Anal sex with the young married woman next door

I'm 22 years old and moved to this new place a year ago. I met a neighbor, a woman who's older than me. Let me tell you about my experience: After living here for a while, I discovered that my next-door neighbor was a young and beautiful woman. Surprisingly, she was already married and had a daughter around four years old.
She's about 27, practically a young married woman, but I still prefer to call her "sister.
" She's tall, around 1.72 meters (isn't that tall?), with long, flowing, purplish-red hair. She has a voluptuous figure, and her long, firm legs are often clad in black stockings. I can imagine her tight, high-perched buttocks even through her pants, and her full breasts stand proudly erect.
I've been observing her for a long time, usually just exchanging greetings, and I habitually call her "sister." Her husband is a wealthy man who drives to work and rarely comes home; I guess he's a boss.
Her daughter boards at kindergarten and comes home once a week on weekends, so she's mostly home alone. She must be quite lonely.
She was a perfect goddess in my heart, and I had always been looking for an opportunity to get closer to her…
Every time “Sister” came home from work, I would listen carefully; the sound of her high heels on the stairs was so crisp and melodious. She always wore her work clothes, and her demeanor was elegant and charming.
She had a habit of leaving her shoes outside the door when she got home. My family lived on the top floor of the building, and there were only two households on each floor, so there was usually no interaction between us. “Sister” probably didn't want to bring dirt from outside into the house, so she left her shoes at the door.
Every time she came home, I would smell her shoes and lick the soles of her feet. It felt so good, with that unique scent of a mature woman. Sometimes she wore casual shoes, but I loved it when she wore boots or sneakers—thick shoes like those. They always smelled so strong when she took them off, sometimes even a little bit stinky. That stinky smell was what I found most intoxicating.
The beautiful woman's shoes were so alluring, I was always tempted to see her naked, and to see her being fucked… A pair of shoes sparked the story that followed…
Normally, my “sister” was gentle and charming. I always felt embarrassed talking to her, but her voice constantly tugged at my heartstrings… Finally, my chance came…
One day, I was home alone. I went out to throw out the trash and came back to find the front door locked. I didn't have my key. It
was a hot day, and I was shirtless and wearing shorts, not knowing what to do. Going out like that was a bit indecent… Just as I was worrying, I heard my “sister” coming upstairs. I guessed she had just taken her daughter to kindergarten.
I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear into nowhere. What would I look like dressed like this if the woman I admired saw me? Since I was on the top floor, I was in a real dilemma... And then, "Sister" appeared in front of me...
"What's wrong? Why are you standing at the door?" Sister asked with concern.
"Ah, I just went to take out the trash, and when I came back, the door was locked, so I couldn't get in," I said awkwardly. "
How about this, you come to my house first, and wait for my family to come back."
Just like that, I seized an opportunity by chance—a beginning for my future life.
There were only the two of us in the room. At first, I was a little nervous, and then my excitement made me emotionally agitated.
"Watch some TV, it's too hot, I'm going to take a shower to cool off."
The TV was turned on.
I frantically watched the boring TV programs, but my eyes were fixed on the direction of the bathroom, and my heart was surging. I thought to myself: This is a golden opportunity, I must seize it. Since there are only the two of us here, should I just go into the bathroom and seduce her? I was completely horny, my mind filled with lustful thoughts.
The hot water from the showerhead washed away the day's fatigue, and her fair, curvaceous body exuded an alluring fragrance. I fantasized that she was masturbating in the bathroom, her slender hands kneading her white breasts, her nipples hard and erect, her vaginal fluids mingling with the bathwater, and she was rubbing her tempting genitals with the showerhead... moaning softly... As I thought about it... my sister returned from her shower, her fragrance filling the air. Ah, she smelled so good!
She stood barefoot in front of me, wearing only a very thin white silk shirt, seemingly with just underwear underneath. Her rounded thighs were almost completely exposed, and her full breasts supported the semi-transparent shirt. Steam was still rising from her body, and her face was flushed from the steam. My little brother quickly became erect. I couldn't resist. Was this some kind of temptation?
"It's so hot, do you want to take a shower?"
"Thanks, but no thanks." I said excitedly (my alluring look would excite anyone). After a few brief words, my sister took two bottles of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator and gave them to me.
"Then have some water to cool down. This awful weather is unbearable. I'll drink with you." She poured me a glass.
Time passed quietly, and wicked thoughts kept occupying my mind. With the added effect of the beer, these thoughts grew stronger, but I still lacked the courage.
My sister's face was already slightly flushed. We chatted while watching TV.
Then, a scene of a man and a woman kissing appeared on the screen. I became restless, and emboldened by the alcohol, I put my hand on my sister's thigh and started stroking it. She was startled and asked me what I was doing.
I didn't speak, but slowly reached my hand inside her silk blouse, rubbing her vulva through her panties. She tried to push my hand away, but I persisted, pressing her down onto the bed. My hand moved quickly and incessantly, caressing her genitals. She tried to scream, but I silenced her with a kiss. With the intense friction of my fingers, her panties were quickly soaked.
I slipped my tongue into her small mouth, licking her fragrant tongue.
She gradually stopped struggling, enjoying my tongue, occasionally letting out soft moans.
It seemed the alcohol had taken effect. I ripped off her wet panties, teasing her warm labia,
sucking on her tongue. The feeling was indescribably wonderful. She kept feeding me her saliva, and our saliva mingled in each other's mouths, which we swallowed together.
Then came an even more wonderful moment… I unbuttoned her silk blouse, parting it to the sides, revealing two white and tender E-cup breasts before my eyes. The nipples were high and firm, with large, pink areolas typical of Western women, making my mouth water. Without hesitation, I bit down. Whether it was because I used too much force or because she was too sensitive, she cried out, “Ah!”
“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry?” I said mischievously.
“Yes, it tickles! Don’t be so rough,” she answered for the first time, her face flushed.
So she was enjoying it. This little slut, so elegant all the time, but in bed she’s a vixen. I’ll teach her a lesson.
I secretly thought about how to play with her later.
One hand attacked her genitals, the other kneaded her breasts. Her nipples stood erect, and I vigorously licked the hard nipples, sucking them fast and slow. Somehow, milk started to flow. At first, I was surprised; a four-year-old daughter should have stopped breastfeeding long ago.
"No, you're wasting all the milk! Don't squeeze it! Ah...ah..."
"How could it be wasting it? I drank it all! It's really delicious. You're such a young mother, you have so much milk!"
I never thought I'd be able to drink breast milk at my age. Hehe, I'll definitely savor it a little longer.
"Is it really that good? My husband doesn't like it."
She asked me shyly as she squeezed some out and drank. "It has a slightly astringent taste. Do you want to squeeze some out and try it?"
"No, I won't drink it. It's too embarrassing." As she spoke, I moved my face down to her. She had neat
, thick pubic hair, and below it was her sacred place, which was now as wet as if it had just rained. I teased her clitoris, parted her thick labia, and inserted one finger into the cave she had longed for, slowly thrusting in and out. Her juices started flowing again, and her moans grew louder. I started thrusting in and out quickly with two fingers, and her juices gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah...ah...um...slower...no..." my sister cried out lasciviously.
"Sister, you're so two-faced. Your lower half is much more honest than your upper half. You're saying 'slower,' but you're getting happier and happier down there. Look, so much moisture, haven't you been dry for too long?"
I pressed my lips to hers, licking away the overflowing juices from her little pussy, and gently touched the entrance with the tip of my tongue.
"It's so dirty, no... my husband never does this with me."
"I don't mind, as long as you're happy. It's a shame you have a husband like that. I feel sorry for you."
My sister's face turned red instantly: "No, don't say that..." "
Okay, I've made you happy, now it's my turn to feel good." After saying that, I took off my shorts, and my penis, which had been restless for a while, stood up with a "whoosh."
"Wow, it's big. You're not that old, but this is really big, even bigger than my husband's."
At this moment, my sister had already gotten off the bed and was kneeling on the floor waiting.
"Don't compare me to your husband. If you're going to compare, there are many more things that will surprise you. I'll show you one by one, okay?"
My goddess was completely absorbed in sucking my big cock, her fair hands quickly stroking it, her tongue swirling around my thick penis in her mouth, her lips enveloping the glans, her tongue lightly touching the urethral opening. It
felt so good. I never dreamed that my beautiful and mature neighbor would give me oral sex.
"Sister, your technique is so good, I can't hold on much longer, can I ejaculate now?" "So fast? Yours is big, but it's so weak, it's just for show."
My sister's innocent joke was really cute, such a difference from that sly fox from before.
"Who told me this is my first time? And my technique is so good, but you'll regret it if you mock me. Don't come crying to me later."
"Where do you want to cum? On my face or in my mouth?"
I couldn't believe my ears. This elegant woman actually allowed me to cum in her mouth and on her face. She really is a bitch, but the surface of her pretense hasn't been torn off yet. I was truly flattered. I
excitedly said, "Really? Is it okay in my mouth?"
"Come on, I'm ready."
After saying that, she took my penis in her mouth again. I held her head down and quickly thrust my penis in and out of her mouth. When it reached her throat, she was so upset that she started to cry. I didn't care about being gentle anymore and quickly thrust a few more times. She couldn't take it and started to vomit. Seeing her pitiful appearance, I still felt sorry for her.
"Sister, this is your reward for mocking me earlier. Can you still hold on? You still have to help me cum."
"You're so bad, daring to retaliate against me. See how I punish you."
She grabbed my penis and sucked hard, this time even more skillfully than before. Finally, she couldn't take the blow and ejaculated all over her mouth, with some still hanging around her lips.
"Ah, so good, sister, you're amazing, I'm impressed~"
The little bitch blinked, swallowed all the semen, and even licked the semen clean from her lips, saying, "So much liquid, it's so sticky. Haven't ejaculated in a long time, huh?"
I was a little embarrassed. "Sister, I never thought you would swallow it. From now on, I'll call you little bitch sister."
"It's good for a woman's skin, so I have to swallow it. My husband says so too!"
Her grinning appearance really gave her a slutty vibe.
"Hmm, your husband is right."
A few minutes passed, and my little brother regained his strength, planning to go again.
As I spoke, I began to knead my sister's breasts, which were swollen with milk. Milk flowed out with each squeeze. I pressed her down on the bed and kissed her face and mouth. My sister smiled and responded in kind. We kissed passionately, and my hands once again reached for her thick, dark pubic hair.
"Want more? Aren't you tired? You little rascal, you're tickling me, hee hee~"
Her lewd expression was clearly seducing me, yet she pretended to be innocent.
I pretended not to hear and slowly stroked her. The little bitch grew bolder and began to take the initiative, pushing my head towards her vulva and pressing it down hard. She clamped my head between her plump inner thighs, and my nose and mouth were pressed deeply against her warm, moist vulva. She held my head in her hands and rubbed her labia vigorously, her juices flowing from her vagina and washing my face.
I had never felt such warmth before. My hands reached under her buttocks and grasped her two plump, soft, and tender buttocks.
"Oh...uh...so good...ah...I've never felt so good before." She gasped heavily, howling shamelessly like a sexually frustrated mature woman.
"I can't take it anymore, come on...come in...satisfy me."
"What do you mean by 'come on'? Sister, explain it clearly, I don't understand." I deliberately teased her lust.
"I want your little brother inside me, make me feel better, fuck me to death, I don't care about anything anymore."
Overwhelmed by lust, my sister had no shame whatsoever.
"I'm going to put it in, get ready, don't cry."
I grabbed her ankles with both hands and pressed them to either side of her head, her wanton vulva completely exposed to my eyes. My erect penis slammed into her wet cunt with a "thud," and she groaned like a bitch, gripping her feet tightly as she thrust downwards. My penis pounded into her beautiful cunt, the "plop plop" sounds filling the entire room. Her juices flowed more and more, soaking a large patch of the sheets.
"I'll fuck you to death, you slutty little bitch, I'll make you cry and beg for mercy."
"Uh... um... fuck me to death, fuck me as much as you want, I'm a bitch, make me go crazy, um... ah..."
She twisted her body desperately, her head shaking as well.
After fucking her in this position for a while, I pulled her over, made her legs clamp around my waist, her jade feet pressing against my buttocks, pressing down on me as I fucked her, taking the initiative, and thrusting in and out for quite a few rounds.
Seeing that slutty look, I wanted to play with her, so I stopped thrusting: "I'm tired, let's stop here for today, if you want to continue, you have to say nice things."
"Brother, don't stop, I've never felt so good before, I've never known sex to be so comfortable, please, fuck me to death, my pussy is burning, it feels like hundreds of bugs are crawling on it, I need such a strong South Korean to poke it, it's so itchy, please continue, please, I'll do whatever you say, fuck me as much as you want..." the slutty sister pleaded.
I used the nine shallow and one deep technique to have sex with her for a while, which made her sexual desire even stronger.
She begged me again, "Faster, harder, stop teasing me, let me climax, please, my dear brother~"
"Okay, but you have to do whatever I want, that's how I'll make you feel good."
"Sure, I'll do whatever you want, I'm your slave, you can do whatever you want, hurry up and do me, I'm burning with desire."
The 27-year-old wife had never felt that sex was so wonderful, her husband had never brought her so much pleasure. That kind of man only cared about his own pleasure, and didn't care about the woman's feelings after he had his fill. The wife found pleasure with a man other than her husband, and released her passion for the first time. A woman who has given birth needs sex the most, like a flame doused with oil, turning into a raging fire.
The true self, usually suppressed within, burst forth for the first time. At this moment, a woman is at her most beautiful, free of all inhibitions, like a pure soul burning with fire. (Enough of that, let's get to the point.) I increased the speed of my thrusts, fucking her about two hundred times. Her juices gushed forth, and her breast milk overflowed excitedly. She squeezed her breasts hard with her hands, the milk spraying into the air like a fountain, then landing on my back, scattering everywhere.
The bitch moaned, "I'm going to climax! Faster, shoot as much as you want! It's not my fertile period now, shoot inside me, let me feel a man..."
A warm, white liquid erupted, her vagina overflowing with semen mixed with her juices, flowing out like a stream. I lay on top of my sister, panting, chest to chest, face to face, sweat mingling, the room filled with the mixed smells of sweat, semen, and her juices.
My sister and I were enjoying our time together.
She gradually regained her senses, licking my lips with her fragrant tongue.
"You're amazing! I felt so good just now. Please teach me more in the future."
She still had that cute yet lewd expression.
I smiled and said, "There are still many positions we haven't tried yet. Every single one is so amazing. Do you want to try them?"
"Of course, but not now. I'm too tired. I know you still have a lot of energy. Please spare me for now, okay?"
We smiled at each other, and then I silently licked the sweat off her body.
We cuddled and slept, and when I woke up it was already evening. My family should be home by then, so I was about to say goodbye. My sister said reluctantly, "Are you leaving already? Can you come over again tonight? I'm so lonely at home alone. My daughter just went to kindergarten today, and my husband isn't coming home tonight. I wish you could keep me company."
"I live next door. I can come whenever I want. If I come too often, my family will get suspicious. I'll find a chance to come see you. Don't forget you promised to do as I say. And I'll teach you some other sex positions. I'm leaving now."
That night, I made an excuse that I was going to a classmate reunion and wouldn't be home all night, thus fooling my family.
I secretly sneaked to my neighbor's house to have an affair with her. I gently knocked on the door across the street, and my sister smiled and pulled me inside. She was so beautiful, wearing a purplish-red tank top (as mentioned earlier, her hair was also purplish-red), without a bra, and grayish-white denim shorts, her two fair and firm thighs bare. I felt a strong urge to get in bed with her right then and there.
Once inside, we completely relaxed, spending the entire night cuddling together, flirting and teasing each other like a married couple.
Later, we showered together.
In the bathroom, we stripped completely naked. My sister's naked body was enough to arouse countless men; her mature, voluptuous figure was incredibly feminine. Her firm, round breasts felt soft and elastic to the touch. As I kneaded her large breasts, milk still flowed, making my mouth water. I suckled at her slightly sweet milk, a scene that would make many men envious.
While showering her, I squeezed and kneaded her high, beautiful buttocks—the feel was wonderful—rubbing her anus.
My sister's warm body trembled slightly from time to time.
She sat on the edge of the bathtub, and I knelt at her feet, bringing my face close to her dark pubic hair. She held my head, and I gently licked her vulva. Before I knew it, her juices flowed again. This little slut was already aroused; did she want me to fuck her right now?
I stood up, my penis erect. My sister stared at my cock hungrily. I grabbed her large breasts and clamped them around my penis.
"Give me a blowjob, sister,"
she said, kneading and squeezing my penis with her large breasts.
"Does it feel good?"
"So good! I love your big breasts!"
Her breasts completely enveloped my penis. I gripped her breasts and began to thrust hard. My sister lowered her head and licked my glans. After a few thrusts, a stream of white fluid spurted from my glans, splashing onto her face, her pink neck, and her large breasts.
My sister wiped it all off and swallowed it.
We started taking a bath. My sister used her breasts to lather with soap and wash my body. My body felt numb and soft, it felt so good. She rubbed her pubic hair against my body and legs, making me feel like I was floating on air.
I never imagined that my usually elegant and generous sister could be such a bitch when she was aroused. Her husband really doesn't know how to enjoy himself, giving himself to me for free.
I was secretly delighted.
After showering, I carried my naked sister to her bed. The place where my husband and I used to make love was now my battlefield, ready for a real battle. The bathroom was just foreplay; the real fun was yet to come.
I lay flat on the soft bed, and she lay on top of me, her large breasts pressed against my chest. We began to kiss passionately. I sucked on her tongue, our lips touching, our tongues intertwined, like two snakes entwined.
After a while, she stood up and suddenly squatted down on my face. This position was so lewd—a woman squatting on a man's face in a position as if defecating. I became more and more excited. What was this slut thinking, taking the initiative to do this? Did she want to pee on my face? I thought to myself…
“Can you lick me here? I’ve never felt this before. Will you help me achieve it? I’m completely open with you now. You can play with me as much as you want. I’ve fallen for you!” my sister said shyly.
I held her beautiful buttocks and brought her vulva close to my mouth, gently licking it. She quickly moaned with excitement. I sucked on her vulva, gently licked her clitoris, tenderly bit her labia, and stroked her pubic hair with my hand. In short, I played with her genitals in the most provocative way. She desperately rubbed her vulva against my lips, her vulva occasionally burying the tip of my nose, her juices flowing into my mouth and down my face.
The movements became more and more intense. My sister got up, turned around, and sat directly on my face with her big buttocks, her vulva against my mouth, making it hard for me to breathe. (Does this woman like sitting on a man's face? This is a bit SM.)
"Ugh... no, sister, are you trying to suffocate me? Let me catch my breath occasionally. Your big butt is sitting on my nose, it's making me so uncomfortable," I said with all my might.
"Good little brother, can you bear with it for a bit? I feel so good, ah... um... I like it like this, it gives me pleasure, satisfy me..."
She spoke while moaning, her anus rubbing against the tip of my nose. She started rubbing her vulva with her hand, and her vaginal fluid flowed down her vagina, covering my face. I opened my mouth and drank quite a bit. Of course, it's the younger brother who should taste his sister's vaginal fluid; it can't be wasted.
Finally, she was almost satisfied and bent down to play with my penis. Her delicate hands stroked my shaft, taking it in and out of her mouth. Soon, my penis regained its former vigor.
After making her feel good for so long, I could finally fuck her. She slowly sat on my penis, which was slippery and swallowed it whole. I reached out and began to rub her two papaya-like breasts, occasionally pinching her already erect nipples. She felt an electric shock-like pleasure.
She began to slowly thrust in and out of my penis, gradually sitting on it with her body moving straight up and down. We were both quickly aroused. She half-squatted on the bed with her legs on either side of my body, my penis inside her vagina, continuing to thrust in and out rapidly. "Mmm...so good...ah..." she began to moan again.
After thrusting for a while, I wanted to switch the initiative. I made her kneel on the bed with her back to me, and I started fucking her in a doggy-style position, my favorite. Seeing the woman like a bitch, her hands on the bed, her buttocks raised, her anus and cunt exposed to me, I felt incredibly good. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis in, pressing down on her plump buttocks, my body moving in and out, my big penis quickly pounding into her gushing cunt. Her moans mingled with her sweat, filling the air.
I tied her hands behind her back, one hand holding her arm, the other holding her head, and pressed her down on the bed, pressing my body against her sweaty back, changing from the doggy-style position to a rape position, making her completely at my mercy.
We thrust in and out in that position hundreds of times. At her climax, I ejaculated inside her. We were both exhausted. She lay flat on the bed, panting, while I lay on top of her, my penis, though softened, still inside her vagina, semen trickling from the opening.
I licked her ears and neck.
Exhausted, I held her and we fell asleep.
As dawn broke, my sister asked me, "I have to work half a day this morning. Will you wait for me at home? Get some sleep and recharge. There's breakfast in the fridge; eat something if you're hungry. I'll come home at noon and take care of you, okay?" Still
half-asleep, I said, "Going to work so early and leaving me here? Fine, I don't need to go home. My family doesn't care about me anyway. I'll wait for you to come home at noon. But will your husband come home?"
"Don't worry, he's very busy at work during the day. Even at night, he only comes home occasionally. My daughter is in kindergarten; no one can bother us. You sleep a little longer and wait for me to come home. I'm going to work." With that, she started putting on her bra
, getting dressed, and giving me a quick kiss. I drifted back to sleep… After waking up, I leisurely spent the morning at my sister's house. Around 12:30, I heard the pleasant sound of high heels clicking, and then the door was unlocked.
"I'm home! Where are you? Come out and greet me. Did you miss me?" My sister's cheerful voice rang out.
I hid behind the door, secretly watching her. My sister, always elegant and dignified in her business attire—a typical mature professional woman—I never imagined she could be so wanton naked. Beneath her facade lay her true self; her seductive appearance at night was something even her husband probably hadn't seen.
I suddenly jumped out from behind the door, scooping her up from behind. My chest pressed against her back, and my hands, through her clothes, grabbed her full breasts and began to knead them.
"You're so naughty," my sister pleaded, "grabbing me so suddenly, in such a hurry. Let me change and shower first. It's so hot and humid outside; I'm all sweaty. Let me rest for a while."
I was now standing in front of her, and I noticed she looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was wearing a white women's blouse, the neckline quite low—perhaps because of the heat, or perhaps because of her large breasts—revealing her round, high breasts through the thin blouse. She wore short, light blue culottes, and her long, beautiful legs were encased in black, light-colored fishnet stockings. Her shoes, black high heels, were already outside the door.
She entered the room barefoot, and I followed, closing the door behind me.
My sister was sitting on the edge of the bed, sweating, preparing to undress. She had one leg crossed over the other knee, her foot raised high.
I knelt down and picked up her beautiful foot. "Sister, you look so beautiful today. I never imagined your little feet could be so exquisite. Let me lick them."
Before she could answer, I grabbed her raised foot and pressed it against my face, inhaling deeply. Ah, so fragrant! A woman's unique foot scent combined with the smell of her freshly removed high heels.
(At the beginning of this story, I was only smelling her shoes, but now I can finally smell her beautiful feet.) I started licking the soles of her feet through her stockings, biting her toes. The smoothness of the stockings made it feel great to lick.
My sister laughed out loud: "It tickles! Don't lick like that, and I haven't washed my feet. They're smelly and dirty."
"It's okay. Didn't you say you'd do whatever I wanted? I like it this way. There's more to come. Let your little brother serve you well tonight. You're staying overnight, and I'll repay you now. I promise I'll make you feel amazing."
With that, I started taking off her stockings, licking her thighs from top to bottom as I did so. The stockings were down to her ankles. I held one of her fleshy, smooth thighs in each hand and began to gently stroke them, occasionally pinching them. I stretched out my tongue and licked the inside of her thighs, my saliva covering her legs.
The inner thigh is one of the most sensitive areas for women, and my technique quickly brought her to pleasure. She forgot she was sweating, lowered her head, and gazed at me tenderly, stroking my head with the gentle care of a mother caring for her child. Women often feel maternal instincts, especially towards someone younger than themselves.
Slowly, I began licking her calves. Her fair calves had no flabby muscles (some women develop firm calf muscles due to long-term leg exercises), and they were smooth and elastic to the touch.
I simply pulled off her stockings completely, revealing her soft, pink toes. They were so beautiful, with pink toenails, arched feet, and upturned toes. I pressed my lips to her toes, sucking on them. The lingering smell from her shoes, combined with the slightly sour scent from her sweat, gave her a unique sensation that any man who has licked a woman's feet will understand.
A woman's feet are also a sensitive area. Men with a strong sense of male chauvinism won't enjoy this privilege, especially since women often crave a man's licking of their feet; it's a woman's last line of defense.
I've now breached that line, licking the soles of her feet, sucking on her beautiful toes and moving them back and forth in my mouth. Her feet are covered in my saliva, dripping wetly.
After playing with her feet for a while, I started my upward advance.
"Sister, you're all sweaty and hot. Take off your clothes and get ready for a bath," I said.
"Okay, a bath is the best way to get clean. Do you want to bathe with me?"
"I'll bathe you; you'll feel more comfortable. It's a promise, I'll serve you today." "
Hehe, what a good boy!" My sister laughed happily.
As I admired her undressing, I thought about my next plan.
Soon, she removed her formal attire, took off her pink lace bra, and then her matching pink sexy thong.
Her large breasts sprang out of her bra, revealing her dark pubic hair. This was the wanton body beneath her facade of pretense. She truly was a glamorous and sexy woman, her body fragrant and her figure the epitome of a slut.
She shook her long, flowing hair and was about to get up to take a shower when I grabbed her and buried my face in her cleavage, where sweat still glistened.
My sister was startled at first, saying, "Why are you starting again? Didn't you tell me to take a bath?"
"That's right, I'll help you take a bath, but I'll use my mouth, my tongue, to help you. Are you willing?"
After saying that, I rubbed her sweaty breasts, licking the sweat off them with my tongue. I grabbed her breasts with my hands, squeezing my face between them and rubbing my nose against the deep cleavage. Her heavy breasts seemed to be full of milk again.
"Sister, do you have so much milk again today? Let me drink some to help you lighten the load," I said mischievously, and then suckled at her breast as I had done before. "You're so
annoying! You've almost sucked all my milk dry. Why don't you just be my son? You like drinking your mother's milk so much," my
sister said coquettishly, pulling me into her arms. My head rested on her soft, firm thighs, my mouth sucking on her firm nipple, and one hand grasping her breast, which was larger than my palm.
The scene really looked like a mother breastfeeding her baby.
"Okay, Mom, I won't call you sister anymore. You'll be my wet nurse from now on. I'll come here every day to get my nutrition. I know your breasts are swollen with milk every day, and if you don't express it, it will overflow."
"Who told me my breasts are so well-developed? I'm still producing milk at this age.
'Wet nurse' isn't a very good title, but I've gained another obedient son. I was just missing a son like you who would take care of his mother."
And so, this 27-year-old mature woman had a 22-year-old godson, and her title changed from sister to mother.
After she finished drinking the milk, I began to lick her entire body. Her body, which had almost dried from sweat, started sweating again after my tongue teased her. Plus, the room wasn't air-conditioned yet, so the temperature was quite high.
I licked her soft, elastic belly, covering her navel with my mouth, my tongue licking the navel.
I licked her sweaty armpits; she must shave frequently, as the shaving marks were visible (many women have naturally vigorous bodies and grow some armpit hair, which makes them look more sexy and mature, but some women find it unsightly and shave frequently). I licked until she cried out in ticklishness; it would be even better if she didn't shave.
After licking her front almost enough, I asked her to kneel on the bed, hands and knees pressing against the mattress, turning her buttocks towards me.
Since this part of her body hadn't been licked yet, I'd make an exception and treat her anus.
I held her buttocks and brought my face towards her anus. As my nose approached her anus, I smelled a faint odor.
"Ah, no, it's so dirty there. Let me shower first," she said, flustered.
"Did you poop this morning? It smells."
"Yes… so please don't lick it. After I shower, you can lick it as much as you want, okay?" She blushed deeply.
(As mentioned above, this filthy woman who was willing to sit on my face actually became shy about licking my anus—unexpected!) Without a word, I put my mouth to it. It did smell a bit bad. I remember regretting it a little then. Since my lips were already on hers and she didn't resist, I continued the process, gently touching her anus with the tip of my tongue. Each touch sent a tingling sensation through her, and her body trembled occasionally.
After gently licking for a while, I used my hands to spread her buttocks apart, clamping my cheeks between them, and placed my mouth over her anus, licking wildly, like a wild beast. My sister's body trembled violently, her buttocks unconsciously swaying. She swayed her slender waist, rubbing her buttocks against my nose and mouth. Occasionally, I would press my mouth hard against her anus.
Although I couldn't see her face, I imagined her gripping the sheets tightly, eyes closed, biting her lip, her face flushed, enduring and enjoying the sensation. I spat more saliva onto her anus, massaged her buttocks, and gently inserted my index finger into her tender chrysanthemum hole. As soon as I entered the first joint, she cried out, "Ah...no...you can't do that there, it will hurt! Please don't hurt me, okay? I'll let you play in the front, okay?"
"I only inserted my finger a little bit and you're so scared. It's not like I'm going to insert it there. I promise it won't hurt you. You said you'd agree to anything I asked, don't go back on your word, my dear sister...no, I should say my dear wet nurse." I said coquettishly.
"It should be 'mother,' wet nurse sounds too awful."
"So you agree?"
I continued to slowly insert my index finger.
My mother lowered her head, enduring the stretching of her anus, and made groaning sounds.
I stuck my finger out of her anus, put it in my mouth, sucked on it, smeared some saliva on it, and slowly inserted it again. Gradually, her anus relaxed a little, and warm air spurted out. I pried open her anus and spat inside, causing my wet nurse to shudder as if electrocuted.
Seeing that the time was right, I began to insert my right middle finger deeply inside, pushing it in a few times. Taking advantage of the saliva's moisture, I moved my middle finger in and out, gradually increasing the speed. Her anus changed from being tightly closed to opening slightly, as if waiting for my larger insertion.
"Mom, is this the first time someone has poked your anus with a finger? How does it feel?"
"Ugh...ugh...I've never done this before...it doesn't feel good at all...please...have mercy on me..." Her voice was somewhat disappointed.
"It's definitely uncomfortable now, because it's your first time. Didn't it hurt a lot the first time you had sex? I'll open up your back, and you'll find it even more pleasurable than the front later." "
Really? My back is very tight, it's easy to get hurt. If you hurt me, it will hurt when I poop."
"Trust me, you'll thank me soon. Don't forget I'm a good son who will serve you."
Her anus was now slightly open. This time, I inserted two fingers, spat inside, and increased the speed of my thrusting. I stood up, pressed my left hand against her slender waist, and forcefully thrust two fingers of my right hand inside. Soon, her anus became obedient and surrendered, opening wide enough to accommodate three fingers.
I quickly took off my underwear and climbed onto her back. She was still in the doggy-style kneeling position, the most suitable position for this bitch.
I rubbed my penis against her buttocks and thighs, and it quickly became hard. When it was hard enough to penetrate her anus, I straightened my penis, smeared some saliva on the glans, and then smeared some more on her anus.
Then, holding my large penis, I aimed it at her wide-open anus and thrust it all the way in.
"Ah...help...it hurts...it hurts...help me, I can't take it anymore, please have mercy..."
She screamed in pain, then bent over, propping herself up on her elbows and pressing her face against the bed. Because of this position, her buttocks were raised even higher, and my penis remained inside her anus, motionless, to stretch the opening.
I also leaned over her back, reaching for her two large, drooping breasts. To reduce her pain, I began to knead her breasts and nipples with both hands, massaging her soft, large breasts. I slowly began to thrust my penis in and out, not moving too far, otherwise it would hurt her. I started by gently thrusting in and out of her anus.
Suddenly, my mother pulled one of my hands from her breasts to her genitals. This action indicated that the pain in her anus was no longer as intense as when it was first penetrated, and she needed to feel it. I kept kneading her breasts with my left hand and rubbing her vulva with my right hand. Before long, she started to wet herself. Once she felt something in her genitals, the pain in her anus was naturally reduced by half.
I could finally thrust in and out. Her anus was wide open, and my penis moved in and out freely.
Her moans gradually turned into lewd cries.
I thrust hard into her anus, and with each thrust, her vagina released a lot of fluid. I inserted my fingers into her vagina while my penis pounded into her anus.
"How does it feel to have both holes in you at the same time? Does your anus still hurt? Is it really good now?"
"Uh... um... it's starting to feel good, keep going... make me orgasm..." she cried out lewdly.
I sped up my thrusting into her anus, not caring whether she was in pain or not. After this, she would naturally feel that anal sex was indispensable in the future.
Her vaginal fluids were almost forming a small stream, and under the manipulation of my fingers, her juices were splashing everywhere.
After a hundred thrusts, I poured my thick semen into her anus.
Exhausted, I lay down beside her. She was still lying face down on the bed, eyes closed, savoring the passion of that moment. Her buttocks were raised high, her anus wide open and uncontracted, white fluid flowing from her anus onto the bed. I wondered what it felt like for a woman's vagina to be filled with semen. It must be warm, hot, and incredibly filling.
"Was it good?" I asked breathlessly.
"It felt so good, you naughty boy, making your mother like this... I'll punish you." My sister (mother) was also panting, still with that seductive and adorable voice that would fascinate any man.
"How can you punish me when you're so tired? Didn't expect me to open your back door so quickly, did you?"
"Honestly, you can play with my buttocks like this, I never thought. I love you so much, you give me so much pleasure. I wish I had met you sooner!" my mother said excitedly.
It was already afternoon. We hadn't expected to spend so much time on an empty stomach. We were both covered in sweat—I was sweating profusely, while she was drenched in fragrant woman's sweat.
So we took a shower together.
"Is it more comfortable to bathe like this, or is it more comfortable for me to bathe you with my mouth like before?" I asked.
"It's more comfortable when you lick me. I like the feeling of you licking me, it gives me a sense of conquest."
(I didn't expect this woman to have fallen to this level, her words are becoming more and more lewd and unbearable to hear.) "Then how does it feel to lick my feet, and lick my anus?"
I deliberately wanted her to say lewd words, in order to completely tear off her mask and forever reduce her to a tool for my sexual gratification.
"It's wonderful, the itchy feeling, like being electrocuted all over my body. Good boy, you should spend more time with your mother in the future. I'm very lonely. I will give you my milk every day so that you can grow up quickly, and your little brother needs to grow up too. When no one is home, can you come and take care of me often? I really hope to be your wife." She sighed after saying that.
"Good wet nurse, I will come and do it to you often. Don't be unable to take it. I will suck the milk out of your big breasts and make you go to heaven every time."
"You bad boy, don't call me wet nurse. I am the mother who cherishes you the most. I will love you with all my heart." She said, pretending to be angry.
When I got home, my mother gave me the set of underwear (bra, panties, stockings) she had taken off at noon, still retaining her scent, as a keepsake.
From then on, I said goodbye to the masturbation life of a teenage boy and began a mutual sexual release with my neighbor's mother... and so it went... The story was basically coming to an end. I had actually turned a married woman into a lustful woman, and I secretly admired myself.
Women also have the desire to conquer and be conquered, especially white-collar workers like this. They usually suppress their inner feelings and pretend to be pure. Plus, their husbands are guys who only enjoy themselves and don't think about their wives. They can't satisfy their wives during sex, and they are lonely women. Most of the time, they live alone in their three-person households. Many women live such a tragic life.
Men can go to prostitutes when they have sexual needs, but women have to restrain themselves and suppress their inner desires when they are hungry. At most, they can only rely on masturbation to comfort themselves. So the more they suppress their nature, the stronger it becomes, and the higher their sexual hunger becomes. Once it explodes, it is uncontrollable. They will abandon their original hypocritical and elegant style. Since their nature is exposed, they will be thorough. So, sexually hungry women are much more terrifying than men.
Take this slut for example. Maybe one day when I get married and no one is cheating on her anymore, she'll actively seek out new men, or even have several men sleep with her at night. This kind of woman becomes increasingly brazen, gradually turning into a whore, flaunting herself everywhere.
This is just speculation and deduction.
I'm 23 now, and this happened a year ago. I have a girlfriend now, but I still secretly meet with her. I don't know if her husband knows, and even if he does, he probably doesn't care; rich men have plenty of women. Sooner
or later, I'll leave this woman. Now I cheat on her much less often (I also need to take care of my girlfriend). I no longer treat her with the same passion as before; instead, I only see her as a lowly bitch, completely opposite to how I felt when I first met her.
I wrote this piece recalling the passion of that time. If I were to write it now, it would probably be a negative portrayal. She might still care about me. What a load of rubbish "sister"—I now only call her a little bitch. She happily plays the role of this lewd beast, still appearing elegant and dignified at work during the day, keeping everyone at a distance. She's still a loving mother to her young daughter. Only I know her true colors. If her daughter grows up and doesn't stay in kindergarten anymore, am I supposed to rape her at home in front of her daughter?
I feel like I boarded the wrong ship for a moment of pleasure, and now I can't even bear to think about it. I feel disgusted having sex with her now (maybe because I have a girlfriend, or maybe I've matured, and that my past sexual impulses led to this). I've gone from being proactive towards her to forcing myself to have sex with her.
From initially serving her willingly, I've become abusive. I hit her, kick her, and insert things into her vagina and anus. All the tenderness and affection of the past is gone.
She's practically being subjected to S&M by me, being led around like a real bitch to have sex with people in the street, even with animals. I didn't do that to save her face, especially since the initial responsibility lies with me. Besides, I doubt she'd stoop so low as to have sex in the street; she still acts like a respectable person when she goes out. It disgusts me.
I really don't know if what I did a year ago was right or wrong. I satisfied her sexual desires and helped her rediscover herself; she's much happier now than before.
But I also turned a married woman into a sex object, worse than a dog. If I hadn't done what I did, she might still be a quiet, repressed, ordinary woman, someone I admire.
I've also reaped the consequences; I'm stuck on this path.
She's still my neighbor, and thinking about her makes me miserable.

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