A beautiful young woman lives next door

I was seconded to Kunshan, mainland China for three years. After leaving the company, I returned to my warm home. Why was there a waist-high shoe cabinet by my front door? I didn't remember seeing it when I was on leave six months ago. It was probably placed there by the new neighbors across the street . I rang the doorbell, but no one answered. I assumed no one was home and didn't think much of it for a few days.

One afternoon, while tending to my potted plants on the balcony, I heard someone open the door across the street. I immediately opened my door to tell them about the shoe cabinet, but the person was gone. A little annoyed, I rang the doorbell again. After a while, I heard a child's voice. The door opened, and suddenly my annoyance vanished. The woman who answered looked to be about 30 years old, with a fair complexion and a smile that made her already small eyes even smaller. She greeted me softly and gently. I smiled back and mentioned the shoe cabinet. She quickly apologized and indicated she would move it immediately.

I watched as she coaxed the child inside, then slipped on her slippers and stepped out. Although she was wearing a casual t-shirt and long sweatpants, an aura emanated from her, and I was momentarily captivated. Then I snapped back to reality and saw her swaying her delicate body, her slender hands trying to move the shoe cabinet. I went over, taking up all the space in front of the cabinet, and moved it for her.

"Since you weren't home, I felt bad moving your things myself. I'm so sorry," I said.

"No, it's not that we're sorry, we took up space in front of your door," she said, blushing even more.

"Did you just move here?" I asked.

"Yes!" "I haven't seen you before," she asked politely.

"Because we were in mainland China before, but now we want to go back to Taiwan for work."

"Oh, I see." That ended our first encounter.

Because I took on some cases while looking for a job, I spent most of my time working from home. During this time, I ran into the mother across the street quite often, and of course, I would take every opportunity to chat with her. Over time, we naturally became more and more familiar. She graduated with a law degree, but due to her personality, she quit her job after working at the court for a while to stay home and take care of her child full-time. Although she was two years older than me, I always called her Mrs. Chen.

One day at noon, the doorbell rang. I went to answer the door. "Mr. Song, I've noticed you often go out to buy lunchboxes. I just happened to make some extra dumplings today,

so why don't you come over and have some?" "Oh, Mrs. Chen, I really can't accept that."

"It's alright, come over whenever you have some free time." Of course, I was just politely declining; I was definitely going to go.

When I entered the house, it was fairly tidy, but there were always some toys scattered on the floor. Looking at her child, she seemed to be only two years old, a daughter. That noon, we chatted while eating dumplings, and we became increasingly familiar with each other. It turned out her husband often traveled to mainland China for work; these days, many Taiwanese people's jobs are related to the mainland. And so, another afternoon of getting to know each other better came to an end. After that, whenever I saw her taking her daughter to the park on my way home after having coffee nearby, I would go over and sit down to chat with her, so we became quite close.

That afternoon, I was about to go out for coffee when I saw her returning with a bunch of bags. I offered to help her carry them so she could open the door. "You're going for coffee again? Let me make you some." "Okay, sure, that saves me the trouble of going out," I replied without hesitation.

I sat on the sofa, watching her organize the things she had just bought and prepare the coffee-making tools. I stared at her intently. She was wearing very tight-fitting sweatpants that clung to her pert, fleshy buttocks, making her waistline even more pronounced. Her polo shirt was unbuttoned at the chest, revealing her prominent collarbone and her breasts, which I guessed were a C-cup. Watching her squat down and walk around, every movement was so alluring that my mind was racing. The sensory stimulation went from my brain to my body, causing a jolt in my crotch.

Because she had to go shopping and the child was being looked after by a nanny, it was just the two of us at home. We chatted on the sofa, and later we talked about her life and mine. As it got a little dark, the lights weren't on, making it feel like we were slowly drifting into a dream, at least for me. But seeing her leaning lazily against the sofa, my fantasies only grew stronger with time. Later, we ran out of things to talk about, and often just looked at each other and smiled. A sudden impulse welled up inside me.

"Mrs. Chen, you don't look like you're already a mother." "Oh, really? Thank you!" She was still leaning against the sofa, smiling slightly, looking at me softly as she answered.

"To be honest, you're very beautiful, and plus you're a wife, you must be very popular." "Because being a wife is fashionable now, so that status is a plus," I continued.

"Haha! If you say that, then you must think so too, right?" She asked directly, then looked like she'd spoken too quickly. I paused, looked at her seriously, and said, "Yes, I've always thought so."

Her gaze lingered on me, meeting mine, then she smiled but looked away without answering. I stood up, making no attempt to conceal my bulging crotch, and went to the kitchen to wash my hands. The room was a bit dim. When I returned to the living room, I sat down next to her. She looked at me with a hint of surprise, then smiled faintly. I slowly took her hand and said casually, "I can tell by the touch; you don't do housework often."

She continued to look at me and replied, "Yes.

" I turned to face her, still holding her hand, feeling her hand respond by holding mine. "You're so beautiful," I said, putting my other arm around her. She tilted her head slightly so my hand could rest on her shoulder. I slowly pulled her close, our faces touching, and kissed her cheeks, until I reached her lips. Her soft lips parted slightly. As my lips met hers, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. As she exhaled, her tongue met mine, and we shared a passionate French kiss.

Without a second thought, I directly touched her chest, abdomen, legs, and genitals through her clothes. She hugged my neck and passionately kissed me, completely showing her desire and letting me possess and violate her body. I slipped my hand inside her sweatpants, caressing her buttocks, and then pulled them down. Her slender yet shapely legs were fair and smooth, and the light pink lace low-rise seamless panties made her barely covered buttocks and genitals even more alluring. The fact that the panties were already wet around her vulva added to the temptation.

I also pulled down her top, and as soon as it was off, she leaned against me again and kissed me. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.) Her 2-cup bra made her body even more alluring. "You have such a great figure," she said, completely ignoring me, only breathing heavily. I kissed her neck and collarbone, reaching down to unhook her bra. Gazing at the loosened bra and her soft C-cup breasts, I grasped both sides of the bra with both hands and then removed it. Her small, light brown areolas and erect nipples were completely inside my mouth. I licked her nipples with the tip of my tongue, caressing them with one hand, completely possessing her breasts. My other hand also slipped inside her panties to caress... I touched her buttocks, and her panties were pulled down to her pubic bone. She put her legs on the coffee table, her private parts partially exposed, so sexy, so alluring. I took off her panties, and she kept her legs together. I stroked her lower abdomen and thighs, and at the same time, I inserted my hand into her thighs, stroking the inside of her thighs. She slightly opened her legs, and then I directly stroked her clitoris with my fingers. With my other hand, I pulled her hand to stroke my crotch. She touched it while taking off my pants, and I quickly took off my upper body and underwear, and then hugged her tightly.

Her soft, unrestrained body pressed completely against mine. I lifted her up and straddled her lap. I kissed her breasts, my erect penis rubbing against her vulva. Her vulva was so wet, it soaked my penis. Then I used my legs to prop her up, and then positioned my penis against her vulva, making her sit down. Slowly, I inserted my entire penis into her vulva. Such a tight vulva, such a wet vulva, it was clear that her body had been waiting for this for a long time. I began to push my penis into her vulva, and she also slightly twisted her hips to meet me. I thrust upwards, faster and faster. I didn't expect such a classy married woman to moan so loudly. The more I thrust, the more pleasure I felt, and the louder she moaned.

"The condoms are in the cabinet on the bathroom sink,"

I said. I carried her into the bathroom and had her sit on the vanity. I put mine on, then spread her legs and inserted my penis into her vagina. I hooked her legs and continued thrusting. She sat on the vanity, leaning against the mirror behind her, and suddenly started moaning loudly again. I thrust faster and faster, and soon she clung to me tightly, letting out a loud scream. I could feel her orgasm. At that moment, I thrust even faster, and then I slowly ejaculated. After I had completely ejaculated, our movements slowed down. Once everything stopped, I pulled out my penis and took out the condoms. "Wow! So many!" she said, her face flushed as she looked at the condoms in my hand.

"I haven't been with a woman in a long time, and you're a beautiful woman and a married woman, of course there are many," I said.

She smiled and hugged me. I carried her into the shower, turned on the tap, tested the water temperature, and then we rinsed together.

I lathered her with shower gel, watching the water wash away the bubbles, water dripping down her nipples. I couldn't resist touching her breasts again, while she stroked my penis. After washing and caressing each other for a while, I got hard again from her teasing. She knelt down, rubbed my penis, and then took it into her mouth, using her mouth to manipulate it. One hand stroked my testicles, while the other reached between my legs to caress my buttocks and anus. My penis was incredibly hard from her sucking. I pulled her up and led her to the mirror, where I saw her face and her lustful expression. I caressed her breasts and vulva from behind. Her fair skin, with veins barely visible, her smooth skin, her slender waist, and her pert buttocks made me want to possess her forever. "You look so sexy right now."

"Do you like it?"

I pressed her forward in front of the mirror. Her tender pussy was already wet from being touched so much. "Of course I like it. Let me enjoy your tight pussy again."

Then I put on a condom and inserted my penis into her pussy, which was overflowing with juices, and started thrusting. "Do you like me fucking you like this?" I asked as I thrust. "I like you fucking me like this," she said breathlessly as she looked at me in the mirror. I stroked her breasts with one hand and her buttocks with the other, thrusting faster and faster. "Is it good to be fucked by another man?" I asked passionately. "So good~" she moaned. Yin's reply:

I stroked her buttocks with both hands, thrusting faster and harder. She braced herself against the mirror, her whole body swaying back and forth as I penetrated her, her breasts swaying noticeably. Her cries, like before, grew louder and louder, filling the bathroom with the sounds of my penis entering her vagina and our cries. I thrust faster and faster, and she began to strain her whole body, screaming ecstatically, clearly reaching another orgasm. I held her tightly, thrusting into her forcefully. After she orgasmed several times, I finally ejaculated.

After showering, we went into the bedroom naked and lay on the bed. I held her as we lay down. "Ever since I first saw you, you've been the object of my sexual fantasies," I said.

She lay on my chest, caressing each other, our legs intertwined and rubbing together. "Is it because I'm a married woman?"

"You have a very elegant look, but you're also very alluring, so you look a bit slutty, plus you're a married woman." "Nonsense, that's because you have impure thoughts, that's why you think I'm slutty." "Maybe, but I didn't expect that after we slept together, I'd be even slutier."

After giving birth, because of the child, she and her husband only made love once, and that time was rushed because the baby was crying, so he hadn't enjoyed intimacy for a long time. In addition, her husband often had to travel to the mainland for business, so they hadn't had sex to their hearts' content for a long time.

While we chatted, I kept caressing her entire body, and her hands kept stroking my penis. Then, she lay down on top of me, licked my glans with her tongue, and then took my penis into her mouth. My penis became fully engorged and hard again in her mouth. I moved her body closer to me, letting her straddle my face, and I licked her vulva with my tongue. Unexpectedly, it was a little wet again. I used the tip of my tongue to tease her clitoris and labia, and then spread her vulva. It was such a pink and tender vulva. Because she had a C-section and hadn't had sex with her husband in a long time, her vulva was still very tight. I put my tongue into her vulva, licking and rubbing it inside. I started to hear her moan, and her mouth kept playing with my penis and my balls. I pressed my whole mouth against her vulva, sucking on her wet vulva. Her body moved even more, and she started moaning. Then she got up, turned around, and straddled me. I inserted my penis into her vagina, and she writhed her body in a wave-like motion, her waist twisting as she moved. I watched her sit on me, her vaginal walls rubbing against my hard penis with her slight movements, her breasts swaying gently. Her beautiful body exuded an overall lewd image. She writhed faster and faster on me, starting to scream, writhing wildly, then lay completely on top of me, her hips still undulating to tease my penis. I thrust into her vagina, and

she suddenly breathed heavily in my ear, "Is it good to fuck someone else's wife?" I answered even more forcefully, "Someone else's wife, it's really great to fuck her," "Especially someone as beautiful, with such a great figure, and so horny, it's even more fun to fuck her." I picked

her up, turned her around, and pressed myself against her, using my legs to spread her legs, then thrust into her. She sometimes closed her eyes, sometimes slightly opened them, looking at me as I continued to thrust into her. She was rocked up and down by my forceful thrusts, and the whole bed seemed to move with her.

"Your pussy is so horny, it feels so good to fuck you."

"Yours is so big, I love it when you fuck me."

"Then I'll help your husband fuck you properly."

"Okay~ ah~ ah~ fuck me," she moaned weakly as I fucked her, turning her to her side, lifting her right leg, and fucking her from the side. She screamed loudly. I held her hand, pulling her as I fucked her, thrusting as deep as possible, faster and faster.

During this thrusting, she orgasmed several more times. I could feel her pussy contracting and pulsating, gripping my penis and making it feel great. But because I had already ejaculated twice, I wasn't going to ejaculate as quickly. I kept fucking her like this, and she kept screaming loudly. I turned her to the normal position, my penis never leaving her pussy, continuing to fuck her. This time I fucked her even faster. "I'm about to cum."

"Ah~ Ah~"

she kept screaming, then started hugging me tightly, her climax probably coming soon. I thrust into her hole faster and faster, my penis making a slapping sound as it went deep inside, faster and faster. At this moment, she hugged me tightly, screaming loudly, and my penis simultaneously ejaculated, continuing until all my semen was released before stopping.

We lay completely on the bed, embracing each other. "You're so amazing, I've lost count of how many times I've come," she said, her eyes closed, smiling contentedly. "You're comfortable, so I'll have another chance next time, so you have to perform well." "Yes, I'll give you another chance," she replied with a smile.

After that, although we didn't have sex often, we would do it once every one or two months, and once I even asked her to wear her robes while I penetrated her, but my needs were always greater than hers.

[The End]

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