Life without a husband, Part 4

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No wonder, I've been a widow for over a year, and haven't tasted meat in ages! It's been far too long, far too long since I've
enjoyed the caresses and pleasure of a man! Tonight, I've "regained my taste," and I've tasted such a thick ,
long, and enormous "meat stick"—a handsome young man, full of vigor, energy, and strength. He has restored the pleasure of lovemaking, the joy of intimacy, that I had almost forgotten for so long . How could I not feel ecstatic, overjoyed, and weeping with pleasure? I cried out, swayed, thrust, and moved, making my vulva and his large penis fit even closer together. My juices flowed like a river bursting its banks, gushing forth in waves, overflowing like a flood. "My little darling... my good son... you're really my precious darling... you've sent me to heaven... it's so pleasurable I'm... I'm going crazy... my little husband... your big-cocked lover... you, you fuck me to death... I'm so happy... ah... ah... I... I've come again..." Jian Guo's eyes were filled with lustful desire, and his ears were filled with lewd sounds. He was stimulated like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, ready to devour its prey. He put all his strength into it, thrusting and pumping frantically. His large glans hit my clitoris like raindrops. The "plop! plop" sounds of thrusting were endless, a symphony of "sexual intercourse" that made me feel like I was dying of pleasure , my soul leaving my body, as if floating in the clouds. I desperately needed to grab onto something to rely on in order to feel fulfilled. "Oh... my little darling... my little husband... Auntie... this is the first time I've tasted such... such a wonderful feeling ... you... you quickly put my legs down... press down on me... let Auntie hug you... kiss you... hurry... hurry..." Upon hearing this, Jian Guo hurriedly put down my legs, then carried me to the center of the bed, leaped onto my body , and his big penis immediately entered my vagina. I hugged him tightly with both hands, wrapped my legs tightly around his strong waist, and twisted my fat buttocks. "Ah... my little darling... move... Auntie wants you to thrust hard... thrust hard... hold Auntie tighter ... that way I'll feel full... and real... ah... my dear son... my little husband... my good flesh..." Jian Guo was held tightly by me, his chest pressing down on my pair of soft yet firm, elastic, full and plump breasts. His large penis was inserted into my tight vagina, hot and wet. The feeling of warmth, tightness, wetness, and slipperiness was so comfortable and pleasurable. Especially the sensation of my clitoris biting the glans, the sucking and licking sensation was indescribable. His penis was twisted and throbbing painfully, and he felt restless. So, he relentlessly thrust and pounded, attacking my little castle in the bushes of hair. As for me, although my husband wasn't very old (forty-seven years old), he was weak and had a brain tumor . From the onset of his illness until his death, we hadn't experienced sexual intimacy for over two years. Moreover, my husband's penis was short, his energy was insufficient, and his stamina was lacking. Even if he managed to get into bed, he couldn't last three minutes before giving up and collapsing completely. It was truly frustrating and infuriating. The young man I was currently making love with was not only handsome and dashing, but also possessed a magnificent penis and was a fearless young man. His powerful virility made me feel like I was being thrust into heaven and earth, every limb and bone aching terribly . A strange, sweet pleasure permeated my heart; how could I not love him to the bone ? "My little darling…my dear husband…Auntie is about to…be killed by you…you…you're really killing me…my sweetheart…I'm coming again…oh…I'm going to…I'm going to… I'm going to die from coming…oh…" Later, in a daze, I was jolted awake by his rapid, powerful, thick, and hot semen, each drop reaching deep into my womb. It was truly an earth-shattering, agonizing, and life-or-death battle. I felt incredibly comfortable and utterly satisfied . He warmed my body and soul, filled my emptiness, and quenched my thirst. He was so incredibly adorable that I couldn't help but hug him tightly, kissing his lips and face passionately. "Jianguo! My little darling, you're so wonderful, Auntie loves you so much, so much!" "Auntie, I love you so much too! Auntie! Was it comfortable and pleasurable just now?" "Mmm! So comfortable and pleasurable, Auntie has never felt so comfortable and pleasurable before!" "Really?" "Really." "Then was Auntie satisfied? " "Satisfied! Satisfied! Auntie is so satisfied!" "Then let's get some sleep and rest first, and later I'll give Auntie even more comfortable and pleasurable pleasure, okay kiss Auntie?" "Of course! My darling, my good son, my little husband." The young man's body was wonderful, so captivating, and made me love him even more. That night, we made love twice more, making me infatuated with him and unable to extricate myself. The next day, we still stayed in the same room, day and night, fully enjoying the pleasure and sweetness of intercourse. Regardless of location—on the bed, sofa, carpet, or in the bathroom—we cuddled and kissed, caressing each other. We licked, sucked, and nibbled at each other's sensitive spots. Then, whether sitting, standing, reclining, lying down, kneeling, or prone, we each used our strengths, employing various positions and techniques of penetration and intercourse, indulging in unrestrained pleasure and reveling in the ultimate romantic delight. It truly evoked the sentiment: "I envy not the immortals, but the loving couple; when there is joy, I will enjoy it to the fullest!" During our week-long trip, except for the first day, these six days allowed us to experience a more beautiful and romantic pleasure than any newlywed couple on their honeymoon. Because… we were two "adulterers." "Adultery" is illegal, far more mysterious and interesting than a legal relationship, not only tense but also exciting, giving the "adulterer" an indescribable sense of excitement and satisfaction. Why do men always feel that "the grass is always greener on the other side," while women always feel that "other men are better than their husbands"? Their purpose is nothing more than wanting to experience "what it's like to be with a woman other than your wife," and whether she's really "sweeter" than your wife. How energetic are men other than your husbands? Are they "better" than your husbands? The man in front of me (Wen Jianguo) is, of course, a hundred times, a thousand times better than my deadbeat husband! So, after we finished one round, we made love again and again until our limbs were weak and we were completely exhausted.

This was a "feast of passion" I had never experienced before. Deep down, I longed to stay with him and
live together—how wonderful that would be! However, it was impossible. I had children, a
mother-in-law, and he was so young, while I was seventeen or eighteen years older than him.
The happy days seemed to fly by. Before I knew it, a week-long trip had come to an end. Tonight was
our last night together. After a passionate and unrestrained battle, we rested briefly before engaging in another fierce
struggle, as if tomorrow would be the end of the world.
"All good things must come to an end," and so we exchanged phone numbers before
reluctantly heading home.

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