Young woman, having an affair with me, is intoxicating and soul-stirring.

When I was twenty-five, my first love tragically passed away. After that, I became withdrawn and taciturn. Thinking of her brought tears to my eyes, and in my overwhelming grief, I gradually went astray! One warm, moonlit spring night, I hurried home from a classmate's house. Not far into the village, I saw a woman walking quickly ahead of me in the same direction. At the time, I didn't pay much attention, thinking she had just finished playing mahjong and was rushing home. I continued to follow her. Gradually, I saw her leave the village and head towards the fields beyond. A sense of unease began to creep into my mind. I wondered, what was a woman doing in the middle of the night in the fields? There were no houses ahead of her, and tall corn stalks grew along the roadside—even a man would feel uneasy walking there! Thinking it over, I ran a few steps, and as I got closer, I recognized her in the intermittent moonlight: it was the young woman from the back street of our village, only about thirty years old. Her husband was an honest, hardworking farmer. They owned a horse-drawn cart, which he used to help him with the farming. In his spare time, he would hitch up the cart to haul coal, bricks, and other odd jobs, so she hardly had to do any farm work. Her husband doted on her, spoiling her rotten and never letting her do any hard or strenuous work, always doing everything she wanted. She was very beautiful, slender, and tall, with a fair, oval face and two large, fine, dark eyes. When she looked at you and spoke, her clear, bright eyes seemed to hold boundless tenderness, inspiring endless daydreams. In the height of summer, she always wore a blue gauze skirt with white polka dots, and you could clearly see from the outside that she was wearing small white thongs underneath. Her slender, delicate legs were encased in black stockings, extending deep into her thighs. Through her open-necked t-shirt, I could glimpse her white, tender, and full breasts. Filled with a thousand questions, I quietly followed her. She quickly walked into the path beside the road, where the corn stalks rustled in the wind. Using the corn as cover, I followed closely behind, wondering what she was up to. A moment later, she stepped through the weeds and turned into a narrow path at the edge of the cornfield. Looking ahead, I could vaguely see a figure moving among the weeds. As she drew closer, I heard a man's voice, filled with tenderness, say, "You—you've finally come! I've missed you so much!" He opened his arms as if to embrace her. Closer still, I heard the woman say, "Shh!" Her voice was very soft; someone was following us! ------Then the two quickly darted into the cornfield beside them. With a rustling sound of the corn stalks colliding, they disappeared into the ground without a trace. The earth returned to its original silence! I squatted down, listening quietly, carefully. After a while, the ground remained silent! I knew they had hidden themselves, lying motionless deep in the ground! Summer nights are cool, but there are also many mosquitoes. I listened to the buzzing of mosquitoes swirling around me, and after only a short while, I felt an unbearable itch on my exposed skin. I touched it and found several mosquito bites. I thought to myself, "I'm already getting bitten so badly outside. Imagine how much more they'll suffer inside, surrounded by corn stalks, biting even more, and afraid to move! I don't believe they can handle it!" I waited to see how long they could last! -------Just a short while later, I heard a loud rustling of corn stalks in the ground. The sound was coming from two directions. I knew the two of them had gone their separate ways. But I wasn't sure which way the woman had gone, so I couldn't follow her anymore! I thought it best to wait for her on her way home. ------ I hid by her roadside and waited for her, but she didn't come over for a long time. I wondered if she had gone home from somewhere else? I went to her house to listen for voices. I arrived at her front door and saw that the lights in her house were off. I looked around and saw that no one was there. It was quiet; all the houses were dark, as if everyone had gone to sleep. I stood in front of her house and listened carefully to the sounds inside. After a while, I could only hear the jingling of a horse's neck bell. I thought, perhaps no one is inside; perhaps she hasn't returned yet? I was filled with great doubt! I grabbed the wall and jumped onto it, then carefully climbed down. Standing in their yard, I saw that the upper window of their house was open, and the lower window had a window shade. I crouched low, tiptoed past the window, and went around to the back of the house. The bean trellis was covered in green vines. The back window was open. I crouched under the window, still eavesdropping, but there was still no sound. I cautiously peeked inside; it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything. She probably hadn't returned home yet. I sat patiently on the concrete steps under the window—after a while, I heard her drowsy voice, tinged with anger as if she'd just woken from a dream, coming from inside: "Pull it out!" Then I heard rapid, slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh. Just as I heard her moan, the room fell silent again. Then I heard the woman, excitedly panting and with a hint of resentment, say, "Hurry—move—faster!—you—move!"—and then I heard the man say dejectedly, "I—came!" A soft rustling sound came again, followed by a man's soft, pleading voice from inside the house: "I'm sorry, I'm incompetent, I can't satisfy you—please don't be sad!" Then came the sound of turning over, and with a woman's sigh, the house gradually returned to silence. What I didn't understand was that she had already returned home by some road. Waiting any longer was pointless, so I quietly left her house. Back home, before falling asleep, I thought about this pretty young woman, so lustful. No wonder she went out to find men; it was because her husband couldn't satisfy her! Unable to find pleasure in life and unable to endure physical loneliness, she would find ways to seek it out herself! Thinking this, I drifted off to sleep. Dawn broke again in the east, and new wisps of smoke rose from every house. After eating, I sat for a while, guessing that her husband should have left by then. I dressed myself up a bit and went to her house again. When I arrived, the gate was still tightly closed. Listening carefully, I heard no more horse bells in the yard, so I knew her husband had hitched up his cart and gone out. I knocked on the door and heard her sweet voice ask from inside, "Who is it?" I replied, "It's me!" She clearly recognized my voice, and there was silence inside for a long time. I raised my hand to knock again, waited a while, and then silently opened the door. I saw her standing shyly in the doorway, her eyes filled with nervousness. I said, "You're home!" She didn't look at me, lowered her head, and let out a soft "Mmm!" I stepped into the house, and she followed. I glanced back and saw the front door was wide open; she hadn't closed it. I went inside and saw the inner door was also open. I knew she was still wary of me. I sat at the head of her kang (heated brick bed), and she sat at the foot; there was a considerable distance between us. She sat there silently, staring straight out the window. We were silent for a while, then I said, "You must be busy!" She blushed. Still looking out the window, she murmured, "Not busy!" "Busy with what?" I asked again, "What did you do last night?" She blushed, glanced at me, and said, "Slept at home!" After a moment of silence, I said, "I've come to ask you for a favor today!" Her face turned pale, then she turned to look at me. I saw a complex light in her eyes, a mixture of desire and fear. She asked hesitantly, "What is it?" I said, "I want to buy a pair of pants. Could you help me choose some?" She seemed relieved, her gaze returning to the window, her face even redder and paler! She sat there silently again. After a while, I said, "Since you won't help me, I'm leaving!" As I spoke, I got out of bed and walked from the inner room to the outer room, and then from the outer room to the courtyard. Just then, she stopped in the outer room, seemingly burdened with great worry, and called out to me, "Come back!" I turned and went back into the outer room, standing face to face with her, greedily gazing at her full, high breasts, and asked, "Is something wrong?" She said shyly, "I'll go with you, you go first! Wait for me at the crossroads leading out of the village." My heart fluttered, and I happily went home, took out my bicycle, and rode off towards the crossroads. When I arrived, she hadn't come yet. I waited a while, and then I saw her slender figure gracefully riding a 26-inch bicycle with a slanted crossbar, her light gauze skirt fluttering in the wind. I stared at her intently, my heart pounding. After a while, she came to my side, and I smelled the unique fragrance of a woman emanating from her. She didn't get off the bicycle; as she passed by me, she simply said softly, "Let's go! Stay a little further away from me!" I quickly got on my bike, Teacher.I followed behind her, keeping my distance, while she rode ahead at a leisurely pace. I gazed at her white thong beneath her almost transparent skirt, and my mind raced with fantasies. We arrived on a busy street in the city, where the chances of bumping into acquaintances were slim. We rode side-by-side, and happened to pass a movie theater. I exclaimed in surprise, "I heard this theater shows 3D movies! They're amazing! I haven't seen one yet, have you?" She shook her head. I said, "Then let's go see one!" She nodded shyly. I bought tickets, sunflower seeds, peanuts, and a bag of apples. We found seats, sat close together, and ate sunflower seeds and peanuts while waiting for the movie to start. A moment later, the theater lights went out, and everything went dark. My eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness at first. Taking advantage of this moment, I leaned closer to her, my arm resting against her soft shoulder. A current seemed to surge through my body, and a strange passion welled up inside me. I felt her arm shift slightly, then pull closer to me again. I glanced at her; her eyes were fixed on the screen, and I couldn't tell if her face was pale or flushed. The unique fragrance of her womanly body further agitated me. I couldn't help but... My hand rested on her full, smooth legs. Her legs seemed to move slightly closer, then quickly opened again towards me! I instantly understood; she was still hesitant, her heart wavering. She wanted to be with me, yet was also considering other things, and hadn't made a final decision about me! We were still lacking a spark to ignite! I could see she was hoping I would ignite the fire within her! I thought to myself, "I will! I will satisfy you!" I turned to look at her and saw she was still staring at the screen. My blood was rushing through my body; I had no interest in the movie at all. Soon, the movie ended, and we walked out of the theater together. Outside, she was much more affectionate towards me than before the movie. We rode our bikes along, and before we knew it, we were at the park entrance. She said, "I haven't been to a park in ages. Will you come with me?" I eagerly agreed, "Sure!" We visited the zoo together. There were majestic Siberian tigers, fierce and proud lions, gentle swans, graceful mandarin ducks playing in the water, and cleverly leaping monkeys, making funny faces as they scratched their ears and cheeks. I saw a happy smile on her face! Her dimples under her pink cheeks were even more captivating. I leaned close to her, my eyes burning with passion. My voice, filled with tenderness, asked her, "Did you enjoy watching?" She looked into my eyes, and it seemed she saw a burning desire within them! This fire was deeply searing her, making her body hot and her heart surging. She looked for a while, then shyly nodded silently. After looking around for a while, we walked to a rockery, a secluded spot in the park. Tall, lush cherry trees surrounded the rockery, making it quite enclosed. I said, "Let's go in and rest!" She blushed and nodded in agreement. I took her soft arm, and together we climbed to the top of the mountain. Standing atop the mountain, all around was quiet, only the two of us, our eyes locked in a gaze filled with desire. I looked at her, and saw that her shyness had deepened, her breasts were larger and fuller, even more alluring, tempting me to touch them! Seeing this, my blood surged through my body like a fiery dragon, I felt unbearably hot, and I couldn't help but step forward and embrace her, pressing my burning lips tightly against hers, my tongue darting into her mouth, gently sucking her sweet saliva. My hands also couldn't resist slipping inside her clothes, pinching her long-desired full breasts. The fire of desire burned fiercely in my chest, my erection pressed hard against her soft thighs, and her body trembled, her arms tightly wrapped around my waist. I heard soft moans emanating from her lips. Just as I was about to lift her skirt, I suddenly heard the sound of a bicycle bell coming from down the mountain. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt her body tremble as well. In our fear, our sexual desire vanished. I let go of her hand and listened quietly to the sounds outside; all around was still quiet. After calming down for a while, I wanted to hug her again, but she stopped my outstretched hand, saying, "Don't do it, let's wait until it's dark." Still shaken, I silently followed her out of the mountains. Once we were out of the mountains, I checked my watch; it was already past 11 a.m. I said to her, "Let's go eat first!" She nodded. We sat in a private room at the restaurant. Four dishes and several bottles of beer were laid out on the clean glass rotating table. I filled her glass and then filled mine. I stood up, holding my glass, and looked at her with deep emotion, saying, "Come on, let's drink to our friendship!" She blushed and stood up, holding her glass, her eyes filled with shyness, and said with a double meaning, "Okay! Cheers to our long-lasting friendship!" She clinked glasses with me, then tilted her head back and drank her beer in one gulp! I sat beside her, inhaling her alluring fragrance, gazing at her white panties beneath her almost transparent skirt, and her full legs, a strange feeling stirring within me. We drank, ate, laughed, chatted, and joked, gradually downing several bottles of beer. I noticed her face was flushed, making her even more beautiful! My blood was boiling. Looking at her charming face, I couldn't help but say, "You're so beautiful!" Her face flushed even more. Her eyes burned as she looked at me softly, saying, "Really?" I passionately took her hands and said, "Yes! I like you!" She buried her face in my chest. I held her close and whispered, "Shall we go get a room?" She nodded silently in my arms. We went into a small, privately owned hotel. I asked the clerk, "Can I get a room for a few hours without ID?" The clerk said, "Yes, you can!" I asked again, "Is it safe here?" The clerk said, "Don't worry! Many men bring attractive women here to book rooms." I booked a three-hour room, and we walked down the corridor to our room. I heard moans coming from the room behind us. Hearing this, my heart raced even more. I looked at her; her head was down, her face flushed. We entered the room, and I glanced around. There were two sofas opposite each other, and a double bed against the corner. The white sheets were spotless. Two blankets were neatly laid out on the bed. I went in and locked the door. I eagerly picked her up and placed her on the bed. Then, I pounced on her, my lips pressed tightly against hers, my tongue exploring her sweet mouth, sucking on her sweet saliva with a soft smacking sound. After a while, I heard soft moans from her throat. Her hands tightly embraced my waist, her tongue meeting mine. A moment later, her breathing became heavier. I looked at her blushing cheeks and heard her say intermittently, "Oh...I can't...I can't take it...faster...faster...insert it inside..." I got up and lifted her skirt, revealing her white panties. I hurriedly pulled them down. Looking at her bare, white, sexy legs, I saw that her crotch was completely hairless, radiating heat. Her slightly raised labia, with a thin slit between them, were plump and luscious. Under the soft light, they glistened with a faint sheen. I probed inside with my finger and felt that it was already wet. At this moment, her legs were spread wide apart, her cheeks flushed with excitement, filled with urgent desire. She said impatiently, "Hurry up!" I hurriedly took off my pants and underwear. I saw that my big penis was already hard and purplish, gleaming with a dark sheen. When she saw it, she exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, that's really big!" I guided my hard penis to her vulva, the thick, lubricated head slowly sinking into her body. As I entered, her body trembled, and she hugged me even tighter. She let out more moans. I felt her body becoming even wetter and hotter. I floated on top of her, looking at her beneath me. Her face flushed with desire, she gazed at me with intense longing, repeatedly saying, "Ah! - It feels so good!" I thrust a few times, and she gripped me tighter, letting out a series of moans. I continued, thrusting rapidly, hearing her heavy breathing and moaning, "Ah...ah!" I pumped harder, my penis churning inside her like a dragon, feeling her releasing waves of fluid to lubricate herself. After a while, I felt a hot, warm current spray into her vagina. Her body seemed to release a lot of fluid, welcoming my warm current. Her cries grew more urgent, her body more taut, her legs curled higher, her breathing more rapid, and her face even redder. My penis softened slightly, but remained hard. I tried to pull out, but she held me tightly, panting, and said, "Wait until it's all drained!" I lay on top of her, looking at her face, a cute expression of desire and satisfaction. Her eyes were also gazing at me affectionately. After a while, I felt my penis harden again. I couldn't help but pull out again.After a few thrusts, my penis became even harder! She felt it, and said shyly, "It's hard again!" I gave her a gentle, slow thrusting, then a fierce, torrent-like fucking, like a dragon churning the sea, her moans mingling with her joyful bounces, and my hot semen shot into her vagina again! We lay exhausted on the bed, her arm around my shoulder. We were both enjoying the blissful satisfaction! Soon, I heard her sobbing! I quickly lifted her head and saw her eyes filled with glistening tears. I asked urgently, "What's wrong?" Her voice was filled with sorrow as she said, "Alas! I only wish I hadn't met you sooner!" I stroked her beautiful cheek, gently wiping away her tears. Looking at her long pubic hair and her affectionate phoenix eyes, I said, "From now on, I will still treat you this well!" She looked at me, her face filled with surprise and joy, and asked, "Really?" I said, "Definitely!" Hearing this, she buried her head deeply in my chest again. Taking this opportunity, I quietly asked her, "Did you go to the underworld that night?" She looked up, her eyes filled with nervousness and shame, and remained silent for a long time. After a while, she buried her head deeply in my chest again. We were silent for a while. I said, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't!" She quickly looked up again, and I saw her beautiful eyes filled with tears. She murmured, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I'm afraid you'll blame me!" I said, "I won't blame you, as long as you tell the truth!" She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Okay! I'll tell you everything!" --------Since marrying her husband, she had never experienced sexual happiness. Every time her husband made love to her, it was rushed! And each time, she endured the pain. Just when she felt a little better, her husband ejaculated, and they couldn't continue. Because of this, she and her husband argued many times. Finally, she stopped her husband from having sex with her. But sometimes, her husband would sneak off to have sex with her while she was asleep. Then one time, she met a butcher at a friend's house. He brought several pounds of meat, and they drank together. At the table, he always gave her affectionate looks and attentively poured her drinks and served her food, making her feel very attracted to him! That night, she drank too much, and he said he'd give her a ride home. On the way, he said she was beautiful, and in the moonlight, she saw him looking at her with deep affection, which made her heart flutter. Under his constant seduction, she slept with him, and she felt a little good! From then on, they had that kind of relationship. That night, he was waiting for her, so she went there, and you know what happened afterward! I asked her, "When you slept with him, was it as good as with me?" She shook her head. I asked again, "Will you still see him?" She said decisively, "Don't worry, I won't let him go again. I'll be true to you! You are my husband. My heart belongs to you!" Upon hearing this, I hugged her tightly! From then on, we maintained this intimate relationship in secret. Until I was admitted to an adult education university in another city. Every month, she would find various excuses to come to our school, washing piles of my dirty clothes, telling everyone it was my sister visiting me! Whenever I had the chance, I treated her the same way as before. Before graduation, I got a girlfriend at school. When she saw this, she silently shed tears and said to me plaintively, "Will you still love me?" I hugged her tightly and said, "Yes..."

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