Lustful women are like tigers

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It was May, and everyone has their lucky moments, right? I, a southerner, recently had my lucky break—the best kind of luck in love!

Time is like a fishing net; wherever you cast it, you reap a harvest. Lately, I've been browsing various forums, especially those featuring people nearby. After half a month of effort, including all sorts of flirting and deception, I've finally spotted a few targets. I feel like I'm about to close the net on two of them. But hunting for love requires patience. At the very least, I need to project an image of mutual attraction, of being willing to be entangled in this fleeting romance. Otherwise, all my efforts will be in vain, and being smeared would be a huge failure!

Finally, the conversation with the young woman reached the crucial point of meeting. My heart was pounding like a deer's; I was nervous about the upcoming meeting, but also insecure about myself. After all, she was a "tiger" around 30. Although we had video chatted in between, and both of us tried our best to make up for the shortcomings of the chat, the meeting was finally here, so it was all about to begin. We secretly arranged to meet around 8 pm, the pretext being to watch "Avengers: Endgame" together, which was also one of her favorite movies, so we'd have something to talk about. I bought a seat in the back row where few people had chosen, dressed in relatively stylish clothes, did my hair, brushed my teeth and washed my face again, took a bite of Extra gum, and headed out to the CBD Central Cinema. On the way, I blushed and bought my first Viagra, feeling like a thorn in my back, all for... Unspokenly, I arrived at the venue 30 minutes early, picked up my ticket, and didn't dare to sit openly in the lobby because I felt a little guilty. I half-hidden in a corner, holding the movie poster, trying to appear as a calm and collected person!

*Beep beep*, my WeChat rang. My heart skipped a beat, my hands trembled, and my blood rushed to my head. I pulled out my phone and stared at the text on the screen: I'm behind you. At that moment, I dared not turn around. I unlocked my proud Samsung Note 9, opened the front camera, and sure enough, it was beautiful. My blood was boiling. On the screen, our eyes met!

"Pretty handsome, little one," my older sister spoke first. After all, she was 6-7 years older than me, and her composure and quick thinking were superior. I couldn't show weakness. I slowly stood up and stood in front of her. My 1.78-meter height was undeniably handsome, and I slowly said: "Sister, you are so beautiful." At the same time, I placed my hands on her shoulders. After all, we had known each other for a long time, and she didn't resist. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms, my left hand on her back and my right hand on her head. She was about 165 cm tall. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. I could hear her heartbeat, which wasn't calm either. Her delicate fragrance filled my senses. I thought she must be very innocent. It felt like we were a couple, but I had to stay calm. I'm a jerk. I have a serious girlfriend. I can't let her interfere in my life, and I won't. This time, it was my turn to speak. I kissed her ear and said, "Let's watch a movie." Reluctantly, we separated our clung bodies. I suggested we buy some food, but she said no, that would be uncivilized. I grinned mischievously and said okay. She pinched me, and at that moment, my lust was fully unleashed. A wicked fire burned in my heart and veins. Girlfriends and fidelity had long been burned away by my raging flames. Time came, we went through the ticket check and got our 3D glasses to enter. Row 12, seats 7-8. The movie was about to start. It was still popular, but there weren't many people in the front. So, I held her hand and watched it together. During the passionate moments, she would squeeze me tighter; during the intense moments, she would... But all I could think about were those dirty thoughts!

Until the moment we kissed, I felt the slight movement of her fingers. I guessed she might be aroused. I took the opportunity to kiss her fragrant pink lips, teasing her lips with my tongue. Slowly, she began to respond, and our tongues began to intertwine. The stimulation of this passionate encounter was indescribable. My lower body was already rock hard and began to secrete some unknown fluid. At this moment, her hand suddenly touched my crotch. A 15cm penis is still somewhat attractive to a woman. The excessive stimulation caused our mouths to stop moving. For a moment, the movie sound was no longer audible. Only our heavy breathing could be heard. In this situation, I boldly touched her breasts, rhythmically stroking them. I let her caress my penis, and she let me kiss her fragrant lips and caress her breasts. I gradually moved to her private parts, and I guessed that I had aroused her. She actually took out my penis, as if this movie theater was our love bed. I whispered: "Help me lick my little brother's little thing!" She seemed to be completely absorbed, actually bending down to suck me. From initially circling the glans and sucking the tip, to swallowing deeply, and eventually swallowing every time, I was terrified of being discovered and of ejaculating too quickly. Normally, my girlfriend's casual sucking would give me a chance to slip up, but this time, the scene was incredibly intense, and I had already finished. About fifteen minutes had passed, and she probably got tired. Suddenly, she stopped, which was exactly what I expected, because I was close to climaxing. She looked up, and I saw her beautiful face glistening with crystal-clear tears. I was shocked. I helped her up, not even caring about the exposure from standing up. I held her for a long time before she said, "I'm sorry, I spoiled your fun. I wanted it so much, I'm so tired." Holding her and comforting her—that's what I, a beast in human clothing, am best at!

Once she felt a bit better and lost interest in the movie, I suggested we go out. Even though we hadn't finished the film, there was no regret at that moment. We walked out of the theater and out of the CBD together. Despite our age difference, the night made us blend in seamlessly, and we were undeniably the envy of everyone!

We wandered aimlessly along the quiet streets, unsure of where to go. Was it a hotel or my run-down rented room? My sister, being the older sister she is, had the final say. She solemnly asked, "Your place or mine?" Seeing my puzzled expression, she said wistfully, "My place is more convenient."

My sister was watching my every move, her every move closely. I followed her step by step, feeling a sense of unease. Had I been tricked? But even with doubts, my hands and legs didn't stop. She pulled me along, and we walked, laughing and chatting, until we reached a decent-looking apartment building. I could tell she wasn't comfortable letting me in, and I had a pretty good idea what was going on. She said gruffly, "Find your own way in. I'm in 1605. If you can't get in, don't even think about getting in!" I made a heart shape with my hands above my head to indicate I was okay. A few minutes later, I finally followed her in, calming my anxious heart.

I knocked on the door, and as soon as I started knocking, it opened, and she lunged at my neck! She bit my neck like a wild beast released from its cage. I slammed the door shut behind me, my hands roaming over her body. My desire had surged multiple times a day, and I was worried my body couldn't handle it. So, when she released me, I bit her chin and said, "Let's take this to the next level." She seemed a little uncomfortable with that, so she showed me her one-bedroom apartment. Upon entering, there was a foyer, and to the right was the bathroom. The small bathroom was divided into three sections: the first had a sink and vanity, the second surprisingly had a bathtub and a smart toilet, and the third was a shower. Further along from the foyer, to the left was the bedroom, and to the right was the living room and open kitchen. I never expected an apartment of only fifty square meters to be so well-furnished, with all the necessary furniture. The air inside was filled with enticing fragrances; no wonder she smelled so sweet. Her bedroom was neat and tidy, like a little girl's room!

As I watched, I suddenly hugged her from behind, reaching under her skirt to unhook her bra. My other hand rhythmically kneaded and teased her breasts, while my other hand reached for her panties. With my lewd actions, she couldn't help but murmur softly, gasp loudly, and twist her legs, spreading them apart. I attacked again, quickly adjusting my position, squatting under her skirt, and sucking on her panties. She trembled violently, feeling like she was about to lose her balance. I quickly stood up and supported her. My lips, mixed with salty moisture and her love juices, kissed her forehead. She must have noticed, because she said seductively, "Let's take a bath together."

Of course, I immediately agreed. While she went into the bedroom to get her clothes, I quickly swallowed the pill and then helped her to the bathroom. She rinsed the bathtub briefly and then started filling it with water. During this time, we were in a bit of a stalemate because neither of us would take off our clothes. Sigh! She said, "Take off your clothes." Under such bright lights, I suddenly felt a little shy, but I still took off my clothes, including my underwear, and then removed her dress. I pulled her to the shower to wash our bodies and the parts we would use later, until the bathtub overflowed. We both got into the tub; thankfully, it was big enough, but a lot of water still overflowed. At this moment, our eyes met, and my younger brother and sister also looked at each other, starting to scrutinize each other. Even without makeup, she was still exquisite and beautiful. I stared at her intently, and she blushed slightly. I slowly looked into the deeper water. The water rippled back and forth, making it difficult to see clearly. A small slit was hidden in the slightly dark folds, with a few soft, sparse pubic hairs growing on it. Even with the ripples, that spot began to reveal itself, and then a pair of beautiful legs appeared in the shimmering water. The water was sparkling and translucent, and he was also looking me over. The effects of the drug slowly took hold in the hot water; my penis began to swell, becoming unusually full, even several sizes larger than usual. The young woman noticed my virility, her face flushing. I was now driven mad with lust, but she said in a commanding yet coquettish tone, "Lick my feet." I was reluctant; normally I definitely wouldn't have, but now I had a plan—a scene from the movie "Kill Zone," making love in the water. I gently lifted her legs while caressing her, starting to lick her calves, slowly moving to her toes, sucking on every toe, kissing every part of her foot. She was also excited by my compliance, beginning to moan softly. Because I lifted her legs, the bathtub space felt much larger!

I placed her legs on my shoulders, and used the softness of my erection to touch the area around her labia. Because she was tall enough, I didn't know I was submerging her. I started kissing her, one hand holding onto the bathtub and leaning against her, the other hand using my erection to rub against her mons pubis, occasionally touching her private parts. Now I couldn't control the situation anymore. She took a sip of bathwater and kissed me. Would I refuse? No. She put the bathwater into my mouth, and because I was impatient, my throat was dry, and I actually swallowed it. Seeing me swallow seemed to excite her even more. She started touching my penis, wanting to push it in, moaning and saying: I've never done it in the water before, I really want to try, little brother, come in, hurry, do it, me.

Mixed with our love juices, I slowly entered her, feeling the constraint of her vaginal tubular granules. I slowly penetrated deeper, once, twice, three times… It quickly became slippery. With the arrival of pleasure, I felt the strong suction of her vagina, the vacuum when I pulled out, the squeezing sensation when I inserted. I felt an overwhelming surge of pleasure. Normally, I would have given up at this moment, but now, thanks to that granule, disappointment didn't occur. Instead, my tidal wave of pleasure intensified, and I couldn't help but groan. She was already enveloped in pleasure, panting softly. It truly is the best place for communication with a woman—the vagina. This scene couldn't be more perfect! The

lovemaking didn't last long before she began to tremble. It was indeed too stimulating. I guessed she had orgasmed. She tried to push me away, but I wouldn't stop, continuing my frenzied, primal movements. Sure enough, she orgasmed again. At this moment, she helplessly said, "Please, take it out. Let's rest." I wasn't about to, but I couldn't bear to leave her soaking in the water. I stood up and lifted her out of the bathtub. She looked like a lotus emerging from the water. I had her sit on the edge of the tub and started sucking her genitals with my mouth. There was so much fluid and vaginal discharge. I mischievously brought my lips to her pink lips and transferred the fluid into her mouth, as if to repay what I had done earlier. After a few rounds, the fluid and discharge were gone. We dried ourselves off and slowly walked towards the bedroom. Seeing her unsteady steps, I couldn't help but have a strange thought: anal sex, haha. After getting into bed, she said she was a little tired and asked me to massage her. Could I refuse? First, I massaged her back, head, shoulders, back, buttocks, thighs, and calves. Finally, I crossed the line and licked her anus. I thought she would curl her buttocks up, but instead, she raised them. Filled with shame and lust, I began to earnestly lick her anus. Soon, my saliva and her vaginal fluids flowed slowly down her vulva, glistening. I suggested 69, and she agreed, but I had to be on top. I started sucking, licking, and blowing. At this moment, she also stirred my scrotum and slowly moved back. I subtly shifted my hips to expose my anus, and she cooperated by licking it! So good! It's the first time I've had it licked here! Ah, ah, I moaned!

Because we had just made love, her vulva wasn't completely closed yet, and I could vaguely see the pink bud inside. I was so excited! A mix of voyeurism and shame overwhelmed me. I couldn't resist and inserted two fingers. She instinctively tried to resist, but faced with my advances and her love juices, she could only yield. After some groping, I slowly found the legendary G-spot. This was my first time doing this! I gently stroked that uniquely textured G-spot while licking her clitoris, my hands roaming along her legs. Another vaginal spasm; she seemed to have orgasmed again. I could clearly feel the increased lubrication. She urged me to go in, but I stubbornly rubbed the entrance several times with the lubrication before slowly entering—the old-fashioned technique of three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Serving this stunning beauty, I supported her back with one hand and maintained my balance with the other, allowing us to penetrate deeper and more powerfully each time. After a while, I put her down and began to suckle and tease her breasts. Finally, I was close to climaxing. As she convulsed again, I told her I was almost there. She told me to pull out, and I took the opportunity to put my huge penis into her mouth. Her oral skills were amazing, and I came. It hurt so much when I came; my urethra and perineum were all sore, but I could only groan to cover it up. I ejaculated a total of nine times, each time very full. She sucked for a while, then suddenly pressed me down, wanting to exchange her semen with mine. I softened, and so, as our tongues swirled, the fluid disappeared, but the taste of passion remained, and then I felt a sense of emptiness!

I hugged her and started chatting. She told me about her background and current situation, and I did the same. To protect my privacy, I won't reveal the content of our conversation.

I don't know what time it was, but we were so tired that we fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until dawn. She had already gotten up and made two steaks and two glasses of milk. She opened the window, and the bright sunlight woke me up, completely naked. She called me to eat, hid my clothes, and wouldn't let me wear them. So, I ate naked, and she even recorded me, saying, "If you don't behave in the future, I'll post it online." My phone was nowhere to be found, so I couldn't film her. Afterwards, I was as virtuous as a saint. We ate breakfast innocently. It turned out she had washed and dried my clothes and brought them to me to wear. Then, she stood on tiptoe and kissed my forehead deeply. It felt like an eternity. She said passionately and domineeringly, "From now on, you have to be at my beck and call, or else!"

A little while later, she received a message saying that her caretaker was coming and that I had to leave first. I reluctantly kissed her and slowly moved away.

I knew she didn't belong to me; at most, she belonged to me when our bodies and souls were connected. She was beautiful, and I would keep my promise until she got tired of me!

Over the past few months, she'd summoned me several times, sometimes with candlelight dinners, sometimes with tempting roses. Once, she even made me deflower her, saying it was her only pure and chaste place, one she'd always kept for me. Another time, she even brought out a fake penis and tried to deflower me. Unable to resist her persistent pleading, I gave in to her desire to be a man. That night, I was in a lot of pain; my anus even bled a little. That night, she cried again, marveling at how wonderful men are, and sharing other life insights! I couldn't bear to disturb her, so I held her as we fell asleep!

These days of being summoned continued, and I was no longer pure and reserved. I was starting to fall in love with her, but I knew she wouldn't choose me, and the one who chose me remained in my heart…

[The End]

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