My Neighbor Has a Beautiful Wife

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My name is Li Xiao, I'm 28 years old and unmarried. I'm a technician at a joint venture company in this city, earning around 2000 yuan a month—not a lot, but not a little either. I'm an only child, so my salary is enough for me to live comfortably. I have a 25-year-old girlfriend, and we've been together for three years. My family keeps urging me to get married, but I'm not in a hurry. I'm afraid I'll lose my freedom after marriage, so I keep putting it off. I live with my parents in a 100-square-meter two-bedroom apartment on the third floor—one of those two-unit buildings.

The apartment across the hall is similar to ours, occupied by a young couple, probably around 21 and 22 years old, who hadn't been married long. The man was of average build and appearance, seemingly a company purchasing agent. The woman, however, was quite striking. She had long, wavy brown hair, a delicate face, and captivatingly large eyes. Her eyebrows were beautifully shaped, and below her straight nose was a perfectly sized mouth. Her fair and delicate skin seemed to glow, and she had a curvaceous figure with ample breasts and well-proportioned legs. There wasn't an ounce of excess fat on her body. Whenever I saw her, I would steal a few glances.

But later, I noticed she always went out alone, rarely with her husband. Sometimes, I'd see her returning with a large pile of groceries without any help, so I'd kindly offer to carry them upstairs for her (who could bear to see such a beautiful woman struggling up the stairs with such heavy loads? I certainly felt sorry for her). She would smile shyly and say thank you. After all, we were neighbors, and proximity made things easier. Over time, we became familiar with each other, exchanging greetings and a few words when we met, unlike before when we'd just pass each other without saying a word.

Through chatting with her, I learned her name was Lin Na, 22 years old, and she worked as a clerk at a company, with a regular five-day work week and two-day weekend. Her husband, surnamed Dai, was 25 years old and frequently traveled for work, often sourcing raw materials across the country. He only spent about a week at home each month, which explained why I always saw her coming and going alone. And that's how the story began… One Friday evening, a friend invited me out for dinner, saying he had important business to discuss. We agreed to meet at 6:30, but because I was working overtime, I got home late. I checked my watch—it was 6:15! Luckily, the meeting place wasn't too far from my house; a 10-minute taxi ride would get me there. So I dropped off my briefcase, told my family, and hurried out.

As soon as I came out, I saw that Lin Na's door was open. Lin Na poked half her body out and said to me, "Brother Li, do you have time?" I asked, "What's wrong? Is there something you need?" She said a little shyly, "The faucet in my bathroom is broken, and the water keeps running. Can you fix it for me?" I hesitated for a moment and said to her, "Sure, but I have to go out now. Could you turn off the water valve first? I'll fix it for you tomorrow." She said shyly again, "Okay, but where is the valve? How do I turn it off?" I was speechless for a moment. After pausing for two or three seconds, I saw her cute little mouth pouting, her eyes looking at the ground, and her fair face turning red. So I said, "Let me turn off the valve for you first." She happily let me into the house. The moment she opened the door, I couldn't help but glance at her. That glance made my heart itch. Since it was summer, she was wearing a top that didn't go past her knees. She wore a pink silk slip dress and cute flip-flops, her delicate toes exposed. A sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils as I entered the room. Composing myself, I went straight to the bathroom (since our apartments were similar, I assumed her layout was the same as mine). Sure enough, the faucet was running. Looking around, I noticed a main pipe with a valve in one corner. I turned it, and the water flow gradually decreased until it stopped. I said, "Okay, I'll come fix it for you first thing tomorrow morning." She smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you." I replied, "Don't mention it, I'll be going now." I hurried to the restaurant, my mind replaying her beautiful figure, her fair skin, and the lingering fragrance in my nostrils—it all stirred my imagination. Lost in this reverie, a voice called "We're here!" pulled me back to reality. I paid the fare and headed towards the restaurant's private room.

I was still a few minutes late. As soon as I sat down, I was forced to drink a penalty shot. After I finished, I asked, "What's the big deal? Why all the mystery?" I was surprised to learn that one of them was getting married and needed my advice. So everyone started chatting excitedly. After dinner, we went to a karaoke bar and sang all night, not getting home until 6 a.m. the next morning.

When I got home, I took a shower, changed into a t-shirt and shorts, and prepared for a good night's sleep. Suddenly, I remembered I needed to fix Linna's faucet. I checked the time—7:30—so I grabbed some tools and went to her door.

Just as I was about to knock, I heard faint moans coming from inside. My heart skipped a beat. I thought, "What's going on? Her husband's back. They're using sex as their morning exercise?" I turned to leave, but then a mischievous thought crossed my mind: Who cares? I'll stir things up a bit first, and then I won't let her practice, hehe.

So I knocked on the door. After a few knocks, I heard a faint female voice from inside: "Who is it?" I replied, "It's me, Li Xiao. I'm here to fix your faucet." The voice inside said, "Oh, wait a minute." After a couple of minutes, the door opened. Li Na's face was flushed, her breathing was still a little unsteady, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused and shy. She said, "So early! Come in." I replied, "I just got home. I was worried you might need the faucet urgently, so I came right over. I hope I didn't disturb your rest." She said, "No, I got up a long time ago." I thought to myself: She not only got up but also exercised. I looked around the room and didn't see anyone else. Curious, I asked, "Is your husband away on another business trip?" She said, "Yes, he left the day before yesterday. He went to Shanghai and won't be back for a week. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered you. I'm so sorry." I thought to myself again: What was that voice just now? Could I have misheard? No way, with my experience, how could I have misheard? Composing myself, I turned my gaze to her. She was still wearing the same nightgown as last night, only now it was a bit wrinkled. As we spoke, she poured me a cup of hot tea, placed it in my hand, and said, "Have some water first." She then took out a cigarette and asked, "Want a smoke?" I nodded and said, "Thank you," and lit one.

Just then, the building intercom rang. She picked up the receiver and asked, "Who is this?" A series of voices came from the other end, saying something I couldn't understand. Then she hung up and said to me, "I'm going downstairs to get the milk. You can sit down for a bit." I nodded, and she left, still wearing the nightgown. Out of curiosity, I got up and looked around after she left, and unconsciously walked into the bedroom. The door was ajar; I pushed it open gently, and the sight before me was incredibly exciting. The summer blanket on the bed wasn't folded up yet, and on top of it was a beige lace silk panty. I could see the crotch was already quite wet. Even more arousing was the vibrator beside the pillow.

All my doubts were dispelled. It turned out this girl couldn't stand being alone and was masturbating. I walked closer, almost unconsciously, and saw patches of viscous liquid still clinging to the vibrator. I boldly picked it up, brought it close to my nose, and the scent of female hormones filled my nostrils. My penis instantly became erect; if I weren't wearing tight panties, they would have pushed up my loose shorts.

I licked the viscous liquid a few times, and my blood rushed in two directions—one to my head, the other to my genitals. I felt like I was suffocating. With my other hand, I picked up the panties, shook them open, and saw they were full of vaginal fluid. I was absolutely captivated. I put down the vibrator, held the panties in my hands, covered my face, and frantically smelled and licked them until I heard footsteps coming upstairs. Reluctantly, I put them back and returned to the living room, but my erection was still going strong. I could only sit hunched over, drinking water from a glass.

Just then, she came back with a bottle of milk in her hand, not noticing anything amiss. She went straight to the kitchen, put down the bottle, and asked me, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Can I cook some noodles?" I gave a vague answer and slipped into the bathroom to fix the faucet while she wasn't looking. I fixed it in about 20 minutes.

I called to her, "It's fixed, try it out." She said, "Okay, you eat your noodles first." So I came out of the bathroom, sat on the sofa and ate my noodles, while she went to the bathroom to test the faucet. She came out about a minute later and said, "Okay, it's fixed, thank you, hehe." Looking at her lovely smile, I thought of the scene on the bed in the bedroom again, and I couldn't help but feel the urge to grab something and start using it again. Then she said, "My computer wouldn't turn on last night, I don't know what's wrong. Could you help me carry it downstairs later so I can take it to get it fixed?" I asked in confusion, "Where can you get it fixed?" She said, "To a repair shop." I replied, "Let me take a look for you. I'm a computer science major, after all. If you can't fix it, then you can take it to the repair shop, saving you trouble and money." She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you again. I'm really sorry." I said, "It's no trouble at all, it's just a small favor." So after finishing my noodles, I went to the study, turned on the power switch, and pressed the power button. I only heard a beeping sound, but it didn't start. I realized that the memory stick might be loose, so I squatted down, took out the computer case, disassembled it, and re-inserted the memory stick. At this time, she also squatted down opposite me, watching me fix the computer case intently. Since she was squatting down opposite me, and she was wearing a nightgown, her private parts were completely exposed.

I slowed my movements, pretending to check other parts, but my eyes were actually darting under her skirt and around her neckline. She was wearing a beige lace silk bra, the thin kind where you could almost see the outline of her nipples if you looked closely. Underneath, she wore white lace panties, her pubic hair faintly visible through them. The more I looked, the more aroused I became, and my little thing couldn't help but get a little erect. I quickly turned my eyes away, plugged in the computer, slowly stood up, and sat down in the chair. I turned on the power and the computer, and it started working normally, booting up the system window.

I said, "All done." She happily stood next to me and said, "Thank you." Then, as usual, I double-clicked the IE browser icon. The browser popped up, and the window showed a shop on Taobao. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the shop was selling the vibrator she was using. I casually said, "So you bought it here." Hearing this, she tried to cover herself with her body when she saw the screen, but she lost her balance and fell face-first onto my lap.

I reached out to help her, one hand on her waist, the other resting squarely on her breast. A soft sensation spread from my palm throughout my body, and my erection began to rise. I froze, unsure what to do. She turned around, using her hands to support herself on my legs, and now sat on my lap. My hands shifted accordingly; the hand that had been on her breast moved to her waist, and the other to her snow-white thigh.

I stared at her face, motionless, while she blushed and tried to get up. Because my hands were stiffly supporting her waist and legs, she couldn't rise. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she asked softly, her face still red, "How did you know?" I looked blankly at her and said, "Know what?" She glanced at the screen, and I realized I'd let something slip. I was speechless, my breath ragged, my blood rushing through my veins. Coupled with her intoxicating fragrance, I boldly brought my face close to hers. She quickly pulled away, but fueled by a desire to conquer, I used my mouth to capture her thin lips. I finally caught them, and frantically sucked on her lips, my tongue probing her mouth, searching for her sweet tongue. She pushed me away with her hands, making soft moans but unable to speak.

Once I found her tongue, I sucked on its wetness, savoring the sweet saliva in her mouth. My right hand had already reached around her slender waist and covered her right breast, gently kneading it through her pajamas and bra, my middle finger teasing the nipple. My left hand slid down her smooth thigh towards her most private area. When it touched her panties, I found they were already soaked with her juices. I rubbed her most sensitive spot through the fabric. She tried to stop me from violating her genitals, but it was too late. Her whole body trembled slightly from my caresses, and she involuntarily made soft moans.

This continued for a few minutes. I noticed that she was no longer resisting as before, but seemed to be enjoying my caresses. So I began to take things further. My right hand pulled down the strap of her nightgown and slipped inside from the side, pushing up her bra. I grasped her soft, elastic breasts, which were now erect. I rubbed those breasts and teased her nipples while my left hand parted the edge of her panties and reached for her secret paradise.

The opening was unusually wet, and a sticky liquid enveloped her entire vulva. My middle and index fingers were playing with her two plump labia. At this point, she no longer resisted at all, and even responded somewhat. Her body twisted slightly, and she moaned from time to time. Seeing that the time was right, I stopped and picked her up in my arms. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around my neck.

Reaching the bedside in the bedroom, I gently laid her down and said, "I love you, I want you." She looked at me without saying a word, only breathing heavily and erratically. So I pressed myself against her, kissing her face while deftly removing her nightgown and bra. I kissed and licked down every inch of her skin, reaching her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth and gently sucked on it, my tongue swirling around it, while I kneaded the other nipple with one hand. She moaned softly with each suck and kneading: "Ah~ Ah~ Hmm~ Hmm~" After playing with her for two or three minutes, I continued downwards, passing her navel and flat stomach, glancing over her still-protected secret area, and down her fair, slender thighs, licking and kissing her jade-like feet. I lifted one of her small feet with both hands and started licking from the toes, my tongue wandering between her toes, carefully sucking and tasting each one. She moaned and writhed, her hands unconsciously grasping and kneading her firm breasts.

After licking and kissing her feet, I lifted her legs and pulled down her last line of defense—her soaking wet panties. I brought my face close to her mysterious entrance, inhaling deeply. The rich scent of female hormones stimulated my senses. I stuck out my tongue and licked the sticky fluid around her vulva into my mouth; it tasted slightly salty but incredibly delicious.

Then I lifted her buttocks and spread her thighs, revealing her pink anus. I gently circled the folds of her anus with the tip of my tongue, causing her to tremble and cry out, "Ah~ It tickles, don't lick there!" At the same time, she squeezed her legs together, trying to push my head away with her hands.

I looked up at her face and asked, "Why not? I love everything about you." At this moment, her blushing face revealed a charmingly embarrassed expression, which was endearing. I spread her legs again, lifted her little buttocks, and parted her two incredibly elastic buttocks, continuing to lick and kiss her beautiful anus. I would occasionally use the tip of my tongue to thrust into her anus, making her moan continuously. Juice flowed out of her mysterious cave. After licking for a while, my tongue explored upwards from her anus into the secret cave I had longed for.

The opening was still pink and tight, indicating she didn't do this often. It was warm and slippery inside, with sweet juice constantly flowing out. I sucked hard, afraid of wasting a single drop, my tongue licking incessantly up and down. Under my licking, her plump lips swayed, opening and closing. The protrusion above the opening became engorged and erect under my licking. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I took that spot into my mouth, sucking and licking. Caught off guard by the sudden stimulation, she groaned loudly: "Oh~ Oh~ Ah~ Ah~ Hmm~~~ No~ Oh~ Hmm~~ So good~ Hmm~" "Ah!" The sound of moaning filled the entire bedroom. The licking continued for 5 or 6 minutes. She squeezed her legs together, tightening her urethra, and a little urine seeped out from time to time. The urine flowed more and more, faster and faster, until it burst out. The urine mixed with the vaginal fluid that gushed out during the orgasm and kept flowing out. I covered the entire opening with my mouth and drank it all down to my stomach. Perhaps because she hadn't relieved herself since she woke up in the morning, the amount of urine was large, but it didn't have a foul smell. It made my stomach feel a little bloated. Afterwards, she relaxed her whole body weakly.

At this moment, I stood up and quickly stripped off my clothes, releasing my long, black-haired penis that had been restrained for so long. I went over, parted her legs, knelt in front of her, leaned down and kissed her face, asking, "Is it okay? I'm going to come in now." She closed her eyes slightly and nodded shyly. I held my penis and thrust it into her warm, moist cave. Because the cave was filled with lustful fluid, it was easy to enter deeply. As I entered, I grasped her lovely breasts with both hands and kneaded them in the opposite direction. I slowly thrust in and out of the tight cave. The tip of my penis, enveloped by her fleshy opening, rubbed against the folds of her vagina, stimulating her greatly. She couldn't help but moan loudly. As I thrust, I said, "Baby, your vagina is so tight, it feels so good. I love you so much. How are you feeling?" Her eyes were glazed over, her body arched upwards and twisted incessantly, her arms wrapped around my neck. She didn't speak, only nodded slightly. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. She parted her lips slightly and extended her tongue to intertwine with mine.

Under the passionate kiss and the stimulation of rubbing her firm breasts, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. Her twisting became more intense, her legs wrapped around my waist, toes pointed, and her moans grew louder. Before long, I felt her vagina tighten and gushed hot vaginal fluid onto the tip of my penis, almost making me ejaculate as well. Fortunately, I slowed down, took a few deep breaths, adjusted myself, and continued thrusting.

This continued for over 40 minutes. After she had climaxed three times, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled out my penis, moved it to her face, and she didn't pull away. So I ejaculated into her slightly open mouth, and found that she swallowed it all. Afterwards, I lay down next to her, holding her, occasionally playing with her breasts. She nestled in my arms and gradually fell asleep.

From that day on, we maintained this delicate relationship.

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