That time... (The End)

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I've wanted to write about that incident for a long time, because I've been thinking about it constantly...
That is, around the May Day holiday, I took leave and left a few days early to go home. Standing on the balcony, I saw the woman who lived upstairs, and it reminded me of something that happened a few years ago.
I think I was a junior in college at the time. She lived upstairs from me. Her husband was doing business in the provincial capital and was often away from home. They didn't have children yet. Sometimes when we met in the hallway, I called her "sister-in-law." She seemed quite quiet and pretty. She wasn't very familiar with the neighbors and was the quiet, solitary type. Sometimes she would talk to my parents, and she seemed like the kind of wife who was all show and no substance.
That summer, when I went home, she called me and said that the clothes she had hung out to dry on her balcony had fallen onto my balcony (my balcony had never been enclosed despite my repeated requests). She said she wanted to come and pick them up. I didn't think much of it at the time and just said, "No need, I'll bring them up to you."
When I went up to the balcony, I saw a dress and a set of underwear. I was a little excited and a little embarrassed, but I still gritted my teeth and took them up.
When I opened the door, I was stunned. She was only wearing a long bathrobe, the kind that only had two straps holding it up, with her two full breasts sticking out, and nothing below. I was still young then, and embarrassed, so when I saw this, I wanted to give her the clothes and leave, but she said, "Come in and sit down!" So I went in.
She wasn't very good at entertaining guests. She just sat there with me, but I could feel her watching me. She asked me about my school life, and she seemed more cheerful than when I saw her outside. But I didn't really know what to say, so I asked to leave after a short while.
In the days that followed, whenever we bumped into each other in the hallway, she would seem to talk to me a little longer. A few times, she would call and ask me to help her open a bottle or something, and gradually she started talking to me more. I also got used to her wiping my sweat and other gestures.
Of course, my parents both work during the day. Once, she called to ask what I was doing at home and said she had some videotapes and asked if I wanted to watch them. Although I felt it was a bit inappropriate, I didn't care and went upstairs.
She looked like she had just taken a shower; her hair wasn't completely dry, and she seemed a little strange, almost unnatural. She and I were sitting on the same sofa watching a video. It was a foreign film, not particularly exciting, but gradually, the plot seemed to get a bit erotic, occasionally revealing glimpses of a woman's genitals. She seemed to be muttering to herself, "How could this be?" but her eyes kept sneaking glances at me.
I also felt a little uncomfortable, but it wouldn't be good to get up and leave at that point. During a thrilling scene, she suddenly grabbed my hand, and then hugged my arm. It wasn't in a revealing way, but rather very naturally, making her seem petite and vulnerable. Later, during a slightly sexy scene, she seemed embarrassed, hugging my arm and burying her head in my shoulder, as if she didn't want to watch and didn't say anything.
I sat there a little nervously until the movie ended. She gently placed her hand on mine, turned halfway towards me, and it seemed like her knees touched mine. She said softly, "It seems like people are very open-minded these days!" Then she gently leaned her body on my shoulder. I could feel her full breasts rising and falling with her breathing. Without realizing it, I turned my body slightly towards her, and she ended up resting her head on my chest.
My little brother was already furious, and my mind was a bit of a mess. We were silent for a few minutes, then she slightly raised her head, and as she opened her arms to me, I suddenly stood up, opened the door, and left. My tent was probably still up then… sigh, I was still young then, maybe I didn't have that much courage!
After that, whenever we met alone in the hallway, she always seemed very embarrassed and would walk away in a hurry, while I always pretended that nothing was wrong.
I saw her again when I went back this time. She'd already had a child and must be in her thirties now, but she seemed even more charming, or in other words, more sexy. My parents told me that her husband's business seemed to be doing quite well. She and her son usually stayed at her mother-in-law's house, and her son usually stayed there in the evenings too; she was the only one who came back to look after the house.
The next day, I had a great time drinking with my friends in the evening. We went to a karaoke bar and slept with a prostitute for a while. I started to get really into it, but then my friend's dad told him to go home, so I had to go home too.
As I passed the first floor, my dad stopped me, gave me the keys, and said they were playing mahjong at the neighbor's house. I went back alone, and sitting there, I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. I stood on the balcony smoking by myself, and saw a few of her clothes dangling there. I paused for a moment, threw away my cigarette butt, and dialed her number.
After recognizing my voice, she seemed unsure what to say. I said, "How's the child? Let me come up and sit with you for a while." She paused for a moment and then said, "Okay."
When she opened the door, she was still wearing pajamas, the kind with a fluffy top and bottom, and it seemed like even the top button was still fastened. She sat on another sofa, looking much more mature, with her hands on her tightly crossed legs, and said, "I heard from your mother that you're doing quite well at work now." Then she lowered her head again.
I looked at her boldly, sizing her up brazenly. She was now a fully-fledged young woman, ripe with age. Seeing that I didn't reply, she looked up at me again, and we both looked away at the same time. I felt that at that moment, my intention was very clear: I was waiting for her response.
After a moment of silence, I walked straight to her and sat down beside her. I turned her body around, and she slowly raised her head. I immediately pressed my lips to hers. She instinctively pushed me away slightly with her hands, and at the same time, opened her mouth. What a soft tongue! I sucked on it forcefully, but didn't linger there. I quickly moved to her earlobe, her neck, gently kissing and gently nibbling...
My hand slipped under her blouse, lifted her bra, and kneaded her breasts a few times. Then I lifted her blouse, roughly pulled off her bra, laid her down, and began kneading and rubbing one breast with one hand, as if trying to squeeze it from the root, like milking a cow; meanwhile, I had her other breast in my mouth, sucking and biting it desperately…
She seemed still surprised by my boldness and experience, remaining silent and letting me do as I pleased. So I slipped my hand inside her pajama bottoms, finding her lace-trimmed panties, and without hesitation, I slipped my middle finger inside, right at the slit. She seemed to tremble slightly, and then, as if I had discovered some treasure, I began to rub and knead it incessantly…
I parted her labia and inserted another finger, bending it and gently pushing it in little by little, softly circling it. Every part I touched was tender, making me want to rub it hard, but also afraid of breaking it.
She started to react, as if she didn't know what to do to feel comfortable, and gently twisted her body. I laid her diagonally on the sofa, pulled off her pajama bottoms, knelt on the floor, and lay on top of her, licking her breasts again. I could feel her pubic hair sticking out from her panties on my chest.
My saliva glistened on her breasts. After licking them all over, I slid my tongue down her cleavage until I reached her navel, where I gently circled it. When I removed my hands from her breasts, she let out a muffled groan, as if she had a fever and felt unwell all over.
I continued my teasing, my tongue starting to lick her lower abdomen, and as I used my tongue to lift her panties, she suddenly sat up and lifted my head. I stared at her blankly, trying to continue my exploration, but she gently pushed me away, and while taking off her panties, she said, "I'm going to wash up."
I froze for a moment, took a couple of breaths, and heard running water coming from the bathroom. I followed her into the bathroom. She hadn't taken off her top yet, her bra bunched up above her breasts, her legs slightly bent, and she was wiping her vulva with a wet towel. My penis was already hard, making my crotch uncomfortable. I unzipped my pants to feel better, then hugged her from behind, gently massaging her hand holding the towel with one hand, while my other hand cupped her breast, and my lips kissed the back of her neck.
After a while, she let out two long breaths. I felt her hand on my penis, gently groping it, and then she reached into my pants and held it through my underwear. This made me tighten my grip even more... As I occasionally thrust my hips, mimicking the motion of inserting into her vagina, I felt her body sink down, as if she couldn't stand up anymore.
She started making soft "hmm...hmm..." sounds and said weakly to me, "Let's go to bed..."
I scooped her up in my arms, burying my face in her pubic hair. I quickly stripped naked. She seemed to glance at me half-heartedly for a moment before slowly taking off her top on the bed. I pulled her close, ripped off her bra from her arm, kissed her breasts hard twice, then spread her legs and plunged into her...
Actually, what I was even more eager for was my penis, but I had never dared to be so unrestrained when I was with my girlfriend before. It felt so exciting. Her vagina was bright red and still radiating heat. I felt like I was kissing it, so I desperately pushed my mouth in, sucking and biting every piece of flesh that I could hold in my mouth.
Her vulva began to moisten, gradually secreting vaginal fluid. I dabbed some of this fluid with my hand and gently smeared it on her pubic hair, keeping it close to her lower abdomen so as not to interfere with my later pleasure at her entrance...
She slowly opened her thighs, spreading them as wide as possible. When my tongue probed hard into her vagina, her buttocks would push towards me. When I gently licked or bit her labia, she seemed ticklish, pulling her buttocks back one by one, but as if she was reluctant to pull them back, she would pull them back and then bring them back again.
Occasionally, while licking her clitoris, I would glance at her sideways and see that she seemed unsure of what to do with her hands. She couldn't help but rub her breasts a few times, but quickly took them down and started grabbing at the sheets on the bed, occasionally craning her neck to look at me. Finally, as if she had been suppressing her feelings for a long time, she let out a long "Ah" and said to me, "Aren't you not married yet...?"
By this time, my penis was swollen to the point of almost bursting. Seemingly aroused by her words, my desire to conquer her was aroused. I climbed on top of her, supporting myself on my elbows and knees, and gently rubbed my penis against the entrance of her vagina. Occasionally, when it was aligned, I would gently push it in, but not actually push it in. At the same time, I looked at her face, so close that I could feel her breathing, and said with a grin, "Isn't it good that we're not married?"
She lifted her neck to kiss my lips, and I let her kiss me, but I didn't lower my head. After a while, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell back onto the bed, panting as she said, "Okay." Then she got up again. This time, I gradually lowered my head, but then slowly pulled it back. Sometimes she couldn't hold on any longer and would fall back down, but I would move my head back to kiss her, and she would lift her head again to chase after my lips.
She was truly excited, but not to the point of losing her mind. Her buttocks pressed together, her vaginal opening chasing after my penis, as if wanting to receive it the moment I gently thrust in. And as I abandoned her lips, sucking and biting her already hard nipples, she began repeatedly saying, "Let's start, okay... give it to me... okay..."
At this point, I was also almost at my limit. What a wonderful woman! I got up, hugged her tightly, kissed her deeply, and then put her down. She was just breathing heavily, quietly looking at me, spreading her legs as wide as possible, waiting for me to penetrate her.
I guided my penis with my hand and thrust it in straight in one go. She arched her body slightly, her legs naturally clamping together. I adjusted my position, then lay down, burying my head in her chest. She held me tightly, and I began to thrust repeatedly…
Her vulva was already soaking wet, gripping my penis tightly. Before my eyes was the sweat that had dripped from our chests, and in my ears were the sounds of our bodies colliding and her juices flowing.
Gradually, she began to cooperate with my final sprint, kissing me, her hands constantly stroking my back, her buttocks rising to meet my piston-like movements, the sounds of "ooh... um..." driving me almost crazy.
"I want you...I want you..." I started rambling. "Okay, okay...I'll give you...I'll give you everything...mmmmmm..." she finally started too.
I might have gone a little crazy. I braced myself on my elbows, pulled her upper body tightly up, and started thrusting violently… A wave of intense pleasure washed over me. I increased the frequency of my thrusts, and amidst her cries of "Ah… Ahhhhh…", I shuddered, and a gush of hot fluid shot into her wetness…
I slowly released her, lay down beside her, and could only hear her panting... It was all over. I calmed down, suddenly thought of something, and asked her, "Did you use contraception?" She seemed to turn to her side with great effort and said, "XX just left, I've been taking the pills."
I didn't know what to do in this situation. After lying there for a while, I said I had to go. She said, "Wait a minute." I was taken aback. She said, "You need to wipe yourself off. Take a shower when you get home." As soon as I got up, she said, "You came so much!" I rolled over, touched her butt, and said with a grin, "Because I'm not married yet."
She glanced at my now limp penis, smiled slightly, and without saying a word, took some tissues. After hesitating for a moment, she began to lift my penis with one hand and wipe it with the other, carefully wiping even the glans.
I laughed and said to her, "Look, you've shot quite a bit too!" She glanced at me, a little mischievously, and said, "You seem like a pro." I stroked her outstretched thigh and said, "Didn't you say that people are very open-minded these days?"
She squeezed my penis hard, smiled at me, and without saying a word, started to lift my testicles and wipe my genitals, as if she were doing something very interesting. What a gentle woman! She's already thirty, yet she's still like a young woman; this is the kind of woman I like best! I don't know why she's like this with me. Is it because my penis can't satisfy her? I don't know, and I didn't ask.
But at this moment, my dear little brother seemed to have become "sexually aroused" again, and she noticed it and secretly laughed.
"What time is it?" I asked her.
"Around 10 o'clock."
"Do you want more?" I sat up and hugged her again. I had really started to feel affection for her.
"I want to..." she seemed a little shy.
I gently pulled her down to lie on top of me, letting her kiss and caress me... This time we did it for quite a while, and it was already midnight when we got back, and my parents still hadn't returned.
We did it again one afternoon during the remaining days. The night before I returned to Beijing, I went upstairs, but her son insisted on coming back with her. Although she tried her best to coax the child to sleep, she still couldn't get it done.
I didn't know what to do when I went back. She didn't say anything, only asked me, "Are you coming back?"
I said, "Yes, I will come back."

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