Semen stains 3.1-3.3

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(3.1) Li Tong told me that for the first time she felt a sense of peace within herself. She said she never imagined that our relationship would improve because of our infidelity. I asked her what she thought of Zhou Jiayi, and she smiled with her eyes closed, saying nothing. It was the first time in a long time that we slept naked in each other's arms. Li Tong rested her head on my arm, curled up in my embrace, sleeping peacefully. I stroked her shoulders and back, though I still occasionally thought of Zhou Jiayi, who was on the other side of the ocean, and that mysterious and enigmatic Zhang Xinya. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Li Tong whispered in my ear, "My mom is coming next week, be prepared."
"What preparations? What preparations?" I stroked her waist and asked with my eyes closed. "Nothing much, just mentally preparing myself. She came all excited." "Sigh, knowing this, which old person wouldn't be excited?" "Hmm." "Did you tell your dad?" "No, I'll tell him when my mom gets back." Let me tell you a bit about Li Tong's family. Li Tong's family is originally from Anhui. Her father went to university in Beijing and was assigned to the city's urban construction department. In 1980s China, just emerging from the shadow of the Cultural Revolution, construction was booming all over the country, and the urban construction department was especially lucrative. As the saying goes, "a full belly breeds lust," and Li Tong's father was no exception, having an ambiguous relationship with a finance worker in his unit. Li Tong's mother, who grew up in a military compound, couldn't stand this humiliation and would frequently cause trouble at her father's workplace. After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade her, the unit leaders discussed it with Li Tong's father and transferred him to Dalian. After a six-month buffer period, her mother stopped causing trouble, and the couple's relationship gradually improved. That year, during the Spring Festival, they conceived Li Tong. According to Li Tong, her parents dredged up old grievances from the moment she was born, arguing for years. Later, they lost even the energy to argue, engaging in a cold war for several years. On Li Tong's first day of junior high, they divorced by mutual agreement, going their separate ways. For the sake of best parenting, Li Tong lived with her father, while her mother later married a lawyer, immigrated to Japan, and had another son. I remember Li Tong telling me all this after a one-night stand, lying on the carpet in my old apartment. It was raining heavily outside, and she recounted her first few years and the next decade or so like a diary, her eyes devoid of emotion. When we got married, I briefly met her mother; she was the typical Japanese housewife type, but her voice still carried a hint of the tension and intrigue of a military compound. We both drifted off to sleep while talking. (3.2) For the next few days, Li Tong and I got along peacefully. She was learning prenatal yoga, and the way she bent over every day made me want to push her down onto the yoga mat several times. Zhou Jiayi really meant what she said; after we parted ways at the airport that day, she really didn't contact me again. I also took a few days off, which was rare for me. Every day, I accompanied Li Tong to bed early and get up early, made breakfast, read books, and sometimes even took a nap. When I woke up in the afternoon, I would enter a strange daze, feeling as if the first half of my life was a dream that I couldn't say was good or bad. Zhou Jiayi, or any of the other women who had lingered under them, were all just illusions. It was even difficult to focus my impressions of them. Each woman just appeared on the ceiling, smiled at me, and then turned away, her face blurred, without a sound. At one point, I even wondered if I had entered a midlife crisis, and I even really thought about getting myself a Porsche or a GTR. Now, thinking about it, it's ridiculous. I tidied up the second bedroom on a sunny weekend and was smoking on the balcony, taking a look around the neighborhood. Since moving in, I haven't had this much leisure time. Soon, I noticed a house across the street. Parked in the space was a terribly boring black Audi A6. Judging from the clothes hanging out to dry, I guessed the man was a government employee; most of his jackets were plain and unremarkable, but clearly expensive. The woman's taste was a hundred times better than her husband's. Although I couldn't tell her age, the underwear she hung out to dry showed she had good taste, and most importantly, she hadn't lost her figure. The flowers in her yard suggested she was a family woman and probably didn't have children yet, because there wasn't a single child's item in the entire yard. I began to speculate about the family situation of the household across the street. The man of the house likely worked in a government agency, a mid-level manager, and was probably divorced once; years of drinking and socializing had taken a toll on his health. Weeds had grown on the stone pavement where the Audi A6 was parked, indicating he was often away from home, perhaps having an affair with a younger colleague. Judging from the black lace lingerie the woman was hanging out to dry, she didn't seem like someone who hadn't had sex in a long time; perhaps both of them had been cheating, but hadn't confronted each other due to their positions or other reasons. Just as I was lost in thought about everything before me, the door across the street opened, and a woman wearing sunglasses walked out. I couldn't tell her age, but she had an exceptional air about her. She walked to the Audi, glanced at it, took out her phone to make a call, and when her gaze swept over my balcony, I didn't avoid her eye, but I could sense she was somewhat angry. A short while later, the door opened again, and a middle-aged man in a white polo shirt came out and moved the car. The garage door opened, and a white Mercedes GLK backed out. The middle-aged man was still directing the reversing at the intersection, but the Mercedes ignored him completely. With a perfect left turn, the front of the car was straightened, and it sped off. The middle-aged man watched the Mercedes' rear end disappear into the distance, got back into his Audi, and drove back to the garage. I stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray on the balcony, looked at the sky—it was a rare and beautiful day. Suddenly, I heard Li Tong scream downstairs, and I quickly peeked out. Sure enough, Li Tong's mother, my mother-in-law, formerly known as Liu Xiaoling, now called Shi Tianling, or Mrs. Shi Tian, had come to my house (3.3). Li Tong's mother still had some relatives and friends in Beijing. That night, we ate at Da Dong Roast Duck Restaurant. Her family and our family, a large group of more than a dozen people, filled the private room to the brim. During the meal, there were only blessings and more blessings. I drank beer, looked at Li Tong, who was wearing a maternity dress and smiling happily, but what I was thinking about was our last time making love in the study a few days ago. In this atmosphere of family reunion and enjoying each other's company, my lust intensified, urging me to drag Li Tong, dressed in a maternity dress, into the restroom and have my way with her. I took out my phone and sent Li Tong a message: "I want you." Then, I pretended to continue eating as if nothing had happened. Li Tong was chatting with her mother when her phone rang. She glanced at it, then cautiously put it away, looked at me again, and carefully replied, "There are so many people at the table, what are you thinking about!" I wanted to laugh, but I forced myself to reply, "You look especially good right now, I want you." After putting down my phone, I looked at Li Tong as if no one else was around. She just glanced at her phone, deliberately avoiding my gaze, then got up and told her mother she was going to the restroom. I also made an excuse to leave and followed her out of the private room. At the door, Li Tong turned around and looked at me, asking with a hint of anger, "You really have no time to spare, there are so many relatives and friends here." I looked around to make sure no one was there, then pulled Li Tong's hand and went into a private room next door. We found the restroom, opened the door, went inside, and locked it. Then I grabbed Li Tong and started kissing her passionately. She probably didn't expect me to do this, struggled a couple of times, and then actively stuck out her tongue to intertwine with mine. "What's wrong with you?" she asked. "Nothing, I just suddenly want you." I didn't have time to answer, my hand was already inside her skirt, groping around. Li Tong took my hand away, glared at me angrily, and said, "Look at how impatient you are!" Then she leaned in and kissed my cheek, unzipped my pants, and grabbed my penis: "You're such a pervert now!" As she spoke, she pulled out my swollen and erect penis, squatted down, and started giving me oral sex. The bathroom in the private room was very quiet, I could even hear the noisy chatter in our private room next door, someone was roulette toasting, probably her cousin. I overheard her mother talking about Li Tong's childhood—her excellent grades, the boys in half the grade chasing after her. In another private room, Li Tong, the very same obedient girl her mother described, was kneeling on the floor, her mouth sucking on my glans, wanting to make a sound but afraid to, only able to moan softly. "Do you like this?" Li Tong held my penis in her hand, looking up at me. "Yes, I like seeing you like a slut," I said. Li Tong continued looking at me, sticking out her tongue to lick my scrotum, sucking one testicle into her mouth, then spitting it out, her tongue licking the glans, then swallowing it whole. "Where are you going to cum later?" she asked. "On your underwear." "Guess what underwear I'm wearing today?" "White silk?" "No," Li Tong said, standing up and pulling her underwear down from under her skirt—a pale purple lace panty. She pulled her panties over my penis, whispered lewd words in my ear, and then began to masturbate me: "Don't ejaculate on my panties, you can only ejaculate in my mouth later, understand?" I nodded, and she continued, "Are you thinking about that Dr. Zhou again?" "No. I just thought about you, and I want you." "I know you like to see me in my pajamas and then want to fuck me, right? You still have at least a year left, and you won't be able to fuck me for more than a year, what are you going to do?" "What do you suggest?" "Want to fuck other women? Dr. Zhou?" "Not now." "That's honest enough, I'll reward you." Li Tong said, kneeling down and taking my penis into her mouth. The people in the next private room probably hadn't realized we had been gone for a long time, still chatting and laughing, while Li Tong was diligently giving me oral sex. I could feel that she didn't want to leave for too long and worry others, so every suck was full of skill, her tongue wrapped around my glans, each swallow and spitting out as deep as possible, and after a while, I felt myself about to ejaculate. "I'm going to cum." "Cum in my mouth." Li Tong said breathlessly, then put his glans in her mouth.I took it in, stroked it a few times, and my semen began to gush out. It felt like all the chaos ended in an instant, and my vision blurred. Li Tong continued to suckle the glans forcefully, drawing the last drop of semen into her mouth. Then she opened her mouth, and a drop of semen mixed with saliva flowed out, dripping onto her skirt. She quickly closed her mouth again and swallowed the semen. "It's a little sweet. You've been resting well lately, and you've been eating more fruit, haven't you?" Li Tong licked her lips, as if savoring the memory. I smiled, removed her panties from my penis, and wiped the semen that had dripped onto her chest. Our eyes met, and we kissed involuntarily. There was still a trace of semen in her mouth; it was indeed somewhat sweet. This long, sensual kiss aroused me again after my ejaculation. I reached for Li Tong's vulva; she was also wet, letting out a soft moan. "No!" She seemed to remember something, panting as she removed my hand, then looked at me with a mixture of shame and anger, saying, "Don't you want to be a dad anymore?" I immediately realized what she meant, took a deep breath, and laughed at myself for being so silly. I sat on the floor, and Li Tong sat on me. We rested for a while, and I felt like she was listening to the sounds from the next room. She turned to me and asked, "Do you think they'll remember we've been gone for so long?" I glanced at my watch; we'd been gone for almost twenty minutes. "Shall we go?" I asked. Li Tong nodded, picked up her underwear, looked at it, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into my pocket, saying, "You'd better wash it when we get back!" Then we left. Back in the room, it was still bustling with activity. Li Tong explained to her mother that the room was a bit stuffy and asked me to take her outside for a walk. I noticed that when she sat down, she shifted her bottom a little awkwardly. We said goodbye at the restaurant entrance. I hired a designated driver and sat in the passenger seat. In the rearview mirror, I saw Li Tong leaning on her mother's shoulder. Seeing me looking at her, she smiled and mischievously spread her legs, revealing a glimpse under her skirt. I smiled back and glanced at the designated driver, who was intently watching the traffic light ahead. "Tong, take a nap, we're going to be stuck in traffic," Li Tong's mother said, resting Li Tong's head on her shoulder. She added, "The sea cucumber wasn't cooked well today; I can still smell a fishy odor on your breath." Li Tong and I both burst out laughing.
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