Mature female owner of an internet cafe

Back in 2000, internet cafes were incredibly popular in our area, always packed with people. Waiting for a computer could be quite long. Plus, internet cafe regulations weren't as strict then, so they sprang up like mushrooms after rain, taking root in every corner of the city.

As for me? My favorite was "E-mei Internet Cafe." Reason one: all the machines were new. Reason two: good service. Reason three: the owner was so attractive! She was a woman in her mid-thirties, unmarried, who had opened the internet cafe with her boyfriend. This woman was tall, with long, jet-black hair, fair skin, and small but always firm breasts. Most stunning of all were her legs (I'd never thought women's legs could attract me before): long, fair, and slender.

And her boyfriend—I really couldn't compliment him; I even felt inferior to myself. But compared to him, I felt like a prince! So I was determined to have a go at this internet cafe owner. Firstly, to make my dream come true, and secondly, to build my self-confidence (in fact, many men gain their confidence from women first).

So I spent almost every day at that internet cafe. After observing for a while, I noticed that the owner particularly enjoyed working the night shift. Another thing was that there were often men like me who stayed up all night there, and they would often invite her to eat grilled fish across the street (as mentioned before, this is a local specialty), and they would eat for a long time. Actually, everyone tacitly agreed to invite her out to eat; they were all just looking to take advantage of her. It seemed like the owner was happy to do so.

Honestly, I think even when men and women are having affairs, there's always a preordained connection. At that time, the local power bureau was maintaining the city's power grid equipment, and to avoid disrupting the normal lives of residents, they often conducted midnight operations.

One night, I was staying up all night on an email platform when the power suddenly went out at midnight. The internet cafe was in chaos; everyone was yelling about paying to go home. I thought I'd wait until everyone else left before paying.

After everyone else left, when I went to pay, the proprietress, while giving me change, said, "It's so dark, I'm scared. Will you stay with me for a while? You can use the internet for free when the power comes back on." I had just started work then, and I'm at an age where I hate going home. I readily agreed. We played cards and talked about our internet adventures under the dim yellow light of the emergency lamp. Actually, I was quite lustful, because the proprietress had already closed the door, and it was just the two of us in the internet cafe. Looking at her beautiful legs and perky breasts, I really wanted to pounce on her and have my way with her.

But my biggest worry was that her boyfriend would suddenly come over when the power was out, and that would ruin everything.

If she disagreed and made a scene, wouldn't I lose my job? (I was so young then, haha).

I suppressed my lust and used my thoughts to explore her body. My heart seemed to have already touched her breasts, and my mind had already penetrated her vagina. Comrades, I don't know if you've ever experienced this, but it's a mix of excitement and helplessness, like a hundred claws tearing at your heart, yet you have to restrain yourself. We were chatting when I mentioned a friend who recently came to my internet cafe. She asked me if I'd slept with that woman. I said no, I can't just mess around. She said, "You think you're playing with her now? Maybe she wants to play with you too?" Haha, for this woman to say something like that, she must want me to sleep with her.

It's the first time I've met such a blunt woman! Haha, this is going to be interesting! At this point, I was confident, knowing the real show was about to begin, and I could finally have my way with the landlady I'd been wanting to sleep with for so long. I put down my cards and said, "Playing cards with two people is so boring, I'm done." She asked, "Then what are we going to do?" I said, "Are you planning to stay here all night?

Want to go out and have some fun?" She said, "Okay, you have to treat me to something."

I said, "How about this, I'll take you on my bike, we'll go swimming at the reservoir, and we'll grab something to eat on the way back." (What a blunder! I only wanted to take her out for a bit of fun before sleeping with her, but I forgot the reservoir is almost an hour's bike ride from here.) Arriving at the reservoir, well, let's just say the water was freezing cold even in the early morning summer, making my little brother shrink (frustrated). Bored, I quickly went ashore to find a food stall to warm up. It was almost dawn, so there was no way to go back! Poor me, I missed this perfect opportunity!

As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait. (Not that the more times you wait, the better). Last time I went back, I was sick for a few days, coughing incessantly, but I still couldn't forget that charming landlady, so I maintained my fine tradition of not giving up despite minor injuries, continuing to hold my ground and wait for my chance.

As mentioned before, even when men and women are having an affair, there's always a preordained connection. Just like last time, the power went out again. Even an idiot like me wouldn't give up this opportunity. Everyone else had left, so I went over and said, "I won't pay you, I'll treat you to something to eat." She said okay.

We went to a secluded food stall to drink and eat (this time we had stewed pigeon, which is said to be good for your health).

I said it was so hot and I wanted to go home and take a shower, did you want to take a shower too? He was naturally happy to, we already understood each other perfectly. So we went to my little dormitory together (I'm sorry, I don't actually have a bathroom here), I carried two buckets of water and said to make do, I helped her take off her clothes, I was dizzy, really dizzy, I was so dizzy!

Her breasts were so small, and they were even sagging. But since she was already there, I still had to do the proper things, I helped her shower (nothing more), and then carried her to my cute little wooden bed. Her flesh was a bit loose, probably from being fucked a lot. I grabbed her two small breasts with one hand (because they were small) and kneaded them together, while the other hand roamed all over her body, and of course, my mouth was also open, gently kissing her earlobe, her forehead, her lips, and her neck. Her hands immediately began to caress my dear little brother, which was already hard, becoming even more erect. Her slow, skillful manipulation made me realize I'd met a master. So I turned to the side, placing her hands on my back. I was genuinely afraid she'd make me ejaculate before I even finished.

I steadied myself, slowly sliding down, kissing her pubic hair and clitoris. Actually, I was also glancing at her vulva from time to time. Damn, this place was adorable—thick labia, thick pubic hair, and a little bluish fluid flowing from inside. It looked almost unreal. I licked her vulva, seeing no sign of her moaning or groaning, her breasts not hardening, yet I already desperately wanted to penetrate her. "Just hold on a little longer!" I told myself. I continued to tease her, inserting my tongue into her vulva, while using one hand to rub around it. I even moved two fingers in and out of her vulva. Damn! Finally, she started wiggling her hips, thrusting upwards and teasing my fingers.

At that moment, I felt like a man battling an enemy, calm and collected. I moved my body upwards, inserting my tongue—which I'd used to lick her vulva—into her mouth, stirring it around. My hands, of course, didn't stop, continuing to thrust in and out of her vulva

. She sucked on my tongue with incredibly skillful technique, her hands gripping my waist tightly. It was my turn to attack. I pressed my body against her, my mouth still moving, my hands caressing her breasts, and my throbbing penis hovering around the outside of her vulva. Those of you with experience know that by this point, her vulva was already overflowing, but I patiently held back, knowing she'd eventually guide it in with her hand. Haha, sure enough, she used her hand to guide my penis into her vulva, and I went along with it. She immediately hugged my waist, seemingly wanting me to thrust into her a few more times to vent her frustration. Haha, I pulled my penis out again! She grabbed my penis again and tried to put it in, but I pulled it out again. I just wouldn't go in, haha, I'm going to drive you crazy, haha. She opened her eyes and glared at me: Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'm leaving. I said, "Don't rush me, take it slow." She said, "I'm so impatient, put it in, put it in closer!" Haha, I had to put it in, otherwise it would be too much. I thrust my hips forward.

Damn! It felt so good. Her pussy was so wet and soft, so plump, gripping my penis so well. It felt amazing. I thrust into her a few times, and wow, she actually moaned! She even moaned "Ahhhhh!" With a woman like that, it's impossible not to feel good. I was so excited, I kept thrusting, and she kept moaning. My cute little wooden bed even creaked along with her. Unfortunately, I was too tired to keep going. It was hot, there was no air conditioning, and the intense activity had left me exhausted. But I couldn't stop, and I didn't want to stop—that would be embarrassing. I took out my beloved "comrade," lay flat on the bed, and pulled her onto me. Hehe! She understood what I meant!

She wrapped her warm pussy around my penis from top to bottom, her two small breasts swaying in front of me, her black hair flying left and right. I couldn't help but grab her breasts, rubbing them in accordance with her movements, my waist thrusting against her pussy in rhythm with hers. My penis inside felt the pressure from her vagina at all times. What a plump pussy! Every part of her was rubbing against my penis. Her hazy eyes revealed the torment of desire, and her loud moans filled the room. After adjusting my body, I laid her flat on the bed again and thrust into her powerfully with the classic doggy style. This time, there was a gurgling sound. Her pussy tightened under my powerful thrusts, and her love juices kept overflowing during the thrusting. She kept responding to my thrusts, moaning, her thighs taut and tighter.

I really couldn't take it anymore, and a hot stream squeezed out, shooting into her vagina. And she, our internet cafe owner, hadn't reached her climax yet. I continued to writhe pitifully inside her with my increasingly emaciated little brother, while simultaneously freeing my right hand to insert into her vagina, forcefully stirring it inside (how embarrassing). Fortunately, after a few thrusts, she let out a scream, her whole body trembled, and her vagina twitched a couple of times. Hehe, she finally finished. I

lay down flat, wrapped my arms around her neck so both hands could grasp her breasts, and gently caressed her. "Is it comfortable? "

"Not bad!" "

You know what? We've been doing this for over an hour! If you don't climax soon, I can't help it!" "

Yeah! I don't know how it works! It's usually hard to reach climax! Last time, xxx (who also frequents internet cafes) and I were both doing it, and I only reached climax at the very end. I don't know what they did!"

At this moment, I thought of her not-so-great boyfriend and asked her: "Is it okay when you and your boyfriend have sex?" "

He rarely does this, and he's not very good at it. He always just goes straight for me, it's not fun, hehe. Can't you teach him properly?" "He'll get better with time!" "I

'm not saying anything more! I'm going to sleep for a while!" We still had to go to the internet cafe! We couldn't let anyone steal our computers!

So we fell asleep in each other's arms. Around four o'clock, as dawn broke, we went to the internet cafe together.

We hadn't even started yet! It was boring, so I started touching her breasts and legs again. They were back to that soft, yielding state. As I touched them, my penis got hard again, and we did it again. After resting for a while, I left. In the days that followed, I still frequently went to her internet cafe! Sometimes, late at night, I would sit on the sofa where she rested, and when no one was around, I would touch her. When I got aroused, we would go to the bathroom together and touch her vulva. Sometimes, when I was online, she would often stand behind me and casually rub her breasts against my back! This went on for about six months. I heard that many men who frequented that internet cafe had slept with her. I told a good friend about it, and he also found an opportunity to sleep with her. Afterwards, we both thought that the owner was good in bed, but lacked human warmth. After I bought my own computer, I rarely went to that internet cafe anymore! But I know that the men who go to that internet cafe will experience something similar to what happened to me in the future!

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