[Having sex with a mature woman in front of his son!] (The End) Author: Karl's Lung

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. As you can probably guess from my name, I'm a doctor. Doctors also have emotions and desires, so please be
kind with your words and don't verbally abuse me. These past few days, I've answered many posts to earn points. I carefully read every article according to
the forum 's requirements, and I felt that everyone had the courage to write their own stories,
so I decided to write some of mine as well. Otherwise, just reading your stories would feel like exploitation,
and you should know that the Communist Party is the most opposed to exploitation.

It was autumn of 2008. I was working as a clinic doctor in a small outpatient department, mainly
treating minor ailments like headaches and fevers. Every day was quite boring. One day, an old lady came in, saying
she wasn't feeling well. I examined her using the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine (inspection, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation), and finally diagnosed her with a stomach fire-related
ailment. I prescribed some herbal decoctions. Before the treatment, the old lady was quite skeptical, because I was only
25 years old. It's understandable that a 25-year-old doctor wouldn't believe I knew traditional Chinese medicine. A few days
later , the old lady returned happily, saying, "Doctor, I had a bit of diarrhea again after taking your medicine, but
it's much better now. I feel much better. I'll take a few more doses..."

Just then, a middle-aged woman, looking like a young woman, came in, holding a child. She sat down beside me.
I initially thought she was also there for a checkup, but after examining the old lady's tongue and preparing to prescribe Chinese medicine, she
suddenly asked me, "What kind of tongue coating does she have?" I was taken aback and said, "Who are you?" The old lady quickly replied, "She's
my daughter. She used to study medicine and graduated from [university name]." I was quite annoyed by this
young woman ; her livid face seemed to be interrogating me.

I said, "Why didn't you continue practicing medicine? Why didn't you treat your mother yourself?" She was
speechless and couldn't say anything, and I felt a little triumphant. After dispensing the medicine, she said, "
Doctor, could I have your phone number? I can call you if I feel unwell." I reluctantly gave her
my number , and when she called, I casually asked for her name: *Xia.

I wrote down the name. A few days later, one evening, I received a text message: *
Doctor , my mother's condition is much better. Should she continue taking her medication? If not, I'll let her come home.
I said: It's okay, she can go home and rest for a while. I'll come back later to adjust her medication.

She said: Okay, it's so nice to meet you. Where do you live? I said I live in the neighborhood. She said she lives
in the new district, not far away. She said she could come visit sometime, and she wanted to thank me. None of these words were
tempting . The most important thing was that in her last text message, she said: "It's just me and my son at home."

I cautiously asked: "Where's your husband?" She said: "We don't talk about that." From this sentence, I considered
a problem: Was she seducing me? Then I asked where she lived. She said Building 7, Unit 3, 4th
floor, 402.

I said: Wouldn't this be disturbing to you? She said: No! At this moment, I started to feel a pang
of unease. Maybe it's because of my profession, but I'm very careful in everything I do. My wife is sleeping in the house.
What if she wakes up if I go out? What if that mature woman set a trap for me? A bunch of questions plagued
me. But lust took over everything. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, so I decided to take the plunge.

I found a sleeping pill, crushed it into powder, and made a glass of water. I called my wife and told
her to drink it; if she did, she definitely wouldn't wake up before dawn. After coaxing her for a while, she drank it, but spat it
out, mumbling, "What is this? It tastes so bitter!" I was terrified; before I could say anything, she fell asleep again.
I was frantic. I decided to take the risk. If she woke up and looked for me, I'd say I went out to surf the internet. Then I
quietly slipped away.

I often make house calls, so I knew this area well. I walked right up to her building and texted her: "
I'm here, open the door!" The door opened, and I cautiously peeked inside. It was definitely safe. I went inside. It was a
rented one-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom, one-kitchen apartment, just like mine.

The house was a new building, but the simply furnished interior was quite basic. There
was a long sofa and a bed—a steel frame covered with several rough, uneven wooden planks.
She smiled shyly after I sat down. After confirming it was safe, I sat down to look at her directly. She was wearing
pajamas , and I could tell from her calves and upper arms that she was quite dark-skinned. However, she was now laughing and joking with me, and
the initial aversion I felt was gone.

I still chatted with her cautiously. She sat on a bench opposite me, and we started by
talking , then her studies, her marriage, and her life. I realized she was going through a relationship crisis,
and she complained a lot about her husband. I forget when, but she suddenly said to me, "Could you sit
next to me?" I was completely stunned.

But I still went ahead with it, and started to get a little handsy. Her skin was very soft, especially her waist and
stomach the kind of soft, comfortable skin that comes after childbirth. I thought to myself,
what is a woman in her thirties like? I put my arm around her waist, and she rested her head on my shoulder. She said, "You (kg), I feel so safe leaning on you." Before she finished speaking, she turned her head to my face, and
I kissed her.

I was also very impulsive at the time, and my hands started to wander towards her lower body. When I touched her buttocks, she stopped me,
saying, "No...no...we're moving too fast...no..." I was so nervous that I was trembling,
and my already erect penis went limp. Although I didn't ejaculate, I had already soaked my underwear. It
was already 4 a.m., so I left. When I got home, I felt a little regretful, but also very excited.

Because I wanted to improve my education, I attended a training course. Two or three days later, one day while I was in class,
she sent me a text message saying, "My son is sick, I bought medicine, can you come and give him an IV?"

I went there at noon, and when I entered the house, I was stunned. There was another man and a woman inside. She quickly introduced herself as her sister and
brother-in-law. After a few pleasantries, I started the IV drip for her child. She said, "Doctor, please don't leave yet. Wait until my son
is finished." When I came back, they had already eaten lunch. After they finished eating, her sister and
brother-in-law left. Only she, her child, and I were left in the house. After the IV drip was finished, her child started...
We were running around the room.

We sat there chatting, but this time we were awkwardly sitting together. Her son
(who's five years old) probably sensed something was off, and he kept hitting me with things. I joked and played along with him. Then I
felt a surge of desire again, like I still wanted to have sex with her. I told her, "Let the child watch
TV . I'm going to lie down on the bed in the inner room." She said, "Okay." I went to the bed in the inner room and lay down on the edge of the bed. I
thought to myself, "She'll definitely come over, and then I'll do her."

Sure enough, she came in a few minutes later, leaned close to my face, and I took the opportunity to hug her and
suck her tongue out. Our tongues intertwined smoothly. She lay on the bed, panting, looking very excited. I reached
directly to her breasts and started kneading them vigorously. You know, she hadn't even been breastfeeding for two years, and her breasts were still very soft
and fluffy. But I had never been with a woman like that before; on the contrary,
I had lost .

I lifted her clothes, revealing her dark skin. I could see stretch marks on her abdomen, and her soft
breasts lay flat, her nipples large and long with dark areolas. I took one in my mouth and sucked hard,
gently biting her nipple with my teeth. She grabbed her hair, bit her lower lip, and
struggled .

Damn, I even sucked some fluid from her breast; I swallowed it along with my saliva. After about four or five
minutes , I pulled her loose pants down to her knees. Her pubic hair was jet black,
and the stretch marks on her lower abdomen stimulated me again. I really wanted to see what a woman's vagina looked like after childbirth.
I reached down to her thighs, trying to spread them open.

But she wouldn't let me, and we were both speechless. She pushed me away, preventing me from spreading her legs. I took the opportunity to lift my shirt
and climb on top of her, our skin touching. I turned to the side and pulled her pants down from
her , so her legs could spread. I could then lie between her legs, and her
vulva would be directly in front of me. While I was busy above, I reached my right hand to her vulva.

Damn, her vulva was quite large, with prominent labia majora and slippery labia minora,
so it was obvious that some vaginal fluid had come out. At this moment, my cock, which had been pent up in my pants, was eager to jump out. I
unbuckled my belt with my right hand and pulled my pants down. Because my underwear had tripped my cock,
it sprang out when my underwear came down. I was so close to her that I guessed it was my popped-out cock that hit her
vulva. She immediately let out an involuntary "Ah!!!"

I reached down with my right hand and rubbed my hard cock against her vulva. Because she had her legs spread,
her vulva was open. Although she wouldn't let me see, I could clearly feel
that her vulva was indeed very long and incredibly smooth and comfortable. My cock was also oozing a lot of semen.
A strong possessive desire made me want to cover every corner of her vulva with all my semen. I kept
rubbing, and I increased the pressure slightly. That bastard actually started
moaning Just then, the door opened, and her son rushed in. Seeing his mother with her legs spread, the boy was stunned
for a moment, then he pulled at my legs, cursing me: "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother..."

I thought to myself, where did this kid learn to fuck like that?! I'm the one who's really fucking your mother! Xia Jie was slightly embarrassed
but didn't seem to want me to stop. She gently pulled on my hips with both hands, indicating that I should penetrate her
. I understood immediately. Her vagina was wide and so well-lubricated. I leaned forward and thrust,
my penis going in completely.

Her vagina was still very tight, so soft I didn't know how to describe it. My penis was quite long, and
I felt the head hitting something hard and slippery. As a medical student, I knew that was the cervix, what men
often call the "flower bud." She was arching her back, trembling, looking like someone struggling in agony. I
knew she was enjoying it. Her son was standing under the bed, behind me, still bothering me as I fucked his mother.

Although I never actually saw Xia Jie's vagina,
her son saw every single moment of my penis going in and out of her. I was quite nervous, so I fucked slowly, but
each thrust was high-quality, like I was dying as I pushed my big penis in with all my might.

I estimate it was about 30 thrusts. I inserted my penis as deep as possible,
ejaculating all the semen in my scrotum into her vagina in a few strokes. I even mentally aimed my semen into her
uterus ; I couldn't waste a single drop.

After I finished, I pulled out, and she instinctively clamped her legs together, then pulled the blanket over her lower body. I pulled up
my pants and reached for her vulva again. Her vulva seemed even more engorged, almost swollen, but
no semen flowed out from the bottom. I was satisfied. She didn't wipe herself with tissue and went to put on
her pants to soothe the child.

I stayed in the inner room for a bit, then came out to the outer room where she was feeding the child. She seemed much happier when she saw me.
I guess she didn't want my semen to spill out.

I hugged her from behind in the kitchen and asked, "Was it good?" She nodded shyly…

Actually, I have a bad habit: after I've finished with any woman, I immediately feel disgusted with her, except for
my wife . I wonder if anyone else feels this way. So I gave her a few perfunctory replies and left.
I went back to her house again later, but it happened to be during her period. I told her she was prone to infection and wouldn't do it, but she disagreed, saying it was
a rare opportunity for me to have my period, so I should satisfy her. We were in the bathroom; she was standing, her ass sticking out, and I penetrated her from
behind . But after we finished, a lot of blood and my semen came out, which made me very
uncomfortable.

Later, in November, I moved away from her. She tried to contact me, but I had been unemployed for four
months and wasn't in the mood, so I didn't contact her. Later, I found a job at a good hospital, and I was even more
afraid to contact her for fear she would ruin my job.

After that, I stopped answering her calls. Finally, I received a text message from her saying, "You're not human!"
We haven't been in contact since. I don't know if she found someone else to have sex with her since…

[The End]

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