Recently started dating young women

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Speaking of the young woman I recently started dating, I'm really happy. She's the owner of the small shop near my workplace.

Because I often work the night shift, and the workplace isn't very strict, I often go to their shop to watch TV and chat, so I've become quite familiar with the couple.

Her husband is a typical lower-middle-class type. His ex-wife cheated on him, so they divorced, and he lives with their 17-year-old daughter, who's going through a rebellious phase. In short, I don't think she's a good person.

His current wife got married on May 1st two years ago. She's average-looking, but very thin and bony, and has a large bust. They started living together shortly after they met.

This current wife has had a very difficult life; she had a boyfriend before, but he was a gambler, so she broke up with him before meeting her current husband.

They often argued while living together, and my neighbors and I often advised them against it. When they got married, I told her to think it over carefully. I didn't think they'd be happy together; they were always arguing about trivial things. It was

n't until after they got married that I found out she got pregnant just a few days into their marriage.

When I talked to her husband before, he said he just wanted this woman to give him a son, so he was a very selfish man. Later, his wife "Ping" really did give birth to a son, and his family was very happy. From the moment the child was born, they argued more, mainly because her husband only cared about the child and not her.

Ping was very thin and didn't get enough nutrition, so the baby had to drink a lot of formula. Her husband was willing to spend money on formula for the baby, but he wouldn't spend money on a pig's trotter for his wife.

Actually, the money spent on formula could have been used to buy supplements for both the mother and the child. In any family, this would be the case. If the mother gets enough nutrition, the baby will have milk to drink, which is good for both the mother and the child. But her husband didn't think that way.

I felt that this woman had a hard life. I often chatted with her on WeChat, and gradually we became very close. We talked about everything on WeChat—family, children, education, even sex.

One night, it was almost midnight, and they argued again.

Ping texted me saying she wanted to run away from home. I asked her what about the children and tried to persuade her not to act impulsively. She said she wanted me to find her a place to stay, and she wanted to stay at my old house.

My old house was originally rented out, but the tenant was implicated in an economic case and was in detention, so no one lived there, but the lease hadn't expired.

Although I had a key, I felt it wasn't appropriate. I offered to give her money to book a room and stay for a day.

She immediately said no, and then I couldn't contact her anymore.

The next morning, she texted me saying that she had already left the house the night before, but her husband had dragged her back. I continued to comfort her, and she said she was so angry that she hadn't eaten for two days. I offered to treat her to lunch after work, and she agreed.

After lunch, I told her to go home by herself, but she said she didn't want to go back because she was still angry. I suggested taking her to the old house for lunch, and she agreed.

We went to my old house. She went inside, and I said, "Why don't you lie down and rest for a while? You have to go to work this afternoon!" She curled up on the bed and said, "You should go, otherwise I won't be able to sleep." I said okay, got up, and walked towards the bedroom door. When I got to the door, I joked, "I'm leaving! Aren't you scared by yourself?" She laughed!

At that moment, she seemed very down. Although I had always wanted something to happen between us, I really wasn't thinking about anything at the time. I went over and covered her with a blanket, saying, "Don't worry, I'll just sit in the outer room and won't do anything to you." She laughed again when she heard that, but then she started crying.

I knew she was upset, so I patted her shoulder, but the more she cried, the louder she became. I don't know if it was a momentary impulse or what, but I sat on the edge of the bed and hugged her from behind.

She didn't resist, so I hugged her even tighter. We lay down together on the bed, and I held her until she slowly stopped crying, and I still held her tightly.

I could feel our blood coursing through our bodies, and my own body reacted; my penis immediately hardened.

After a while, she turned away from me. I thought she would scold me or make me get off the bed. She turned back, but remained in my arms.

We looked at each other; she didn't say anything, just looked at me. I hugged her tighter and started kissing her passionately. We rolled around on the bed, kissing so intensely we could barely breathe.

We separated, then kissed passionately again; her reaction was so intense.

My courage slowly grew, and I slipped my hand inside her clothes. Her breasts were so full, probably because she was breastfeeding!

Her hands were also groping my body. I unbuttoned her pants and reached inside to touch her. Her reaction became even more intense; she also reached into my pants and touched my penis.

At this point, we were almost going crazy, forgetting everything around us. I took off all her clothes, then my own.

Then she spread her legs, and I lay on top of her.

Then I asked her, "Will you regret it?"

She grabbed my big cock and inserted it into her vagina, saying she wouldn't.

We made love vigorously, and I grabbed her breast to kiss it, but she immediately covered it with her hand.

I looked at her, wanting to ask what was wrong!

Her face was red, and then I realized she was breastfeeding. Thinking of this, I became even more carried away, like a lustful maniac, desperately pulling her hand away. Then I lay on her breast and sucked hard until sweet liquid flowed into my mouth. I kept thrusting in and out, and she cried out loudly.

Her vagina gushed like a spring, making a squelching sound.

I asked her, "Is it good?"

She said, "It feels great!"

I thrust even harder, and she said to me, "Your cock is so big, and you're using so much force, are you trying to pierce me?" I said, "Do you like big ones?"

She smiled and nodded. We made love like this until we got tired, and I drank a few sips of milk, then continued. I kept 　　kissing her until her work alarm went off, for over two hours, and the sheets were soaked with sweat.

A few days later, we texted each other and arranged to meet at the old house. As soon as I walked in, we started kissing passionately. I asked her, "Did you miss me?" 　　She said yes, so I started undressing her. She punched me with her little fists, saying, "It's all your fault! These past few days, I haven't been able to sit or stand properly." I asked, "What happened?" 　　She said, "Last time you used so much force, you made my genitals swollen!" I said with concern, "Who told you to be so thin! Is it serious? Let me see. If it's not okay, we can't do it today!" She laughed, grabbed my penis, and shoved it back into her vagina, saying, "I'm going to do it! I'm going to do it! I want more!!!" So we had another passionate encounter. 　　Later, I got married, and we never contacted each other again. 　　[The End]

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