The old lady screamed.

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The first mature woman I met was named Ye. She was a driver for a company in Daqing Oilfield in Northeast China, and she had a daughter. At first, we didn't click because she thought I was a bit young—eight years younger, haha, not a huge age gap. Anyway, I forget what we talked about at the time, but thanks to my silver tongue, we became familiar
and gradually started talking about life and work. Because she drove a shuttle bus, she had a lot of free time every day, and when she had nothing to do, she would go home. During that period, we could chat for five or six hours a day. Our relationship first became ambiguous when she mentioned she was tired and had just taken a shower. I said, "Sister, would you like me to give you a full-body massage?" She said yes.
I said, "Sister, you can lie down on the bed." I asked, "Sister, what are you wearing now?" She said, "Guess! I bet you're not naked, are you?" She said, "Of course not, I'm wearing a bathrobe." Ugh, it's practically the same as being in a vacuum... I said, "Sister, I'm going to start massaging you now." Let's start with your neck. I climbed onto your body, sat on your ample buttocks, and began to gently massage, slowly moving downwards until I reached your buttocks. I said, "Sister, my penis is a little hard, do you feel anything?" After a while, she said, "Actually, I'm very sensitive; even a little stimulation makes me react."
I hurriedly asked, "What about now?" She sent a blushing picture and asked, "What do you think?"... Whew, this... I'm so excited... I tentatively asked her, "Let's make love..." She said, "Little brother, you're so insincere..." I knew she didn't object... Then I started saying some teasing things... "Sister, I'm going to start kissing you." First, your lips, then your neck. Breasts…lower abdomen…and that alluring grassy area…Ye replied: My juices are already flowing down my thighs…
I knew the time was right, and then I said, Sister, my penis is so hard, I want to insert it into your wet hole…Ye said, I sat on the chair, my legs were already spread apart…Come on…come on…I can’t take it anymore…I said, Sister, now insert your fingers into your wet hole, I’m going to start thrusting…I’m in the office now, it’s noon, no one’s in the office, I’ve already locked the door, it feels especially exciting, I quickly used my gloved hand to masturbate, and Ye’s moans came through the earphones, after five minutes…Ye’s moans came from the other end even louder, I said, Sister, I’m going to ejaculate…she gasped on the other end…I’m about to climax too…With a tingling sensation, my penis twitched a few times, and the semen shot onto the prepared toilet paper…Ye also let out a moan of climax…
After this, we became even more familiar. We basically talked about everything. Including her sex life with her husband… Once, Ye revealed something that made me very uncomfortable: she had a relationship with the captain of her racing team… Hearing this made me incredibly depressed. Later, I couldn't contact her for a while, and then I learned she had gone to Guangzhou and met someone she met online… I was really depressed… However, what made me slightly relieved was that she hadn't slept with the person she met online…
One day, a year into our relationship, at work, I told Ye I missed her… Ye was silent for a long time before saying she hadn't been feeling well lately, and her husband was often coming home very late… I asked her, "Have you been doing *that* lately?" Ye said she hadn't done it in a long time… I immediately became excited… I said, "Sister Ye, I really want to do it with you."
Then I kept saying some flirtatious things, and Ye gradually became more responsive, saying to me, "Don't say anymore, you know I'm very sensitive… Don't provoke me…" I said, "Sister, please don't control yourself. Can I have your phone number?"
After a while, several pink numbers appeared on the screen; I knew Sister Ye had agreed. Because there were still people in the office, I quickly wrote down the number and went to the restroom on the third floor. The third floor wasn't used for offices; it was a common area, and few people came up there. I closed the door and dialed the number. The call connected quickly… I said, "Sister, are you wet down there?" Ye said, "My panties are wet." I said, "Sister's going to take off your panties…" Then I'll lick you… "Sister's so wet down there, your wetness tastes so good…" Stimulated by my words, Ye's moans grew louder. Her breathing became rapid, and she gasped, "Hurry up and put it in, I can't take it anymore..." I said I was going to put it in... Then I quickly stroked her penis, constantly stimulating her, and soon we both reached orgasm...
After a while, I said, "Sister, are you comfortable?" Ye said reproachfully, "You bad boy, you made me wet so much..." One sentence made my penis hard again...
We really feel like we're destined to be together because we live very close to each other. After work, I excitedly went to the gate of my daughter's school. Hehe, that's right, I treat her daughter as my own. After waiting for a few minutes, I received her call. I looked around and saw a woman not far away, holding a bicycle, wearing a white down jacket. I knew it was her. I walked over, greeted her, and sized her up. She looked to be in her early thirties; her skin was very fair. Because she was wearing many layers—it's winter, after all—I couldn't see her figure clearly, but she was probably on the plump side. She had bangs that reached her eyebrows. Hehe, although she wasn't a young girl, her hairstyle was still quite stylish. We chatted briefly, and she said I looked so young. I laughed and said, "How do you know I'm young?" She said we had hookups. I said, "You have hookups, but I don't," hehe, just teasing. She actually hit me lightly and said, "You're so young, don't be so frivolous..." …Then she said her daughter's class was about to end, and I should hurry up and leave. I said I could leave, but I needed some compensation. She asked what kind of compensation I wanted. I said, "Let me touch your little hand." So I grabbed her hand and said, "Your little hand is quite well-maintained, plump and warm to the touch." She said, "You should hurry up and leave, it wouldn't be good if my daughter saw it." I said, "Okay, I'll leave right away." Seeing that she was in a hurry to leave, I took advantage of the situation and said, "Let me kiss you." She half-heartedly agreed, so I kissed her little hand, and then quickly turned her head and kissed her neck, which was very fair. Since I had succeeded, I immediately let go of her, ran away, and said to her, "See you tomorrow…"
I mentioned that we live very close, about a few dozen meters apart. Once, during a chat, she mentioned that her husband is a teacher and works on Saturdays, and her daughter is at her maternal grandmother's house. I took the opportunity to suggest visiting her house, but he refused. Haha, I feel really frustrated. When Zhou arrived, he was fast asleep when the phone rang. It was Ye. Why was she calling? He answered, and Ye's distinctive local accent came through: "Lazybones, still sleeping?" He said, "Yeah, I was having a sweet dream, and you woke me up." She asked what he was dreaming about, and he jokingly said, "Doing good deeds..." Doing good deeds? He didn't understand... Hehe, it's doing what you love... Ah... you pervert. Ye finally understood his teasing.
He said, "Why are you calling me so early in the morning?" She said, "I got up early to clean." He said, "Do you want me to help you?" She said, "Sure." Free labor is free, only a fool wouldn't take it. He said, "Really, you want me to come?" She said, "Come if you want, what's with the nonsense..." He was also puzzled; how could things change so quickly? Women are truly unpredictable.
I quickly washed up and went to her house as she had told me. Calming my excited heart, I knocked. A moment later, the door opened, revealing Ye's smiling face. I went inside and looked her over carefully. Since she was home, Ye was dressed casually in a two-piece nightgown, her ample breasts full and round, her delicate feet in slippers. I unconsciously swallowed, saying, "Sister Ye, you look so charming today." Ye immediately replied, "I'll come over to work today, but you absolutely cannot touch me." I thought to myself, "You say no, then I won't touch you. How can I let this prize slip away?"
Then I started cleaning for her, mainly moving some large items to clean the hard-to-reach corners. After a busy morning, I thought, "Wow, teamwork makes the dream work!" Occasionally, I could even take advantage of Ye. It felt so good. I found it strange that Ye didn't reject my advances, but she also wouldn't let me do anything too outrageous. She would even scold me a few times.
Sister Ye said she'd treat you to lunch today. Please sit down for a moment; I'm going to take a shower, I'm sweating so much and feeling awful. Then, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom; Sister Ye must have started showering. Ugh, that feeling... My heart was itching, fantasizing about Sister Ye's fair and voluptuous body, and my little brother started to get hard. I thought, even if I can't see her, I might as well go to her room. Without further ado, I went to Sister Ye's room. It was quite tidy. I opened Sister Ye's wardrobe, and wow! A whole bunch of underwear came into view, some cotton, some lace. One drawer was full of stockings. I remembered Sister Ye saying she especially liked wearing stockings, even in winter. Stockings are so alluring!
I couldn't resist. I grabbed a pair of stockings and a pair of underwear and stuffed them into my pocket. Might as well take some; good stuff. (Many people like this, right?) I heard the water in the bathroom stop, and after Sister Ye finished showering, I quickly returned to the living room. The door opened, and Sister Ye, fresh from her shower, appeared before me. Ah, so refreshing! Her hair was still wet, and her skin was fair and rosy. I said, "Sister, are you tired? Do you want me to give you a massage?" Ye hesitated for a moment and said, "You're not trying to take advantage of me
, are you?" I said, "How could I? It's just a massage." My already erect penis swelled even more, almost painfully so. Having not made love with my wife for several days, a surge of desire welled up from my lower abdomen. Without thinking, I stood up, walked over to Ye, and sat down, placing my left hand on her exposed knee, staring at her. I felt her body tremble, her leg slightly pulling back, but she didn't flinch, trying to stand up. But I didn't give her a chance to think. As she bent over to stand up, I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my arms.
She was startled and just said, "No!" I whispered firmly in her ear, "Don't scream, the neighbors will hear." She immediately stopped screaming, but struggled. But she was no match for me, and in the struggle, I finally pulled off her skirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were large, probably a D cup, with dark brown nipples and small areolas. I pressed her down on the sofa, my hands reaching for her two large breasts. They felt soft and supple in my hands, not loose, but even a little tight.
As I kneaded them, I used my free hand to pull off her panties. But she kept struggling, shouting, "No, how can you do this to me? I'm your sister!" She was just frightened by my words, her voice low. Seeing that I couldn't get what I wanted, I became anxious and ripped her old panties with a sudden force. She seemed to be frightened by my sudden violence and stopped struggling for a moment. Taking advantage of the moment, I quickly stripped off my clothes and pounced on her again. Seeing my naked body, she knew she couldn't escape today, so she simply stopped moving.
I pulled her to the edge of the sofa, letting her lower body dangle off the edge, and forcefully spread her legs, making her vulva the perfect height for me to kneel and penetrate. Holding my penis with one hand and supporting her legs with the other, I aimed for her vulva. Only then did I notice her thick, dark pubic hair. When the head of my penis touched her labia, she seemed to let out a soft moan. I didn't care; I thrust in, but once inside, I knew it wouldn't be easy. Without any foreplay, her vagina was still dry, making smooth penetration unlikely. I cursed inwardly, pulled out my penis, smeared some saliva on it, and then slowly inserted it again. Sure enough, it went in. It was
very tight inside, unlike a woman who had given birth. The feeling was naturally a mixture of surprise and pleasure. I wasn't in a hurry, because I knew that if I just vented my desires quickly, I'd ejaculate too soon. I wanted to play with this woman a little longer. I thrust slowly, like cultivating virgin territory. Soon, she became wet, which made me thrust even harder.
I slowly stood up, lifting her buttocks up so I could fuck her head down. She was probably never being fucked like this before; she twisted her body, which I felt was almost cooperating with me. But I knew it wasn't, because she kept her eyes closed and didn't make a sound—a silent resistance. But that didn't matter; what mattered was that I was enjoying it. After a few hundred thrusts, I flipped her over, making her kneel on the sofa, hands on the backrest, so I could fuck her from behind. She initially resisted this lewd position, but I was young and strong, and eventually, I penetrated her.
This time, I didn't hold back, grabbing her big buttocks and thrusting wildly. Another five or six hundred thrusts, and finally, I ejaculated deep inside her vagina. Satisfied, I pulled out my penis, wiped the remaining semen from the head of my penis on her buttocks, and then sat down to catch my breath. She hurriedly grabbed some tissues to wipe away the semen that had flowed from her vagina—there was so much! It was all over her legs. She seemed to suddenly realize I was still there, and without even glancing at me, she grabbed her skirt, which she had thrown on the floor, and ran back to her room. But I clearly felt that the way she ran was strange; maybe I had gone too hard. I thought to myself, and then slowly put my clothes back on. But I secretly hid the torn underwear.

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