Idol Qira

Crossing the meticulously manicured courtyard, Honri jumped over the fence of Yoko's neighbor's house and headed for the front door.
Standing before it, he rang the doorbell, and the
door a smile appearing on Yoko's face.
"You wanted to talk to me about the inheritance? Of course, if it's something I know
, I'd be happy to discuss it."
Yoko shook his hand lightly, and Honri smiled knowingly,
speaking in a cheerful tone.
"I see. But I'm really sorry to have taken the time to call you out; I hope I haven't caused you
any trouble !"
Yoko looked at Honri apologetically.
"No trouble at all. Actually, it's like this. My wife's family called earlier, saying they wouldn't be home until
very late , and I happened to be free."
"Oh, is that so? But I saw from the window that your wife just drove away. Did you
deliberately send her away?"
Yoko teased, and Honri chuckled.
Honri rented a room in a building near Hontaza City and ran an accounting firm with a friend.
However , Yoko wanted to discuss inheritance matters with him, specifically legal and tax issues related to estate division.
Yoko and Honri lived together in an upscale residential area on the outskirts of Hontaza City. Honri
had moved there three years ago after marrying his wife, Rie, and the couple had a good relationship with their neighbors.
"Speaking of what I wanted to talk to you about..."
Honri looked at Yoko's clothing with a strange expression, even though Yoko wasn't wearing loungewear but rather a neat
outfit for going out.
"No, actually, I don't want to talk to you about me, it's about my wife, Kira,"
Yoko said in a strange tone.
At that moment, the door opened, and Yoko's wife, Kira, stood there.
"Welcome to my humble abode, Honri. I'm so sorry to have come all this way; I hope it hasn't caused you any inconvenience
."
Wearing a light-colored top that revealed her fair skin, and a skirt in the same pale color as her top, she smiled and approached
Honri.
"What disturbance? It's nothing,"
Benli said warmly, shaking Kira's hand in a polite tone. As they talked, her
husband, Yoko, seemed to be leaving. If that happened, it would be just Benli and Kira talking alone in the
house so far.
"Oh no! We're running late! We have to hurry!"
Yoko suddenly glanced at her watch, her voice filled with panic, after watching her wife shake hands and talk with Benli.
Kira smiled and moved closer to her husband, while Yoko lightly kissed her wife's cheek, whispering intimate words.
"Well then, Benli, I'm sorry, please continue your conversation with your wife. I have urgent business and must leave now
,"
Yoko hurriedly said, ignoring Benli's surprised look, and rushed out the door. Kira
followed her husband, seeing him off.
Benli was left alone, standing blankly by the gate, looking helpless,
shaking his head from side to side.
He heard the sound of a car starting, followed by soft footsteps approaching the gate.
"I'm really sorry, Benli. Although I specially invited you over, he had to go out. But the person I want
to talk to isn't my husband, but someone I want to discuss something with you. You shouldn't mind, right
? Benli."
Qira opened the gate and walked in, speaking to the dazed Benli in a contemptuous and teasing tone.
Benli shrugged again, innocently accepting this arrangement, helplessly surrendering to Qira's gentle voice
.
"Rie seems to have gone out too. Will she be back soon?"
Qira asked the dazed Benli, then, seemingly unintentionally, walked towards the door.
"No, her family called and said she won't be back until late tonight,"
Qila continued, twisting her full, shapely buttocks tightly encased in her skirt as Benli explained.
Yoko was thirty-four, while his wife Qila was four years younger, both thirty. Looking at the swaying, full buttocks
before him , imagining the mature, alluring female body hidden beneath, he felt a strong longing. Benli's wife, however, still possessed a youthful, sweet innocence, while Qila exuded a mature allure
compared to this mature woman . "Alright, then you don't have to rush back today," she said, placing her hand on the doorframe and waving at Benli, looking at him with seductive eyes. She had chestnut hair, neatly styled, and her face, full of intellect and wildness, was adorned with a friendly smile. "Yes, um, it's nothing!" Benli looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes, answering in a childlike tone, though his gaze lingered on her shapely buttocks. Qila, in turn, flirted seductively, and the two felt their relationship was straying beyond what neighbors should maintain . "Yoko too, she won't be home until late at night!" Qila said to Benli in a low, mocking tone, a hint of anger on her beautiful face, before walking into the bedroom. Benli was puzzled by her words. A series of questions swirled in his mind. Perhaps he was overthinking things; maybe Qila didn't mean it that way! Benli tried to dispel these inappropriate fantasies, shaking his head with a wry smile , while she continued into the room. Qila soon led Benli to an elegant sofa, while she herself had set up a bar- . "What would you like to drink?" "I heard you wanted to talk about inheritance." Sitting on the sofa, Benli said in a less-than-pleasant tone. Seeing Benli walk towards the bar, Qira smiled wryly. "Don't be so reserved! This isn't a law firm or a courtroom. Let's have , then we can talk. Come on, what would you like to drink?" Qira spoke like an older sister, almost like she was coaxing a little brother, while looking at Benli's face with a flirtatious gaze. Benli smiled wryly and said, "Well, a beer then." "Yes, ma'am!" Then, Qira took out two glasses, filled them with beer, and served .

So, Benli accepted the enthusiastic invitation, rising from the depths of the sofa to
reach for the glass on the table.
"Cheers, Benli!"
Kira, like Benli, raised her glass and drank.
Benli's heart was always unsettled. Drinking with Yoko was common, but
drinking alone with Kira, sitting so close, was a first for her, and she was so sexy.
"Why the toast?" Benli asked jokingly.
"To our first time alone together," Kira said sweetly, glancing at Benli.
Benli was startled, looking at Kira with surprise.
"Indeed, it's a first for both of us,"
Benli agreed. However, at that moment, Kira thoughtfully downed half a glass of wine in one gulp,
and Benli realized her embarrassment and felt quite awkward.
Kira, enveloped in the atmosphere, took a large gulp of beer and calmly
raised her beautiful face.
"Ah, Kira, so about what we're talking about,"
Benri said, placing his glass on the table.
"To be honest, Benri!"
Kira, sitting close to Benri, gently raised her slightly flushed face and
whispered,
"Talking about what we're talking about is my duty."
"Duty?" Benri exclaimed.
"Being alone with you like this, and then, lying, please, Benri."
Kira raised her head again, leaning closer to Benri, her face flushing. Her face, like her hair, was chestnut brown, shimmering alluringly,
a
beauty.
"Qira."
Benliyin called her name in a hoarse voice, as if his throat was choked with phlegm, his mind
a jumbled mess. But soon, this dreamlike feeling took a turn, replaced by a sense of fear
.
In his mind, the pitiful smile of his wife, Rie, also
surfaced .
"I'm sorry, Benliyin, are you angry?"
Qira looked at Benliyin with eager eyes, her tone, which had been like that of an older sister, softening into a lie-like
gentleness.
"I'm not angry, Qira, it's just..."
At that moment, Qira leaned her entire upper body onto Benliyin's lap, while he hesitated to reach out and hug
her .
"Do you like it? Benliyin, I like you!"
As she spoke, she pressed her body closer to his chest, burying her face in it, her voice trembling as she
spoke into his chest.
"Qira, wait a minute."
Benli was now even more confused and flustered, and the voice had brought him to a climax. He
put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her upper body.
"No, Benli, don't make me feel ashamed... I've already felt ashamed enough, I'm so embarrassed
!"
Qira buried her face in Benli's chest, breathing heavily, and pleaded in a coquettish tone
.
Benli's nostrils were filled with Qira's body odor and perfume, and her legs were half open, her upper body
throbbing.
"Hold me, Benli! Please!"
Qira's body continued to throb, like a child begging Benli to hold her quickly, becoming even more
coquettish .
In that instant, Yoko's face completely shattered in his mind, and he went completely mad, losing all reason
.
Soon, the two were passionately kissing. Ben Liyin only wanted to suckle her lips forcefully, while Qila's
tongue swirled in his mouth.
Ben Liyin was even more excited, burning like a blazing summer sun.
Qila continued to kiss Ben Liyin fiercely, straddling the armchair of the sofa and lying on her back.
Qila laid her entire waist across the sofa, pulling Ben Liyin's wrist so that he could also press down on her.
However, her high-heeled feet straddling the armchair, as she lay back, her skirt was lifted,
revealing her tender white buttocks.
Qila wasn't wearing women's tights, but only a provocative pair of suspender stockings,
with thick pubic hair and remarkably fair skin beside it. Her thighs were slightly parted, and deep inside was a very moist vulva, extremely arousing.
Ben Liyin, who was still kissing Qila, took in this seductive and arousing scene, which further fueled
his excitement.
Qila wasn't wearing a bra either; touching her chest, she could feel her nipples were already erect, reaching all the way down her breasts through
her sleeve .
Benliyin slipped his hand inside her sleeve and began kneading her mountain-like breasts.
"Ugh!"
Qila groaned through her nose, but she continued to lick Benliyin's
mouth .
Qila's nipples were fully swollen and hard; this
sensual .
While one nipple was being rubbed, Benliyin also caressed the other, his lips and tongue constantly being
invaded, and he could feel her breathing.
Benliyin continued rubbing, while the other nipple remained erect.
Soon, after experiencing considerable pleasure from the previous external caresses, he slipped his hand under her skirt and began frantically stroking her,
and then direct skin-to-skin contact began!
As Benli directly kneaded her breasts, Qila averted from the kiss and let out a loud
moan .
As Benli's hand slipped inside her clothes to caress her, Qila's fair abdomen was fully exposed, and she
gasped and writhed.
"Ah, Benli!"
Qila swayed her head slightly, moving from side to side, calling out
Benli .
Benli responded forcefully to her reaction, and her lips released a sound. Benli passionately
caressed her breasts, and Qila was completely absorbed in the pleasure, only Benli forcefully...
When he kneaded her nipples, she would let out a soft moan, like "Ah."
Qila was being passionately caressed by Benliyin, who rubbed his hairy chest and legs against her
body , a sensation more intense than ever before. And this was just caressing her nipples; it had already reached a climax
.
"Please, Benliyin!"
Soon, she called his name again in a trembling voice.
"Take off my clothes! Quickly, take them off some more!"
His seductive voice was sweeter than ever before, filling the room with a lewd
atmosphere .
"Yoko really won't come back, Qila?"
"It's alright, Benliyin. Hmm, this is the first time we've loved each other like this, so don't mention that
person's name again."
With her clothes half-undone, Qila turned her face to the side, her tone slightly disgusted as she soothed Benliyin, speaking softly and
pleadingly.
"Stop talking! Benliyin."
"I know, Qira, it's my fault."
Benliyin said in a harsh tone, comforting Qira, and then quickly stripped her naked, making her
lie across the sofa.
Lying on her back on the sofa, Qira's upper body was beautifully exposed, her fair skin completely visible.
Her upper body was naked, but her lower body was still wearing a skirt, her entire body exuding an indescribable allure,
making one's mouth water.
So, looking at her devilish figure, a strong sense of excitement surged up again.
He also let out a small groan, and Benliyin slid his hand under her skirt, wantonly playing with and
caressing her.
Now, Qira, completely naked in front of him, revealed all the charm that a mature woman should possess,
her pubic hair, darker than the curtains, was thick and alluring, and her pink feminine charm made one stare without thinking.
Benliyin was already quite aroused, calling her name.
Qira moaned ecstatically, her body contorted with rage at the thought of being seen naked. She thrashed about, her desire
palpable .
She swayed her hips, her legs slightly parted, a seductive pose revealing a delicate pink hue and
an alluring scent.
"Do you always dress like this, Qira?"
"Ah! Benliyin! Don't say that, it's so embarrassing!"
"No, I really like it!"
"Ah…"
Qira was dazed, tilting her head slightly to look at her own posture, her climax reaching its peak,
looking as wanton as a naked woman in a third-rate magazine.
"Don't look at me like that, Benliyin, hold me!" she pleaded plaintively.
"Do you always dress so provocatively? You're usually very charming, but I never imagined you could be so
sexy ! You startled me!"
"The ladies in the neighborhood. Hmm, do they all wear such sexy lingerie? They certainly aren't
as alluring as you!"
"Not often."
"Ah! Benli, stop asking!"
"Even if it's not often, why is it so special today? Wearing such provocative clothes is mesmerizing
!"
Benli kept teasing Qila with his lip and tongue, speaking in a nonchalant tone. Looking at Qila's
alluring body, his desire was reignited. He had secretly decided to have a good time with her.
This incredible fortune had befallen him; he thought he should enjoy it to the fullest. He couldn't believe that such a beautiful neighbor was throwing herself
at him; he should seize
the opportunity.
"I just wanted to see you! Benliyin, I'm so happy to be alone with you in this room
! I love it!"
"Huh! Is it just because you wanted to see me that you wore such sexy underwear? Wow! Am I that attractive
to you?!"
"Yes! I've only ever thought about seeing you, ah! Don't talk to me with that contemptuous tone,
Benliyin ."
"It's not that I'm contemptuous, it's that you're too lewd and too beautiful!"
"You really think so, Benliyin, I'm so happy."
Ignoring Qila's moans, Benliyin boldly spread her legs wider, daring to look closely into her
genitals .
"Huh! Let me touch it!"
"No, you're so bad!"
Qila deliberately begged Benliyin, while swaying her sexy hips, enticing the man in front of her.
Looking at the area between her fair legs, Benliyin reflexively drooled and swallowed it.
Her lower body was quite wet, her mons pubis like a
dense .
"So wet already! Qira!" Benliyin
uttered these words with burning desire, gazing at Qira's barely concealed genitals as he murmured . Qira felt a mixture of shame and embarrassment, pleading. Qira boldly spread her legs wide, masturbating herself and swaying her hips, moaning in an almost weeping tone. Soon, Benliyin traced her labia majora with his fingers, the irresistible scent drawing him closer. A honeyed fluid, mingled with the scent of perfume, flowed, both of them numb with excitement, the aroma filling Benliyin's nostrils. "It feels good, doesn't it! It's great, isn't it! But, being teased like this, I feel quite an orgasm too!...Why are you so sexy?" "You like it, don't you, Benliyin!" Qira looked at Benliyin's lips and tongue moving on her lower body, and called out to him in a rather high-pitched voice, uttering lewd words in a seductive tone. Qira moaned softly, appearing quite shy, rubbing her breasts with her palms, pleasuring herself with orgasmic lewdness . "Why do you want it so much, hmm? Qira, tell me a little about how you want me to caress you!" Benliyin raised his face, and his lower body, wet with his saliva and Qira's own honey, was being carefully examined , and he said excitedly. "Ah...Benliyin...I want it..." "You're so lewd...twist your waist again!"

Benliyin, unable to think straight, moaned in a daze.
Yet, she boldly inserted her fingers into her own opening, twisting her body to entice Benliyin,
moaning softly.
"Yes! Benliyin, I want to drink your semen, I want to drink it, I want to fill my entire mouth,
to swallow it all!"
Benliyin stroked Qira's waist back and forth, and she, like a child, pleaded, slowly
twisting her waist.
Her legs, clad in high heels, were once again spread wide at a daring angle, allowing Benliyin to clearly see the shape of her labia
majora minora.
Pubic hair, thicker than her hair, stood erect like a forest, and the bright red flesh was clearly visible
, radiating an alluring color.
Now, Qira was even more intensely excited, uttering dreamlike moans, her sensitive clitoris peeking out
from under her foreskin, smooth as a pearl.
"I want to eat, Benliyin, hurry up!"
She pleaded with a seductive posture, sounding like a child.
"Do you want it, Qira?"
Benliyin himself uttered some lewd words to the beautiful lady next door, his excitement almost bursting forth
, his manhood quite erect.
"So fragrant... your labia."
Benliyin licked and sucked Qira's labia majora and minora and clitoris with great passion, occasionally
licking them into her mouth with the tip of his tongue.
"Ah... I'll make you feel good!"
"So good! Benliyin... you're so good! I'm melting, I'm dying!"
Qira gasped, shaking her head from side to side, shouting with pleasure as if she were about to cry,
while also twisting her waist, rubbing her breasts with both hands, feeling increasingly stimulated and frantically reaching orgasm.
"Not bad, Qira."
Benliyin said with satisfaction as he watched her writhe like a snake.
"Y-that's amazing! Your tongue is like a magician's! Benliyin."
Soon, Qira's whole body was burning hot, and then her clitoris was pressed heavily against her lips.
While Benliyin touched Qira's clitoris with his lips, he also used the tip of his tongue to lick into her vaginal opening.
"Ah! So much nectar!"
Benliyin himself moaned wildly.
"There! Yes! It feels so good! Benliyin, it feels so good over there."
With her vaginal opening being licked back and forth, and her clitoris and labia majora and minora being stirred, Qira continued to pant and writhe
.
"Please continue! Don't stop, it feels so good, so intense, I want more, no!"
"Don't rush, let me serve you slowly!"
Benliyin enjoyed it unhurriedly.
"Ah! Benliyin! You're so strong, again, don't stop, give it to me, I want to drink your semen, hurry..."
Qira's lower body was almost numb, experiencing wave after wave of orgasm.
"Your lips are so beautiful, so wonderful! Benliyin! More."
The numb pleasure in Qira's lower body spread throughout her body, and soon she began to twist her waist wildly, her whole body
convulsing intensely.
"Oh, oh..."
Qira arched her bare upper body, screaming as if possessed, swallowing saliva greedily.
This time, Benliyin's mouth and nose were filled with Qira's love juice, her honey-like fluid wetting her like water
.
Qira's pupils shone with a burning desire, while Benliyin was also struggling to reach the threshold of excitement.
Lying on her back, Qira watched Benliyin hurriedly taking off her clothes one by one, feeling a great sense of conquest.
Upon seeing Benliyin's naked body, Qila groaned without thinking, her eyes fixed on the
erection .
The naked Benliyin eagerly jumped onto the sofa, while Qila, already prepared, assumed a welcoming posture.
"It's so huge, it startled me! Bigger!"
As he straddled Qila's legs, about to penetrate her, she teased Benliyin with lewd words, moaning in a trembling
voice .
Benliyin thrust his member into her opening in one swift motion, the flesh of her vagina tightly enveloping it.
"Mmm…"
Qila groaned in surprise, as he thrust even deeper.
"Say it again! Faster! Qila."
"Move again! Benliyin, just by shaking your hips, my opening feels like it's about to burst! Ah!
I want ! Your thing is so long! My vagina is about to tear!"
Qila trembled seductively beneath Benliyin, moving with his thrusts,
pleading .
Benli began to thrust rapidly.
At the same time, Qila let out a wild moan, forgetting her own identity, lost in
a sea of desire.
For Benli, this illicit climax was unprecedented.
Benli continued thrusting, occasionally accelerating with violent shaking, feeling intensely excited himself
.
With each reaction, Qila's moans changed in tone, sometimes slow, sometimes rapid, pulsating with each wave of pleasure , until she
ejaculated.
Soon, the door opened, and Qila's husband, Yoko, appeared.
At that moment, Benli was about to ejaculate a second time, spraying a full load of semen deep into Qila's flower,
but now , he seemed to have regained some consciousness.
Qila closed her eyes, moaning sweetly as if in a dream.
Yoko, entering the room, maliciously smiled, approaching the two embracing, her gaze meeting
Benli's .
Honri, with a strange expression, paced back and forth in the dining room after hanging up the phone, then walked over to his
wife Rie, who was sitting at the table, and sat down.
While he was on the phone, everything on the table had been arranged, including two cups of coffee; the
couple had just finished dinner.
"Was that phone call... an invitation from the neighbor?"
Rie asked her husband in a teasing tone, refilling the coffee cup in front of him
.
"Yes! Yoko's been inviting me over a lot lately. Thanks to him, I'm constantly being called over,
really."
"You say you're reluctant to accept invitations, but once you call, you rush over
immediately , don't you!"
At this moment, Ben Liying brought his coffee cup to his lips and took a sip, while his wife poured herself some coffee. Her
delicate and beautiful face radiated an inexplicable innocence, and Rie even
smiled at Ben Liying from time to time.
Rie didn't seem to mind his chatting with the neighbors at all; she trusted him completely
!
"Ben Liying, don't feel guilty leaving me home alone. You'll get bored anyway.
Don't worry about me. I just read books whenever I have free time. I won't object to you chatting with the neighbors;
having a good relationship with them is very important!"
Rie smiled at Ben Liying, and he smiled back.
Ben Liying felt a pang of guilt at his husband's trusting words.
"Ah! Rie, you're so understanding."
"Not at all, why wouldn't I trust you?"
Ben Liying kept looking at his wife, who was as pure as a schoolgirl, and felt a surge of warmth at her innocent and sweet smile
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