The mature woman upstairs

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I'm 24 years old, 181cm tall, and physically strong. I'm a college graduate. I currently work in a warehouse; my work isn't very demanding, and there's not much to do after work. I own two apartments, both on the second floor, next to each other. My own apartment is a simple two-bedroom, one-living room unit. One bedroom has a large bed, and the other room contains my computer and some miscellaneous items. At night, I go online, often visiting pornographic websites. When I see something stimulating, I masturbate. Since breaking up with my girlfriend a year ago, I haven't dated anyone. Whenever I see something arousing, I can't resist the urge to have sex with a woman.
Upstairs lives a widow named Fang Ping, 44 years old. She's not very tall, but rather plump. Her husband passed away five years ago from illness. Because her husband and my father were old friends, our families are very close. Her 16-year-old son is also a good friend of mine.
For years, our two families would run up and down the stairs, especially in the summer when I visited her house. Aunt Fangping wore light clothing and didn't seem to care much. When her son and I played video games, Aunt Fangping would walk around in front of us wearing very see-through shorts and a t-shirt. I would always glance at her unintentionally. Aunt Fangping had very large breasts, and they weren't too saggy. She wore those creamy yellow shorts, which were very see-through, and it seemed like she was wearing black underwear underneath, which was very tight. When she walked, I could see most of her buttocks swaying back and forth. Sometimes, I couldn't help but get an erection in front of her son. I could only hide it and go downstairs to my room to masturbate. While masturbating, my mind was filled with fantasies about Aunt Fangping's body.
This went on for a year or two. Because our families had a good relationship, and there was a big age difference between Fangping and me, I could only fantasize and never did anything too outrageous to let her see.
This summer, the weather was incredibly hot. I had just downloaded an American porn movie, and I was watching it while stroking my penis, sweating profusely from the intense pleasure. Suddenly, the phone rang. I answered it, and it was Aunt Fang Ping. What a bummer…
“Hey, Jinming, my fuse blew, and nobody’s home. Come up and take a look, I don’t know how to fix it, and I’m dying of heat!”
“Oh, wait a minute, I’ll be right up.” Damn it, why did she have to call now? I was just about to ejaculate, and now she’s on her period. I quickly tore off a piece of toilet paper to wipe the copious amount of fluid from my penis. I grabbed a screwdriver and went upstairs.
As soon as I entered, the room was pitch black; I could barely see anything, and it was incredibly hot, like a sauna. “Jinming, hurry and help me!”
“Aunt Fang Ping, where’s the fuse box? Don’t you even have a flashlight?”
“Oh, the batteries are dead.”
I ran downstairs again, got the flashlight, and turned it on… wow! Aunt Fang Ping was wearing a white tank top, her hair loose, and she seemed very hot, covered in sweat. The tank top clung to her body, and in the dim light, it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra; her entire body was almost naked. My penis immediately reacted, quickly swelling. But I didn't dare look too much, so I ran to the balcony, stood on the platform, and started connecting the fuse. Because I kept thinking about Aunt Fang Ping's body, and because I hadn't ejaculated while masturbating, my penis remained hard. I awkwardly tried to make it go soft, but it just wouldn't go away. My penis was still quite a bit sticking out when I held it in my hand, and with my shorts, the tent was very obvious. I glanced at Aunt Fang Ping sheepishly and saw her shining a flashlight on the fuse box, but her eyes were looking down at her lower body. When she sensed me looking at her, she shifted her gaze back to the fuse box. Although these movements were subtle, I still noticed them. Without thinking much, I quickly plugged in the fuse using the fiber optic cable, and the house lit up instantly.
"Okay, finally it's lit! Come down, wipe your sweat, have some water. Here, let me help you down."
I turned around, my body directly facing Aunt Fang's face. My penis, though a little soft, was still erect. Aunt Fang seemed a bit embarrassed, avoiding eye contact. She grabbed my arm, and I jumped down. The balcony was narrow, and as I landed, my bulging penis brushed against Aunt Fang's body.
I felt even more embarrassed and quickly said, "I'm going down now. Call me if you need anything." I went downstairs and sat down at the computer, recalling the earlier scene. I opened the computer to read a pornographic novel, fantasizing that the female character was Aunt Fang and I were having sex. My penis immediately became erect, and I started masturbating vigorously. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door. Damn it, why is there always something wrong?!
Reluctantly, I went to open the door and saw Aunt Fang Ping holding a large bucket of Pepsi. She said, "Here, it's so hot, have some Coke." Then, Aunt Fang Ping came in and went straight to the computer room. I turned on the light, and she went to the computer. A pornographic novel was still playing on the screen. Aunt Fang Ping said, "What novel is this? Let me see
." She actually sat down and started reading. I stood behind her, feeling incredibly embarrassed. If she saw the tissue I'd used to wipe my semen next to the keyboard, I'd be done for—it would be so shameful. Aunt Fang Ping read for a short while, but it felt like ages to me. Aunt Fang Ping turned around. "Jinming, do you often read this kind of stuff?"
"Auntie, I…"
"Okay, stop talking. Quickly throw these tissues away, don't leave them on the table."
Now I blushed even more, but my penis, uncooperatively, got hard again, seemingly very swollen and erect, creating a very high tent. Embarrassed, I walked over and was about to gather some tissues when Aunt Fangping suddenly grabbed my penis. I was startled. Looking down, I saw her dark nipples through her tank top. She was stroking my penis through her pants. At that moment, I immediately understood. A rush of heat to my head, a surge of blood to my head, and I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
As soon as I put her on the bed, Aunt Fangping ripped down my pants. My penis was already painfully hard, probably about 18 centimeters long. Aunt Fangping started kissing me with her small mouth. Her oral skills were amazing; she sucked and spat, and even licked the tip of my penis with her tongue. What's worse, she actually kissed down my balls and licked my glans with her tongue. I grabbed her hair with one hand and her big breasts with the other. Every time she licked, my whole body went numb. I grabbed her hair even harder, then pulled her head up and shoved my penis into her mouth. Then I made her masturbate me, moving up and down. "Ah...oh oh...so good, so good..." I couldn't help but moan a few times. I suddenly turned her buttocks around and rubbed her clitoris with my fingers. As soon as I touched it, her whole body trembled. With my movements, Aunt Fang Ping moaned,
"Ah...oh...hiss...ah ah ah ah, ugh...oh oh oh...harder..."
Her buttocks kept swaying. I looked and saw that her cunt was already incredibly wet. The fingers I had inserted into her cunt went from one to two, then three. Aunt Fang Ping used her mouth to vigorously stroke my penis, and my fingers moved faster. After a while, she stopped moving and just rested her head on my penis. "Oh oh...ah ah...faster, you're too good, I'm about to die of soreness...oh ah...ah, okay, stop scratching, come up and fuck me...faster...oh ah, fuck me quickly...Jinming...faster..."
Hearing this, I immediately turned over, grabbed my big penis and thrust it in...
"Oh...it's so deep, it's filling me up, it's so full...ah..."
Because I had masturbated several times tonight, almost ejaculating each time but not quite, as soon as my penis entered Aunt Fang Ping's vagina, her vagina warmed and tightened, and I almost couldn't control myself from ejaculating. I immediately took a breath and started fucking her with a nine-shallow-one-deep technique. Her buttocks were covered in her juices, and the thrusting made "slap, slap, slap" sounds...
Aunt Fang Ping held my waist tightly with her hands, her legs curled up, welcoming my thrusts, 'plop, plop, slap, slap' "Ah, oh ah oh, harder, hit my G-spot, harder, little baby, you're so great, fuck me harder, ah ah...fuck me to death, fuck me to death...ah ah...I feel so good...ah..."
Hearing Aunt Fang Ping's moans, I increased my strength, speeding up my thrusts. Each deep thrust made her arch her chest and let out a loud cry; she was clearly enjoying it immensely. After a few hundred thrusts, I flipped Aunt Fang Ping over, making her lie face down on the bed. I sat on top of her, inserting my penis from behind. I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and her hair with the other, increasing the speed of my thrusts and penetrating as deeply as possible each time.
"Ah...oh...I can't take it anymore, my pussy is being fucked raw...ah...
I thrust harder and harder, my inner thighs starting to go numb. I couldn't hold back any longer. "Oh, oh, ah, baby, I'm going to cum..."
"Come on, cum, Auntie had a tubal ligation, come on, cum inside." "Ah, oh, oh, oh!"
Aunt Fang Ping wrapped her legs around my waist, thrusting her hips upwards even more forcefully. I couldn't hold back my ejaculation, the scalding semen shooting into Aunt Fang Ping's vagina, burning her face. "Ah...oh...I'm ascending to heaven...ah ah..."
I felt Aunt Fang Ping's vagina tighten even more, contracting in waves. I lay on top of her, holding Aunt Fang Ping tightly, my penis still hard inside her vagina...
From then on, Aunt Fang Ping was very caring towards me, often asking me to have sex, or whenever I needed to release, I would ask her for help. We both fully enjoyed this passion and sexual bliss, neither of us ever thinking about when to end this relationship...

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