Bathing with my sister-in-law

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Once,
after a five-day water outage in our community, the water finally came back on. For the first two days, there was water, but the last three days without showering were unbearable in the summer heat. Later, my water came back on, but my neighbor's still had no water. My neighbor's husband was away on a
business trip, and his wife asked me to check what was wrong. When I arrived at her house, she opened the door and let me in. She was wearing a light yellow tank top, revealing her snow-white breasts and a deep cleavage—probably a D-cup. Her nipples were prominently displayed, and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. In this heat, without the air conditioning on, she probably couldn't wear one; air conditioning is too expensive, so she didn't want to use it. Underneath her super-short hot pants, revealing about a third of her buttocks, were long, slender, and shapely legs. Her delicate and beautiful face, with a smile, said to me, "Come in quickly. There are slippers over there." I went inside and changed into the slippers.
My sister-in-law said, "Xiaolong, thank you for your help!"
I said, "It's nothing. It's only right for neighbors to help each other. You've always taken good care of me, sister-in-law." Going into the kitchen, I turned on the faucet, but no water came out.
I said, "This inspection won't be quick. Why don't you come to my house first and get some water, and take a shower while you're at it? You know how to use the water heater." My sister-in -law, unable to resist the temptation of a shower, said, "Okay! I won't be polite!" She packed a few clothes and a
towel and went to my house to shower. My first suspicion was that the main water valve might be off, so I went up to the roof to check. Sure enough, someone had tightened the main water valve on her meter. I turned on her water valve, went down to her house, and the faucet was running.
I quickly turned it off.
Back at my house, my sister-in-law was already in the bathroom, the water running loudly. I said from outside the bathroom door, "Sister-in-law, your water is fixed. Someone turned off the main water valve..." Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, I imagined my sister-in-law's naked, alluring body showering inside. On a whim, I asked, "Do you need someone to help you scrub your back?" "If you can come in, you can scrub my back, hehe!" My sister-in-law replied, whether tacitly agreeing or joking.
Although the bathroom door was locked, everyone knows that these types of locks can be opened with a coin.
Driven by lust, I didn't care. I stripped naked, grabbed a coin to unlock the door, and said, "I'm in!" "Oh dear! My door wasn't locked! How did you get in? You're not dressed. Get out!" She covered her breasts with a towel and her eyes with her other hand, but her eyes peeked out from between her fingers.
"Didn't you ask me to come in and scrub your back?"
I stepped into the bathtub. She seemed a little shy, her face flushed, but she no longer covered her chest. And she didn't chase me out again.
I knew I had a chance.
She said coquettishly, "You planned this all along!"
She handed me her towel and asked me to scrub her back.我坐到她后面，双腿岔开在她身侧，下身顶着她的臀肉，右手拿着毛巾帮她刷背，左手从她腋下穿过，环握住她的高耸，细嫩丰满的高耸在我轻揉抚摸中，小樱桃已经硬挺挺的直立起来。我低下头亲吻她纤细的玉颈，吻着吻着，吻到她的耳朵，伸出舌头舔她的耳廓，她哆嗦的几下，那是她的敏感带。
「别吻耳朵，痒！」她娇喘地躲着。然后站起身转过来面对我坐下说：「我帮你洗。」，两人双腿交叠，下面的桃源离我下身的东西只有短短的距离但没有接触。
洗了一阵子后﹐她说﹕「你真是色胆包天，不怕被我老公揍？」她说完后不等我回答﹐就把沾满肥皂的手放在我的东西上玩弄。那时真的让我受不了。 Then, with one hand, I continued to gently caress her high, firm breasts, while the other hand roamed over her inner thighs, eventually reaching her vulva.
Soon, she was panting heavily. My blood was rushing, I was so nervous I almost fainted, my heart pounding wildly.
Then I asked her, "Is it okay?"
She said, "Mmm!"
We stood up, and I had her turn around, lean forward, hands on the edge of the bathtub, legs apart. I immediately thrust my penis into her from behind. She trembled, letting out a soft "Oh...". She was so wet there, it went in easily, and it felt so slippery and comfortable inside.
I became excited, thrusting in and out even faster, and she moaned incessantly, like a sob. Then we stood face to face. I lifted one of her snow-white legs, placing it on the faucet. I thrust my massive member upwards, but after several attempts, I couldn't penetrate. She reached out and guided my penis into her wet, alluring opening. Then, she wrapped her arms around my neck, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, "Ruth me harder." Of course, I obeyed without hesitation, pumping
my hips in and out with all my might. Soon, her hands tightly gripped my waist and hips. She had come.
I continued thrusting for a while, then gently asked her, "Can I ejaculate inside?" She didn't answer, but instead pressed my hips forcefully against her genitals.
My semen gushed into her body. So good!
Afterwards, we soaked in the bathtub, savoring the passion we had just shared. I said, "How strange, I wonder who turned off the main water meter in your house?" She smiled and tapped my chest, saying, "Silly!" II. Sister Zhen's Self-Comfort
Sister Zhen's Recollections
Ren Ge was 19 years older than me, but he treated me very well. He covered all my tuition, food, and daily necessities while I was in school.
After I graduated from university, he even bought me a duplex apartment and a BMW 316, both registered in my name. I originally wanted to bring my parents to live with me, but I was afraid they would ask me all sorts of questions every day. Since I couldn't live in two rooms by myself, I rented out the apartment opposite to a couple, becoming a landlady.
Although models and film companies had approached me, he wouldn't let me work, saying quite arrogantly that his woman didn't need to be in the public eye.
Besides going to the gym and beauty salon, I mostly went shopping with my best friends, or watched TV or read books. Since I'm not a spendthrift, I can't spend all the allowance he gives me each month, and with the rent income, I'm quite content.
The only downside is that he can't spend much time with me, and I often feel lonely late at night. I know he has another family to take care of.
The couple who rented my place recently bought their own house and moved out. The new tenant is a young man named Xiaolong. He's quite energetic and good-looking. He just finished his military service and came to the city to look for work. My classmate's husband's company was hiring, so I introduced him to
the job. "Sister Zhen, you're back from your workout! I want to thank you for letting me stay here and for helping me find a job." I ran into Xiaolong on the stairs after jogging in the community park.
"Don't thank me every time we meet, although it's never a bad thing to be polite. Also, what do you mean by 'taking you in'? You still have to pay the rent. I helped you find a job, so according to the rules, the first month's salary is mine." "Oh! Really... Is that a rule? Well, okay then! Can I pay in installments?" Xiaolong scratched his head, looking like a clueless kid, so cute.
"Okay! Just kidding, but you have to treat me to a meal after you get your salary." "No problem, no problem, it's my pleasure. Even if Sister Zhen hadn't mentioned it, I was planning to treat you to a big meal. It would be my honor to have dinner with a beautiful woman." "Stop being
so cheeky. Are you adjusting to the job?" "It's okay, my colleagues are all quite easy to get along with, and I can handle the job." "That's good, it's settled then! No backing out." After saying that, I turned around, opened the door, and went into the house.
Facing my own room, I had actually thought about inviting Xiaolong over, but I didn't know what kind of person he was, and I was afraid he would think I was a promiscuous woman.
Entering the bathroom, I took off my sportswear, leaving me only in a white lace bra and panties. Facing the mirror on the sink, I removed my hair tie, letting my long, back-length hair fall loose. The mirror reflected my enviable figure and glossy black hair, along with my delicate, expressive face. I made a face at myself in the mirror and laughed.
I slowly unhooked my bra and casually placed it in the laundry basket. My 35D breasts bounced freely, undisguised. I touched them; they were still firm. Indeed, I was only 27; worrying now seemed premature.
I pulled down my white panties, revealing neatly parted, dark pubic hair that my friend Ren often combed with fondness, calling it the most beautiful forest.
Turning to the shower, I turned on the showerhead, adjusted the water temperature, and let the hot water flow over my supple, white skin. My sculpted figure still retained a touch of oiliness, and the hot water bounced back, leaving only a few droplets. Every part of her slender, naked body was so smooth and delicate. Because of her high waist and long legs, her figure appeared so curvaceous. Her breasts were beautiful and firm, becoming rounded and softer with the rubbing of her hands.
My palms rubbed down her flat stomach, past the glossy black pubic hair, and when my fingers inadvertently touched this spot, a sudden, intense pleasure arose.
"Ah...oh...uh...mmm..."
My fingers naturally rubbed one of her engorged, tender labia. I had forgotten to shower and was lost in a world of impulsive self-gratification. I picked up the showerhead with my left hand and used my right fingers to pinch and rub the engorged labia vigorously, then massaged the clitoris with my fingertips. As I rubbed, my slender, jade-like middle finger slowly probed into the crevice between her labia, experiencing a tingling sensation with each movement. Then my index finger joined in, intensifying the pleasure, and the speed of my movements increased.
"Ah...ah..." Waves of pleasure surged from my waist to my back, then rushed to my head. I gritted my teeth, bracing for the impending explosion of trembling.
The figure in my fantasy, Ren-ge, had somehow transformed into Xiao-long, making me forget everything else. I moaned with pleasure, completely immersed in the other kind of climax brought on by his fingers.
I had never masturbated before, even though it had been three months since Ren-ge said he was going to expand into new areas on the mainland. Our dormant relationship had left me at ease. But since Xiao-long arrived, my desires had been awakened, and for the past few days I had been relying on masturbation to satisfy my lust. After all, I am a normal woman with desires.
After the excitement subsided, I took a closer look at my body.
A pair of exquisite, translucent, alluring, and adorable small nipples stood proudly, shy and bashful.
A faint pink areola surrounded those delicate nipples, charming and lovely, like a halo of bright moonlight encircling them.
Her slender waist, so delicate and supple it could be grasped in one hand, evoked a tender, alluring feeling, inviting one to embrace her and cherish her tenderly.
Her lower abdomen was smooth and white, soft and supple, while her full, white lower body rose slightly, its lower end revealing a vibrant, luscious pink slit, concealing a glimpse of spring within.
Her pair of snow-white, rounded, smooth, and beautifully long legs, the delicate, jade-like skin on the inner thighs so fair and tender it seemed almost translucent, a faint blue vein visible, connecting gracefully to her slender, taut waist.
Her delicate, pink labia, half-open after the passion, revealed two slightly raised, tender lips, with a moist, alluring slit between them, like guardian deities protecting her vulnerable vulva, where a gentle, moist flow still lingered.
The hot water continued to soothe my body; I quickly rinsed myself clean and turned off the tap.
After the climax, I got up and dried off my body, which I'm so proud of. Since college, I've exercised almost every day without fail, such as jogging, yoga, cycling, and now I often go to the gym until I'm drenched in sweat. I believe that only exercise can keep my figure graceful and youthful.
Then I put on my favorite white Triumph lace lingerie, paired with a snow-white trendy t-shirt and a white silk knee-length skirt that hugged my shapely, full, and elastic buttocks. My long, black, waterfall-like hair, which usually cascaded down my back, was styled into a unique bun, revealing my long, ivory-white neck. I then sprayed on a light Chanel perfume. A beautiful and elegant woman, I felt a pang of pity. Ren-ge, do you know how to cherish me?
III. Dinner Together
It's been four months since Ren-ge left. It started with phone calls every two days, then once a week, then once a month, and now it's been over a month and a half without any news. He also doesn't allow me to contact him first. My monthly allowance, since I'm registered as a customer commission holder for the company, is directly deposited into my account by the accounting department without fail. However, I don't know how long this will last. It's less about love for Ren Ge and more about dependence on him. As the distance between us grows, the longing gradually fades. Is it because of Xiao Long? What's wrong with me?
Each of my two houses has two rooms. I rent one to Xiao Long at half the price the original couple paid. My original plan was to find another tenant to make up the difference, but since Xiao Long moved in, I haven't actively looked for one; it's not like I'm short of money anyway. I don't know if I'm secretly craving this ambiguous relationship between a single man and woman.
With my eyes on the TV, channel surfer in hand, and my mind wandering, the long-awaited phone rang. Was it Ren Ge calling?
"The incoming call number is xxx-xxxx, the incoming call number is xxx-xxxx, the incoming call number is xxx-xxxx..." The phone rang, but the numbers were unfamiliar.
She turned off the TV and answered the phone: "Hello! Who is this?"
"Sister Zhen! It's me, Xiaolong. I got paid today and wanted to treat you to dinner, as you promised last time. Is it convenient? You can choose the restaurant." "Sure! And while you're at it, pay next month's rent so you don't waste money. Men with money tend to be unruly." "I wouldn't! My colleagues all say I'm an incredibly handsome, honest, and reliable young man!" "More like a little wolfhound!" As soon as the words left her mouth, she scolded herself for being so blunt. Had she subconsciously mistaken Xiaolong for a young heartthrob?
I quickly said, "Just kidding! I'll call you later which restaurant it is." Finally, it was dinner time. I casually tied my long, glossy black hair into a bun and deliberately wore a more conservative outfit: a snow-white women's blouse with ruffled edges and fine black trim. The collar had subtle white ruffle embroidery, and black hemispherical buttons—very elegant and sophisticated. I paired it with a double-layered, off-white, light blue floral print knee-length skirt, the fabric incredibly soft and flowing, swaying slightly with each step. My slender, shapely legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings, and I wore off-white mid-heeled shoes. The overall look was very dignified and elegant.
When I arrived at the agreed-upon restaurant, Xiaolong was already waiting at the entrance. We went into a private room together, and after I ordered, the waiter left.
"Xiaolong, thank you for dinner."
"I should be thanking Sister Zhen, for her help and care." "Haha! Same to you!" We chatted as the dishes were served.
"Xiaolong, do you have a girlfriend? Want me to introduce you to one?" "No! I'm still young and don't have much money. But if it were someone as exceptional as Sister Zhen, I'd be thrilled.
Do you have a boyfriend, Sister Zhen?"
"Me? I have a husband. He lives in mainland China most of the time. His surname is Jian, and he's from the same clan as you. Everyone calls him Brother Ren. You'll see him when he comes back next time. The house you live in now was bought by him, but it's registered in my name. You should call me sister-in-law!" Was I making him call me sister-in-law to show him I had a husband and keep his distance, or to remind myself not to cross the line? Or was it for the thrill of ambiguity?
My desires have been growing stronger lately; it's probably a reminder! I thought.
"Oh!" Xiaolong's expression dimmed for a moment, then he muttered under his breath, "Nothing tastes better than dumplings, nothing's more fun than sister-in-law." "What did you say? Don't think I didn't hear you!" I pretended to pull his ear.
"Nothing! Nothing! I didn't say anything. I just said I'll call you sister-in-law from now on." He took the opportunity to grab my small hands with both of them. Warm, strong palms, a bright, sunny smile, the heat sent a tingling sensation through me, and my lower body involuntarily became wet. Thinking back to the person I used to comfort myself at midnight, wasn't he vividly sitting next to me?
He didn't let go immediately, but held my hand and said, "Let me read your palm." I rationally tried to pull my hand away, saying, "Come on, that's an old trick! You guys always say you're reading palms, but then you take the opportunity to touch a girl's hand, trying to take advantage." "Oh! You saw right through me, you slut! You slut!" "Then let go!" "Oh! Yes, ma'am, ma'am!"
"Are you full? Let's go, I drove here, can you drive?" "Yes! You can drive." We didn't go straight home, but went up the mountain to overlook the city's night view. The temperature was lower on the mountain, and Xiaolong considerately took off his suit jacket and draped it over me. His body pressed close to mine, making it even harder for me to suppress my desire.
"Let's go back! Don't catch a cold!" I quickly suggested, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.
"Yeah! It's quite cold, let's go!" Xiaolong replied, shrugging his neck.
This silly guy, couldn't he just hold on a little longer? Maybe I would change my mind.
Fourth, despite my sister-in-law's seduction
and my deliberate attempt to keep my distance from Xiaolong, I couldn't quell my inner desires. I sensed that Xiaolong was also interested in me, but ever since our trip to the mountains, I've consciously reminded myself not to cross the line. So even when I see Xiaolong, I only exchange casual greetings and quickly avoid him with various excuses.
Ren is successful in his career, and honestly, I don't know how many other women like me exist besides his family.
I often hear that Taiwanese businessmen in mainland China might keep mistresses. But for Ren, that's no longer a question. The question is whether he still cares about me?
Am I just finding a legitimate reason to release myself from moral constraints? From the beginning of my relationship with Ren, there was no morality to speak of. Although economics was a major factor, Ren's sweet words at the time had a great power over a young girl just beginning to experience love. I lost my virginity to Ren. I haven't been with another man since. Lately, I often ask myself if it's worth it? What should I do? My thoughts are in turmoil.
While I was feeling lost and confused, that idiot didn't understand girls' hearts at all. I made him call me "sister-in-law," and then deliberately avoided him, and he behaved himself perfectly. Couldn't he be more proactive and take the initiative?
What a blockhead.
Summer was approaching, and Ren hadn't contacted me for over three months. To make matters worse, the community notified us that the city would be shut off from water for five days starting next Tuesday, and residents should store water in advance. Five days! I could buy bottled water for drinking, but what about showering? What about flushing the toilet? I could drive to a hotel in another city where the water hadn't been shut off, but that would always be a hassle.
I pulled a small flower from the vase on the coffee table, counting the leaves, "Rely on myself, rely on Ren, rely on myself, rely on Ren, rely on myself, rely on Ren, rely on myself, rely on Ren, rely on Ren, rely on Ren." Looking at the last remaining leaf, I knew my fate depended on myself. I decided to free myself from Ren Ge's control, and at the same time give that clueless goose, with lustful thoughts but no courage, a chance—let's see if he seizes it.
"Sister-in-law, the water will be cut off starting tomorrow, remember to store some water in advance." On Monday morning, Xiao Long from next door knocked on my door to remind me before leaving.
"I know, thank you!"
"No water for the next few days, so take a nice shower! I'm off to work now, goodbye sister-in-law." Xiao Long persisted, finding opportunities to talk to me from time to time, sometimes with a hint of flirtation, but it was just empty talk.
Today, I deliberately went to the balcony, watching Xiao Long appear in the garden courtyard, frequently turning back to wave at me, before finally leaving the community. It was clear he often looked back at my house like that, hoping I would suddenly appear on the balcony someday. I leaned against the carved railing and waved back. An uninformed person might mistake me for a wife seeing her husband off early in the morning. Watching Xiao Long's figure gradually fade into the distance, his image blurring, my resolve grew clearer and clearer.
My best friend once told me about a movie about plumbers, and I laughed and said it was ridiculous. I decided to use this water outage to create an opportunity to seduce Xiaolong.
The water's been out for a day and a half, even the rooftop water tank is dry.
Should I sabotage the pipes or faucets first? Then, when the water comes back on, I'll have an excuse to get Xiaolong to fix them? While he's fixing them, I can get him soaked, then use the excuse of helping, and I'll get my clothes wet too, then we can change clothes together...? And then, in that ambiguous atmosphere, it'll all fall into place... I thought of it and did it. I searched for a long time and only found a screwdriver. I pried at it for ages, my hands were aching, but the faucet wouldn't budge. Taiwanese-made faucets are just too good! Oh well!
"Wait, if I break the faucet, even the dumbest person can tell it's sabotage," I thought. "But I can claim I was in a hurry and broke it accidentally."
"What if Xiaolong can't fix it, or it takes him forever? That would be a waste of time. Should I really call a plumber?" I thought again.
The problem shouldn't be too difficult; I need an easy solution… How about stuffing a sanitary napkin into the toilet to block it? What if it actually gets clogged? Disgusting! Stuffing a cloth into the showerhead to block the water? No, that's too obvious. How could a cloth just randomly end up in the showerhead? …Finally, I decided to turn off the rotary tap in front of the water meter on the roof, then wait for Xiaolong to fix it, tell him I'd take a shower, and ask him to sit down for a bit, say hello, and have some tea. While showering, I realized the water heater wasn't working, I'd forgotten my bath towel, and my sexy lace lingerie was on the bed. A series of backup plans—if that didn't work, I was out of options. I couldn't just strip naked and lie on the bed, then tell Xiaolong, "Come on in and have your way with me!" Just thinking about it made me feel lewd!
After removing the water heater batteries and replacing them with the old ones that were waiting to be recycled… I dusted off my hands and wiped non-existent beads of sweat from my forehead with my arm. Everything was ready, except for that silly little dragon.
The water came on early, around 9 PM on Saturday night, but I didn't know until Sunday because I had turned off the water meter tap beforehand.
In the morning, I changed into a light yellow, stretchy tank top, deliberately without a bra. My high, firm breasts filled out the top, revealing my snow-white skin, a deep cleavage, and two small nipples peeking out. The top cinched at my waist, highlighting my slender figure and cute little belly button. I wore super short hot pants that would have revealed my underwear if they were any shorter, revealing my proud, long, white, and shapely legs. They were perfectly rounded without an ounce of fat. My elegant face was beautiful even without makeup; I was confident of that. I didn't turn on the air conditioning; air conditioning is bad for the skin. This also gave me a reason to rush to take a shower.
I called Xiaolong as planned.
"Xiaolong, is your water back on?"
"It came back on around 9 pm last night."
"Are you free? Come over and check why I still don't have water. I really want to take a shower." "Okay, I'll be right there." I saw Xiaolong open the door through the fisheye lens, and I opened the door myself, saying, "Come in quickly. There are slippers." "Xiaolong, thank you so much!" I said.
"It's nothing. It's only right for neighbors to help each other. You've always been very kind to me, sister-in-law." Xiaolong went into the kitchen and turned on the faucet.
I pretended not to know what was going on and asked, "What's wrong?"
"This inspection won't be quick. Why don't you come to my house first and get some water, and take a shower? You know how to use the water heater." Oh! I was taken aback. I'd made it seem like I was too eager to shower, and Xiaolong wasn't following my plan. I could only say, "Okay! I won't stand on ceremony then!" I went into the room pretending to pack a few clothes and towels I'd prepared beforehand, while thinking about how to keep the plan going. It wouldn't be right to leave towels and underwear in Xiaolong's room. I should have known better than to say I wanted to shower first. Sigh!
Plans can't keep up with changes, so I'll just have to do it this way for now.
When I got to Xiaolong's house, I went into the bathroom. The bathroom here was different from mine; mine was a shower, but this one was a bathtub. I scrubbed the bathtub with detergent, turned on the hot water tap, and the water started flowing. I'd just taken off my clothes and admired my almost flawless figure in the mirror when I heard Xiaolong knocking on the door.
"Sister-in-law, the water's fixed. Someone turned off the main water meter switch..." I quickly turned and stepped into the bathtub, soaking myself in the half-full hot water, about to answer. Then I heard Xiaolong say,
"Do you need someone to help you scrub your back?"
I wanted to say yes, but then felt that would be too unladylike.
"If you can get in, you can help me scrub my back, hehe!" If he couldn't open the door, should I get up and secretly unlock it?
"I'm in!" Xiaolong actually got in! How did he unlock it? Ah! I forgot this is his place; he must have a key.
"Oh dear! Didn't I lock the door? How did you get in? You're not dressed yet. Get out!" I covered my breasts with a towel, and my other hand covered my eyes, peeking through my fingers. What a strong, muscular physique, far superior to Ren Ge's. That thick thing was proudly erect, displaying its masculinity.
I was a little scared, but even more excited.
"Didn't your sister-in-law ask me to come in and help you scrub your back?"
Xiaolong stepped into the bathtub without ceremony, and I felt incredibly shy.
Things were progressing faster than I had planned. He really knows how to seize opportunities!
I said coquettishly, "You planned this all along!" Even if I had planned it, I'd say it was his.
I handed him the towel to help me scrub my back. He sat down behind me, his legs spread apart beside me, his erect penis deliberately pressing against my soft, white, plump buttocks. His right hand held the towel, gently scrubbing my back, while his left hand slipped under my left armpit, encircling my breasts. Under his gentle caress, my nipples hardened and stood erect. He then gently pinched my right nipple with his thumb and forefinger, rotating it slightly. I felt a little intoxicated; my whole body began to feel hot, tingly, numb, and itchy.
A few strands of my hair, piled on my head, playfully cascaded down my neck.这家伙拨开发丝，又低下头亲吻我纤细雪白如玉的颈项，吻着吻着，吻到我的耳朵，又伸出舌头舔舐我的耳廓，我不禁哆嗦起来，那是我的敏感带，让我受不了。
「别吻耳朵，痒！」我娇喘地躲着。为了躲避他对我耳朵的攻击，我站起身转过来面对他坐下说：「我帮你洗。」，两人双腿交叠，下面柔嫩的桃源洞距离他下身凶恶的东西只有短短的距离。这是个让人又爱又怕的小家伙。
洗这洗着﹐我试探地说﹕「你真是色胆包天，不怕被我老公揍？」又怕他打退堂鼓，不等他回答﹐就把沾满肥皂的手放在他火热的东西上把玩。当时的感觉是好粗呀！至少是仁哥的两倍；好硬呀！像根擀面棍；好长呀！全部进去会不会被它次刺穿？
While enjoying my caresses, Xiaolong also stroked my firm breasts, his other hand wandering over my inner thighs. Then he placed his large hand on my vulva, touching, stroking, pressing, and kneading with his fingers and palm.
I gasped for breath from his touch, my skin flushing involuntarily.
Then he asked me, "Is it okay?" It was out of respect for me. Ren-ge had never asked me; I always went along with him. Whatever he asked, I obeyed.
"Mmm!"
We stood up, and he gestured for me to turn around, lean forward, and hold onto the end of the bathtub with both hands, my legs apart. He placed one hand on my waist and the other on his one-eyed, angry-looking penis, using my already wet lubrication to forcefully enter my long-empty passage. My whole body trembled, and I couldn't help but moan, "Oh..." An unprecedented feeling of fullness filled the emptiness.
Xiaolong gradually increased the speed of his thrusts.
"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...um..." Rationally, I tried to suppress my moans, but my throat faithfully betrayed them—moans from the depths of my soul. Waves of pleasure washed over me, one after another, without ceasing. I'd lost count of how many orgasms I'd had. Xiao Long's penis showed no sign of weakening; instead, it felt increasingly hard.
Finally, it stopped. I thought Xiao Long must be tired and needed a rest. We stood facing each other. He kissed my cherry lips, his tongue chasing my own in my mouth. I responded passionately, swallowing each other's saliva.
He held me tightly, and I held him tightly too, my full, soft breasts pressed against his broad, muscular chest, flattened and deformed. I wanted to just hold him like that, to let time stand still.
But Xiao Long showed no sign of resting. He lifted my long, shapely, snow-white left leg with his right hand, making me place it on the faucet, opening my vulva wide. Then, he thrust his erect penis upwards, trying several times without success. I reached out and guided his throbbing member to my wet, glistening vulva, and he eagerly thrust in.
"Oh…!" I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my head on his reliable shoulder.
"Ruthless me."
His penis, true to its mission, moved vigorously up and down like pistons.
I experienced countless orgasms. Just when I thought my nerves were numb from the orgasms, they were overwhelmed by the next, even more intense wave.
He continued thrusting, then gently asked, "Can I ejaculate inside?" I didn't answer, but pressed his hips against my genitals, giving him a clear signal.
I could feel his essence gushing into my body like a torrent. This was something I had never experienced since I had been intimate with Ren. Ren and I never lasted more than five minutes; I always thought that was how it was. I never knew that men and women could be so in sync.
Afterwards, we soaked in the bathtub, savoring the passion we'd just shared. Xiaolong said, "That's strange, I wonder who turned off your main water meter?" I smiled and tapped his chest, saying, "Silly!" I think he was pretending.
Deliberately playing dumb. I didn't believe he still didn't understand. And I didn't call him out on it.
[The End]

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