Beautiful roommate

After graduating from university, I went to Hangzhou first, while my girlfriend arrived a year later. Because she was a year younger than me, she found a good job but not a suitable place to live. So we searched for rental information online, looking at many places, and finally found a suitable place in a residential area in the north of the city. Although it was a rural area, the conditions were quite good—a third-floor apartment. One girl lived there alone because her previous roommate had moved out; it wasn't safe for her to live alone, and it was also quite expensive, costing 800 yuan a month. My girlfriend and I moved in together. After contacting her, we went to see the apartment at 8 pm. A guy from the same complex had also contacted us, so we went to see it together too. But 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 one who had just passed by us! We were in the same car just moments before—what a coincidence! I was secretly pleased. 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 with a balcony; it was quite large. The kitchen and bathroom were in the same direction, and the two bedrooms were next to each other, their doors touching. I toured our room, which was just the right size for a large bed and a computer desk. The window faced north, and it was rather small. I prefer a secluded place, though all my imagined arrangements were based on how to make love interesting.
I continued to the kitchen, which was quite modern, but this woman didn't seem very diligent; there were many hidden 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 looked like 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 very comfortable, and I was happy. She stayed close by, showing me around.
I could see in her eyes that she really wanted me to stay. Inside the room, I got a clearer look at her. She was indeed 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 sat on the floor by the window, with a TV and desk on the other side. A large pink mosquito net hung above the bed. This woman seemed to have a good sense of style, and her conversation suggested she was very outgoing. After we toured her room, she told us, "I live alone in this big room, and it's a bit too big anyway. If you want a bigger place, we can move in. We'll split the rent 50/50." Since I'd 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 don't want you to lose out."
She said it was fine, since we'd be good friends living together. It seemed she genuinely wanted us to stay.
Partly because it suited my guilty conscience, and partly because it met our living requirements. So I told my girlfriend we should stay here, and we'd move in the day after tomorrow. I told her 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 wasn't comfortable with him. It was a high floor, and seeing how lecherous he looked, I didn't feel comfortable leaving my wife in that room. So we settled on the place. On the way back, my girlfriend asked me, "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 a few flirtatious thoughts, but I usually don't act on them. Besides, I don't even like that woman."
So, three days later, we moved in. We still had the small room, near 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 things she needed. This made our place feel much warmer. We were both very happy. That evening, we went to the supermarket to buy rice and vegetables. I cooked a meal myself, making dried green beans and braised pork ribs. We even drank a bottle of red wine to celebrate. We ate and chatted until midnight before getting ready for bed.
It was my first time showering in this womanly bathroom, and my wife and I were both quite excited. Of course, it was a couple's bath, and we spent a long time there, 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 wanted to have sex with my wife right there in the bathroom, but she said no, let's go to the room. She said there were people outside, and it wasn't appropriate to do it like this on our first time, so I agreed.
After we finished showering, my wife wore 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 large bulge down there and the pubic hair that couldn't be covered, which definitely aroused her. I could see she was a little embarrassed, so I didn't say anything more and went back to the bedroom, closing the door. She had to pass through my door to get in and out of the bathroom.
That night, my wife and I were very excited, feeling 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 and eager, she pushed me down onto the bed, sitting on top of my penis. With a quick tug, she slid her hand into my hot, lubricated 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 of our bodies making a loud slapping sound. The more excited I became, the more I imagined another woman in the bathroom caressing her alluring body, and the more aroused I became. I fucked my wife hard. After a while, the sound of running water stopped, followed by the sound of slippers. I worried that we should be quieter, but my wife didn't want me to stop. She got down and lay face down on the bed, her full, round buttocks raised. I pressed my erect penis down, aiming at her overflowing, wet opening, and thrust in hard. This time, besides the impact of her buttocks, there was also the creaking of the spring mattress. I wanted... Even a deaf person could hear me from outside the door, and my wife's unrestrained moans must have aroused her desire.
She stayed in the living room watching TV until I ejaculated my scalding 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, close to noon. When we woke up, my wife saw my erect penis and took it into her mouth, giving me 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 again breathing rapidly, 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 happily greeted us and called us to eat, and 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 a 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 would go back to school to finish her final year. When we got home, we cooked, ate, played cards, and had a great time. Before bed, my wife and I naturally continued doing our homework. She was crazy; she wanted me to hand in more 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 at the train station. Watching her leave was truly heartbreaking; I think everyone has experienced that pain. But after she left, I got home and my eyes felt heavy. She was still at home doing laundry. Seeing my dejected state, she asked, "What's wrong? Feeling sad that your wife left? Haha, looks like someone's going to be single for a while. Sigh, what's wrong? Did you overexert yourself these past few nights?" Hearing her say that, I realized she wasn't completely oblivious, so I went along with her and said, "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 supplements? Give me some." "Let me regain my manly prowess!" She burst into laughter. "Yes, but I won't give it to you. Didn't you get anything from your wife? You need to make up for it?" I said, "Sigh, not very buddy. Fine, I'll just have to go 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? You're ordering me to get up now."
I went to her room, opened the closet, took out a hanger, and glanced down. Holy crap, my eyes lit up. Inside were a vibrator and a flesh-colored dildo. I immediately got excited. This woman is quite a beauty. This is going to work. I went out to hang up her clothes. Tank tops, bras, panties—she handed them to me without any hesitation. She's quite fashionable, wearing sexy stuff. I have to hurry up and get her.
She asked me, "Do you have any clothes to wash? Why don't you bring them?" I was startled. Could this be true? She was actively getting close to me! Of course, I was more than happy to oblige, and immediately said I did, but they were a bit dirty. So I took out two pairs of underwear, 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, so dirty! You'll have to pay me next time." I asked what kind of payment she wanted, and she said,
"I'll ask you 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 loudly, 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. It even tickled my stomach. So this woman is so proactive! I deliberately didn't get up, and she said she wasn't going to eat anymore, that she'd finished. I said, "You dare?" She replied, "You're even fiercer than me!" and then pinched one of my nipples with each hand. I said, "It hurts so much! Ah, I'm scared!" and immediately struggled to get up. By then, she was already sitting on my bed. I grabbed her arms, our faces so close, feeling each other's rapid breathing. She immediately quieted down, looking into my eyes as if startled. I looked back at her and immediately said, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" 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 got up to go to the kitchen. I could tell we'd already sparked something, so I immediately jumped 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 to eat, I had to apologize and be obedient. I said, "Okay, I'll eat first, name your conditions." So she gave me the food. While we ate, she deliberately said I couldn't just eat the dishes; I had to get her permission. I said, "Okay. Let her have her way." After we finished eating, she said, "Handsome, wash the dishes." I said, "No problem," and washed them. We watched TV together, but it wasn't good, so we went online. I went to her room to use the internet, and when I opened the webpage, I found she had several pornographic forums saved. I thought, "This woman is something else." So I opened it without hesitation. She came in a moment later and said, "Okay, let's look at some porn on my computer." I said, "Where? I already have it, but it's really good." She said, "My friend recommended it to me. It's very rich in content, but I don't watch it often." She immediately recommended some self-shot and candid videos, which I opened and watched one by one.
We then discussed the differences between foreign and Chinese sex, our views on oral and anal sex, without any sense of shame. It was completely like an academic discussion. I was only wearing underwear, and it immediately became visible after stimulation. A moment later, I needed to pee, so I got up to go to the toilet. She laughed out loud, "No way, so impulsive! Your pants are bursting!" When I heard her say that, since she was sitting relatively short and her mouth was right at the level of my penis, I deliberately touched my penis to her mouth. She screamed, grabbed me, and wouldn't let me pee. I begged for mercy, but it was no use. She wouldn't let go of my ear. I said all sorts of nice things, and finally, she let me go only after I offered to wash her feet. I rushed to the toilet, my penis was throbbing, but I couldn't urinate. After calming down, I finally felt the urge to pee and urinated for a long time. I thought, "Wow, that was too fast! My wife only left a few hours ago. Did this woman plan this all along? She's even 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, asking me to look at them one by one and commenting. She said, "These people are really bold, they even showed their faces!" I said we should learn from them, and she told me to go to hell. Seeing some stimulating images, I deliberately let her linger, deliberately getting close 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 started touching her face with both hands, jokingly. She didn't resist much, so I escalated my actions. Knowing she had given me a signal, I said, "Let's watch some porn." She said she had some, so I opened a Western film. Our hearts raced with excitement, and we became much quieter. After about three minutes, she spoke, probably because she was very aroused. She got up and went to the bed, telling me not to block the view, to move away and come over here. I couldn't take it anymore, so I went over to her and pushed her onto the bed. She feigned resistance but didn't say anything, and I didn't stop.
I kissed her fragrant lips, and she became wild. We embraced, and I kissed her ears and neck. She closed her eyes and breathed rapidly. She immediately pushed me down and pulled off my underwear. My penis sprang out, and she took it in her small hands, painted with red nail polish, and put it in her mouth. She started stroking it. I touched her full breasts and buttocks, then moved her buttocks onto me. I pulled aside her nightgown; she wasn't wearing underwear. Her pubic
hair was sparse but well-defined, not messy at all. Her labia were full, and when I inserted my finger, it immediately became wet, like a burst water bag.
I immediately licked it with my tongue, and she cooperated by bringing her vulva closer to my face. I carefully examined her vulva (hopefully I wouldn't catch any diseases, or 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 on her entire body, and she didn't stop stroking me. Her mouth and hands worked together, lubricating 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!" And so it went. So I continued even more vigorously, my mouth completely wet with her juices. After a while, my tongue got tired, so I rolled off, took a missionary stance, spread her legs, and my erect penis slid smoothly into her vagina. Her vagina was tight and strong. She stuck out her tongue, closed her eyes, and 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 turned to her side, and I lifted one of her legs to enter from the side, going even 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, clamped my penis between her legs, and kept twisting and turning, her breasts bouncing up and down. I touched her breasts and then put my fingers in her mouth, and she sucked on them as if she wanted to suck my penis. Her eyes remained closed, indicating her skill was truly impressive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't experienced male stimulation in a long time, hence her extraordinary excitement. Although my penis was quite seasoned and a formidable member, the intense battle, coupled with her adept technique, nearly brought me to orgasm. I mounted her, pinning her to the bed. Standing on the floor, leaning against the edge, I held her buttocks and began thrusting two to three times per second. She cried out, "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, "I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you little slut, I'll fuck you every day, you have to listen to your husband, fuck me every day, do you hear me, oh~~~" She said, "Husband, I'll listen to you." "Fuck me," we continued our conversation, I thrusting in and out relentlessly, her moans far exceeding the audio-visual effects.
Five minutes later, a gush of scalding semen shot into her wet vagina, not a drop left. 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, she just finished her period yesterday. Then she hugged me and lay down on the bed again, and we talked. I said I didn't expect to sleep with her right after my wife left. She said it was okay, if I was scared, I shouldn't have come, she wouldn't cause us any trouble, we'd keep it a secret, and we'd maintain a close relationship for the rest of the year. I promised her.
Just then, my girlfriend texted, asking what I was doing, what she was doing, and whether we were together yet. 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, saying to cover herself with a blanket in the sleeper berth. No need to reply, sleep well, kisses." As she sent the message, we kissed deeply.

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