And my older sister from my former workplace

I noticed her quite early on, by chance. It was during a meeting at work when I had just graduated. I was sitting there taking notes on the leader's instructions when she arrived late and sat about two meters away from me. Because it was summer, she was wearing a long skirt with her legs stretched out, and she had pulled the skirt up a bit. I happened to glance at her and saw her long, white legs, which were very beautiful. She just smiled at me and continued taking notes. This left a deep impression on me. But at the time, I was still considered a child by my colleagues, and no one paid any attention. What I didn't expect happened when I was 28, in winter. She was 42. She and my girlfriend were very close, and we treated her like an older sister, willing to talk to her about anything. Once, my girlfriend and I went out, and afterwards we went to eat at a restaurant near her house. My girlfriend suggested that she come too, since she was divorced and had nothing to do at home. So we called, and she arrived within minutes. She wore a red cashmere sweater that accentuated her mature, full figure, with a well-proportioned waist and a slightly protruding belly. She wore brown jeans, highlighting her rounded hips and long, slender legs, exuding the charm of a mature woman. After she sat down, we ordered food. She ordered a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), which surprised me. I'd heard she could hold her liquor, but this seemed a little unsettling. I'd already drunk some. When the liquor arrived, she grabbed two large glasses, and we each had one. We ate in a lively atmosphere. After we finished eating and drinking, my girlfriend suggested we go to karaoke. We went to a karaoke bar I was familiar with and ordered some beer. While we were singing, she went to the restroom. I could tell she'd had a bit too much to drink. She hadn't returned for a while, and my girlfriend was worried, so she asked me to go check on her. When I entered the restroom, I saw her leaning against the wall, vomiting. I quickly went over and patted her back. She immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay." I helped her back to the private room and sat her down. I quickly got her a glass of water to rinse her mouth. After a while, she calmed down and looked at me gratefully, saying, "I was a little out of line today, I'm sorry!" The music was very loud, and my girlfriend was singing along, so she didn't see what was happening. She was sitting very close to me, almost touching me. She spoke very softly, and when I leaned closer to listen, my lips brushed against hers. She said again, "Excuse me!" I was a little drunk at the time, and emboldened by the alcohol, I brought my lips to hers. To my surprise, she responded. When our lips met, I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, she seemed to wake up, immediately picked up the songbook, and pretended to select a song. She lowered her head even further, glancing at my girlfriend from time to time, and kept whispering to me, "Be careful, be careful!" I whispered to her, still emboldened by the alcohol, "Do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to have dinner with you tonight!" She immediately said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!" After saying that, she immediately moved away from me by about half a meter. I lived very close to her house, only a five-minute walk. The next day after get off work, I figured she was already home, so I quickly called her. She told me to come over. I ran there excitedly. It was my first time being alone with a female colleague who was much older than me, especially in her home. When I got in, I sat down while she washed vegetables. I couldn't resist hugging her from behind, and she laughed, saying, "You really scared me!" I asked, "What's wrong?" "Last night, I didn't sleep well at all!" Soon, the food was ready. We ate and chatted, and drank some wine. After dinner, she gave me a cup of tea, and I sat on the sofa watching TV. After she finished tidying up, she sat down next to me. I naturally put my arm around her, but she resisted, saying, "I'm so much older than you, how could you have such thoughts?" I hugged her even more boldly, kissed her on the lips, and said, "I just like you!" She half-heartedly complied. After kissing for a while, I pushed her down onto the sofa and kissed her even more passionately. Then she started moaning, calling my name repeatedly. I knew it was time, so I started to take off her top, revealing her bra. She was still pretending to resist, but I unhooked it, revealing two white mounds of flesh. I kept licking her nipples, and her moans grew louder, her body writhing. "Oh...oh...please...don't...please...don't move!" I knew it was fake, so I licked her even more vigorously. I started to unbuckle her belt and take off her pants, but she covered them with her hands, refusing to let me, and she was very firm. I tried several times, but without success. I knew it wasn't time yet, so I gave up. But she kept thrusting her lower body against mine, so I tried to take off her pants again, but she resolutely refused. We lingered on the sofa for over two hours, until we were exhausted, and then we sat up. Her face was flushed, and she gasped, "Your passion is making me dizzy, I can't take it anymore!" I just smiled foolishly. So we kissed and hugged again. Her tongue was very strong, constantly swirling in my mouth. My tongue almost got ripped off; it still hurt the next day. It was almost midnight, and I knew nothing would happen that day, and I was really tired, so I said goodbye. The next few days were the same; nothing else happened. About two weeks later, one evening after get off work, we had dinner together and then went to her place. This time, her reaction was even more intense, but after I took off her pants, she suddenly refused me again. We hugged on the bed, she was on top of me, and we both took off our pants, but she wouldn't let me penetrate her, only rubbing against the edge of her vulva. The discomfort was indescribable. She was moaning continuously. I tried to force my way in several times, but the angle wasn't right, and I couldn't get in. After struggling like this for a while, we were both exhausted and lay on the bed, panting. Finally, one day, after dinner, she invited me to her house. I had drunk some alcohol that day and was a little tipsy. After I entered, she told me to take a shower. At the time, I didn't think much of it, probably expecting it to be the same as before. After showering, I went into the bedroom and saw her wearing a thin nightgown. I was stunned because she had never worn a nightgown in front of me before. Her white thighs and arms, her prominent breasts, the faint outline of her bra, her flushed face—I stood there, speechless for a long time. We started kissing on the sofa again, this time her moans were even more unrestrained. My penis also started to harden, thrusting hard against her lower body. She sat on my lap, and I took off her bra, licking her breasts vigorously. She cried out loudly, moaning incessantly, "Oh...don't...don't lick anymore, I can't take it...oh my god..." I started to pull down her panties, but strangely, she started to resist again, and I couldn't get them off after several attempts. Sigh, just like before! But her moans didn't stop. Suddenly, the phone rang, and she stopped moaning and quickly answered it. It was her ex-husband calling. They talked for a long time without hanging up. I hugged her from behind again, placing her on my lap, and took the opportunity to pull down her panties. Good heavens, this time she didn't resist; she even lifted her buttocks to make it easier for me to remove them. Once they were off, I positioned my hard penis against her vulva. She was talking on the phone, lifting her buttocks to help me align them. Before I even started, she sat down hard. Oh my god, the feeling was absolutely wonderful—tightly enveloped in her vulva, the wet, warm sensation. Her voice trembled as she spoke into the phone. I was enjoying the feeling, while she continued talking, her body twisting, her voice trembling. I cooperated, thrusting upwards, until she couldn't hold back any longer and quickly ended the call. After hanging up, she immediately stood up, and my penis slipped out, but it was completely wet. I thought, "That's it." But then she turned around, straddled my lap again, positioned her vulva against my penis, and sat down hard. Oh, so beautiful. She started bouncing up and down frantically, moaning again. Her frenzy was almost too much for me; I was about to ejaculate. I immediately told her to stop. I put her on the bed, pressed myself on top of her, and kissed her while rubbing my penis against her vulva. She got anxious, hugging my waist tightly and thrusting forward. My penis was then inside her again. She was basically actively responding to me, so I decided to just let it go first and increased the force of my thrusts. After a few thrusts, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back. I quickly told her I was going to ejaculate, and she said, "Just ejaculate inside; it's a safe period now." I finally ejaculated. It felt amazing. She was still moaning, enjoying the pleasure. I rested on top of her for a while, but my penis was still hard. She said, "Get off, rest for a bit." I rolled over, pulled out my penis, still wet with semen and her vaginal fluid. She looked down and said, "Disgusting!" I laughed, "There's your fluid in here too!" She pushed me away, saying, "Go take a shower!" I went to shower with my penis still erect. After showering, my penis was still hard. She laughed and said, "You're still young, still hard after just finishing!" I climbed on top of her, kissing her ear, and said, "Again!" "Oh, I can't take it! I'm exhausted!" But she still responded to my passionate kisses. Finally, my penis rested. "It's already 11:30, you...""It's time to go back!" she said. "I want to sleep here!" "Hehe, isn't that enough?" "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning!" She pondered for a moment and agreed. When I went to brush my teeth, she had already made the bed. Because I was a little tired, I covered myself with the blanket and fell asleep soon after. Around five in the morning, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. A little while later, she came out from there, having just finished showering. I closed my eyes, and she stared at me blankly for a while before getting back into bed, her back to me. I took the opportunity to hug her from behind, placing my hands on her firm breasts. She hummed softly, her hips wiggling, rubbing right against my penis. My penis got hard again, and I asked her from behind. Her wiggling became more intense. I simply pulled off her panties, my penis pressing against her buttocks. She laughed and said, "Look carefully, where are you aiming?" She turned around, pressing herself against me, then sat up, grabbing my penis and rubbing it. Then, guiding it towards her vagina, she forcefully sat down, and with a thrust, my entire penis was swallowed by her again. She bounced up and down, moaning, leaning down to kiss me, biting my tongue, completely frenzied. After a while, she rolled over and lifted me back up. I immediately spread her legs, and my penis skillfully slid in. Because we were tired from last night's work, we lasted longer today, and she kept moaning. With each thrust, the sounds of thrusting were incessant. I felt I had reached the very end; the head of my penis seemed to have hit a soft wall, and with each bump, she cried out. Only then did I examine her closely. Her face was pale, flushed, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, her mouth slightly open, moaning. Her pale body, her breasts swaying rhythmically with my thrusts. Her arms were on my shoulders. My arms supported her two jade-like legs. It felt like a dream; she, dressed so elegantly during the day, was now moaning beneath me, lost in a blissful trance, beyond belief. What a beautiful morning! My "hehe" sounds, her moans, and the sounds of my thighs slapping against her buttocks blended together like a beautiful morning melody. Finally, we reached our climax. My semen sprayed all into her vagina. She let out a long moan, then, as if recovering from a serious illness, panted, lost in her own ecstasy. I lay on top of her, vigorously stirring my penis inside her. After a while, she said, "You're still so young, you're almost killing me. Go get some toilet paper. Hurry! I have to go to work." After that, she remarried not long after, and I transferred to another unit and got married too. We only see each other about once every three months. We usually keep in touch by text message. Every time we meet, we have sex at her house. Sometimes, if there are people at her house, we'll make love in the car. This has continued until now. I really like mature women; they're very attractive and know how to have fun. I've been with this older woman for three years now, and every time it's incredibly pleasurable!

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