Me and the landlady

I went to university in Zhengzhou. Back then, Zhengzhou hadn't undergone large-scale demolitions, and many urban villages near the university were still preserved.
During my junior year, my parents gave me more money, and I sometimes worked part-time as a supervisor and data clerk in my spare time, so my income increased.
My roommates were nice guys, but they were all night owls. They would play games, sing, and chat late into the night. I'm a light sleeper, and after a while, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I moved out and rented a place with a classmate from my department.　　She was a native of Zhengzhou, but her husband was from out of town. I felt it was a bit like she had married into his family. In short, she was always very unfriendly to her husband, constantly bossing him around and giving him the cold shoulder.
The entire ten-story building had dozens of tenants, and she managed everything herself. Her parents were usually away on vacation, staying for a month or two at a time. Her husband was rather lazy, spending his days playing mahjong and cards with the residents or neighbors, gambling small amounts like a dollar or two. When a new resident needed internet, he would adjust the router
and wiring. Or he would find someone to fix any plumbing or wiring problems. That year, Sister Yilin was thirty-one, nine years older than me. She had married young and had a child at twenty. Back then, she possessed a mature and sophisticated charm, and her beautiful legs truly captivated me. Sometimes, when I masturbated in bed, I fantasized about her.
She was actually very capable; she also ran a small Sichuan restaurant on the ground floor. She's decisive and efficient, but also incredibly kind.
Her only weakness is her eccentric son, H.
H spends all his time playing video games and is a mischievous little prankster. He was just starting junior high, but looked like an eight or nine-year-old. His grades were terrible. Yilin was frantic, searching everywhere for tutors. But three or four tutors left because of him; one of the female tutors even let H touch her breasts, which led to a fight, and the relationship ended badly.
Then one day, while chatting with her, she asked if I would be willing to tutor H. She would waive my rent and pay me. If it weren't for the fact that I was busy with my part-time supervisor job at the time, I would have agreed. But because we were good friends, I recommended my best high school classmate, S, to tutor H, and that's how it was arranged.
My classmate S is clever and quick-witted. After a while, things went fairly well between me and H. Eventually, I managed to get H to study harder, and I even got along really well with him.
In the end, Yilin signed a one-year contract with my classmate, had him move in, and even gave him an electric scooter as a gift. Wow, back then, electric scooters were still quite rare in Zhengzhou.
Life was pretty uneventful until one day, Yilin said it was the end of the year and invited S and me to dinner.
I remember we went to a really nice restaurant, ordered a small table, and drank some alcohol. We ate and chatted with her and her best friend, having a great time.
When she went to pay the bill, S asked to use her phone, and Yilin said it was fine.
As soon as S turned on her phone, she saw a pornographic video with sound. She didn't know how to turn it off.
When Yilin came back after paying, seeing our awkward situation, she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "That person was so annoying, downloading this on my phone."
Actually, S and I both knew that no one could touch Yilin's own phone.
This time, something caught my eye. It turns out that even charming mature women can be quite horny.
Later, S came to me one time asking for my room key (I still don't know why he didn't go to his own room). I gave it to him, and he said he had something to do in my room and told me not to ask. Then he looked very mysterious.
I was about to go downstairs to the internet cafe when I ran into Sister Yilin, who said there was a room upstairs that needed maintenance. I didn't think much of it, but when I went out, I realized I hadn't taken my internet card, so I went back. I found Sister Yilin had gone into my room and closed the door.
S was inside. I thought it would be too awkward to knock on the door in this situation.
After waiting a while, Sister Yilin didn't come out. I thought, "Oh no, are they doing something?" But when I peered into the room, I didn't hear any heavy breathing or loud noises (now that I think about it, maybe the room's soundproofing was really good).
Since nothing came of it, I ignored them and went to the internet cafe. I played for an hour, got bored, and went straight home.
After getting home, I went to the rooftop to get my laundry. Just as I reached the ninth floor, I saw my room was open. Sister Yilin, looking quite aroused, kissed S, then said goodbye, and S went back to his room.
Then, probably to avoid suspicion, Sister Yilin didn't come downstairs but came straight up, ending up right in front of me.
I was incredibly embarrassed, but Sister Yilin acted as if nothing had happened. Having just been intimate, she exuded a mature charm that I couldn't look directly at.
Sister Yilin asked if I had seen everything. I pretended not to know, asking what I saw and saying I didn't know.
Sister Yilin chuckled seductively, patted me, and said in a coquettish voice, "Just keep pretending! Men are all the same."
I was terrified. Being said that to me suddenly made me feel completely lost. I could only say, "Sister, I'm going back now. If you need any help, just let me know." Then I ran back to my apartment.
Later, I checked the room but didn't find any condoms, vaginal fluids, or anything like that.
However, there were some damp sweat stains on my bed, and I found a curved pubic hair-like object.
I fantasized about internal ejaculation. That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, my mind filled with thoughts of Sister Yilin.
From then on, Sister Yilin would always intentionally or unintentionally approach me, talking to me about things related to men and women, but never anything sexual. Sometimes she would chat with me about everyday things, complaining about how bad her husband was. Meanwhile,
my good friend S was having a passionate affair with a rich heiress, which completely cooled things down here.
It was summer, and both men and women wore thin clothing, and sometimes I would... I was shirtless in the room.
During this time, Sister Yilin increased the frequency of her room inspections, ostensibly for fire safety checks in the urban village. But every time she inspected the ninth floor, she would stay in my room, sit on my bed, and chat for half an hour.
One time, I was shirtless again, playing games with my back to her. Suddenly, I glanced at the mirror on my computer desk and saw her looking at me—more precisely, at my buttocks and back.
I was afraid she'd see me, but also felt irresistibly drawn to her.
I stupidly asked, "Sister Yilin, why are you staring at me?"
Sister Yilin blushed and said, "Little brat, what's wrong with me looking at you?"
In that moment, my penis was hard, and I could only bend over and awkwardly say,
"Sister Yilin, it's so hot, a man and a woman alone in a room, aren't you afraid I'll…"
Before I could finish speaking, Yilin interrupted me, saying, "Hey, come on, I'll give it to you?" Then she casually crossed her legs and braced herself against the bed with her hands behind her.
Honestly, after hearing that, I definitely wanted to just go for it. But I was too shy and embarrassed to do anything; the air felt like it had frozen.
Luckily, Yilin broke the ice, saying, "It's getting late, time for dinner. How about we eat at my place?" I was dumbfounded and immediately said, "Sister, no need to be polite, I've already eaten." Then Yilin smiled and left.
One day, Yilin and her husband had a fight, and that's when our real story began.
The reason was that her husband had suddenly changed; the softie had become a tough guy, and he started to assert himself.
Sister Yilin, being a tough character, fought back little by little, eventually infuriating her husband into storming out. Afterwards, Sister Yilin burst into tears, then opened a bottle of Lao Cun Zhang liquor and gulped down half of it. She then grabbed a small stool and stormed up to the rooftop to quell her anger. But as
soon as she got there, a sudden downpour soaked her to the bone. She had no choice but to come down, and by the time she reached the ninth floor, the alcohol was taking effect, making her dizzy. She
then stumbled upon S's old room. S had moved to a place near a wealthy heiress's house, and Sister Yilin, holding S's room key, probably intended to sleep there instead of going back to her own room, and went straight in.
Just then, I went out to collect the laundry and noticed the empty room door was open. Fearing a thief, I went in and found Sister Yilin sitting on the bed, her face flushed, covering her head. Her clothes, still damp from the rain, revealed a beige lace bra and her curvaceous figure… Sister Yilin, perhaps lost in thought, hadn't noticed me enter. She'd taken off her clothes and was about to undo her bra when she saw me. Sister Yilin
seductively teased me, "Had enough looking? You little brat with lustful thoughts but no guts."
I sighed and said, "I'll go find Brother H (her husband) to help you down."
Sister Yilin immediately flared up, saying in a low voice, "Don't go!"
Then she stood up to stop me, but lost her balance and stumbled, falling into my arms. Afraid she'd fall, I immediately held her tightly. But as soon as I held her, something went wrong; I'd intended to hold her shoulders but ended up holding her full breasts. Her warm body, smooth skin, soft touch, the fragrance of her hair, her soft, breathy moans—none of it was something I, in my insatiable desire, could handle.
I remember my penis immediately hardened the moment I hugged her. Unable to contain my lust, I tossed her onto the soft mattress and pounced on her like a dog attacking its prey.
At that moment, Sister Yilin was my prey; I wanted to enjoy her to the fullest.
I kissed her directly on the lips. She probably didn't expect me to be so direct. When I kissed her, I could feel her whole body harden; she was probably stunned. Then she turned her head away, trying to stop me from kissing her. I forcefully held her head and kissed her lips forcefully, my tongue slipping inside. She bit my lip, but only lightly; I guess Sister Yilin felt sorry for me. Finally, we kissed passionately, our hands entwined.
Then I began to loosen her bra and her sexy panties, teasing her genitals until her private parts flowed with lubrication.
Then we were completely free. I used all my strength to thrust my penis into her vagina, pounding into her uterus like a motor.
And after I possessed her, she began to moan and groan, enjoying our sexual desire.
Then we made love passionately, her whole being responding to my thrusts, using every position imaginable. I was frantic, as if I wanted to penetrate her to the deepest part of her body.
Faced with Sister Yilin's mature body, I thrust tirelessly inside her... Finally, under my rapid thrusts, she trembled and moaned loudly, and I felt myself about to ejaculate. Only then did she realize that I wasn't wearing a condom. She immediately pushed me away, shouting, "Don't ejaculate inside, please, come out!"
But the difference in strength between a woman and a man is truly vast, and she couldn't muster any strength. My mind went blank, and waves of heat surged uncontrollably from my body, violently impacting her vagina and uterus. One thrust, two thrusts, until I felt like I had ejaculated more than a dozen times, until I felt like I couldn't ejaculate anymore. Then, like planting a tree, I thrust my penis deep into the deepest part of her vagina. And she could only groan as she received the lubrication of my love juice.
Afterwards, I held her tightly, and she embraced me tightly with a passionate kiss.
That night I had sex with her four times. We slept in bed, her buttocks facing me. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I would forcefully thrust my penis into her vagina and fuck her… When she was woken up by me, she would moan and curse, “Haven’t you had enough…?”
Then she would cooperate, her buttocks constantly pressing back, letting my penis penetrate deeper and deeper… until her vagina was filled with my semen. We did it again when she woke up in the morning.
Actually, thinking about it later, I was quite scared. What if her husband came back and searched everywhere for her? What if he found this room? She would be dead.
Afterwards, we washed up together. I just watched her silently until she put on all her clothes. Afterwards, Sister Yilin regained her capable and calm demeanor.
I remember the incredibly shy and alluring expression on her face after she squatted down to expel the semen. She looked at me fiercely and said, “Do you want to die? You shot so much, you bastard.”
I thought she was going to hate me, despise me. Although I longed for her body and the passion of that night. But as she was leaving, she passed by me and pinched my butt hard, making me hiss. Then she squeezed my penis, saying, "You bad boy."
I pinched her butt back, and she chuckled. With a coquettish expression, she softly said, "Stop fooling around, I really have to go now, let's play again next time!" Then, like a little wife, she kissed my cheek before leaving.
After that, my wonderful lovemaking with Sister Yilin officially began.
During that time, we had one passionate encounter after another on the rooftop, in the bathroom, the kitchen, the storage room, the internet cafe, her big bed, her car, and even the internet cafe bathroom.
Her mature body taught me a lot of experience and knowledge. Even after I left Zhengzhou, we kept in touch.
Last month, she came to our city with her whole family. Strangely, she bought tickets for her family to go to tourist attractions and then drove directly to a hotel near my house.
She said it was a get-together with old friends. But the conversation ended up in bed…

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