【My Romantic Adventures】(09) Author: zmkmba

Author: zmkmba
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Chapter Nine

"Hey... Sister Meng, you're still awake?" I answered the phone and greeted her when she didn't speak
.

"Are you... are you home yet?" Sister Meng finally asked hesitantly.

I thought for a moment and said, "Not yet, my friend is very hospitable, I'll probably be home a little later."

"Oh... well, I won't bother you anymore, I'll hang up." After saying that, Sister Meng hung up the phone.

I lay on the sofa in Bai Song's house covered with a towel, held my phone for a while, and asked Bai Song and his wife, who were watching DVDs
together , "My boss seems to have a chance, should I go first? Go and sound him out."

Bai Lu had already been satisfied by the two of us men and seemed indifferent, but Bai Song was different.
As soon as he heard that I was going to seduce the white-collar big-breasted wife who made him drool, he jumped up and put on his clothes, ready to drive
me there.

Half an hour later, I was already standing downstairs at Sister Meng's house. I said to Bai Song, "You should go back first. Even if
there's a chance, you're too tired to play around today. If it works out, we can arrange another time."

Bai Song knew that we couldn't rush things, so he gave me a few instructions and drove back to be with his wife. I composed myself,
went upstairs, and knocked on Sister Meng's door.

After waiting for more than a minute, I heard Sister Meng's somewhat anxious voice from inside: "Who is it?"

"Sister, it's me," I answered from outside the door.

The door opened immediately, and Sister Meng, wearing a light purple silk robe, looked at me with complicated eyes.

I slipped inside and hugged her tightly, noticing that she
wasn't . My hand slid down, and... well, she was wearing underwear, but when my fingers slipped
under her buttocks, I immediately noticed a slight dampness in the crotch area of her underwear.

"Sis, I thought about it for ages, and I only feel truly at ease sleeping with you in my arms. Did I wake you?"

I said, pulling her into the bedroom. A dim bedside lamp was on, and the thin
summer blanket on the bed had clearly been hastily made, neat yet slightly messy.

But it was precisely that neatly made blanket that betrayed her. At this hour, who would have their blanket so neatly made?
It was obvious she'd done something naughty, hastily tidying it without thinking in her panic.

Seeing me staring at the blanket, Sister Meng suddenly realized what was going on, playfully pinched me, and said, "It's all your fault for
not coming to keep me company."

I chuckled, pulled her into my arms, and rolled onto the bed, getting down to business. But after a short while, I
knew I was in trouble. I'd just ejaculated twice, and my penis was still slightly sore; I couldn't get it hard at all
.

To be honest, I was a bit too indulgent those few days. My sexual ability had noticeably declined compared to when I first started having sex with women
. Although I didn't have any problems with hardness or stamina,
the number of times was significantly less than before.

I remember when I first tasted the pleasures of women, when
I was passionately having sex with Wenwen and Aunt Jun (see "Those Things in College"), I once ejaculated five or six times in a single day and night. But now, after just
two , I wouldn't be able to fully recover my stamina until at least the next night.

Sister Meng quickly noticed my problem and looked at me with an ambiguous expression. I felt a little embarrassed and also a little
sorry for her. Finally, I gritted my teeth, reached out and stripped her clothes off completely, gritting my teeth and saying, "I
don't believe I can't serve you today!"

I spread her legs and plunged my head into her crotch, taking her two bright red labia into my mouth and sucking them
vigorously .

I remember it was the first time I licked her vulva. She seemed flattered and tried to stop me, but to no avail. She
quickly became engrossed in my oral assault.

I have a habit when it comes to women: if a woman I'm not satisfied with has been with someone else, I absolutely won't lick her vulva
again . But I was willing to lick Meng Jie
's vulva because I felt guilty and wanted to please her, and also because the feeling was truly right. After licking her vulva, she was no longer just a sex partner to me; she had become someone I had
feelings .

Meng Jie enjoyed my licking. Judging from her reaction, she had probably never experienced anything like it before
. She kept panting, her body twisting, her hands sometimes grabbing my hair, sometimes
frantically kneading her large breasts.

In the bedroom, the woman's panting and the sounds of a puppy licking her vulva mingled together, quickly bringing Meng Jie, who had never experienced
such treatment, to the peak of excitement.

When the sheets were soaked with her vaginal fluids and breast milk, her body suddenly
jerked violently a few times, followed by a suppressed roar. Her body trembled and twisted for a moment before
slowly relaxing, closing her eyes in a daze, lost in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"That felt so good," Sister Meng said, looking at me with hazy eyes after a while.

My fingers were still slowly caressing her lower body. Hearing her words, I moved my sore tongue and chuckled,
"Feeling good now? Is it your penis that makes you feel good, or your tongue?"

After a period of my "training," Sister Meng was no longer afraid to make such lewd jokes. She smiled and hummed
, "It's not quite the same. This is quite stimulating, but I still feel empty inside, like
something's missing."

Of course, I knew what was missing, but looking at my still half-erect penis, I didn't dare to respond.
After thinking for a moment, I simply inserted my fingers and asked, "How about I use my fingers to make you feel good again?"

Sister Meng giggled and twisted her body, trying to avoid my fingers, but one of her thighs was already
firmly held by me. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape my two fingers.

Later, it became three fingers…

After a while, it became four…

I never imagined that the elasticity of her vagina would be so incredible.
When I put all four fingers together and inserted them, the base of those fingers was more than twice the size of my penis, but Sister Meng didn't show
any discomfort. She just slightly furrowed her brows and breathed softly, welcoming my play.

"Sister, when you gave birth, it was a natural birth, right?" I asked.

"Mmm…" Sister Meng hummed softly with her eyes closed.

"So, does it hurt like this?" I asked again, but Sister Meng didn't react, so I continued, "I
saw people doing fistjobs online, they can even put their whole hand inside a woman's vagina, Sister, let me try it for you?"

After saying that, I was uneasy, afraid that she would suddenly turn on me and call me a pervert or something, but to my surprise,
the woman was silent for a while, and then she still let out a soft moan.

I was overjoyed, and a sadistic desire rose up in my heart.

Playing with the vagina, if you haven't done fistjobs, is that really playing with the vagina? But that kind of play is definitely not something an ordinary woman can bear
. Most women nowadays have C-sections and haven't actually given birth, so they can't accept this kind of
play .

However, Sister Meng had given birth more than two years ago, and although her vagina had recovered
a lot after being dilated, I tried to put my thumb in, and I could barely bear it, but when I tried to go further in, the knuckles formed on my palm
got stuck on the outside, so I didn't dare to use force.

After playing for a while, I pulled my hand out and examined it closely, saying, "That's strange. I feel my palm
is much thinner than the baby's body, so why can't I insert it?"

Sister Meng opened her eyes and pinched me, saying coquettishly, "Giving birth almost killed me with pain. If you're
not afraid of hurting me, try again."

I chuckled and said, "Did I hurt you just now?"

"It didn't hurt, it's just a little swollen. Why don't you try again?" Sister Meng obediently spread her legs a little wider.

I inserted five fingers again, and when they got stuck at the joints, I said to her, "I'll use force slowly
. If you feel pain, just say so."

This time, with Sister Meng's permission, I was bolder. I first used my five fingers to expand her vaginal
opening, and after feeling it expand a little more than before, I put my fingers together and inserted them into her
vagina .

This time, I clearly felt that I inserted them deeper, and the joints of my fingers were almost inside,
just on the sphincter muscles at the entrance.

"Sis, does it hurt? Relax, relax a little more..."

I comforted her, and as I noticed her body slowly relaxing, I suddenly applied pressure with my hand, and immediately felt
my entire palm slide into her vagina. A slight feeling of restraint appeared on my wrist
, but I didn't feel much pressure as my hand was inside her vagina.

The moment I inserted myself, she only cried out in pain, then relaxed, propped herself up, and
looked down at her vulva.

"You really put it all the way in? You bad boy..." Sister Meng glanced down a few times, then punched me twice before
lying flat, looking completely at ease, languidly saying, "Go ahead and play, but be careful not to stuff yourself all the way in!"

I chuckled, stretching my fingers out and making various movements inside her soft, wet vagina, massaging her
cervix while teasing, "I wouldn't dare, if I stuffed myself all the way in, I'd have to call you Mom!"

"Hehehe... I wouldn't dare have a son as lecherous as you..."

We teased each other and played around, but after a while, I got bored. Aside from the novelty and excitement,
there wasn't much to enjoy, and I didn't have much of a sex drive, so playing around was even less fun. She,
having just had her fill, also had a greatly reduced sex drive, and with something as thick as my palm inside her body, it was
indeed a bit uncomfortable, so she told me to pull it out.

When I pulled it out, I encountered a little trouble. I don't know if it was because she was nervous or because my hand was
swollen from being soaked in her vaginal fluid, but she cried out in pain every time I tried to pull it out.

Seeing that she was a bit nervous, I joked to ease the tension, "Damn, what if we really can't pull it out?
We'll go to the hospital and get a doctor's help. You'll have given my hand a hard time, and from now on, this hand can only call you
'Mom '!"

Sister Meng paused for a moment, then suddenly her eyes reddened, and she burst into tears. I understood what she was thinking; if this really went
to
the hospital, she wouldn't be able to face anyone... I remembered an incident online about a girl who let her dog have sex with her, and then the dog's testicles got stuck in her vagina and she couldn't get them out, ending up in the hospital... My situation was exactly the same
! Damn, I panicked too.

In the end, Sister Meng gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and I finally managed to pull my hand out. Afterwards, she hugged me and cried her heart out
, and she never did that again.

After I'd cried enough and rested enough, Sister Meng leaned against my chest, tracing circles on my skin with her finger as she began
interrogating me.

"What's wrong with you today? You haven't been able to get hard."

"Uh… I guess I was too tired."

"Where did you go today?"

"To a friend's house, I already told you."

"What friend? Male or female?"

"Uh… a man and a woman, a couple, I was visiting."

"Oh…"

Sister Meng asked a few more questions, then fell silent. I was getting impatient, thinking, "Sister, you've already heard the phone sex talk
, can't you ask me something more substantial?

" She was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, slowly saying, "Back then, you didn't hang up the phone."

"What phone call?" I feigned ignorance.

She looked up at me, staring into my eyes, and said, "After you finished talking to me, you didn't hang up
... and neither did I."

I couldn't play dumb anymore. I stared at her for a moment, then turned to pick up the phone and put it away, pretending to glance at the call log.
Then I stared into her eyes again and said, "You heard everything?"

Her face flushed slightly, but she still nodded to meet my gaze, biting her lip as she asked, "
The man and woman you were with, were they really a couple?"

I exhaled, putting my hands behind my head, and said, "Really, it was just a cuckoldry game. Didn't I
tell you before? You've read those kinds of novels online yourself."

She snuggled into my arms like a kitten, chuckling, "I thought they were all made up. I didn't
expect it to actually happen."

"How can it be made up?" I said, somewhat dissatisfied. "Is our story also made up?"

Sister Meng pinched me and snorted, "We don't count. Me and him... how should I put it, anyway, we don't count!
You know, you and that couple, the husband being cheated on in front of others, and you can accept it!"

I laughed and said, "So what? They often have wife-swapping parties. His wife gets slept with by other men, and he
gets slept with other men's wives. They all play together, it's all for the thrill."

"Are there really a lot of people doing that?" Sister Meng looked surprised.

I nodded and said, "It's normal. China is a latecomer to this field. Wife-swapping clubs have
been popular in Europe and America for many years."

"What's the point?" She still couldn't believe it.

"It's all about novelty and excitement!" I coaxed her, "Even the most passionate couples
can't withstand the wear and tear of a few years. Once they're more familiar with each other's bodies than their own,
it's hard to feel any sexual desire or passion in front of their partner. So, exchanging partners can improve each other's sex lives. It's
consensual, and it doesn't affect their families. What's so hard to understand?"

"What you said makes sense..." A resentful look suddenly appeared in her eyes, "That's how he is.
When we first got married, he was a little interested in me, but after a few months, he..."

"Tell me, are you already tired of it? You can't even get hard with me anymore!" Her face suddenly changed,
and she gritted her teeth gripping my limp penis as she asked.

I gave a wry smile: "Really, no, my dear sister, be gentle! I just came twice on that woman,
give me some time to catch my breath, okay?"

Sister Meng let me go, resting her head on my shoulder without saying a word. After a while, she asked again, "Is your woman pretty
?"

"She's alright, but not as charming as you, sister! It's just that that guy kept pestering me, I had to go and socialize
with him ," I said.

Sister Meng's curiosity was piqued again, and she grabbed me, pressing me to tell her how I met that kind of person.

I thought about it and decided that if I wanted her to be involved, I couldn't lie to her from the start, so I
told her the whole story.

After listening, she learned that Bai Song had been thinking about her for the past few months, and in addition to her surprise,
a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

To have a man thinking about her so much, whether it was because of love or desire, greatly satisfied
Sister Meng's vanity and soothed the invisible wound in her heart caused by her husband's cold treatment.

From the beginning, Sister Meng never showed much disgust
or which laid a solid foundation for future developments.

[To be continued]

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