Falling in love with a married woman

I'm just an ordinary shop assistant, working at a store that sells cute items.
Usually, it's mostly young women browsing, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
But one day, a mother and daughter came in.
The daughter was probably a high school student, and the mother had the air of a respectable, unassuming woman.
The main thing was, the mother's breasts were incredibly prominent, really eye-catching! It was quite arousing for me.
Later, the daughter picked out a few items and went to pay, while the mother paid. I was looking directly at her,
my gaze almost entirely drawn to the woman's breasts, but that felt too rude, so I quickly looked away.
Ironically, my gaze lingered on those impressive breasts, and then our eyes met
. I noticed she noticed me looking at her breasts. Although she didn't say anything,
I could see the mother's embarrassed expression. Her eyes kept glancing at me and then looking away.
Oh well, I hadn't done anything. Later, I paid by card. Because the counter was a little low,
the woman had to lean forward slightly to sign. Standing taller than her, I
could clearly see her breasts through her clothes—a simple, pure white lace bra, just like a person,
covering her alluring breasts. It was a direct assault on my eyes.
At that moment, my lower body was already aroused. Fortunately, the counter concealed my excited member.
After the package was finished, the mother and daughter turned and left. In the short distance, the woman kept turning back to look at me,
with a smile that seemed to suggest she didn't know what expression to make.
I looked at the signature on the card slip: Lin Shumin. Hmm… a very traditional name.
That day, my mind was filled with that woman's face. Although she wasn't strikingly beautiful,
she had a comfortable and pleasant aura. The night was incredibly sleepless; I had to masturbate twice to finally find some relief.
My mind was just dreaming of having sex with that lady, from morning till night,
eating when hungry, sleeping when tired, and doing it again when I woke up—it would be so enjoyable.
But that was just a thought; how could I possibly have it? I went to sleep.
The next day at work, I felt completely drained. Looking at the bunch of noisy blonde girls, sigh…
It was 3 pm when Mrs. Lin came to the store again!
This time she came alone; her daughter wasn't with her.
When she saw me, she glanced at me shyly and then looked away, starting to pick out items. Anyway,
keeping an eye on the customers was my job, so I just enjoyed the "beautiful sight" that gave me energy.
A dozen minutes later, Mrs. Lin came to pay for a few items, but then a few
high school girls were unhappy with some of the items they had bought last time and wanted to exchange them. But how could you exchange used items?
It seemed like it would take a long time. I turned to Mrs. Lin and said, "[How about I pay for you first? I'm sorry to keep you waiting.]" She shook her head nervously and said it was alright, let me handle this first.
Because there was a beautiful mature woman beside me, I patiently explained the exchange to the girls. Normally,
I probably wouldn't have been so kind. "
Ms. Lin, you came alone today? Didn't your daughter come with you?" I said.
Mrs. Lin seemed startled; I knew her surname was Lin, and she looked at me with surprise.
I told her I saw her name on yesterday's card swipe, and remembering customers is my responsibility (a lie).
She breathed a sigh of relief and said her daughter had wanted to buy other items yesterday but hadn't decided, so
Mrs. Lin decided to buy them for her today.
Actually, we didn't talk much. After swiping the card and signing, we left in a similar way to yesterday.
That night, I thought we might never meet again, and I slapped my face in the face before going to sleep.
The next day at work, surprisingly, Mrs. Lin appeared again around the same time.
She also casually bought some items she didn't seem to need. In principle, we still didn't talk much,
but she seemed used to me calling her Ms. Lin. After paying, we left in a similar way.
Although I felt I should do something this time, I didn't know what specific actions to take.
Here's the important part: Mrs. Lin started buying things almost every day, becoming a regular customer.
Of course, she always said it was for her daughter. We became increasingly familiar, and our conversations became more frequent.
Her impressive breasts were imprinted more and more vividly in my mind each day.
Then one evening, she came to the store to buy something near my closing time. Now that I was free from work,
I wanted to make a move. So, I offered to walk her home, saying it was dangerous for a woman to be walking alone at 9 pm. She readily agreed, as if she had expected me to say the same thing.
On the way home, we chatted and laughed, and my hormones surged. Gradually, my reason
was completely overwhelmed by desire; I had to do something! Passing a school, I noticed it was dark and gloomy. Although
I didn't have a concrete plan, I felt there was something I could do to improve our relationship. In a moment of pure impulse, I asked Mrs. Lin, "[Want to go exploring the school? It should be exciting!]" She hesitated for a moment and said that taking a walk would be nice too.
I climbed over the low wall and helped Mrs. Lin down. I could feel her weight, her body temperature, her heartbeat, her firm breasts; my penis was definitely engorged, and my mind was filled with nothing but desire.
Holding her hand, we walked along the grassy path and came to a small pavilion.
We decided to rest there. Although the campus was unlit, there was a streetlamp not far away outside the wall, and
I could still clearly see the face I had been longing for. She sat beside me, shyly looking at her feet.
I didn't say much; my face moved closer to hers, and we kissed.
It started as a light kiss, then Mrs. Lin slipped her tongue into my mouth. I, not to be outdone,
reciprocated by thrusting my own tongue into hers. Our tongues intertwined, and I greedily
scooped up and drank her saliva. This kiss was even more passionate on Mrs. Lin than on me,
almost as if she wanted to devour me.
After the passionate kiss, I whined to Mrs. Lin that my penis was so uncomfortable. She replied, almost like a mother, that it was her fault and she would help me masturbate. Huh? Just masturbate? I wanted more than that, but I was already blinded by lust and couldn't think straight. Mrs. Lin helped me unzip my pants, pulled out
my almost-exploding penis… and held it. Holding my penis, it felt like heaven.
Her hands were unusually cold compared to my penis, which was even more stimulating to my burning penis! I had never had my penis held by delicate hands before, so I didn't know if Mrs. Lin's touch was good, but I was sure it was a hundred times gentler
than my right hand!! Mrs. Lin's hands moved back and forth on my penis, and she didn't look directly at my penis, but lowered her head.

I suddenly asked Mrs. Lin, "[Shumin, give me oral sex, it doesn't feel good with my hands, it hurts!]"
She looked at me with a bit of surprise, then apologized a few seconds later for making me uncomfortable (actually, it felt great).
Shumin was a little hesitant at first, but I used a tone that made her agree as if she had hurt me to atone for it,
and of course, she nodded and gave me oral sex.
Oh... because her hands were holding my penis, which was cooler, my penis also cooled down a bit. Now her
mouth was holding my glans, which was wet and hot, and I could strongly feel the warmth in Shumin's mouth!
She was very reserved, probably because she was shy, and the frequency was quite slow, but my lust was too strong.
I grabbed her head and quickly thrust in and out of her mouth, it felt so good!
I almost ejaculated in a short while, so I quickly pulled out my penis and ejaculated on the grass next to me.
I felt disgusted with my semen, it was immoral to ejaculate into the mouth of a woman I liked.
Watching her panting, she smiled at me and asked if I was in pain.
No, this wouldn't quell my lust!
I told her I masturbated every day thinking of her face, and I looked forward to her appearance every day. I wanted to touch her breasts.
Shumin thought for a moment, and she had only one request: she would do whatever she wanted except insert my penis into her vagina! This
was completely unacceptable to me, but I agreed first before making any further progress!
We walked to a more secluded spot behind the pavilion, against the wall, and I grabbed Shumin and buried my head in her breasts.
These were the breasts I had been longing for. I inhaled deeply, wanting to absorb all the fragrant milky scent!
Shumin wasn't wearing perfume, only a faint feminine fragrance, but I liked it.
After I took off her outer clothes, there was a pink pineapple bread bra, which looked incredibly delicious.
I slowly pulled her bra down, just enough to expose her nipples. Although they weren't pink
, her areolas were slightly larger and had many sexy little bumps. I took one in my mouth, greedily
licking, sucking, and even biting, as if hoping to suckle milk, greedily savoring Shumin's breasts.
Then I turned Shumin around so her back was facing me. I said I wanted to play with her buttocks. She was a little reluctant at first,
but I told her she was okay with anything except penetration, so she obediently put her hands on the wall, her buttocks sticking out.
I used my penis to lift up her floral long skirt, then folded it back and secured it,
revealing pink panties that matched her pink bra. I buried my face between Shumin's thighs, taking a deep breath.
Then I lay on top of Shumin, my hands covering her breasts, my fingers poking and kneading her nipples,
while my penis rubbed hard against Shumin's buttocks through the thin pink panties.
After about half a minute, I got tired of the position and stopped teasing her breasts. I turned Shumin's face around
, and we started kissing passionately. This was just to distract her. At that moment, my penis stopped rubbing against her buttocks, and my left hand unexpectedly pulled down Shumin's panties completely! She gasped and immediately fell silent.
Startled, Shumin instinctively trembled. Her vulva, her pubic hair, her buttocks, her skin
all pressed against my penis. My penis fully felt Shumin's secret garden.
She started to struggle. I held Shumin tightly from behind, kissing her neck, and my penis, of course,
rubbed against Shumin's labia. I begged Shumin to let me penetrate her.
It was too painful for a man to stop like this; I couldn't take it! With a mix of coaxing and cajoling, Shumin's maternal instincts seemed to be awakened.
She stopped struggling, took my penis in her hand, and gently kneaded it.
Shumin seemed to accept that she was older than me, so she should give in to my willfulness. She also knew she
couldn't really stop herself. Shumin agreed to let me penetrate her, but only once!
Such a pointless request didn't matter to me at all.
Shumin raised her buttocks high, and I adjusted them to the perfect height for penetration.
Then, I enjoyed rubbing my glans against the entrance of her vagina.
Unexpectedly, Shumin demanded to penetrate quickly. After thinking for a moment, I decided to slowly
insert myself into her vagina, bit by bit. Finally... my penis was completely inside Shumin's vagina.
We were united. Shumin's genitals allowed my penis to enter; I had reached the entrance to paradise.
Shumin's vaginal walls tightly enveloped my penis. Her vagina seemed soaked, allowing me to easily thrust in and out. I held her, enjoying the slow, half-hearted thrusting. With the intermittent contractions of her vaginal walls, my penis became increasingly sensitive. At that moment, a bad thought occurred to me: I stopped thrusting.
Shumin asked me why I stopped. I told her it was her turn to thrust in and out, I was tired.
She thought for a moment and started moving her hips on her own. I stood up straight and let Shumin use my penis to penetrate her vagina from behind. After a while, I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed Shumin's buttocks and
thrust into her vagina forcefully and quickly. Shumin's breathing became more and more rapid. Her attempts to suppress her moans, but her inability to control them, only fueled my animalistic desires. I fucked Shumin with all my might.
I was about to ejaculate. I told Shumin that I wanted to ejaculate inside her, and Shumin nodded and hummed in agreement.
Now that I had permission, I made my final thrust and ejaculated all my semen into Shumin's body.
We remained in the same position, panting. My penis was still inside Shumin's vagina, and I didn't want to pull it out.
But sensing that Shumin was about to get up, I had no choice but to pull out my penis. In a moment of impulse,
I thrust in another 4-5 times before pulling out, as if trying to push the semen back into her uterus.
Watching my semen flow from Shumin's vagina gave me a sense of male satisfaction.
After wiping with toilet paper, Shumin started to straighten her clothes.
But… she began to sob, and tears streamed down her face.
As I watched, for some reason, an impulse seized me, and I grabbed Shumin
's tongue, licking her tears, and roughly pulled off her clothes, which she wasn't fully dressed.
I almost raped Shumin; she struggled desperately, but made no sound.
Kissing Shumin's lips, biting her nipples, I roughly pulled off her pink panties,
my erect penis aimed at her vagina, and I forcefully thrust into her in a doggy-style position.
I relentlessly fucked Shumin, not caring about her comfort, fucking her as if venting my lust.
She cried and moaned softly. The second man relentlessly penetrated Shumin's vagina, his mouth
constantly biting her skin, shoulders, arms, and breasts, leaving teeth marks everywhere,
as if declaring, "You're mine."
Although his intention wasn't entirely clear, it seemed he was determined to get Shumin pregnant.
He fucked Shumin relentlessly, ejaculating inside her this time, without hesitation, shooting all his semen into her vagina. Even
after ejaculating, he didn't stop, continuing to thrust into Shumin's vagina, wanting to push all his semen into her uterus.
A few minutes later, I seemed to regain my senses. I stopped thrusting and pulled out my penis; the semen still
flowed out. But... I suddenly didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
After tidying my clothes again, Shumin and I left the campus.
She said she would drop me off here and go home by herself; I knew that was all I could do.
The next day, Shumin didn't show up again, which was to be expected.
A month later, my eyes lit up. It wasn't Shumin who appeared, but her daughter.
Eager to find out about Shumin, I struck up a conversation with her daughter
: "[Mom didn't come shopping with you? Your mom is so kind, she always buys you these things.]"
Her daughter looked a little confused and said: "[No way! My mom hates it when I buy these random things, how could she buy me so much?]"
This surprised me. I said I had mistaken her for someone else and quickly changed the subject.
Still trying to find out about Shumin,
I said, "[Even if she hadn't bought you these things, I think your mom is already very good to you, I can tell.]"
Her daughter smiled and said, "[How could that be? My aunt is so annoying, she nags all the time. Doesn't she realize
she's 52 years old and how old her daughter is? She still cares so much about her daughter. If you like that kind of mom, then give her to her."
She said this in a playful tone.

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