Stolen Favor (Author: Unknown)

Today is the Little New Year. Here, children usually go back to their hometowns to spend the holiday with their parents. We also went back this afternoon.
After
eating dumplings, I felt a bit down. I read an e-book for a while, then went to my mother-in-law's room to watch TV with everyone. Just as everyone was engrossed in the show, my husband's cough caught my attention. I turned to look at him; his face was flushed, and he looked listless, as if he were quite ill. I touched his forehead—it was burning hot. I got off the bed and searched the drawers but couldn't find any fever reducers or cold medicine. I wanted to go out and buy some, but he wouldn't let me, saying it was too dark and the roads were difficult to navigate. We watched TV for a while longer, but his cough worsened. I thought I'd better go to the pharmacy to get him some medicine. So, I put on my coat, grabbed a flashlight, and went out. After going outside, there was hardly anyone on the street. The sound of popcorn firecrackers helped me muster my courage. Looking at the vibrant popcorn flowers reminded me of the moments I shared with my lover
.
Those were joyous occasions; we would lean on each other, watching the sky filled with popcorn flowers, and pray that we would grow old together. But fate had other plans, and we eventually separated. Yet, his love for me remained unchanged. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of sadness. So I wished I could see him again sometime, even if it was just to talk and chat. Lost in thought
,
I walked to the pharmacy, told the doctor about my symptoms, and got the medicine. My mind was still in turmoil. I thought, "Now's a perfect opportunity to meet him," so I went on QQ to message my lover. He probably wasn't replying, I thought, probably eating dumplings. I was completely bewitched; the desire to see him was becoming increasingly uncontrollable. With a heavy heart, I dialed his number. He sounded so gentle on the phone, making my heart pound uncontrollably. Just as I was about to say something, my husband called. It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over me on a cold day. I snapped back to reality, completely losing all desire to see him. I answered my husband's call, and when he asked why I hadn't come home yet, I said I had the medicine, but the nearest pharmacy was closed, so I got it from the farther one. I'd be back soon. Only after hanging up did I realize I hadn't had a chance to say anything. I called him back, just wanting to apologize; I hadn't thought much of it. "Have you eaten
?
I'm almost at your door," I said casually

. "Okay, I know," he hung up before I could finish.

Actually, I was at a crossroads at that time. Going straight was the shortest way home, but it didn't pass by his house. The way to his house was a small detour, but it was a narrow path that I never took. Thinking about it, I must have been out of my mind to say something like that. He was the same; he hung up before I could finish. I thought I'd better walk past his house so he wouldn't come out and not see me and call me, and I'd have to explain. I saw him before I even reached his house. We walked side by side without saying a word. After a while, he suddenly leaned closer and gently took my arm. The moment he pulled, I felt a shiver run through my body, like I'd been electrocuted. A gush of fluid flowed from my lower body. I was about to grab his hand when I saw a car coming from the opposite direction. He was probably afraid of being seen, so he immediately let go. I tightened my clothes and walked across with my head down.

He gently asked if I wanted to come to his new house. I knew it was an invitation, and I really wanted to go because I missed him too, especially since I felt a pang of emptiness and a wetness in my lower body. But I was afraid of being late for home and arousing my husband's suspicion, so I refused. Hearing his disappointment, I felt a pang of sadness. So I came up with a compromise: I'd have him walk me home. I knew we were turning into a side street ahead, a street mostly dilapidated old houses with hardly any houses. During the day, hardly anyone passed by, and at night, there was even less of a soul. We could do something intimate on the street—hug, kiss—without fear of being seen. We'd finally met; we needed some comfort.

"Will you walk me home? Let's take the side street ahead; there aren't many people there." I whispered my request, and the hint of desire in my voice perhaps affected him as well. He didn't answer but tightened his grip on me. Like an innocent young girl, I excitedly kissed him lightly on the cheek. As soon as we entered the alley, he eagerly embraced me and kissed my lips deeply, instantly plunging me into the abyss of desire. Pop...pop, the sound of firecrackers pulled me back to reality. As soon as we turned into the alley, the flowers were everywhere, illuminating the surroundings like daytime. I was still a little worried about being seen by others, so I gently pushed him away. But even that kiss made me feel weak all over, and my nipples in my bra stood up playfully, itching intensely. I didn't care about anything else, and pulled his hand inside my bra, wanting to walk while he was on me. With only one hand on my body, no one would notice. His hand was a little cool, stimulating my nipples even harder. As we walked, he kneaded my breasts with his hand.

As we walked deeper into the path, he suddenly embraced me, pinning me against the wall and kissing me deeply. His hands, kneading my breasts, tightened their grip, while his other arm held my waist tightly, as if trying to meld me into his body. In that instant, I felt as if I were drunk, my body weak and limp, as if everything had frozen in that moment. I was incredibly happy. Slowly, the kisses were no longer enough to satisfy our needs. I unzipped my clothes and unhooked my bra, revealing most of my breast. As if accepting my invitation, his kisses slowly moved from my lips to my neck to my earlobe, and finally… The moment his touch reached my breasts, I felt like my whole body exploded. A surge of clear fluid welled up below, and I knew I had reached a mini-orgasm. A long-awaited pleasure enveloped me. Ah...ah...I couldn't help but stretch my neck and moan. The flowers in the sky seemed to be celebrating our forbidden love, blooming exceptionally brightly. I held his head tightly with both hands, wanting him to suckle my breasts harder, to make me even happier. I clung limply to him, his erect manhood pressing against me, tempting me. The stimulation gradually drove me to lose my mind. I really wanted to go further; it had been so long since I'd properly enjoyed the intoxicating pleasure he brought me. But the last shred of reason told me we were on the street, and passersby could walk by at any moment. I couldn't hope for more. This was enough; I had to endure it. As if he knew my thoughts and was deliberately trying to antagonize me, he kissed my breasts even more frantically, his hands kneading them forcefully. His other hand had somehow slipped down and was rubbing my vulva. This bastard, was he trying to kill me? Whatever, so what if he saw it? "Fine, I'll just enjoy it and let it go," I thought as I pushed him away and tried to pull down my pants. "Yongsheng, give it to me, I want you," I invited him with heavy breathing. Suddenly, a ray of light shone on the opposite wall. Oh my god, I instantly snapped back to reality. I pushed him away and frantically tried to zip up my pants. He quickly helped me straighten my clothes and followed behind me. After a few steps, I saw a car speeding past on the main road. It turned out no one was coming. My heart, which had been pounding in my throat, slowly calmed down. I continued walking, my underwear still damp. As we walked, he suddenly hugged me from behind. "Just a little longer, okay
?
I miss you so much, just a little while," he pleaded softly. My tense heart melted instantly. I couldn't refuse, I didn't want to. I turned around and hugged him tightly, and we kissed passionately. Perhaps knowing we didn't have much time, he kissed my lips, eyes, and ears haphazardly, and then, without warning, moved to kiss my breasts. The lust that had just subsided was easily rekindled, burning even more wildly and uncontrollably than before. We kissed frantically, and his hand once again slipped into my already soaked vagina, my panties already wet with fluids that had run down my thighs. The low moans that escaped my lips were no longer muffled, but deep, heavy groans. I couldn't hold back anymore; the emptiness and itching in my vagina had tormented me to the point of losing all reason.

"I can't take it anymore, it's so itchy, so uncomfortable, fuck me, please?"
I whispered in his ear, then turned around. I saw a narrow corner nearby, just big enough for two people to stand in. Even if someone came, they wouldn't see us quickly. I figured it was a manure storage area. I didn't care what was next to me anymore. I pulled down my pants, braced myself against the wall with one hand, and with the other, grabbed his already erect penis and tried to shove it into my vagina. His already rock-hard penis slid in smoothly under my guidance. At that moment, I no longer felt empty; that primal feeling of satisfaction made me let out a long sigh. Before I could recover from that feeling, the heat below began its rapid, mechanical movements. That rapid friction awakened the joy in every nerve in my body. Then, again and again, I couldn't breathe, couldn't moan, couldn't shout; I could only gasp for air. I felt like I was about to fly to the clouds. He didn't care about any fancy techniques like "nine shallow
thrusts
and one deep thrust," just a piston-like, relentless pumping motion, each stroke pushing to the very bottom. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I couldn't help but cry out. My low moans filled the alley, along with his muffled groans and the sounds of slapping. We were making love like dogs in the wild. Because my vagina had released so much fluid, the thrusting felt incredibly smooth, bringing wave after wave of pleasure.
"
Harder, faster, I want you," I murmured incoherently. I felt my vagina being completely conquered by his huge cock once again. With each rapid thrust of that hot rod, a wave of pleasure surged from deep within my vagina, growing stronger and stronger. "Ah, ah, Yongsheng, harder, fuck me to death!" I cried out uncontrollably. Hearing my moans, he thrust even harder.

"Fuck me hard, fuck me, my pussy is so itchy, hurry up and fuck me, Yongsheng, your cock feels so good inside me!"

Immediately, I felt an explosive pleasure rushing through my body, and I felt a dizzy sensation. I straightened my legs and stuck my butt out to welcome his big cock even more actively. I hadn't felt this excited in a long time. "Yongsheng, oh baby, it's so deep, I'm going to die, I can't take it anymore!" I moaned happily.

"Yongsheng, faster, faster, I'm about to climax! You're so amazing, husband, I love you! You're so good at fucking me, it feels so good, much better than what he did to me!" I moaned like a slut, the sound of my own moans stimulating every nerve. Suddenly, I felt my vagina tighten, and in an instant, it felt like I was on cloud nine. My mind went blank, I was overwhelmed with pleasure. I knew I had been fucked to orgasm again. I swallowed hard, the pleasure spreading through my body in an instant, the surging pleasure intensifying. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, it felt like the whole world consisted only of our bodies being filled together.

He was panting heavily, his buttocks still thrusting violently forward. I could tell from his even thicker, harder penis that he was about to ejaculate. I wanted it to end quickly too, so I encouraged him, saying, "Baby, please, cum inside, okay?" "Okay," he replied, deepening his thrusts. "I want to fuck you forever. You're so good. Let me fuck you a little longer. It feels so good, I'm going to cum, oh!" "Mmm, so good." It wasn't easy for me to see him, and it was even rarer to be able to make love like this in the street. The excitement, tension, and madness were all mixed together, making it easy for me to give in to him. If he liked it, so be it. I hadn't felt this good in a long time. I wanted to be his woman forever, to be fucked by him forever. His penis gave me the most pleasure, a pleasure that came from the very core of my being... The sound of a car horn started again. It pulled me back to reality, startling me so much that I straightened up and pulled up my pants. He hurriedly put his penis back in, and we walked out of the blind spot as if nothing had happened. The car had already passed. Having already orgasmed twice, I felt a little unsteady on my feet. I walked a few steps while holding onto the wall, and then he hugged me again, saying he wanted to penetrate me a couple more times. I was scared, so I refused. He kept holding on to me, and I had no choice but to pull down my pants again. This time, I didn't even use my hands. He guided his penis and thrust it all the way in. My vagina was suddenly filled, and I sighed with satisfaction. However, having already orgasmed twice, I didn't have much lust left. He was full of enthusiasm and grabbed my buttocks, thrusting wildly. Before he could ejaculate, someone with a flashlight passed by on the main road, and we pulled up our pants again. This time, we didn't dare to do anything reckless.

After walking for a while, I said I'd leave you here. He watched me slowly disappear at the other end of the road. On my way home, someone took out papaVC flowers to set off. I stopped to watch for a moment and then continued walking. When I was less than a hundred meters from home, I suddenly felt something like a stone or something similar. I felt a jolt down my back. I thought it was probably the papaVC flowers and didn't pay much attention. After getting home, I put the medicine on the table, went to the bathroom to clean up the vaginal discharge, changed my underwear, and then watched TV with everyone again. While watching TV, I was still thinking about how I had been fucked to the point of death just a second ago, but now I was acting like a pure young woman, completely nonchalant. Actually, if I looked down and smelled it, I could still smell a hint of eroticism...

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