[I caught a young woman with a child while fishing]

This post was last edited by Brave Little Deer on 2017-08-12 at 14:24.

To win over a client, I started learning to fish. I'd fished before, but I was a complete novice and never considered it a hobby. After securing the client, I've come to enjoy fishing.

In my free time, I bring a parasol, a long fishing rod, lie on a small deck chair, enjoy the breeze, and find peace and tranquility. It helps me escape work worries and even sparks new ideas. Whether I catch any fish or not doesn't matter; catching a young woman would definitely be a blessing from the god of love.

The river I frequent is located in the city's ring moat greenbelt, with a beach and lawns. There are no entertainment facilities or tourist attractions; it's far from roads and noise, making it a perfect place to relax.

One afternoon last autumn, after finishing a heavy workload at the company, I went fishing alone to unwind.

I arrived a little late, and there were many people fishing. It was crowded because fishing requires a quiet environment; anglers generally maintain a distance of at least ten meters from each other, and only close friends or acquaintances sit together.

I arrived late, so I could only fish near the artificial beach. As usual, I used an umbrella, put on my headphones, and read a book to pass the time.

(To make a long story short, I won't go into the details.)

While I was fishing, a two-year-old who had gotten bored playing in the sand wandered over to me. No matter how his mother tried to coax him, he wouldn't leave. I wasn't really interested in fishing, but I like kids, so I let him join me. His mother was quite carefree; she was on her phone the whole time until her child fell asleep on my deck chair,

at which point she put down her phone and took the child away. That's how my first day went. I didn't intend to flirt with her then; she wasn't my type. She was 160cm tall (girls who insist they're 160cm are usually over 150cm) and weighed around 90kg. Petite girls like her aren't my type, especially with her short hair, which significantly diminished her feminine charm.

After that, I went fishing a few more times, and coincidentally, I ran into this mother and son every time. The child wasn't shy and would bother me every time. His mother and I met more often, and eventually, we became familiar.

During our casual conversation, I learned she was a stay-at-home mom, her family rife with conflict between her and her mother-in-law. She often took her child out to relax. Her husband worked in another city and only came home once every month or two. After becoming pregnant, she quit her job to stay home and care for the child, feeling bored and lonely. When the baby was first born, her mother-in-law helped out a bit, but now she basically doesn't care anymore.

At the time, I didn't intend to flirt with her; I just listened a few times out of boredom and offered some comfort. I advise reconciliation, not separation. Many mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflicts stem from insufficient communication and a lack of mutual understanding. If neither party is difficult or demanding, they can resolve their own issues through communication . Divorce and finding another partner isn't a good solution; the same problems are likely to recur.

Perhaps she didn't want a divorce, or perhaps my words resonated with her, and she was receptive to my advice.

We met a few times but never asked each other's names or exchanged contact information, only knowing that we had attended university in the same city and both enjoyed watching movies. Then her child damaged my recliner. She offered to pay for it, but I had bought it from a friend and thought it could be repaired, so I didn't ask her to pay. She gave me her WeChat and phone number, and we arranged to go get it fixed together.

That's when I learned her name. Like Jiang Ziya fishing, I figured she'd only bite if she wanted to, so I called her Fish.

It was a small matter; I took it in for repair myself without telling her. Fish asked about it a few times and even offered to treat me to a meal, but I was busy and declined.

Autumn turned to winter, and I was constantly traveling for work, plus the cold weather, so I didn't have time to go fishing at the river anymore. We chatted a few times on WeChat, but she was even more of a complainer, and I didn't offer any advice, so we gradually lost contact.

Then, after the New Year, I posted a photo of myself jogging in my WeChat Moments, taken at my usual fishing spot. She saw it and asked when I was going fishing again, saying she owed me a meal.

After the Qingming Festival, spring arrived, and a friend invited me fishing. My friend had to leave early, so I sent Fish the photo and my location. She quickly showed up alone.
感谢那个男人，借着她离婚的机会，给了她足够的安慰，撩动了她的春心。

可能是春暖花开万物复苏，人体内的荷尔蒙加速分泌，那一天我很想泡她，就像苍蝇发现一个有缝的鸡蛋。

所以，当她提出喝酒时，我没拒绝。正好我车上有酒有菜，红酒陪咸水鸭，我们一直喝到天色漆黑，直到夜深人静，才发现已经九点。

鱼儿还没发泄完，借着酒意埋怨前婆婆，埋怨前夫，埋怨那渣男，埋怨我对她不理不睬。

我直接怼她，要不是你个怨妇有红杏出墙的意思，怎幺会被那渣男撩拨。

一句话出口，她哭了。我只好道歉。

她擦鼻涕抹眼泪的跟我说她生娃之后跟老公聚少离多，性生活屈指可数。一两个月一次，她生活枯燥，性生活没有，忍得多难受。

酒是色媒人，借着夜色，我们的话题开始很open。

最后我来一句，这夜深人静的，别再说了，再说我受不了了，再把你咔嚓了。

她似是幽怨地说，我已经湿了。

曾经有一个女孩跟我说过这句，当时我跟她躺在一张床上，我禽兽不如。她说完这话之后，我无耻地去试探，她的内裤果然已经湿透。那一天我脑子进水假装正人君子，只用手指抚慰了她。

这一次，我一把拉过鱼儿，把她放倒在我腿上，一只手直接摸她下面。

喝多了，隔着牛仔裤摸得，只能隔着裤子感觉她阴户的隆起和柔软。

“嗯啊。”她娇吟一声，长出几口气，对我说：“你不会伸进去摸，在外面瞎摸。”

我这om">人妻无码制服丝袜欧美日韩才反应过来，解开她裤门的纽扣，贴着她的小腹把手伸进去。

她用一只手按着我的手往下，口中说：“轻点，慢点。别弄疼我。”

看着她醉眼惺忪，一副任我采摘的模样，我没有犹豫，直接摸过去。

那里果然已是泥泞一片，小内内已经湿透，她的爱液几乎成河。

她的身子极其敏感，刚被我碰到就猛地颤抖一下，接着蜷缩在一起，双腿紧紧夹住我的手。她把头埋到我腋下，娇喘着说：“轻一点，别太用力。”

我压根没用力好吧：“你要把我手指夹断吗？”

她隔着衣服咬我一口，打开双腿给我一个缝隙。

我顺势拨开她的阴唇，把食指探进去。刚伸进去一个指节我就感受到她的紧致，我的手指几乎是撑开了她的阴道。

“啊”，她的叫声吓我一跳，四处打量很久，唯恐有人偷窥。

她也愣了愣，确认没人后挪动身体平躺在我怀里。

“深一点，轻一点。我很久没做了。”她娇喘着指挥我的手指。

她空旷许久的阴道并不空旷，紧紧包裹着我的手指，如果没有流水般的爱液润滑，真的很难插入。她的教区随着我的插入不停抖动，阴道阵阵紧缩，贪婪地含吮我的手指。

在我把手指全根探入来回抽动时，她挺起娇臀，努力把牛仔裤往下褪，给我留出足够的运动空间。借着这机会，我把中指一起探入。

“啊，疼。”

我立刻停下动作，想往外抽。她用手按住我的手不让我动。

“疼？”

“涨。”

“那我出来。”

“等等。”

我没有等，而是一进一退缓慢深入。她娇吟着努力张开大腿配合，口中慢慢发出愉悦的呻吟，原本平躺的身体转向我，掀开我的上衣，舔舐，吸吮，啃咬我的腹肌。

我感受到她的兴奋，不再持续上前，勾动手指分辨她阴道内的褶皱和兴奋点。

随着我的动作，她的喘息越来越大，我只好用上衣把她盖住，免得声音太大引来偷窥。

她似乎误解我的意思，低转头拉开我的裤门，隔着内裤抚摸我激动的小弟弟，然后一口咬了上去。

这个当口，我找到了她的兴奋点，轻轻按揉几下，她猛地抬起头呻吟昵呢，娇喘着说：“别动了，我要你进来。”

我明白她的意思，我也想，可是在河边我不敢，万一来个人，穿裤子都来不及，再被拍下来我就出名了。

我更卖力的揉捻，同时用手掌抚摸她的阴蒂：“舒服吗？”

“舒服，我快死了。”

“那就舒服死吧。”

“我真快被你玩死了。”她咬着牙喘气，说完这话像发疯般把手伸进我内裤，掏出小弟弟：“我要它。啊，啊。我不想到。”

说完这话，她没等我回答就把我小弟弟整根吞下，她的一只手紧紧抱着我的腰，嘴里不停发出呜呜呜的呻吟。她的身体猛地绷紧，双腿死死夹住我俩纠缠在一起的手。

她高潮了，许久没有动弹，我万分庆幸她没有一时兴奋咬断我的小弟弟。

“舒服了？”

等她喘息平复，我把手抽了出来。

她吐出我的小弟弟，却没离开，用脸挤压摩挲着：“舒服死了？”

“你以前没体验过？”我虚荣心得到莫大的满足。

“没有。”

“自己试的时候也没有？”我脑中灵光一现，想知道这个空旷少妇会不会自嗨。

“有过几次。”她说完这话立刻回过味来，不过却没有羞恼，反过来问我：“你这幺会玩，一定祸祸过不少良家少女吧。”

我没回答，绝不在她面前说有人说我的手比jj强一万倍。

“我还以为你是好人。”她给我个白眼，低头去在我龟头上咬一下，然后吞进嘴里。

她嘴里有人质，我不再刺激她，默默享受她的吞吐。

闲来无事，我一边留意四周，一边摸出纸巾帮她擦拭下体。待腹中欲火升腾，我又把手伸了下去。

她没有拒绝，反而更加卖力，生疏地吞吐，舔舐，不时弄疼我。即便如此，我的高潮依然慢慢到来。

“别动了。”我不想射，正戏还没开始呢。

她根本不理不睬。

“现在射了一会儿就没劲了。”

“正好让你老实。”她说得很狡黠，说完开始用舌头不停舔我的龟头。她感受到了我的兴奋。

我也感受到了她的兴奋，加大了我手上的力道。

我们就像比赛一样，比谁能先让对方高潮。

Finally, I lost. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I pressed her head down. Caught off guard, she swallowed my penis. By the time she tried to spit it out, I had already ejaculated.

I ejaculated with great gusto. She wanted to vomit but couldn't, and because of her moans, she couldn't swallow either, resulting in her swallowing half and spitting out the other, making a mess of my crotch.

"This is my first time doing this. You're disgusting."

At this moment, perhaps because her orgasm was approaching, she struggled to get off my body after saying this, lying on the grass and letting me do as I pleased.

At that moment, I looked at her like I was looking at my prey, a fish I had caught, ready to be ravaged.

I didn't disappoint her. I squatted down beside her, covering her mouth with one hand to prevent her from making a sound, and using the other hand to stimulate her vulva, bringing her to a second orgasm.

After she finished, we were both exhausted. We rested for a while, packed up, and left.

On the way back, we looked around, thankfully not encountering anyone.

When we got to the parking lot, we both realized the seriousness of the situation. We both drove here. Leaving aside whether there were traffic police checking for drunk driving, we were so drunk we could easily have driven into a river.

We both knew we couldn't drive and didn't want to take each other home, so we went to a hotel together.

The nearest hotel was four kilometers away. After walking for a while, she asked me to carry her, saying I'd made her genitals swollen.

I carried her all the way to the hotel. Luckily, I have good stamina, otherwise I wouldn't have had the energy for the second half.

We showered together. I was surprised that her petite frame had such large breasts; she said she was a D cup, and after checking, I agreed.

While washing each other, our passion intensified, and we started right there. I finally experienced the pleasure of being enveloped by her amazing vagina—tight, juicy, and elastic, a hidden paradise within.

Unfortunately, we were twenty centimeters apart in height, so various positions weren't satisfying, and we had to move to the bed.

Her moans were loud, as if I wasn't penetrating her vagina but stabbing her heart with a knife, causing the people in the next room to bang on the wall.

Who cares about them? Having an audience makes us even more excited. The numbing effect of alcohol makes us crave the pleasure our bodies can give us.

I don't know how long we did it, we just kept going and going.

She had been empty for so long, and she frantically took from me, even when she was too tired to move, she would still hold my penis. I was determined to defeat her, and when my penis gave out, I would switch hands, until she finally broke down and begged for mercy, and stopped

. We forgot how many times we did it that day, we did it on and off, so we couldn't count.

I don't know how excited she was, but when I woke up, the sheets were still wet.

She later said she was very happy, that she felt like she had gotten back all the orgasms she had never experienced in her life. The next day she didn't let me check out. When I brought her food in the afternoon, she hadn't gotten up yet, and she just opened the door for me naked, and then the passion continued to burn.

Maybe it was because the room was too empty and old, maybe it was to release her pent-up emotions, maybe she knew that our relationship wouldn't last. She kept taking from me frantically, even when she was sleeping, she would hold my fingers. It made my wrists ache, and of course, she wasn't better either; the price was that her vagina was red and swollen for several days. When she sent me photos, she even said she wanted more.

I'm going crazy.

Once you've tasted the sweetness, you can't stop. She said she was obsessed with my fingers (how insulting!), and then we met up a few more times. She said she loved the feeling of me covering her mouth and torturing her vagina—a staple of our rendezvous. We always stood, and every time I ravaged her until her legs went weak.

Now she wants to remarry her ex-husband, and things are going well. For the sake of the children, her mother-in-law has also made concessions.

But I don't know if she can truly move on. Last time we met, she was conflicted, feeling guilty for being so reckless in seeking sexual stimulation. We agreed to part amicably; we won't see each other again after I get a new partner, and we won't see each other again after she remarries.

I hope we can keep our word and leave each other with beautiful memories.

A very memorable period, a passionate January romance. She was also a very attractive young woman, which greatly increased my fondness for short-haired women.

[The End]

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