[Fix the computer, then fix her]

Because I always helped my friends fix their computers, I gradually became known as a computer expert among them, and

they would come to me to fix minor problems. That day, I was at home chatting online with a

girl I'd known for four years. We were exchanging flirtatious remarks on video, and I encouraged her to take her clothes off.

Watching the small image on the screen, seeing her breasts being rubbed by her small hands, I felt incredibly aroused. But distance

couldn't quench immediate thirst. After she showed me her whole body, she put her clothes back on. Although I was still incredibly

aroused , I could only relieve myself with my own hands. Suddenly, I got a phone call: "Hey little brother, do you have time today?

My computer is broken, can you come and fix it?"

It was an older woman calling, someone I knew through a friend. To be honest, I was a little reluctant to go; I felt empty

inside , but I didn't want to refuse. "No problem, I'll be right there."

I'd been to her house twice before, both times to fix her computer. There wasn't anything wrong with it, just some QQ

malfunctions, installing software, installing a webcam, and stuff like that. Last time I installed a camera for her, she treated me to a meal at her house. Her excessive

enthusiasm made me feel very uncomfortable; she seemed afraid I wouldn't eat enough, piling all the food into my bowl. It's

lunchtime , looks like I'll have to eat at her place again.

When I arrived at her house, I rang the doorbell, and her pretty figure flashed before my eyes. To be honest, she really is very

beautiful ; looking at her now, just over 30, you can imagine how outstanding she must have been in her youth. Today she was dressed casually,

and I could see her rounded breasts through her pajamas. My heart hadn't yet recovered from the desire I'd just felt, and I was aroused again

.

We went into the room, and she turned on the computer. I asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Look..." She opened QQ for me. I logged in, and everything seemed fine, which puzzled me. "Click on the

chat scene," I said. I saw a name prominently displayed—"Sex." I chuckled to myself, thinking, "She must have been

chatting with some online friend and this scene automatically downloaded." I logged into my QQ account and sent a scene chat.

Two scenes of people having sex appeared on the screen. I looked back at her; she was already blushing.

"I don't know how this appeared. Delete it for me. It keeps popping up when I chat with others,

" she said. "You have to delete it no matter what," she added at the end.

I knew what was going on,

but I didn't say anything. "This isn't easy to delete," I said deliberately.

"You do it first, I'm going to cook," she said, wiggling her hips as she left.

I opened her message manager to see what she was chatting about. She didn't have many friends, and I quickly found her

online husband, whom she often chatted with. Wow! He's really something. They talked very intimately, including kissing, hugging, and having sex.

This woman is really open-minded; she dares to say anything.

There were even photos of that guy online. He's not handsome at all, at least not as handsome as me.

I searched my computer thoroughly, and in the temporary images of the videos, I found something good. They were photos of her,

taken by herself. There were about ten photos in total, and four of them were nude. Her exposed body and sexy movements

immediately caught my eye, and I sent the photos to my email.

This woman was incredibly slutty. Last time I taught her how to take photos, she actually tried it herself,

even taking nude pictures. It's a pity she didn't know they'd be saved in temporary files.

I quickly cleaned up her computer, deleting everything that needed to be deleted. I knew her goal was to prevent

her husband from discovering her privacy, but unfortunately, I found out everything.

"Let's eat first," she said as she came in.

While eating, I admired her. She was really good-looking, with big breasts, a round bottom, and her face was undeniably

beautiful, though she had a few wrinkles around her eyes.

"Hey little brother, when your brother-in-law comes back tomorrow, you need to clean up all that stuff on my computer. You have to teach

me how to delete it myself later."

"Mmm...mmm..." I smiled knowingly.

Her husband was often away on business trips, sometimes for months or even half a year at a time, leaving her alone at home with the child.

These past few days, the child had been sent to his grandmother's house.

"You'd better get this sorted out for me, or he'll kill me when he gets back and sees it!" she said fiercely, but

I figured it wouldn't be that serious. I'd only seen a picture of her husband; he looked very quiet, thin, and wore

glasses . I guessed even if he stayed home all the time, he couldn't satisfy this slut; maybe he deliberately asked to go out and do business.

After we'd eaten and drunk our fill, I fiddled with her computer, showing her how to delete chat history, etc. My

arm kept brushing against her full breasts, so big and soft, even more clearly visible through her clothes.

It made me distracted, and I would intentionally or unintentionally touch that area.

"Oops!" I accidentally knocked over the webcam. She rushed to steady it, but tripped and fell on

top , but ended up grabbing my already erect penis.

I was already embarrassed by my erection and didn't dare move, but now she had it right there. My head was pressed

against her chest, and my mouth was just a hair's breadth away from that soft mound. My hands were a mix of supporting and embracing. I wrapped my arms around

her waist and buried my face in her chest. We remained locked in a tense standoff; I didn't know what she was thinking, and I was a little worried she

'd embarrass me .

But I didn't hear her voice, only felt her body writhing. I preferred her hands to be gentle and direct.

My hands climbed up to her breasts, exploring those large, firm mounds. I stole a glance at her; she was

looking at me too, her eyes sparkling.

The pent-up emotions of the day finally subsided. My hands became more agile, stroking and kneading, half-pushing,

half- yielding, I pushed her onto the bed.

My hands slipped inside her clothes. "Little brother," she said, her voice tinged with resistance. I didn't care;

my hands had already broken through, touching real flesh. That large, soft mass was irresistible. I

touched and kneaded, still not satisfied, I lifted her clothes and put my mouth to suckle. Her red nipples were already hard.

I took them into my mouth and sucked hard, making her moan and groan. She tried to push my head away with both hands, but I

couldn't.

I don't even know how I managed to release her clothes. When I regained some clarity, I was already inside

her tight, wet vagina. Even after childbirth, her vagina wasn't loose. My penis pounded inside her,

making her moan loudly.

Young women are so good; they know how to moan and move, how to please. Her moans fueled my desire, and my...

My penis raged unrestrainedly inside her body. I wanted to conquer this slut, and to conquer her, I needed to be persistent and powerful.

I deliberately suppressed my boiling desire, unleashing all my potential, and fucked her hard. Her cunt

was wonderful, constantly flowing with fluid, making a wet, squelching sound below.

I tried a few different positions, and she complied with each one, clearly completely immersed in this

sinful temptation. My penis had already made her intoxicated. I thrust hard, my hands gripping her full

breasts, imagining myself holding the reins, riding a steed, galloping across a vast grassland.

I fucked her, and she cried out. Suddenly, a strong contraction, I felt my penis expand considerably, and she seemed

to sense it too, her vagina tightening, letting out a loud, wild, and lewd cry. Amidst the cries, I could no longer

stop, ejaculating streams of semen into her cunt.

After resting on the bed for a while, she finally opened her mouth: "You bad boy, you even bully me!" It was a

coquettish tone, tinged with satisfaction and happiness.

"Am I good?" I grabbed her breast, gently rubbing it.

She lay relaxed on the bed, letting the semen flow from her vagina onto the sheets, her eyes closed, seemingly still

savoring the moment .

I also felt very tired, my body feeling comfortable and relaxed after releasing, and I really wanted to sleep. I dozed off like this

for a long time , then suddenly woke up and put on my clothes. She also hurriedly got up, dressed, and quickly changed the sheets

.

"I'm leaving," I said, looking at her.

"Come on, I'm going to take a shower," she said, her hair disheveled, her face still showing a satisfied shyness.

As I was leaving, I grabbed her breast again, and she slapped my hand away, "Not enough yet?"

"Not enough, never enough, when will your computer break down again?"

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