The good younger brother of a mature woman

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After the intense climax, I felt completely drained, like a lump of mud, lying beneath him, eyes closed, mind blank. He held me close, pressing down on me, but I could feel his warm, heavy breath near my ear. Every now and then, he would get up and pull out his enormous member. During this process, my body involuntarily trembled, and I felt a sudden emptiness in my lower body, as if something was missing. Semen mixed with our vaginal fluids flowed out, and I felt it run from my vaginal opening through my perineum, down my anus, and onto the sofa. My mind remained blank, my body feeling like it had taken some kind of muscle relaxant, too weak to care, too lazy to care. I closed my eyes, enjoying the fading afterglow in my brain. He lay beside me, his left hand supporting his head, one leg and his enormous member draped over me, admiring my naked body while his other hand gently caressed my skin—not with intense stimulation, but with gentle caresses. For the past year or so since we got married, every time after we finished making love, whether I had an orgasm or not, my husband would always fall asleep right after he ejaculated. As my mind gradually cleared, I began to feel that my husband was like a stranger, while my partner, A, was the one who truly helped me experience pleasure and who truly understood my body. I felt a little strength return, opened my eyes and glanced at him. He smiled slightly at me, and I unconsciously rolled over and hugged him tightly, then closed my eyes again, stroking his sexy chest and abdominal muscles with my hands…

“Is it comfortable, sister?” “Yes.” “Haha, sister is so sexy, and I’ve been longing for you for so long, it made me ejaculate too quickly, otherwise…” He chuckled again, and I felt his smile was very lewd. I remembered how I was lewd under him, begging him to enter me, and I was so ashamed that I buried myself in his arms… Just then, a cell phone rang. It wasn’t mine. He got up and picked up the phone. “What… damn it… that old nun is checking the dorms again… okay, okay… I’ll go back right away…” It turned out they were checking the dorms, and my roommates were calling all those who had gone out all night to talk about me, and those who rented apartments, to go back immediately. He gave me a few instructions, gently picked me up, put me on the bed in the bedroom, and covered me with a blanket. I didn't open my eyes the whole way, and I didn't know what to say. Only after he closed the door did I open my eyes, listening to the rustling of clothes being put on outside, then the security door opening and closing with a bang. Only then did my heart calm down, and I started thinking about everything that had just happened, everything that was still blurry. A boy so much younger than me had become my man. My petite figure felt like a little bird beneath him. I had been conquered by a boy so much younger than myself. I had actually let another man see every part of my body behind my husband's back, and had even shown him the lust in my bones… My feelings were complicated. I felt a sense of guilt towards my husband. When we got married, I had told myself that my body could only belong to my husband (I'll write about my pre-marital life later), but for some reason, this betrayal and shame made my body feel a surge of desire. I ran to the bathroom and quickly took a shower.

Perhaps because I was exhausted, I, who never needs an alarm clock, woke up late. I didn't have time to think about anything else; I quickly washed up, got dressed, and rushed to work. I was busy as soon as I got there. It was almost noon, and with nothing else to do, I finished the spreadsheet, poured myself a glass of water, and sat down. Unconsciously, I thought of Xiao A, and the passion of last night. Wait, no, looking up, I saw two male colleagues still in the office, and my face burned. Why was I thinking about these things in broad daylight? Seeing my colleagues there felt like my thoughts were being seen, and I felt ashamed. "Will he come again tonight? I should refuse him, but can I?" Lost in thought, I unconsciously opened QQ. He was online; he occasionally left me messages during the day. I looked at his avatar, waiting for him to respond. But I didn't know if he hadn't seen it or if I was in class. Maybe he was training, his phone was online. Should I talk to him? No, I couldn't. After yesterday, what might have been a natural greeting now felt like I was beckoning him, seducing him. I resolutely closed QQ, picked up the spreadsheet, and tried to distract myself with work.

After get off work that evening, on the bus, I kept thinking, "Did he leave me a message? Is he coming to my house again? Is he...?" When I got home, I immediately turned on my computer. His avatar was lit up, his computer was online, he should be back home, but there wasn't a single message. Are all men like this? They just want my body once. All that chatting, all that boredom, all that caring talk, was just to play with me once? No, it can't be like this. Since he's already done it, he wouldn't not want to have me again... I slapped my forehead. Ah, what are you thinking? Do you want him to keep seducing you? Do you want him to have your body again? Are you willingly exposing your lewdness to him? Is that it? Isn't that it? Is this exactly what you want? ... Just then, his avatar flashed, inviting me to a video chat. Without hesitation, I clicked. "What are you doing, sister? Thinking about me?" "No, not at all, so vain..." "Then are you thinking about my lower body? You went online without changing clothes or showering today, are you eager to chat with me, haha?" "Get lost..." I didn't know what to say. It seemed like he saw right through me. "I wanted you to get rid of my viruses and Trojans as soon as possible..."

"Haha, you're lying, it's so easy for you to just unplug the webcam or turn it around, haha..." "I, I'm afraid you'll ruin my computer..." "Haha, okay, okay, stop teasing me, you look so sexy today, it's the first time you've video chatted with me in work clothes, I love women in short skirts and stockings." "A skirt suit is work clothes, idiot." "I know it's work clothes, you look so beautiful in a suit skirt, it would be even better if you unbuttoned one button on your shirt. Unbutton one, little brother, let me see." "This... what are you looking at..." "Little brother saw it yesterday, are you still shy, haha." "Keep your voice down, don't let your roommate hear." "Sister, be good, or I'll tell him everything later, tell him how smooth your body is, tell him how seductive your moans are..." "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, keep your voice down..." I pretended to be angry, maybe only I knew that I wasn't afraid of him, just making an excuse, maybe I was willing to let him see me myself. I unbuttoned one button and looked down to let him see my white bra. "Ah, so beautiful, that cleavage is absolutely irresistible. Sister, could you lower the camera a bit? I want to see your legs.

" "This..." "Hurry up, dear sister, I'll go tell my roommate first." I lowered the camera and then, following his instructions, pulled my skirt up step by step. In the video, the top of my stockings was revealed, along with a glimpse of my white panties. "Ah, a woman like this is the sexiest." "Think about it, sister, when your male colleagues see you like this, they'll all get hard, they'll all fantasize about pinning you down and fucking you hard..." Ah, following his instructions and listening to his dirty words, I became obsessed, my whole body getting hotter and hotter. "Sister's orgasm is really different. Some people scream wildly, but when you're about to orgasm, you scream wildly, but during the orgasm, it's like you lose consciousness, the screams are just a little bit with the trembling of your body, your body is completely soft, it makes me feel like I'm fucking you until you faint, fucking you to heaven, the force of your lower body and the natural trembling of low moans, the feedback is so strong...

" "Ah, stop talking..." Listening to him describe himself, I felt lust rush to my brain, every cell in my body wanted to experience that feeling again. "Sister, do you want it?" "Yes, I do." "Do you want your little brother to come over and fuck you now?" "Yes, I do." "Have you been thinking about it all day?" "Uh... um? Yes." Saying these lewd words, I became even more excited. "Then how about your little brother comes over and fucks you now?" "Okay, come on, I can't take it anymore..." "Okay, I'm coming over to fuck you now, but you promise me you'll take off your bra, and you can't change any other clothes. Change your slippers into the high heels you wear to work. I'm coming over to see how wet your panties are." After saying that, he closed QQ. I did as he said, took off my bra, went to the door, and changed into the black stilettos I had just taken off. Oh right, I went to the window and drew the curtains. My body seemed to smell the scent of sex, and my lower body was quickly secreting fluids.

A doorbell rang. I, my vagina still wet, hurried to the door in my uncomfortable high heels. Opening it, I found him standing there, his large shorts bulging. He was panting heavily, and he pulled me into the house, slamming the door shut behind him and pinning me against the wall. As if I'd been waiting for this moment, I embraced him, tiptoeing to find his lips. He lowered his head and kissed me. I eagerly slipped my tongue inside, letting him suckle my overflowing saliva. A masculine scent, tinged with tobacco, instantly melted me. I felt that tonight I would completely let go, to find my pleasure. He immediately pulled off his large t-shirt, revealing his muscular body. His erect penis pressed against me, rubbing against my skin through my skirt. I felt both of them so close, separated only by a thin sheet of fabric. We were simply teasing them, making them crave more, more excited, so that we could experience greater pleasure. His huge hands grabbed my breasts, playing with them and changing their shapes. I rested my hands on his pectoral muscles, touching his erect nipples with my fingers; they were hard and he was extremely aroused. I waved my slender fingers past his eyes, letting him see my long, purple-painted nails, then slid them down and scratched his nipples twice with the tips of my nails. "Ah..." His face showed a look of surprise, seemingly satisfied that I had also taken the initiative to arouse him. I felt his huge member stiffen twice. He slid his large hand under my skirt, pulled my panties to the side, and began to caress them. "Ah~~~" I tilted my head back, unable to help but groan, "Haha, sister is all wet, wet for a long time, haha...

" I rolled my eyes at him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and went to his mouth again, lifting my right leg and hooking it onto his leg, spreading my legs so that he could stimulate my genitals more easily. He wrapped one arm around my waist, supporting my weight, and with the other hand, he inserted his middle finger into my vagina, his palm pressed tightly against my clitoris, twisting it back and forth. My mouth remained with his, I moaned softly, my body growing weaker and weaker. One foot was on the ground, still wearing high heels, a feeling of utter helplessness, a growing stimulation of being played with until I was powerless by a man. I was still wearing my work clothes, the formal Western-style suit skirt around my waist, the white shirt with only the bottom two buttons undone, and the black stockings I had worn for formality were now stained with my own juices. Ah, all these stimulations brought me to orgasm under his fingers. I felt a surge of heat gush out, pouring onto his fingers, and the only leg supporting me instantly went limp. He felt this too, grabbing me to prevent me from sliding down the wall, withdrawing his fingers, and easily lifting me up.

He carried me to the bedroom, tossed me onto the bed, and I lay there, motionless, like a woman in a martial arts drama who had taken a drug. He was by the bed, facing me, pulling down his shorts. His underwear was damp, and I could see the contents. He removed his only clothing, revealing his enormous penis. Since I was lying right next to him, all I could see was dark pubic hair and his bulging, veiny penis. He moved closer, and I couldn't help but admire this thing that gave me such immense pleasure for the first time. He took my hand and touched it. I smeared my palm with his precum, then slowly moved my hand down the glans, coating it completely, occasionally scratching the glans with my fingernail, causing it to twitch. Little A placed his right hand on my breast, his left hand inside my hair, pressing me between his legs. I understood, opening my mouth and touching his glans with the tip of my tongue, then sliding my tongue back and forth over his penis. His penis throbbed with stimulation, and I took it into my mouth. Little A's fingers unconsciously tightened around my hair; I knew he was enjoying it. Supporting his penis with one hand, he reached under my skirt with the other and pulled down my underwear. Xiao A's breathing grew heavier, and I could feel the veins bulging in the thing in my mouth. Xiao A finally couldn't hold back any longer and pulled it out. By this time, my mouth was already very wet; his semen mixed with my saliva, and because I couldn't close my mouth, it had already dripped down my chin. Xiao A grabbed my ankle and twisted me around, so that our lower bodies were facing each other. He ruthlessly tore open the only two buttons on my shirt, kneading my breasts as he tried to penetrate me. "Take off your clothes," I whispered.

"Why?" "I'm all sweaty, and the stockings are sticking to my body, it feels so awkward..." "No, sister, you're wearing stockings, it excites me, it makes me feel like I'm fucking a married woman, a working waitress, or even a proud lobby manager... hahaha..." As he spoke, he thrust closer to my body. "Ah~~ ah!" I screamed, stimulated, no longer caring about the discomfort of the stockings sticking to my body. "Sister, sister, I like calling you 'sister' while I fuck you... Do you like me fucking you?" "Mmm, mmm, I like it," I answered, breathless from the fucking. These words during sex made me feel even more lewd and excited. The pleasure grew stronger and stronger, and I grabbed his hands that were holding my legs tightly. "Sister, you'll have to think about having sex while wearing this sexy work uniform when you go to work." "Mmm... ah... ah..." He stood on the ground, his doggy-style position becoming more powerful, waves of pleasure washing over me, and I couldn't help but scream, "Little brother, faster, harder, harder fuck sister... ah~ ah~~" "Let's change positions, sister." He took out something and lay down next to me. The emptiness in my lower body made me desperately want to be penetrated again. He pulled my hand and helped me onto him. I was wearing high heels, so I squatted on the bed, above his penis. He grinned lewdly and deliberately thrust a few times, rubbing against my vaginal opening. I felt my vaginal fluid flowing down, dripping onto his large glans. Ah, I eagerly grasped his penis, wanting to slowly sit down. But he seemed to see my thoughts, his hand on my waist, pulling me down and pressing me onto his enormous penis.

This position was already deep, and with his size, it pressed right against my cervix. "Sister, I want you to move yourself, to fuck me yourself... Doesn't this position make you feel even more lewd?..." "Mmm... mmm... ah... ah..." I started moving, the stimulation of my body and his words made me unable to resist any reason. I obeyed the command of my inner self, shaking wildly, sometimes grabbing his hand and interlocking our fingers, sometimes fiercely scratching his chest. He also grabbed my breasts, his other hand roaming back and forth on my inner thighs and clitoris, trying his best to stimulate me. He took my hand and placed it on my breasts, making me stimulate myself, while he touched my stockings, admiring my most lewd expression. I felt it was almost time. I pressed my hips against him, twisting my lower body to press them closer. He understood, pulled me close, and stroked my buttocks. He bent his legs and began thrusting rapidly. "Ah~~~ Ah~~~~ Ah~~~" I felt I didn't need to move anymore, so I offered my mouth, waiting for that moment to arrive. He cried out excitedly too, his speed increasing, pounding into my body. With a long howl, I felt hot semen pour onto my clitoris, and I reached my climax as well…

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