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Although Xiaowen was already thirty, she looked only around twenty-five, remarkably young and graceful. Her neat, shoulder-length straight hair, though framed by glasses, couldn't conceal her mature and beautiful face. She also maintained a remarkably good figure, wearing a shirt and long casual pants. While not dressed in revealing or overly revealing clothing, her good figure was undeniable. Especially her magnificent breasts, which I'd estimate to be at least a 34D, seemed about to burst out of her shirt, their allure captivating all who saw them.

Perhaps because she was already a wife and mother, she wasn't particularly wary or defensive towards me, a boy who seemed like a little brother to me. However, she would appropriately wear a jacket when other men were staring at her chest, shielding herself from their lewd gazes, including mine.

Wei-wen's appearance and figure remained the focus of men's attention. Wei-wen didn't live in Taichung City, but in Taiping. It wasn't unusual for someone from another town to come to the city for tutoring, so it wasn't particularly strange or noteworthy.

One day, Wei-wen was probably too tired from work, and she actually dozed off during class. She didn't tell anyone to wake her up for the bus. Therefore, when Wei-wen woke up after class, she missed her scheduled bus. If she waited for the next bus, she wouldn't get home until almost midnight, so I casually suggested I give her a ride home on my motorcycle, and Wei-wen agreed without any other ideas.

Wei-wen was wearing a culotte that day, so straddling the motorcycle wasn't inappropriate. Wei-wen sat on the back, initially holding onto the crossbar behind the seat. There was a certain distance between us, but as I sped up, Vivian gradually put her arm around my shoulder, then around my waist. The unavoidable physical contact from that embrace, followed by the feeling of two soft mounds pressing against each other, was really comfortable. But now wasn't the time to enjoy that feeling; I had to focus on cycling.

Vivian didn't ask me to take her home; she only went to the bus stop near her house and then walked home herself. I didn't want to insist, so I turned around and cycled home. Although taking her home was just a coincidence, it increased her positive impression of me. I never intended to make a move; secretly watching and fantasizing was enough for me. But fate intervened, and I ended up having intimate contact with Vivian… Perhaps it was because she trusted me and believed she was an unattractive old woman, and that a young man like me wouldn't be interested in her!

Three or four times I took her home, but she always refused, only going to the bus stop. However, she didn't let me work for free. Every time, she would buy me some snacks like fried chicken or oyster omelets from the roadside as a late-night treat to thank me. After a while, I got used to it and didn't think it was a big deal. She asked me to give her a ride home, and as usual, I took her to the bus stop near her house. But she didn't get off; instead, she instructed me to keep riding. I obediently followed her instructions and took her to a three-story detached house nearby. It seemed this was Weiwen's house.

After Weiwen got off, I was about to turn around and ride away when Weiwen, unusually, offered to come in and have a cold drink. She said she would cook me a late-night snack that night. I figured it was rare for my family to be out today, so it wouldn't hurt to stay out a little longer before going home. I also assumed her husband and children were at her house, so I agreed. But when I went inside, I found that no one was there. Upon asking, I learned that her husband was away on a business trip, and her child was at her grandparents' house near the woods. Therefore, she was alone today.

Sure enough, Weiwen changed into an extremely casual loungewear set—so casual it made me feel like I didn't exist. A thin-strapped, form-fitting top accentuated her sexy shoulders and full breasts, while her super-short denim shorts barely covered her underwear, revealing her long, flawless legs, which were a major reason for my heart racing. This figure didn't seem like that of a mother at all. I was unconsciously stunned, my eyes glued to her. Weiwen laughed and scolded, "What are you looking at? You're an old woman! What's so interesting?" I was as if hypnotized, blankly replying, "Weiwen's figure doesn't seem like that of a mother who has given birth!"

Weiwen smiled charmingly: "It's nice to hear a young man's compliment, but unfortunately, I'm already married. You should say that to unmarried girls!" "It's such a waste for an old woman like me with kids," she said, smiling as she turned to go to the kitchen to prepare a late-night snack.

Vivian came out of the kitchen carrying juice, but she tripped and fell—and of all places, right in front of me! Instinctively, I reached out to prevent her from falling and to steady the plate.

Sure enough, the juice spilled, and I didn't manage to save Vivian. In the end, my left hand cushioned her fall, but ended up touching her buttocks; my right hand was hit by the falling plate and cup, preventing them from hitting Vivian, but the spilled juice still soaked my right hand and Vivian's chest. Worse still, after my right hand shielded her from the plate and cup, it naturally drooped down, and I ended up touching Vivian's 34D breasts. My

first reaction wasn't the wonderful sensation of my hands touching Vivian's breasts and buttocks, which I'd always dreamed of. Instead, I felt remorse for my incompetence; I hadn't done anything right. Then came that wonderful feeling. And the awkwardness… Vivian and I were so close, our faces involuntarily drew even closer. I was caught in a dilemma; I couldn't let go, but I couldn't bear to give up that wonderful feeling, and my hands unconsciously moved slightly. Vivian instinctively let out a moan. That moan threw all my remaining rationality to the winds; I only wanted to achieve absolute sensory satisfaction.

My hands continued to knead, kneading Vivian's breasts and buttocks respectively, and my face pressed against Vivian's… I don't know if Vivian was doing it on purpose or because she was startled by the suddenness of it, but she didn't resist at all, only letting out moans of pleasure instinctively. When I kissed Vivian's lips, she seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly tried to push me away. But it was too late… A flame that has already been lit will not stop until it has burned everything that can burn; and once my lust was ignited, there was only one object to burn: Vivian before me… Although Vivian tried to push me away, her strength was ultimately no match for mine.

Vivian's body was sensitive; after I began my assault, I soon felt her body heat up, and her resistance grew weaker and weaker… I pushed Vivian down onto the carpet, kissing her cheeks, earlobes, and neck, occasionally touching her cherry lips. At the same time, I caressed Vivian's large breasts through her thin-strapped top. Between my kisses, Vivian let out a soft moan: "Let go… I… I didn't say I was a midnight snack…" She actually said something so joking! My smile deepened, and I kissed her even more frequently and intensely, refusing to let go of her alluring cherry lips, not wanting her to have any more chance to speak. Vivian was indeed quite sensitive. After only a few touches, her body grew increasingly hot, and her nipples became erect and swollen.

"Ah...you...if you don't...if you don't stop...stop...you'll...ah...you'll regret it..." Vivian struggled desperately between my kisses, issuing this warning. I didn't answer, but responded with an even stronger kiss and more forceful movements of my hands. Regret? I'd only regret it if I stopped now! But, less than a minute later, I did regret it... Vivian was sensitive, and being an experienced married woman, her reaction was even stronger.

While I was still captivated by Vivian's sweet, pure petals, her incredibly soft breasts, and her erect, hot nipples, Vivian had already taken the initiative. Vivian had taken the initiative, not only not resisting but also passionately returning my kisses. Her previously struggling hands now embraced me, and she pressed her body even closer to me, beginning to twist rhythmically. And it was a very skillful twisting motion, twisting against my body. Each twist brought me friction, which made my desire burn even more fiercely. Compared to Vivian, who had been a wife for many years, I was still just an inexperienced novice.

I, who had initially been the aggressor, suddenly lost the initiative and became passive, even being pushed back. Although it was somewhat embarrassing from a man's perspective, it was undeniable that it was equivalent to accepting the woman's clothing, which felt even more comfortable. To be honest, objectively speaking, in this situation, it was more accurate to say that she was raping me than me raping Weiwen.

Weiwen's tongue was gently swirling in my mouth, while her right hand was already stimulating my penis through my trousers. I was wearing athletic trousers that day, so the sensation was even more intense. Although I was on the defensive, my hands didn't stop, pulling down her bra straps. Wearing a thin-strapped top and a transparent bra, when Weiwen's thin-strapped top was pulled down, her beautifully shaped and alluring breasts were immediately revealed before my eyes, making my heart and penis involuntarily beat faster. Vivian's nipples were light brown.

I pulled Vivian down forcefully, bringing her closer to me. I buried my face in her deep cleavage, inhaling her fragrance, while my hands kneaded one breast in each hand. Vivian's moans grew louder, and her right hand, playing with my penis, quickened its pace. My tongue, besides licking between Vivian's breasts, also didn't miss her light brown nipples. My fingers and mouth took turns servicing both nipples, and from our close proximity, I could feel her legs rubbing against each other, her juices already flowing out of her shorts. I pulled down Vivian's skirt, revealing a slightly small, red, sheer lace panty that was already soaked with her juices.

I took off my own clothes, and my already erect and trembling penis was finally free from the constraints of my pants. Vivian immediately brought her mouth forward and took my penis into her mouth. She began to stroke me vigorously, her tongue like a nimble snake, gently yet skillfully licking my penis from top to bottom.

Vivian's technique was excellent, providing pleasure without pushing me to the point of ejaculation. Therefore, although I felt incredibly comfortable and couldn't help but groan, I showed no signs of ejaculating immediately, continuing to enjoy the sensation. Not wanting it to end there, I gently pushed Vivian's head away. She understood and didn't say anything, instead lying on the carpet with her legs spread, waiting for my entry. With her legs spread wide, Vivian's entire secret garden was on full display, and her gently twitching clitoris seemed to beckon me. I guided my penis, aligned it, and leaned forward, smoothly sliding into her vagina and joining it.

Vivian had given birth, but her vagina wasn't loose; it remained tight and elastic, yet already moist due to her sensitive nature. This meant my entry was relatively easy, yet I could feel a tight, warm embrace. The pleasurable sensation was unbearable, completely unleashing my desires. I abandoned all technique, relying solely on my primal instincts, and began to thrust violently. This violent thrusting caused Vivian to cry out and moan even more freely.

Stimulated, I thrust even harder, pushing Vivian's legs higher to allow me to penetrate even deeper. Vivian cooperated by twisting her hips, giving my penis a different kind of pleasure inside her, making it even harder to control myself. Vivian's hands, which had been holding me, moved to my buttocks, stimulating them further, making it impossible for me to hold back. I ejaculated completely inside Vivian, who accepted it all.

After ejaculating inside her, I tried to pull out, but Vivian held me tightly, her legs clamping around me, preventing me from withdrawing immediately. She kissed me passionately, her hands stimulating my back and buttocks. Stimulated by that, my softened penis throbbed again, thrusting inside Vivian, and surprisingly, it slowly became erect again, continuing to fill her vagina…

That night, Vivian let me ejaculate three times. Vivian only reached her first orgasm during my third ejaculation. Vivian's body was sensitive and easily aroused, yet she could take so long to reach orgasm. I truly understand what Vivian meant when she said I'd regret it...

After the climax, we fell asleep in each other's arms on the carpet. When I got up, it was already past 3 AM. I had to go home eventually, so after getting dressed, I kissed Vivian's beautiful sleeping face and rode my motorcycle home. Of course, I couldn't contact Vivian again. That passionate, dreamlike night with Vivian can only remain a memory!

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