The beautiful girl in my room

After graduating from university, I went to Hangzhou first, while my girlfriend arrived a year later. She was a year younger than me and had found a satisfactory job, but not a satisfactory place to live. So we searched for rental information online, looking at many places before finally finding a suitable spot in a small community in the north of the city. Although it was a rural area, the conditions were quite good—a three-story apartment. One girl lived there alone because her previous roommate had moved out; it wasn't safe for her to live alone, and it seemed expensive at 800 yuan a month. My girlfriend and I moved in together. After contacting her, we went to see the apartment at 8 pm. We also met a guy from the same community who had contacted us before, so we went to see that place too. However, I didn't really see it that way. You know how men are; who doesn't want a little romance?

We took a car to the residential area. After entering, we called the girl inside, and it turned out she was the same girl who had just passed by us! We had even been in the same car as us! What a coincidence! I was secretly delighted. She was quite tall and looked to have a good figure, but it was cold and a bit dark, so I couldn't see her clearly. We met up, and she took us to her place. There was a living room inside, which connected to a balcony; it was quite large. The kitchen and toilet were in the same direction, and the two bedrooms were next to each other, with their doors side by side. I toured our accommodation. It just barely fit a large bed and a computer desk. The window faced north, and it was rather small. I prefer a more secluded place, though of course, all my plans were based on making our lovemaking more enjoyable.

I then explored the kitchen. It was quite modern, but the woman didn't seem very diligent; there were many unsanitary corners. The bathroom was also a bit messy, with underwear and panties in a basin. I noticed she was wearing rather sexy underwear in provocative colors—black thongs, pink, and red. Her bra also appeared to be a D-cup. I went to the balcony to check out the clothes-drying area. The balcony was quite spacious and faced south, which was quite comfortable. I was very happy, and she stayed close by, showing me around.

I could see in her eyes that she really wanted me to stay. In the room, I saw her clearly. She was quite attractive, the kind of woman who would make any man's heart flutter. We exchanged a few pleasantries and learned she was 28. Of course, I didn't ask if she had a boyfriend. I also looked into her room. A simple Simmons mattress was on the floor by the window, and on the other side was a TV and a desk. A large pink mosquito net hung above the bed. It seemed this woman had quite a sense of style, and she seemed very cheerful in conversation. When she saw that we had toured her room, she said, "I live alone in this big room, so it's a bit big anyway. If you want a bigger room, we can switch. We'll split the rent 50/50." Since I'll be living alone for a year, I asked her how the rent and utilities would be calculated. She was very generous and said we'd split it 50/50. I said, "Let's split it per person. I can't let you lose out."

She said it was okay, since we'd be good friends since we were living together, so it seemed she genuinely wanted us to stay.

Partly because it suited my cravings, and partly because it met our living requirements, I told my girlfriend we should stay here and move out the day after tomorrow, and I'd call her then.

After going downstairs, we looked at another guy's room. He lived with his wife; he didn't have a stable job, and I was worried about him. It was a high floor, and seeing his lecherous look, I didn't feel comfortable leaving my wife in that room. So we settled on the place. On the way back, my girlfriend asked, "Hmph, how's that woman? Don't sleep with her while I'm not here!" I said, "Honey, what are you thinking? I might have some fantasies, but I usually don't act on them. Besides, I don't even like that woman."

And so, three days later we moved there. We still lived in the small room, facing the kitchen and bathroom.

We immediately tidied up the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, putting unwanted furniture in the living room and giving her some of the things she needed. Our house felt much warmer afterward. We were both very happy, and that evening we went to the supermarket to buy rice and vegetables. I personally cooked a meal, showing off my skills with dried green beans and braised pork ribs. We even drank a bottle of red wine to celebrate. We ate and chatted until midnight before finally getting ready for bed.

It was my first time showering in this feminine bathroom, and my wife and I were both quite excited. Of course, it was a romantic bath for us; we played around in there for a long time, caressing and kissing each other. My wife even gave me oral sex on my penis. Thinking about the lonely woman in the living room outside, I felt incredibly aroused, wanting to give her some stimulation, to bait her a little. I originally planned to have sex with my wife right there in the bathroom, but she said, "Let's go to the room instead. There are people outside, and it's not appropriate to do it like this on our first time." I agreed.

After we finished showering, my wife put on a see-through bra, and I boldly walked out of the bathroom in my thong, deliberately letting her see me. When she saw us come out, she smiled and said, "You're done showering? I almost fell asleep. Be careful not to catch a cold tonight." My wife went straight into the bedroom. I lingered in the living room for a moment and said, "You should shower too, get some rest, it's too late." She looked at my body, especially... The large bulge below, along with the pubic hair that couldn't be concealed, definitely seduced her. I could see she was a little embarrassed, so I didn't continue. I went back to the room, closed the door, and she had to pass through my door to get in or out of the bathroom.

That night, my wife and I were very excited, feeling so warm and our sex drive was incredibly high. We did 69, doggy style, oral sex, and finger sex for about 20 minutes. My wife's face was flushed, and her vagina was very... Wet and eager, she pressed me down onto the bed, sitting on top of my penis. With a quick tug, she slid her hand into my hot, slippery vagina. My wife moved her hips up and down, back and forth, making my penis hard. I thrust upwards with all my might, the impact making loud slapping sounds. The more excited I became, the more I imagined another woman in the bathroom caressing her alluring body. The more I did this, the more excited I became. I fucked my wife hard. After a while, the sound of running water stopped, followed by the sound of slippers. I was a little worried that we should turn the noise down, but my wife didn't want me to stop. She got off the bed and lay face down, her full, round buttocks raised. I took advantage of the situation and pushed my erect penis down, aiming it at her overflowing, wet opening, and thrust it in hard. This time, the sound was not only the impact of her buttocks but also the creaking of the spring bed. I wanted... Even though he's deaf, he could hear me from outside the door, and my wife's uninhibited moans must have aroused her desire.

She stayed in the living room watching TV until I ejaculated my hot semen, stopping our music.

Only then did she turn off the light and go into the bedroom. Everyone understands what was going on, unless she's not human.

We woke up very late the next morning, almost noon. When we woke up, my wife saw my erect penis. She then took it in her mouth, giving it ample lubrication. Seeing how thirsty my wife was, I excitedly pulled her to the corner of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis. My wife was breathing rapidly again, moaning softly. Just then, I heard the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. It turned out she was cooking. After we finished, we went to the bathroom to wash our faces and brush our teeth. She happily greeted us and told us to eat. We were very grateful that she had prepared breakfast for us. (It was already afternoon), she said not to be polite, that living together was like being family, and there was no need to be so formal. We agreed. In the afternoon, we went to the supermarket together and bought some household items and decorations. She quickly became involved with my wife, as if they were a couple, and I was just doing the odd jobs, ***.

This was the last night my wife and I spent together; tomorrow morning she will return to school to complete her final year of studies. When we got home, we cooked dinner, ate, played cards, and had a great time. Before bed, my wife and I naturally continued with our "homework." She was crazy; she wanted me to give her extra "homework" in advance because we both knew it would be a long time before we could enjoy sex again. My wife told me I couldn't betray her, and I said of course I wouldn't. I would masturbate when I needed to and report back truthfully. I also demanded that my wife not be tempted by others, and that she need my permission to masturbate.

The next day, my wife got up early, packed her things, and I personally saw her off on the train. Watching her leave was truly painful. I think everyone has experienced that pain before. But after seeing her off, I got home and my eyes were heavy with sleep. She was still doing laundry, and seeing my disheveled state, she asked, "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave your wife? Haha, looks like someone's going to be a bachelor for a while. Sigh, what's wrong? Did you overexert yourself these past two nights?" Hearing this, I realized she wasn't completely oblivious, so I went along with it, saying, "Yes, these past two days have been more tiring than the Long March. I can barely walk straight now. I need to rest properly. Sigh, do you have any tonics? Give me some. Let me regain my manly vigor!" She burst into laughter, "Yes, I do!" "If I don't give it to you, didn't you get anything from your wife? Do you need to replenish it?" I said, "Sigh, you're not a good buddy. Forget it, I'll just have to sleep." She immediately said, "Don't go! Come help me hang up my clothes. Go get me a hanger; it's in my closet." I said, "Sigh, men have it tough. Did my wife authorize you to get up

like this?" I went to her room, opened the closet, took out a hanger, and glanced down. Holy crap, my eyes suddenly lit up. Inside were a vibrating bullet and a flesh-colored dildo. I immediately got excited. This woman is quite a beauty. This is promising. I went out to help her hang up her clothes to dry—tank tops, bras, panties—she handed them to me without any hesitation. She seemed quite fashionable, dressed in sexy clothes. I needed to hurry up and get her.

She asked, "Do you have any clothes to wash? Give them to me." I was surprised; could it be so easy? She was actively getting close to me! Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, immediately saying I did, but they were a bit dirty. So I took out two pairs of panties, covered in semen, but my body odor was very pleasant, something my wife always praised. I thought that should be enough to seduce her. She said, "Ugh, that's so dirty. You'll have to pay me next time." I asked what kind of payment she wanted. She said,

"I'll ask you for it when I think of something. I'll owe you one." So I went to sleep that afternoon.

Suddenly I felt someone pinching my nipple. I woke up and saw her standing in front of me, laughing and saying, "It's 7 o'clock, time to eat, you pig!" I looked out the window and it was already dark outside, but her long, flowing hair brushed against my face, carrying a sweet fragrance, and tickled my stomach. This woman is so proactive! I deliberately didn't get up, and she said, "I'm not eating anymore, I've already finished." I said, "You dare?" She said, "You think you're fiercer than me?" So she pinched one of my nipples with each hand. I said, "It hurts so much! Oh, I'm scared!" and immediately struggled. At this moment, she was already sitting on my bed. I grabbed her arms, and our faces were so close, we could feel each other's rapid breathing. She immediately quieted down and looked at me with a startled expression. I looked at her too, and I immediately said, "What's wrong? Did I pinch you too hard?" She immediately smiled again.

"Yeah, you don't treat girls well at all, really. I'm not giving you any food." She said that and went to the kitchen. I could tell we were already getting intimate. I immediately got up, wearing only my underwear, and ran to the kitchen to beg for food. She said, "Aren't you ashamed? A grown man coming out in his underwear!" I said, "We're not strangers, I'm not afraid. What can you do to me?" She said she wouldn't give me any food. I said, "I'm hungry, please, give me some food, please." She said if I wanted food, I had to admit my mistake and be obedient. I said, "Okay, I'll eat first, name your conditions." So she gave me the food. While we were eating, she deliberately said that I couldn't just eat whatever I wanted, I had to get her permission. I said, "Okay. Let her have her way." After we finished eating, she said, "Handsome guy, wash the dishes." I said, "No problem," and washed them. We watched TV together, but nothing was good, so we went online. I went to her room to use the internet, and when I opened the webpage, I was surprised to find she had several pornographic forums saved. I thought, "This woman is something else." So I opened them without hesitation. She came in a little while later and said, "Okay, let's look at some porn on my computer." I said, "Where? I already have it here, but it's really good." She said, "A friend recommended it to me. It has a lot of content, but I don't use it often." She immediately recommended some self-shot and candid videos, which I opened and watched one by one.

We discussed the differences between foreign and Chinese practices, and our views on oral and anal sex. There was absolutely no sense of shame; it felt like an academic discussion. Goodness, I was only wearing underwear! It immediately became visible with any stimulation. A little while later, I needed to pee and got up to go to the toilet. She burst out laughing, "No way! So impulsive! Your pants are bulging!" Hearing her say that, and since she was sitting relatively low, her mouth was right at the level of my penis, I deliberately brought my penis close to her mouth. She screamed, grabbed me, and wouldn't let me pee. My pleas were useless; she wouldn't let go of my ear. I pleaded with her, finally agreeing to let her go only after I offered to wash her feet. I rushed to the bathroom, my penis throbbing, but I couldn't urinate. Once I calmed down, I felt the urge to pee and urinated for a long time. I thought, "Wow, that was too fast! My wife just left a few hours ago. Did this woman plan this all along? She's more cunning than me!" I was really excited. Maybe I should cook dinner tonight.

Back in her room, she had changed into a black, see-through, low-cut nightgown. She sat in my seat and started using the computer. She opened some forum pages, showing them to me one by one and commenting on them. She said, "These people are really bold, showing their faces!" I said we should learn from them. She told me to go to hell. Seeing some stimulating scenes, I deliberately lingered, intentionally getting closer to her. Soon, my arm was around her shoulder. Her deep cleavage, fair skin, and the scent of her perfume were incredibly alluring.

I slowly began to touch her face with both hands, jokingly. She didn't resist much, so I intensified my efforts. Knowing she had given me the signal, I suggested watching some porn. She said she had some, and opened a Western film. Our hearts raced faster, and we became much quieter. After about three minutes, she spoke, probably because she was very wet. She got up and went to the bed, saying, "Don't block the view, move away and watch from here." I couldn't resist any longer, so I went over to her and pushed her onto the bed. She feigned resistance but didn't say anything in protest, and I didn't stop.

I kissed her fragrant lips, and she went wild. We embraced, I kissed her ears and neck, she closed her eyes and breathed rapidly, then immediately pushed me down and pulled off my underwear. My penis sprang out, and she grasped it with her small hands, painted with red nail polish, and put it in her mouth. She started to masturbate me. I also touched her full breasts and buttocks, and moved her buttocks onto me. I pulled open her nightgown; she wasn't wearing underwear at all.

There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was well-shaped and not messy at all. Her labia were also very full. I inserted my finger, and immediately, like a burst water bag, her vulva became wet.

I immediately started licking her with my tongue, and she cooperated by bringing her genitals closer to my face. I carefully examined her genitals (I hoped she wouldn't give me any diseases, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it to my girlfriend). I gently touched her labia with my tongue and teased her clitoris. I could feel the stimulation throughout her body, and she didn't stop stroking me. Her mouth, along with her hands, lubricated my penis with her sweet saliva, which dripped onto the sheets. I inserted my tongue into her vagina, and she cried out, "Ahhh, so good!" (Continuing...) I continued with even more effort, my mouth completely wet with her juices. After a while, my tongue got tired, so I rolled off and took a missionary position, spreading her legs. My erect penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was tight and strong. She stuck out her tongue, her eyes closed. I looked at her full breasts, now large and hard, comparable to my wife's. I thrust in and out continuously, hundreds of times, then changed positions. She lay on her side, and I lifted one of her legs to enter her from the side, deeper. Her vagina contracted in response, kissing my penis.

She kept moaning, as if competing with the porn on the computer.

After a while, I got tired, and she climbed on top of me, clamping my penis between her legs and writhing incessantly, her breasts bouncing up and down. I touched her breasts and then put my fingers in her mouth, which she sucked on as if she were sucking my penis. Her eyes remained closed, though; it seemed her skills were truly impressive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced male stimulation in a long time, making her unusually excited. Although my penis was quite seasoned and a formidable warrior, such intense activity, coupled with her skillful techniques, almost brought me to orgasm. I mounted her, pinning her to the bed. Standing on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed, I held her buttocks and began thrusting in and out at a rate of 2-3 times per second. She cried out... She screamed, "Ah, faster, go for it, I want it, it feels so good, ah..." I asked her, "Let me be your husband, I'll fuck you every day, I'll make you feel so good you'll die." She said, "Okay, husband, go for it, husband, I love you, fuck me to death, I want it, ah..." I said, "Hehe, I'll fuck you to death, you little slut, I want to fuck you every day, you have to listen to your husband, give me hehe every day, do you hear me, oh~~~" She said, "Husband, I'll listen to you. Fuck me." We continued our dialogue, I kept thrusting, her moans were far louder than the audio-visual effects.

Five minutes later, I shot a stream of hot semen into her cunt without leaving a drop. After wiping it clean, I suddenly realized I hadn't used a condom, and immediately asked: Oh no, I'm pregnant. She said it was okay, I just finished my period yesterday. Then she pulled me into bed and we talked. I told her I hadn't expected to sleep with her so soon after my wife left. She said it was okay, and if I was scared, I shouldn't have come. She wouldn't cause us any trouble. We'd keep it a secret and maintain our loving relationship for the rest of the year. I agreed.

Just then, my girlfriend texted me, asking what I was doing and what she was doing. "They're not together, are they?" I smiled mysteriously at her. She snatched the phone and texted my girlfriend back, saying, "She gave me a talk. She told me to remember to get dressed before leaving the bedroom, to knock before entering her room and bathroom, etc. She also comforted my girlfriend, telling her to cover herself with a blanket in the bedroom. No need to reply. Sleep well, kiss you." As she sent the text, we kissed deeply.

After graduating from university, I went to Hangzhou first, while my girlfriend arrived a year later. She was a year younger than me and had found a satisfactory job, but not a satisfactory place to live. So we searched for rental information online, looking at many places before finally finding a suitable spot in a small community in the north of the city. Although it was a rural area, the conditions were quite good—a three-story apartment. One girl lived there alone because her previous roommate had moved out; it wasn't safe for her to live alone, and it seemed expensive at 800 yuan a month. My girlfriend and I moved in together. After contacting her, we went to see the apartment at 8 pm. We also met a guy from the same community who had contacted us before, so we went to see that place too. However, I didn't really see it that way. You know how men are; who doesn't want a little romance?

We took a car to the residential area. After entering, we called the girl inside, and it turned out she was the same girl who had just passed by us! We had even been in the same car as us! What a coincidence! I was secretly delighted. She was quite tall and looked to have a good figure, but it was cold and a bit dark, so I couldn't see her clearly. We met up, and she took us to her place. There was a living room inside, which connected to a balcony; it was quite large. The kitchen and toilet were in the same direction, and the two bedrooms were next to each other, with their doors side by side. I toured our accommodation. It just barely fit a large bed and a computer desk. The window faced north, and it was rather small. I prefer a more secluded place, though of course, all my plans were based on making our lovemaking more enjoyable.

I then explored the kitchen. It was quite modern, but the woman didn't seem very diligent; there were many unsanitary corners. The bathroom was also a bit messy, with underwear and panties in a basin. I noticed she was wearing rather sexy underwear in provocative colors—black thongs, pink, and red. Her bra also appeared to be a D-cup. I went to the balcony to check out the clothes-drying area. The balcony was quite spacious and faced south, which was quite comfortable. I was very happy, and she stayed close by, showing me around.

I could see in her eyes that she really wanted me to stay. In the room, I saw her clearly. She was quite attractive, the kind of woman who would make any man's heart flutter. We exchanged a few pleasantries and learned she was 28. Of course, I didn't ask if she had a boyfriend. I also looked into her room. A simple Simmons mattress was on the floor by the window, and on the other side was a TV and a desk. A large pink mosquito net hung above the bed. It seemed this woman had quite a sense of style, and she seemed very cheerful in conversation. When she saw that we had toured her room, she said, "I live alone in this big room, so it's a bit big anyway. If you want a bigger room, we can switch. We'll split the rent 50/50." Since I'll be living alone for a year, I asked her how the rent and utilities would be calculated. She was very generous and said we'd split it 50/50. I said, "Let's split it per person. I can't let you lose out."

She said it was okay, since we'd be good friends since we were living together, so it seemed she genuinely wanted us to stay.

Partly because it suited my cravings, and partly because it met our living requirements, I told my girlfriend we should stay here and move out the day after tomorrow, and I'd call her then.

After going downstairs, we looked at another guy's room. He lived with his wife; he didn't have a stable job, and I was worried about him. It was a high floor, and seeing his lecherous look, I didn't feel comfortable leaving my wife in that room. So we settled on the place. On the way back, my girlfriend asked, "Hmph, how's that woman? Don't sleep with her while I'm not here!" I said, "Honey, what are you thinking? I might have some fantasies, but I usually don't act on them. Besides, I don't even like that woman."

And so, three days later we moved there. We still lived in the small room, facing the kitchen and bathroom.

We immediately tidied up the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, putting unwanted furniture in the living room and giving her some of the things she needed. Our house felt much warmer afterward. We were both very happy, and that evening we went to the supermarket to buy rice and vegetables. I personally cooked a meal, showing off my skills with dried green beans and braised pork ribs. We even drank a bottle of red wine to celebrate. We ate and chatted until midnight before finally getting ready for bed.

It was my first time showering in this feminine bathroom, and my wife and I were both quite excited. Of course, it was a romantic bath for us; we played around in there for a long time, caressing and kissing each other. My wife even gave me oral sex on my penis. Thinking about the lonely woman in the living room outside, I felt incredibly aroused, wanting to give her some stimulation, to bait her a little. I originally planned to have sex with my wife right there in the bathroom, but she said, "Let's go to the room instead. There are people outside, and it's not appropriate to do it like this on our first time." I agreed.

After we finished showering, my wife put on a see-through bra, and I boldly walked out of the bathroom in my briefs, deliberately letting her see me. When she saw us come out, she smiled and said, "You're done showering? I almost fell asleep. Be careful not to catch a cold tonight." My wife went straight into the bedroom. I lingered in the living room for a moment and said, "You should shower too. Get some rest, it's too late." She looked at my body, especially the big bulge down there and the pubic hair that couldn't be covered, which definitely tempted her. I could see that she was a little embarrassed, so I didn't continue. I went back to the bedroom, closed the door, and she had to go through my door to get in and out of the bathroom.

That night, my wife and I were very excited. We felt so warm and our sex drive was incredibly high. We did 69, doggy style, oral sex, and finger sex for about 20 minutes. My wife's face was flushed, and her vagina was very wet. She eagerly pushed me down onto the bed, sat on top of my penis, and with a hand on my penis, slid it into her hot and slippery vagina. My wife twisted her small waist up and down and back and forth, making my penis hard. I also thrust upwards with all my might, and the impact of our bodies made a loud slapping sound. The more excited I became, the more I thought about the woman in the bathroom outside caressing that alluring body, and the more excited I became. I was vigorously fucking my wife when the continuous sound of running water stopped, followed by the sound of slippers. I was a little worried that we should turn the noise down, but my wife didn't want me to stop. She got off the bed and lay face down, her full, round buttocks raised. I took advantage of the situation and pushed my erect penis down, aiming it at her overflowing, wet opening, and thrust it in hard. This time, the sound was not only from the impact of her buttocks but also from the creaking of the spring bed. I think if someone was deaf, they could hear it from outside the door. My wife's uninhibited moans must have aroused her desire.

She, however, kept watching TV in the living room until I ejaculated my hot semen, stopping our music.

Only then did she turn off the light and go into the bedroom. Everyone understands what's going on, unless she's not human.

We woke up very late the next morning, around noon. When we got up, my wife saw my erect penis and took it into her mouth, giving it ample lubrication. Seeing how eager she was, I excitedly pulled her to the corner of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis. My wife was breathing rapidly, moaning. Just then, I heard the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen; she was cooking. After we finished, we went to the bathroom to wash our faces and brush our teeth. She greeted us happily and invited us to eat. We were very grateful that she had prepared breakfast for us (it was already afternoon). She said not to be polite, that we were all living together like family, and there was no need to be so formal. We agreed. In the afternoon, we went to the supermarket together and bought some household items and decorations. She quickly got together with my wife, as if they were a couple, and I was just doing odd jobs, damn it.

This was the last night my wife and I spent together; tomorrow morning she will go back to school to finish her final year of study. When we got home, we cooked dinner, ate, played cards, and had a great time. Before bed, naturally, my wife and I continued doing homework. My wife was crazy; she wanted me to hand in extra homework early because we both knew it would be a long time before we could enjoy sex again. My wife told me I couldn't betray her, and I said of course I wouldn't. I would masturbate when I needed to and report it truthfully. I also demanded that my wife not be tempted by others, and that she need my permission to masturbate.

The next day, my wife got up early, packed her things, and I personally saw her off on the train. Watching her leave was truly painful. I think everyone has experienced that pain before. But after seeing her off, I got home and my eyes were heavy with sleep. She was still doing laundry, and seeing my disheveled state, she asked, "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave your wife? Haha, looks like someone's going to be a bachelor for a while. Sigh, what's wrong? Did you overexert yourself these past two nights?" Hearing this, I realized she wasn't completely oblivious, so I went along with it, saying, "Yes, these past two days have been more tiring than the Long March. I can barely walk straight now. I need to rest properly. Sigh, do you have any tonics? Give me some. Let me regain my manly vigor!" She burst into laughter, "Yes, I do!" "If I don't give it to you, didn't you get anything from your wife? Do you need to replenish it?" I said, "Sigh, you're not a good buddy. Forget it, I'll just have to sleep." She immediately said, "Don't go! Come help me hang up my clothes. Go get me a hanger; it's in my closet." I said, "Sigh, men have it tough. Did my wife authorize you to get up

like this?" I went to her room, opened the closet, took out a hanger, and glanced down. Holy crap, my eyes suddenly lit up. Inside were a vibrating bullet and a flesh-colored dildo. I immediately got excited. This woman is quite a beauty. This is promising. I went out to help her hang up her clothes to dry—tank tops, bras, panties—she handed them to me without any hesitation. She seemed quite fashionable, dressed in sexy clothes. I needed to hurry up and get her.

She asked, "Do you have any clothes to wash? Give them to me." I was surprised; could it be so easy? She was actively getting close to me! Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, immediately saying I did, but they were a bit dirty. So I took out two pairs of panties, covered in semen, but my body odor was very pleasant, something my wife always praised. I thought that should be enough to seduce her. She said, "Ugh, that's so dirty. You'll have to pay me next time." I asked what kind of payment she wanted. She said,

"I'll ask you for it when I think of something. I'll owe you one." So I went to sleep that afternoon.

Suddenly I felt someone pinching my nipple. I woke up and saw her standing in front of me, laughing and saying, "It's 7 o'clock, time to eat, you pig!" I looked out the window and it was already dark outside, but her long, flowing hair brushed against my face, carrying a sweet fragrance, and tickled my stomach. This woman is so proactive! I deliberately didn't get up, and she said, "I'm not eating anymore, I've already finished." I said, "You dare?" She said, "You think you're fiercer than me?" So she pinched one of my nipples with each hand. I said, "It hurts so much! Oh, I'm scared!" and immediately struggled. At this moment, she was already sitting on my bed. I grabbed her arms, and our faces were so close, we could feel each other's rapid breathing. She immediately quieted down and looked at me with a startled expression. I looked at her too, and I immediately said, "What's wrong? Did I pinch you too hard?" She immediately smiled again.

"Yeah, you don't treat girls well at all, really. I'm not giving you any food." She said that and went to the kitchen. I could tell we were already getting intimate. I immediately got up, wearing only my underwear, and ran to the kitchen to beg for food. She said, "Aren't you ashamed? A grown man coming out in his underwear!" I said, "We're not strangers, I'm not afraid. What can you do to me?" She said she wouldn't give me any food. I said, "I'm hungry, please, give me some food, please." She said if I wanted food, I had to admit my mistake and be obedient. I said, "Okay, I'll eat first, name your conditions." So she gave me the food. While we were eating, she deliberately said that I couldn't just eat whatever I wanted, I had to get her permission. I said, "Okay. Let her have her way." After we finished eating, she said, "Handsome guy, wash the dishes." I said, "No problem," and washed them. We watched TV together, but nothing was good, so we went online. I went to her room to use the internet, and when I opened the webpage, I was surprised to find she had several pornographic forums saved. I thought, "This woman is something else." So I opened them without hesitation. She came in a little while later and said, "Okay, let's look at some porn on my computer." I said, "Where? I already have it here, but it's really good." She said, "A friend recommended it to me. It has a lot of content, but I don't use it often." She immediately recommended some self-shot and candid videos, which I opened and watched one by one.

We discussed the differences between foreign and Chinese practices, and our views on oral and anal sex. There was absolutely no sense of shame; it felt like an academic discussion. Goodness, I was only wearing underwear! It immediately became visible with any stimulation. A little while later, I needed to pee and got up to go to the toilet. She burst out laughing, "No way! So impulsive! Your pants are bulging!" Hearing her say that, and since she was sitting relatively low, her mouth was right at the level of my penis, I deliberately brought my penis close to her mouth. She screamed, grabbed me, and wouldn't let me pee. My pleas were useless; she wouldn't let go of my ear. I pleaded with her, finally agreeing to let her go only after I offered to wash her feet. I rushed to the bathroom, my penis throbbing, but I couldn't urinate. Once I calmed down, I felt the urge to pee and urinated for a long time. I thought, "Wow, that was too fast! My wife just left a few hours ago. Did this woman plan this all along? She's more cunning than me!" I was really excited. Maybe I should cook dinner tonight.

Back in her room, she had changed into a black, see-through, low-cut nightgown. She sat in my seat and started using the computer. She opened some forum pages, showing them to me one by one and commenting on them. She said, "These people are really bold, showing their faces!" I said we should learn from them. She told me to go to hell. Seeing some stimulating scenes, I deliberately let him linger, intentionally getting close to her, and soon we were arm in arm. Her deep cleavage, fair skin, and the scent of her perfume were incredibly alluring.

I slowly started touching her face with both hands, jokingly. She didn't resist much, so I intensified my efforts. Knowing she had given me the signal, I said, "Let's watch some porn." She said she had some, so she opened an American/European film. Our hearts started racing, and we became much quieter. After watching for about three minutes, she spoke up. I guess she was getting wet, so she got up and went to the bed, saying, "Don't block the view, move away and watch from here." I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went over to her and pushed her onto the bed. She pretended to resist, but didn't say anything in protest, and I didn't stop.

I kissed her fragrant lips, and she went wild. We embraced, I kissed her ears and neck, she closed her eyes and breathed rapidly, then immediately pushed me down and pulled off my underwear. My penis sprang out, and she grasped it with her small hands, painted with red nail polish, and put it in her mouth. She started to masturbate me. I also touched her full breasts and buttocks, and moved her buttocks onto me. I pulled open her nightgown; she wasn't wearing underwear at all.

There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was well-shaped and not messy at all. Her labia were also very full. I inserted my finger, and immediately, like a burst water bag, her vulva became wet.

I immediately started licking her with my tongue, and she cooperated by bringing her genitals closer to my face. I carefully examined her genitals (I hoped she wouldn't give me any diseases, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it to my girlfriend). I gently touched her labia with my tongue and teased her clitoris. I could feel the stimulation throughout her body, and she didn't stop stroking me. Her mouth, along with her hands, lubricated my penis with her sweet saliva, which dripped onto the sheets. I inserted my tongue into her vagina, and she cried out, "Ahhh, so good!" (Continuing...) I continued with even more effort, my mouth completely wet with her juices. After a while, my tongue got tired, so I rolled off and took a missionary position, spreading her legs. My erect penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was tight and strong. She stuck out her tongue, her eyes closed. I looked at her full breasts, now large and hard, comparable to my wife's. I thrust in and out continuously, hundreds of times, then changed positions. She lay on her side, and I lifted one of her legs to enter her from the side, deeper. Her vagina contracted in response, kissing my penis.

She kept moaning, as if competing with the porn on the computer.

After a while, I got tired, and she climbed on top of me, clamping my penis between her legs and writhing incessantly, her breasts bouncing up and down. I touched her breasts and then put my fingers in her mouth, which she sucked on as if she were sucking my penis. Her eyes remained closed, though; it seemed her skills were truly impressive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced male stimulation in a long time, making her unusually excited. Although my penis was quite seasoned and a formidable warrior, such intense activity, coupled with her skillful techniques, almost brought me to orgasm. I mounted her, pinning her to the bed. Standing on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed, I held her buttocks and began thrusting in and out at a rate of 2-3 times per second. She cried out... She screamed, "Ah, faster, go for it, I want it, it feels so good, ah..." I asked her, "Let me be your husband, I'll fuck you every day, I'll make you feel so good you'll die." She said, "Okay, husband, go for it, husband, I love you, fuck me to death, I want it, ah..." I said, "Hehe, I'll fuck you to death, you little slut, I want to fuck you every day, you have to listen to your husband, give me hehe every day, do you hear me, oh~~~" She said, "Husband, I'll listen to you. Fuck me." We continued our dialogue, I kept thrusting, her moans were far louder than the audio-visual effects.

Five minutes later, I shot a stream of hot semen into her cunt without leaving a drop. After wiping it clean, I suddenly realized I hadn't used a condom, and immediately asked: Oh no, I'm pregnant. She said it was okay, I just finished my period yesterday. Then she pulled me into bed and we talked. I told her I hadn't expected to sleep with her so soon after my wife left. She said it was okay, and if I was scared, I shouldn't have come. She wouldn't cause us any trouble. We'd keep it a secret and maintain our loving relationship for the rest of the year. I agreed.

Just then, my girlfriend texted me, asking what I was doing and what she was doing. "They're not together, are they?" I smiled mysteriously at her. She snatched the phone and texted my girlfriend back, saying, "She gave me a talk. She told me to remember to get dressed before leaving the bedroom, to knock before entering her room and bathroom, etc. She also comforted my girlfriend, telling her to cover herself with a blanket in the bedroom. No need to reply. Sleep well, kiss you." As she sent the text, we kissed deeply.

After graduating from university, I went to Hangzhou first, while my girlfriend arrived a year later. She was a year younger than me and had found a satisfactory job, but not a satisfactory place to live. So we searched for rental information online, looking at many places before finally finding a suitable spot in a small community in the north of the city. Although it was a rural area, the conditions were quite good—a three-story apartment. One girl lived there alone because her previous roommate had moved out; it wasn't safe for her to live alone, and it seemed expensive at 800 yuan a month. My girlfriend and I moved in together. After contacting her, we went to see the apartment at 8 pm. We also met a guy from the same community who had contacted us before, so we went to see that place too. However, I didn't really see it that way. You know how men are; who doesn't want a little romance?

We took a car to the residential area. After entering, we called the girl inside, and it turned out she was the same girl who had just passed by us! We had even been in the same car as us! What a coincidence! I was secretly delighted. She was quite tall and looked to have a good figure, but it was cold and a bit dark, so I couldn't see her clearly. We met up, and she took us to her place. There was a living room inside, which connected to a balcony; it was quite large. The kitchen and toilet were in the same direction, and the two bedrooms were next to each other, with their doors side by side. I toured our accommodation. It just barely fit a large bed and a computer desk. The window faced north, and it was rather small. I prefer a more secluded place, though of course, all my plans were based on making our lovemaking more enjoyable.

I then explored the kitchen. It was quite modern, but the woman didn't seem very diligent; there were many unsanitary corners. The bathroom was also a bit messy, with underwear and panties in a basin. I noticed she was wearing rather sexy underwear in provocative colors—black thongs, pink, and red. Her bra also appeared to be a D-cup. I went to the balcony to check out the clothes-drying area. The balcony was quite spacious and faced south, which was quite comfortable. I was very happy, and she stayed close by, showing me around.

I could see in her eyes that she really wanted me to stay. In the room, I saw her clearly. She was quite attractive, the kind of woman who would make any man's heart flutter. We exchanged a few pleasantries and learned she was 28. Of course, I didn't ask if she had a boyfriend. I also looked into her room. A simple Simmons mattress was on the floor by the window, and on the other side was a TV and a desk. A large pink mosquito net hung above the bed. It seemed this woman had quite a sense of style, and she seemed very cheerful in conversation. When she saw that we had toured her room, she said, "I live alone in this big room, so it's a bit big anyway. If you want a bigger room, we can switch. We'll split the rent 50/50." Since I'll be living alone for a year, I asked her how the rent and utilities would be calculated. She was very generous and said we'd split it 50/50. I said, "Let's split it per person. I can't let you lose out."

She said it was okay, since we'd be good friends since we were living together, so it seemed she genuinely wanted us to stay.

Partly because it suited my cravings, and partly because it met our living requirements, I told my girlfriend we should stay here and move out the day after tomorrow, and I'd call her then.

After going downstairs, we looked at another guy's room. He lived with his wife; he didn't have a stable job, and I was worried about him. It was a high floor, and seeing his lecherous look, I didn't feel comfortable leaving my wife in that room. So we settled on the place. On the way back, my girlfriend asked, "Hmph, how's that woman? Don't sleep with her while I'm not here!" I said, "Honey, what are you thinking? I might have some fantasies, but I usually don't act on them. Besides, I don't even like that woman."

And so, we moved there three days later. We still lived in a small room, facing the kitchen and toilet.

We immediately tidied up the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, placing unwanted furniture in the living room and giving her some of what she needed. Our house felt much warmer afterward. We were both very happy, and that evening we went to the supermarket to prepare rice and vegetables. I personally cooked, showing off my skills with dried green beans and braised pork ribs. We even drank a bottle of red wine to celebrate. We ate and chatted until midnight before finally getting ready for bed.

It was my first time showering in this feminine bathroom, and my wife and I were quite excited. Of course, it was a romantic bath; we played around in it for a long time, caressing and kissing each other. My wife even gave me oral sex on my penis. The thought of a lonely woman in the living room getting restless excited me. I wanted to give her some kind of thrill, to bait her a little. I originally planned to have sex with my wife right there in the bathroom, but she said let's go to the bedroom instead, saying there were people outside and it wouldn't be appropriate to do it like that on our first time. So I agreed.

After we finished showering, my wife put on a see-through bra, and I boldly walked out of the bathroom in my thong, deliberately letting her see me. When she saw us come out, she smiled and said, "You're done showering? I almost fell asleep. Be careful not to catch a cold tonight." My wife went straight into the bedroom. I lingered in the living room for a moment and said, "You should shower too, get some rest, it's too late." She looked at my body, especially the large bulge down there and the pubic hair that couldn't be covered—it was definitely tempting her. I could see she was a little embarrassed, so I didn't say anything more and went back to the bedroom, turning off the lights. When she came to my house, she had to pass through my bedroom door to go in or out of the bathroom.

That night, my wife and I were very excited, feeling so warm and sexually aroused. We did 69, doggy style, oral sex, and finger sex for about 20 minutes. My wife's face was flushed, and her vagina was very wet. She eagerly pushed me down on the bed, sat on top of my penis, and with a hand on my penis, slid it into her hot and slippery vagina. My wife twisted her small waist up and down and back and forth, making my penis hard. I also thrust upwards with all my might, and the impact of our bodies made a loud slapping sound. The more excited I became... The thought of another woman caressing her alluring body in the bathroom fueled my arousal. I thrust into my wife relentlessly. The constant sound of running water stopped, replaced by the squeak of slippers. I worried we should lower our voices, but my wife didn't want me to stop. She got off the bed, her full, round buttocks raised, and I pressed my erect penis down, aiming it at her overflowing, wet opening before plunging in. The sound was a mix of the impact of her buttocks and the creaking of the springy bed. I imagine even a deaf person could hear it from outside the door. My wife's unrestrained moans and groans were definitely a seductive tactic. It aroused her desire.

But she stayed in the living room watching TV until I ejaculated my hot semen, stopping our music.

Only then did she turn off the light and go into the bedroom. Everyone understands what was going on, unless she's not human.

We woke up very late the next morning, almost noon. When we woke up, my wife saw my erect penis and took it into her mouth, giving it ample lubrication. Seeing how thirsty she was, I excitedly pulled her to the corner of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis. My wife was breathing rapidly again, moaning. At that moment, I heard the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen; she was cooking. After we finished, we went to the bathroom to wash our faces and brush our teeth. She greeted us happily and invited us to eat. We were very grateful that she had made breakfast for us (it was already afternoon). She said not to mention it, that we were all living together like family, and there was no need to be so formal. We agreed. In the afternoon, we went to the supermarket together and bought some household items and decorations. She quickly got together with my wife, as if they were a couple, and I was just doing odd jobs, damn it.

This was the last night my wife and I spent together; tomorrow morning she will go back to school to finish her final year of study. When we got home, we... We cooked, ate, played cards, and had a great time. Before bed, my wife and I naturally continued with our "homework"—she was crazy! She wanted me to give her extra "homework" in advance because we both knew it would be a long time before we could enjoy sex again. She told me I couldn't betray her, and I said of course I wouldn't. I'd masturbate when I needed to and report back truthfully. I also demanded she not be tempted by anyone, and that she needed my permission to masturbate.

The next morning, my wife got up early, packed her things, and I personally saw her off at the train station. Watching her leave was truly painful; I think everyone has experienced that pain, right? But after she left, back... When I got home, my eyes were already heavy with sleepiness. She was still doing laundry. Seeing my disheveled state, she asked, "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave your wife? Haha, looks like someone's going to be a bachelor for a while. Sigh, what's wrong? Did you overexert yourself these past few nights?" Hearing this, I realized she wasn't completely oblivious, so I went along with it, saying, "Yes, these past two days have been more tiring than the Long March. I can barely walk straight now. I need to rest properly. Sigh, do you have any tonics? Give me some. Let me regain my manly vigor!" She burst into laughter, "Yes, I do, but I won't give you any!" "Didn't you get anything from your wife? Need to make up for it?" I said, "Sigh, not a good buddy at all. Forget it, I guess I'll just have to sleep." She immediately said, "Don't go! Come help me hang up my clothes. Go get me a hanger; it's in my closet." I said, "Sigh, men have it tough. Did my wife authorize you to get up like this?"

I went to her room, opened the closet, took out a hanger, and glanced down. Holy crap, my eyes lit up. Inside were a vibrating bullet and a flesh-colored dildo. I immediately got excited. This woman is a real beauty. This is going to work. I went out to help her hang up her clothes to dry—tank tops, bras, panties—she handed them to me without any hesitation. She seemed quite fashionable, dressed in sexy clothes. I needed to hurry up and get her.

She asked, "Do you have any clothes to wash? Give them to me." I was surprised; could it be so easy? She was actively getting close to me! Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, immediately saying I did, but they were a bit dirty. So I took out two pairs of panties, covered in semen, but my body odor was very pleasant, something my wife always praised. I thought that should be enough to seduce her. She said, "Ugh, that's so dirty. You'll have to pay me next time." I asked what kind of payment she wanted. She said,

"I'll ask you for it when I think of something. I'll owe you one." So I went to sleep that afternoon.

Suddenly I felt someone pinching my nipple. I woke up and saw her standing in front of me, laughing and saying, "It's 7 o'clock, time to eat, you pig!" I looked out the window and it was already dark outside, but her long, flowing hair brushed against my face, carrying a sweet fragrance, and tickled my stomach. This woman is so proactive! I deliberately didn't get up, and she said, "I'm not eating anymore, I've already finished." I said, "You dare?" She said, "You think you're fiercer than me?" So she pinched one of my nipples with each hand. I said, "It hurts so much! Oh, I'm scared!" and immediately struggled. At this moment, she was already sitting on my bed. I grabbed her arms, and our faces were so close, we could feel each other's rapid breathing. She immediately quieted down and looked at me with a startled expression. I looked at her too, and I immediately said, "What's wrong? Did I pinch you too hard?" She immediately smiled again.

"Yeah, you don't treat girls well at all, really. I'm not giving you any food." She said that and went to the kitchen. I could tell we were already getting intimate. I immediately got up, wearing only my underwear, and ran to the kitchen to beg for food. She said, "Aren't you ashamed? A grown man coming out in his underwear!" I said, "We're not strangers, I'm not afraid. What can you do to me?" She said she wouldn't give me any food. I said, "I'm hungry, please, give me some food, please." She said if I wanted food, I had to admit my mistake and be obedient. I said, "Okay, I'll eat first, name your conditions." So she gave me the food. While we were eating, she deliberately said that I couldn't just eat whatever I wanted, I had to get her permission. I said, "Okay. Let her have her way." After we finished eating, she said, "Handsome guy, wash the dishes." I said, "No problem," and washed them. We watched TV together, but nothing was good, so we went online. I went to her room to use the internet, and when I opened the webpage, I was surprised to find she had several pornographic forums saved. I thought, "This woman is something else." So I opened them without hesitation. She came in a little while later and said, "Okay, let's look at some porn on my computer." I said, "Where? I already have it here, but it's really good." She said, "A friend recommended it to me. It has a lot of content, but I don't use it often." She immediately recommended some self-shot and candid videos, which I opened and watched one by one.

We discussed the differences between foreign and Chinese practices, and our views on oral and anal sex. There was absolutely no sense of shame; it felt like an academic discussion. Goodness, I was only wearing underwear! It immediately became visible with any stimulation. A little while later, I needed to pee and got up to go to the toilet. She burst out laughing, "No way! So impulsive! Your pants are bulging!" Hearing her say that, and since she was sitting relatively low, her mouth was right at the level of my penis, I deliberately brought my penis close to her mouth. She screamed, grabbed me, and wouldn't let me pee. My pleas were useless; she wouldn't let go of my ear. I pleaded with her, finally agreeing to let her go only after I offered to wash her feet. I rushed to the bathroom, my penis throbbing, but I couldn't urinate. Once I calmed down, I felt the urge to pee and urinated for a long time. I thought, "Wow, that was too fast! My wife just left a few hours ago. Did this woman plan this all along? She's more cunning than me!" I was really excited. Maybe I should cook dinner tonight.

Back in her room, she had changed into a black, see-through, low-cut nightgown. She sat in my seat and started using the computer. She opened some forum pages, showing them to me one by one and commenting on them. She said, "These people are really bold, showing their faces!" I said we should learn from them. She told me to go to hell. Seeing some stimulating scenes, I deliberately lingered, intentionally getting closer to her. Soon, my arm was around her shoulder. Her deep cleavage, fair skin, and the scent of her perfume were incredibly alluring.

I slowly began to touch her face with both hands, jokingly. She didn't resist much, so I intensified my efforts. Knowing she had given me the signal, I suggested watching some porn. She said she had some, and opened a Western film. Our hearts raced faster, and we became much quieter. After about three minutes, she spoke, probably because she was very wet. She got up and went to the bed, saying, "Don't block the view, move away and watch from here." I couldn't resist any longer, so I went over to her and pushed her onto the bed. She feigned resistance but didn't say anything in protest, and I didn't stop.

I kissed her fragrant lips, and she went wild. We embraced, I kissed her ears and neck, she closed her eyes and breathed rapidly, then immediately pushed me down and pulled off my underwear. My penis sprang out, and she grasped it with her small hands, painted with red nail polish, and put it in her mouth. She started to masturbate me. I also touched her full breasts and buttocks, and moved her buttocks onto me. I pulled open her nightgown; she wasn't wearing underwear at all.

There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was well-shaped and not messy at all. Her labia were also very full. I inserted my finger, and immediately, like a burst water bag, her vulva became wet.

I immediately started licking her with my tongue, and she cooperated by bringing her genitals closer to my face. I carefully examined her genitals (I hoped she wouldn't give me any diseases, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it to my girlfriend). I gently touched her labia with my tongue and teased her clitoris. I could feel the stimulation throughout her body, and she didn't stop stroking me. Her mouth, along with her hands, lubricated my penis with her sweet saliva, which dripped onto the sheets. I inserted my tongue into her vagina, and she cried out, "Ahhh, so good!" (Continuing...) I continued with even more effort, my mouth completely wet with her juices. After a while, my tongue got tired, so I rolled off and took a missionary position, spreading her legs. My erect penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was tight and strong. She stuck out her tongue, her eyes closed. I looked at her full breasts, now large and hard, comparable to my wife's. I thrust in and out continuously, hundreds of times, then changed positions. She lay on her side, and I lifted one of her legs to enter her from the side, deeper. Her vagina contracted in response, kissing my penis.

She kept moaning, as if competing with the porn on the computer.

After a while, I got tired, and she climbed on top of me, clamping my penis between her legs and writhing incessantly, her breasts bouncing up and down. I touched her breasts and then put my fingers in her mouth, which she sucked on as if she were sucking my penis. Her eyes remained closed, though; it seemed her skills were truly impressive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced male stimulation in a long time, making her unusually excited. Although my penis was quite seasoned and a formidable warrior, such intense activity, coupled with her skillful techniques, almost brought me to orgasm. I mounted her, pinning her to the bed. Standing on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed, I held her buttocks and began thrusting in and out at a rate of 2-3 times per second. She cried out... She screamed, "Ah, faster, go for it, I want it, it feels so good, ah..." I asked her, "Let me be your husband, I'll fuck you every day, I'll make you feel so good you'll die." She said, "Okay, husband, go for it, husband, I love you, fuck me to death, I want it, ah..." I said, "Hehe, I'll fuck you to death, you little slut, I want to fuck you every day, you have to listen to your husband, give me hehe every day, do you hear me, oh~~~" She said, "Husband, I'll listen to you. Fuck me." We continued our dialogue, I kept thrusting, her moans were far louder than the audio-visual effects.

Five minutes later, I shot a stream of hot semen into her cunt without leaving a drop. After wiping it clean, I suddenly realized I hadn't used a condom, and immediately asked: Oh no, I'm pregnant. She said it was okay, I just finished my period yesterday. Then she pulled me into bed and we talked. I told her I hadn't expected to sleep with her so soon after my wife left. She said it was okay, and if I was scared, I shouldn't have come. She wouldn't cause us any trouble. We'd keep it a secret and maintain our loving relationship for the rest of the year. I agreed.

Just then, my girlfriend texted me, asking what I was doing and what she was doing. "They're not together, are they?" I smiled mysteriously at her. She snatched the phone and texted my girlfriend back, saying, "She gave me a talk. She told me to remember to get dressed before leaving the bedroom, to knock before entering her room and bathroom, etc. She also comforted my girlfriend, telling her to cover herself with a blanket in the bedroom. No need to reply. Sleep well, kiss you." As she sent the text, we kissed deeply.

After graduating from university, I went to Hangzhou first, while my girlfriend arrived a year later. She was a year younger than me and had found a satisfactory job, but not a satisfactory place to live. So we searched for rental information online, looking at many places before finally finding a suitable spot in a small community in the north of the city. Although it was a rural area, the conditions were quite good—a three-story apartment. One girl lived there alone because her previous roommate had moved out; it wasn't safe for her to live alone, and it seemed expensive at 800 yuan a month. My girlfriend and I moved in together. After contacting her, we went to see the apartment at 8 pm. We also met a guy from the same community who had contacted us before, so we went to see that place too. However, I didn't really see it that way. You know how men are; who doesn't want a little romance?

We took a car to the residential area. After entering, we called the girl inside, and it turned out she was the same girl who had just passed by us! We had even been in the same car as us! What a coincidence! I was secretly delighted. She was quite tall and looked to have a good figure, but it was cold and a bit dark, so I couldn't see her clearly. We met up, and she took us to her place. There was a living room inside, which connected to a balcony; it was quite large. The kitchen and toilet were in the same direction, and the two bedrooms were next to each other, with their doors side by side. I toured our accommodation. It just barely fit a large bed and a computer desk. The window faced north, and it was rather small. I prefer a more secluded place, though of course, all my plans were based on making our lovemaking more enjoyable.

I then explored the kitchen. It was quite modern, but the woman didn't seem very diligent; there were many unsanitary corners. The bathroom was also a bit messy, with underwear and panties in a basin. I noticed she was wearing rather sexy underwear in provocative colors—black thongs, pink, and red. Her bra also appeared to be a D-cup. I went to the balcony to take a look at the place where I could dry clothes. The balcony was quite spacious and faced south, which was quite comfortable. I was very happy, and she kept showing me around.

I could see in her eyes that she desperately wanted me to stay. In the room, I saw her clearly. She was quite attractive, the kind of woman who would make any man's heart flutter. We exchanged a few pleasantries and learned she was 28. Of course, I didn't ask if she had a boyfriend. I also looked into her room. A simple Simmons mattress was on the floor by the window, and on the other side was a TV and a desk. A large pink mosquito net hung above the bed. It seemed this woman had quite a sense of style, and she seemed very cheerful in conversation. When she saw that we had toured her room, she said, "I live alone in this big room, so it's a bit big anyway. If you want a bigger room, we can switch. We'll split the rent 50/50." Since I'll be living alone for a year, I asked her how the rent and utilities would be calculated. She was very generous and said we'd split it 50/50. I said, "Let's split it per person. I can't let you lose out."

She said it was okay, since we'd be good friends since we were living together, so it seemed she genuinely wanted us to stay.

Partly because it suited my cravings, and partly because it met our living requirements, I told my girlfriend we should stay here and move out the day after tomorrow, and I'd call her then.

After going downstairs, we looked at another guy's room. He lived with his wife; he didn't have a stable job, and I was worried about him. It was a high floor, and seeing his lecherous look, I didn't feel comfortable leaving my wife in that room. So we settled on the place. On the way back, my girlfriend asked, "Hmph, how's that woman? Don't sleep with her while I'm not here!" I said, "Honey, what are you thinking? I might have some fantasies, but I usually don't act on them. Besides, I don't even like that woman."

And so, three days later we moved there. We still lived in the small room, facing the kitchen and bathroom.

We immediately tidied up the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, putting unwanted furniture in the living room and giving her some of the things she needed. Our house felt much warmer afterward. We were both very happy, and that evening we went to the supermarket to buy rice and vegetables. I personally cooked a meal, showing off my skills with dried green beans and braised pork ribs. We even drank a bottle of red wine to celebrate. We ate and chatted until midnight before finally getting ready for bed.

It was my first time showering in this feminine bathroom, and my wife and I were both quite excited. Of course, it was a romantic bath for us; we played around in there for a long time, caressing and kissing each other. My wife even gave me oral sex on my penis. Thinking about the lonely woman in the living room outside, I felt incredibly aroused, wanting to give her some stimulation, to bait her a little. I originally planned to have sex with my wife right there in the bathroom, but she said, "Let's go to the room instead. There are people outside, and it's not appropriate to do it like this on our first time." I agreed.

After we finished showering, my wife put on a see-through bra, and I boldly walked out of the bathroom in my thong, deliberately letting her see me. When she saw us come out, she smiled and said, "You're done showering? I almost fell asleep. Be careful not to catch a cold tonight." My wife went straight into the bedroom. I lingered in the living room for a moment and said, "You should shower too, get some rest, it's too late." She looked at my body, especially the large bulge down there and the pubic hair that couldn't be covered—it was definitely tempting her. I could see she was a little embarrassed, so I didn't say anything more and went back to the bedroom, turning off the lights. When she came to my house, she had to pass through my bedroom door to go in or out of the bathroom.

That night, my wife and I were very excited, feeling so warm and sexually aroused. We did 69, doggy style, oral sex, and finger sex for about 20 minutes. My wife's face was flushed, and her vagina was very wet. She eagerly pushed me down on the bed, sat on top of my penis, and with a hand on my penis, slid it into her hot and slippery vagina. My wife twisted her small waist up and down and back and forth, making my penis hard. I also thrust upwards with all my might, and the impact of our bodies made a loud slapping sound. The more excited I became... The thought of another woman caressing her alluring body in the bathroom fueled my arousal. I thrust into my wife relentlessly. The constant sound of running water stopped, replaced by the squeak of slippers. I worried we should lower our voices, but my wife didn't want me to stop. She got off the bed, her full, round buttocks raised, and I pressed my erect penis down, aiming it at her overflowing, wet opening before plunging in. The sound was a mix of the impact of her buttocks and the creaking of the springy bed. I imagine even a deaf person could hear it from outside the door. My wife's unrestrained moans and groans were definitely a seductive tactic. It aroused her desire.

But she stayed in the living room watching TV until I ejaculated my hot semen, stopping our music.

Only then did she turn off the light and go into the bedroom. Everyone understands what was going on, unless she's not human.

We woke up very late the next morning, almost noon. When we woke up, my wife saw my erect penis and took it into her mouth, giving it ample lubrication. Seeing how thirsty she was, I excitedly pulled her to the corner of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis. My wife was breathing rapidly again, moaning. At that moment, I heard the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen; she was cooking. After we finished, we went to the bathroom to wash our faces and brush our teeth. She greeted us happily and invited us to eat. We were very grateful that she had made breakfast for us (it was already afternoon). She said not to mention it, that we were all living together like family, and there was no need to be so formal. We agreed. In the afternoon, we went to the supermarket together and bought some household items and decorations. She quickly got together with my wife, as if they were a couple, and I was just doing odd jobs, damn it.

This was the last night my wife and I spent together; tomorrow morning she will go back to school to finish her final year of study. When we got home, we... We cooked, ate, played cards, and had a great time. Before bed, my wife and I naturally continued with our "homework"—she was crazy! She wanted me to give her extra "homework" in advance because we both knew it would be a long time before we could enjoy sex again. She told me I couldn't betray her, and I said of course I wouldn't. I'd masturbate when I needed to and report back truthfully. I also demanded she not be tempted by anyone, and that she needed my permission to masturbate.

The next morning, my wife got up early, packed her things, and I personally saw her off at the train station. Watching her leave was truly painful; I think everyone has experienced that pain, right? But after she left, back... When I got home, my eyes were already heavy with sleepiness. She was still doing laundry. Seeing my disheveled state, she asked, "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave your wife? Haha, looks like someone's going to be a bachelor for a while. Sigh, what's wrong? Did you overexert yourself these past few nights?" Hearing this, I realized she wasn't completely oblivious, so I went along with it, saying, "Yes, these past two days have been more tiring than the Long March. I can barely walk straight now. I need to rest properly. Sigh, do you have any tonics? Give me some. Let me regain my manly vigor!" She burst into laughter, "Yes, I do, but I won't give you any!" "Didn't you get anything from your wife? Need to make up for it?" I said, "Sigh, not a good buddy at all. Forget it, I guess I'll just have to sleep." She immediately said, "Don't go! Come help me hang up my clothes. Go get me a hanger; it's in my closet." I said, "Sigh, men have it tough. Did my wife authorize you to get up like this?"

I went to her room, opened the closet, took out a hanger, and glanced down. Holy crap, my eyes lit up. Inside were a vibrating bullet and a flesh-colored dildo. I immediately got excited. This woman is a real beauty. This is going to work. I went out to help her hang up her clothes to dry—tank tops, bras, panties—she handed them to me without any hesitation. She seemed quite fashionable, dressed in sexy clothes. I needed to hurry up and get her.

She asked, "Do you have any clothes to wash? Give them to me." I was surprised; could it be so easy? She was actively getting close to me! Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, immediately saying I did, but they were a bit dirty. So I took out two pairs of panties, covered in semen, but my body odor was very pleasant, something my wife always praised. I thought that should be enough to seduce her. She said, "Ugh, that's so dirty. You'll have to pay me next time." I asked what kind of payment she wanted. She said,

"I'll ask you for it when I think of something. I'll owe you one." So I went to sleep that afternoon.

Suddenly I felt someone pinching my nipple. I woke up and saw her standing in front of me, laughing and saying, "It's 7 o'clock, time to eat, you pig!" I looked out the window and it was already dark outside, but her long, flowing hair brushed against my face, carrying a sweet fragrance, and tickled my stomach. This woman is so proactive! I deliberately didn't get up, and she said, "I'm not eating anymore, I've already finished." I said, "You dare?" She said, "You think you're fiercer than me?" So she pinched one of my nipples with each hand. I said, "It hurts so much! Oh, I'm scared!" and immediately struggled. At this moment, she was already sitting on my bed. I grabbed her arms, and our faces were so close, we could feel each other's rapid breathing. She immediately quieted down and looked at me with a startled expression. I looked at her too, and I immediately said, "What's wrong? Did I pinch you too hard?" She immediately smiled again.

"Yeah, you don't treat girls well at all, really. I'm not giving you any food." She said that and went to the kitchen. I could tell we were already getting intimate. I immediately got up, wearing only my underwear, and ran to the kitchen to beg for food. She said, "Aren't you ashamed? A grown man coming out in his underwear!" I said, "We're not strangers, I'm not afraid. What can you do to me?" She said she wouldn't give me any food. I said, "I'm hungry, please, give me some food, please." She said if I wanted food, I had to admit my mistake and be obedient. I said, "Okay, I'll eat first, name your conditions." So she gave me the food. While we were eating, she deliberately said that I couldn't just eat whatever I wanted, I had to get her permission. I said, "Okay. Let her have her way." After we finished eating, she said, "Handsome guy, wash the dishes." I said, "No problem," and washed them. We watched TV together, but nothing was good, so we went online. I went to her room to use the internet, and when I opened the webpage, I was surprised to find she had several pornographic forums saved. I thought, "This woman is something else." So I opened them without hesitation. She came in a little while later and said, "Okay, let's look at some porn on my computer." I said, "Where? I already have it here, but it's really good." She said, "A friend recommended it to me. It has a lot of content, but I don't use it often." She immediately recommended some self-shot and candid videos, which I opened and watched one by one.

We discussed the differences between foreign and Chinese practices, and our views on oral and anal sex. There was absolutely no sense of shame; it felt like an academic discussion. Goodness, I was only wearing underwear! It immediately became visible with any stimulation. A little while later, I needed to pee and got up to go to the toilet. She burst out laughing, "No way! So impulsive! Your pants are bulging!" Hearing her say that, and since she was sitting relatively low, her mouth was right at the level of my penis, I deliberately brought my penis close to her mouth. She screamed, grabbed me, and wouldn't let me pee. My pleas were useless; she wouldn't let go of my ear. I pleaded with her, finally agreeing to let her go only after I offered to wash her feet. I rushed to the bathroom, my penis throbbing, but I couldn't urinate. Once I calmed down, I felt the urge to pee and urinated for a long time. I thought, "Wow, that was too fast! My wife just left a few hours ago. Did this woman plan this all along? She's more cunning than me!" I was really excited. Maybe I should cook dinner tonight.

Back in her room, she had changed into a black, see-through, low-cut nightgown. She sat in my seat and started using the computer. She opened some forum pages, showing them to me one by one and commenting on them. She said, "These people are really bold, showing their faces!" I said we should learn from them. She told me to go to hell. Seeing some stimulating scenes, I deliberately lingered, intentionally getting closer to her. Soon, my arm was around her shoulder. Her deep cleavage, fair skin, and the scent of her perfume were incredibly alluring.

I slowly began to touch her face with both hands, jokingly. She didn't resist much, so I intensified my efforts. Knowing she had given me the signal, I suggested watching some porn. She said she had some, and opened a Western film. Our hearts raced faster, and we became much quieter. After about three minutes, she spoke, probably because she was very wet. She got up and went to the bed, saying, "Don't block the view, move away and watch from here." I couldn't resist any longer, so I went over to her and pushed her onto the bed. She feigned resistance but didn't say anything in protest, and I didn't stop.

I kissed her fragrant lips, and she went wild. We embraced, I kissed her ears and neck, she closed her eyes and breathed rapidly, then immediately pushed me down and pulled off my underwear. My penis sprang out, and she grasped it with her small hands, painted with red nail polish, and put it in her mouth. She started to masturbate me. I also touched her full breasts and buttocks, and moved her buttocks onto me. I pulled open her nightgown; she wasn't wearing underwear at all.

There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was well-shaped and not messy at all. Her labia were also very full. I inserted my finger, and immediately, like a burst water bag, her vulva became wet.

I immediately started licking her with my tongue, and she cooperated by bringing her genitals closer to my face. I carefully examined her genitals (I hoped she wouldn't give me any diseases, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it to my girlfriend). I gently touched her labia with my tongue and teased her clitoris. I could feel the stimulation throughout her body, and she didn't stop stroking me. Her mouth, along with her hands, lubricated my penis with her sweet saliva, which dripped onto the sheets. I inserted my tongue into her vagina, and she cried out, "Ahhh, so good!" (Continuing...) I continued with even more effort, my mouth completely wet with her juices. After a while, my tongue got tired, so I rolled off and took a missionary position, spreading her legs. My erect penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was tight and strong. She stuck out her tongue, her eyes closed. I looked at her full breasts, now large and hard, comparable to my wife's. I thrust in and out continuously, hundreds of times, then changed positions. She lay on her side, and I lifted one of her legs to enter her from the side, deeper. Her vagina contracted in response, kissing my penis.

She kept moaning, as if competing with the porn on the computer.

After a while, I got tired, and she climbed on top of me, clamping my penis between her legs and writhing incessantly, her breasts bouncing up and down. I touched her breasts and then put my fingers in her mouth, which she sucked on as if she were sucking my penis. Her eyes remained closed, though; it seemed her skills were truly impressive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced male stimulation in a long time, making her unusually excited. Although my penis was quite seasoned and a formidable warrior, such intense activity, coupled with her skillful techniques, almost brought me to orgasm. I mounted her, pinning her to the bed. Standing on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed, I held her buttocks and began thrusting in and out at a rate of 2-3 times per second. She cried out... She screamed, "Ah, faster, go for it, I want it, it feels so good, ah..." I asked her, "Let me be your husband, I'll fuck you every day, I'll make you feel so good you'll die." She said, "Okay, husband, go for it, husband, I love you, fuck me to death, I want it, ah..." I said, "Hehe, I'll fuck you to death, you little slut, I want to fuck you every day, you have to listen to your husband, give me hehe every day, do you hear me, oh~~~" She said, "Husband, I'll listen to you. Fuck me." We continued our dialogue, I kept thrusting, her moans were far louder than the audio-visual effects.

Five minutes later, I shot a stream of hot semen into her cunt without leaving a drop. After wiping it clean, I suddenly realized I hadn't used a condom, and immediately asked: Oh no, I'm pregnant. She said it was okay, I just finished my period yesterday. Then she pulled me into bed and we talked. I told her I hadn't expected to sleep with her so soon after my wife left. She said it was okay, and if I was scared, I shouldn't have come. She wouldn't cause us any trouble. We'd keep it a secret and maintain our loving relationship for the rest of the year. I agreed.

Just then, my girlfriend texted me, asking what I was doing and what she was doing. "They're not together, are they?" I smiled mysteriously at her. She snatched the phone and texted my girlfriend back, saying, "She gave me a talk. She told me to remember to get dressed before leaving the bedroom, to knock before entering her room and bathroom, etc. She also comforted my girlfriend, telling her to cover herself with a blanket in the bedroom. No need to reply. Sleep well, kiss you." As she sent the text, we kissed deeply.

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