[My Story with the Internet Cafe Owner]

Internet cafes, needless to say, everyone knows they're places to go online. But what I'm about to tell you,

hehe , is a double-edged sword, let me tell you slowly.

Although my hometown is a small town, there are three internet cafes, but only

one of them is doing really well.

Why? Well, the owner is beautiful. To be honest, she really is

beautiful. She's in her early thirties, but since women keep their age a secret, I didn't dare ask. She's tall

and slender, but her figure is definitely somewhere between plump and slim, with a round bottom and perky breasts. Her

face is pretty, an oval face, and it's not white, it's pink. She always smiles a lot when she talks.

Let me tell you about her husband. He's a salesman, but he rarely goes out. Everyone

knows that with such a beautiful wife at home, it's hard to leave her alone, especially since he's not good-looking and

nearsighted. He's probably over forty. So why did the proprietress marry him?

I heard from others that when she was young, she was overly flirtatious and eventually became quite famous,

making it difficult to find a man. She married him through an introduction, and their relationship was good. They had

a child and lived a peaceful life.

Then they opened an internet cafe. More people started using her place, and many men made advances towards her. Hehe, I

was very lucky. From initially getting to know her, gradually becoming familiar, to finally sleeping with her, it took

almost three months. I'll tell you the story slowly.

When I first started going to her internet cafe, my initial impression of the owner was that she was definitely not a respectable woman. Her

eyes seemed to leer at people. Her husband was quite thin, and I wondered if he couldn't satisfy her –

a thought that only became clear later.

I went to her place to use the internet regularly, and over time, we became familiar. I often used the internet there at night, and

sometimes I'd notice her husband wasn't home. I'd ask, "Auntie, where's your husband? " She'd reply,

"My husband went out of town on business yesterday and won't be back tonight."

I'd say, "That's unusual! Your husband is usually home, so why would he leave you alone at home?"

The proprietress said, "What's the big deal? We're an old married couple, no one's going to bother us if we keep her at home."

I blurted out, "Really? The proprietress is so pretty and delicate, no one's bothered by

her ?" She blushed and said, "Get lost, you're just a kid. We can't talk to you." I was speechless

. I'm in my twenties, and she calls me a kid? I know this can't be rushed; it has to be done slowly. I'll

try to talk to her a bit more often, maybe crack a joke. Her husband rarely goes out on business; he's

basically at home with her every night. I'm a little... I was so annoyed.

In the summer, the internet cafe got so hot; the fans weren't strong enough. So I took my clothes

off . And I'm not kidding, though my muscles aren't exactly supermodel-like,

they're definitely bigger than Bruce Lee's.

I spend an hour and a half at the gym every day, so when I first went shirtless in the internet cafe

, the owner stared at me for a long time before finally saying, "You always look so thin, I didn't expect you to be

so muscular when you're naked."

I asked her, "Am I older than you?" "He's so much stronger than me,"

the landlady said. "That deadbeat, he's as skinny as a matchstick, what good is he?" Hearing this, I knew her husband was

useless . But I didn't know how to make a move. I couldn't be too blatant; what

if she wasn't interested? I'd be in trouble. Although I often teased her with jokes, I'd never actually laid a hand on her

. But opportunities were slowly coming my way.

One night, I went to their house to use the internet. Around ten o'clock... The internet cafe was

almost , and the proprietress, wearing a red dress, sat next to me surfing the internet. As fewer and fewer people left, my

mind started racing.

Suddenly, I felt something on my foot. It was summer, so everyone was wearing slippers. I didn't dare look down,

but it turned out the proprietress had put her foot on mine. My heart pounded. She kept it there for about twenty seconds. I didn't

say anything , and then she took her foot off.

That's when I spoke up, "Proprietress, is your husband not home again tonight?" "Yes, he..." "He's out again.

He can't make money doing business from home. I had to coax him out. He earns

more doing business outside," the landlady said. "So I'll be alone again tonight," I laughed and said, "It's okay, I'll get

used to it." Then I went downstairs. I was alone upstairs. I heard the landlady's husband wasn't home, so I

started thinking about what to do next. I racked my brains for a long time but couldn't come up with a good plan.

Just then, the landlady came back upstairs, and the scent of Safeguard soap wafted into my nose. It turned out the landlady had gone down

to take a shower and changed into a black dress. The dress was sheer, and I could see her red underwear and

white bra underneath. Wow, it made my nose bleed! The internet cafe was empty except for the landlady and me. I

didn't dare do anything out of line and continued chatting online.

Then the landlady sat down next to me again and started surfing the internet. A little while later, she put her foot on mine again. This time,

I understood—the landlady was testing me. I immediately put my other foot on her lap. She had just

finished showering her body... She was quite nimble.

Seeing she didn't react, I put my hand on her thigh too. Then she spoke, "Wait a minute, I

'll close the door. You can stay here all night." My God, I was incredibly excited! This was clearly an invitation to spend the night

here ! My heart was pounding. A little while later, she came upstairs and said, "You can go to the internet cafe outside.

I'm going to sleep." (It should be noted that her child was sleeping downstairs.) I said, "Okay, you

sleep . I'll play a little longer." Then she went inside.

How could I sit still? Ah, I turned around to look, and realized her door wasn't closed. Haha, this was a hint

for me to come in! I immediately went into her room. She was already down to her bra and panties.

When she saw me come in, she pretended to be innocent and asked, "What are you doing in here? I'm going to sleep." Damn it, I thought to myself, "

You clearly let me in, why are you pretending?" But I didn't say it aloud. I said, "It's so dark, I can't go back, and

going online tiring. I'll just sleep here." She readily agreed, "Okay, but don't move around too much." I said, "You..."

"Don't worry, I'm still a kid," I said, then stripped naked and got into bed.

As soon as I got in, I reached out and touched her breasts. She covered them with her hand, so I touched her

vulva . She covered that too. I then touched her nipples with my hand, and even though there were

panties between our bodies, I could still feel her vulva. With my combined efforts, I could feel it getting wet even through

her panties . At this point, she wasn't resisting at all.

The opportunity had arrived. I took off her bra and then her panties. She smelled wonderful after her shower.

To be honest, I really like the scent of Safeguard. I immediately started kissing her from the lips, kissing for a while,

then moved my lips to her nipples. Her nipples weren't very big, but her breasts were firm, and they felt wonderful. I moved down

her nipples , to her stomach, her lower abdomen, and then to her thighs.

I could clearly feel her body tensing up, and the flow of water in her vulva was increasing. Now was the

perfect time to lick her vulva, so I plunged my mouth into it. The water tasted a little salty, but

not at all fishy. She probably used Safeguard soap there while showering. I like

a slightly fishy smell, but she didn't, which was a little disappointing, but it didn't affect my mood.

I continued licking her vulva, using my tongue to separate her already parted labia and clean them again, licking them from top to bottom

once more.

Then I squeezed my tongue into a ball and inserted it into her vagina. By this time, she was already panting, her face flushed,

and she didn't say a word, only occasionally letting out a soft "hmm." I knew she was holding back

because her child was sleeping downstairs. However, when I bit her clitoris with my tongue, her body

suddenly tensed up,

and she let out a soft moan. I felt a heat in my mouth. She was leaking again. Wow, it was milky white and thick. If you added some sugar, it would be

similar , very refreshing. At this moment, my little brother was already standing there. I wanted her to lick it, but

I felt it wasn't appropriate because I hadn't gone home and hadn't showered yet, and my penis would definitely smell. So I just grabbed

my little brother and rubbed it back and forth outside her vagina. After only a few rubs, she objected. First she groaned, not letting

me rub against her outside, then she pinched me—damn, it hurt so much.

I knew she wanted me inside, so I deliberately didn't, just put my penis at the entrance of her vagina. She

felt , and tried to push my penis in by thrusting her body towards me. I deliberately pulled back a little,

and she got angry, stood up, and pinned me down on the bed in a lotus position.

I lay on the bed, my penis erect, and she slowly squatted down. Her vagina was already soaking wet, and with

the lubrication of her vaginal fluid, it felt very comfortable to enter her body. It was a little tight and warm. She slowly started moving up and down

, and with each rise and fall, her movements became faster and faster, and her moans grew louder.

After about two minutes, she groaned and lay on top of me, saying she couldn't do it anymore. I felt... I knew she was

wet from my penis and wanted to lie down and relax, but I wasn't about to let her go.

I got up and mounted her, straddling her and spreading her legs so she could sit on the edge of the bed. This way, I

could penetrate her completely. With each thrust, there was only the sound of wetness and

the slapping of my penis against her flesh. Her eyes were very glazed; I knew she was

in a daze . I was even more thrilled. Although I was sweating from exhaustion,

I kept going at it, not wanting to miss a beat.

After about ten minutes, I felt this position wasn't good, so I asked what position she preferred. She said anything was fine,

as comfortable. I noticed how round and smooth her buttocks were, so I said, "Let's do it from behind." She turned around,

placed her hands on the edge of the bed, and stood on the floor. I made her clench her buttocks, which made it even tighter when I penetrated her, because

only tightness could produce pleasure. With a soft "whoosh," my penis entered her vagina.

I started thrusting wildly, feeling this was my final push. I had to completely

conquer her, because if I conquered her tonight, not only could I go online for free, but

I could . Thinking of this, I worked incredibly hard.

She cooperated perfectly, her buttocks pressing against my penis. I thrust forward, and she thrust her buttocks back, each

thrust powerful. I could feel she was very hungry, so I asked her, "Doesn't your husband usually have sex with you?" "

Yes, " she said weakly. "His penis is useless, short and soft." I chuckled inwardly. "No wonder

you're so hungry. Does my penis feel good when it's with you?" "Yes, I like you like this, strong

and thick-necked. I like you to fuck me hard." Hearing this, I thrust even harder.

The sounds of impact were no longer the usual "slap slap," but a softer, more forceful sound. Sometimes, during the thrusting,

I could hear air escaping from her vagina, probably because the thrusting was too fast, drawing air in

. The faster I thrust, the louder her moans became.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat down my back, slowly rushing through my brain and reaching my penis. I knew I

was about to ejaculate. I yelled, "Ah! I'm going to cum!" The landlady noticed and said, "Hurry up, I'm coming too."

Damn it, the words had barely left her lips when I ejaculated. It felt incredibly good

. I was about to lie on top of her and rest for a while

when she started cursing, "I told you to hold on a little longer, and you came! No, I almost climaxed! Damn it, I

couldn't hold back!" Before my penis went soft, I thrust in and out another thirty or forty times. Finally, she groaned, straightened

her body , and collapsed onto the bed.

Damn, every man knows that after ejaculating, nobody wants to move an inch. But to completely conquer her,

I still thrust 30 or 40 times afterward, which exhausted me. I collapsed on top of her,

feeling amazing. My penis was still inside her vagina, and I could clearly feel it contracting and squeezing it

, making it a little sore. I couldn't help but admire her strong vaginal contractions. My penis

remained inside her, warm and wet, and with our bodies pressed together, it soon

became hard again.

I slowly thrust in and out, about a dozen times, until it was fully erect. She was still enjoying her first

orgasm , so I launched an even more intense attack.

Since it was my second erection, I adopted a high-speed strategy this time, increasing the frequency of my thrusts every minute...

Around 140 or 150 thrusts, she went completely wild, screaming and groaning.

In the dead of night, her cries carried far, which scared me. I put something in her mouth,

but it didn't work; she just kept moaning. So I covered her mouth with mine.

With my rapid thrusting, I lost count, but it probably lasted only about five minutes before I was

exhausted Just as I was about to stop, she got up and grabbed my penis in her mouth, frantically sucking

and spitting it in and out. The wetness in her mouth made her breathing heavier.

In a rush of heat, my penis hardened, and I thrust forward—and she swallowed hundreds of thousands of sperm! But

she didn't eat them and spat them out. What a waste.

We were both lying on the bed, and I had to hold her. I know that after a woman is done, a man has to comfort her. It was

exhausting , but… It was all worth it, because we were so energetic while we were doing it, and we had to pretend to be

full of energy afterwards so she'd be completely devoted to us. I asked her when her husband was coming back, and she said, "

At the latest, a month." Oh my god, that's amazing! I can have her every night and get free internet access, it's awesome!

At this point, my mind started to wander, completely immersed in the pleasure of the orgasm. Drowsiness deepened, my breathing became heavier.

Don't think I'm just exhausted; you'd be wrong. This wolf is just too tired to handle, and I'm falling asleep…

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