Neighbor Sister

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I moved into this new place a year ago and met a neighbor, a woman who's older than me. Let me tell you about my experience: After living here for a while, I discovered that my next-door neighbor was a young and beautiful woman. Surprisingly, she was already married and had a daughter around four years old.
She was about 27, practically a young married woman, but I still preferred to call her "sister."
She was tall, about 1.72 meters (pretty tall, right?), with long, flowing, purplish-red hair. She had a voluptuous figure, and her long, firm legs were often clad in black stockings. I could imagine her tight, high-perched buttocks even through her pants, and her full breasts stood proudly erect.
I'd been observing her for a long time, usually just exchanging greetings, and I habitually called her "sister." Her husband was a wealthy man who drove to work and rarely came home; I guessed he was a boss.
Her daughter boarded at kindergarten and came home only on weekends, so she was mostly home alone during the week. She must have been quite lonely.
She was a perfect goddess in my heart, and I had always been looking for an opportunity to get closer to her… Every time “Sister” came home from work, I would listen carefully; the sound of her high heels on the stairs was so crisp and melodious. She usually wore work clothes, and her demeanor was elegant and charming.
She had a habit of leaving her shoes outside the door when she got home. My family lived on the top floor of the building, and there were only two households on each floor, so there was usually no interaction between us. “Sister” probably didn't want to bring dirt from outside into her home, so she left her shoes at the door.
Every time she came home, I would smell her shoes and lick the soles of her feet. It felt so good, with that unique scent of a mature woman. Sometimes she wore casual shoes, but I loved it when she wore boots or sneakers—thick shoes like those. They always smelled so strong when she took them off, sometimes even a little bit smelly, and that smell was what intoxicated me the most. The beautiful woman's shoes were so alluring, I was always tempted to see her naked, and to see her being fucked… A pair of shoes sparked the story… Normally, my “sister” was gentle and charming, and I always felt embarrassed talking to her, but her voice constantly tugged at my heartstrings… Finally, my chance came… One day, I was home alone. I went out to throw out the trash and came back to find the front door locked. I didn't have my key. It was a
hot day, and I was shirtless and wearing shorts, not knowing what to do. Going out like that was a bit indecent… Just as I was worrying, I heard my “sister” coming upstairs. I guessed she had just taken her daughter to kindergarten.
I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear into nowhere. What would I look like dressed like this if the woman I admired saw me? Since I was on the top floor, I was in a real dilemma... And then, "Sister" appeared in front of me... "What's wrong? Why are you standing at the door?" Sister asked with concern.
"Ah, I just went to take out the trash, and when I came back, the door was locked, so I couldn't get in," I said awkwardly.
"How about this, you come to my place first, and wait for my family to come back." And just like that, I seized an opportunity by chance—the beginning of my future life. There
were only the two of us in the room. At first, I was a little nervous, and then I was excited and agitated.
"Watch some TV, it's too hot, I'm going to take a shower to cool off." The TV was turned on.
I frantically searched for boring TV programs, but my eyes were fixed on the direction of the bathroom. My heart was surging. I thought to myself: This is a golden opportunity, I must seize it. Since there are only the two of us here, should I just go into the bathroom and seduce her? I was completely horny, my mind filled with lustful thoughts.
The hot water from the showerhead washed away the day's fatigue, and her fair, curvaceous body exuded an alluring fragrance. I fantasized that she was masturbating in the bathroom, her slender hands kneading her white breasts, her nipples hard and erect, her vaginal fluids mingling with the bathwater, and she was rubbing her tempting genitals with the showerhead... moaning softly... As I thought about it... my sister returned from her shower, her fragrance filling the air. So fragrant! She stood barefoot before me, wearing only a thin white silk garment, underneath which... She seemed to be wearing only her underwear, her rounded thighs almost entirely exposed, her plump breasts supporting the semi-transparent silk shirt. Steam was still rising from her body, and her face was flushed from the heat. Seeing this, my little brother quickly became erect. I couldn't resist; was this some kind of temptation?
"It's so hot, do you want to take a shower?" "Thanks, but no thanks," I said excitedly (that alluring look would excite anyone). After a brief chat, my sister took two bottles of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator and gave them to me.
"Then drink some water to cool down. This awful weather is unbearable. I'll drink with you." She poured me a glass.
Time passed quietly, and wicked thoughts occupied my mind. With the added effect of the beer, these thoughts grew stronger, but I still lacked the courage.
My sister's face was already slightly red. We chatted while watching TV.
Then, a scene of a man and a woman kissing appeared on the screen. I became restless and, fueled by alcohol, placed my hand on my sister's thigh and began to caress it. She was startled and asked what I was doing.
I didn't answer, but slowly slipped my hand inside her silk blouse, rubbing her vulva through her panties. She tried to push my hand away, but I persisted, pressing her down onto the bed and rapidly caressing her genitals. She tried to scream, but I silenced her with a kiss. Under the intense friction of my fingers, her panties quickly became soaked.
I slipped my tongue into her small mouth, licking her fragrant tongue.
She gradually stopped struggling, enjoying my tongue and occasionally letting out soft moans.
It seemed the alcohol had worked on her too. I ripped off her wet panties and teased her warm labia.
Sucking on her tongue, the feeling was indescribably wonderful. She kept feeding me her saliva, and our saliva mingled in each other's mouths, which we swallowed together.
Then came an even more wonderful moment… I unbuttoned her silk blouse, parting it to the sides, revealing two white and tender E-cup breasts before my eyes. The nipples were high and firm, with large, pink areolas typical of Western women, making my mouth water. Without hesitation, I bit down. I don't know if I used too much force, or if it was too sensitive, but she cried out, "Ah!"
"Did I bite you too hard? I'm sorry," I said mischievously.
"Yes, it tickles. Don't be so rough," she answered me for the first time, her face flushed.
So she was enjoying it. This little slut, always pretending to be so elegant, but in bed she's a vixen. I'll teach her a lesson.
I secretly thought about how to play with her later.
One of my hands was attacking her genitals, the other was kneading her breasts. Her nipples were erect, and I was vigorously licking the hard nipples, sucking them quickly and slowly. Somehow, milk started to flow out. At first, I was surprised; my four-year-old daughter should have stopped breastfeeding long ago.
"No! You're wasting milk! Don't squeeze! Ah...ah..." "How could it be wasting milk? I drank it all! It's really delicious! You're such a young mother, you have so much milk!" I never thought I'd still be able to drink breast milk at my age. Hehe, I'll savor it a little longer.
"Is it really that good? My husband doesn't like it." She asked shyly as she squeezed and drank. "It has a slightly astringent taste. Do you want to squeeze some out and try it?" "No, I won't drink it. It's too embarrassing." As I spoke, I moved my face down. She had neat, thick pubic hair, and below that was her sacred place, which was now wet as if it had just rained.
I teased her clitoris, parted her thick labia, and inserted one finger into the long-desired cave, slowly thrusting in and out. Her juices began to gush out again, and her moans grew louder. I then began to thrust in and out rapidly with two fingers, and her juices gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah...ah...um...slower...no...!" my sister cried out lewdly.
"Sister, you're so hypocritical. Your lower mouth is much more honest than yours. You're saying 'slower,' but you're getting happier and happier down there. Look, so much moisture, have you been dry for too long?" I pressed my lips to hers, licking away the overflowing juices from her little cunt, and gently touched the entrance with the tip of my tongue.
"It's so dirty, no...my husband never does this with me." "I don't mind, as long as you're happy. It's a shame you have a husband like that. I feel sorry for you." My sister's face turned red instantly: "No, don't say that..." "Okay, I've made you happy, now it's my turn to feel good." After saying that, I took off my shorts, and my penis, which had been restless for a while, stood up with a "whoosh."
"Wow, it's big. You're not that old, but this is really big, even bigger than my husband's." At this moment, my sister had already gotten off the bed and was kneeling on the ground waiting.
"Don't compare me to your husband. If you're going to compare, there are many more things that will surprise you. I'll show you one by one, okay?" My goddess was completely absorbed in sucking my big cock, her fair hands quickly stroking it, her tongue constantly swirling around my thick penis in her mouth, her mouth enveloping the glans, her tongue tip gently touching the urethral opening. It
felt so good. I never dreamed that my beautiful and mature neighbor would give me oral sex.
"Sister, your technique is so good, I can't hold on much longer, can I ejaculate now?" "So fast? Yours is big, but it's so weak, it's just for show." My sister's innocent joke was really cute, such a difference from that sly fox from before.
"It's my first time, and you're so skilled, sister. But you'll regret it if you mock me. Don't come crying to me later." "Where do you want me to cum, on your face or in your mouth?" I didn't hear wrong, did I? This elegant sister actually allowed me to cum in her mouth and on her face. She really is a bitch, but the surface of her pretense hasn't been torn off yet. I'm truly flattered. I
excitedly said, "Really? Can I cum in my mouth?" "Come on, I'm ready." After saying that, she took my penis in her mouth again. I held her head down and quickly thrust my penis in and out of her mouth. When it reached her throat, she was so upset that she started to cry. I didn't care about being gentle and thrust a few more times quickly. She couldn't take it and started to vomit. Seeing her pitiful appearance, I still felt sorry for her.
"Sister, this is your reward for mocking me earlier. Can you still hold on? You still have to help me cum." "You're so bad, daring to retaliate against me. See how I punish you." She grabbed my penis and sucked hard, this time even more skillfully than before. Finally, she couldn't take the blow and ejaculated all over her mouth, with some still hanging around her lips.
"Ah, so good, sister, you're amazing, I'm impressed~" The little bitch blinked, swallowed all the semen, and even licked the semen clean from her lips, saying, "So much liquid, it's so sticky. It's been a long time since you've ejaculated." I was a little embarrassed. "Sister, I never thought you would swallow it. From now on, I'll call you little bitch sister." "This is good for a woman's skin, so I have to swallow it. My husband says so too!" Her grinning appearance really gave her a slutty vibe.
"Hmm, your husband is right." A few minutes passed, and my little brother regained his strength, planning to go again.
As I spoke, I began to knead my sister's breasts, which were swollen with milk. Milk flowed out with each squeeze. I pressed her down on the bed and kissed her face and mouth. My sister smiled and responded in kind. We kissed passionately, and my hands once again reached for her thick, dark pubic hair.
"Want more? Aren't you tired, you little rascal? It tickles so much, hee hee~" Her lewd expression was clearly seducing me, yet she pretended to be innocent.
I pretended not to hear and slowly stroked her. The little bitch grew bolder and began to take the initiative, pushing my head towards her vulva and pressing it down hard. She clamped my head between her plump inner thighs, and my nose and mouth were pressed deeply against her warm, moist vulva. She held my head in her hands and rubbed her labia vigorously, her juices flowing from her vagina and washing my face.
I had never felt such warmth before. My hands reached under her buttocks and grasped her two plump, soft, and tender buttocks.
"Oh...uh...so good...ah...I've never felt so good before." She gasped heavily, howling shamelessly like a sexually frustrated mature woman.
"I can't take it anymore, come on...come in...satisfy me." "What do you mean by 'come on,' sister? Explain yourself, I don't understand." I deliberately teased her lust.
"I want your little brother inside me, make me feel better, fuck me to death, I don't care about anything anymore." Overwhelmed by lust, my sister had lost all sense of shame.
"I'm going to put it in, get ready, don't cry." I grabbed her ankles and pressed them against the sides of her head, her wanton vulva completely exposed to my eyes. My erect penis slammed into her wet cunt with a "thud," and she groaned like a bitch, gripping her feet tightly as she thrust downwards. My penis pounded into her beautiful cunt, the "plop plop" sounds filling the entire room. Her juices flowed more and more, soaking a large patch of the sheets.
"I'll fuck you to death, you slutty little bitch, I'll make you cry and beg for mercy." "Uh... um... fuck me to death, fuck me as much as you want, I'm a bitch, make me go crazy, um... ah..." She twisted her body desperately, her head shaking as well.
After fucking her in this position for a while, I pulled her over, made her legs clamp around my waist, her jade feet pressing against my buttocks, pressing down on me as I fucked her, taking the initiative, and thrusting in and out for quite a few rounds.
Seeing that slutty look, I wanted to play with her, so I stopped thrusting: "I'm tired, let's stop here for today, if you want to continue, you have to say nice things." "Brother, don't stop, I've never felt so good before, I've never known sex to be so comfortable, please, fuck me to death, my pussy is burning, it feels like hundreds of bugs are crawling on it, I need such a strong South Korean to poke it, it's so itchy, please continue, please, I'll do whatever you say, fuck me as much as you want..." the slutty sister pleaded.
I used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to have sex with her for a while, which made her even more aroused.
She begged me, "Faster, harder, stop teasing me, let me climax, please, good brother~" "Okay, but you have to do whatever I want, that's how I'll make you feel good." "Okay, whatever you want, I'm your slave, you can do whatever you want, hurry up and fuck me, I'm burning with desire." The 27-year-old wife had never felt that sex was so wonderful, her husband had never given her so much pleasure. That kind of man only cared about his own pleasure, and didn't care about the woman's feelings after he was satisfied. The wife found pleasure with a man other than her husband, and released her passion for the first time. Women who have given birth need sex the most, like a fire being doused with oil and turned into a raging fire.
The true self, usually suppressed within, burst forth for the first time. At this moment, a woman is at her most beautiful, free of all inhibitions, like a pure soul burning with fire. (Enough of that, let's get to the point.) I increased the speed of my thrusts, fucking her about two hundred times. Her juices gushed forth, and her breast milk overflowed excitedly. She squeezed her breasts hard, the milk spraying into the air like a fountain, landing on my back, scattering everywhere.
The bitch moaned, "I'm going to climax! Faster, shoot all you want! It's not my fertile period now, shoot inside me, let me feel a man..." A warm, white liquid erupted, her vagina overflowing with semen mixed with her juices, flowing out like a stream. I lay on top of my sister, panting, chest to chest, face to face, sweat mingling, the room filled with the mixed smells of sweat, semen, and her juices. My
sister and I were enjoying our intercourse immensely.
She gradually regained consciousness and licked my lips with her fragrant tongue.
"You're amazing, I felt so good just now, please guide me in the future." She still had that cute yet lewd expression.
I laughed and said, "There are still so many positions we haven't tried yet, each one is so amazing, do you want to try them?" "Of course I do, but not now, I'm too tired. I know you still have a lot of energy, so please spare me for now, okay?" We smiled at each other, and then I silently licked the sweat off her body.
We hugged and slept, and when we woke up it was already evening. My family should be home by then, so I was about to say goodbye. My sister said reluctantly, "Are you leaving already? Can you come over again tonight? I'm so lonely at home alone. My daughter just went to kindergarten today, and my husband isn't coming home tonight. I want you to keep me company, okay?" "I live next door, I can come whenever I want. If I come too often, my family will get suspicious. I'll find a chance to come see you. Don't forget you promised to do as I say, and I'll also teach you some other sex positions. I'm leaving now." That night, I made an excuse that I was having a get-together with my classmates and wouldn't be home all night, thus hiding it from my family.
I sneaked over to my neighbor's house for a tryst. I gently knocked on the door across the hall, and she smiled and pulled me inside. She was so beautiful, wearing a purplish-red tank top (as mentioned before, her hair was also purplish-red), and no bra. She wore greyish-white denim shorts, revealing her two fair and firm thighs, which made my heart itch; I couldn't wait to get into bed with her.
Once inside, we completely relaxed and spent the whole night cuddling together, flirting and teasing each other, just like a married couple.
Later, we went to the bathroom to shower together.
In the bathroom, we stripped completely naked. Her naked body would arouse countless men; her mature and voluptuous figure was incredibly feminine. Her firm, round breasts felt soft and elastic to the touch. As I kneaded her large breasts, milk still flowed out, making my mouth water. I suckled at her slightly sweet milk, a scene that would make many men envious.
As I showered her, I squeezed and kneaded her high, beautiful buttocks; they felt amazing. I rubbed her anus.
My sister's warm body trembled slightly every now and then.
She sat on the edge of the bathtub, and I knelt at her feet, bringing my face close to her dark pubic hair. She held my head, and I gently licked her vulva. Before I knew it, her juices were flowing again. This little slut was already aroused; did she want me to fuck her right now?
I stood up, my penis standing erect. My sister stared at my cock hungrily. I suddenly grabbed her two large breasts and clamped my penis between them.
"Give me a blowjob, sister," she said, rubbing and squeezing my penis while holding her large breasts.
"Does it feel good?" "It feels so good! I love your big breasts, sister!" Her breasts completely enveloped my penis. I gripped her breasts and started thrusting hard. My sister lowered her head and licked my glans. After a few thrusts, a stream of white fluid spurted from my glans, splashing all over her face, her pink neck, and her large breasts.
My sister wiped it all off with her hand and swallowed it.
We started taking a shower. My sister used her breasts to lather with soap and wash my body. My body felt numb and soft, it felt so good. She rubbed her pubic hair against my body and legs, making me feel like I was floating on air.
I never expected that my usually elegant and generous sister would be such a bitch when she got aroused. Her husband really doesn't know how to enjoy himself, giving himself to me for free.
I was secretly delighted.
After the shower, I carried my naked sister to her bed. The place where my husband and I used to make love was now my battlefield. I was ready to have a big fight. The bathroom was just foreplay; the real fun was yet to come.
I lay flat on the soft bed, and she was on top of me, her large breasts pressed against my chest. We started kissing passionately, I sucking on her tongue as she extended it, our mouths touching, our tongues intertwined, like two snakes entwined.
After a while, she stood up and suddenly squatted down on my face. This position was so lewd, a woman squatting on a man's face in a position as if defecating. I became more and more excited. What was this slut thinking, taking the initiative to use this position? Did she want to pee on my face? I thought to myself... "Can you lick me here? I've never felt this before. Will you help me achieve it? I have nothing to hide from you now. You can play with me as much as you want. I've fallen for you!" my sister said shyly.
I held her beautiful buttocks and brought her vulva close to my mouth, gently licking it. She quickly moaned with excitement. I sucked on her vulva, gently licked her clitoris, tenderly bit her labia, and stroked her pubic hair with my hand. In short, I played with her genitals in the most provocative way. She desperately rubbed her vulva against my lips, her vulva occasionally burying the tip of my nose. Her juices flowed into my mouth and down my face.
The movements became more and more intense. My sister got up, turned around, and sat directly on my face with her big buttocks, her vulva against my mouth, making it hard for me to breathe. (Does this woman like sitting on a man's face? This is a bit SM.) "Ugh... no, sister, are you trying to suffocate me? You need to let me catch my breath sometimes. Your big butt is sitting on my nose, it's making me so uncomfortable," I said with all my might.
"Good little brother, can you bear with it a little longer? I feel so good, ah... um... I like it like this, it gives me pleasure, satisfy me..." She moaned as she spoke, her anus rubbing against my nose. She started rubbing her vulva with her hand, her vaginal fluids flowing down my face. I opened my mouth and drank quite a bit; of course, it's the younger brother's turn to taste his sister's fluids, not to be wasted.
Finally, she was almost satisfied and bent down to play with my penis, her slender, tender hands manipulating it, taking it in and out of her mouth. Soon, my penis regained its former vigor.
After making her feel good for so long, now I could finally fuck her. She slowly sat on my penis, using the vaginal fluids, it was slippery and swallowed my penis in one go. I reached out and started rubbing her two papaya-like breasts, occasionally pinching her already erect nipples. My sister felt an electric shock-like pleasure.
She began to slowly thrust my penis in and out, gradually shifting her body to sit upright on it. We both quickly became excited. She half-squatted on the bed with her legs on either side of my body, my penis inside her vagina, continuing to thrust in and out rapidly. "Mmm...so good...ah..." she moaned again.
After thrusting like this for a while, I wanted to switch the initiative. I had her kneel on the bed, her back to me, and I started fucking her in a doggy-style position, my favorite position. Seeing the woman like a bitch, her hands on the bed, her buttocks raised, her anus and cunt exposed to me, I felt incredibly good. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis in, pressing down on her plump buttocks, my body moving in and out in that back-and-forth motion. My big penis quickly pounded into her gushing cunt, her moans mingling with her sweat, filling the air.
I bound her hands behind her back, one hand holding her arm and the other her head, pressing her down on the bed. I pressed my body against her sweaty back, changing from a doggy-style position to a rape position, making her completely at my mercy.
I thrust in and out in this position hundreds of times. When she climaxed, I ejaculated inside her. We were both exhausted. She lay flat on the bed, panting, while I lay on top of her, my penis, though softened, still inside her vagina, semen flowing from the gap between the shaft and the opening.
I licked her ears and her neck.
In this exhausted state, I held her and fell asleep.
As dawn broke, my sister asked me, "I have to work half the morning. Can you stay home and wait for me? Get some sleep and recharge. There's breakfast in the fridge; eat something if you're hungry. I'll come back home at noon to take care of you, okay?" I said sleepily, "Going to work so early and leaving me here? Fine, I don't need to go home. My family doesn't care about me anyway. I'll wait for you to come back at noon. But will your husband come home?" "Don't worry, he's very busy at work during the day. Even at night, he only comes home occasionally. My daughter is in kindergarten, so no one can bother us. You can sleep a little longer and wait for me to come home. I'm going to work." After saying that, she started putting on her bra, getting up, and getting dressed, and gave me a kiss in the process.
I drifted off to sleep again… After waking up, I leisurely spent the morning at my sister's house. Around 12:30, I heard the pleasant sound of high heels clicking, and then the door was unlocked.
"I'm back! Where are you? Come out and greet me! You missed me, didn't you?" My sister's cheerful voice came through the door.
I hid behind the door, secretly watching her. My sister, always elegant and dignified in her business attire, a typical mature professional woman, always struck me as incredibly lewd. I never imagined she would be so wanton when naked. Beneath her facade lay her true self; her seductive appearance at night was something even her husband probably hadn't seen.
I suddenly jumped out from behind the door, embracing my startled sister from behind. My chest pressed against her back, and my hands, through her clothes, began to knead her full breasts.
"You're so naughty! Hugging me so suddenly, in such a hurry! Let me change and take a shower first. It's so hot and humid outside; I'm all sweaty. Let me rest for a while," my sister pleaded.
I was now standing in front of her, and I noticed she looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was wearing a white women's blouse, the neckline quite low—perhaps because of the heat, or perhaps because of her large breasts—revealing her round, high breasts through the thin blouse. She wore short, light blue culottes, and her long, beautiful legs were encased in black, light-colored fishnet stockings. Her shoes, black high heels, were already outside the door.
She entered the room barefoot, and I followed, closing the door behind me.
My sister was sitting on the edge of the bed, sweating, preparing to undress. She had one leg crossed over the other knee, her foot raised high.
I knelt down and picked up her beautiful foot. "Sister, you look so beautiful today. I never imagined your little feet could be so exquisite. Let me lick them." Before she could answer, I grabbed her raised foot and pressed it against my face, inhaling deeply. Ah, so fragrant! A woman's unique foot scent combined with the smell of her freshly removed high heels.
(At the beginning of this story, I was only smelling her shoes, but now I can finally smell her beautiful feet.) I started licking the soles of her feet through her stockings, and biting her toes. The smoothness of the stockings made it feel great to lick.
My sister laughed and said, "It tickles! Don't lick like that. Besides, I haven't washed my feet. They're smelly and dirty." "It's okay. Didn't you say you'd do whatever I wanted? I like it this way. There's more to come. Let your little brother serve you well today. You're staying overnight, so I'll repay you now. I promise I'll make you feel amazing." With that, I started taking off her stockings, licking her thighs from top to bottom as I did so. The stockings were down to her ankles. I held one of her fleshy, smooth thighs in each hand and began to gently stroke them, occasionally pinching them. I stretched out my tongue and licked the inside of her thighs, my saliva covering her legs.
The inner thigh is one of the most sensitive areas for women, and my technique quickly brought her pleasure. She forgot she was sweating, lowered her head, and gazed at me tenderly, stroking my head with the gentle care of a mother caring for her child. This evokes maternal instincts in women, especially towards those younger than themselves.
Slowly, I began licking her calves. Her fair, smooth calves had no flabby muscles (some women develop firm calf muscles due to long-term leg exercises), and they felt smooth and elastic to the touch.
I simply pulled off her stockings completely, revealing her delicate, pink toes. They were so beautiful, with pink toenails, arched feet, and upturned toes. I pressed my lips to her toes, sucking on them. The lingering smell from her shoes, combined with the slightly sour scent from her sweat, created a subtle sensation that any man who has licked a woman's feet will understand.
A woman's feet are also a sensitive area. Men with a strong sense of male chauvinism won't enjoy this privilege, especially since women often crave a man's licking of their feet; it's a woman's last line of defense.
I've now breached that defense, licking the soles of her feet, sucking on her beautiful toes and moving them back and forth in my mouth. Her feet are covered in my saliva, dripping wetly.
After playing with her feet for a while, I started moving upwards.
"Sister, you're all sweaty. Take off your clothes, we're going to take a bath," I said.
"Okay, a bath is the best way to get clean. Do you want to bathe with me?" "I'll bathe you; you'll feel more comfortable. It's a promise, I'll serve you today." "Hehe, what a good boy!" My sister laughed happily.
As I admired her undressing, I thought about my next plan.
Soon, she removed her formal attire, took off her pink lace bra, and then her matching pink sexy thong.
Her large breasts sprang out of her bra, revealing her dark pubic hair. This was the wanton body beneath her facade of pretense; she truly was a seductive and alluring woman, her body fragrant and her figure the epitome of a slut.
She shook her long, flowing hair, about to get up to take a shower, when I grabbed her and buried my face in her cleavage, where sweat still glistened.
My sister was startled at first, saying, "Why are you doing this again? Didn't you tell me to take a shower?" "That's right, I'll help you shower, but with my mouth, with my tongue. Are you willing?" After saying that, I rubbed her sweaty breasts, licking away the sweat with my tongue. I grabbed her breasts, squeezing my face between them, rubbing my nose against the deep cleavage. Her heavy breasts seemed to be brimming with milk again.
"Sister, is there so much milk again today? Let me drink some to lighten your load," I said mischievously, then began to suckle at her breast, just like before.
"Oh, you've almost drained my milk! Why don't you just be my son? You love drinking my milk so much!" my sister said coquettishly, pulling me into her arms. My head rested on her soft, firm thighs, my mouth sucking on her erect nipple, one hand grasping her breast, which was larger than my palm.
The scene truly resembled a mother breastfeeding her baby.
"Okay, Mom, I won't call you sister anymore. You'll be my wet nurse from now on. I'll come here every day to get my nutrition. I know your breasts are always full of milk, and if you don't express it, it will overflow." "It's because my breasts are so well-developed that I can still produce milk at this age.
The title 'wet nurse' isn't very nice, but I've gained an obedient son. I just needed a son like you who would serve his mother so well." And so, this 27-year-old mature woman had a 22-year-old godson, and the title of "sister" changed to "mother."
After she finished drinking the milk, I began licking her entire body. Her body, which had almost dried from the sweat, started sweating again after my tongue teased her. Plus, the room wasn't air-conditioned yet, so the temperature was quite high.
I licked her soft, elastic belly, covering her navel with my mouth and licking it with the tip of my tongue.
I licked her sweaty armpits; she must shave frequently, as there were visible shaving marks (many women have very vigorous bodies and some armpit hair, which makes them look more sexy and mature, but some women find it unsightly and shave it often). I licked her until she cried out in ticklishness; it would be even better if she didn't shave.
After licking her front almost enough, I asked her to kneel on the bed, with her hands and knees pressing against the bed, and turn her buttocks towards me. Since
this part of her body hadn't been licked yet, I'd make an exception and treat her anus.
I held her buttocks and brought my face towards her anus. As my nose approached her anus, I smelled a faint odor.
"Ah, no, it's so dirty there. Let me shower first." She became a little flustered.
"Did you poop this morning? It smells." "Yes... so please don't lick it. I'll let you lick it as much as you want after I shower, okay?" She blushed shyly.
(As mentioned above, this lewd woman who was willing to sit on my face actually became shy about licking my anus, which was unexpected.) Without saying a word, I put my mouth to it. It did smell a bit bad. I remember regretting it a little at that moment. Since my lips were already on hers and she didn't resist, I continued the process, gently touching her anus with the
tip of my tongue. Every time I touched it, she felt a tingling sensation, and her body would tremble from time to time. After gently licking for a while, I used my hands to spread her buttocks apart, clamped my cheeks between them, and put my mouth on her anus, licking wildly, like a wild beast. Her body trembled violently, and her buttocks unconsciously twisted. She swayed her tender waist and rubbed her buttocks against my nose and mouth. Occasionally, I would press my mouth hard against her anus.
Although I couldn't see her face, I imagined she was gripping the sheets tightly, eyes closed, biting her lip, her face flushed, enduring and enjoying the sensation. I spat more saliva onto her anus, massaged her buttocks, and gently inserted my index finger into her tender chrysanthemum hole. Just as I entered the first joint, she cried out, "Ah...no...you can't do that there, it'll hurt! Please don't hurt me, okay? I'll let you play in the front, okay?" "I only inserted my finger a little bit and you're so scared. It's not like I'm going to insert it there. I promise it won't hurt. You said you'd agree to anything I asked, don't go back on your word, my dear sister...no, I should say my dear wet nurse." I said coquettishly.
"It should be 'Mom,' 'wet nurse' sounds too awful." "So you agree?" I continued to slowly insert my index finger.
Mom lowered her head, enduring the stretching of her anus, making groaning sounds.
I stuck my finger out of her anus, put it in my mouth, sucked on it, smeared some saliva on it, and slowly inserted it again. Gradually, her anus relaxed a little, and warm air spurted out. I pried open her anus and spat inside. The wet nurse's body trembled as if electrocuted.
Seeing that the time was right, I began to insert my right middle finger deeply inside, thrusting it in a few times. Taking advantage of the saliva's moisture, I moved my middle finger in and out, gradually increasing the speed. Her anus changed from being tightly closed to opening slightly, as if waiting for my larger insertion.
"Mom, is this the first time someone has poked your anus with a finger? How does it feel?" "Ugh...ugh...I've never done this before...it doesn't feel good at all...please...have mercy on me..." Her voice was somewhat disappointed.
"It's definitely uncomfortable now, because this is your first time. Didn't it hurt a lot the first time you had sex? I'll open up your back, and you'll find it even more pleasurable there than in the front." "Really? My back is very tight, and it's easy to get hurt. If you hurt me, it will hurt when I poop." "Trust me, you'll thank me soon enough. Don't forget I'm a good son who will serve you." Her anus was now slightly open. This time, I inserted two fingers, spat inside, and increased the speed of my thrusting. I stood up, pressed my left hand against her slender waist, and thrust my two fingers in forcefully. Soon, her anus became obedient and surrendered, opening wide enough to accommodate three fingers.
I quickly took off my underwear and climbed onto her back. She was still in the doggy-style kneeling position, the most suitable position for this bitch.
I rubbed my penis against her buttocks and thighs, and it quickly became hard. When it was hard enough to penetrate her anus, I straightened my penis, smeared some saliva on the glans, and then smeared some more on her anus.
Then, holding my large penis, I thrust it all the way into her wide-open anus.
"Ah...help...it hurts...it hurts...help me, I can't take it anymore, please have mercy..." She screamed in pain, then bent over, propping herself up on her elbows and pressing her face against the bed. Because of this position, her buttocks were raised even higher, and my penis remained inside her anus, motionless, to stretch her opening.
I also leaned over her back, reaching for her two large, drooping breasts. To reduce her pain, I began to knead her breasts and nipples, massaging her soft, large breasts. I slowly began to thrust my penis in and out, not moving too far, otherwise it would hurt her. I started by gently thrusting in and out of her anus.
Suddenly, Mom pulled one of my hands from her breasts to her genitals. This action indicated that the pain in her anus wasn't as intense as it had been at the beginning of penetration, and she needed to feel it again. I kept kneading her breasts with my left hand and rubbing her vulva with my right. Soon, she was wet with vaginal fluid. With the sensation in her genitals, the pain in her anus naturally lessened by half.
I could finally thrust in and out. Her anus was now fully open, and my penis moved freely in and out.
Her moans gradually turned into moans of pleasure.
I thrust hard into her anus, and with each thrust, her vagina released a lot of fluid. I inserted my fingers into her vagina while my penis penetrated her anus.
"How does it feel to have both holes penetrated at the same time? Does your anus still hurt? Are you enjoying it now?" "Uh... um... it's starting to feel good, keep going... let me orgasm..." she moaned.
I sped up my thrusting into her anus, no longer caring whether she was in pain or not. After this, she would naturally realize that anal sex would be indispensable in the future.
Her lower body was almost overflowing with fluid, which was already splashing everywhere as I played with her fingers.
After about a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her anus.
Exhausted, I lay down beside her. She was still lying face down on the bed, her eyes closed, savoring the passion of that moment. Her buttocks were raised high, her anus wide open, not contracting, white fluid flowing from her anus onto the bed. I wondered what it felt like for a woman's vagina to be filled with semen; it must be hot, scalding, and incredibly filling.
"Was it good?" I asked breathlessly.
"It felt so good, you naughty boy, making your mother like this… I'll punish you!" My sister (mother) was also panting, still with that seductive and adorable voice, a voice that would fascinate any man.
"You're so tired, how can you punish me? Didn't expect me to open the back door so quickly, did you?" "Honestly, you can play with my ass like this, I never thought so. I love you so much, you give me so much pleasure. I wish I'd met you sooner!" Mom said excitedly.
It was already afternoon, and we were both covered in sweat from working on an empty stomach for so long. I was sweating profusely, while she was drenched in fragrant woman's sweat.
So we took a shower together.
"Is it more comfortable to shower like this, or is it more comfortable for me to shower you with my mouth like before?" I asked.
"It's more comfortable when you lick me. I like the feeling of you licking me, it gives me a sense of conquest." (I didn't expect this woman to have fallen to such a low level; her language was becoming increasingly lewd and unbearable.) "How about licking my feet, and licking my anus?" I deliberately wanted her to say such lewd things, to completely tear off her mask and forever reduce her to a tool for my sexual gratification.
"It's wonderful, the itchy feeling, like being electrocuted all over. Good boy, you must spend more time with your mother from now on. I'm so lonely. I'll give you my milk every day so you can grow up quickly, and your little brother needs to grow up too. When no one's home, could you come and take care of me often? I really wish I were your wife." She sighed after saying that.
"Good wet nurse, I'll come and do it to you often. Don't be unable to take it, I'll suck all the milk out of your big breasts, and I'll make you go to heaven every time." "You naughty boy, don't call me wet nurse. I'm the mother who cherishes you the most, and I will love you with all my heart." She said, pretending to be angry.
When I got home, my mother gave me the set of underwear (bra, panties, stockings) that she had taken off at noon, which still had her body fragrance, as a souvenir.
From then on, I said goodbye to the masturbation life of a teenage boy with sexual desires and began mutual sexual release with the neighbor's mother... And so... the story is basically coming to an end. I actually turned a married woman into a lustful woman. I secretly admired myself.
Women also have desires to conquer and be conquered, especially white-collar workers like this. They suppress their inner desires and pretend to be pure, often with husbands who only care about their own pleasure and don't consider their wives' needs. They can't satisfy their wives sexually, and they are often lonely women, living alone most of the time in their three-person households. Many women live such tragic lives.
Men can go to prostitutes when they have sexual needs, but women, when sexually frustrated, must restrain themselves and suppress their desires, at most relying on masturbation for comfort. Therefore, the more they suppress their true nature, the stronger it becomes, and the higher their sexual hunger. Once it erupts, it's uncontrollable. They will abandon their previous hypocritical and elegant demeanor. Since their true nature is exposed, they will be thorough. Therefore, sexually frustrated women are much more terrifying than men.
Take this slut, for example. Maybe one day I'll get married, and no one will cheat on her anymore. Will she actively seek out new men, even having several men sleep with her at night? Such women become increasingly unrestrained, gradually turning into harlots, flaunting themselves in public.
This is just speculation and inference.
I'm 23 now, and this happened a year ago. I have a girlfriend now, but I'm still secretly seeing her. I don't know if her husband knows, and even if he does, he probably doesn't care. Rich men like that have plenty of women.
I'll leave this woman sooner or later. I cheat on her much less often now (I have to take care of my girlfriend too). I don't treat her with the same passion I had back then; instead, I just see her as a lowly bitch, completely different from how I felt when I first met her.
I wrote this piece recalling the passion of that time. If I were to write it now, it would probably be a negative portrayal. She might still care about me. What a load of rubbish "sister"—I now only call her a little bitch. She happily plays the role of this lewd beast, still elegant and dignified at work during the day, keeping everyone at a distance. She's still a loving mother to her young daughter. Only I know her true colors. If her daughter grows up and doesn't stay in kindergarten anymore, am I supposed to rape her at home in front of her daughter?
I feel like I boarded the wrong ship for a moment of pleasure, and now I can't even bear to think about it. I feel disgusted having sex with her now (maybe because I have a girlfriend, or maybe I've matured, and my past sexual impulses led to this). I've gone from being proactive towards her to forcing myself to have sex with her.
From initially serving her willingly, I've become abusive. I hit her, kick her, and insert things into her vagina and anus. All the tenderness and affection of the past is gone.
She's practically being subjected to S&M by me, being led around like a real bitch to have sex with people in the street, even with animals. I'm not doing that to save her face, especially since the initial responsibility lies with me. Besides, I doubt she'd stoop so low as to have sex in the street; she still acts like a respectable person when she goes out. It disgusts me. I really don't know if what I did a year ago was right or wrong. I satisfied her sexual desires and helped her find herself again; she's much happier now than before.
But I also turned a married woman into a sex object, worse than a dog. If I hadn't done what I did, she might still be a quiet, repressed, ordinary woman, someone I admire.
I've also received my retribution; I'm stuck on this sinking ship.

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