A married woman seduced me, and I became famous overnight.

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(I)

Not long after moving into this building, I discovered an exceptionally beautiful young woman living several floors below me. She was
pretty, petite but well-proportioned, making her very endearing. Even more striking was the small mole at the corner of her eye, which gave
her a somewhat promiscuous appearance. Every time I saw her, I felt an urge to immediately have sex with her. However
, her husband was short and not handsome at all, a real-life version of Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang,
making him even more pitiful.

One day after work, I happened to be on the same elevator as this young woman. We both lived on high floors, so the elevator ride was quite
long.

Inside the elevator, I scrutinized her body with my sharp eyes, from head to toe. Today, she was wearing
a pink tank top, a cardigan over it, a light purple knee-length silk skirt,
and high-heeled patent leather sandals, all her toes exposed and painted with pink nail polish. She seemed to notice
my gaze, awkwardly lowering her head and adjusting her glasses. She moved to the elevator
door; I knew she was about to exit. She glanced at the display panel, then looked back at the elevator
door. What happened next was unbelievable.

"No one's home," she said.

I understood her intention, but I wasn't in a hurry to approach her. Instead of immediately exiting the elevator, I
went out from my own floor and used the fire escape to reach her floor. Leaving the fire escape
, I found her standing in front of the elevator doors, seemingly annoyed.

I hugged her from behind and asked, "Waiting for me?"

"Waiting for you? Who would wait for you?" she replied coquettishly. "Oh, I'm not. Then I'm really sorry." I let go of her and left

through another fire escape . These two fire escapes were connected. I used the same trick again, walking up behind her once more. I saw her pushing open the fire escape door and peering inside. I hugged her again: "Were you looking for me?" This time, I didn't let her answer. My lips covered hers, my tongue roamed , and her tongue responded readily. My hands weren't idle either; my left hand kneaded her soft breasts, while my right hand slipped under her skirt, caressing her swollen mons pubis through her panties. But I didn't want a vigorous encounter with her in the stairwell. I released her, letting her retrieve the key. As soon as she entered the house, I picked her up, closed the door, and placed her on the bed. "Let me take a shower, wash off the smell." "We'll do it now, and after the shower." "You wish..." She didn't finish her sentence, enjoying the foreplay I was giving her. (II) I pay great attention to foreplay because I once watched a film called "Desire Express," in which the old man's skills were excellent , so the women on the train couldn't resist his temptation, letting him touch them all over, and even reaching orgasm. I think the Japanese must be very skilled, otherwise how could indecent assault cases be so rampant and the perpetrators not be caught? The reason is that those women enjoy this; although they report the crime, they don't describe the perpetrator's characteristics, they want more . Otherwise, if they just screamed, how could they not catch the perpetrator?! Therefore, I always spend twenty minutes on foreplay, getting the woman fully prepared for the encounter. I kissed her lips, removed her shirt with my hands, gently caressed her smooth shoulders, kissed her face, kissed her ears, kissed her shoulders. I gently squeezed her breasts. Her breasts, though not large, were perfectly proportioned, complementing her figure beautifully. I loved this combination. She seemed to enjoy it, letting me do as I pleased, humming sweetly. Feeling her nipples swell, I abandoned her clothing and removed her tank top. She was wearing a light blue bra, the kind advertised on TV, I think it was called a "water bra." This made her even more alluring . I reached behind her, unhooked it, and then, with a satisfied yet expectant air, removed the bra from the front. Her breasts, hidden beneath the bra, were exceptionally white, with pale pink areolas, very firm. Without any obstruction, I pinched it and felt something different. The skin was smooth, the outer layer soft, and with a little more pressure, I felt a strong force springing outwards from within . I cherished it, playing with one before moving on to the other. Later, I even used my superior tongue skills to play with both at the same time. The cherry grew harder and harder, and her breathing became rapid. Abandoning her upper body, I turned my attention to her lower body. I pulled her skirt down to her knees; she was wearing very thin panties, the dark shadow making the temperature rise rapidly. I gently pressed her mons pubis through her panties, and she let out a soft moan . Using techniques from adult films, I lightly pressed into her vagina, one finger exploring like an earthworm. The speed of my finger gradually increased, and her cries grew faster and louder, almost moaning, and her panties were completely soaked. I took off her panties, revealing her mons pubis. Her pubic hair lightly covered her vulva, seemingly regularly trimmed . Light shone through the gaps in the hair onto her vulva, the water droplets on the hair reflecting the light, shimmering like pearls . I inserted my fingers into her again, this time quite a bit, about halfway in, moving them up and down, in and out. Her breathing followed the rhythm, the heavy breaths telling me the extent of her enjoyment. Soon, her juices flowed slowly, followed by rapid vaginal contractions; she had her first orgasm. At this moment, I couldn't resist the rising temperature. I removed all my restraints and pressed my skin against hers. Her face was flushed, and I kissed her deeply several times; she looked even more alluring like this. Before inserting my penis, I played with her breasts again, this time without restraint, wantonly caressing them. My other hand reached down, teasing her lips. After so much foreplay, it's time to reach the climax. I parted her legs slightly, revealing an alluring cleavage. I thrust my hips forward, first rubbing the head of my penis against the outside a few times to open her labia, before slowly inserting my entire member. She raised her voice, moaning with pleasure. Her vagina was still very tight, like a virgin's. "Your husband's thing must be very short," I casually remarked.

"Don't mention that short, useless thing anymore. It only gets to the entrance every time, and
it comes in less than five minutes!"

No wonder she has such a tender vagina; I guess she's been suppressing her desire for a long time.

I thrust even harder, each time penetrating to the very end. Her moans grew louder, and
her face was covered in fragrant sweat. To give her an even better experience, I put her legs on my shoulders and teased her feet with my fingers
. I've heard that this can help women reach even greater orgasms. "Slap...slap...slap...oh...oh...
oh..." a symphony erupted.

Her vaginal contractions reached their peak, and she climaxed again. A large amount of fluid smeared onto my
penis, and came out along with it, staining her labia, which were still opening and closing. Her moans were truly beautiful;
she had probably never experienced such pleasure before. Even as her vagina convulsed, I hadn't ejaculated; instead,
I thrust even more intensely, letting her savor the stimulation of each thrust during her orgasm, each stroke adding a
little more excitement to her climax.

These moans continued for three minutes before I ejaculated deeply, all of it shooting into her uterus. The warm sensation
made her moan even more excitedly, her heavy breathing causing her already slightly red breasts to rise and fall.
I didn't waste any; I used my tongue to scoop up the fluid from her labia and savor it, even licking her engorged clitoris, making
her incredibly excited, and her fluids gushed out once more.

Even after using only one position, she asked to stop, wanting to take a shower and replenish her energy. I understood
her perfectly. She hadn't been this happy in years, and her body was bound to be exhausted. Plus
, a day's work meant a shower would definitely replenish her energy for the next round.

(III)

Two naked people walked through the living room. I locked the door behind me, just in case her husband suddenly returned; the lock
provided some delay.

Entering the bathroom, water slowly sprayed from the showerhead, washing away the grime. Every inch of her skin was clean and dry
. Water droplets clung to her face and body, making her even more pure and beautiful.

"How long have you been married?" I asked.

“It’s been three years.”

“That must have been tough on you, not having had a proper time to enjoy yourself for three years. Why not have a child
and have some fun ?”

“That short-lived bastard, he only ever ejaculates at the entrance, how can that be enough?” Her eyes reddened, looking
pitiful. Without thinking, my strong arms encircled her. Our heartbeats mingled
, our hearts resonating, accompanied by the sound of water—a symphony of nature.

But a man’s ultimate desire is physical; my erection pressed against her lower abdomen
, thumping against her belly. She sensed my intense need, released my arms,
and knelt down, gently stroking my erection with her mouth. Although she wasn't particularly skilled with her mouth, and this was probably her first
time doing something like this, her nimble tongue clung to the jade pillar without the slightest hesitation, tightly wrapped around it,
savoring the sensation like eating ice cream.

To be honest, I had never experienced such pleasure before; such tender lips, such soft tongues, touched my
very soul. Ah… I couldn't hold back any longer, and I ejaculated profusely, all over her face and lips, down her neck, down
to her cleavage and her pubic hair, before stopping.

She didn't have the leisure to savor the nectar on her lips, continuing to revel in the jade pillar, even trying to put
the whole thing in her mouth. Fearing I would ejaculate again, I lifted her up and thrust into her jade cave.
She cried out in surprise, slowly exhaling her pulsating breath. At this moment, I was standing, her legs wrapped
around my waist, her body leaning back, her hands resting on my shoulders.

I thrust forcefully, each stroke bringing a powerful echo, a graceful dance like that of a ballet dancer.
The shower water continued to flow, and her jade cave was already overflowing, water, nectar, and jade fluid mingling together. For a
better effect, I slowly moved in and out, each thrust reaching its hilt, letting her experience boundless stimulation.
With each thrust, she writhed, the suction within her cave becoming increasingly unusual.

With the help of the flowing water, I displayed my masculine prowess, my waist strength gradually increasing. She could no longer
bear it lying down, pressing her breasts against my chest, her cries growing louder, expressing her overflowing passion.

“Drip drip drip…” The nectar spilled onto the ground, and to express the satisfaction of love, their tongues
intertwined …

(IV)

After cleaning her body again, she lay face down on the bed, and I massaged her to help her recover from the day’s fatigue
.

While chatting with her, I learned that her name was Xue’er, she was only twenty-nine years old, her husband was her first love, and she valued
the purity of marriage. She had never thought of having a relationship with another man, but she never expected that this first time would bring such
pleasure.

"Do you know how scared and nervous I was in the elevator just now! Seeing the look in your eyes, I was afraid
you'd drag me into the stairwell and rape me. But the more I thought about it, the stronger the desire in my body became,
and I forced myself to say something so difficult to say," Xue'er said shyly.

"I know, you still are!" I pressed my ear against her back, hearing her faint heartbeat
and the almost imperceptible sound of her breathing. My hands caressed her breasts from her sides.

Xue'er was incredibly alluring now, exuding a delicate fragrance, unlike before when the
strong scent of perfume had faded. This fragrance was like the subtle scent of tulips, refreshing and invigorating. The softness of her back made me feel as if I were
listening to the heart of the earth.

I continued to massage Xue'er from head to toe. I had overlooked her rounded buttocks, faintly revealing
a hint of red, perfectly set on her pelvis, without an ounce of excess fat. Her slender waist was beautifully proportioned, immediately reminding me of the
line from a poem: "A slender waist, light as a feather in the palm." Xue'er's waist was exactly like that.

Holding her snow-white feet was like holding a pair of jade ruyi scepters, equally cold and lustrous, equally
precious. No wonder Ximen Qing was so aroused after getting his hands on Fan Jinlian's legs; now I was experiencing
it firsthand.

Xue'er was asleep, and I dared not wake her. I sat beside her, quietly observing her static beauty, recalling our earlier encounter.
The lingering sweetness, so unforgettable, and the dynamic Xue'er, so beautiful in a different way.

Soon, I too was summoned by the devil of sleep, finding myself in another world. But in this world, Xue'er
was the only sight. The dream of our intimate union made my penis twitch, a surge of heat rushing out, which woke me from
my dream . I saw that Xue'er was also awake, sitting by the bed, gazing at me with a smile.

"Who are you thinking about?" Xue'er asked coquettishly.

I looked at her and said, "I was thinking about you."

Upon hearing this, Xue'er tried to avoid my gaze, but her face still displayed a radiant smile.

After a long silence, Xue'er stood up and walked outside, saying, "I'll get a cloth to clean the mess you made
."

Looking at her naked back, my heart had already drifted away. It is said, "Love is the root of sex, and sex is
the continuation of love." I think I have developed a sublime love for Xue'er, a love that has reached a sublime level. I stood up,
moved towards her graceful figure, and embraced her from behind. Two naked people embraced, love flowing between us.
Feeling her slightly warm body temperature, I kissed her neck and her earlobe without thinking…

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