【Mature Woman's Tale】(1)

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Chapter 1: First Encounter with Chen Lan

"Finally moved to a new house!" Wang Xiaolong said, looking around happily in his newly bought apartment.

Wang Xiaolong was 28 years old, a high school physical education teacher, 185 centimeters tall,

with Although not particularly handsome, his angular face and high nose gave him a certain

masculine charm. His monthly salary of 3,000 yuan was practically nonexistent. Just a few days

ago , he scraped together 200,000 yuan—some from family, some from friends, and some from a bank loan—to make a down payment on a 90-

square-meter apartment for his wedding.
Wang Xiaolong made a tough decision to buy a house. He graduated from a sports school at 24 and, through connections, stayed on

to teach physical education at his current school, earning a little over 3,000 yuan a month, with full social insurance and housing fund

benefits, plus holiday bonuses. He was good-looking, had a successful career, and was of marriageable age, so his family started arranging marriages for him

. Naturally, Xiaolong plunged into the vast wave of blind dates. Initially,

the women quite satisfied, but as soon as they heard he didn't own a house, they all said they'd think about it, and that

was it.
One or two times was fine, but more than ten times in a row, he was rejected because of a house,

which made him lament the coldness of the world! Meanwhile, his colleagues and friends advised him, saying that

house prices were likely to rise again next year, and he should act quickly! Otherwise, if house prices rose again next year, his

marriage would be in real trouble! Faced with reality, Xiaolong gritted his teeth and bought a house!
After a simple renovation, Xiao Wang, carrying his luggage, officially moved in. The building had an elevator, and

Xiao Wang 's apartment was on the tenth floor. There were three apartments on each floor, one facing east, west, and south, with the elevator door on the north side

. Xiao Wang's apartment was in the middle, near the south door. He was incredibly excited and happy to move

into his new place. He posted on WeChat and Weibo, constantly uploading photos of himself and his new home.
"Finally moved into my new home. So tiring, but it feels very cozy. The only thing missing is a lady of the house. 11

:35—from Android client." He kept refreshing the page: "

Come look , everyone, come and criticize me!" His nouveau riche mentality was simply unbearable to watch.
And sure enough, after half an hour, someone actually replied that the character for "moved" was wrong. It should be "搬" (move). His heart sank! It felt as cold

as a lake in the dead of winter, utterly chilling. "Well, since no one's sharing my happiness, I'll go make some new

friends," Wang Xiaolong thought as he walked towards the door. He first knocked on the door of the house to the west, but there was no response after a while.

It seemed no one was home. He turned around and knocked on the door of the house to the east, "Knock knock knock," "Knock knock knock," for a long time, but there was still no

response.
Just as he was about to go back inside, the door opened. "Hello, who are you looking for?" a gentle and delicate voice

came . The door was open, but only half open, just enough to reveal a person.
Wang Xiaolong immediately turned around and said, "Hello, I'm from the house next door. I just moved in." After speaking, Wang Xiaolong

looked the person in the door up and down.
"That's really something!" Standing inside the door was a woman, or more accurately, a very beautiful and charming

mature woman, about 165 cm tall. She wore black leggings, her thighs were rounded, her calves slender, and pink

slippers held a pair of delicate white feet. Each toenail was painted with red glittery nail polish,

like a few glistening little cherries, making one's mouth water. She wore a white, full-sleeved t-shirt

with a hollow red five-pointed star printed on the chest, her full breasts stretching the star out of shape

.
"Those breasts must be at least a D cup, right?" Her snow-white and slender neck made one want to

kiss it, to leave a mark. This woman had a typical oval face, thin eyebrows

, large eyes, a low nose bridge, and two thin, pink lips

that shimmered brightly in the light.
"Oh, hello, you're the resident from the south side! Nice to meet you." The woman glanced at Wang Xiaolong, her expression

indifferent.
"Oh, hehe, sorry, sister, I was a bit presumptuous. I just moved in today and wanted to get to know

my neighbors so we can help each other out in the future." Wang Xiaolong felt a little

embarrassed by the woman's coldness.
After hearing Wang Xiaolong's explanation, the woman leaned against the door, arms crossed, her already full breasts

creating a deep cleavage. She smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, since you've moved

in , we're neighbors now. It's only right that we look out for each other. You've just moved in, so you

probably haven't settled in with everything yet. If you need anything, just come and find me."
"Oh, thank you, sister. Hehe, I'll head back now! See you later." Wang Xiaolong tried hard to keep

his eyes from focusing entirely on the mature woman's chest. After speaking, he turned to go home, but

suddenly turned back and asked, "By the way, sister, my name is Wang Xiaohu. You can call me Xiao Wang or Xiaolong, it's fine. I don't know

how to address you?"
"Pfft!" The woman was amused, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons. Her breasts

almost . "Hehe, you're funny. What should I call you, Wang Xiaohu, Xiaolong, or Xiao Wang?"
Wang Xiaolong, his mind blank, misspoke and awkwardly scratched his head. "My name is Wang Xiaolong, not Wang Xiaohu.

I'm a little nervous, I misspoke, I misspoke, hehe. Well, Sister Chen, you're busy, I'm going back now!" After saying that, Wang Xiaolong

turned around, opened the door, went inside, and slammed the door shut, uttering a harsh "What domineering breasts!" Chen Lan outside smiled,

shook her head, and slowly closed her own door.
The first night in a new house is always a bit uncomfortable. The closer it got to bedtime, the more excited Wang Xiaolong became.

He tossed and turned in bed until after 2 a.m. before finally falling asleep. That night, he had a strange

dream. He dreamt that he was lying naked in bed, and a woman was sitting next to him. This woman was Chen Lan, whom he had met for the first time that day

.
Chen Lan was wearing a black women's suit, a short skirt, black stockings, and high heels—a standard office lady

look Her long, curly hair exuded a faint fragrance. Chen Lan looked at him with a half-smile

, gently stroking his lower abdomen with both hands. Her delicate hands circled around his navel. She bent down slightly, and her breasts

, hanging in front of her chest, angrily squeezed against her shirt.
Wang Xiaolong stared at the scene before him, wanting to reach out and touch those large breasts, but he couldn't lift

his arm. Chen Lan's hand slowly slid down to Wang Xiaolong's waistband, gently pressed his lower abdomen, and

used the small gap between his abdomen and pants to smoothly slide her hand inside. "Ugh!" Wang Xiaolong groaned

as Chen Lan's hand, like a slippery eel, enveloped Wang Xiaolong's penis.
As Chen Lan manipulated it, the semi-hard, semi-soft penis gradually revealed its true form. Sensing

the change in the toy in her hand, Chen Lan smiled playfully at Wang Xiaolong and used her other hand to pull

down . What a magnificent jade pestle! Wang Xiaolong truly lived up to his athletic reputation; his lower body was remarkably well-developed, a full 20

centimeters long. The shiny glans trembled excitedly, with veins coiling upwards from its base. Freed from the restraint of

his pants , his already large penis seemed to throb as if it were breathing fresh

air, and then grew even larger.
Chen Lan's expression froze for a moment, then her face lit up with joy. She looked at the monster in her hands with a beautiful and alluring gaze, bent down, and

gently took Wang Xiaolong's glans into her mouth. "Mmm..." Chen Lan groaned softly, followed by

the sound of sucking saliva. The glans alone was already making it a little difficult for Chen Lan to swallow and spit, but she was still not satisfied and

kept swallowing. After a while, Chen Lan changed from swallowing to licking. She grabbed the base of the penis with her hand and stretched out her tender tongue

to lick it from bottom to top. When she licked the glans, she sucked it in. The whole movement was smooth and skillful.
Meanwhile, Wang Xiaolong, who was lying down, was also enjoying

himself immensely

. Facing this great Chinese penis, Chen Lan also used all her skills, kissing and licking it, swallowing and wrapping it, making smacking sounds as she kissed it, playing with great pleasure. The entire penis was made to shine from her licking. In the end, Chen Lan had to use both her hands and mouth, calling out for the glans while her hands gripped

the penis and stroked it up and down. Wang Xiaolong tensed his legs and made gurgling sounds in his throat. Chen Lan knew that this was

the rhythm of his ejaculation, so she increased the rhythm of her right hand's stroke, and her mouth also moved up and down in sync with the frequency of her hands.
"Ah..." Wang Xiaolong shouted with all his might, but just then a sharp alarm clock rang, "

Ring ring ring... ring ring ring..." The alarm clock cruelly pulled Wang Xiaolong back to reality. He groggily opened his eyes,

turned off the alarm, and a surge of resentment rose in his heart: "Damn it, it's about to come out! Unlucky." Wang Xiaolong

subconsciously touched his genitals; they were hard, and a drop of glistening liquid hung on the glans, but it wasn't semen

.
He glanced at the clock—it was 7 o'clock. Wang Xiaolong groggily got ready, ate a quick bite, and went to work. On

the subway, he savored this strange erotic dream. "Tsk tsk, that was so

good. If only this were real!"
Time flies when you're fantasizing, and soon he arrived at his stop. After exiting the subway, Wang Xiaolong quickly disappeared

into the painless flow of people—no, the endless flow of people. Little did he know that his lewd wish would

soon be fulfilled, and his romantic prospects would blossom like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
(to be continued)

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