Transform a pure and innocent young woman into a sex stunner

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I used to live in an old house when I was in high school. There was a young woman in our yard who often walked her dog. Since we lived on the first floor, I could see her often. She was about
30 years old and her name was Lanlan. She was the kind of cute girl I liked. She had a warm smile. Her figure wasn't amazing, but she was curvy.
Every time I heard her calling her dog "Niu Niu" in the yard, I would immediately run to the window to peek at her. At that time, I was an innocent teenager just beginning to experience love. I never thought that one day I could actually have something happen with her. At that time, I could only fantasize about her all day long and treat her as my sexual fantasy object.
Not long after I graduated from university, we moved. Until the beginning of this year, housing prices here rose sharply, and many people became interested in our old house listed online.
Since our old house was fully furnished and equipped with appliances, we didn't leave the keys with the real estate agent. I used to find this troublesome.
Usually, when people came to see the house, my parents would go and get the keys to open the door for them. But one time, they were both out, so they had to ask me to go.
It happened to be evening when I went. After showing the house to the agent and the buyer, I went to do some cleaning as usual. I happened to see Lanlan walking her dog outside.
I was excited at that moment. It felt like meeting my first love again after many years. From a distance, I felt that time hadn't taken away her alluring figure. Now, she had a more mature and sweet charm.
I watched her in the house for a while until she noticed me watching her. I'm not the little boy I used to be anymore, so I greeted her naturally. We chatted for a bit,
and she asked me about the recent housing prices in the area. I asked her if she was also planning to sell her house and move, and asked her to keep an eye out for potential buyers for my old house. In the end, I added her on WeChat
. I even asked if I could see her photos, but all I found were those rubbish articles from public accounts that I had reposted. But this was a good start, since we added each other on WeChat.
So, as usual, I started by asking if anyone was interested in the house, then we talked about the changes around the house, then about house prices and the Chinese real estate market, then about work, the tiring and interesting things at work, and then about life.
Since our house was recently zoned for a good primary school, I asked her if her child went there. I learned that she had a daughter who was already in high school and usually lived at school.
She then said that if the house didn't sell, her future children could also go to school there. So, I naturally talked about my own life and then about her children. From children to family, and finally to her husband, I won't go into the details of this old routine. I
learned that her husband worked at a coal design institute and seemed to be away from home often. She was a teacher in charge of affairs at the primary school, so
I talked about the past, like how I used to see her with her old dog, and how I thought she was very beautiful and gentle. Over time, our conversations gradually turned to more personal topics.
One time, I learned that her husband and daughter weren't home, so I deliberately went to her old house and texted her saying I'd arrived and suddenly missed her, asking if we could go for a walk together, including the dog.
She thought about it and agreed. We obviously couldn't just walk in the yard, so we arranged to go to a park on a hilltop near us.
This park was only about 100 meters from our old house, quite high up. It was a winding, dimly lit park with a plaza at the top where many elderly people from the neighborhood usually did square dancing. There was a pavilion nearby, a high vantage point with a view of the night scene.
When I saw her, she was indeed walking her new dog, wearing a casual nightgown. We walked around the park, chatting as we went, occasionally encountering elderly people taking a walk or jogging.
As we talked, I got closer and closer to her. The scent of a mature woman emanating from her, in the quiet night and dim light, sublimated into something alluring, seeping into my pores and making my whole body slightly numb. Involuntarily, I put my arm around her shoulder. She resisted slightly but then let me hold her. I took advantage of the situation and slid my hand down to her waist. Her waist wasn't particularly slender; in fact, she had a thin layer of fat around her waist. But that's part of the charm of a mature woman—the flesh on her waist was just the right amount of softness, feeling like breasts to the touch. We walked for about half an hour, and I suggested we find a place to sit. So
we went to the pavilion at the top of the hill. By then, the square dancing below had ended, but there was still a couple in the pavilion.
Lanlan wanted to leave when she saw us, but I firmly pulled her over. The couple, seeing that we weren't going to leave, tactfully moved away to another spot to be affectionate. Now it was just the two of us in the pavilion. She stood up and pretended to look at the night view. I took the opportunity to stand behind her, my hands reaching under her body to grab the railing in front of her. My swollen lower body pressed against her full, soft buttocks through her thin nightgown. Because she had her hair styled in a bun facing me, I greedily inhaled the fragrance of her hair while simultaneously enjoying the intoxicating sensation of her soft, elastic buttocks pressing against me. Soon,
I withdrew my hand from the railing and placed it on her lower abdomen, gently lifting her into my arms and pulling her closer, pressing her buttocks against my groin. She
continued to feign composure, admiring the scenery, while silently enduring my advances, letting me do as I pleased without daring to utter a sound. Gradually, I could feel her body heating up behind me, her breathing becoming rapid. She could no longer maintain her standing posture; I felt her rub her buttocks back and forth, as if my penis were a magnet attracting her.
I knew she was now aroused, wanting to actively seek my penis with her buttocks, but shyly, she could only silently turn her back to me. Perhaps rubbing her full buttocks against my penis was her bravest and most proactive way of seeking it,
but my rationality did not waver. Overwhelmed by intense desire, I knew that although it was late, this was still a public place, especially the pavilion with its excellent night view, which was definitely a must-see for tourists. So I simply pulled her to face me, gave her a deep kiss, and whispered in her ear, "Let's go somewhere else." She
breathed heavily and hummed in agreement, then tidied her hair, which I had ruffled, and straightened her wrinkled nightgown before following me.
The two of us and the dog took another path down the park. This path used to be lined with the park staff's houses, but... There's hardly anyone living here now, and this alley is so dark that very few people pass by.
As we walked along, I suddenly stopped. She paused for a moment, then immediately understood my motive.
We started kissing passionately in this dark place. Her kiss wasn't very skilled; she could only respond passively, but that was enough for me.
Because she was only wearing a thin nightgown, I could easily knead her plump buttocks and breasts through her clothes. Even through the nightgown, my hands could feel the bulge of her panties and the lace trim on her bra.
Our saliva mingled intensely, intertwining and inseparable. Her kiss gradually became more relaxed and skilled; her tongue was like a soft, sweet rice cake, allowing me to savor it in my mouth.
Suddenly, her puppy barked, pulling us back to reality. We both paused for a moment, then smiled at each other. About half an hour later, we returned to my old house. A few months ago, someone was renting it out, and our family would come to clean it regularly, so it was fully equipped with appliances and was quite clean—ready to move in immediately.
I wanted to turn on the light, but she stopped me, saying it wouldn't be good for outsiders to see.
That's the advantage of a married woman; once you've successfully seduced her, she'll completely cooperate and consider your needs. What she said actually makes a lot of sense. After all, no one has lived here for a long time, and it's on the first floor. She often walks the dog in the yard, and if the lights are on, people outside or from other floors can easily spot us. After all, she still has to live here.
Since the beautiful woman has already tacitly agreed, I won't hold back anymore. Using the dim light of the streetlights outside, I had her sit on the solid wood sofa, and then I straddled her and passionately kissed her
. Under the cover of the night, Lanlan lost her previous reserve and took the initiative to hold my head, her whole body twisting like a snake.
After kissing for a while, I squatted down to lick her vulva. Because she was wearing a loose nightgown, it was very convenient to lift her skirt. As soon as I lifted it, I smelled a strong scent of love juice down there. I used my tongue and fingers to discover that her panties were soaked, as if she had urinated!
I licked her panties and then sucked the wet liquid on them with my mouth. She suddenly let out a low moan, and then began to breathe heavily. I thought to myself, "She's too sensitive!" I'm about to climax before I've even licked her?
Taking advantage of her momentary daze, I pulled down her panties and placed them aside. Then I spread her legs wide and buried my head in her skirt, savoring her tender vulva...
Her flesh was smooth and plump, with a faint salty taste and body fragrance. Combined with the warmth of her body, it was like an absolute, pristine delicacy laid out before me. I licked and sucked indiscriminately, my tongue swirling inside, using saliva to comb her soft pubic hair, teasing her swollen clitoris... Afraid of not serving her well enough, I felt my tongue transform into a penis, now conquering her vulva with abandon.
She gasped for breath, her hands pressing against my head through her nightgown as if trying to force me into her womb.
I exerted even more effort, using all my strength. Finally, her body convulsed and she climaxed, involuntarily releasing a puddle of fluid that soaked the back of her skirt. I used my tongue to clean up the mess between her legs. Every time my tongue lightly touched her genitals, she would shudder as if being tickled.
I crawled out from under her skirt and laid her, still in the afterglow of her orgasm, on the sofa. She slumped down, as if she had no bones. If I hadn't caught her in time, her head would probably have hit the sofa armrest, which I couldn't bear.
I asked her if she was comfortable, and she lazily replied, "Mmm." At this moment, she probably didn't have the strength or the desire to say another word. I took off her nightgown and bra one by one. Her underwear was indeed dark lace, very sexy. In the light from outside, I could only see her body, which shone like white jade, like a piece of sushi waiting for me to taste.
I didn't hold back and started to roam over her. She was covered in fine beads of sweat from her recent orgasm, which was like a seasoning with salt and flavor.
I paid special attention to her reactions as I licked her armpits, waist, and neck. Finally, my tongue plunged into her mouth, the taste of her love juices and sweat delighting her. She quickly regained consciousness and responded to my passionate kiss.
I continued to knead her large breasts; though slightly sagging, they still shone with a white, jade-like luster even in the darkness. Her skin was indeed very good, clearly well-maintained. However, upon closer inspection, there were some fine lines on her face that she couldn't hide even with makeup. Fortunately, it was dark, so I didn't look too closely. I relied entirely on the feel of
her arms; they were truly boneless. In fact, by pinching her arms, I could almost feel the bones through her delicate skin. I didn't dare to use too much force, afraid of bruising her. After
a long period of foreplay, I felt it was time to get down to business. I put on a good-looking thong, had her hug me, and lifted her up forcefully, intending to take her to the bed in the inner room to have my way with her.
But the bed in the inner room was empty; the previous tenant had taken the bedding with them, leaving only a palm-fiber mattress, though a cloth was placed on top to keep out the dust. When I put her on the sofa, she still felt uncomfortable, saying there were thorns.
Her skin was so delicate, she was like the Princess and the Pea. But I couldn't spoil the fun, so I carried her back to the sofa
. This time, I sat on the bottom and she straddled me. We faced each other and slowly penetrated her. Her insides were like a muddy, slippery mountain path after several days of rain. Plus, she was older, so it was easy for me to insert. But Lanlan didn't realize she was moving up and down and just kept kissing me. So I had to lift my hips and thrust in and out myself. Although she moaned and responded to me every time I penetrated, she probably hadn't tried this position before and wasn't very cooperative
. After a few rounds, I realized this wasn't working. So I decided to take her to the balcony and have her hold onto the cabinet there before entering her from behind. That finally worked. Her ample breasts and buttocks swayed back and forth during doggy style (her large, ripe breasts swayed back and forth, while her two soft mounds cushioned my thrusts, creating rhythmic slapping sounds; each impact sent a spectacular wave of her hips undulating). Her
hair, styled in a bun, fell loose and draped over her back with our vigorous movements, incredibly alluring. I held her waist with one hand and kneaded her breasts with the other, while my tongue roamed freely over her smooth back—an experience I will never forget.
After hundreds of rounds, we were both drenched in sweat, glued together like jelly. As she approached her climax, I increased my speed and force. Her moans and the slapping sounds from her lower body grew louder and more rhythmic. With each contraction of her body, my penis, as if being milked by two hands, released a torrent of thick semen
. Afterwards, we snuggled together on the sofa, sharing light kisses and caresses. I wanted her to lick me clean down there, but she seemed very resistant and aggrieved.
When I asked, she said her husband had never licked her genitals before, nor had they ever tried any other positions; it was always very traditional and mechanical. Her sexual experience was quite naive and ignorant. She even asked if I thought she was selfish and unromantic.
I said no, she was just too innocent, and I promised to properly train her sometime in the future. She didn't say anything, burying her head in my chest, enjoying the security of my masculinity. After a while of caressing, it was time for us to go home.
Because her job was very easy, and her husband and daughter were rarely around, this created excellent opportunities for me. She became more proactive in chatting with me, and whenever I had time, I would verbally train her, helping her accept our relationship.
Her demands on me also... From resistance to submission, I took advantage of the situation and asked her out very frequently during that period. She was like a game I had completed, constantly unlocking various positions and ways of playing that she had never heard of before. And after she tried them, she accepted them readily, making me even more irresistible.
Once, I suggested doing something more exciting. That day, I went to her house, had dinner first, and then watched TV with her for a while. Around 11 pm, we went down to the yard to prepare for some outdoor
sex. The location was outside the balcony of my old house. I carefully chose this location because our balcony has an awning, and the balcony is located at the corner of the house. There was no one in the yard at night, and with the cover of darkness, it was difficult to spot anyone there. If people from the building wanted to watch our performance, they would have to lean half their bodies out around our awning, which would only be possible for acrobats. Since everyone had installed security bars on their windows, we were completely safe. The only worry was someone coming into the yard in the middle of the night, but that only made it more exciting. Our location allowed direct access from our balcony to the yard gate, making it practically foolproof.
As it turned out, our outdoor adventure was safe, because it actually drizzled a little late that night. The rain wasn't heavy, and we could feel the fine raindrops blowing in the wind while we sheltered under the awning.
She was wearing a loose nightgown, and I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts—all for convenience. We had a great time. Although we were both dressed, our souls were intertwined. She held onto our security window with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, trying not to make too much noise, while I vigorously entered and exited from behind. I used to see her walking her dog in the yard, and I had fantasized about having sex with her there. This time, my dream came true.
We started caressing and kissing as we reached the designated spot, and it wasn't until I pulled out and made her kneel in front of me that I ejaculated into her mouth. The whole process took about half an hour. Unfortunately, she still refused to swallow, and she spat it all onto the flower bed. But that's something to worry about later.
Because the environment was so stimulating, she was actually still not satisfied. So we cleaned up and went back to her house. By then, she had really enjoyed it and hugged me and kissed me passionately as soon as we entered the house. Then we took a bath together to recover our energy. Afterwards, we got into position on her and her husband's bed, using my favorite position, the woman on top. I love watching her loose hair and breasts bounce and sway with the rhythm of her body movements. And when I got up, I could push her down on the bed and turn the tables.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. On this stormy night, I held her as we fell asleep.
[The End]

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