[Urban] Urban Chronicles (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 177: Mature Women in Stockings, Sluts

. Uncle Jian, who runs a factory in the city of eroticism, employs many sexy mature women. His finance manager is also a sexy mature woman named Lü Yun, 47 years old, 1.69 meters tall, a tall and strong woman from Hangzhou, with delicate features, very fair skin, long hair combed back, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She is usually very strict.

In the finance department, there is a young man named Sun Yong, in his early twenties. Young men are inevitably a bit rough, often making mistakes at work, and are frequently reprimanded by Lü Yun.

One day, Sun Yong made another mistake and was called to Lü Yun's office for a severe reprimand. Sun Yong's face turned bright red. He lowered his head and stole glances at Lü Yun. She was wearing a white shirt, a gray cheongsam-style short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and milky-white leather sandals. While being reprimanded, Sun Yong thought to himself, "What a sexy woman! Those white feet are so beautiful!" This guy is very lustful; even after being reprimanded like this, he's still thinking about the female manager's sexy white feet.

However, despite his thoughts, he still had to do what needed to be done. Sun Yong, carrying a stack of ledgers, returned to his seat and resumed checking the accounts.

The next morning, Sun Yong inadvertently passed by the company's general manager, Huang Shih-hao's, office. Seeing no one inside, out of curiosity, he slipped in and stared at Huang's computer. Just then, Huang returned, startling Sun Yong, who quickly scurried into the inner room. The inner room of Huang's office was his lounge, essentially his bedroom.

Huang, in his forties, was from Hong Kong, energetic, and a very capable boss. He sat at his computer checking emails. After a while, the female manager, Lü Yun, entered.

Sun Yong quietly opened the door to the inner room a crack and peeked out. He saw Lü Yun still wearing a white shirt, a gray skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and cream-colored leather sandals—very sexy. She approached General Manager Huang and said, "General Manager Huang, I'd like to report on yesterday's financial situation."

What Sun Yong never expected happened. General Manager Huang stood up, slammed the tall female manager, Lü Yun, onto the table, grabbed her large, white feet, pulled off her sandals, and took her exquisite stockings, bringing them to his nose and greedily inhaling their scent. Even more unexpectedly, Manager Lü, usually very strict with her employees, offered no resistance, allowing General Manager Huang to play with her large, white feet, even letting out soft moans.

Hiding in the inner room, Sun Yong's penis instantly hardened.

He saw Lü Yun sitting at the table, one large, beautiful leg raised, her exquisite stockings in General Manager Huang's hand. General Manager Huang pulled down one stocking, and then halfway down the other leg. He brought the blackened toe of the stocking to his nose and inhaled deeply; Lü Yun's fragrance made his penis throb. He stuffed the toe into the other stocking, grabbed Lü Yun's large, white feet, and began to suck on them with gusto. Lu Yun's large, white feet were exceptionally beautiful and alluring.

Lu Yun kept moaning softly, as if weeping.

General Manager Huang licked his way up Lu Yun's sexy white feet, calves, and thighs, then plunged his head between her legs.

Sun Yong peered greedily through the crack in the door at his female boss's lower body. He saw a large patch of dark pubic hair between Lu Yun's legs, thick and messy, incredibly sexy. General Manager Huang nibbled at the pubic hair, and Lu Yun moaned softly. Her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. General Manager Huang then licked Lu Yun's vaginal opening, and Lu Yun moaned even louder, writhing as she moaned.

General Manager Huang shamelessly licked Lu Yun's urethra, and Lu Yun made what sounded like crying as her urine gushed out. General Manager Huang quickly caught it with his mouth and drank a considerable amount.

Drinking Lü Yun's urine excited Mr. Huang even more. He hoisted Lü Yun's two beautiful legs onto his shoulders and thrust his erect penis into her vagina. Lü Yun screamed incessantly as Mr. Huang, who was a few years younger than her, penetrated her. Fortunately, the office was well soundproofed, and the employees outside couldn't hear.

While thrusting, Mr. Huang grabbed one of Lü Yun's large white feet and gnawed on it, causing Lü Yun to scream and cry out.

Mr. Huang's face was contorted with excitement, looking extremely ugly, with Lü Yun's stinking urine still dripping from his face. Amidst Lü Yun's screams, Mr. Huang let out a low growl and ejaculated.

After he ejaculated, he didn't intend to let Lü Yun go. Instead, he held her large, white feet and continued to suckle them tenderly, saying, "So comfortable, fucking you on my desk is so enjoyable! So exciting!"

Lü Yun said in a sweet, coquettish voice that Sun Yong had never heard before, "General Manager Huang, how many times have you fucked me on this desk? Do you even remember?"

General Manager Huang leered, "I could fuck you a thousand times and never get tired of it!"

Lü Yun said, "Let me go, I still have work to report to you."

General Manager Huang said, "I just received a last-minute call from Uncle Jian in Hong Kong, telling me to hurry back for a meeting. I haven't notified the factory yet. You can notify the factory after I leave. Before I go, I want to fuck you one more time!"

As he spoke, he continued to suck on Lü Yun's large, white feet. As he sucked, his penis became hard again.

He ordered Lü Yun to get off the desk, put on sandals, and, holding onto the desk, stick out her plump, white buttocks. General Manager Huang slapped Lü Yun's buttocks twice hard, causing her to cry out in pain. Then, holding Lü Yun's buttocks, he thrust his thick, hard penis into her vagina from behind.

Lü Yun moaned softly as he was being penetrated: "General Manager Huang... General Manager Huang... be gentle... oh... oh... General Manager Huang... General Manager Huang..."

Sun Yong, watching from the inner room, was stunned. He never imagined that Lü Yun, the strong woman with gold-rimmed glasses who was usually like a tigress, would be fucked like a bitch in front of General Manager Huang! Sun Yong, his penis still hard, cursed inwardly: "Slut! Women are just sluts!"

Everyone knew that General Manager Huang was a lecher; he had slept with many of the sexy mature women in the factory. But this was the first time Sun Yong had witnessed the real thing. He wasn't married yet and didn't understand women. He didn't know that women could be so shameless, even the strong woman Lü Yun could be so shameless.

He turned around and saw several pairs of women's stockings on the bed, undoubtedly belonging to one of the female employees in the factory who had been played with by Boss Huang. He quickly picked up a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose, sniffed the blackened toe, and muttered, "Smells so good!"

Then he put the toe of the stocking over his penis, stroking it while continuing to admire it. Boss

Huang, while fucking her, bent down and reached under Lü Yun's body, grabbing her breasts roughly. Lü Yun screamed in pain.

Boss Huang roared, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to burst!"

He grabbed Lü Yun's breasts while forcefully thrusting his penis into her vagina. Lü Yun, her buttocks raised, was being fucked from behind by Boss Huang, her upper body slumped on the table, her face contorted in pain, her delicate face, framed by gold-rimmed glasses, showing signs of agony.

Boss Huang suddenly roared and ejaculated again. As he ejaculated, he thrust wildly into Lü Yun, who screamed loudly.

Amidst Lü Yun's cries, Sun Yong ejaculated, his semen soaking through the blackened toe of her sock.

Afterward, Boss Huang collapsed wearily onto Lü Yun's snow-white back, panting heavily. Lü Yun, pinned down, couldn't move.

After a while, Boss Huang got up, tidied himself up, kissed Lü Yun goodbye, and said, "I'm leaving. Inform the factory for me."

He grabbed his bag, went downstairs, took a car, and headed straight for the airport.

Lü Yun, naked from the waist down, plopped down in Boss Huang's executive chair, spreading her beautiful legs and placing her white feet on the table, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily.

At that moment, Sun Yong came out from the inner room. Lü Yun was stunned. Before she could react, Sun Yong pounced on her, pinning her to the chair and cursing, "Bitch! So you're this cheap, I'll play with you too!"

Lü Yun reacted and struggled frantically. She was strong and powerful; Sun Yong, only 1.7 meters tall, couldn't subdue her for a moment. Sun Yong panicked and shouted, "Lü Yun, don't move, or I'll tell everyone in the factory about your shameful deeds!"

Lü Yun immediately stopped resisting. Yes, if the factory people found out, how could she control them in the future? Her resistance weakened.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sun Yong lifted Lü Yun's two large, beautiful legs and thrust his penis, still clad in stockings, into her vagina. Those stockings were the ones Lü Yun had taken off on the bed after being fucked by Boss Huang after work last time; she knew they were hers because they were extremely thin and soft, the kind she loved to wear. Being penetrated by a penis wearing women's stockings gave Lü Yun a unique kind of stimulation, and she couldn't help but cry out. Sun Yong's penis penetrating her with women's stockings felt incredibly good.

The stockings were stained with Sun Yong's semen, and Lü Yun's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, making Sun Yong's thrusting extremely smooth. Lü Yun cried out repeatedly as she was being penetrated.

When Boss Huang had fucked Lü Yun earlier, he had bitten her right white toe; now, Sun Yong was fucking her while nibbling at her left white toe, causing Lü Yun both pain and itchiness, and she kept crying out. Sun Yong bit hard on one of Lü Yun's toes, which involuntarily curled up high, and Lü Yun screamed in pain.

Lu Yun was pinned to the boss's chair by Sun Yong, her large, beautiful legs spread wide, as he brutally ravaged her. Sun Yong, finding Lu Yun's large, brown nipples incredibly alluring, lowered his head and bit down hard on them. Lu Yun cried out in pain, tears welling in her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses.

Sun Yong straightened up, thrusting and yelling, "Lu Yun, Lu Yun, you've finally met your match!"

His thrusts became even more ferocious! Lu Yun cried out in pain as her uterus was penetrated.

Seeing his usually stern female manager reduced to this state, Sun Yong felt immense pleasure! Amidst Lu Yun's screams, Sun Yong's semen once again spurted through the dark toes of Lu Yun's stockings, shooting deep into her vagina.

Lu Yun lay motionless on the boss's chair, panting heavily.

Sun Yong picked up Mr. Huang's digital camera from the table and began taking nude photos of Lu Yun. Lu Yun regretted not resisting more fully and being raped.

Sun Yong knew that Lü Yun had a long-term private room at the four-star Pan-Asia City Hotel. Now that he knew, he was certain it was Lü Yun and General Manager Huang's brothel. He told Lü Yun, "Give me your hotel key. I'll be waiting for you there. Come right now, bring Yao Ni with you. Otherwise, I'll give your nude photos to your husband and post them online!"

With that, he stormed off.

At this point, even if Lü Yun regretted it or didn't want to, she had no choice but to comply. She had to deal with the immediate situation later.

Yao Ni was a 28-year-old female employee in the finance department, with a three-year-old child. She was 1.68 meters tall, quite attractive, and had very sexy legs. She often wore short jackets and skirts, her beautiful legs exposed, and wore slippers. The men in the factory all stared at her with drool, and Sun Yong was no exception, secretly harboring lustful thoughts towards her.

Lü Yun tidied herself up and went out. First, she informed the administration department that General Manager Huang had returned to Hong Kong. Then she said to Yao Ni, "Put aside what you're doing and come with me to the hotel. I have some work-related matters to discuss with you."

Yao Ni, of course, obeyed.

Meanwhile, Sun Yong took a taxi to the City Hotel. He went up to the 38th floor and entered Lü Yun's room. Upon entering, he saw various colored stockings that Lü Yun had taken off and hadn't washed or changed into, scattered all over the bedside table and sofa. He was so captivated by them that he picked up one pair and another, smelling them incessantly, his penis becoming hard.

Just as he was reveling in Lü Yun's stockings, Lü Yun and Yao Ni arrived.

Yao Ni, upon seeing Sun Yong, exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? You're here too?"

Seeing him smelling the stockings, she realized something was amiss and turned to Lü Yun. Lü Yun didn't know what to say. Sun Yong leaped up and pounced on Yao Ni.

Yao Ni instinctively resisted, and Sun Yong shouted, "Lü Yun, help me restrain her! Don't forget those photos are here with me!"

Lü Yun had no choice but to step forward to help. The two men pinned Yao Ni to the bed. Sun Yong used Lü Yun's stockings to tie Yao Ni's hands behind her back, forcing her to kneel and crawl on the edge of the bed in a doggy-style position. Then he lifted her short skirt. Yao Ni wasn't barefoot today; she was wearing sexy flesh-colored pantyhose without a crotch, and no underwear. Sun Yong was overjoyed and thrust his penis into her vagina from behind. Yao Ni screamed in pain from the rough penetration.

Sun Yong ordered Lü Yun to also strip naked and kneel beside Yao Ni with her plump white buttocks raised. Sun Yong held the flesh-colored pantyhose that Lü Yun had just taken off, inhaling the darkened toe of the stocking intensely. The unique fragrance of the mature, sexy woman's stocking toe filled his brain, greatly stimulating him and unleashing his animalistic desires! His penis was so hard it felt like it would explode, and he thrust into Yao Ni hard, penetrating straight to her core. Yao Ni cried out in pain.

As Sun Yong thrust, he cursed, "You slut! I've wanted to fuck you for ages!"

He also slapped Yao Ni's plump, white buttocks repeatedly, causing her to scream in pain.

Sun Yong then pulled his penis out of Yao Ni's vagina and shoved it hard into Lü Yun's vagina, aiming straight for her uterus. Lü Yun, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked extremely pained and couldn't help but cry out. Sun Yong continued thrusting, cursing, "You slut! You slut! Will you still curse me like that?"

"No...no more...ouch...ouch..."

"Give me a raise!"

"Raise...raise...ouch...ouch...it hurts...it hurts..."

Sun Yong cursed viciously, "It hurts so much! Who told you to be so mean to me before!"

He thrust even more fiercely into Lü Yun's vagina, deliberately pounding into her uterus, and then grabbed her breasts desperately.

Lu Yun cried out in pain, "Ouch...it hurts so much...please have mercy on me...I won't do it again...I know I was wrong...ouch...it hurts..."

While brutally fucking Lu Yun, Sun Yong grabbed Yao Ni's vagina from behind. Yao Ni, like a bitch, raised one of her beautiful legs, and Sun Yong viciously bit her vaginal opening. The screams of the two sexy women mingled together...

Amidst their screams, Sun Yong felt he couldn't hold on any longer, so he pulled his penis out of Lu Yun's vagina, aimed it at her face, and violently ejaculated onto her delicate face with its gold-rimmed glasses. Then, he ejaculated some more onto Yao Ni's rather attractive face.

Relaxed after ejaculating, Sun Yong collapsed onto them.

Half an hour later, the screams of two sexy white-collar women echoed in the room again.

(Chapter 178: Sister Tang, it feels so good to fuck your fat hole!

I don't know why, but these past few days I've felt a bit restless. I really want to find a plump virgin to fuck, or have some fun with a sexy young woman.)

And sure enough, the opportunity came quickly.

Near the end of the workday, my female boss, Tang Ying, asked me to meet that evening to discuss the year-end reports.

This Tang Ying, 29 years old, married but childless, was a rather attractive and charming young woman.

I noticed her on my first day at the company; she was the kind of woman who easily aroused my lust.

Hoping to get a chance to grope her, I deliberately tried to get close to her, calling her "Sister Tang" very affectionately. She seemed to enjoy it, though I wondered if she sensed my ulterior motives.

Sister Tang's breasts weren't particularly large, maybe a 34D, but her buttocks were plump and perky. I imagined how pleasurable it would be to penetrate her from behind. Furthermore, she had sexy, almond-shaped eyes with slightly upturned corners, and wore light eyeshadow; it was clear at a glance that she was a very sexually active slut.

I've been to her house a few times. Each time, I pretend to go to the bathroom and fantasize about Sister Tang taking a shower, relieving herself, and changing her sanitary napkins. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I'll find her bra and panties in the basin. This is when I get most excited. I'll pick them up and smell them, then masturbate, spraying all my semen onto the bottom of her panties—near her vaginal opening. This makes me feel like I'm having sex with Sister Tang.

But even though most of my masturbation is based on fantasies about Sister Tang, it would be wonderful to actually have sex with her.

I think there's a chance, because firstly,

her husband, Brother Zhu, lives up to his name—he's a fat pig, clearly sexually inept. How can that guy satisfy his lustful wife who's almost at the age of horny lust?

Secondly...

I'm her subordinate, and whether it's tentative seduction or forced sex, I believe there will always be an opportunity.

And here it is, the opportunity has arrived!

Haha, it seems I need to plan carefully tonight. First, I'll test the waters with words, hoping this slut will submit to me; otherwise, I'll force myself on her, rape her, take nude photos, and then keep her under my control to satisfy my lust.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but get excited.

I quickly packed my things and rushed to the street, first buying a bottle of sleeping pills at a pharmacy, then a roll of film at a Kodak film store, and then going home to prepare my camera.

With everything ready, I lay on the sofa, lit a cigarette, closed my eyes, and began to indulge in my lewd fantasies for tonight.

Around seven o'clock, I arrived at the teahouse I had arranged to meet Sister Tang.

Sister Tang was already sitting there waiting for me.

Tonight, she was wearing a white, sleeveless, tight-fitting business top that showed off the outline of her fairly full breasts. A pink bra was faintly visible underneath, with two dark brown nipples peeking out from the center. I really wanted to tear off her top, rip off her bra, and suck on them.

Just thinking about it made my little brother hard.

"Hey, brother, hold on a bit, I'll let you have your fill later,

" Sister Tang said, of course, unaware that I was thinking such things.

She was still earnestly discussing her plans for the annual report with me.

I listened absentmindedly, holding a ballpoint pen, twirling it in my hand. "Snap!" I accidentally dropped the pen on the floor. I quickly bent down to pick it up, and that quick action only made my penis hard again.

Just as I picked up the pen and stood up, I looked up and saw Tang Jie's lower body under the tea table. She was wearing a silk business skirt, and between her slightly parted thighs, a captivating, narrow area was revealed. It turned out Tang Jie was wearing white lace panties today, and a few black pubic hairs were faintly visible through the edges of the lace. But what was even more obvious was the light blue tampon attached to the back of the panties—Tang Jie was menstruating.

Seeing this, far from diminishing my lust, I became even more excited.

I had never been with a woman on her period before. I knew it wasn't good for a woman's health, but Tang Jie wasn't my wife. Who cared? This only fueled my lust even more. Tonight, I was going to fuck her until she was in ecstasy.

"Still haven't found the pen?"

The sound coming from the table interrupted my reverie. I quickly got up, and perhaps my lustful thoughts had a chemical reaction, as my face flushed crimson, which surprised Sister Tang. To avoid arousing her suspicion, I quickly pretended to have a stomachache and went to the restroom. In the restroom, I secretly took out 20 sleeping pills that I had prepared beforehand, crushed them into powder with my key, put them in a paper bag, and returned to my seat to continue my conversation with Sister Tang. About an hour later, perhaps because she had drunk too much tea, Sister Tang got up to go to the restroom. The opportunity had come; I couldn't let it slip by!

I pretended to fiddle with the tea set, casually pouring most of the packet of sleeping pill powder into Sister Tang's cup of tea, and then pretended to casually look at the draft plan that Sister Sun had given me. After

a while, Sister Tang returned. She looked at her watch and said,

"It's almost ten o'clock; let's go.

" Go?

Wouldn't all my efforts just now have been in vain?

I deliberately picked up my teacup and said with a smile,

"Sister Tang, the plan you told me tonight was very creative. I believe our cooperation will be a great success.

Come on, let's have a drink to wish for a successful collaboration!

" With that, I tossed my head back and downed the tea in one gulp, even turning the cup upside down to show my sincerity. Sister Tang was naturally delighted by my praise and downed hers in the same way.

I secretly rejoiced—good job! I'll do even better later!

Leaving the teahouse, I jokingly said, "

Sister Tang, it's so late, let me, your younger brother, escort you home."

Sister Tang smiled and agreed, seemingly still basking in my praise.

So we hailed a taxi and quickly arrived at Sister Tang's house.

After getting out, I pretended to be in a hurry, and Sister Tang naturally asked what was wrong. I feigned embarrassment and said I'd drunk too much water and needed to pee urgently.

Sister Tang laughed and told me to hurry to her place to relieve myself, lest I wet my pants.

This, of course, suited me perfectly.

Arriving at Sister Tang's house, I pretended to rush into the bathroom, where I made an even more exciting discovery.

In a basin in the corner, I saw Sister Tang's unwashed bra and panties.

My heart pounded as I picked up the panties. Underneath the panties covering Sister Tang's plump vulva, I saw some yellowish discharge, with faint traces of blood—Sister Tang's menstrual blood! Ah!

There were even two black, curly pubic hairs! My hands trembled uncontrollably; it was so stimulating!

I brought the panties close to my nose and began to breathe. A strong, pungent odor of a woman's genitals, mixed with the sour smell of vaginal discharge, assaulted my nostrils. My penis immediately became erect.

To calm my burning desire, I held Sister Tang's panties in one hand and began to stroke my already throbbing penis with the other. After several dozen strokes, a gush of semen shot out, finally providing temporary relief.

After quickly tidying up, I came out of the bathroom. Sister Tang was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When she saw me, she couldn't help but smile again. "Xiao Gao, go home now. Thank you so much for taking me home tonight.

" "Oh, isn't Brother Zhu home?

" I asked deliberately.

"Oh, he's on a business trip to Beijing and won't be back until next week.

" "What a stroke of luck!

" "Okay, I'll be going now. Goodbye, Sister Tang.

" I pretended to leave, bending down to tie my shoelaces by the door. I tightened and then loosened them, then tightened and loosened them again, stalling for time.

Just then, the phone rang. Sister Tang went to the phone, turned her back to me, and answered it. It was probably Brother Zhu calling. Sister Tang seemed very happy and started chatting.

Suddenly, I noticed Sister Tang's keys on the shoe cabinet to the left of the entrance. I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. While Sister Tang was still on the phone with her back to me, I quietly picked up the keys, then deliberately said loudly, "Sister Tang, I'm leaving now," and closed the door.

But I didn't leave. Instead, I pressed my ear to the door to listen for any sounds inside.

I couldn't hear anything, so I went downstairs.

After sitting in the garden for a while, an idea suddenly struck me.

About half an hour later, I took out my phone and dialed Tang Jie's number. Beep-beep-beep-beep, no one answered.

This proved the sleeping pills had taken effect; Tang Jie must be unconscious now.

My heart pounding, I crept to Tang Jie's door, took out my key, inserted it, gently turned it, pushed it open, went inside, and quietly closed the door. In the dark, I crept to Tang Jie's bedroom door, pushed it open a crack, and saw a dim red light shining through. This atmosphere was fucking perfect for making love.i=57> However, there was no one on the soft Ximengsi bed. "Strange? Where is Sister Tang?"

Just then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. It turned out that Sister Tang was taking a shower.

I quickly went to the vent under the bathroom door and saw a full and sexy body—firm breasts with cute, cherry-like nipples, curvaceous buttocks, and a slightly protruding, smooth abdomen. Of course, the most alluring part was the thick triangle at the base of her thighs—Sister Tang's pubic hair was just the right amount, evenly distributed in an inverted triangle at the junction of her thighs.

Sister Tang was starting to wash her genitals. She first gently rubbed her crotch back and forth with her hands, then turned her two thick labia apart. I saw it! Under the cover of the two thick labia, her labia minora were as red and tender as a virgin's. The tightly closed little trumpet-shaped vulva looked even more delicate under the running water. It was so beautiful.

"Just as I was watching and masturbating, Tang Jie suddenly swayed and fell to the ground. It seemed the sleeping pills from before were taking effect. After a surge of ecstasy, I quickly burst into the bathroom. The moment I touched Tang Jie's snow-white body, my heart raced, my whole body trembled, and even my teeth chattered—I was incredibly excited!

The body I could only dream of was now mine, and I could do whatever I wanted with it.

Those snow-white, plump breasts, like two bouncy balls of flesh, swayed back and forth on Tang Jie's chest as I carried her towards the bedroom, with her breasts..." Two pink nipples still had water droplets clinging to them. It was clear that Tang Jie's husband, Su Ge, rarely sucked on them, so they had largely retained their natural color and hadn't darkened, making them even more alluring.

I placed Tang Jie on the soft bed. She closed her eyes, seemingly fast asleep, with soft snores emanating from her nose. Now I could properly admire Tang Jie's naked body.

I first had her lie flat in the center of the mattress, then spread her legs into a V-shape, allowing for a clearer view of her genitals.

At the base of Tang Jie's thighs, a protruding inverted triangle covered in pubic hair rose... A pinkish slit nestled among black pubic hair, indistinct and alluring, added to the mystery and excitement.

I gently parted the thick labia majora with my right index and middle fingers, revealing the labia minora connected to them. Further in, the labia minora revealed tender, red flesh, seemingly a virgin territory untouched by a man.

Touching it, I felt small buds, and gently rubbed them with my fingers.

At this moment, the unconscious Tang Jie seemed to react; a trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from the tender pink slit, tinged with a faint reddish hue, further arousing my lust.

I couldn't care less about anything else and immediately began to use my mouth... My lips pressed against Tang Jie's vulva, the dark, curly pubic hair tickling my lips. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked inside her vagina. Tang Jie's vaginal fluid had a sour, salty taste, and perhaps some of it was Tang Jie's own natural scent—it tasted amazing.

At this moment, Tang Jie's reaction seemed even stronger; her vaginal fluid flowed more and more, its color growing increasingly red. I could already hear soft moans from Tang Jie's mouth, "Uh--oh--ha--mmm--". At this moment, I could no longer suppress the burning lust within me; I had to go all out immediately.

Within a minute, I was ready to "charge into battle," my proud 17-inch... My

8-centimeter-long penis, with a radius of about 2.3

centimeters, now proudly stands erect at the entrance of Tang Jie's vagina. The glans has turned bright red, and precum is flowing from the urethral opening.

I stand at the foot of the bed, grab Tang Jie's legs with both hands, pull them to face my penis, and then lift them up, letting her calves rest on my shoulders. This naturally opens Tang Jie's vulva, fully exposing it to my penis. The dark opening is flanked by glossy pubic hair, and a tender red slit in the middle, from which a stream of fluid constantly flows, seemingly steaming—it's mesmerizing!

With a "whoosh," I, almost drunk, plunged into Sister Tang's fleshy cave. Wow!

So

tight !

So hot!

So exciting!

Sister Tang—your plump hole—I've finally penetrated it.

It feels so good.

Sister Tang, you are truly a rare beauty.

I saw Sister Tang's two labia majora covering the base of my penis from the outside, leaving only two balls on the inside of her thighs, rhythmically slapping with my thrusts; while inside, Sister Tang's labia minora tightly gripped the middle part of my penis, wet and hot, the friction against the vaginal walls from the thrusting creating intense pleasure; further in, my glans seemed to have reached the heart of Sister Tang's flower, being held, sucked, and warmed by the stamen, and my penis seemed to be swelling, unwilling to stop here, it craved to enter a deeper realm—inside Sister Tang's uterus.

With a "whoosh," I inserted it a little further. It was there, at the cervix! I felt my swollen glans being enveloped by a warm, soft mass of flesh, which was simultaneously opening and closing, sucking and releasing—it felt incredibly good, absolutely wonderful.

Looking outside, my entire penis was now inside, leaving only Tang Jie's and my pubic hair mingled together. Her vaginal fluids, cloudy and slightly reddish, flowed from the sides of her vagina with each thrust, the red deepening over time. Her thick labia flipped in and out with each thrust, and I gradually increased the pace of my thrusts. The rhythm repeated three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one—nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one—each reaching the bottom. Sister Tang climaxed again, this was the third time. The scalding hot, lustful fluid mixed with menstrual blood sent a tingling, pleasurable sensation through my glans. Ah—I held back from ejaculating, waiting for an even more intense orgasm.

Suddenly, I noticed Sister Tang's eyes were open, staring at me in surprise at everything before her.

Her face was already flushed with the rosy glow of orgasm, and her nipples were erect and red on the peaks of her snow-white breasts.

To find out what happens next, please see the next installment.

Next episode preview:

How I raped someone who was menstruating. Tang Jie?

And how did she cleverly handle this matter, satisfying her own desires without any danger, and even "casting a long line to catch a big fish"—Tang Jie became my long-term, safe object of sexual release.

Ha!

So satisfying!

Chapter 179: The Director's Mistress

This is just one page in a long life; I hope I can continue another story in the future, and when I pass through the dawn, I will cheer for the rising sun. In my world, there is no regret; even in the moment of physical indulgence, I only feel pleasure!

At that time, I was a sophomore. I was already familiar with every corner of Xi'an, so during that summer, I chose to stay at school. There were hardly any people on campus. Occasionally, a beautiful girl would walk by with her boyfriend's shoulder, so romantic; but in my eyes, it was utterly boring.

I didn't want to go to bars, simply because I was afraid of spending my parents' money and feeling guilty. So I chose what I thought was a very smart way: I worked part-time at a bar. At that time, I was sunny and a bit wild. Although I wasn't the tall and handsome type, the bar owner was still very satisfied with me. She hired me on the spot.

Perhaps my status as a university student gave me an advantage; instead of working as a waiter, I helped the bartender mix drinks. Speaking of bartending, I actually knew nothing about it back then. Every week, many beautiful women would come into this bar. Of course, there were also many men of all kinds—handsome, ugly, weathered, and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of decadence, listlessness, and apathy). Their only commonality was that they were almost all very wealthy. This always filled me with inexplicable sadness and jealousy. Over time, I noticed a beautiful young woman who came twice a week. She came very regularly, and her seat was always the same—the very center seat by the window. It seemed no one ever took her seat, no matter how late or early she arrived.

The man next to her was probably fifty; although he was well-maintained, he couldn't hide his age and fatigue. I knew they were the most common couple in the world, and I didn't pay them any attention. My bartending skills improved—mainly because there weren't many skilled bartenders here, and it seemed my drinks tasted quite good. She often ordered a "Pink Lady" cocktail, and I specially mixed it to have a rich fruity aroma with a hint of alcohol. She seemed to like it instantly. From then on, she would always specifically ask me to mix her drinks.

One evening, she came. This time, the man didn't come, and I felt a strange excitement when she came alone. She was still sitting by the window, and unexpectedly, she called me over. I usually resisted such invitations, but I couldn't resist the alluring look in her eyes under the dim lighting. For the first time, I looked at her with my inherently lecherous gaze—she was a woman who was sexy from head to toe. Long, flowing hair, watery eyes, arched eyebrows, a small nose, and red lips partially obscured by camouflage patterns. Unlike what I had imagined, her perfume was extremely subtle, which suited my taste perfectly. Before I could even glance at her voluptuous yet slender figure, I was already a little dizzy. I only remember her telling me that she wanted the drink tonight to be a bit stronger.

When mixing the drinks, I deliberately added a little vodka and whiskey. That night, she not only drank the drinks I made, but also ordered a dozen Coronas. I knew she could hold her liquor well. Bars in Xi'an are probably quite different from those in Beijing; women there rarely go alone, usually with two or three men following them. Beautiful, sexy, and lonely, she shone brightly that night.

I noticed several well-dressed men approaching her and striking up conversations, but they quickly left. I couldn't help but feel a secret satisfaction, a sudden surge of attraction to her welling up inside me! By the time she finished her seventh bottle, she was a little drunk! The bartender gestured for me to come over—I still don't understand why he called me. "Such a beautiful night, such delicious beer, and such lovely music—if you get drunk, it would be the most beautiful mistake!"

She looked at me, and I sensed a sly smile in her eyes.

Suddenly, she seemed a little nauseous and staggered towards the door. I gently took her arm, and she stumbled at the exit. She turned her head. "How can such a sunny man not put in a little effort?"

I was angered by her sarcastic tone, so I put my hand on her waist and led her out. Undeniably, her waist was the softest and most slender of all the girls I'd met—at that moment, I felt utterly captivated, my understanding of women almost nonexistent. Her white BMW was surprisingly not parked at the entrance, and she had already started vomiting on the roadside—unlike her drinking capacity!

I gestured to the security guard at the entrance and then helped her hail a taxi. I was worried about her being alone; perhaps from that moment, I had already fallen for her, though I didn't show it at all! As soon as she got in the car, she put her arm around my shoulder, making it impossible for me to get out, so I got in too. "Yunlong Building!"

After saying those words, she seemed completely drunk, leaning her whole body against me. I felt a strange excitement and liking; before that, I had only been in contact with my ex-girlfriend, whom I had recently broken up with. Her slightly intoxicating perfume was completely different from my girlfriend's faint body scent; I couldn't say which I preferred, but at that moment, I was completely enjoying it! In my dazed state, I felt a pair of soft hands encircling my waist. To my utter dismay, she gradually slipped her hands inside my clothes; her entire body draped over me, seemingly unnoticed even by the driver. Her full, firm breasts rubbed against my sensitive nerves with the rhythm of the car, and I felt a fire burning within me.

She was already dressed fashionably and sexily, but with her leaning against me, her low-cut coat seemed even more superfluous; without realizing it, I had already seen her prominent cleavage, even her black bra—absolutely the most beautiful kind. Her sensual lips trembled slightly against my chest, her long hair gently swayed and caressed my chin, while her alluring hands moved incessantly around my waist. Was she drunk? No. I think it was I who was drunk.

The car finally stopped in front of the building. She seemed unable to get out, so I helped her out and gestured for the driver to go first. She lived on the fourth floor, and in the instant she took her keys from her small handbag, she seemed to be fully conscious. As we stepped out of the elevator, she held me tightly until the doors opened, and I felt the fire beneath me growing ever stronger. Her room wasn't large, but it was quite elegant; it had a subtle fragrance and a calming atmosphere that I appreciated. As soon as she got inside, she lay down on the sofa. I didn't know if I should leave her alone, but I wanted to give her some water first.

I found lemon tea in the refrigerator in the kitchen. I went out of the kitchen, helped her up, and fed her. But she took the lemon tea and casually tossed it to one side of the sofa. Before I could even feel angry, she pressed her hot lips against my dry ones. I only felt the rush, the fragrance, the warmth, the sweetness… In that instant, I was completely consumed by the woman's gentle scent. I couldn't help but embrace her, caressing her flowing hair, kissing her roughly, while my hands already restlessly reached into her full breasts. I was like a calf just released from its cage; my vitality, my wildness, my masculinity, and her sensuality, her fragrance, her allure, all merged together. Her full breasts became even more erect under my rapid and tense caresses, and I could even hear her soft moans.

I began kissing her ears, her hair, her nose, her cheeks, all the way to her slender white neck, her bare shoulders, and her full breasts; we both collapsed onto the sofa. At that moment, she was like a director, her rich sexual experience completely seducing and guiding me.

We began to make love wildly. The living room sofa, the mahogany floor, and her large double bed all became our battlefield of passion. I think I was completely lost in myself; I couldn't say whether it was decadence, enjoyment, madness, or excitement. But I knew that at that moment, from soul to body, I had no worries whatsoever. For two normal men and women, a romantic lovemaking session is like a gentle breeze on a musical string, always playing beautiful music.

I forgot about time, and couldn't say how quickly it passed! When we reached our second climax, dawn was just breaking. By then, we were both drenched in sweat. She gently said to me, "Carry me to the bathroom."

At that time, I didn't know she was some department head's mistress. To be honest, I didn't care about her identity at all; it seemed meaningless to me. I only remember that the bathroom was exceptionally large, as if it were designed specifically for making love. After a thorough shower, we couldn't resist making love inside. Impulsiveness and a lack of restraint are common traits among sexually active couples, and we were no exception. I must admit, even during important school games, I had never shown the passion and courage I had during this time.

Just as we were making love passionately, the bathroom door suddenly opened. "Ah!"

a voice cried out, not loud, but enough to be surprising. That cry was somewhat startling at the time, because I had never expected there to be anyone in this two-bedroom apartment, let alone a young and beautiful woman! The door closed quickly, and she was surprisingly calm. "Hehe, are you scared? It's okay, she's my sister."

She said with a teasing tone. At that moment, I didn't even think about whether she was the older or younger sister.

We had to speed things up to end our night of madness… We slept until the afternoon of the next day, and when we woke up, we were still naked and embracing, the only thing we could clearly feel was the burning heat of our bodies. After getting dressed, I left the bedroom. In the living room sat a girl about her age, equally beautiful. She turned her head and looked at me with a mocking gaze. I think my face must have been flushed, because I felt a burning heat, a heat even more intense than physical contact. “I bought you some food, and some fruit. Go wash up first!”

I only heard my stomach rumble. “Okay.”

I silently ate a little something, watched her get up, and knew it was time for me to leave! I

hadn’t seen her for several days. Tonight would be my last night working part-time at the bar. I kept glancing towards the bar entrance, unsure whether I hoped she would come or not; I didn’t know if this was an unspoken rule of our relationship. The bar was especially crowded tonight, except for her table, which was empty. Everyone who came to this bar knew that a patron they couldn’t afford to offend had booked it. It was almost midnight when she arrived; but she was accompanied by that middle-aged man (up to this point, I still didn't know his identity). I felt no jealousy, only inexplicable excitement; seeing her was perhaps the only unfulfilled desire I had at that moment. Perhaps it wasn't just me; every man in the bar felt excited upon seeing her. Many ambiguous, jealous, longing, envious, and even lecherous glances lingered on her and the others.

She was exceptionally beautiful today. A light white dress, flowing long hair, a faint perfume, full and firm breasts, and those eyes like autumn waters stirred the nerves of every man in the dimly lit bar. Even the smug-looking middle-aged man beside her seemed even more handsome and satisfied at that moment. They seemed more excited than anyone else tonight, ordering not only a dozen Coronas but also asking me to mix a few cocktails (the head bartender wasn't there). I made them a "Moulin Rouge" and a "Sensual Summer," and for some reason, I also made him a "Yellow Dynamite" (I added absinthe and vodka to it, making it very potent). Although he frequents upscale bars, I'm sure he doesn't understand the nuances of this drink—even the most skilled bartenders struggle to appreciate the subtleties of every cocktail, relying more on experience.

He was clearly quite satisfied with my mixing. As the bar entered its midnight phase, to the soft, melodious music, they were completely absorbed in their drinks, some even quite drunk, while I felt a strange sense of pleasure, and her pleasure was clearly not solely due to my affair with his lover. I was about to leave work when the bar owner called me back. She wanted me to help them get home again—looking back, I wonder if the still-attractive proprietress had deliberately arranged it. But when we saw them laughing and joking as they walked out of the bar, and her petite, beautiful figure struggling to carry a man in his forties or fifties, I couldn't help but go over and help them.

Perhaps there's an unpredictable gap between reality and imagination. The moment I helped them into the car, the guy immediately fell asleep; she turned and gave me a deep, affectionate look, and in that instant, I saw the undisguised smugness in her eyes. To be honest, my driving skills are extremely poor; I haven't even had formal driving lessons. But after 3 a.m. in Xi'an, even the bustling East Street has few cars, so I dared to drive recklessly in that guy's BMW.

She was in the passenger seat; it seemed I had deliberately separated him from her; it seemed she didn't notice, nor did she object. But when I wobbled into the parking lot beneath the Yunlong Building, I found she was already awake, staring at me with a mischievous grin. Surprisingly, I wasn't nervous at all. I opened the back door, intending to help the guy out, but he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground. I quickly gestured for her to help, and she got out and came over; however, instead of helping me, she casually wrapped her arms around my neck. I don't know what other men like me would do in that moment, but I felt a strange, erratic breathing. I could even hear my own heartbeat and hers, rapid but calm.

We quickly forgot about the guy on the ground and began kissing each other passionately. My hands, without my noticing, had somehow penetrated her sexy body. The caresses were completely different from those in bed, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, or on the sofa—a far greater stimulation and excitement. Right next to that man, in his BMW, in that garage that belonged only to the two of us, we began to make love wildly. We even kept changing positions while making love in the car, and she started moaning without restraint. I can't describe the unrestrained feeling and behavior, but it was definitely an indescribable joy, excitement, stimulation, and climax.

We kissed every inch of each other's skin, and when her sexy, rosy lips kissed my genitals, I couldn't help but moan for the first time in my life. It was an indescribable pleasure—a more intense and comfortable pleasure than relieving oneself in an emergency. Every nerve in my body tensed up with our lewd, ambiguous, crazy, and uninhibited actions. I entered her body ruthlessly and brutally; and there was only one unconscious spectator outside! I don't know how much time passed, I only remember that after a brief period of exhaustion, we helped that guy into the elevator, our clothes disheveled. The elevator at midnight was a breeding ground for sex. Although the space was cramped enough, it did not stop us from a new round of sexual assault in the elevator. I think whether it's Simon Yam or Xu Jingjiang, their exaggerated lovemaking can't compare to our frenzy at that moment. At that moment, my only worry was that the elevator might suddenly plummet to the ground floor due to our violent movements. I only remember the elevator going back and forth between the top and bottom floors seven times, until the man's groans and body twisting brought us back to reality.

(To be continued)

Chapter 180: Sneaking with Neighbor Sister Wu.

My family lives in a community in the eastern part of Dadong District, Shenyang. It's still a cluster of single-story houses. Single-story houses are rare in Shenyang now; my area is probably one of the last remaining shantytowns in the city.

I heard that in another year or two, this area will be demolished, and the government will give residents a sum of money to buy apartments directly. Most of the people in this area are eagerly awaiting the demolition, some even planning ahead, choosing an apartment building, paying a deposit, renovating, and moving in. They'll then pay the remaining balance as soon as the demolition compensation arrives.

It's true, after living in single-story houses for half their lives, who wouldn't want to enjoy a comfortable apartment?

So now, very few families live in this area of bungalows. Most houses are empty, with all belongings gone. Some are rented out to migrant workers.

My house is located at the back of the shantytown, a few rows behind which is the high wall of a factory. My location is relatively quiet, unlike the other areas which are noisy all day long; it's practically a "lucky spot" here.

The left and right sides of my house are empty, presumably because the neighbors have moved away and the houses haven't been rented out yet.

A few houses further away are still occupied, but most are empty.

It's the height of summer now. My dad has been away on a business trip for over two months, and my mom has gone to my aunt's house to discuss buying an apartment near hers. I've been living here alone for the past few days. Since the area around is basically deserted, some of my friends often come over in groups to play mahjong, cards, and drink all night.

One evening, I was drinking with some friends in a house on the right. Since these houses didn't have much furniture, the doors weren't locked. This particular house was spacious, so I chose it for our gathering.

Just as we were getting into the swing of things, a middle-aged woman walked in and shouted,

"Hey kid, what's going on here?!"

It startled us all. I looked closer and realized it was Sister Wu from the fourth house on the right.

I laughed and said,

"Sister Wu, you scared us to death! It's just a few of my classmates getting together. Would you like to join us for a drink?"

This young woman was actually 38 years old, and her child was already in the first year of junior high school. However, because she was naturally beautiful and young, and also took good care of herself, her skin was still fair and smooth even though she was almost forty. She was tall and had a hot figure; her full breasts stood out prominently under her light blue short-sleeved shirt.

She wore black silk tight-fitting trousers, which further accentuated her round buttocks and long, shapely legs. She wore a pair of white high-heeled sandals, exuding the sexy charm of a mature woman.

Sister Wu laughed and said,

"Come on, I don't drink.

Don't you know my alcohol tolerance? I

'm drunk after half a bottle.

I just couldn't sleep, so I came out for a stroll.

You guys drink slowly."

My friends, who were all flushed and slurring their words, were a little excited to see such a charming and alluring woman. They all cheered,

"Sister, come in and have a drink! Come in and have a drink!"

Sister Wu giggled and ran away.

My friend Lao Lin squinted at me and said,

"Hey buddy, you have such good stuff in your shabby bungalow? Haha!"

I nodded in agreement.

Another friend, Lao Jin, burped and slurred,

"Where does this woman live? She

's so hot! Those big tits, damn, I'd die if I could touch them!"

Yet another said,

"I got hard the moment I saw her, I almost came!"

I laughed and said,

"Are you guys serious?

But this Sister Wu is really something.

She's almost forty, and her figure is still so hot.

Once she was taking a shower in her room, and I saw her through the curtains, only her back.

That big ass, round and white, her thighs straight, a dark patch in her ass, and a fleshy mound, so damn good!"

These guys were all passionate, and after hearing this, they were all incredibly hard, and quickly said,

"Damn, really? What

else? Tell us more!

Quickly!"

I smiled and said:

"That's about it. Her husband drives a truck, often going out of town for more than half a month at a time. Her son usually stays at his grandma's, so she's always home alone. I guess she's the introverted type. Once, I went to her house to borrow a DVD and found her home alone.

To test her, I pinched her thigh as I squatted down and stood up. She was wearing a short skirt, so her upper thigh was exposed. When I pinched her leg, she recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted, looking angry and glaring at me for a long time, but thankfully she didn't curse at me.

Haha."

The others laughed and urged me to tell more amusing stories about her. I couldn't resist, so I started to say something:

"Once, more than two years ago, she was chatting with Aunt Wang next door, saying she had a problem: she was a very heavy sleeper. Once she fell asleep, she couldn't hear any sound—thunder, rain, other people talking—she was completely oblivious.

Sometimes her husband would come home from out of town in the middle of the night, open the door, take off his clothes, and get into bed without her noticing. She'd only find him when she got up to go to the bathroom."

Everyone burst into laughter. Old Jin said,

"Great!

Typical drugged and raped type!

Tonight, we're not leaving. As soon as she falls asleep, we'll all go for her, one by one, and fuck that slut!"

Everyone cheered.

I was afraid these guys would get drunk and cause trouble, so I checked my watch and it was already past ten o'clock. I forced them to leave and go home, but they were in the middle of it and refused to leave. I had to push and scare them out of the alley.

After clearing the table, I felt a bit drowsy, but it was too hot to sleep, so I cut half a watermelon and sat on the windowsill outside, eating it to sober up while watching the neon lights of the beautiful women on the rooftops of distant buildings.

As I watched, a thought suddenly popped into my head:

since Sister Wu is a heavy sleeper, her husband isn't home, and there's almost no one around, why don't I take this opportunity to go to her house…

and see?

This thought was immediately dismissed by reason; it was too dangerous!

If she found out, she might tell my mother and her husband that I tried to molest her, and that would be the end of me.

So I slapped my forehead, ate a few mouthfuls of watermelon, and prepared to go back to bed.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a door opening not far to my right. I looked up and saw a pale figure emerge from the house—it was Sister Wu, wearing only white underwear and a bra, pouring a bucket of water into the drain before going back inside.

My breathing quickened, my heart raced, and my groin began to swell.

I thought to myself:

since no one's around, I'll just peek. Even if I can't get the meat, seeing the scenery is good enough; I just need to avoid being discovered.

So, almost unconsciously, I headed towards her house.

Under her window, I crouched down and slowly approached the curtains, peering through the gaps.

Her house had a simple layout: the kitchen and bedroom were side-by-side inside the front door, separated from the living room by only one wall. The living room connected to the outside window, from which I could see the wall outside the bedroom. There was another window in that wall, its glass pane wide open, and the bedroom door was also open, allowing a clear view into the bedroom.

However, the lights were off, and she was lying on the bed, so she couldn't see anything.

I looked for a while, but saw nothing, and felt quite bored. Just as I was about to get up and go back, I heard a faint noise inside. I quickly peeked through the curtains. Her bed had its foot facing outwards, and when I got up, she was facing me directly. I saw Sister Wu sit up, first taking off her bra, then bending her legs to take off her underwear, and then lying back down.

Apparently, she was too hot and simply slept naked.

After a while, I heard her even breathing.

I felt a ticklish sensation, like being scratched by a cat. I mustered my courage and gently pushed her door, but it was bolted. I tried the window, and with a soft click, it opened a crack. It turned out the window wasn't bolted. My heart pounded. I looked at her and saw she wasn't moving. I thought, "

She said she sleeps so soundly she can't even hear thunder. I hope I'm unlucky enough to make a sound and she hears me."

I slowly pushed the window open a crack, about a foot wide, reached in to pull back the curtains, then pushed the window open halfway. I sat on the windowsill first, then slowly stepped inside. There was nothing in my way, and I easily entered the room.

The breathing inside was still even; the person was clearly not awake.

I was overjoyed. I slowly closed the window, pulled the curtains shut, and crouched down to enter the bedroom.

There was a table and a large Simmons bed in the bedroom. It seemed the couple had done their lovemaking countless times on this bed. Sister Wu was lying naked on her side, facing the wall.

Moonlight streamed into the room, faintly revealing her long hair spread across the pillow, her smooth arms, slender waist, and ample buttocks, her long legs forming a beautiful, undulating curve. I slowly approached, drawing closer to her face. She had her eyes closed, breathing evenly, clearly fast asleep.

My heart pounded, terrified she would suddenly open her eyes, wake up, and shout—that would be the end of me.

Remembering what she'd said to our neighbor, Auntie Er, I thought:

why not test her first?

So I slowly reached out and gently placed my hand on her large, exposed buttocks. Her buttocks were white and tender, soft to the touch, warm and slippery, making me tremble all over, as if electrified.

My hand remained there, frozen, my face burning, like a thief. But she remained sound asleep, seemingly unresponsive. I was pleased, but suddenly she rolled over. I nearly jumped out of my skin, thinking, "Oh no!" My first thought was to run!

I had only run a few steps when I looked back and saw Sister Wu pursing her lips, lying on her back on the bed, and actually snoring softly.

I froze on the ground, watching her for a full minute, but she remained asleep, showing no sign of waking up.

It turned out she had simply turned over in her sleep.

I slowly walked back and sat on the edge of the bed. She lay flat on the bed, her full body fully displayed before my eyes.

Her breasts stood erect on her chest, round and full, the nipples as red and tender as ripe grapes. Her slightly protruding abdomen was not like the bulge of other middle-aged women. Her crotch was dark, and I couldn't see anything, but there was a gap at the base of her two long thighs, with what looked like a small fleshy bun in the middle. I had heard that a large gap between a woman's thighs was caused by frequent sex and spreading her legs wide. My heart pounded, and I lowered my head and licked her nipple. Seeing that she didn't react, I boldly pinched her breasts with both hands and gently kneaded them. Her breasts were soft and elastic, and although they were somewhat loose and sagging, the overall feel was still very good.

Seeing that she was still fast asleep, I let loose completely and kissed her lips wantonly. Her soft breaths on my face were incredibly stimulating. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, and she let out a soft moan. I boldly swirled my tongue around in hers, greedily sucking her sweet saliva. We kissed and ate for a while, but she showed no sign of waking up.

Now I could completely unleash my inner child. I took off the only pair of shorts I was wearing, straddled her, and gently squeezed her breasts with both hands. I then played with her breasts, my penis, which was swollen like an extra-large sausage, between them. After a few dozen thrusts, I knelt between her legs, bent them apart, and buried my face in her crotch to lick her labia.

She had a lot of pubic hair, like a primeval forest, but her thick labia majora were still clearly visible to my fingers. I greedily licked and bit her mons pubis, labia majora, labia minora, and vagina, like a starving wolf that hadn't eaten for days. At that moment, I heard Sister Wu let out a soft moan. At first, I thought I had misheard, but as I licked her labia, she was definitely moaning!

Haha, I realized that although she wasn't awake, her body had naturally reacted to my flirtatious stimulation. Not only that, her vagina had also started to secrete fluid.

So what was I waiting for?

I knelt between her legs, lifted her legs and placed them on my chest, pressed my rock-hard penis against her vaginal opening, and "whoosh," I thrust it in.

Her vagina was hot, tight, and incredibly slippery. I felt like I was flying. I panted as I thrust into her vagina, and her involuntary moans grew louder and louder. Although they were just sounds like "uh-huh" and "hum-hum," they had a different kind of stimulating sensation in this environment.

I held her legs and fucked her hard. Her lower body was flowing with more and more juices. I pulled out my penis, turned her body to the side so she was lying face down on the bed, and I lay on her back, inserting my penis into her buttocks from behind.

This position has always been one of my favorite positions, allowing for deeper penetration into a woman's vagina. I grabbed the backs of her hands with both hands, slapping her buttocks with my crotch, my big penis going in and out of her vulva. My mouth wasn't idle either, gently biting her earlobe and neck. I originally wanted to try a few more positions, but this affair was just too exciting. My waist throbbed, my penis loosened, and large gushes of fresh, hot semen shot into her body.

I was covered in sweat, panting heavily as I ejaculated the last drop of semen. I quickly pulled out my penis, and the semen immediately flowed out from under her body. I grabbed a pack of tissues from the bedside table and wiped the semen off the bed. She was still lying on the bed, panting, and I couldn't tell if she was awake or still asleep. I didn't dare stay a minute longer. I grabbed my shorts, didn't even dare to put them on, and dashed out the window, closing it behind me before returning to my room to lie down.

After catching my breath, I realized I hadn't closed the curtains at her window. If she found out in the morning, she might suspect me.

So I got up and went to her window. Just as I was about to open it, I vaguely saw through the glass that Sister Wu had already sat up inside, tidying her messy hair with one hand and wiping her face with a towel. I was so frightened that I scrambled back into my room, closed the door and window, and didn't dare to breathe. I slept soundly through the night, still shaken and terrified.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, I woke up and went to wash my face at the well. The yard was still empty. As I was about to dry my face, I saw Sister Wu, wearing a white silk dress and carrying a plastic basin, walking towards the well. My heart started pounding again. I pretended nothing was wrong and continued washing my face. Sister Wu's dress fit her perfectly, highlighting her graceful figure.

She went to the tap, placed the basin under it to fill it, and glanced at me sideways.

Feeling guilty, I glanced at her nervously and then looked away.

As she combed her hair, she said casually,

"Young man, do you think my dress looks good?"

I quickly replied,

"Yes, it looks good, really good."

She then asked,

"Do you look good without clothes on?"

I almost fell to the ground. Looking up, I saw Sister Wu staring at me with her almond-shaped eyes, her gaze electrifying. I stammered,

"Sister Wu, you're so funny. Without clothes on... I...

I wouldn't dare look!"

She laughed, tossing her hair. I clearly saw two dark red lipstick marks on her neck; without a doubt, they were from where I had bitten her last night.

I lowered my head, pretending to wipe my face. She looked around to make sure no one was watching, then suddenly lowered her head and whispered to me,

"Last night was so comfortable."

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Looking up, I saw Sister Wu looking at me with seductive eyes and a smile.

I said,

"Sister Wu...

Sister...

I...

I..."

She smiled and said,

"You're so naughty. Luckily, your brother-in-law went out, and there aren't many people living in the courtyard. Otherwise, if they had seen the lipstick mark, neither of us would have been in trouble."

I blushed and said,

"Sister, it's my fault."

Sister Wu said,

"I don't blame you.

Tonight at midnight, you still came in through the window.

I'll wait for you.

You little rascal."

After saying that, she picked up the basin of water and turned to leave.

I watched her round buttocks encased in a silk dress, swaying seductively with each step, like a dream.

Back in the house, I pinched my thigh and it hurt, proving it wasn't a dream. A sweet feeling enveloped my entire body, and for a moment I felt like the happiest person in the world.

That night, needless to say, I naturally went to Sister Wu's house on time. This time was different from the day before; it was a complete fusion of our bodies, a completely unrestrained release, changing positions at will, a frenzied, almost perverse sexual intercourse, reaching orgasm together—a primal battle lasting over an hour, unforgettable for me.

These wonderful days lasted for over ten days, until Sister Wu's husband returned home, and then they moved out of the shantytown. I never dared to ask where they moved to, and I don't know.

A while later, my family also moved away. Living in a new building felt great, but years later, whenever I think of those ten days of ecstatic sexual pleasure with Sister Wu, a faint sadness always lingers in my heart.

Sometimes, when I see beautiful middle-aged women with attractive, large buttocks on the street, I can't help but think of Sister Wu's

post #181, "The Internet Changed My Libido." I

don't have much sexual experience; before marriage, I only had physical relations with one man, my first love. I'm a relatively conservative girl. At first, I only agreed to my boyfriend kissing and touching my breasts. As for that mysterious organ below my thighs that men are most eager to possess, I always stubbornly resisted, at most letting him touch it through my pants. Women are actually the easiest to fool. First, I agreed to let him touch my vulva through my pants, then I agreed to let him reach inside my pants and touch my vulva through my underwear. But when my boyfriend pulled out his hairy, large penis to tempt me, my last line of defense collapsed. He easily reached in; he not only touched it but also touched it. Finally, like all naive girls, I obediently let him pull down my underwear and accept the insertion of his thick, hard penis.

I was fucked by a man, and I naively thought that since he fucked my vulva, we would be husband and wife forever. So, I let him have sex with me again and again. In six months, he had sex with me a hundred times! He didn't marry me just because he had sex with me. When he got tired of me and had his fill of playing with me, he dumped me.

A year later, at my current workplace, I met my current husband. He was a section chief in the company, and he was captivated by my beauty. When I told him that I was no longer a virgin and had been sexually assaulted by men before, he firmly said he didn't care. He said he loved me as a person! So I married him.

Our married life was quite perfect, especially our sex life, which was very harmonious. Every night, I used all my charm to satisfy my husband. Although I wasn't very skilled in sexual techniques, I had the experience of being with my ex-boyfriend nearly a hundred times, so serving my inexperienced husband was more than enough. Every time we had sex, it ended with my husband's pleasurable moans.

The following year, I gave birth to a chubby son. A comfortable job and a cozy family life led me to the conservative notion of being a devoted wife and mother. My transformation from a typical respectable young woman into a promiscuous one stemmed from the still-popular online chat. I work in finance at my company, and besides me, there are three other women my age. I have no connections at work; I got this enviable job entirely through my own abilities. Naturally ambitious, I was determined not to let my superiors down, so I worked diligently, buried in my work all day.

My colleagues, however, would sit in front of the department's computers whenever they had free time. Seeing their focused expressions, I initially thought they were creating spreadsheets or something, but later I learned they were chatting with netizens. From them, I learned it was called QQ.

Chatting? I found their behavior unbelievable! Just exchanging words back and forth—what's the point? It's a complete waste of time!

My colleagues urged me to chat online too, saying that chatting with strange men is addictive and exciting. I refused their kind offer. I simply couldn't imagine what was so addictive or exciting about chatting with strangers!

Once, Xiao Na took three days off in a row. When she returned to work on the fourth day, her face beamed with joy. Lili and Ajiao eagerly surrounded her: "Tell us, how did it go?"

"Looks like you've got something going on?"

I was baffled, wondering what they were up to.

Although I didn't chat with them, the four of us remained very friendly, and they didn't hide anything from me. "Guess!"

Xiao Na deliberately acted mysterious. "Oh dear, we weren't hiding under your beds, how would we know what happened?"

"Good sister, don't be so envious, just tell us."

Xiao Na looked around to make sure no one else was in the finance department, then said with a smug look, "Don't rush, I'll tell you slowly. He's much more handsome than I imagined, tall and very charming. When I got off the bus, he was already waiting for me at the station."

At this point, I understood: this crazy girl must have gone to meet someone she met online. Curious, I put down my work and joined in. "He took me to a luxury hotel; it turned out he had booked the room in advance."

"Did he make a move as soon as you entered the room?"

Ajiao asked. "No, it's the first time we met. Wouldn't it be too ungentlemanly for him to start taking off a woman's pants as soon as he entered the room? We chatted for a long time before he sat down next to me."

"Didn't you see him get an erection?"

The impatient Ajiao didn't think her question was vulgar at all. "At first, he sat on the sofa, and I sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't touch me, so how could he get an erection?" "

He must have wanted to hug you when he sat down next to you,"

Lili said. "Yes! He first put his arm around my waist, and then turned my face and started kissing me."

"Wow, you're so lucky! Keep telling me."

"The rest is self-explanatory; you can all imagine it."

"No, we've told you everything, so you have to tell us the details too."

Ajiao and Lili were both persistent. Xiao Na paused, then began to recount: "He kissed me while placing his hand on my chest, caressing my breasts through my clothes. Then, he lifted my shirt, pulled up my bra, and exposed both my breasts. He gently kneaded my breasts, played with my nipples, and kept praising how full my breasts were."

"Did he suck on your nipples?"

A Jiao's eyes gleamed with lust. "Don't interrupt, let Xiao Na tell you slowly,"

Lili rolled her eyes at A Jiao. I had only intended to listen briefly before going to work, but now I couldn't move. I pulled over a chair and sat down. "What man doesn't suck on a woman's nipples? Of course he did. He pushed me down onto the bed, straddled me, and started sucking and licking, making me feel completely smitten. I felt a burning sensation in my crotch, and I was already wet. After a while, he started putting his hand inside my underwear and touching my cunt. He was so good at handling women, his fingers constantly going in and out of my cunt, making me almost scream, 'Dear brother, I can't take it anymore, come and fuck me!'" "

He stripped me naked, then started taking his own clothes off. My God, I'd never seen such a big penis, at least one and a half times the size of an average man's. He took my hand and pressed it against his penis; it was burning hot. He was very excited too; after I touched it a few times, white fluid started flowing from his penis, getting all over my fingers. Then he climbed on top of me and thrust his huge penis inside me. He was incredibly skilled, fucking me for almost an hour before ejaculating."

"Was his semen plentiful?"

Lili asked impatiently. "Yes, he ejaculated a lot, enough for three spoonfuls. He's the man who ejaculated the most I've ever seen."

Listening to Xiaona recount this steamy story, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, a burning sensation in my crotch. "So what happened next?"

I finally couldn't help but ask. Ajiao laughed loudly, "Oh, even our Wenjuan can't take it anymore? Don't you dislike chatting?"

"Disliking chatting means disliking dirty stories? You brat!"

I retorted. "You should know, this story happened because of chatting."

"Stop it, let Xiaona finish,"

Lili interrupted my bickering with Ajiao. Xiaona took a sip of water and continued. "After we finished, we cuddled together and said some intimate things. After resting for about half an hour, he suggested we come up again. I agreed, and actually, I really wanted him to fuck me again. By dark, we had sex three times in a row before going downstairs to a restaurant for dinner. We ordered a bottle of XO and drank a bit too much. Because of the effects of alcohol and sexual excitement, we didn't sleep at all that night and just enjoyed ourselves to the fullest. He was really amazing; he fucked me five more times that night, and each time he ejaculated a lot of thick semen. The next day, we spent the day exploring the city. He was very generous and bought me a lot of cosmetics. If I didn't have to rush back within three days, I would have let him cuddle me again for another night. It was so much fun; he's the most skilled and capable fucker I've ever met among all these online friends."

"What? Xiaona, you've slept with more than one online friend?"

I was surprised. "Oh, Wenjuan, you're an experienced woman, why are you being so coquettish? Just say I've slept with many online friends, right? Yes, I've slept with more than one online friend, probably six or seven."

Xiaona seemed to be deliberately tempting me. "Wenjuan, what era are we living in? Still so conservative? How many years of our most precious youth do we women have left? These days, it's okay for men to sleep with ten or eight women outside, but it's not okay for us women to have a taste of wild dicks too? A woman without a lover is worse than an old sow! Who else is like you, constantly having a man's penis between her legs and still feeling content?"

Ajiao bluntly lectured me. "Yeah, Wenjuan, to tell you the truth, including online friends, I've already slept with eleven men. In a couple of days, I'm going to sleep with a new online friend! With your looks, what kind of man can't you get? Why waste your youth and beauty!"

Even Lili, who seemed relatively quiet on the surface, made me blush when she spoke. “Sister Wenjuan, we know you have feelings for your husband, but a happy family isn’t just about these things, is it? You give birth to his children, do his laundry, cook, do housework, and even satisfy his lust at night. You’ve done your part for him. What, sleeping with a few men means you have no feelings? That’s feudal! Look at America and Italy, husbands even accompany their wives to have sex, and afterwards, they wipe their wives’ private parts with toilet paper in front of other men! If you don’t get fucked when you’re young, no one will want you when you’re old! When you’re old and faded, even if you take off your pants and let men fuck you, it’ll be difficult!”

Xiaona is younger than me and always calls me sister. "Actually, we women are born to be fucked by men, Wenjuan. Don't be silly anymore. While you're young and attractive, find a few good men to play with and get your cock kicked. What makes us women happy these days? Isn't it just bending over and letting men fuck us? What's the fun in that if you only let your husband fuck you all day? These days, which woman with a bit of looks hasn't been fucked by five, seven, six, or even eight or ten men?"

"Wenjuan, it's not too late for you to think this through. As long as you agree, we'll connect you with men, tall or short, thick or long, you can choose. We guarantee they'll all be better at fucking than your husband!"

"Right, let's get Wenjuan a QQ account too, so she can hook up with men online when she's free. Don't let her coyness fool you. Once she finds someone she likes and gets fucked by a guy she met online, it'll be hard for us to get her back."

The three of them chattered away, saying things that my husband and I had never even seen in the pornographic DVDs we'd watched. If someone hadn't come in to claim reimbursement, who knows what they would have said.

I silently returned to my seat. As I sat down, I felt a cool sensation in my crotch. God, I was wet.

That day, I couldn't concentrate on my work; my mind was racing with every word my sisters had said. Yes, they were right. For a woman, youth is fleeting. What is a woman's pleasure? Isn't it what they call being fucked by a man? I felt pleasure when my ex-boyfriend fucked me; after marriage, I felt pleasure when my husband fucked me. Doesn't that prove that being fucked by a man is pleasurable for a woman? Am I really just inherently conservative? Then why was I wet? I was wet because I was listening to other men's sex stories. When Xiaona recounted her story of having sex with an online friend, I fantasized that I was the one being fucked all night by that friend! It seems I'm just a normal woman with desires and feelings. I crave to be fucked by other men, and I long to be with ten, no, twenty, thirty men's thick cocks in my lifetime!

My heart stirred, and my vagina began to flow with sticky, lustful fluid. I changed my previous mindset; I decided to try the pleasure of being fucked by a man other than my husband.

That night, when my husband lay on top of me as usual, I felt an unprecedented excitement. It wasn't my husband's penis that aroused me, because his penis wasn't anything new to me. In the past, every time I came to orgasm from him, it was a normal physiological reaction. Women, when there are no other men's penises to play with, their husbands' penises can provide temporary satisfaction. Tonight, my excitement came from imagining my husband on top of me as a stranger.

Afterwards, my husband hugged me and asked, "Wife, why are you so wet tonight?" I wouldn't tell him the real reason: "What, don't you like it when

it's so wet? Do you even need to ask? Did you fuck me good?"

My husband often tries to arouse me by asking me to use obscene words like "fuck," "cunt," and "cock," which I always find difficult to say. But tonight, I actually said "fuck" so easily. As soon as he heard me say it, he got incredibly excited; his limp penis immediately became hard again, and he mounted me and fucked me hard once more.

He then fell asleep, snoring sweetly. I got up and went to the bathroom, squatted down, and washed away his semen. I've developed a habit of washing away the semen after sex; otherwise, I feel uncomfortable.

Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I admired my beautiful, youthful body: my breasts, full and plump like two freshly steamed buns, heavy and trembling, with round, luscious nipples like ripe cherries; my smooth, flat stomach without an ounce of fat; my full, round buttocks like two towering peaks, the deep cleft like a canyon inviting contemplation; a few fine, dark pubic hairs covering my slightly raised mons pubis; and my pink labia peeking out from between my snow-white thighs. So beautiful! No wonder my husband can never get enough of my body, never tire of playing with every crevice and valley. With such a beautiful body, am I really destined to only let my husband play with it for the rest of my life? My husband often says, "Wife, I'm so happy! Do you know how intoxicating your fair skin is? If other men saw your body, I wonder how crazy they'd go!"

Yes, God has favored me, giving me a figure that countless women envy. Since God has given me such beauty, should I just use it to satisfy my husband? No, my sisters are right. A woman's body is for men to play with, for more men to penetrate our vaginas, to give them the pleasure of intoxicating passion—that is our duty as women! This world needs men to create it, and we women are meant to serve these men who create the world with our breasts, thighs, ass, and cunts!

I can no longer waste my youth. I want to be like my sisters, open my mind, release my desires, and open my body to many men, letting them touch my breasts, suck my nipples, lick my ass, and fuck my tender cunt! While my body is still desirable to men, I want them to ejaculate into my vagina, my anus, and my mouth. Every part of my body will be bathed in men's semen.

Ajiao registered a QQ number for me and gave me the name: "Woman's Fragrance." It was a name that would make men fantasize, and I was very satisfied. Since I had basic computer skills, I quickly became proficient at QQ chatting. The first few times, I chatted under the watchful eyes of my girlfriends because they wanted to guide me. Although a few male netizens took the initiative to chat with me, they were all just polite small talk. A few netizens wanted to have deeper conversations, but with them watching, I felt uncomfortable and politely declined them.

Ajiao saw that I wasn't making any progress and got anxious: "I'm telling you, I'm not asking you to chat about ideals or life. Those are just preludes to paving the way. If you keep talking like that, all the men will run away."

"Then what should I talk about?"

"Sex. Men chat with you for one purpose: stimulation. First, they want to get verbal stimulation from us, and the ultimate goal, of course, is to get us into bed and have sex with us. Look, the other day that man asked you how big your breasts were, why didn't you tell him?"

"That would be too embarrassing,"

I said. “Hey, you’re not even face-to-face, what’s there to be embarrassed about? He dares to ask, but you’re too shy to answer? Just treat your online friend like your husband, say whatever you want. Don’t ask how big your breasts are, even if he asks how tight your vagina is, it doesn’t matter. Be brave, it’ll be really exciting.”

Ajiao looked at me with a hint of exasperation. “This stuff is way more exciting than dating. When you’re dating, you’re too shy to talk about things in depth, but chatting online is different. Don’t think it’s just men who want excitement, we women want to be excited by men too, right?”

“So what do you and your online friends talk about?”

I asked Ajiao. “It’s all about our bodies, you know. We talk about breasts, asses, their dicks, how men fuck women, and how women get fucked by men. Every time, I talk until my panties are wet.”

Encouraged by my friends, I gradually opened up. My language became bolder, but I hadn’t yet surpassed their explicit level.

The online friends I met all had one thing in common: they revealed their lustful nature after chatting for a short time. They'd say they wanted to touch my breasts or see my buttocks, and some even went so far as to say lewd things like, "Let's meet and have sex?"

While their crudeness made me blush and my heart race, it didn't really trigger a strong physical reaction in me; I rarely got wet while chatting. I'm a woman who needs to be teased slowly. Their directness and haste really made me uncomfortable. Perhaps my answers weren't satisfying enough, not stimulating enough, some of them gradually left me.

Seeing fewer and fewer friends online, I became anxious. I knew they were disappointed in me because they hadn't received enough sexual stimulation. I hated myself for being so shy. It's just saying dirty things, what's so hard about that? I secretly practiced saying the obscene things they might ask, like, "I'd love to have you fuck me," or

"I like big, thick cocks."

But when it came to actually saying it, my fingers wouldn't obey me, and I couldn't type the words I wanted to say. I hate these netizens too: Why are you all so impatient? Don't you understand that women need to be teased slowly? An introverted woman like me, once seduced by you, is not only capable of answering your lewd questions, but you might even invite me out to have sex with you. I also want to get you hard, but you have too little patience. Everything depends on fate. Since you couldn't wait and left me, don't blame me for being a bad friend. I won't actively beg them to come back.

My sisters knew I was in an awkward situation and were very anxious. They all showed me their chat logs so I could learn some practical experience. Their chat logs were all very obscene, making my heart race. Their logs did teach me a lot. To be honest, I really felt they were humiliating themselves. Although it's said that women are for men to play with, they can't just lose all their dignity in front of men. Just like Gillian Chung said to an online friend, "I'd love to lick your asshole!"

Lili told her online friend, "Come here and I'll suck your dick and even swallow your semen!"

Xiaona went even further: "Brother, piss in my mouth, I want to drink your piss!"

Now, I also want to have sex with male online friends, and I'm willing to be fucked by them over and over again, but I can't be as unreserved as they are. After all, they are men I don't have a deep relationship with. When I let men fuck me, it's only because of my physiological needs; I get the pleasure I want. But licking a man's asshole, swallowing semen, or even drinking his urine, as they say, is purely about serving a man's comfort, and I think that requires a deep emotional connection to do that. I look down on them a bit. However, I am still very grateful to them; they showed me such private things, which is enough to prove their sincerity towards me. I promised them that once I have sex with an online friend, I will tell them all the details.

Soon after, I met a new online friend whose screen name was Niulang. He was five years older than me, from another city, and worked as a salesman for a company.

Unlike those impatient online friends, he was incredibly refined, humorous, and warm-hearted. He knew exactly how to appeal to women's psychology; almost every word he said was something I wanted to hear, something I longed to hear. He never asked me a single lewd question; the most outrageous thing he said was, "Your skin must be very white and delicate."

I became infatuated with him.

The appearance of this "Cowherd" made me truly experience the magic of the internet. I used to hear people say that online chatting was addictive, but I didn't believe it. Now, I do, and I can't extricate myself. I've never seen what the Cowherd looks like, but based on our conversations, I know he's a man who can make women's hearts flutter. I no longer chat with any other men; my QQ friends list only includes this Cowherd who has me completely captivated!

We "meet" online every day, chatting for one or two hours each time. We talk about everyday things, society, life—I can't explain why I find such serious topics so enjoyable to talk about with him, something that wouldn't interest anyone else. We also talked about feelings. He said he liked me, but his language was very polite, like the sweet talk of lovers in their first love.

I was completely captivated by this strange yet familiar man. If I didn't contact him for a day, I would feel listless and unable to concentrate on anything. I remember one time, he suddenly disappeared and didn't come online on time. I waited for him all day, but he still didn't appear. Two days, three days, four days, I was almost going crazy. I didn't know what had happened to him. During those days, I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was extremely depressed. When my husband wanted to be intimate with me at night as usual, I refused him for the first time. When my husband, oblivious to the situation, put his hand inside my underwear and touched my genitals, I scolded him.

Every day, I opened QQ and waited for him to appear. I didn't want to do any work! My friends noticed my dejection and comforted me after learning what had happened. "It's okay, maybe he has something urgent. He'll be online in a few days."

"What could possibly be wrong? He always tells me in advance if he can't be online,"

I said, almost in tears. "Didn't you call him?"

my friends asked. Their question made me feel extremely remorseful: I didn't have his phone number. The guy I knew had asked for my number before, but I felt it wasn't appropriate and declined with "I'll give it to you later."

He, too, hadn't been so kind as to give me his number. He said, "I won't force you to do anything. Give me your number when you feel it's right."

I hated myself. We were friends, why was I so afraid to even give him my phone number? My sisters all complained that I was being too cautious: "Wenjuan, what can we say to you? Countless people know your phone number, why are you keeping it a secret from him? You might even give him your body in the future, but you're being stingy with your phone number."

I was filled with regret. I secretly resolved that I would give him my number proactively, without waiting for the male lead to ask again.

On the seventh day, he finally came online. My heart leaped out of my chest when the little penguin icon flashed. It turned out he had acute gastroenteritis and had been hospitalized for six days. I told him how anxious I was, saying I would die if I didn't see him again. He was deeply moved. He said he missed me every day while lying in the hospital and knew I would worry. So, as soon as he was discharged, he came to the internet cafe next to the hospital to contact me. It turned out he hadn't gone home yet! I was so excited; I hadn't expected him to care about me so much. In my excitement, I blurted out our first passionate love confession: "Brother, I love you! I want to hold you and kiss you!"

He replied with equal fervor: "My dear sister, I also want to kiss your little lips; I dream of kissing them! Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you!"

"Sis, give me your phone number, so this won't happen again,"

he said before I could even speak. "Okay, brother, here you go. Call me anytime you miss me."

He gave me his phone number as well. "Sis, I won't call randomly. You have a family, and your work environment isn't peaceful; it would cause you trouble. I won't hang up unless absolutely necessary, but I'll text you."

He was so considerate!

We officially started an online romance. We quickly started calling each other "husband" and "wife."

Chapter 182: My Dance Teacher Liu Yi.

Some say women are as mysterious as a riddle, others as hazy as a dream; some prefer the purity of a young girl, others the maturity of a young woman. In my mind, women around thirty are beautiful because they are approaching maturity. Only women with a myriad of charms are truly adorable, only women brimming with femininity are truly women. Mature women are like plump grapes, mature women are like aged wine; mature women are like a gentle spring breeze. Women in their thirties are the most understanding of romance; only women in this age group can truly be called sexy and charming. In my life's journey, it was these beautiful, mature, sexy, and charming women in their thirties who truly made me understand the most beautiful aspects of love and sex. To this day, I will never forget that they taught me what a real woman is like, and under their gentle care, I learned the true meaning of love between men and women.

That year, I had just turned eighteen and was a freshman in the Chinese Literature Department of a famous university in the provincial capital. There was a girl in my class who had just turned seventeen. She was pure, beautiful, petite, and charming. I later called her Hong. Perhaps because we were the youngest in the department, we naturally became friends. At that time, we were as innocent as mountain springs. The year we entered university coincided with the 4th National College Student Arts Festival. Perhaps the students in the school's art department were just all talk, or perhaps Hong and I had been the backbone of the arts in our respective cities and schools during high school. In any case, the student council transferred Hong and me to the performance team, and a female dance teacher helped us choreograph a duet. The female dance teacher, named Liu Yi, was in her thirties and possessed an indescribable charm. In my youthful eyes, she was beauty, she was perfection. Hong and I were deeply captivated by her understanding and appreciation of dance, and by the unparalleled elegance she exuded. She embodied a breathtaking beauty. Under her meticulous guidance, Hong and I won first prize in the 4th National College Student Arts Festival. The news caused a sensation at the school; Hong and I became the talk of the school, and many considered us a perfect match—a young man of talent and beauty, a match made in heaven.

Not long after returning to school, one afternoon, Teacher Liu invited Hong and me to her home to celebrate our success. Coincidentally, Hong's parents happened to be away on a business trip to the provincial capital that day. Hong went to visit her parents at the hotel, leaving me alone at Teacher Liu's house. Before this, all I knew was that Teacher Liu's husband was the son of a high-ranking official and had been abroad for almost two years. Teacher Liu had a teenage daughter living with her grandmother in Beijing, and Teacher Liu lived alone in a very luxurious apartment in the 1980s. That evening, I braved the biting wind and swirling snowflakes to visit Teacher Liu. After ringing the doorbell, Teacher Liu opened the door and welcomed me inside. A wave of warmth washed over me; although the wind was biting outside, the room was cozy and inviting. Entering the living room, I looked at Teacher Liu more closely. A long black swan dress hugged her shapely and voluptuous figure. Her usually flowing, black hair was styled into an elegant updo, revealing her long, ivory-white neck. A faint blush graced her cheeks, and her gentle smile was as captivating as a dream. Tonight, Teacher Liu embodied the most feminine side of herself—a breathtaking beauty that would make any man's heart flutter.

In Ms. Liu's dining room, I was treated to a delicious meal showcasing her exquisite culinary skills. I was amazed that the usually dignified and elegant Ms. Liu could cook so well. After dinner, Ms. Liu and I returned to the living room and sat on the sofa. She asked about Hong and me participating in the university arts festival. I recounted Hong's performance in Beijing in detail, and she listened attentively, occasionally bringing me coffee and fruit. Several hours passed before I knew it, and the clock struck nine. When I realized it was time to leave and got up to say goodbye, Ms. Liu pulled me back

, saying, "Jiang, don't rush, sit a little longer and chat with me." Her soft, boneless hand held mine, her face and eyes full of expectation. I sat back down without thinking. This time, Ms. Liu sat close beside me, her captivating, mature woman's unique fragrance lingering around me. Ms. Liu told me about her family, her husband and daughter, and her impressions of me and Hong. At the end, she looked at me and said, "Jiang, you are the most outstanding boy I have seen in all these years. I really like you and Hong. I...I...could you stay with me a little longer tonight?" As

she spoke, Ms. Liu lowered her head shyly. At that moment, I understood the true meaning of "stay with me." Looking at Ms. Liu's blushing cheeks and smelling the captivating fragrance of her young woman, I felt as if I were in a dream. I grabbed Teacher Liu's hand and murmured, "Teacher Liu, I...I really like you too, I..."

Before I could finish, Teacher Liu opened her arms and pulled me into her warm embrace, pressing her beautiful face tightly against mine. After a while, she pressed her rosy, sweet lips against mine, sucking them passionately. Teacher Liu was surprised to find that I didn't know how to kiss a woman. She put her clove-like tongue into my mouth, gently stirring it, while simultaneously gesturing to me. I instinctively put my tongue into Teacher Liu's mouth, stirring it in hers. We kissed passionately, lost in our own world. This was my first time kissing a woman, and it was with my most admired teacher. After what seemed like an eternity, Teacher Liu whispered in my ear, "Darling, let's go to the bedroom."

I knew what was about to happen; it was a mysterious world. Filled with longing for that mystery, I held the voluptuous Liu Yi, who was about the same height as me, in my arms and carried her into her bedroom, which was filled with feminine charm.

When I placed Teacher Liu on her large double bed, the passion aroused by her sexual desire caused a faint blush to rise on her cheeks. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, and her eyes and brows were full of tenderness and affection. She twisted her voluptuous body, her curves perfectly displayed, truly a woman with full breasts, a slender waist, and plump hips. "Jiang, come here, help me take off my skirt. Tonight, I'll teach you a skill you can't learn from books."

My hands trembled as I unzipped Liu Yi's long skirt and gently pulled it down. A beautiful young woman, almost completely naked, lay before me. Teacher Liu stretched her arms over her head, undoing her hair, revealing her plump, slender arms and dark armpit hair. Her firm breasts swayed gently under her black lace bra, her small, delicate navel nestled on her white, supple abdomen. Her thighs were full and rounded, her calves long and straight. But what captivated me most was what lay beneath her narrow black lace panties. A few stray pubic hairs, like red apricots peeking over a wall, playfully peeked out from under the panties. The streamlined outline of her vulva told me of a mysterious world I had never seen before. My blood boiled, and I felt waves of trembling through my body. Then, Teacher Liu said sweetly, "Jiang, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes, Teacher is so beautiful..."

"What are you standing there for? Come here quickly,"

Ms. Liu said in a sweet, blushing voice, pulling me to her side with her delicate, slender hand. A captivating fragrance of a mature woman wafted into my nostrils, making me feel intoxicated. In a daze, Ms. Liu removed my outer garment, leaving me only in my shorts. Wearing only shorts in front of such a stunningly beautiful woman for the first time, I felt a little embarrassed and covered my genitals with my hands. Then, Ms. Liu unhooked her black lace bra, revealing her full, perky breasts that leaped out like two white doves. Her small, pale purple nipples, set against her alabaster skin, looked like ripe grapes, exceptionally beautiful. Then, she slowly removed her exquisite black lace panties, revealing the alluring genitals of a mature, beautiful woman before me. The mysterious, dreamlike beauty of that young woman's genitals was a completely new continent for me, a boy. A thick, dark pubic hair, like a forest, formed an inverted triangle between her two plump, fair thighs, covering her slightly raised mons pubis. Her dark red, thick, and slippery labia majora were parted, revealing her pink, smooth labia minora and a slightly open vaginal opening. Separated by her narrow perineum was her small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. My

blood boiled, and I felt waves of trembling through my body. Just then, I heard Teacher Liu's sweet voice say, "Jiang, what are you looking at? Come here."

As she spoke, she reached out her delicate, slender hand and pulled me to her side. The alluring fragrance of a mature woman wafted over, and I felt intoxicated. Before I knew it, Teacher Liu had taken off my outer clothes, leaving me only in my shorts. At this moment, Ms. Liu put her hands behind her back and unhooked her black lace bra. Her full, perky breasts leaped out like two white doves, and her small, delicate, pale purple nipples looked exceptionally beautiful against her creamy skin. Then, she slowly removed her exquisite black lace panties, revealing the alluring private area of a mature and beautiful young woman before me. The mysterious and dreamlike beauty of that young woman's genitals was a new continent that I, as a boy, had never explored before. A thick, dark pubic hair, like a forest, was distributed in an inverted triangle between her two plump, fair thighs, covering her slightly raised mons pubis. Her dark red, thick, and slippery labia majora had parted, revealing her pink, smooth labia minora and a slightly open vaginal opening. Separated by her narrow perineum was her small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Gazing upon this stunningly beautiful woman, her alluring figure, and the dreamlike, mature beauty of her genitals, my penis swelled as if it were about to burst, straining against my shorts. I desperately needed a gentle place to release all the pent-up energy. At this moment, Teacher Liu could only be described as "an angel on one side, a devil on the other." Her face was flushed, a mixture of shyness, allure, lewdness, and dignity. One hand caressed her genitals, emitting faint, intermittent, intoxicating moans, while the other pulled down my shorts, revealing my penis like a drawn sword before Liu Yi—my teacher, a stunningly beautiful woman in her thirties. Seeing my erect, long, thick, and large penis, Teacher Liu exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Jiang, I never expected your little darling to be so excellent, it's truly amazing!"

She joyfully grasped my penis with her delicate hands. For the first time in eighteen years, a woman of the opposite sex, a mature and beautiful woman, had played with my penis. An electric sensation surged through my entire body. In my life, I will never forget that breathtakingly beautiful winter night when I was eighteen. Outside, it was freezing cold, the wind was biting, and snow was falling heavily; inside, it was warm and cozy, tender and gentle, with boundless spring-like beauty. I was naked with my beautiful and alluring female dance teacher, nearly ten years my senior, in her bedroom filled with boundless spring-like warmth. She gently held my penis, stroking it with loving caress; I, like a schoolboy, greedily gazed at the charming, alluring, sexy, and voluptuous body of the mature woman on the large double bed. I saw her slender, white fingers part her labia minora, her middle finger gently massaging her small, cardamom-like clitoris. From the depths of her alluring vagina, colorless fluid continuously flowed, moistening her vulva. A series of beautiful, intoxicating moans escaped from her rosy lips. Her eyes were hazy, her face flushed, her voluptuous, sensual body writhing as she spoke haltingly, "Jiang... hurry... put your penis into my vagina... I want you, Teacher will give herself to you..."

She spread her legs into an M shape, pulling me onto her boneless body. A surge of desire coursed through me, and I thrust my hard penis towards her vulva. This was my first time, my first time my penis had touched a woman's vulva. The feeling was dreamlike, indescribable. My penis touched Teacher Liu's vulva, but I couldn't penetrate her vagina. Only then did Teacher Liu realize I was a virgin. She exclaimed with delight, "Oh, Jiang, I never imagined this was your first time having sex with a woman! I… oh, I'm so surprised! Let me teach you!"

With that, Teacher Liu sat up and had me lie on my back on the bed. My erect, hard, large, thick, and long penis stood proudly like a pillar supporting the sky. Teacher Liu lovingly played with my penis, her expression as if she were looking at a rare treasure. After a while, she leaned down, her back to me, her head resting on my genitals, and lay on top of me, her plump buttocks facing my face. She actually began to kiss and lick my penis. She took my hard penis into her mouth, her rosy lips stroking it, her tongue licking the glans. A surge of heat shot from the glans, like an electric shock, throughout my entire body. Her delicate tongue licked my glans, making it tingle and feel lightheaded, as if I were ascending to heaven, waves of pleasure surging from my penis. Teacher Liu's snow-white, plump, and luscious buttocks were right in front of me, the unique fragrance of a beautiful young woman emanating from her genitals. An inexplicable impulse made me instinctively cup her full buttocks with both hands and lift my head to kiss her mature and beautiful genitals. When my lips touched her labia, her whole body trembled, and then she excitedly and intermittently taught me how to kiss her. I used the tip of my tongue to part her labia, my tongue swirling inside her slippery vagina, then I used my lips to cup and suck on her small, beautiful, erect clitoris, like a cardamom bud. My nose was on Teacher Liu's small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Teacher Liu writhed her white, plump buttocks and moaned, a colorless, odorless, transparent liquid flowing from her vagina, onto my face and into my mouth. After a while, Ms. Liu got up, squatted down facing me, and straddled me, positioning her vaginal opening directly over my erect penis. She parted her labia with one hand, and with the other, her thumb and middle finger held my penis, guiding the glans towards her mysterious, dreamlike, already moist and open vaginal opening. She slowly lowered her plump buttocks, the glans of my penis enveloped by her plump, lubricated labia, like a gentle kiss from her rosy lips. As she slowly lowered herself, my hard, thick, long, and large penis was gradually swallowed by her vagina. The inner walls of her vagina were slippery, tender, and warmly caressing my penis. The vagina of a mature woman was so wonderful. Inserted into Ms. Liu's vagina, my painfully erect penis seemed to have found its home, feeling incredibly comfortable. Gradually, her vagina swallowed my penis completely. Her plump buttocks sat entirely on my thighs, and my hard, erect, long, thick, and large penis was inserted to the root into her vagina. Her vagina was warm and inviting; deep inside, it felt as if a soft, warm mass of flesh was subtly enveloping the glans of my penis. For the first time in my life, I had experienced sexual intercourse between a man and a woman; for the first time, I had inserted my mature penis into the vagina of a mature woman. On the voluptuous body of a young, beautiful female dance teacher more than ten years my senior, in her tight, soft, smooth, and wrinkled vagina, my penis experienced its first qualitative leap, and I transformed from a virgin into a true man. Teacher Liu's body moved up and down, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, her labia majora and minora powerfully squeezing my erect penis. The glans of my penis touched that soft, warm mass of flesh deep inside her vagina with each touch, and with each touch, Teacher Liu let out a dreamlike and enchanting moan. My hands gripped Teacher Liu's plump buttocks, kneading them. Teacher Liu bounced on top of me, twisting her ample hips. After a while, she lay on top of me, her pink face pressed against mine, and asked me softly with a blushing expression, "Jiang, is this a woman?"

Before I could answer, she asked in a coquettish voice, "Do you know what we're doing?"

She pressed her face tightly against mine with a hint of shyness, twisting her body, her labia majora gripping my penis tightly. She giggled and said, "Teacher's is called a little slut, yours is called a big cock, and what we're doing now is called a big cock fucking a little slut."

Thinking of Teacher Liu's dignified and quiet demeanor during the day, I couldn't imagine such lewd words coming from her beautiful mouth. Hearing her lewd words and soft giggles, I thrust my body upwards forcefully, my penis plunging deep into Teacher Liu's vagina. Teacher Liu also swayed her plump buttocks, her smooth, wrinkled vagina powerfully stroking my thick, hard penis. Teacher Liu moaned and cried out with abandon; those sounds were truly the most beautiful music in the world, truly intoxicating. Teacher Liu twisted her body, her beautiful hair flying behind her head, her full breasts trembling with the rise and fall of her body. Her face was flushed with spring, her beautiful eyes were hazy, she was panting heavily, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. She moved her body up and down, stroking me dozens of times, then straddled me, twisting her plump, white buttocks, so that my penis was fully inside her vagina, the glans grinding against her clitoris. Our moans of pleasure mingled together, filling the room with a vibrant, passionate atmosphere. A stream of colorless, transparent fluid slowly flowed from deep within her vagina, making our genitals slippery and sticky. As Ms. Liu moved and twisted her hips on top of me, it made a "sizzling" sound. Ms. Liu's vagina tightly enveloped my penis, her labia majora gripping it tightly, stroking it powerfully. The pleasure I felt inside the beautiful young woman's vagina spread throughout my body; I trembled all over, my penis feeling as if it were being electrocuted, a tingling, numbing sensation traveling from my spine to every part of my body. At this moment, a surge of heat welled up from deep within Teacher Liu's vagina, powerfully stimulating the head of my penis. Simultaneously, Teacher Liu increased the speed of her thrusting, her moans rising in volume: "Ah...ah...ah...my little cunt feels so good being fucked by this big cock...this big cock is fucking me so well...ah..."

I also felt a tingling sensation from my tailbone, an unknown force involuntarily thrusting my lower body upwards, while I moaned loudly: "Ah...Teacher...fucking Teacher Liu's little cunt is so good...ah..."

Amidst our loud moans, a tingling sensation emanated from my central nervous system, stimulating the base of my penis. A surge of heat, uncontrollable, shot out rapidly and powerfully from the base of my penis, forcefully spraying into Teacher Liu's vagina, impacting the soft, warm flesh deep within her vagina. My body convulsed, my penis thrusting powerfully inside Teacher Liu's vagina; Teacher Liu's body trembled incessantly, her vaginal walls and labia minora contracting forcefully, gripping my penis. Hot fluid gushed and surged within Teacher Liu's mysterious, dreamlike, beautiful, and mature vagina, and I ejaculated my first semen inside. The beautiful, alluring, sexy, and seductive dance teacher, more than ten years her senior, fully received the baptism of love from her prized student… After

what seemed like an eternity, we gradually calmed down from the climax of intercourse, our excited emotions subsiding. Teacher Liu lay on top of me, gently kissing my face, my eyes, my lips, her eyes and brows filled with tenderness and affection. It was clearly the affection of an older sister for her younger brother; there was no trace of the wanton, wanton, and seductive beautiful young woman from before. A blush graced her delicate, fair cheeks. Teaching her young student to make love was indeed a thrilling yet embarrassing experience. My penis was still inside Teacher Liu's vagina, her labia still tightly closed.

"Jiang, I really didn't expect this to be your first time. Maybe I'm wrong, but I like you so much, I can't bear the torment of desire. You may think I'm a bad woman, but believe it or not, you are my first love outside of marriage,"

Teacher Liu said softly, her face flushed. "I'm more than ten years older than you, but I don't want anything from you, I just hope you'll remember me. All these years, I've lived alone, always hoping for someone like me to soothe my lonely heart. Heaven has eyes, and you appeared in my life after so many years of ordinariness. It wasn't just your handsome appearance that attracted me, but more importantly, the unique temperament you exude. Your knowledge and talent deeply attracted me. Alas, why does fate play such tricks on us? We are more than ten years apart, why didn't I have you when I was young?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in Teacher Liu's beautiful eyes. Deeply moved by Teacher Liu's heartfelt words, I embraced her voluptuous body, kissed her beautiful face, and kissed away the tears clinging to her cheeks. I whispered, "Teacher Liu, I'm so happy. You may not know that you are one of my most admired teachers. I never dreamed I would have such a wonderful, enchanting, and unforgettable night. I love you, Teacher Liu. I will never forget this enchanting night. You taught me things through your body and example that I could never learn from books."

At this moment, my penis had completely softened and slid out of her vagina. Teacher Liu was still lying on top of me. Hearing my words, she blushed with embarrassment, let out a soft moan, buried her head in my chest, and giggled softly. After a long while, she said in a sweet voice, "Jiang..." "You really know how to please women. Sigh, after today's experience, don't call me 'teacher' anymore. Hearing you call me 'teacher' when we're together like this makes my skin crawl."

Looking at her shy expression, I felt a strange urge. I reached for her plump, white buttocks and squeezed them hard, saying, "I'll call you 'teacher' then, it's more exciting, more passionate."

Liu Yi, aroused by my touch, kissed me passionately, saying, "You little rascal, you're so lovely. I really want to be with you like this forever. I can't let you call me 'teacher' for nothing. I'll teach you the secrets of lovemaking, so you not only have the looks and knowledge to conquer women, but also the skills to conquer them in bed."

Teacher Liu hugged me tightly, her firm, full breasts pressed against my chest. After a while, Teacher Liu said, "Jiang, let's go to the bathroom to wash up."

She then got off me. Looking at Teacher Liu's smooth, fair skin and her full, healthy figure, I felt incredibly happy. Seeing a beautiful woman is a pleasure, but seeing a naked beauty is an even greater pleasure. Her firm, round breasts, slender, supple waist—despite having given birth, Teacher Liu's abdomen was completely free of excess fat, as smooth and glossy as a virgin's. Her plump, fleshy buttocks, long, straight legs, and the thick, soft pubic hair between them, along with her smooth, full labia. Teacher Liu's vagina was wet. She swayed her hips, her plump buttocks bobbing. She hugged my shoulders, and I put my arm around her waist as we walked into the bathroom. We sat in the large bathtub, and Teacher Liu washed my entire body with her delicate hands. My hands also caressed and stroked her full body. But our hands mostly played with each other's genitals. Ms. Liu carefully washed my penis and scrotum until they were spotless, then gently stroked them with her delicate hands. My limp penis gradually hardened in her hands. At Ms. Liu's prompting, I also washed her genitals thoroughly. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and gently stirred them. Ms. Liu writhed and giggled. I used my fingers, coated with shower gel, to thrust in and out of her slippery vagina. Ms. Liu smiled and said, "You're a quick learner, a true student. But there's still one place you haven't washed for me."

As she spoke, she pulled my fingers out of her vagina, gently tracing the lush greenery of her perineum, finally stopping at her anus. Her anus was so small and tight, it felt wonderful to touch. She twisted her body, her mouth close to my ear, her face flushed, and said in a sweet voice, "Jiang, this place is also a place to play. Help me wash it, and we'll have a good time."

I dipped my fingers in shower gel and gently massaged Teacher Liu's anus. Under Teacher Liu's guidance, my index finger slowly and gently probed into her anus. Teacher Liu's anus was very tight, the sphincter muscles tightly wrapped around my finger. Teacher Liu's eyes were languid, and she made a series of intoxicating moans. My finger was completely inserted into Teacher Liu's anus. Teacher Liu twisted her plump buttocks, and my finger moved in and out of her anus. The shower gel acted as a lubricant, and gradually her anus relaxed, and my finger could go in and out freely. In the large bathtub, I held the plump and beautiful Teacher Liu in my arms and washed her anus clean inside and out with water.

We emerged from the bathtub and embraced tightly. I kissed Teacher Liu, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and swirling it around. She sucked on it with her rosy, sweet lips, my erect, hard penis resting on her soft, flat stomach. Teacher Liu lifted one leg and wrapped it around my waist, positioning her vaginal opening directly against my erect penis. I held her plump buttocks and thrust forward, her body following suit. With a soft "plop," and a soft cry from Teacher Liu, my penis once again plunged into her dreamlike, beautiful, and mysterious vagina. Teacher Liu clung tightly to my shoulders, thrusting her lower body forward forcefully. I held her slender waist with one hand and her plump buttocks with the other, my penis pumping in and out of her vagina. The tight, wrinkled walls of her vagina gripped my penis, her labia majora tightly enveloping it. Our tongues collided and intertwined. I hugged Ms. Liu's plump buttocks tightly, and she wrapped her full arms around my neck, her shapely legs around my waist, her vagina tightly enveloping my penis, her long black hair fluttering behind her head with the thrusts of my penis. Her face was flushed, and she was panting heavily, saying intermittently, "Oh... my little husband, my darling, I love you, your big cock fucking my little cunt... oh..."

I embraced Ms. Liu's plump buttocks, her long legs tightly wrapped around my waist, my penis deeply inserted into her vagina, her vaginal opening tightly gripping my penis. I held Ms. Liu in my arms, my penis inside her vagina, and left the bathroom, going to the living room. I placed her on the sofa, stood beside it, put Ms. Liu's legs on my shoulders, pressed my body against hers, and deeply inserted my penis into her vagina, swaying my hips. My penis ground inside Ms. Liu's vagina, the glans touching the soft, warm flesh at the end of her vagina. Ms. Liu's eyes were glazed, her face flushed, panting heavily, moaning softly.

“Oh…Jiang, my darling, my sweet little husband, your big cock is killing me…oh…fuck me harder…oh…”

“Teacher…my sweet, sexy teacher…your beautiful, sexy cunt is stroking my cock so beautifully…I want to fuck you…oh…fuck you to death…oh…”

Teacher Liu stood up, my penis slid out of her vagina, she lay on the sofa, sticking out her plump buttocks, revealing her beautiful vulva, her labia majora were engorged and parted, her labia minora had turned deep pink, her clitoris was erect, and her dark purple, chrysanthemum-bud-like anus was particularly alluring against the backdrop of her white, plump buttocks. “Jiang, come on,”

Teacher Liu said in a sweet voice, one hand on the sofa, the other touching her wet vulva, “put your cock in from behind.” "

I held her snow-white, plump buttocks with my hand, my hard penis touching her vulva, eliciting bursts of giggles from her. She twisted her body, swaying her hips, one hand grasping my penis, rubbing the glans against her erect, small, budding clitoris, while she let out seductive moans: 'Oh... my darling... your big cock is so... oh... I'll teach you, put your big cock into teacher's cunt from behind, that's called 'doggy style'... oh... yes, just like that... hard... oh... thrust harder... my dear little husband... your big cock is making me dizzy... teacher feels so good being fucked by your big cock... oh...'"

Old Liu The teacher guided my penis as it entered her vagina from behind. My body slammed against her plump buttocks, my penis thrusting in and out of her tight, slippery vagina. I held her buttocks, my lower abdomen bumping against Teacher Liu's snow-white buttocks. With each thrust, the glans of my penis struck the soft, warm flesh deep inside her vagina. Her labia minora, like vibrant flower petals, fluttered with each thrust. My arms encircled her supple waist, one hand caressing her already erect, small, bud-like clitoris, my fingers gently massaging it with the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. Teacher Liu's hand also touched my scrotum, gently rubbing it with her fingers. She squeezed it. She twisted her body, swaying her plump buttocks, moaning ecstatically, "Oh...it feels so good to have my cunt fucked by my big cock...oh...darling...it feels so good to have your big cock inside me...oh...oh...fuck me harder...oh...oh...oh...oh..."

After a while, Teacher Liu lay back down on the floor, her two snow-white, plump, and slender legs spread wide and raised high. I lay on her boneless body, rubbing my hard penis against her vaginal opening, glistening with the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina, rubbing against her labia minora, her clitoris, and her vaginal opening. "Oh...you little rascal...it feels so good..." "...Quickly, put your big cock into the teacher's cunt...oh...fuck me hard...oh...quickly, put your big cock in...oh..."

Teacher Liu cried out wantonly, thrusting her buttocks upwards. One hand held my hard penis, aiming it at her overflowing, wet vaginal opening. The other hand wrapped around my back and pressed down. With a "whoosh," my penis slid into her vagina again. My chest pressed tightly against Teacher Liu's snow-white, firm breasts, squeezing from side to side and back to front, while simultaneously lifting and pressing my buttocks up and down, speeding up the thrusting of my penis in her vagina. Teacher Liu twisted her body, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, occasionally giving me pointers on sexual techniques. He would make me insert my penis all the way into her vagina, twisting my hips, the large glans buried deep inside, grinding against the soft, warm flesh of her vagina; then he would make me pull my penis out, leaving only the glans inside the vaginal opening, and then forcefully thrust it back in… The sofa, the coffee table, the dining table, the dining chair… everywhere became our battleground for lovemaking. In Teacher Liu's vagina, my penis thrust in and out for nearly an hour, until Teacher Liu was completely exhausted, her body weak, her juices flowing freely, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Finally, amidst Teacher Liu's ecstatic cries, I forcefully ejaculated into her vagina, powerfully pounding her… Our uterus.

Exhausted, we lay on the large double bed, embracing each other and gazing at each other happily. Teacher Liu told me about her first time on her wedding night, how she felt when her husband's penis entered her vagina, and how she endured the loneliness and helplessness of being alone for years after her husband went abroad, often watching pornography to pass those agonizing long nights. She spoke of this snowy night when she first had an affair with a student more than ten years younger than her, as if it were another wedding night. I held Teacher Liu in my arms, kissing her; her voluptuous and beautiful figure was the embodiment of beauty in my eyes. Teacher Liu's hand gently held my penis. My hands roamed and teased Ms. Liu's genitals. After a while, Ms. Liu got up, turned her back to me, and lay on top of me, burying her head between my legs to kiss and caress my penis. Her snow-white, plump buttocks were raised in front of my face, and Ms. Liu's small mouth took my still limp penis, which had just ejaculated, into her mouth, sucking and licking it, while her hands gently kneaded my scrotum. I held Ms. Liu's white, tender, and plump buttocks and kissed and licked her genitals, my tongue parting her labia majora and minora, probing into her vagina, stirring, and using my lips to wrap around and suck on her small clitoris. My penis became hard from Ms. Liu's licking and caressing, and Ms. Liu took it entirely into her mouth. I felt the glans of my penis... My head was already touching Teacher Liu's throat, her small, rosy lips enveloping my hard penis. I held Teacher Liu's snow-white, smooth, and plump buttocks, my tongue swirling inside her vagina, my nose resting on her small, beautiful, pale purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Teacher Liu's vaginal fluids flowed, dripping into my mouth and onto my face. My tongue licked Teacher Liu's perineum, then kissed and licked her small, beautiful, pale purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Teacher Liu giggled as I kissed and licked her, letting my tongue kiss and lick inside and outside her anus. Finally, she couldn't resist any longer, giggling as she begged me to insert my penis into her anus.

Teacher Liu knelt on the bed, her plump buttocks raised high, her legs spread wide, revealing her anus, which I had kissed and licked until it was wet. Against the backdrop of her snow-white, smooth, full buttocks, her pale purple anus looked exceptionally beautiful and alluring. I couldn't resist lying down on Teacher Liu's plump buttocks again to kiss and lick that delicate anus. After a while, I knelt behind Teacher Liu, one hand supporting her round, plump buttocks, the other supporting my erect, hard penis. I aimed the glans at Teacher Liu's delicate, beautiful anus, like a chrysanthemum bud, and slowly... My saliva, which coated her anus, acted as a lubricant, allowing my glans to enter her narrow, tight anus with relatively little effort. The anus is different from the vagina; the sphincter muscles gripped my penis tightly. Ms. Liu twisted her hips, urging me to push my penis further in. I gently thrust in and out, my penis gradually extending into Ms. Liu's anus. Gradually, her anus became slippery, and my penis was fully inserted, all the way to the root. As I thrust, Ms. Liu twisted her body, her hair flying, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Her sphincter muscles contracted rhythmically, gripping my penis tightly.

"Ah… this big cock is fucking my ass so good… harder… harder…"

Ms. Liu cried out ecstatically. Ms. Liu's anus was completely lubricated, allowing my penis to thrust freely inside. The gripping of her anal sphincter muscles was a unique and pleasurable sensation.

"Teacher, I never knew you could fuck an anus! There are so many places to play with on a woman's body."

"Yes, there are plenty of places to play with on my body. I'm willing to teach you. Whenever you want to play, I'll play with you. However you want to play, I'll play with you however you want."

My penis thrust in and out of Teacher Liu's anus, her fingers gently kneading my scrotum. Inside her anus, my penis was being stroked by her anal sphincter. After thrusting for a long time, I finally ejaculated into her anus.

After washing up in the bathroom, Teacher Liu and I lay on the bed, embracing. She held me in her arms, my lips kissing her nipples, my hands kneading her plump buttocks. Her hands gently stroked my penis, telling me she would train me to be a sex expert that women would love, honing my sexual skills to perfection. She held me, teaching me how to flirt with women, how to kiss women, how to make love with women; how to do it with virgins, how to do it with married women. As she spoke and demonstrated, my penis became hard again, and I thrust it into Ms. Liu's vagina once more. That night, my penis thrust in and out of Ms. Liu's mouth, vagina, and anus several times. Finally, Ms. Liu held me in her voluptuous arms, my penis still inside her vagina, and we drifted off to sleep sweetly.

I don't know when, but I woke up to find it was already broad daylight. When I opened my eyes, Ms. Liu was no longer beside me. I put on my pajamas and left the bedroom. I heard sounds coming from the kitchen, so I went in and saw Ms. Liu preparing breakfast in her pajamas. Looking at Ms. Liu's alluring figure, remembering the sweetness and madness of the previous night, looking at her slender waist and round, full buttocks, my penis slowly hardened. I went over and hugged Ms. Liu from behind. Ms. Liu turned around, smiled gently at me, kissed me, and then turned back to continue her work. My hard penis pressed against Ms. Liu's soft buttocks through her pajamas. I reached inside her pajamas—ah, Ms. Liu wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas! My hand reached towards her groin, my fingers probing inside her vagina, gently stirring and massaging her clitoris. At first, Ms. Liu just chuckled softly, but later, her vagina gradually became wet. Her hand slowly stopped, and she braced herself on the operating table, panting softly. I lifted the hem of her nightgown; here, Ms. Liu's legs were already parted. I inserted my hard penis into her vagina, and with a "whoosh," my penis slid in all the way to the hilt. Ms. Liu let out a soft cry, her vagina tightly gripping my penis. I held Ms. Liu's plump buttocks with both hands and thrust my penis forcefully, my scrotum slapping against her mons pubis with each stroke. Ms. Liu initially braced herself on the operating table, but later, I fucked her until she was lying on the table, panting heavily. Here, our nightgowns were already on the floor. In the restaurant, Ms. Liu and I lay naked on the counter. My penis was thrusting in and out of her warm, wrinkled vagina; her vagina tightly enveloped my thick, hard penis, her labia majora and minora powerfully stroking it. After a while, I picked Ms. Liu up and placed her on the table, letting her lie on her back. Ms. Liu spread her legs, and I stood between them, my penis deeply inserted into her vagina, thrusting in and out nine times shallowly and once deeply. At this moment, Ms. Liu's eyes were hazy, she was panting heavily, her face was flushed, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. Her vagina overflowed with passionate fluids, wetting our genitals and flowing onto the table.

At Ms. Liu's prompting, I sat on the dining chair, and Ms. Liu straddled me. I held her slender waist with one hand and her plump buttocks with the other. My thick, long penis thrust upwards into Ms. Liu's vagina from below. Ms. Liu arched her body back, bouncing, her warm, folded vagina tightly gripping and stroking my penis. As I thrust upwards, I took Ms. Liu's beautiful nipples, like ripe grapes, into my mouth, gently sucking and licking them, kissing and licking her full breasts. Ms. Liu's long, black hair flowed behind her head like a dark brown waterfall. By this time, breakfast was ready, and I showed no signs of ejaculating. Ms. Liu got off me and brought the breakfast to the table. I pulled Ms. Liu to my side and had her sit on my lap. Ms. Liu was as gentle as a wife, her plump, soft buttocks resting on my thighs as she fed me bite by bite, sometimes even feeding me mouth-to-mouth. She said she was already a married woman, and her affair with her beloved student was due to an uncontrollable surge of lust and an insatiable thirst for sex. She wanted to transform a student nearly ten years younger than her from a virgin into a real man, using her mature and beautiful body to provide him with sexual enlightenment and instruction. As she spoke, she spread her legs and inserted my penis into her vagina. Teacher Liu told me she had already reported me for violating the rules! Hong would be coming to Teacher Liu's house that night, and she would let me experience the different flavors of a virgin and a married woman. That day, I slept all day, fully rested. When I woke up, it was already evening. I went out of the bedroom, and Hong was already chatting with Teacher Liu in the living room. Seeing me come out, Hong blushed slightly and said, "You're so shameless! You slept all day and only just woke up now."

Looking at her charmingly innocent expression, my heart warmed, and I said with a grin, "I was just waiting for you, sleeping so I could be well-rested for you."

Hong blushed again, glared at me, then lowered her eyes and said reproachfully, "Who asked you to wait?"

Teacher Liu laughed and said, "Alright, stop bickering. You two are truly 'enemies who are destined to meet.'"

Hong and I are both top students in the Chinese Literature Department; how could we not know that this was a famous line from *Dream of the Red Chamber*? We exchanged a knowing glance, feeling a sweet warmth in our hearts.

After dinner, we sat in the living room chatting. After a while, Teacher Liu and Hong went to the bathroom to shower. After they came out, I went in to shower too. When I came out, Teacher Liu was no longer in the room. Hong was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, looking at Teacher Liu's photo album. When she saw me come out, she was startled at first, then blushed with embarrassment. I was captivated by her charming demeanor. I walked closer to her, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nose.

"What are you looking at?"

I asked her, trying to make conversation, and sat down beside her.

Hong's face turned bright red, and she didn't know how to answer. When I looked, I saw that they were all photos of Teacher Liu, some of her alone, and some of her making love with her husband. No wonder Hong was so nervous. I knew that Teacher Liu had deliberately arranged this, so I said, "Shall we look at it together?"

Hong glanced at me shyly, pushed the album towards me, and we sat side by side on the sofa to look at Teacher Liu's photo album together.

I reached out and put my arm around Hong's slender waist, pressing my face against her beautiful face. Hong's face was hot, and I whispered, "Hong, do you like me?"

"...Do you...like me?"

Hong asked back.

I hugged her tightly: "What do you think?"

She nestled in my arms like a little bird, shyly murmuring, "Jiang, I've liked you since the first day I saw you. Maybe this is what 'love at first sight' is."

I kissed her face, flushed with shyness like a spring flower, and murmured, "Me too, I've searched for her a thousand times in my dreams, only to find her unexpectedly in the dim light."

I kissed her sweet little mouth, and we kissed back. The love between the young man and woman, aroused by Teacher Liu, blossomed like spring grass. Our tongues swirled and intertwined in each other's mouths. The room was warm; we were only wearing shirts and trousers after our showers. Through the thin fabric, I felt Hong's body heat. Slowly, I slipped my hand inside her shirt, and Hong half-heartedly allowed me to put my hand inside her braless top, which she hadn't been wearing after her shower.

When my hand touched her firm, perky breasts, Hong trembled, her body nestled tightly in my arms. I held her firm breasts in my hands, gently kneading them. Hong was truly aroused; her girlish desire had been ignited by my caresses. She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, letting me caress her. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

On Teacher Liu's bed, I slowly removed Hong's top. Hong's face flushed crimson with embarrassment, her eyes tightly closed, unable to look at me. The girl's fair body was before me, as pure as jade, as clear as a mountain spring. Ah, these were the breasts of a young girl. Though not as full as Teacher Liu's, they were just as round and perky, yet firmer and more resilient than Teacher Liu's mature breasts. I lay on top of her, kissing her snow-white neck, her velvety smooth breasts, and her firm, perky, round breasts. I suckled at her cherry-like nipple with my mouth, while my other hand kneaded her other breast. Hong trembled all over, twisting her body restlessly, her face flushing. She reached out her delicate hand and gently stroked my head. I slowly pulled off her underwear, and a young girl's naked body was fully revealed before my eyes. Unlike Teacher Liu's maturity, beauty, and voluptuousness, Hong possessed a unique charm—petite and delicate, yet rounded and alluring. Compared to Teacher Liu's thick, black pubic hair, Hong's pubic hair was sparser and lighter, like lush grass gently covering her slightly raised mons pubis. Her labia tightly concealed the vaginal opening—unlike Teacher Liu, whose labia minora were slightly parted, clearly revealing the vaginal opening. Her small anus was tight and compact, like a red chrysanthemum bud, exceptionally alluring and beautiful against the backdrop of her snow-white buttocks. I was captivated by the exquisite beauty of nature's creation. I buried my face between Hong's legs, pressing against the virgin's vulva, deeply inhaling its alluring and intoxicating fragrance. Hong's vulva was warm, her fluffy, soft pubic hair brushing against my face. I couldn't resist kissing her—a young girl's vulva. When my lips touched her labia, Hong's body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I kissed her rosy, smooth, and plump labia majora, licking them with the tip of my tongue, parting them to kiss her bright red labia minora. Hong twisted her delicate body, panting, putting one hand in her mouth, gently biting it, suppressing any cries. Her bright red labia minora became engorged and slippery with sexual arousal. I parted her labia minora with the tip of my tongue to lick her vaginal opening. Because of her hymen, Hong's vaginal opening wasn't like Teacher Liu's, where the tongue could freely enter and exit. A ring blocked the opening, preventing my tongue from moving forward. At this moment, Hong's vagina secreted slippery, lustful fluid. Ah, this was the love fluid of a young girl, the nectar deep within a virgin's vagina. My tongue and lips were covered with this thick, sweet nectar of a young girl. I licked her small, beautiful clitoris with the tip of my tongue, sucking it with my lips. Hong was now panting heavily from my kisses and licks, letting out alluring moans: "Oh, Jiang, no... oh... oh... I..."

At this moment, my penis was already hard and erect. I took off my clothes, lay on top of Hong, and spread her legs apart. My hard penis pressed against Hong's vulva. Hong instinctively closed her legs, but I forcefully spread them apart again, one hand... I parted her labia, revealing the alluring opening of her vagina; with my other hand guiding my hard penis, I aimed the glans at her moist, slippery vaginal opening and inserted it. When the glans touched Hong's vaginal opening, she slightly opened her eyes, looking at me with tender affection and shyness, then closed her eyes again, whispering, "Jiang, I love you, but I... I've never done this before... You, you have to be gentle, slower... okay?"

Her face was flushed, infinitely shy.

I kissed her passionately, saying, "Don't be afraid, I will be slow and gentle, so you can enjoy pleasure and happiness."

The glans of my penis was already covered in the love fluid secreted from her vagina, and I slowly inserted it into Hong's vagina. The virgin's vagina was tight, and Hong frowned slightly. I gently pushed my penis inward, the smooth glans touching her hymen. I slowly and forcefully thrust my penis deeper into her vagina, Hong frowning, enduring the pain of her first intercourse. The hymen tightly gripped the head of my penis. I thrust forward forcefully, and with a cry of "Ouch!" Hong cried out in pain as my penis broke through the hymen, penetrating deep into the girl's vagina.

"Ah! Jiang, it hurts, stop! Stop!"

Tears streamed from Hong's tightly closed eyes.

I lay on top of her, my penis inside her vagina, motionless. I embraced her, kissed away her tears, caressed her, and comforted her: "Hong, don't be afraid, I'll take it slowly, relax, yes, relax, I won't hurt you."

I slowly and gently thrust my penis in and out of her vagina. The girl's vagina tightly enveloped my large penis, the wrinkled inner walls rubbing against it. Hong gradually calmed down, her delicate body trembling with each thrust. From the pain of her first intercourse, she gradually felt pleasure and happiness. Her beautiful eyes opened slightly, her gaze hazy, as if in a dream. I gradually increased the speed of my thrusting, my penis fully inserted into Hong's vagina, the glans repeatedly touching the soft, almost imperceptible flesh at the end. Hong's eyes were glazed over, she was panting heavily, covered in fragrant sweat, her face flushed. A virgin's vagina is tight; compared to Teacher Liu's vagina, Hong's vagina was much tighter. Her bright red labia minora gripped my penis tightly, the wrinkled vaginal walls enveloping and stroking it. More love juice flowed from deep within Hong's vagina, our pubic hair clung together, and with each powerful thrust of my penis, my scrotum slapped against her perineum. Hong moaned with pleasure, a warm current surging from deep within her vagina, impacting the glans of my penis. I thrust forcefully, a tingling sensation spreading from the glans like lightning throughout my body, and a powerful ejaculation of semen shot into Hong's virgin vagina.

After a while, we both calmed down from our passion. My penis gradually softened and slipped out of Hong's vagina. Hong asked me to get her snow-white silk handkerchief to wipe the traces of blood on her genitals and my penis. Those specks of virgin blood looked like bright red peach blossoms on the white silk handkerchief. At this moment, Hong's vaginal opening was bright red, as beautiful as peach blossoms after the rain. I hugged her and kissed her. Hong nestled in my arms like a little bird, her eyes glistening with tears. That year, I was eighteen years old, and Hong was seventeen. (10-11,

Chapter 183: I tutored a young woman .

I was very good at English and tutored people in college.

One day, my cousin called me and asked me to tutor one of her colleagues.

On Saturday, I went to the address she gave me. The young woman who opened the door was as elegant as a lilac flower. My heart started racing.)

Her name was Ru Ying. Her husband had been in the US for six months, and she asked me to help her fill out a visa form. It was a piece of cake. After I finished, she offered me an apple.

While she was peeling the apple, I glanced at her a few more times. I really envied her husband; he'd married a stunning beauty—long, jet-black hair, slender legs, and a high bust. She was the kind of woman who would turn heads on the street.

After finishing the apple, I left.

Two weeks later, my cousin called again, asking me to go to Ru Ying's house, saying she needed to see me.

I was quite excited.

When I got there, I learned that she had been rejected. At that time, it took six months to get a second visa after the initial application. I could tell she was quite disappointed. She told me she wanted me to tutor her in English, once a week. I agreed without hesitation.

Her English foundation was relatively weak; she graduated from a vocational school, was from Qingdao, and was 27 years old. Her husband was pursuing a PhD at the University of Maryland.

I told her that if she wanted to improve her listening skills, she needed to watch original films. She suggested we watch films one week and practice speaking the next.

Initially, I had no ulterior motives towards her.

Her apartment was quite small, so we started by watching in the living room.

One time, while using the bathroom, I saw a black lace bra and panties hanging on a hook and immediately became aroused. That night, I masturbated in

my dorm thinking about her. I was responsible for choosing the films, which was quite difficult. She didn't like action films; she preferred slow-paced art films. I would stop the film after each segment and explain what it was about. She was very surprised by my listening comprehension; she told me she learned very quickly.

Keep in mind, before I tutored her, I watched the films myself, took many notes, and improved quite a bit myself.

One time when I visited, I noticed she was in a bad mood. I asked her what was wrong and learned she had argued with her husband.

She called her husband, but a woman answered. She asked him what that woman was doing in his dorm so late. Her husband stammered. I could tell she wasn't in the mood to study, so I said I was leaving. She asked me to keep her company and chat. We talked for a long time that day. She told me a lot, how her husband pursued her. I could tell she needed a listener; she was so lonely.

I thought if she weren't married, maybe I would have pursued her.

It was very late, so I left. The next day, I received a text message from her: "Thank you." It warmed my heart.

I borrowed a copy of *Basic Instinct*, but I was too embarrassed to show it to her. I asked her if she wanted to watch it, and she said many of her colleagues said it was good, so we could watch it together.

After watching it, I regretted it. We were both incredibly awkward; we didn't know whether to watch or turn it off. She blushed for a long time. The sounds of sex from the VHS were jarring in the quiet room. I couldn't translate for her. When Sarahstone grabbed an ice spoon, she was incredibly nervous. She awkwardly grabbed my hand; it was so soft. I held her hand tightly until we finished, then let go. We masturbated again that night.

She enrolled in an intensive course at a training center, which I recommended; she needed some basic training.

A week later, she told me that a guy in her class always stared at her lecherously, as if trying to see right through her. I thought to myself, I'm lecherous too, but not as blatantly. It's impossible for a man not to be attracted to a woman like her.

I asked her about her husband, but she didn't want to talk about it, so I immediately stopped her.

The next day it rained heavily, and I suddenly thought of her. I took a taxi and waited outside the night school. When she came out, she was quite surprised. I told her I'd been waiting for her for an hour. She asked if the meter was constantly ticking, and I said yes. She insisted on paying.

Beautiful women are especially wary of people; security is very important to them. I'd seen her wedding photo; her husband wasn't exactly handsome.

When we were almost home, I grabbed her hand. She tried to pull away, but I held on, and it felt really good.

I asked her if she liked ice skating. She said she'd never done it before. I said I'd teach her, and she agreed.

I was so excited; she'd agreed to our date.

That day, she wore blue jeans that showed off her slender legs perfectly. Ice skating was one of my best ways to woo her; I could hold her hand the whole time. Several times I put my arm around her waist. Once, she fell, and when I reached to help her, I lost control and we both fell—I was on the bottom, she was on top. Instinctively, I reached for her, and my hand touched her breast. She blushed. I said I really didn't mean to, and she said she believed me. Her breasts were soft and felt incredibly comfortable to touch.

After a while, she said she was tired. I suggested we play games. She said she sometimes played Monopoly when she was home alone. I said we could play together next time.

She nodded.

I took her home, but I didn't go inside. I knew today was the first day of a significant breakthrough in our relationship, and I couldn't push my luck.

From then on, I called her every day from the school's shared phone booth. I knew I was pursuing her.

Her computer got a virus, so I went to help her fix it. The computer was in her bedroom, and she was wearing a bathrobe—it looked incredibly alluring.

I was so happy. In the past, when I visited her, she always dressed quite conservatively, but now she's becoming less and less defensive.

She sat in front of the computer, and I intentionally held her hand. From above, I could see her pink bra through her underwear. My penis was constantly pressing against my jeans. The computer was finally fixed.

I saw a photo album on the table. I opened it to look, but she wouldn't let me. I said, "Let me see." It was full of her photos. I said, "You're so beautiful. If you weren't married, I would definitely pursue you and marry you." She said, "Don't joke with me." I knew I meant it.

There was a dance at school, and I asked her to come. She agreed. The dance was crowded. We danced a few times. Many upperclassmen asked her to dance, and she cut them all off. I asked her if she was only dancing with me today. She didn't answer. When we danced in the dark, I kissed her forehead, and she struggled slightly.

She punched my chest with her fist.

I took her home. The hallway was dark. Suddenly, I hugged her. She struggled, but I boldly kissed her lips. She struggled again, but I could clearly feel her resistance was weak. I grew bolder and hugged her tighter. She gave up struggling and wrapped her arms around my waist. We kissed for a full minute. I felt like the happiest person in the world. That minute seemed to stand still, frozen in my life. I couldn't help but caress her full breasts. She resisted, but I didn't let go. I knew that if I let go, I would never have another chance. I increased the intensity of my caresses. Sometimes women want you to be a little rough, which means you have a strong need for them. She gasped and said I was hurting her, that it was too dangerous here, that she might be... Her neighbor saw me. I breathed into her ear several times, telling her I wanted to have sex with her. She said not today, her period was coming, but it would be fine in a couple of days, and she'd give it to me next time. I was rock hard. I unzipped my pants and put her hand on my fully erect penis, asking her to help me masturbate. She said, "You're so hard!" I said, "Don't stop, help me come." She whispered, "Mmm." Suddenly, someone came up in the hallway. I hugged her tightly until they passed. I kept kissing her earlobe. She couldn't take it anymore; she swayed her hips. My hand slipped inside her silk skirt, caressing her private parts, stroking them back and forth through her cotton panties. I asked her what color they were, and she said purple. She said, "Let's not be in the hallway, it's too dangerous. Let's go home."

In the dark hallway, we held hands. She didn't say anything. After we went into the room, I hugged her tightly. She said, "It's really not possible today, but I'll definitely give it to you next time."

We sat down in her bedroom, and I said, "Help me come." She gently helped me masturbate, and I quickly realized I couldn't take it anymore. I told her I was almost done, and she sped up. I finally ejaculated, and white fluid shot out quickly, shooting a long way. She said, "You're amazing, you produced so much!" I told her I hadn't had sex in a long time.

I held her in my arms, kneading her breasts and stroking her thighs—thighs I'd never touched before. She began to moan. I pulled her body close to mine, gently touching her genitals with my fingers. Finally, I slipped my hand inside her purple panties. She told me I could only touch the front, not go inside. I gently kneaded her clitoris. The only sound in the room was her soft moans. I knew she hadn't had sex in a long time. I gently rubbed her clitoris and lowered my head to kiss her. We started kissing, and soon she had her first orgasm. She told me that kissing made her especially want to have sex with me. She masturbated occasionally, but rarely. Several nights she couldn't sleep, so she would get up and masturbate. I kept stroking her, and she had her second orgasm. I didn't go home that day; we slept together, naked, embracing each other. The next morning, she looked at me and told me we were destined for each other. I held her close.

Two days later, we had our first sexual encounter. I was so excited that I ejaculated in just five minutes. Because she had just started her period, I ejaculated inside her warm, moist vagina. That moment of ejaculation felt amazing. I knew that to maintain this relationship long-term, I had to make sure she enjoyed the pleasure of sex. The second time, I intentionally kept my penis inside her without moving it, kissing her entire body. She was very sensitive and got wet quickly. When I entered her from behind, I felt so happy. I controlled the increasing pleasure. Because I had already ejaculated once, this time it lasted especially long. I sped up. She was very wet, and her juices flowed down her thighs onto the sheets. We changed positions again. She was very passive, letting me do as I pleased. We sat facing each other as I thrust rapidly, one hand around her waist, the other squeezing her large breasts. Sometimes I could also stimulate her clitoris. She gripped my arm tightly. She orgasmed after 12 minutes. During the orgasm, her vagina contracted violently, sucking and releasing... I almost lost control again, but I managed to restrain myself. I had her lie down and launched another attack from above. I put her legs on my shoulders and thrust rapidly. She said she didn't like this position. Her legs were raised in the air. I knelt in front of her, my soles together, and thrust rapidly. The only sounds in the room were the slapping of my penis against her vagina, my panting, and her moans. I varied the speed and depth of my thrusts. When I got tired, I lay on top of her and kissed her breasts. I saw her flushed face from orgasm and felt a sense of satisfaction as a man. She would occasionally lift her head and grab my arms. I increased my speed, and the pleasure below became more and more intense. I knew I was about to ejaculate. The slapping sounds matched her moans. She said she couldn't take it anymore. I thrust as fast as I could, and she climaxed for the second time. I also ejaculated, and my hot semen shot into her tender embrace again. It took me a long time to pull out. We immediately wiped the window sheets clean.

We showered together. At first, she was reluctant, but I persisted, and she gave in. In the bathroom, I gave her oral sex, and she came for the third time.

I gave her sexual pleasure she had never experienced since her marriage, and I was also surprised by my boldness. The techniques I learned from porn came in handy.

I finally possessed the woman I loved. I continued to tutor her in foreign languages, and after class, I would have sex with her until she got her visa to go abroad. On our last night, we made love all night long. (

Chapter 184: My Sexual Encounters with a Cheating Woman )

I am a master's student, unmarried, but I am very interested in sex.

I really like Huanhuan Time and Space because it gives us the opportunity to express our most secret side.

Below, I will tell you a personal experience—I hate fabricated stories.

My school is in Nanjing, a very simple and honest city. I was once very disappointed in it—it was rare to find women who liked to cheat.

However, if you are willing, you can definitely have a romantic encounter.

Last semester I had a lot of free time and nothing to do, so I learned to dance with a friend. I found the women in the dance halls to be incredibly seductive, so I went to a dance hall almost every week. Finally, I experienced the thrill of promiscuity there.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and I went alone to a dance hall near Jiqingmen. There were many women in their 30s and 40s there.

After watching for a while, I invited a woman who was wearing a short skirt, quite voluptuous, and looked to be about 35 years old. She readily agreed to come down to the dance floor with me. Soon, all the lights in the dance hall went out. I lowered my raised left hand, and she naturally wrapped her arms around my waist. I had no choice but to hug her waist back. She pressed tightly against me, and I felt my penis getting hard, pressing against her. She didn't seem to care at all. I knew I had met a slut today, so I reached out my right hand and touched her breasts through her clothes. Wow, they were huge!

I gently massaged her breasts, and she rested her head on my shoulder, enjoying my caresses very comfortably. After a while, I wanted to touch her directly, so I lifted her clothes, but her lower garment was very tight. I could only reach inside her neckline to touch her breasts. Her turtleneck sweater was stretched taut by my touch, but neither of us cared. I grabbed her right breast and vigorously massaged it (my right hand could only reach in to grab the right breast). She really enjoyed it and even let out soft moans.

My penis was already incredibly hard, so I gestured for her to use her hand to care for it. As expected of an experienced young woman, she grabbed my penis and played with it from top to bottom, from the glans to the testicles, gently and heavily. It felt so good!

Unfortunately, this dance ended after a while.

Later, we danced two more dances, touching each other so much that it was unbearable!

I whispered in her ear that I wanted to fuck her!

She said there was nowhere to go.

I said, "Then let's go to a hotel."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "

My husband is out on a trip. Let's go to my place."

To be honest, I'd never encountered anything like this before. I hesitated for a while, but ultimately succumbed to my lust.

We left the dance hall, and only then did I get a clear look at her:

165cm tall, about 34 or 35 years old, large breasts, sexy, and a big butt—quite attractive.

We went to her house, and I couldn't help but wonder:

what if this is a trap?

Don't laugh at me, I was genuinely worried.

At the same time, I was also very excited, because before this, I'd only ever been with my girlfriend.

Her house wasn't big; you could tell she wasn't doing well, but her life wasn't bad either.

I didn't care anymore and started helping her undress. She seemed a little embarrassed, and I thought, "Why are you pretending?"

Once she was naked, oh my god, she was so sexy! The only flaw was her slightly protruding lower abdomen.

I touched her genitals, and she scolded, "

Why aren't you taking

your clothes off?" I said, "You do it!"

So she helped me undress.

I was afraid of getting a disease, so I asked her if she had any condoms. She took out her husband's condoms and gave them to me; they were 33cm. They were a little tight on me, but not too bad.

We lay down and watched TV while caressing each other. Soon,

she was very wet and kept gesturing for me to penetrate her. I pretended not to notice and just kept touching her breasts and clitoris. Finally, she said, "

Hurry up, I can't take it anymore."

I laughed and said, "

Why doesn't your husband use them?"

She said her husband was getting worse and worse.

I thought so too, otherwise, how would it be my turn?

Experienced women are definitely different. She had already made my penis erect. She said it looked quite big, but she didn't know if it would be effective.

I smiled without saying anything.

I started with the traditional position, climbing on top of her and thrusting in almost halfway. She trembled, moaning incoherently, "

Ah, my big cock...

fuck me harder..."

After about 70 or 80 thrusts, I got off and switched to a doggy style, fondling her big ass and breasts as I fucked her, listening to her moans, which gave me a sense of conquest.

Then I changed positions, with me on the bottom and her on top, writhing wildly. It reminded me of the millstone I used to grind soybeans when I was a kid.

After about 10 more minutes, she convulsed, reaching orgasm, but I was still a little short. She pressed on, grinding for about 5 more minutes until finally, my back went numb, and I ejaculated. She instinctively squeezed my penis tightly, continuing to stimulate me.

Ah...

everything returned to calm.

I felt a little guilty towards my girlfriend, but I didn't want to give up this enjoyment and excitement that I deserved in life.

After we finished, she wanted me to stay for dinner, but I was a little worried about her husband coming home, so I politely declined.

She said it was the most enjoyable sex she'd had in years—in her words, having an affair is exciting!

Especially since I'm so good.

She said her husband only lasts 60 or 70 thrusts at most!

He ejaculates as soon as she starts to get wet.

I could tell she wanted a long-term relationship with me and said she really liked me.

But I didn't dare.

She gave me her phone number, and I never contacted her again, partly because I was busy, and partly because I didn't want any emotional entanglement with her; after all, I have a girlfriend and a future.

Welcome ladies looking for one-night stands.

Preferably older, I like you!

My email is:

[email protected]

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Post #185: Me and Mature Women, A Different Taste.

I've had sex with many women so far, but I think having sex with mature women (between 30 and 40 years old) is the best because they can best enjoy the pleasure of sex and are most satisfying to their partners. Do you agree?

This happened three years after I graduated from university. I was working at a company, responsible for general affairs. Because I had to handle some tasks that no one else wanted, I gradually became friends with many of the employees.

When I first met her, she was 36 years old and had the air of a mature woman. Her smile captivated me.

As we got to know each other better, she started confiding in me, mostly about how her husband treated her badly. She would always talk to me when she was feeling down, and I would comfort her until she felt better.

One Sunday, she came to my place without saying goodbye. I hadn't gotten out of bed yet when I heard someone knocking. I put on my coat and went to open the door. She was carrying a lot of things, saying they were for me. I was very grateful and told her to wait a moment while I got dressed and came out to chat with her. She said it wasn't necessary, she just wanted to come and see me and then left.

I said,

"Really?

You came all morning just to see me?" I looked at her. Her eyes were a little evasive, but after a while, she looked at me directly.

I suddenly felt like something was about to happen; we saw longing in each other's eyes.

I held her in my arms. She struggled slightly before burying her head in my chest. I kissed her cheeks, and soon she became excited, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately.

After a while, she looked up at me and said,

"I'm older than you. Do you want me now? If you do, I can give you anything." Then she lowered her head. This was something I had wanted for a long time. Hearing her say that, I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

Soon we were both naked. When I looked at her, she seemed a little embarrassed and covered her genitals with a towel. Although she had given birth to two children, her abdomen wasn't sagging. Her breasts were very attractive, especially her two small, round, white breasts, like small watermelons. I sat up in the bathtub and pulled her in as well. That's when I saw her entire genitals. Her genitals were very thick, with only a small tuft of pubic hair covering her clitoris, as if it had been deliberately trimmed. When she saw that I was only looking at her genitals, she said shyly,

"My pubic hair is naturally like this." Her pubic hair was indeed sparse, like the little tails that children used to keep on their heads. Even more incredibly, that tuft of pubic hair was yellowish-red, just like the corn silk at the tip of a ripe corn cob. I couldn't help but reach out and touch that tuft of hair. She didn't object. As I gently groomed that tuft of pubic hair, I teased her two thick labia with my little and ring fingers. She covered herself with her hand and said:

"Wait a minute, let's go to bed and play slowly, okay?" So she helped me wash first. She used shower gel to wash my whole body, and she washed my lower body even more carefully. She grabbed my penis with one small hand, and I immediately got hard. My penis swelled up and down, and the glans, like a red apricot, popped out of the foreskin. She stroked my penis up and down, and my penis couldn't stand being stroked by her.

I said impatiently,

"Give me a good wash!

Don't put on any more condoms, I can't take it." She said,

"Okay!" She licked my glans with her little mouth, and when I trembled with excitement, she raised her head and looked at me with a smile. I got out of the bathtub and let her lie in it. I used the shower faucet to wash every inch of her body from her neck down. Her skin was very smooth and delicate. I placed my hands on her breasts. Her breasts were soft but not very firm, and her nipples looked like a pair of small red dates. I rubbed her breasts tightly with both hands and gently massaged her nipples with two fingers. She closed her eyes and enjoyed my caresses.

Then I washed her genitals with my hands. Because there was very little pubic hair, her entire vulva was completely visible. I flipped up that small tuft of pubic hair and gently parted her labia minora with my fingers, revealing her mysterious little opening. I didn't know if it was because of the water or because her vaginal fluids had already started flowing, but her opening was already wet,

and my fingers felt very sticky. I slowly massaged around her vagina, and at this point, her vaginal fluids increased even more. A lot of it on my fingers had already turned into milky white mucus. Her lower body trembled slightly with my fingers, and she began to breathe softly. Her beautiful eyes closed, which aroused me even more. I used my other hand to separate her labia minora and used the index finger of my other hand to find the clitoris hidden beneath her labia. Her clitoris was large and long, plump and pink. As I slid my finger over it, her lower body trembled even more violently, causing the water in the bathtub to rise and fall.

I had to use my other hand to pull her entire clitoris apart from her labia, so that it could be fully exposed. With the middle finger of my other hand, I gently massaged the clitoris that had been squeezed out of her clitoris. Her body trembled more violently, and her breathing became heavier. I continued to caress her there. Her head swayed back and forth against the edge of the bathtub, and she made "hmm, hmm" sounds from her nostrils from time to time. I knew she was about to climax.

I love watching the satisfied look on a woman's face during orgasm. I increased the frequency of my massage. The vaginal fluid on her labia had formed a thin stream thanks to my fingers, and her clitoris, which had been pink, had turned bright red. Her mons pubis moved rhythmically in coordination with my fingers, and she made moaning sounds, "Ah, ah, ah," which grew louder and louder. Suddenly, she lifted herself up and hugged me tightly with both hands, kissing me passionately. Her nimble tongue danced in my mouth. I used one hand to hold her back, pressing her breasts tightly against my chest. We kissed like this, immersed in boundless pleasure. My other hand never stopped, but I felt my massage making her kisses stronger, as if she wanted to swallow my entire tongue.

We kissed for a while, then I slowly helped her up and out of the bathtub. When she saw my erect penis as I stood up, she touched it with her hand. I said,

"You've had your fun, now it's my turn, right?" So I slightly parted her legs, positioning her mons pubis against my erect penis. When she felt the head of my penis on her mons pubis, she moved her body slightly, cooperating with my movements, allowing my penis to enter her vagina. Fortunately, her vagina was already overflowing with lubrication, so it was very smooth. I squatted down, sticking my buttocks out, and thrust upwards. But because the bathroom was too small, she had to use her hands for support to accommodate my thrusts, so I said:

"Shall we go to bed?" She hummed in agreement. I pulled my penis out of her vagina, wiped it with a towel, and then led her out of the bathroom.

We went to the outer room. Because of our caresses in the bathroom, which had been the prelude to sex, we were already quite aroused. The outer room was cold because the air conditioning had been on. As soon as she came out, she ran to the bed and covered herself with a towel. I turned on the TV, turned off the main light, leaving only the bedside lamp on. I poured her a glass of water and asked if she wanted some. She nodded, looked up from the bed, and drank it. Then she looked at me with alluring eyes.

I understood what she meant, so I moved her a little closer to the bed and lay down on my side next to her. When she saw me get into bed, she pressed her whole body against me. I raised my head and let her sleep in the crook of my arm. She hugged me with her arms. I gently pushed her upper body away so she could lie on her back and free my hands to caress her breasts. Her breasts were still so soft and elastic. I caressed them lovingly.

A little while later, I used my fingers to tease her nipples, gently and slightly. Soon, her nipples slowly became erect under my fingers. I slowly replaced my hands with my tongue, teasing her nipples, which were already like red dates. My free hand moved down, touching her lower abdomen, which felt just as soft. My hand slowly slid down to find the honey hole I had longed for. Her mons pubis was already brimming with spring water, and her two thick labia were covered with lustful fluid. I parted her labia and touched her vaginal opening.

It was so hot there, I could feel the trickle of vaginal fluid flowing out. I stroked her vulva with my index finger, from the bottom of her vaginal opening, up to her clitoris, and kept stroking up and down like that. The vaginal fluid from her vaginal opening coated my index finger, making it slippery as I stroked and kneaded her mons pubis. Sometimes I pressed on her vaginal opening, sometimes I squeezed her clitoris. I could feel that her entire mons pubis was wet.

As I stroked her, her mons pubis moved in sync with my fingers, her waist twisting and turning, and she unconsciously made sounds like "hmm...

hmm...

ah...

ah," her nostrils flaring with rapid breathing. She pulled one hand out from under her and tightly gripped my penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, stroking it up and down, making the glans go in and out of the foreskin. I was incredibly aroused. Then she pulled my penis closer to her body. I knew she wanted my penis to fill her unbearably itchy vagina.

I got up and lay on top of her, arching my buttocks slightly. She opened her legs at the right moment and shifted her mons pubis, allowing my penis to slide smoothly into her vagina again. After I was inside her, I pressed my upper body against hers, letting my chest press against her breasts. I wrapped my hands behind her back, pressing her upper body tightly against me. Our mouths kissed again, and I used my knees to push my body forward against the mattress. Although it wasn't very intense, our tongues were swirling in her mouth, and her breasts felt like they were being pressed against brocade.

My penis moved in and out of her vagina, and we slowly continued like this for about ten minutes. Suddenly, her vaginal fluid increased significantly. I felt as if my entire penis was in a muddy swamp. My pubic hair was covered in her vaginal fluid, and her vagina was very wide open. Her legs involuntarily turned towards her upper body, and she made "ah...

ah" sounds from her nostrils. I released her mouth, supported my upper body with my hands, and then grabbed her waist at the right moment. I knelt forward and pressed my legs against hers, forming an M shape, so that her legs were spread to their maximum extent. This was the maximum opening of her vagina.

I thrust forward, and she pulled my waist down with both hands, pressing her mons pubis tightly against the impact of my penis. I thrust in and out hundreds of times, her juices covering the area where we were joined. Looking down, I saw her labia flip with my vigorous thrusts, making her pink clitoris and vagina appear and disappear. When I withdrew my penis, the outer wall of it was covered with her milky white secretions, which gathered at the base of my penis with each thrust. She twisted her waist beneath me, pushing her mons pubis upward to meet my thrusts. The redness on her breasts was revealed in patches, and her head kept swaying from side to side. Her mons pubis rose and fell against my penis, and the place where we were joined made a 'slap slap' sound. She unconsciously moaned, 'Ah...

ah,' and whispered,

'Faster...

faster...

harder...

I'm coming...'.

I quickened my thrusting, plunging my penis all the way in, to the very bottom of her vagina, where I could feel her cervix. Her moans grew louder, her entire back arching upwards. I thrust harder, and her vagina began to contract rhythmically, the vaginal walls tightly gripping my penis as if afraid it would leave. I was instantly aroused, my penis throbbing, and a stream of semen shot deep into her vagina. As I ejaculated, her vaginal walls trembled and convulsed. I leaned down, and she hugged me tightly again, putting her tongue in my mouth.

We kissed for a while, and I asked her,

"Was that fun?" She said,

"It was so great! I haven't felt this good in a long time. You're amazing! I haven't felt this way in ages. Thank you for giving me such pleasure and happiness. I'm so happy!" I smiled and said,

"That's not all I'm capable of. I just saw you climax, and I was just there to finish with you." She said,

"You're amazing. I wish I were your wife." I smiled slightly and let my almost limp penis leave her vagina. She reached out and pressed her hand against her vaginal opening. I quickly went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe her down there.

Afterwards, we embraced. We spent the whole day in bed and had sex four times.

Although I've left that company now, I still miss the days I spent with her. We agreed to meet at a hotel or dormitory every week, or even at her home, to spend our secret trysts. We were always so compatible and happy.

(Chapter 186: I am a wanton young woman.

My figure, especially my high breasts, attracts a lot of attention when I go out.

Today I have an important date, so I dressed very beautifully. I wore a white, backless, tight-fitting halter-neck dress. The fabric was smooth and thin, and the neckline was low-cut and a deep V-neck, almost reaching my stomach, so I had to go braless.

Fortunately, although my breasts are large, they are very firm, fully qualified to wear this dress. However, because my breasts are so large, almost two-thirds of them are exposed, and because the material is so thin, my small nipples are clearly visible through the fabric, two points protruding.)

The skirt was very short, barely covering my rounded hips, with slits on both sides that reached almost to my waist, completely exposing my long, white, beautiful legs, over forty inches long. Wearing high heels, the beautiful lines of my legs would make any man drool.

Looking at myself in the mirror, my long hair was piled on top of my head, revealing my smooth neck. I wore only light makeup, yet it was very attractive. The skirt accentuated my curvaceous figure perfectly.

I checked my watch; it was past 8 o'clock. I quickly left. Since I couldn't take the bus in my outfit, I stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi. While waiting, passersby and taxi drivers stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. Although everyone knew I wasn't wearing a bra because of my prominent nipples, I was afraid they would also notice I wasn't wearing underwear, which made me very embarrassed.

Soon there were taxis, and I got in. I went to the city center to buy a gift. I noticed that the driver kept peeking at me through the rearview mirror, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

He suddenly asked me, "Miss, you're dressed so beautifully, you must have an important date soon."

I felt it was unnecessary, but out of politeness, I replied, "Yes, I have an important date, I'm going downtown to buy a gift."

He continued, "You have a fantastic figure! Wearing this dress, you'd definitely make every man who sees you drool, I'm itching to look at you too!"

I didn't know how to answer, so I just replied, "Really?"

Luckily, we were already downtown, so I immediately paid the fare and got out of the car. While paying, he casually touched my hand.

After I got out of the car, my flashlight rang. I answered the phone and was utterly dejected because the date was canceled.

I wandered aimlessly in the open space outside the mall, looking down at my outfit. I didn't want to go home immediately; I wanted to find something to do…

As I wandered, I knew many men were watching me, some even deliberately brushing past me, wanting to admire my figure up close. Suddenly, I heard someone call my name. I looked around curiously and saw two familiar figures not far to my right. As they approached, I recognized them.

My first love was a tall, handsome man named Ahui. He was a year older than me, and I had a crush on him for over three years back in school. My best friend also liked him, and we both confessed our feelings to him at the same time, but he chose my best friend. Although I was prettier than her, I didn't have a good figure back then—flat-chested and flat-chested. My best friend, while not exactly having a great figure, was still better than me, so I could only have a crush on him.

The guy next to him was named Awei. When I wore high heels, he was actually a little shorter than me. He wasn't ugly, but he was rather ordinary-looking.

He, too, had a crush on me for over three years because I only liked Ahui, so I never accepted him. And he and Ahui were very close friends, so I didn't want Ahui to misunderstand and never gave him a chance to get close to me.

Ahui looked at me and asked doubtfully, "Linglong, are you Linglong?"

I answered shyly, "Yes, I'm Linglong. It's been over two years since we last met, don't you recognize me?"

Ahui looked at me with shining eyes and said, "I really almost didn't recognize you! You've become so much prettier, and you've changed so much. Your figure is completely different. I only recognized your face!"

Awei added, "Yes, we noticed you from a distance, but the closer we got, the more we realized it was you."

I saw that they were both wearing sharp suits, so they must have just finished work. I asked, "Do you two work together?"

Ahui said, "Yes, we work together, and we were planning to have dinner together after work. You're dressed so beautifully, do you have a date?"

I replied helplessly, "I was supposed to, but I canceled it."

Ahui said, "Then let's have dinner together, and then come to my house to catch up, okay?"

I asked, "Won't that bother your parents?"

Hui said, "No, I live alone now."

I agreed. We went to a fancy restaurant. When I sat down, because my skirt was short and the back was high, I was sitting with my buttocks exposed. I noticed that the men at the table to my left were all staring at my legs. Because the skirt was short, the slit was high, exposing the side of my buttocks and thighs. It was so alluring, no wonder they couldn't look away.

Ah Hui ordered a bottle of red wine, and we ate and talked. Before I knew it, I had drunk four glasses and was a little tipsy.

After we left the restaurant, Ah Hui took a taxi. In the car, I sat between the two of them, with Hui on my right. Taking advantage of my slight intoxication, I rested my head on Hui's shoulder. When Ah Hui saw this, he placed his left hand on my thigh and gently stroked it. Ah Wei saw this and couldn't help but place his hand on my left thigh as well.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, I felt hot from their touch. Seeing that I didn't resist, Ah Hui's touch went further and further, reaching my private parts. I knew the driver was watching, and I didn't want things to progress so quickly, so I pushed his hand away.

Seeing my resistance, he whispered in my ear, "Don't refuse me, okay? I like you. It was my mistake not to appreciate you before. Now I'm making it up to you, to let you enjoy unprecedented pleasure. So relax, let me give you pleasure, let you enjoy it."

He spoke so sweetly, and I did like him, so I stopped refusing and let him touch me.

He pulled my thighs toward him and placed them on his thighs, and Awei did the same, which made my legs spread wide. Fortunately, my skirt still covered my private parts, and Ahui's hand was touching my private parts under my skirt.

The driver kept peeking at us through the rearview mirror. Ahui and Awei should have known, but they let him watch.

Chapter 187: The Lustful Young Woman Sun Qian's Double Butterflies in the Flower Garden

(Part 1) It was just past seven in the morning when Xiao Bei knocked on Sun Qian's door. The door wasn't closed tightly, and it opened a crack when pushed lightly. Xiao Bei looked inside and saw Sun Qian and her husband naked, sleeping in each other's arms. Sun Qian's pale, fleshy body coiled around Jia Ming like a snake, her hand still tightly gripping her husband's limp penis. One leg was draped across Jia Ming, her plump, round buttocks rising like a small hill. Xiao Bei glanced at the hairy area, glistening with sweet, honey-like fluid.

A surge of heat rose within him, a fire igniting within him, his lower abdomen throbbing, and his penis immediately stood erect. Feeling this was rather indecent, he returned to the living room, and after calming himself for a moment, knocked on their bedroom door.

That night, Sun Qian and her husband had engaged in a passionate lovemaking session, leaving Jia Ming limp and still feeling unsatisfied. She didn't know why she felt this way; her desire was surging, her passion overflowing, and she was becoming increasingly obsessed and addicted to sex. Their bed was a mess. Underwear lay scattered on the floor, and a blanket was half-draped over the edge. Hearing the noise outside, Xiao Bei nudged Jia Ming. Outside, Xiao Bei called out, "Get up, let's go have some tea."

Jia Ming responded, hastily putting on his clothes, and got up to open the door. "So early?" he said

. "I won't find a seat if I'm late,"

Xiao Bei replied, but her eyes darted over his shoulder towards the bed. Sun Qian was half-reclined, her hands running through her hair, using her slender, dark red, glossy hair like a comb, brushing it upwards. Her smooth, full arms swayed up and down, revealing the smooth, jade-like skin of her back and her shapely figure, creating many alluring poses. Xiao Bei swallowed hard, fearing that his spying would arouse Jia Ming's suspicion, and forced himself to turn away, suppressing his desire.

Upon entering her room, Fengzhi was applying makeup in front of the mirror, wearing only a bra and panties. She sat on a velvet stool, her large, plump buttocks exuding allure. Xiao Bei embraced her from behind, his hands kneading her breasts, his eyes closed as he fantasized that this body was Sun Qian. This caused his groin to become erect and throbbing, creating a tent-like bulge in his pants.

Fengzhi teased him, "Always like this, have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Saying this, she unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and knelt down to suck on it, her hands cupping his scrotum, caressing and stroking it. Her own desire surged, feeling an emptiness and a lack of fulfillment below, and in a moment of passion, her legs parted.

A quick glance revealed that Xiao Bei was still engrossed in the teasing of her tongue. A sudden realization struck her out of the corner of her eye: the door to the room wasn't closed. She saw Jia Ming, fully dressed, sitting on the sofa in the living room, grinning maliciously at them. Her face flushed with shame, and she quickly pushed Xiao Bei away, fleeing to another corner of the room as if trying to escape.

Sun Qian dawdled and was the last to come downstairs. Feng Zhi was already impatient and insisted that Xiao Bei drive the car to the stairs. After a while, Sun Qian finally emerged, looking stunning. Her meticulous makeup made her even more radiant and alluring. She wore a black suit jacket without buttons, revealing a snow-white bra underneath, just reaching her navel and exposing a sliver of her white midriff. Below, she wore a knee-length skirt.

Xiao Bei noticed that Sun Qian was wearing stockings today, something he hadn't seen before. He only knew that Sun Qian's calves were flawlessly white and never concealed. But wearing black fishnet stockings gave her a different kind of allure; the tantalizing glimpse of skin only fueled his desires.

She got into the car and sat next to Fengzhi in the back seat. Fengzhi stroked her thighs with both hands and said in a high-pitched voice, "Sister Qian, you're so sexy."

Sun Qian giggled, "Now Fengzhi knows what sexy is."

Then she whispered in her ear, "Men love this kind of thing."

Fengzhi laughed along, attracting Jiaming, who was sitting in the front seat, to turn around. "That must be Jiaming's favorite," Fengzhi whispered back

.

Sun Qian put her arm around her shoulder, "It's not just him, all men are like that. Don't you want more men?"

"How could I dare? Lend me your husband!"

Fengzhi said, her voice brimming with desire.

"Okay, then we can take turns playing with each other."

Sun Qian patted her and laughed loudly.

Xiao Bei parked the car in front of the hotel, and a uniformed waiter came over to open the car door for her. Fengzhi seemed embarrassed and quickly thanked the waiter. Sun Qian tugged at her sleeve, "No need, people of status don't say thank you."

She then waited with Jiaming in the lobby for Xiao Bei to park.

Fengzhi caught a glimpse of her reflection in the glass door. She was wearing a white, tight-fitting sleeveless top, her smooth arms exposed, paired with shorts that barely covered her waist. Although the outfit was expensive and from a good brand, it looked somewhat incongruous on her. Compared to Sun Qian's elegant and noble demeanor, she felt even more mismatched.

Fengzhi adjusted her clothes and tidied her hair in front of the glass door. Her face was a plain but beautiful small round face, with long, alluring eyes and deep-set double eyelids that swept straight into her temples. She felt a gaze pouring down on her like water. She boldly met that gaze and saw Jiaming smiling at her. Their four eyes seemed to be strung together, indistinguishable from one another.

Jiaming also thought that Fengzhi was actually quite beautiful, but her facial expressions were somewhat lacking. It was precisely because of this blankness that her gentle and kind ancient Chinese charm was even more apparent.

Xiaobei walked over. The elevator was crowded with people. In the throng, he recklessly pushed his way through the crowd and pulled Sun Qian to a corner. The elevator was overloaded, and the buzzer warned it loudly. The doors wouldn't close no matter what they said, and a cacophony of voices clamored for people to get off.

Xiaobei and Sun Qian were already in the lowest corner. Ignoring the noisy crowd, he pressed himself against Sun Qian's back, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and reached out to touch her hair. Then, his hand slid down her neck and up her spine.

Sun Qian tried to escape, shaking her head, afraid that Jiaming, who was right in front of her, would see. Not daring to turn around and say anything, she pushed her hand behind her back. Unexpectedly, the palm she pushed towards his stomach touched his hard penis, and she couldn't help but feel a chill. She gave his pants a hard pinch, wiggling and fondling them until several people got off the elevator before it finally rose again. The speed of the ascent made her feel weightless, and Sun Qian felt not only her own weight but also her heart pounding in her throat.

This flirting under the watchful eyes of others always excited her more than usual. Unfortunately, they reached their floor in just one minute. Despite the brief caress, Sun Qian knew her lower body was already soaked. The cool, uncomfortable feeling against her sensitive area, especially since she was wearing silk pants that day, made her even more uncomfortable.

As they exited the elevator, Fengzhi noticed beads of sweat on Xiao Bei's forehead and asked him with concern. Xiao Bei casually replied, "It was too stuffy in the elevator."

Sun Qian gave him a suggestive smile.

The waiter led them to a private room. Hong Kong-style morning tea isn't about the tea itself, but about the abundant dim sum. A constant stream of carts carried steaming, dazzling array of dishes. Xiao Bei quickly piled a large quantity onto the table, and the group sipped chrysanthemum tea and savored the exquisite dim sum.

Just then, Xiao Bei received a phone call, his face beaming with joy. After hanging up, he got up and refilled everyone's tea. Reaching Jia Ming, he said, "Brother, that matter is settled."

He then looked smugly at Sun Qian, like a child awaiting praise.

Jia Ming's face showed deep anticipation, and he excitedly asked, "When was it settled?"

Sun Qian playfully scolded, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Xiao Bei chuckled, "Anyway, Jia Ming is treating this morning."

"What's the big deal? As long as it's settled, everything is negotiable,"

Jia Ming patted his chest.

“You said it, so don’t go back on your word,”

Xiao Bei said. “You’ll be promoted to Dean of Students at your original school. How about that, satisfied?”

Jiaming stood up, holding his teacup, and said, “I knew you could do it. I’ve finally made it. Come on, let’s drink tea instead of wine.”

Sun Qian saw her husband’s face flushed, his joy at his dream coming true radiating from his expression. Thinking about how difficult it had been for him, after all these years and the ordeal he had gone through, she was secretly happy for him.

“No problem, no problem, we’re brothers, no problem,”

Xiao Bei readily agreed. “But we should have a drink to celebrate.”

Jiaming brought out the wine and clamored that everyone should drink, toasting to his career advancement.

Soon, he was so drunk he couldn't tell which way was which. He staggered over to Fengzhi, still holding his wine glass, insisting she clink glasses with him. He nearly fell into her arms, but she quickly caught him, and Sun Qian joined in. With one woman on his arm, he drunkenly pressed his lips to Fengzhi's face, pecking and smearing his alcohol-laden saliva onto her skin.

Fengzhi was caught between anger and embarrassment, glancing at Xiao Bei, who watched coldly with a mocking smile. Just then, Xiao Bei left the private room, and Fengzhi felt much bolder, allowing Jiaming to grope her without restraint. She even glanced at Sun Qian, as if declaring, "You said you'd lend me your husband this time."

Seeing Fengzhi's half-hearted resistance to Jiaming's advances, Sun Qian knew that staying any longer would only lead to trouble, especially since she herself was thinking of Xiao Bei. So she got up and left, waiting for Xiao Bei to return from the bathroom at the door. She waved to him, and the two went home first.

As soon as they entered, Xiao Bei hugged Sun Qian from behind, gently hooking the door shut with his foot. Sun Qian pretended to twist her body, raising her hand above her head, but instead of holding the hairpin in her hair, she turned around, tossing her dark red hair, which danced and cascaded over her shoulders. She smiled charmingly, her red tongue darting around her full and luscious lips like a cat's, playfully shaking her thick, night-like hair.

Xiao Bei took her lips in his mouth, boldly inserting his tongue. Sun Qian held it tightly, and a swirling sensation immediately seized him. Sun Qian's sucking was skillful and experienced, feeling like a gentle avalanche.

Sun Qian took off her coat and skirt, and she was about to take off more. Xiao Bei held her arm down. Sun Qian's black pantyhose gave him a different kind of allure, and the fiery red thong imprisoned within the mesh, along with the surrounding white flesh, made him feel a vibrant mix of colors. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, a surge of intense desire rising within him, as if his semen was about to burst forth. He quickly placed Sun Qian on the sofa in the living room, panting as he unbuckled his belt, his eyes still lingering on the alluring body reclining on the sofa.

Facing Xiao Bei's muscular physique, Sun Qian's eyes were filled with undisguised desire. The proportions of his bones and the contrast of light and shadow formed by the large and small arcs of his muscles were so balanced, so harmonious, so full of power and beauty. She felt like an experienced fur trader, her gaze sweeping over every part of his naked body, pausing briefly. It seemed as if one could hear the livestock trader admiringly saying: "Look at this glossy, smooth fur, what a fine coat!

Look at those deltoids, biceps, abs, and sphincter muscles—these muscles are so intimately integrated with the bones, they're practically inseparable. And look at those two bulging muscles on the shoulder blades, don't they resemble the shoulder blades of an ox? This is the raw power, this is true masculine beauty. And that thing between his legs, the veins bulging, dark and menacing like a leaping serpent, baring its fangs and claws, ready to attack its prey at any moment."

Xiao Bei didn't pounce on her like a beast as Sun Qian had imagined. After stripping off his clothes, he knelt before the sofa, his hands groping over Sun Qian's body. His slender, delicate fingers were as beautiful as flowers, seemingly full of emotion and thought. Facing her body, he was like a butterfly facing a cluster of flowers, feeling a tender pity and tenderness. After hesitating for a long time, he extended his beautiful tendrils, trembling as he slowly moved forward, tentatively attempting to touch her body. Upon the first touch, he suddenly withdrew as if electrocuted, as if he had hurt him and himself. He stood there timidly, stiff as a scallion, as if frightened.

Sun Qian felt a little dizzy. Something was sprouting, something was flowing, flowing uncontrollably, flowing in a vortex filled with the fragrance of her body.

Sun Qian let him use his mouth to nudge her breasts, making them bounce like rabbits. His hands scratched and clawed at her belly, making her tremble with pleasure as if she were being electrocuted. She let his wet tongue lick her entire body, the tip of his tongue moving like ripples on water, finally discovering a good spot covered by damp, lush grass. Xiao

Bei's tongue stopped there, and he even helped by using his fingers to dig a hole in her stockings, lifting one side of her pants. Sun Qian's vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluid, and her legs were writhing in burning desire.

Xiao Bei lifted her legs, half-squatting and half-kneeling, thrusting his erect penis towards her. At this moment, the area between Sun Qian's thighs felt like a stomach that had been empty for many years, feeling hungry, as if every inch of flesh had turned into hard teeth, searching for food one by one. Having caught Xiao Bei's self-inflicted penis, how could she let it escape? She had already tightly taken it into her mouth, then let out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed as if savoring the moment, unwilling to open them for a long time.

Xiao Bei's penis, soaked in the melting, lustful juices of Sun Qian's vagina, swelled even more. He thrust wildly there, wishing he could penetrate Sun Qian deeply. Seeing Sun Qian arching her back to meet him and helping him, his lust intensified. He used all his strength, thrusting up and down, deep and shallow, like an ox pulling a bow. Soon, his forehead was covered in sweat, the sweat seeping onto his bronze skin and rolling like beads. With his movements, it also splattered onto Sun Qian's body. Wave after wave of pleasure surged through him, touching the nerve endings in his body, making them tingle and feel incredibly pleasurable.

Looking at Sun Qian beneath him, he saw her brows furrowed, her body trembling with each thrust, her mouth uttering incoherent sounds that Xiao Bei couldn't understand. Her hands seemed unsure of where to go, sometimes groping her body aimlessly, sometimes gripping Xiao Bei's buttocks tightly.

Xiao Bei was now on top of her, their navels pressed together, their thighs tightly entwined, his thick penis grinding like an iron pestle between her thighs. Sun Qian felt as if she were plummeting from a towering peak, her heart pounding with unsettled fear. She felt something slowly seeping from deep within her womb, her entire body going limp as if her bones had been removed, unable to move an inch.

This act of lovemaking, with the man's heightened lust, was something Sun Qian had never experienced before; it was truly earth-shattering for her. They tumbled from the sofa onto the carpet. They moved from the living room to the bedroom, tumbling and rolling around on the large bed where Sun Qian and Jia Ming slept. The man desired to be with her, but she wouldn't give in; the woman wanted to stop, but the man wouldn't yield. In the midst of their frenzy, Xiao Bei's hands gripped her alluring face, his lips pressing against hers with deep affection. Their mouths met, their tongues intertwining and conquering, while his hands were not idle, kneading and squeezing her bare breasts.

Sun Qian tried to remove her only clothes—stockings and panties—but he wouldn't let her. He made her put on high heels, then forced her to lean against the balcony railing in the bedroom. Then, he thrust into her from behind. Sun Qian clung to the marble railing, her disheveled hair billowing in the wind like a burning red flame. On the lawn below the apartment, several children were playing happily with a ball, while their parents sat leisurely on stone benches. One had returned from the market and was loudly discussing prices with another.

Xiao Bei wasn't even sure if he had ejaculated; perhaps it was the third or fourth time he had ejaculated inside Sun Qian. He only felt his penis soften and become limp, but with a little more effort, it became erect and erect inside her. Sun Qian's stockings and panties were completely soaked, her pubic hair covered in a paste-like fluid. Another rapid thrusting motion followed, and Sun Qian's soft moans and low groans sounded like sighs. Her face was flushed, and her eyes, brimming with desire, revealed an undeniable allure. However, because they were on the balcony, she dared not shout.

While Xiao Bei and Sun Qian were indulging in their passionate lovemaking at home, Feng Zhi waited and waited at the hotel, but Jia Ming, drunk, continued to pester her. Unable to

resist Jia Ming's harassment, she finally placed her delicate body in his arms. Jia Ming didn't have much trouble pulling off her pants.

In truth, Fengzhi was also burning with intense desire, and deep down, she harbored indescribable feelings for Jiaming. From childhood, she had always perceived teachers as aloof and unsmiling figures. She never imagined Jiaming would be so infatuated with her, so brazenly. Perhaps her ideal man was like him—refined in manners and witty in conversation. Therefore, she didn't refuse; in fact, she somewhat liked him. She simply feigned a slight sway, then obediently allowed him to remove even her underwear.

Before Jiaming could fully remove her pants, his eyes lit up. Fengzhi's pubic hair was thick and black, a glossy, slippery expanse. He placed his hand over that area, but Fengzhi kept her legs tightly closed. He tried to probe with his fingers, but the wet, fleshy crevice was tightly shut, preventing him from finding the entrance.

His fingers wandered aimlessly over her lower abdomen and inner thighs, and he groaned anxiously. Seeing him shaking his head and ears, much like a hungry infant unable to find its nipple, Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Silly boy, how can you spread your legs when your pants aren't completely off?"

Jiaming looked and suddenly realized that the pants were wrapped around her knees, binding both her feet.

Fengzhi then took off her pants and went to the sofa in the private room, her jade-like legs spread wide. Jiaming's eyes widened like bells, and he could vaguely see the opening among the tangled grass. He then pried open the flesh to peek closer, and inside it was bright red and wet. At the top of the slit, a pea-sized clitoris protruded.

Jiaming could no longer control himself; the alcohol seemed to have worn off, and he deftly loosened his belt. Fengzhi reached out and tugged at it like pulling cotton wool, instantly seizing his manhood. After a couple of shakes, it suddenly swelled, thick and long, as hard as an iron rod. She stroked and teased it, and in a moment of excitement, she pressed her pink face against it, sticking out her tongue and sucking and licking it from top to bottom, making it blush like a little monk with a flushed face.

Seeing Fengzhi's wanton appearance, Jiaming unceremoniously hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, thrusting his member deep into her pubic hair. With a final, forceful thrust, he went all the way in, then began pumping back and forth with lightning speed, making the sofa Fengzhi was leaning against sway back and forth with a loud thud.

Once Fengzhi went wild, she was even more wanton than Sun Qian. She gritted her teeth, clutching her buttocks with both hands, working up to meet him. All she knew was that her vaginal fluids trickled out, staining her pubic hair and seeping down her thighs and buttocks. In just a short while, she felt weak and timid, and the frequency of her leg kicks gradually decreased until finally she raised her legs high like two snow-white, plump, soft plants, their branches swaying, a scene of enchanting spring.

Jiaming felt as if he were submerged in red slurry, his blood surging, his heart pounding, his breath ragged, and his entire body tense and aching to the point of suffocation. Wave after wave of red liquid crashed over him, making him feel both ecstatic and delirious, threatening to knock him unconscious.

Finally, like someone grabbing a stuck sluice gate and pulling hard, the pent-up torrent burst forth, crashing against the rocks with a sound like a zither, winding and turning, flowing merrily along the mountainside. His entire being was like a drop of water, launched straight into the sky, instantly dried by the scorching sun, turning into white mist, then into wispy clouds, and disappearing into the distance.

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