7 Days, I Slept with My Colleague's Mom (Final Chapter)

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My habit is to write a maximum of two posts about a woman, with one in between for my daughter and an explanation of the background. This is a wrap-up, a conclusion to the story of my colleague's mother and me. Actually, when men and women are together, everything is imagined to be beautiful, but in reality, life can feel as bland as plain water.
It's been almost a month since my colleague's mother and I got together, and we were in the throes of a passionate affair. Last week, Leather Pants Wang had a concert at the Spring Cocoon, so we went together. Unexpectedly, this concert reignited our feelings for each other, leading to another day of intense pleasure and passion.
During the concert, I inexplicably got excited, and she grabbed my hand and leaned on my shoulder. It made me a little awkward, as everyone around me was young men and women, and I was the only one sitting with a middle-aged woman. But I also felt a little excited and nervous. As I swayed to the rhythm, I deliberately rubbed against her breasts, secretly plotting how to "train" her. The thought of this mature woman kneeling before me after the concert, head bowed, tongue lolling out, licking my hard penis, warmed my heart, and I wished the concert would end immediately.
Regardless of outside opinions, Leather Pants Wang has a great physique and handsome looks. After 10 PM, he started singing familiar songs that the entire audience sang along to. My colleague's mother stood in front of me, swaying to the rhythm, her buttocks occasionally touching my penis. Intentionally or unintentionally, my penis grew thicker with the rhythm, pressing tightly against her buttocks in the crowd. The southern weather wasn't too hot, allowing her to clearly feel my hard penis pressing against her. My colleague's mother glanced back at me, her face shy, and slowly moved her buttocks back, rubbing lightly against my penis. My penis grew thicker and thicker, pressing tightly against her full, round buttocks, enjoying the mental and physical urges it gave me.
After the concert ended, I practically dragged myself out of the stadium. Damn it, there were too many people. I wanted to rush home to enjoy this mature, sensitive body that I had trained. Traffic was congested everywhere, and my penis remained erect under my pants. Looking up, there were those damn cameras flashing red lights above the cars. Car sex or oral sex was just a fantasy, and I couldn't do anything about it. It was almost 11:30 when I finally got home, following the flow of traffic. I opened the door, not even having time to shower, and tightly embraced this mature and alluring body. I lowered my head and kissed her passionately, my tongue forcefully and forcefully kissing her, making a soft, smacking sound. My hands roughly rubbed her breasts, which I had been kneading and caressing, through her clothes. My thick, hard penis pressed against my colleague's mother's genitals, guiding her to unzip my pants. She stroked my penis through my underwear, her thumb and forefinger forming a circle, rubbing it. My pent-up erection felt like it was about to explode. I unbuckled my belt and had my colleague's mother pull my pants down to my ankles. She knelt down, lowered her head, and licked my glans repeatedly with the tip of her tongue. Slowly, my penis penetrated her mouth, thrusting in and out rapidly. Her warm, moist lips... The contact with my penis... I couldn't hold back, I couldn't hold back, I wanted to ejaculate, to ejaculate. The dim light in the hall suddenly gave me a disorienting feeling. That day, so long ago, her daughter had also knelt before me, sucking on my thick, hard penis. The thought of that moment, the stimulation, made me lose control. My semen gushed out with my erect penis, filling my colleague's mother's mouth. I felt her entire mouth being filled with my semen. At that moment, I looked down at my colleague's mother. She looked at me with gentle, kind eyes, like looking at a naughty child, and then swallowed with a sad expression. The semen slowly overflowing from the corner of her mouth didn't feel dirty at that moment. I gently wiped her mouth with my hand, slowly pulled her up, held her in my arms, and gently kissed her. I don't know if forever exists, but at that moment, I understood what forever meant.
I briefly mentioned my colleague's family situation earlier. Her father is now a leader in a local government department, and her mother used to work in the Finance Bureau before taking early retirement to live with her daughter in Shenzhen. Apparently, her mother and father were classmates at the same school, and because they were from the same hometown, they were each other's first love. They just never expected to meet me, fall for me, and be taken by me. She told me all this while we were lying in bed chatting after showering that night. She said I was the second man she had been with besides her husband. Listening to her story about her husband, I suddenly felt a sense of guilt. Life may be mundane, and we are all ordinary. At certain stages of our lives, we all experience hesitation and struggle, but we still adjust our mindset and move forward.
Listening to her tell me her love story with her husband, and feeling this woman's body in my arms, my hands kneading her breasts, my penis starting to swell again, at that moment I realized I wasn't a good person. She might not be a good person in the strictest sense. I told her we could end it whenever she wanted, and that having a one-night stand with her already made me feel blessed. My penis continued to swell, and her lower body tightly gripped my thighs, rubbing back and forth. The warm, wet sensation was truly transmitted to me by her lower body. I leaned forward, looking down at my colleague's mother's face. Her eyes were slightly closed, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were breathing rapidly. I thrust my penis hard into my colleague's mother's vagina. I could clearly feel spasms and contractions inside her vagina, followed by a gush of hot, sticky vaginal fluid that scalded my glans and tightly gripped my penis. The tingling sensation was unbearable, and I thrust my penis in even deeper with greater force. I thrust vigorously into my colleague's mother's tight vagina. As my thrusting speed increased, my penis swelled, hardening and thickening inside her. With each thrust, I felt the extreme tightness of her vagina. Her hands tightly embraced my waist, her legs clamped tightly around my buttocks. Her full, snow-white breasts bounced up and down with each thrust, stimulating me to thrust even harder and explore the secrets of her body more deeply.
The unbearable pleasure drove me wild. Her vagina grew hotter and hotter, and with each thrust of my thick, long penis, the tender flesh of her vaginal walls contracted sharply, sucking my penis even tighter. With each thrust, her moans grew louder, further intensifying my lust. A series of tingling, itchy, and numb sensations caused my breath to mingle with my colleague's mother's. Waves of pleasure surged through my body, and in an instant, my colleague's mother's body convulsed as if electrocuted. I, too, could no longer restrain myself. I arched my back, concentrating all my strength on my penis, and spurt after spurt of semen erupted.
Postscript: This concludes the story of my colleague's mother. It doesn't mean the end of our relationship, but rather that this record of my colleague's mother ends here. I've seen many people talk about having a threesome with my colleague's mother and colleague. For a traditional woman and a highly educated woman, that's impossible. Having such thoughts or ideas will ultimately harm both parties. It's better to maintain separate relationships. I'm only interested in mature women. As long as I don't expose myself, there's nothing wrong with dating or sleeping with a woman. Over the years, I've maintained stable relationships with more than ten mature women in Shenzhen. By "maintaining relationships," I mean relationships that have lasted at least five years. And over the years, it hasn't affected my feelings for her. Fang's family, of course, didn't affect me. All the photos in the attachments to these posts are of my colleague's mother, not of my colleague. After all, I only had sex with my colleague halfway through, and it was at night without the lights on. Maybe I wanted to have sex with my colleague that day. I will continue to update everyone later. Of course, there were dangerous times during my many years of hunting for women. That was when I was in college. I was caught at home, but I managed to get through by pretending to fix a computer. I will write about it again when I have time and opportunity. I will write a college woman hunting diary. It really is a college woman hunting diary. I hunted seven or eight female workers in that factory. Later, we got WeChat, added each other, and found that we could even like each other's posts. Of course, I only found out about these things after I left college and started working in Shenzhen.

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