate her. She would constantly twist her hips and turn her head back, urging me to enjoy a deeper and more intense thrusting. At this point, I understood her desire and increased the speed of my thrusting. Each thrust was extremely powerful, going all the way in. Her two smooth, white buttocks vibrated violently up and down, and her two large, round breasts, hanging in front of her chest, bounced and swayed intensely. "Husband...husband is so amazing...I love it...oh...oh...I feel so good...fuck me harder...don't stop...I'm going to die..." she moaned, overwhelmed by pleasure and itchiness.
After a series of rapid, intense thrusts, a tingling sensation ran through my glans; I knew I was about to ejaculate.
"Sis, I'm about to cum." Hearing this, she immediately turned to me and said, "Come on, cum in my mouth." She opened her mouth and took my glans in, sucking continuously until she swallowed all the thick semen I ejaculated. I felt incredibly good.
She stared at me intently, then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, letting me see the remaining white semen in her mouth. After swallowing the semen, she lowered her head again and used her tongue and lips to carefully lick my penis and testicles, even cleaning my anus thoroughly.
"Sis, does semen taste good? I heard that women who eat semen often have beauty and skin-nourishing effects." After ejaculating, I hugged her tightly, my hands still gently kneading her breasts, and asked her.
"Semen does taste a bit fishy, but it seems men like women to eat their semen. As for women eating semen for beauty and skin-nourishing effects, I don't believe it. That's a lie men make up to deceive women," she replied.
She said again, "Little brother, rest here for a while before you leave. I need to pick up my daughter from school later." But I said, "Sister, it's getting late, I have to go now. It wouldn't be good if your daughter saw me when she got back."
A week later, I started missing her again. I thought it would be more convenient if her daughter wasn't home during the day, so I made an excuse and called her to ask her about a historical problem. When I got to her house, we chatted idly for a while. After a while, she probably knew my real purpose. She said, "Little brother, did you want me to help you ejaculate today?"
"Yes, sister, how can you be so smart, so understanding, and so beautiful? You're my goddess."
I said flirtatiously.
"Come on, don't try to sweet-talk me. I know you don't have a girlfriend right now, so you had to come to me, right?" she said.
"No, sis, you're my girlfriend now. I swear, I really love you. I can swear!" I said.
"Okay, I was just teasing you. Go take a shower first, then come to my room," she said.
I was overjoyed; she finally agreed. I quickly took a shower, and without even putting my clothes back on, I ran into her bedroom. I found her already naked, lying quietly on the bed, waiting for me to enjoy her.
I couldn't wait to pounce on her, hugging her tightly and kissing her wildly, my hands groping and pinching her body.
"You little pervert, don't be so hasty. Trying to rape a woman? Let me tell you, you have to be gentle with women, it hurts," she said.
"Okay, okay, my dear sister, as long as you agree, I'll do whatever you say. Right now you want me to be gentle, but later you'll definitely tell me to be rougher," I said playfully. "Stop being cheeky
. If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute," she said, her eyes full of spring, infinitely shy.
She rolled over and made me lie down. She knelt beside me, leaned down, and took my erect penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it. It felt incredibly good. I watched her focused expression as she sucked; it was so cute.
Soon, she got up, spread her legs, and straddled my waist. Her knees were slightly bent, and she prepared to sit down, her vulva facing my penis. Before sitting down, she was afraid of hurting my penis, so she carefully parted her pubic hair with her delicate fingers, spread her two red labia, and exposed her vulva completely. Then she guided my penis with her hand, aligned it, and slowly sat down.
"Sister, this position is called Guanyin sitting on a lotus," I said.
"Little pervert, is it comfortable?" She seemed very excited at this point. When she noticed that my gaze was fixed on her two large breasts and dark pubic hair, she became uncomfortable.
"You little pervert, watch your eyes, they'll hurt! Staring at my body like that, do you think I'm that good-looking?" she said.
"Your breasts are the most beautiful, big and round, white and white, practically a work of art. Your pubic hair is thick and black, absolutely mesmerizing, the ultimate dream for every man. That wet, glistening hole makes you want to crawl inside all the time, never wanting to come out." I kept flattering her, making her very happy.
"You little pervert, this thing of yours inside me feels so good," she replied.
Her pink, tender hole gripped my erect penis, slowly moving it up and down, left and right. Her smooth, snow-white, plump buttocks moved up and down, left and right, faster and faster. She put her hands on her hips, her face flushed, her hair flying wildly, and her two large, snow-white breasts bouncing and shaking violently. I couldn't even grab them. At that moment, her expression was one of pure bliss, like she was in ecstasy.
"Sister, call your brother to fuck you." I teased her again. "Brother... dear brother... fuck me... fuck me quickly... fuck me hard... I love it when you fuck me, brother... ah... ah... I'm so happy..." She responded obediently, enjoying the intense, wild thrusting. "Brother... dear brother... fuck me to death... my side is so itchy... oh... oh... I feel so good... I'm going to die... the lotus position is so good..." Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned lewdly.
Before long, I started to feel like I couldn't hold on any longer. "Sister, hurry, I'm about to cum." I told her anxiously. I saw her tense up, and she immediately leaped into the air, quickly lowered her head, and tightly sucked on my glans, swallowing the thick, hot semen I ejaculated. My glans was extremely sensitive after ejaculation, and being sucked so tightly by her was incredibly pleasurable. Finally, she also cleaned the remaining semen from my testicles and buttocks.
"My dear sister, you always lick my butt with your tongue, aren't you scared?" I asked.
"Well, don't you guys all like it when girls do that?" she replied.
"Sister, thank you. Your husband must be so happy to have such a beautiful and understanding wife like you."
I said a little jealously.
"Hmm, little devil, it seems like you're jealous. Don't be like that. I'll keep an eye out for a good girl for you in the future, and I'll serve you wholeheartedly. I'm sure she'll make you feel amazing too." She said happily and shyly.
"Thank you. Sister, you're a golden branch and jade leaf, a reincarnation of Xi Shi, and you're also incredibly intelligent and understanding. If one day I can have a wife as good as you, I'll truly be blessed in my past life." I said happily.
"In a couple of days, I'll make you some chicken soup to nourish your body." After she said that, I gratefully hugged her and kissed her, and caressed her all over.
We embraced each other naked for a short while and fell asleep sweetly.
When I woke up and looked at the clock, it was almost three o'clock. Her youngest daughter would be getting out of school soon. As I got up, I saw her smooth, white body, her round, high breasts, and her dark, hairy vulva. My penis instantly became erect and restless again. At that moment, she noticed my lustful gaze, staring at her body, and knew I wanted it again.
"Little pervert, come on, but hurry up. Otherwise, I'll be late to pick up my daughter from school," she said understandingly. She walked over to me, squatted down, reached out and grasped my penis, sucking on it for a while. I felt extremely comfortable. She then knelt on the edge of the bed in a doggy-style position, raising her buttocks and exposing her vulva, waiting for my penetration.
I was sensible enough to know I couldn't linger, so a quick series of thrusts brought a tingling sensation that shot straight to my head. I knew I couldn't hold back my ejaculation any longer, so I quickly pulled out my penis, inserted it into her mouth, and ejaculated a thick, hot stream of semen. She obediently swallowed it. After we both quickly washed up, we dressed and left one after the other.
Another week passed quickly. One night, feeling utterly bored, I called her again, wanting to invite her for a night walk on Yangmingshan. She readily agreed, but said she had to wait until later, after her youngest daughter was asleep. So we didn't set off until after 11 p.m.
I rode my 125cc scooter, carrying her all the way up Yangde Avenue. Her arms were wrapped around my waist, her soft, full breasts pressed tightly against my back. I felt incredibly comfortable. I occasionally braked suddenly, and we pressed even closer. The scooter passed Chinese Culture University and Yangmingshan Front Mountain Park, finally arriving at a scenic spot near Zhuzihu. The view was excellent, offering a panoramic view of most of Taipei's nightscape. We embraced and nestled together, sitting quietly.
"Little brother, I have something to tell you, but don't be sad. My husband is going to pass away soon. We might not be able to see each other for a while," she said sadly.
"Sister, I knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. It's our fate, there's nothing we can do about it," I said lightly, but my heart was bleeding.
"Let's meet earlier in our next life, so we can be together and never be separated," she said.
We remained silent for a moment. I felt I shouldn't waste this beautiful moment, shouldn't waste any more time. I hugged her and began to kiss her. She responded passionately with her tongue. I slipped my right hand inside her collar, grasped her breast, and kneaded it. I flicked her nipples with my fingertips, and soon she began to pant heavily.
Seeing that no one was around, I helped her stand up and pulled down her pants and panties. I knelt down and sucked on her vulva. I found that her vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluid. After only two sucks, her body trembled, and her legs went weak, making it impossible for her to stand.
Seeing this, I helped her lean against the back of the chair. I quickly pulled out my already erect penis, lifted her right leg from behind, exposing her entire vulva, and inserted it.
"Ah!" She frowned and let out a soft cry. My penis was completely submerged, and I began to gently thrust in and out.
"Brother...brother...fuck me harder...oh...oh...I'm so happy...I want to enjoy the last bit of passion..." She was already aroused, especially in this desolate wilderness, where it was easy to feel lustful and her blood boiling.
After a series of powerful, frenzied thrusts, she was panting and moaning, and I felt like I was about to ejaculate.
"Sister, I'm about to cum," I whispered. She immediately turned around and squatted down, taking my trembling glans into her mouth and sucking it tightly until I ejaculated hot, thick semen. She swallowed it and even turned around to lick my wet buttocks, which made me feel extremely comfortable.
"Sister, you are so smart and understanding. You know what men like. It's such a blessing to be with you. Ah, we met too late." I flattered her with sweet words.
"Actually, these are all the things that men like. There's nothing special about them," she said.
"And some men like anal sex. Have you tried it, sister?" I asked, seizing the opportunity.
"I've never tried it before, and I'm afraid it will hurt my anus, but I'd like to try it if I have the chance," she said.
We hugged each other quietly for a while, and then she said, "It's too late, let's rest and go home." We got home at four in the morning.
Little did we know that this farewell would be our last, because two days later her husband returned to his home country and moved as well. Nobody knew where they moved to. I always thought she would leave me some message, but she didn't, leaving me only with sorrow and regret. Ten years have passed, and whenever I think of this relationship, it feels like a dream, a mixture of sweetness and bitterness.

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