Help your husband satisfy you

After the married woman next door had been living in her new apartment for a while, she discovered that her next-door neighbor was a young and beautiful woman. Surprisingly, she was already married and had a daughter around four years old. She was about 27 years old, practically a young married woman, but I still preferred to call her "sister."
She was tall, about 1.72 meters (quite tall, isn't she?), with long, flowing, purplish-red hair. She had a voluptuous and shapely figure, and her long, firm legs were often clad in black stockings. Her taut, high-perched buttocks were so prominent you could almost imagine them through her pants, and her full breasts stood proudly erect. I had been observing her for a long time, usually just exchanging greetings, and I habitually called her "sister." Her husband was a wealthy man who drove to work and rarely came home; I guessed he was a business owner. Her daughter boarded at kindergarten and came home once a week on weekends, so she was mostly alone at home during the week; she must have been quite lonely. She was a perfect goddess in my heart, and I had always been looking for an opportunity to get closer to her…
Every time “Sister” came home from work, I would listen carefully; the sound of her high heels on the stairs was so crisp and melodious. She always wore her work clothes, and her demeanor was elegant and charming.
She had a habit of leaving her shoes outside the door when she got home. My family lived on the top floor of the building, and there were only two households on each floor, so there was usually no interaction between us. “Sister” probably didn't want to bring dirt from outside into the house, so she left her shoes at the door.
Every time she came home, I would smell her shoes and lick the soles of her feet. It felt so good, with that unique scent of a mature woman. Sometimes she wore casual shoes, but I loved it when she wore boots or sneakers—thick shoes like those. They always smelled so strong when she took them off, sometimes even a little bit stinky. That stinky smell was what I found most intoxicating. The beautiful woman's shoes were so alluring, I was always tempted to see her naked, and to see her being fucked… A pair of shoes sparked the story that followed…
Normally, my “sister” was gentle and charming. I always felt embarrassed talking to her, but her voice constantly tugged at my heartstrings… Finally, my chance came…
One day, I was home alone. I went out to throw out the trash and came back to find the front door locked. I didn't have my key. It was a hot day, and I was shirtless and wearing shorts, not knowing what to do. Going out like that was a bit indecent… Just as I was worrying, I heard my “sister” coming upstairs. I guessed she had just taken her daughter to kindergarten. I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear into nowhere. What would I look like dressed like this if the woman I admired saw me? Since I was on the top floor, I was in a real dilemma... And then, "Sister" appeared in front of me...
"What's wrong? Why are you standing at the door?" Sister asked with concern.
"Ah, I just went to take out the trash, and when I came back, the door was locked, so I couldn't get in," I said awkwardly.
"How about this, you come to my house first, and wait for my family to come back."
And just like that, I seized an opportunity by chance... which set the stage for my future life.
There were only the two of us in the room. At first, I was a little nervous, and then I got excited and emotionally agitated.
"Watch some TV, it's too hot, I'm going to take a shower to cool off." The TV was turned on.
I frantically searched for boring TV programs, but my eyes were fixed on the direction of the bathroom. My heart was surging. I thought to myself: This is a golden opportunity, I must seize it. Since there are only the two of us here, should I just go into the bathroom and seduce her? I was completely horny, my mind filled with lustful thoughts. The hot water from the showerhead washed away the day's fatigue, and her fair, curvaceous body exuded an alluring fragrance. I fantasized that she was masturbating in the bathroom, her slender hands kneading her white breasts, her nipples hard and erect, her vaginal fluids mingling with the bathwater, and she was rubbing her tempting genitals with the showerhead... moaning softly... As I thought about it...
my sister returned from her shower, her fragrance filling the air. Ah, she smelled so good! She stood barefoot in front of me, wearing only a very thin white silk shirt, seemingly with just underwear underneath. Her rounded thighs were almost entirely exposed, and her plump breasts supported the semi-transparent shirt. Steam was still rising from her body, and her face was flushed from the heat. My little brother quickly became erect. I couldn't resist. Was this some kind of temptation?
"It's too hot. Would you like to take a shower too?"
"Thank you, but I'd rather not." I excitedly said (my alluring look would excite anyone),
and after a brief chat, my sister took two bottles of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator for me.
"Have some water to cool down, this awful weather is unbearable. I'll drink with you," she said, pouring me a glass.
Time passed quietly, and wicked thoughts lingered in my mind, intensified by the beer, though I still lacked the courage. My sister's face was slightly flushed as we chatted and watched television. Then, a scene of a man and woman kissing appeared on the screen. I felt restless, and emboldened by the alcohol, I placed my hand on my sister's thigh and began to stroke it. She was startled and asked what I was doing.
I didn't speak, but slowly reached my hand inside her silk blouse, rubbing her vulva through her panties. She tried to push my hand away, but I persisted, pressing her down onto the bed. My hand rapidly and incessantly caressed her genitals. She tried to scream, but I silenced her with a kiss. Under the intense friction of my fingers, her panties were quickly soaked. I slipped my tongue into her small mouth, licking her fragrant tongue. She gradually stopped struggling, enjoying my tongue, occasionally letting out soft moans.
It seemed the alcohol had taken effect on her. I ripped off her wet panties, teasing her warm labia. Sucking on her tongue, the feeling was indescribably wonderful. She kept feeding me her saliva, and our saliva mingled in each other's mouths, which we swallowed together. Then came an even more wonderful moment…
I unbuttoned her silk blouse, parting it to the sides, revealing two white and tender E-cup breasts before my eyes. The nipples were high and firm, with large, pink areolas typical of Western women, making my mouth water. Without hesitation, I bit down. Whether it was because I used too much force or because she was too sensitive, she cried out, “Ah!”
“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry
,” I said mischievously. “Yes,
it tickles. Don’t be so rough,” she answered for the first time, her face flushed. So she was enjoying it. This little slut, always pretending to be so elegant, but in bed she’s a vixen. I’ll teach her a lesson. I secretly thought about how to play with her later.
One hand attacked her genitals, the other kneaded her breasts. Her nipples stood erect, and I vigorously licked the hard nipples, sucking them quickly and slowly. Somehow, milk started to flow. At first, I was surprised; a four-year-old daughter should have stopped breastfeeding long ago.
"No, the milk will be wasted! Don't squeeze! Ah...ah..."
"How could it be wasted? I drank it all! It's really delicious! You're such a young mother, you have so much milk!" I never thought I'd still be able to drink breast milk at my age. Hehe, I'll definitely savor it a little longer.
"Is it really that good? My husband doesn't like it." She asked me shyly
while squeezing and drinking. "It has a slightly astringent taste. Do you want me to squeeze some out so you can try some?"
"No, I won't drink it. It's too embarrassing."
As I spoke, I moved my face downwards. She had neat, thick pubic hair, and below that was her sacred place, which was now as wet as if it had rained. I teased her clitoris, parted her thick labia, and inserted one finger into the cave I had been longing for, slowly thrusting in and out. Her juices started flowing again, and her moans grew louder. I started thrusting in and out quickly with two fingers, and her juices gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah...ah...um...slower...no...!" the older sister cried out lewdly.
"Sister, you're so two-faced. Your lower half is much more honest than your upper half. You're saying 'slower,' but you're getting happier and happier down there. Look at all this moisture, haven't you been dry for too long?"
I pressed my lips to hers, licking away the overflowing juices from her little pussy, gently touching the entrance with the tip of my tongue.
"It's so dirty, no... my husband never does this with me."
"I don't mind, as long as you're happy. It's a shame you have a husband like that, I feel sorry for you."
My sister's face flushed instantly: "No, don't say that..."
"Okay, now that I've made you happy, it's my turn to feel good." With that, I took off my shorts, and my penis, already restless, stood up with a "whoosh."
"Wow, it's big! You're not that old, but this is really big, even bigger than my husband's." By this time, my sister had already gotten off the bed and was kneeling on the floor waiting.
"Don't compare me to your husband. If you do, there are many more things that will surprise you. I'll show you one by one, okay?"
My goddess was completely absorbed in sucking my big cock, her fair hands quickly stroking it, her tongue swirling around my thick penis in her mouth, her lips enveloping the glans, her tongue lightly touching the urethral opening. It felt so good. I never dreamed that my beautiful and mature neighbor would give me oral sex.
"Sister, your technique is so good, I can't hold on much longer, can I ejaculate now?
" "So fast? Yours is big, but it's so weak, just for show." My sister's innocent joke was really cute, such a difference from that sly fox from before.
"Well, this is my first time, and your technique is so good. But you'll regret it if you mock me. Don't come crying to me later."
"Where do you want me to ejaculate—on your face or in your mouth?"
I couldn't believe my ears. This elegant older sister actually allowed me to ejaculate in her mouth and on her face. She really is a bitch, just with that superficial facade still intact. I was truly flattered. Excitedly, I said, "Really? Can I ejaculate in my mouth?"
"Come on, I'm ready." With that, she took my penis in her mouth again. I held her head down and thrust my penis in and out of her mouth rapidly. When it reached her throat, she cried in distress. I didn't care about being gentle anymore and thrust a few more times quickly. She couldn't take it and started vomiting. Seeing her pitiful state, I still felt sorry for her. "Sister, is this your reward for mocking me earlier? Can you still hold on? You still have to help me ejaculate."
"You're so bad, daring to retaliate against me. See how I punish you." She grabbed my penis and sucked hard, this time even more skillfully than before. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and ejaculated all over her mouth, some still clinging to her lips.
"Ah, so good, sister, you're amazing, I'm impressed!"
The little bitch blinked, swallowed all the semen, and licked the semen clean from her lips, saying, "So much liquid, it's so sticky, haven't ejaculated in a long time, huh?"
I was a little embarrassed, "Sister, I never thought you'd swallow it, from now on I'll call you little bitch sister."
"It's good for a woman's skin, so I swallowed it, my husband said so too." Her grinning face really gave off a slutty vibe.
"Hmm, your husband is right." A few minutes passed, and my little brother regained his strength, planning to go again. As I spoke, I began to knead my sister's breasts, which were full of milk, and the milk flowed out with each squeeze. I pressed her down on the bed and kissed her face and mouth. My sister smiled and responded to me in return. We kissed passionately, and my hand once again reached for her thick black forest.
"Want to do it again? Aren't you tired, you little rascal? It tickles so much, hehe~" Her lewd expression was clearly seducing me, yet she pretended to be innocent.
I pretended not to hear and slowly stroked her. The little bitch grew bolder and began to take the initiative, pushing my head towards her vulva and pressing it down hard. She clamped my head between her plump inner thighs, my nose and mouth pressed deeply against her warm, moist vulva. She held my head in her hands and rubbed her labia desperately, her juices flowing from her vagina and washing my face. I had never felt such warmth before. My hands reached under her buttocks, grasping her two plump, soft, and tender buttocks.
"Oh...uh...so good...ah...I've never felt so good before," she gasped heavily, howling shamelessly like a sexually frustrated mature woman.
"I can't take it anymore, come on...come in...let me satisfy you."
"What do you mean by 'come on,' sister? Explain it clearly, I don't understand." I deliberately teased her desire.
"I want your little brother inside me, make me feel good, fuck me to death, I don't care about anything anymore." Blinded by lust, the sister had lost all shame.
"I'm going to put it in, get ready, don't cry." I grabbed her ankles and pressed them against either side of her head, her wanton vulva completely exposed to my eyes. My erect penis slammed into her wet, juicy hole with a "thud," and she let out a bitch-like moan, gripping her feet tightly as I thrust downwards. My penis pounded into her beautiful hole with all my might, the "plop plop" sounds filling the entire room. Her juices flowed more and more, soaking a large patch of the sheets.
"I'll fuck you to death, you slutty little bitch, I'll make you cry and beg for mercy."
"Uh... um... fuck me to death, fuck me as much as you want, I'm a bitch, let me go crazy, um... ah..." She twisted her body desperately, her head shaking.
After working in that position for a while, I pulled her over, making her wrap her legs around my waist, her jade feet pressing against my buttocks, pressing down on me as I fucked her, taking the initiative, and thrusting in and out quite a few more times.
Seeing her so wanton, I wanted to play with her a bit more, so I stopped thrusting: "I'm tired, let's stop here for today. If you want to continue, you'll have to say nice things."
"Brother, don't stop! I've never felt so good before, I've never known sex to be so pleasurable. Please, fuck me to death! My pussy is burning, like hundreds of bugs are crawling on it, I need such a strong man to pound it, it's so itchy! Please continue, please, I'll do whatever you say, fuck me as much as you want..." the wanton sister pleaded. I used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to fuck her for a while longer, making her even more aroused. She begged me again, "Faster, harder, stop teasing me, let me climax, please, my dear brother~~~."
"Okay, but you have to do whatever I say, only then will I make you feel good."
"Sure, I'll do whatever you want, I'm your slave, you can do whatever you want, hurry up and do me, I'm burning with desire." The 27-year-old wife had never felt that sex was so wonderful, her husband had never given her so much pleasure. That kind of man only cared about his own pleasure, and didn't care about the woman's feelings after he had his fill. The wife found pleasure with a man other than her husband, and released her passion for the first time. A woman who has given birth needs sex the most, like a flame doused with oil, turning into a raging fire. The true self, usually suppressed within, burst forth for the first time. At this moment, a woman is at her most beautiful, free of all inhibitions, like a pure soul burning with fire. (Enough of that, let's get to the point.)
I increased the speed of my thrusts, fucking her about two hundred times. Her juices gushed forth, and her breast milk overflowed excitedly. She squeezed her breasts hard with her hands, the milk spraying into the air like a fountain, landing on my back, scattering everywhere. The bitch moaned, "I'm going to climax! Faster! Shoot as much as you want! It's not my fertile period now, shoot inside me, let me feel a man..."
A warm, white liquid erupted, her vagina overflowing with semen mixed with her juices, flowing out like a stream. I lay on top of my sister, panting, chest to chest, face to face, sweat mingling, the room filled with the mixed smells of sweat, semen, and her juices. My sister and I were enjoying our time together. She gradually regained her senses, licking my lips with her fragrant tongue.
"You're amazing, I felt so good just now. Please teach me more in the future." She still had that cute yet lewd expression.
I smiled and said, "There are still so many positions we haven't tried yet, each one is so amazing, do you want to try them?"
"Of course, but not now. I'm too tired. I know you still have a lot of energy, so please spare me for now, okay?"
We smiled at each other, then silently licked the sweat off her body. We
cuddled and slept. When we woke up, it was already evening, and my family should be home soon. I was about to say goodbye when my sister said reluctantly, "Are you leaving already? Can you come over tonight? I'm so lonely at home alone. My daughter just went to kindergarten today, and my husband isn't coming home tonight. I want you to keep me company, okay?"
"I live next door, I can come whenever I want. If I come too often, my family will get suspicious. I'll find a chance to come see you. Don't forget you promised to do as I say. And I'll teach you other sex positions too. I'm leaving now."
That night, I made up an excuse that I was going to a classmate reunion and wouldn't be home all night, thus hiding it from my family. I sneaked over to my neighbor's house for a tryst. I gently knocked on the door across the hall, and she smiled and pulled me inside. She was so beautiful, wearing a purplish-red tank top (as mentioned before, her hair was also purplish-red), and no bra. She wore greyish-white denim shorts, revealing her two fair and firm thighs, which made my heart itch; I couldn't wait to get into bed with her. Once inside, we completely relaxed and spent the whole night cuddling together, flirting and teasing each other, just like a married couple. Later, we went to the bathroom together to shower.
In the bathroom, we stripped completely naked. Her naked body would arouse countless men; her mature and voluptuous figure was incredibly feminine. Her firm, round breasts felt soft and elastic to the touch. As I kneaded her large breasts, milk still flowed out, making my mouth water. I suckled at her slightly sweet milk, a scene that would make many men envious. As I showered her, I squeezed and kneaded her high, beautiful buttocks; they felt amazing. I rubbed her anus. My sister's warm body trembled slightly from time to time. She sat on the edge of the bathtub, and I knelt at her feet, bringing my face close to her dark pubic hair. She held my head, and I gently licked her vulva. Before I knew it, her juices were flowing again. This little slut was already aroused; did she want me to fuck her right now? I stood up, my penis standing erect. My sister stared at my cock hungrily. I suddenly grabbed her two large breasts and clamped my penis between them.
"Give me a blowjob, sister,"
she said, rubbing and squeezing my penis while holding her large breasts.
"Does it feel good?" "It feels so good! I love your big breasts!"
Her breasts completely enveloped my penis. I gripped her breasts and started thrusting hard. My sister lowered her head and licked my glans. After a few thrusts, a stream of white fluid spurted from my glans, splashing all over her face, her pink neck, and her large breasts. My sister wiped it all off with her hand and swallowed it. We started taking a shower. My sister used her breasts to lather with soap and wash my body. My body felt numb and soft, it felt so good. She rubbed her pubic hair against my body and legs, making me feel like I was floating on air. I never expected that my usually elegant and generous sister could be such a bitch when she was aroused. Her husband really doesn't know how to enjoy himself, giving himself to me for free.
I was secretly delighted. After the shower, I carried my naked sister to her bed. The place where my husband and I used to make love was now my battlefield. I was ready to have a big fight. The bathroom was just foreplay; the real fun was yet to come. I lay flat on the soft bed, and she was on top of me, her large breasts pressed against my chest. We started kissing passionately, I sucking on her tongue as she extended it, our mouths touching, our tongues intertwined, like two snakes entwined. After a while, she stood up and suddenly squatted down on my face. This position was so lewd, a woman squatting on a man's face in a position as if defecating. I became more and more excited. What was this slut thinking, taking the initiative to use this position? Did she want to pee on my face? I thought to myself...
"Can you lick me here? I've never felt this before. Will you help me achieve it? I have nothing to hide from you now. You can play with me as much as you want. I've fallen for you," my sister said shyly.
I held her beautiful buttocks and brought her vulva close to my mouth, gently licking it. She quickly moaned with excitement. I sucked on her vulva, gently licked her clitoris, tenderly bit her labia, and stroked her pubic hair with my hand. In short, I played with her genitals in the most provocative way. She desperately rubbed her vulva against my lips, her vulva occasionally burying the tip of my nose, her juices flowing into my mouth and down my face. The movements became more and more intense. My sister got up, turned around, and sat directly on my face with her big buttocks, her vulva against my mouth, making it hard for me to breathe. (Does this woman like sitting on a man's face? This is a bit SM.)
"Ugh... no, sister, are you trying to suffocate me? You need to let me catch my breath sometimes. Your big butt is sitting on my nose, it's making me so uncomfortable," I said desperately.
"Good little brother, can you bear with it a little longer? I feel so good, ah... um... I like it like this, it gives me pleasure, satisfy me..."
She moaned as she spoke, her anus rubbing against my nose. She started rubbing her vulva with her hand, her vaginal fluids flowing down her vagina and covering my face. I opened my mouth and drank quite a bit; of course, it's the younger brother's turn to taste his sister's fluids, not to be wasted. Finally, she was almost satisfied and bent down to play with my penis, her slender, tender hands manipulating it, taking it in and out of her mouth. Soon, my penis regained its former vigor. After making her feel good for so long, now I could finally fuck her. She slowly sat on my penis with the help of her vaginal fluids, it was slippery and swallowed my penis in one go. I reached out and started rubbing her two papaya-like breasts, occasionally pinching her already erect nipples. My sister felt an electric shock-like pleasure.
She began to slowly thrust my penis in and out, gradually shifting her body to sit upright on it. We both quickly became excited. She half-squatted on the bed with her legs on either side of my body, my penis inside her vagina, continuing to thrust in and out rapidly. "Mmm...so good...ah..." she moaned again. After thrusting like this for a while, I wanted to switch the initiative. I made her kneel on the bed, her back to me, and I started fucking her in a doggy-style position, my favorite position. Seeing the woman like a bitch, her hands on the bed, her buttocks raised, her anus and cunt exposed to me, I felt incredibly good. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis in, pressing down on her plump buttocks, my body moving in and out in that back-and-forth motion. My big penis quickly pounded into her gushing cunt, her moans mingling with her sweat, filling the air.
I bound her hands behind her back, one hand holding her arm and the other her head, pressing her down on the bed. I pressed my body against her sweaty back, changing from a doggy-style position to a rape position, making her completely at my mercy. I thrust in and out in this position hundreds of times. When she climaxed, I ejaculated inside her. We were both exhausted. She lay flat on the bed, panting, while I lay on top of her, my penis, though softened, still inside her vagina, semen flowing from the gap between the shaft and the opening. I licked her ears and her neck. In this exhausted state, I held her and fell asleep.
As dawn broke, my sister asked me, "I have to work half the morning. Can you wait for me at home? Get some sleep and recharge. There's breakfast in the fridge; eat something if you're hungry. I'll come home at noon and take care of you, okay?"
I sleepily replied, "Going to work so early and leaving me here? Fine, I don't need to go home. They don't care about me anyway. I'll wait for you to come home at noon. But will your husband be home?"
"Don't worry," she said, "He's very busy at work during the day, and even at night he only comes home occasionally. My daughter is in kindergarten; no one can bother us. Sleep a little longer and wait for me to come home. I'm going to work." With that, she started putting on her bra, getting dressed, and giving me a quick kiss. I drifted back to sleep…
After getting up, I leisurely spent the morning at my sister's house. Around 12:30, I heard the pleasant sound of high heels clicking, and then the door was unlocked. "I'm back! Where are you? Come out and greet me! You missed me, didn't you?" My sister's cheerful voice came in. I hid behind the door, secretly watching her. My sister, dressed in her business attire, always gave me an impression of elegance and dignity—a typical mature professional woman. I never imagined that she would be so wanton when naked. Beneath her facade was her true self; her seductive appearance at night was probably something even her husband had never seen. I suddenly jumped out from behind the door, hugged my startled sister from behind, my chest pressed against her back, and my hands, through her clothes, grabbed and began to knead her full breasts.
"You're so naughty! Hugging me so suddenly, in such a hurry! Let me change my clothes and take a shower first. It's so hot and humid outside; I'm all sweaty. Let me rest for a while," my sister pleaded.
I was now standing in front of her, and I noticed she looked exceptionally beautiful today. She was wearing a white women's blouse, the neckline quite low—perhaps because of the heat, or perhaps because of her large breasts—revealing her round, high breasts through the thin blouse. She wore short, light blue culottes, and her long, beautiful legs were encased in black, light-colored fishnet stockings. Her shoes, black high heels, were already outside the door. She entered the room barefoot, and I followed, closing the door behind me. My sister was sitting on the edge of the bed, sweating, preparing to undress. She had one leg crossed over the other knee, her foot raised high.
I knelt down and picked up her beautiful foot. "Sister, you look so beautiful today. I never imagined your little feet could be so exquisite. Let me lick them." Before she could answer, I grabbed her raised foot and pressed it against my face, inhaling deeply. Ah, so fragrant! A woman's unique foot scent combined with the smell of her freshly removed high heels. (At the beginning of this article, I was just smelling her shoes, but now I can finally smell her beautiful feet.) I started licking the soles of her feet through her stockings and biting her toes. The smoothness of the stockings made it feel great to lick.
My sister laughed out loud: "It tickles! Don't lick like that, and I haven't washed my feet yet, they're smelly and dirty."
"It's okay, didn't you say you'd do whatever I wanted? I like it this way. There's something even more exciting coming up. Let your little brother serve you well today. You're staying overnight, so I'll repay you now. I promise I'll make you feel amazing."
With that, I started taking off her stockings, licking her thighs from top to bottom as I did so. The stockings were already down to her ankles. I held one of her fleshy, smooth thighs in each hand and began to gently stroke them, occasionally pinching them. I stretched out my tongue and licked the inside of her thighs, my saliva flowing all over her legs. The inside of the thighs is one of the most sensitive areas for women, and my technique quickly made her feel good. She forgot that she was sweating, lowered her head and looked at me affectionately, stroking my head with her hands, as tender and gentle as a mother caring for her child. Women are often aroused by maternal instincts, especially towards someone younger than themselves.
Slowly, I began to lick her calves. Her fair, tender calves had no flabby muscles (some women develop firm calf muscles due to long-term leg exercises), and they were smooth and elastic to the touch.
I simply pulled the stockings off her feet, revealing her delicate, pink toes. They were so beautiful, with pink toenails, arched feet, and upturned toes. I pressed my lips to her feet, sucking on them. The smell from inside her shoes still lingered, mixed with a slightly sour fragrance from sweat. Any man who has licked a woman's feet will understand this subtle feeling. A woman's feet are one of her sensitive areas, and men with a strong sense of male chauvinism won't enjoy this privilege. Besides, women actually want men to lick their feet; it's a woman's last line of defense. I had now breached that defense, licking the soles of her feet, sucking on them and moving them back and forth in my mouth. Her feet were covered in my saliva, dripping wetly. After playing with her beautiful feet for a while, I started to move upwards.
"Sister, you're all sweaty, take off your clothes, get ready to take a shower," I said.
"Okay, a shower will make me clean, do you want to shower with me?"
"I'll shower you, you'll feel more comfortable. It's a promise, I'll serve you today."
"Hehe, what a good boy," my sister laughed happily.
As I admired her undressing, I thought about my next plan. Soon she took off her formal attire, removed her pink lace bra, and took off her matching pink sexy thong. Her large breasts sprang out from the bra, and her black pubic hair was revealed to me. This was the wanton body beneath her hypocritical exterior. She truly deserved to be called a seductive and sexy woman, her body fragrant, her figure a typical slut. She shook her long, beautiful hair and was about to get up to shower when I grabbed her and buried my face in her cleavage, where sweat was still dripping.
My sister was startled at first, saying, "Why are you starting again? Didn't you tell me to take a bath?" "That's right, I'll help you take a bath, but I'll use my mouth, my tongue. Would you like that?" After saying that, I rubbed her sweaty breasts, licking the sweat off with my tongue. I grabbed her breasts with my hands, squeezing my face between them and rubbing my nose against the deep cleavage. Her heavy breasts seemed to be full of milk again.
"Sister, do you have so much milk again today? Let me drink some to lighten your load." I said mischievously, and then suckled at her breast as I had done before.
"You're so annoying! You've almost sucked all my milk dry. Why don't you just be my son? You like drinking your mother's milk so much." My sister said coquettishly, pulling me into her arms. My head rested on her soft, firm thighs, my mouth sucking on her firm nipple, and one hand grasping her breast, which was larger than my palm. The scene really looked like a mother breastfeeding her baby.
"Okay, Mom, I won't call you sister anymore. You'll be my wet nurse from now on. I'll come here every day to get my nutrition. I know your breasts are full of milk every day, and if I don't express it, it will overflow."
"Who told me my breasts are so well-developed? I'm still producing milk at this age. 'Wet nurse' isn't a very good title, but I've gained another obedient son. I was just missing a son like you who would take care of his mother." And so, this 27-year-old mature woman had a 22-year-old godson, and her title changed from sister to mother.
After she finished drinking the milk, I began to lick her entire body. Her body, which had almost dried from sweat, started sweating again after my tongue teased her. Plus, the room wasn't air-conditioned yet, so the temperature was quite high. I licked her soft, elastic belly, covering her navel with my mouth, my tongue licking her navel.
I licked her sweaty armpits; she must shave frequently, as the shaving marks were visible (many women have naturally vigorous bodies and grow some armpit hair, which makes them look more sexy and mature, but some women find it unsightly and shave frequently). I licked until she cried out in ticklishness; it would be even better if she didn't shave. After licking her front almost enough, I asked her to kneel on the bed, her hands and knees pressing against the mattress, turning her buttocks towards me. Since this part of her body hadn't been licked yet, I'd make an exception and treat her anus. I held her buttocks and brought my face towards her anus. As my nose approached her anus, I smelled a faint odor.
"Ah, no, it's so dirty there. I'll shower first," she said, becoming flustered.
"Did you poop this morning? It smells."
"Hmm...yes, so don't lick it. I'll let you lick it as much as you want after I shower, okay?" She blushed deeply. (As mentioned above, this lewd woman who was willing to sit on my face was actually embarrassed by licking my anus, which was unexpected.)
Without waiting for a reply, I put my mouth to it. It did smell a bit. I remember regretting it a little at that moment. Since my lips were already on hers and she didn't resist, I continued with the procedure, gently touching her anus with the tip of my tongue. Every time I touched it, she felt a tingling sensation, and her body would tremble from time to time.
After gently licking for a while, I used my hands to spread her buttocks apart, clamped my cheeks between them, and put my mouth over her anus, licking wildly, like a wild beast. My sister's body trembled violently, and her buttocks unconsciously twisted along with her movements. She swayed her tender waist and rubbed her buttocks against my nose and mouth. Occasionally, I would press my mouth hard against her anus. Although I couldn't see her face, I imagined she was gripping the sheets tightly, eyes closed, biting her lip, her face flushed, enduring and enjoying the sensation. I spat more saliva onto her anus, massaged her buttocks, and gently inserted my index finger into her tender chrysanthemum hole. Just as I entered the first joint, she cried out,
"Ah...no...you can't do that there, it'll hurt! Please don't hurt me, okay? I'll let you play in the front, okay?"
"I only inserted my finger a little bit and you're so scared. It's not like I'm going to insert it there. I promise it won't hurt. You said you'd agree to anything I asked, don't go back on your word, my dear sister...no, I should say my dear wet nurse." I said coquettishly.
"It should be 'Mom,' wet nurse sounds too awful."
"So you agree?" I continued slowly inserting my index finger. Mom lowered her head, enduring the stretching of her anus, making groaning sounds. I stuck my finger out of her anus, put it in my mouth, sucked on it, smeared some saliva on it, and slowly inserted it again. Gradually, her anus relaxed a little, and warm air came out. I pried open her anus and spat inside. The wet nurse's body trembled as if electrocuted. Seeing that the time was right, I began to insert my right middle finger deeply inside, pushing it in a few times. Taking advantage of the saliva's moisture, I moved my middle finger in and out, gradually increasing the speed. Her anus changed from being tightly closed to opening slightly, as if waiting for my larger insertion.
"Mom, is this the first time someone has poked your anus with a finger? How does it feel?"
"Ugh...ugh...I've never done this before...it doesn't feel good at all...please...have mercy on me..." Her voice was somewhat disappointed.
"It's definitely uncomfortable now, because this is your first time. Didn't it hurt a lot the first time you had sex? I'll open up your back, and you'll find it more pleasurable there than in the front." "
Really? My back is very tight, and it's easy to get hurt. If you hurt me, it will hurt when I poop."
"Trust me, you'll thank me soon enough. Don't forget I'm a good son who will serve you."
Her anus was now slightly open. This time, I inserted two fingers, spat inside, and increased the speed of my thrusting. I stood up, pressed my left hand against her slender waist, and forcefully thrust two fingers of my right hand inside. Soon, her anus became obedient and surrendered, opening wide enough to accommodate three fingers. I quickly took off my underwear and climbed onto her back. She was still in the doggy-style kneeling position, the most suitable position for this bitch. I rubbed her buttocks and thighs with my penis, and soon it became hard. When it was hard enough to penetrate her anus, I straightened my penis, smeared some saliva on the glans, and then smeared some more on her anus. Then, grasping my large penis, I thrust it all the way into her gaping anus.
"Ah...help...it hurts...it hurts...help me, I can't take it anymore, please have mercy..."
she screamed in pain, then bent over, propping herself up on her elbows with her face pressed against the bed. This position raised her buttocks even higher, the penis still inside her anus, trying to stretch the opening. I leaned over her back, my hands reaching for her large, drooping breasts. To ease her pain, I began kneading her breasts and nipples, massaging her soft, large breasts. I slowly began thrusting my penis in and out, not moving too far, otherwise it would hurt her. I started with gentle thrusting in and out of her anus.
Suddenly, Mom pulled one of my hands from her breasts to her genitals. This action indicated that the pain in her anus wasn't as intense as it had been at the beginning of penetration, and she needed to feel it again. I kept kneading her breasts with my left hand and rubbing her vulva with my right. Soon, she was wet with vaginal fluid. With the sensation in her genitals, the pain in her anus naturally lessened by half. I could finally thrust in and out. Her anus was wide open, and my penis moved in and out freely. Her moans gradually turned into moans of pleasure. I thrust hard into her anus, and with each thrust, her vagina released a lot of fluid. I inserted my fingers into her vagina while my penis penetrated her anus.
"How does it feel to have both holes penetrated at the same time? Does your anus still hurt? Are you enjoying it now?"
"Uh... um... it's starting to feel good, keep going... let me orgasm..." she moaned.
I sped up my thrusting into her anus, no longer caring whether she was in pain or not. After this, she would naturally feel that anal sex was indispensable in the future.
Her lower body was almost overflowing with fluid, which was already gushing out under my fingers' ministrations. After about a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her anus. Exhausted, I lay down beside her. She remained prone on the bed, eyes closed, savoring the passion of that moment, her buttocks raised high, her anus wide open and uncontracted, white fluid flowing from her anus onto the bed. I wondered what it felt like for a woman's vagina to be filled with semen; it must be hot, scalding, and incredibly full.
"Was it good?" I asked breathlessly.
"It felt so good, you naughty boy, making your mother like this… I'll punish you!" My sister (mother) was also panting, her voice still that seductive and adorable one, a voice that would fascinate any man.
"You're so tired, how can you punish me? Didn't expect me to open the back door so quickly, did you?"
"Honestly, you can play with my ass like this? I never thought I'd do that. I love you so much, you give me so much pleasure. I wish I'd met you sooner!" Mom said excitedly. It
was already afternoon, and we'd been working on an empty stomach for so long. We were both covered in sweat; I was sweating profusely, while she was drenched in fragrant woman's sweat. So we took a shower together.
"Is it more comfortable showering like this, or is it more comfortable when I use my mouth to shower you like before?" I asked.
"It's more comfortable when you lick me. I like the feeling of you licking me; it gives me a sense of conquest."
(I never imagined this woman had fallen so low; her language was becoming increasingly lewd and obscene.) "What about licking my feet, and licking my anus?" I deliberately wanted her to say such lewd things, to completely tear off her mask and forever reduce her to a tool for my sexual gratification.
"It's wonderful, the itchy feeling, like an electric shock all over my body. Good boy, you must spend more time with your mother from now on. I'm so lonely. I'll give you my milk every day so you can grow up quickly, and your little brother needs to grow up too. When no one's home, can you come and take care of me often? I really wish I could be your wife." She sighed after saying that.
"Good wet nurse, I'll come and do it to you often. Don't be unable to take it, okay? I'll suck all the milk out of your big breasts, and I'll make you go to heaven every time."
"You naughty boy, don't call me wet nurse. I'm the mother who cherishes you the most, and I will love you with all my heart." She said, pretending to be angry.
When I got home, my mother gave me the set of underwear (bra, panties, stockings) that she had taken off at noon, which still had her body fragrance, as a souvenir. From then on, I said goodbye to the masturbation life of a teenage boy with sexual desires and began mutual sexual release with the neighbor's mother...
And so... the story is basically coming to an end. I actually turned a married woman into a lustful woman. I secretly admired myself.
Women also have desires of conquest and being conquered, especially white-collar workers like this. They suppress their inner desires and pretend to be virtuous, especially when their husbands are only interested in their own pleasures and don't care about their wives. They can't satisfy their wives sexually, and they are lonely women, living alone most of the time in their three-person households. Many women live such tragic lives. Men can go to prostitutes when they have sexual needs, but women, when they are sexually frustrated, must restrain themselves and suppress their desires, at most relying on masturbation to comfort themselves. Therefore, the more they suppress their true nature, the stronger it becomes, and the higher their sexual hunger becomes. Once it erupts, it's uncontrollable. They will abandon their previous hypocritical and elegant demeanor. Since their true nature is exposed, they will go all the way. Therefore, sexually frustrated women are much more terrifying than men.
Take this slut, for example. Maybe one day I'll get married, and no one will cheat on her anymore. Will she actively seek out new men, or even have several men sleep with her at night? Such women will become increasingly unrestrained, gradually turning into harlots, flaunting themselves in public. This is just speculation and inference. I'm 23 years old now, and this happened a year ago. I have a girlfriend now, but I'm still meeting her secretly. I don't know if her husband knows, but even if he does, he probably doesn't care. Rich men like that have plenty of women they want.
Sooner or later I will leave this woman. I cheat on her with her much less often now (I also have to take care of my girlfriend). I no longer treat her with the same passion as before. Instead, I only see her as a lowly bitch, completely opposite to how I felt when I first met her. I wrote this piece recalling the passion of that time. If I were to write about my current attitude, it would probably be a negative article. She may still care about me. What a load of rubbish, sister. I only call her a little bitch now. She happily plays the role of this lewd beast. During the day, she is still elegant and dignified at work, making people keep their distance. She is still a loving mother to her young daughter. Only I know her true colors. If her daughter grows up and doesn't stay in kindergarten in the future, am I supposed to rape her at home in front of her daughter?
I feel like I boarded the wrong ship for a moment of pleasure. I can't even think about it now. I feel disgusted when I have sex with her now (maybe because I have a girlfriend, or maybe I've matured. My sexual impulses back then led to this outcome). I have gone from being proactive towards her to forcing myself to have sex with her. What started as actively serving her turned into abusing her. I hit her, kicked her, and inserted things into her vagina and anus. All the tenderness and affection I once felt was gone.
She's practically being subjected to S&M, being led around like a real bitch to have sex with people in the street, even with animals. I didn't do that to save her face, especially since the initial responsibility lay with me, and I doubt she'd stoop so low as to have sex in the street. After all, she still looks respectable when she goes out. It disgusts me. I don't know if what I did a year ago was right or wrong. I satisfied her sexual desires and helped her rediscover herself; she's much happier now.
But I also turned a married woman into a sex object, worse than a dog. If I hadn't done what I did, she might still be a quiet, repressed, ordinary woman, someone I admire. I'm getting my comeuppance; I'm on a sinking ship. She's still my neighbor, and thinking about her makes me miserable. I don't know what the future holds…

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