Springtime in the bedroom of the building across the street

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That was a few years ago, not long after I arrived in Shenzhen. I had been staying with relatives for a while, but after working there for two or three months, I felt it was inconvenient and wanted to move out. I didn't have much money; I couldn't afford an apartment in a residential complex, and I didn't want to share with others. With a friend's help, I found a small apartment in an urban village: an empty room with a separate bathroom and kitchen, and a large bay window for drying clothes. I thought it was okay, the only downside being that the apartment had no sunlight and was surrounded by other buildings. The landlady was an auntie, probably around fifty years old. After asking about my situation and learning that I worked nearby, she readily said, "Young man, I'll rent this apartment to you for 600 yuan. You can take your clothes to the rooftop to dry; I'll open the rooftop door during the day." I asked my friend, who said it was a good deal, 600 yuan was quite cheap. So I paid the rent and deposit without saying anything, and got the keys. Since the apartment was empty, my friend and I went to the flea market in the afternoon to find some used furniture and bought a water heater at the mall… We were busy until almost dinnertime, and then we were finally done. I treated the friends who helped me to a simple meal, and then I took a taxi to a relative's house to bring back my belongings. Lying in bed, looking around my little apartment, I felt quite happy! Freedom! Nobody bothers me! I can do whatever I want! Thinking about this, coupled with my exhaustion, I happily fell asleep.

Because I live alone, I usually get home very late. After work, I usually go out for drinks and meals with friends and colleagues. It's one of the joys of being single—no worries, I can do whatever I want. One time, I was eating with friends until almost 11 pm. After we parted, I went back to my apartment. I had drunk a bit too much that night, and when I got home, I was too lazy to shower. I just took off my clothes, threw them on the floor, and went to bed naked. {Hehe, I love sleeping naked, and I still keep that habit.} Half asleep, I felt the urge to pee. Damn it, that's the downside of drinking too much beer! Stomach bloating, frequent urination! I got up and headed to the bathroom, grabbing the light switch to turn it on. Huh? Damn it! Why isn't it on? I pressed the switch a few more times, still no light. Damn it, only stayed a few days! And the bathroom light's already broken! I cursed the landlord in my mind, thinking I'd definitely get an explanation from her tomorrow. I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I groped my way into the bathroom, one hand on my penis, the other against the wall, and happily peed. It was a long pee, and after finishing, I shook myself, feeling great. I turned to go back to my room. My head casually peeked out the small bathroom window, and lo and behold! That peek allowed me to vaguely see what looked like some kind of erotic scene across the street! My spirits lifted instantly. I rubbed my eyes. Damn, no wonder I couldn't see clearly—I realized I wasn't wearing my glasses! I hurriedly groped my way back to my room, found my glasses, put them on, and went back to the bathroom. Sure enough, wearing glasses made all the difference—it was damn clear! Then I saw clearly that my bathroom window faced directly onto the bedroom of the apartment across the hall, a floor below mine. I guess because of the heat, the curtains in that apartment were open! In the middle of the night, a young woman was lying on the bed wearing only underwear. The lights in the room weren't on; the brightness came from her television. Instantly, I felt my head throb, my heart race, and my lower body began to erect without warning!

I held my breath and opened my eyes wide. Yes, it was a young woman whose breasts were completely exposed! Her bed was against the wall, and she was lying with her head facing inwards and her feet towards the window. From my angle, the first thing I saw was her long, slender legs. One hand was on her lower abdomen, and the other was fanning herself with a paper fan. She wasn't wearing anything on her upper body; her breasts were completely exposed before my eyes! Because she hadn't turned on the lights, only the light from her TV made it impossible to see her skin tone clearly, only the general shape of her breasts, adorned with two small black dots—her nipples. She was wearing light-colored panties, which were very thin and sheer, revealing her slightly protruding vulva! Even so, I was already aroused! Completely wide awake, I slowly walked back to my room, grabbed a cigarette, went back to the bathroom, and squatted on the toilet, continuing to enjoy this unexpected sight. She would occasionally move, and since I couldn't see her TV, I didn't know what was on. She would sometimes laugh and shift her body, causing her breasts to bounce. My greedy gaze remained fixed on her body! Just then, she suddenly stretched her leg upwards while simultaneously reaching down—she was tickling her toes. The pressure from her body made her breasts appear even better and fuller than before! A while later, her legs were spread wide apart in a "T" shape! Oh my god! At that moment, I only had one thought: God Mary! Grant me X-ray vision! Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my finger. Damn, the cigarette had burned out! I almost screamed! Looking up again, the woman had already gotten up! "Snap," she turned on the room light! Now I could finally see her clearly! She turned off the TV, walked out of the room, and disappeared from my sight. I was disappointed, thinking that was it. But then, she returned to the room, holding something in her hand. Just then, she stood by the bed. By the light, I saw her. She was a young woman, fairly tall and not fat, with a ponytail. Her face was pretty, though she seemed to have some pimples. I then looked at her breasts. They weren't big, but quite perky! The nipples were small and light in color, like two small flower buds! Looking further down, I realized she was wearing a small floral print panty! The underwear fit her perfectly, just the right amount, covering her little bottom! Just then, she suddenly pulled down her floral print underwear! Good heavens, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets! She pulled the floral underwear down to her knees, revealing her pubic hair: sparse and light yellowish, her vulva white, truly like a freshly steamed bun! Slightly protruding. Because of the angle, I didn't see the young woman's most private parts. Then, she put a panty liner inside her underwear, pulled it up, turned off the light, and went to sleep! I leaned against the wall and sighed, recalling the scene… The next day after get off work, a friend called to invite me out for dinner, but I made an excuse that I wasn't feeling well and went back to my apartment early. It wasn't completely dark yet when I got home. I rushed to the bathroom, peering downstairs. The room downstairs was dark; the young woman hadn't returned yet. A little disappointed, I locked the door, went down to the fast food restaurant, bought some snacks and two cans of Tsingtao beer, and went back inside. I ate while reading a magazine, occasionally checking the bathroom to see if the young woman was back…

Around 9 PM, the downstairs lights came on. She was finally back! Suppressing my joy, I sat on the toilet again, peeking downstairs. Damn it, she wasn't alone! There was a man wearing glasses too! Sigh, even though I thought that, I couldn't stop myself from looking. The young woman and the man were sitting on the edge of the bed, chatting and laughing. I kept cursing in my mind, wishing I could kill the man below with my eyes! As they talked, the man started getting restless, his hand slipping under the young woman's shirt and inside her breasts! I adjusted my glasses and cursed inwardly: "Damn it! What a scoundrel!" The woman leaned against the man, whispering something, but I couldn't quite make it out. I only saw the man move the young woman closer, press his lips to hers, and begin to suckle deeply. The woman slowly began to moan. After a while, the young woman said something, and the man stood up with a grin and left the room. The woman also stood up and began to undress. After removing her outer garments, the young woman also left the room. Were they taking a shower? A romantic bath? I wondered. Taking advantage of this time, I stood up and stretched, preparing for the "live broadcast" that was about to unfold.

Sure enough, less than half an hour later, the man and woman came in. Damn, they really went for a bath together! They weren't wearing anything, and the man was even carrying the young woman into the room. The man gently placed the woman on the bed, and his hands eagerly went to her breasts, kneading her small, lovely breasts. His mouth also came close, licking her nipples with his tongue. The woman lay flat on her back, eyes closed, legs together, mouth slightly open. {At that moment, I thought to myself, "Damn, you've got the lights on, and you haven't even closed the curtains? Has coming to Shenzhen made you this open-minded?" Then I thought, "If they had closed them, what would I be able to see?"} She was praying silently that the curtains wouldn't be drawn; the bathroom light was broken, so they couldn't see her. She felt both nervous and excited. The man was licking and nibbling at the young woman's breasts, his hand slowly moving downwards to her genitals. The woman's legs were still tightly closed. The man's hand stroked her pubic hair, and her body trembled slightly. His hand slowly slid down her inner thigh, while his mouth moved to her lips. He pried open her mouth with his tongue and sucked on her tongue, enveloping it tightly. His hand on her inner thigh continued to rub, moving further and further in. Slowly, the young woman parted her tightly closed legs! I couldn't help but get excited, but the man's hand remained on the woman's genitals, completely covering her most private area. I was so anxious I almost cried out. The man's hand slowly rubbed against the woman's genitals. The woman twisted her body, and the man then inserted a finger into the young woman's vagina. The woman hugged the man tightly. At the same time, I also got to peek a little into the woman's vagina. It was the same color as her nipples; her labia were very light in color, thin and small, not the thick kind. The man's finger moved in and out of the woman's vagina slowly and steadily. The woman still kept her eyes closed, playing a French kiss with the man. I couldn't help but put my hand on my penis and slowly stroked it. At this moment, the man withdrew his finger from the young woman's vagina. The woman's legs were still wide open, and her vagina was no longer covered, completely exposed to me. So beautiful! The color was so pale, a delicate pink, even the labia majora were a light shade. She was clearly a novice at sex; her vulva was so clean, not a speck of black. Then the man tugged at the woman's body, moving himself beneath her, and began to masturbate, ready to get down to business! Suddenly, the young woman jumped up and got off the bed. The man seemed bewildered, saying something unintelligible. A moment later, the woman returned, handed the man something, and lay back down. He took it, muttering something, and tore open the thing she had given him. I then realized the woman had asked him to wear a condom! Haha, what a self-protective woman! The man placed his hand on the woman's vulva, touched it a few times, then rubbed it on his penis, touched and rubbed it again, and then put on the condom. I watched with disdain, thinking, "Pshaw! His penis isn't even as big as mine!" The man moved to the front of the woman's vulva, and the woman spread her legs wider, forming an "M" shape. The man held the woman's thigh with his left hand and his penis with his right, rubbing it haphazardly against her labia majora. The young woman kept her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, seemingly enjoying it. After a short while, the man thrust in suddenly, his penis disappearing into her vagina. The woman cried out, "Ah!" She moaned with each thrust. As he continued, he leaned down and licked her nipples, occasionally pressing his mouth against them and sucking deeply. They continued like this, man on top, woman on bottom, thrusting and moaning. After

a while, the man withdrew his penis from the young woman's vagina and got off the bed. I looked closely and saw that in such a short time, the young woman's vagina had turned a bright red. It made my penis throb with desire! I thought to myself, "What a tender vagina, what a pity, I guess I won't be able to penetrate her!" The man stood by the bed, his hands manipulating the woman's body, making her lie face down. He then pulled her buttocks further out, standing by the bed, and, supporting his penis, thrust it into the young woman's tender vagina again, pumping. The woman began to moan seductively, and I couldn't help but quicken my own masturbation. The man thrust rhythmically, the woman's buttocks jiggling with each thrust, and I could vaguely see her breasts swaying. The man then supported the woman's buttocks with his hands, slowing his thrusts, enjoying the pleasure of his penis moving within her tender vagina. Unbeknownst to me, my eyes were also watching. The young woman continued to moan softly. Then the man withdrew his penis, this time very slowly. I even saw the tender flesh of her vagina being pulled out before bouncing back in. Gradually, the man increased his speed, thrusting forcefully. I could hear the "slap, slap" sounds of his penis hitting the woman's buttocks, and he would occasionally let out muffled groans. The woman's moans grew louder. Then, the man reached for the young woman's soft, white breasts, roughly kneading them. His thrusts became faster and faster, turning the woman's white buttocks red. He then placed his hands back on her buttocks, thrusting even harder. I saw the woman's hands, which had been supporting her, clench into fists. The man closed his eyes. After several violent thrusts, he shuddered, panting heavily, and slowly withdrew his penis. The condom on his penis was full of milky white fluid. The young woman collapsed onto the bed. Oh my god! It was over so quickly, and I hadn't even ejaculated yet! I touched the shower gel, squeezed some onto my hand, and quickly masturbated, while my eyes returned to the window. The man was no longer in the room; he'd probably gone to shower. The young woman lay on the bed, seemingly still savoring the moment or perhaps not quite recovered. She rolled over, pulled a tissue from the bedside, wiped her vulva, and then, surprisingly, lowered her head, examining her own vulva. Such an opportunity shouldn't be missed! Taking advantage of the young woman's dazed look at her vulva, I quickly masturbated, fantasizing. While she remained lost in thought, the sight of this made my lower body increasingly hot, a surge of pleasure rushing to my scalp. After a tingling sensation, I shamelessly ejaculated—a lot of it.

I stood up, quickly cleaned myself up, returned to the room, and collapsed onto the bed, recalling everything I'd seen, smiling with satisfaction. But the thought of that man riding on top of the young woman, ravaging her, made me curse inwardly: "Such a good cunt, all wasted on a bastard!" All the good things have been wasted on the poor! It's so unfair! After that incident, whenever I had free time, I would go home early after work. I never changed the bathroom light; it remained dark. Day after day, I would secretly watch the young woman downstairs and observe her nightlife. The man I disliked appeared less than twice after that, and then never showed up again. I figured they had broken up, because I never saw her bring another man home. Her life seemed peaceful. She would go back to her room, take off her clothes, and lie half-naked on the bed watching TV until very late. Sometimes I had a strong urge to call out to her, to let her know I was there. But I knew that the way we met made it difficult for me to speak up. About three months passed like this. One day, I came home early from work and went to pee. I peeked downstairs again. Huh? The light was on downstairs, but the curtains were gone? Looking closer, I realized that not only were the curtains gone, but everything was gone. An older woman was cleaning! The young woman had moved away! I couldn't help but feel a little lost; a beautiful sight had been lost.

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