Sister Zhao, my old woman

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One of my Russian clients was coming to visit my factory in Beijing. I arranged a time with him and went to Beijing ahead of schedule. The reason I went early was because there was a girl I'd been chatting with for a long time. She was from Jinzhou and worked in Beijing after graduating from university. I planned to meet her and "train" her a bit while I was in Beijing. Everything went according to plan. I spent an afternoon and an evening with this girl. Then I rested for two days to recharge for something more important: accompanying my client.
This client first came to China 14 years ago; she was a mother of a two-year-old. Back then, I accompanied her on factory tours during the day, and we went to bars in Houhai at night, followed by sex at her hotel. Rather than saying I slept with her, it's more accurate to say she seduced me. At that time, I was just a greenhorn fresh out of university. Going to the bars was her suggestion, and it cost me almost a month's salary, which my company wouldn't reimburse. This time, it was certain we'd sleep together, so I made ample preparations. I'll write about that girl and this Russian woman in detail when I have time.
Getting back to the point, let's continue reminiscing about Sister Zhao. During my trip to Beijing, Sister Zhao kept sending me messages. The conversation was roughly about what I ate, how I slept, and how much water I drank. I'll reply to her when I'm not busy. I understand Zhao Jie's nervousness; she accidentally saw my chat with that girl when we were together before.
During this time, Zhao Jie also tentatively asked me what my plans were after I finished my work. I understand; she wanted to come to Beijing to see me. After seeing the Russian woman off, I slept in a hotel for two days. I was really tired those days. Then I texted Zhao Jie, asking her to come to Beijing to visit me for a couple of days.
After arranging things at home and at work, Zhao Jie took the high-speed train to Beijing. I picked her up at Beijing South Railway Station. She was still wearing that Republic-era style dress and flesh-colored stockings. After we met, I handed her the sterilized remote-controlled vibrator and told her to go to the bathroom and insert it into her vagina.
We took the subway. There were many people squeezing onto the subway when we came out of the station. We followed the crowd onto Line 4. After boarding, we were sandwiched between the two doors. I held onto the handrail, and Zhao Jie faced me, holding my arm. I turned on the remote-controlled vibrator. The moment I did, Sister Zhao shuddered and grabbed my arm tightly. I held her waist with my other arm to prevent her from falling. I observed her expression; she was biting her lip, breathing rapidly, her eyes darting left and right, shy and nervous.
Every time I increased the vibration frequency, Sister Zhao's hand gripped my arm hard. In this crowded environment, this was her way of releasing tension. She had to pretend to be nonchalant while being stimulated, and she couldn't even moan. When
the subway arrived at Xidan Station, even more people got on. Sister Zhao whispered to me, "Stop it, I can't take it anymore." I lifted Sister Zhao's skirt and touched her underwear; it was soaked. At the next stop, I pulled Sister Zhao off the subway, told her to go to the restroom to get the vibrator, and then take off her underwear and stockings and give them to me. We
didn't leave the station; we got back on the subway and transferred to Line 1 at Xidan. It was rush hour, and the station was incredibly crowded. I had Sister Zhao turn her back to me, and she held onto the handrail. I pressed myself tightly against her back, slowly slipping my hand under her skirt, my fingers entering her wet vagina. Sister Zhao gripped the handrail with one hand, desperately pulling down her skirt with the other, afraid of being discovered.
I started with one finger, then two, slowly thrusting in and out of Sister Zhao's vagina. The crowded conditions and the swaying of the train caused Sister Zhao's buttocks to move rhythmically with the thrusting of my fingers. Her vaginal fluids flowed down her thighs. I couldn't see her expression from behind, but I guessed she was biting her lip, trying to appear nonchalant.
My factory supervisor called to ask if I was still in Beijing and wanted to arrange a meal for me. I couldn't refuse, so we arranged to meet near my hotel. I was staying at a hotel near Huixin West Street, so I led Sister Zhao to take Line 5 and quickly headed to the hotel.
On the way, I ordered takeout and left it at the front desk. I couldn't bring Sister Zhao with me to the appointment, nor could I let her go hungry. I'm used to arranging everything perfectly.
Upon arriving at the hotel room, Sister Zhao, as usual, stood by the window awaiting my instructions. I told her to undress completely, kneel on the bed, and spread her legs wide to wait for me. I went to take a shower. Sister Zhao knelt on the bed with her legs spread, her face pressed against the bed, her buttocks raised as high as possible, and used her fingers to spread her vulva as wide as possible, exposing it to the maximum extent. This was my favorite position for waiting before we started. Through previous training, Sister Zhao's cooperation was already very good. She could do this position very well.
I came over and slid my fingers up and down at the entrance of her vulva. I slapped her vulva with my palm. Sister Zhao said, "Give it to me quickly, I can't take it anymore." I said, "I want a big cock." Sister Zhao said, "Mmm." I grabbed my big cock, aimed it at the entrance, and forcefully inserted it, the big cock hitting the cervix all at once. Then I quickly pulled it out. Her vulva, which had been filled, suddenly felt empty, making her even more eager to be filled again. Under the powerful impact and stimulation, she orgasmed after a few repetitions. Of course, this is all predicated on the other person's vagina being "developed," otherwise it would be very painful.
I was a bit hungry after the whole thing on the subway. It wasn't time for our agreed-upon meal yet. I opened my takeout and ate a couple of bites. Sister Zhao was also hungry, and she ate the rest.
The factory manager called to say he was almost there. I tidied myself up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, I made Sister Zhao kneel on the ground like a dog, her feet tied to the legs of the chair behind her, and her hands tied to the legs of the chair in front of her. I put a towel under her knees. I inserted a sterilized dildo into her vagina and a vibrator into her anus. I said I'd be back after I finished eating.
The factory manager could drink a lot and was good at persuading people to drink, so I drank a bit too much. Actually, I was quite anxious; it was my first time doing this, and I was worried Sister Zhao wouldn't be able to handle it, considering her age and physical condition compared to a young girl. I finished quickly and, still a little dazed, stumbled back to my hotel room. Opening the door, I saw Sister Zhao slumped in a chair with her eyes closed, probably asleep. The sound of the door opening woke her up. I went over and saw a large wet patch on the floor. I said, "Did you pee?" Sister Zhao said shyly, "Yeah, I couldn't hold it in." I said, "Your physical condition is pretty good."
I went to her buttocks to check her vagina. I could vaguely see dried urine on her inner thighs, and at the opening of her vagina, where the dildo was inserted, there was a layer of yellow stuff stuck to it. This was a mixture of vaginal fluid and urine that had dried and stuck there. I cut the tape and slowly pulled out the dildo. A stream of vaginal fluid came out and dripped down the pulled-out dildo.
Sister Zhao's vagina was stretched wide by the dildo, and after it was pulled out, I could see the red folds inside, which were the vaginal walls. At this moment, Sister Zhao's vagina contracted, and a stream of vaginal fluid was squeezed out.
I cut the tape off Sister Zhao's feet and hands. I used tape because it wouldn't leave marks like rope after being tied for a long time. I took the vibrator out of her anus. I carried her to the bed to rest. I sat in a chair smoking. Sister Zhao looked at me and said, "I know you have other women. I'm going to be your lowest bitch." I could feel her intense jealousy; jealousy is a woman's natural instinct. I said, "Fine, a bitch should act like a bitch. Go lick your pee clean and let me see how lowly you are." Sister Zhao got out of bed and crawled towards her pee. I was surprised; I didn't expect her to crawl like a dog. Just like I said at the beginning, Sister Zhao was quick to understand and completely saw her true bitch nature.
Sister Zhao bent down and licked it bit by bit with her tongue. I pressed her head against the pee. Soon, I made her straighten up and take a shower to clean herself. Too much pee is bad for your health.
After resting for a while, I took Sister Zhao out for a late-night snack. After eating, we walked on the main street. In the early morning in Beijing, there were no pedestrians on the main road, only a few vehicles. I took out my belt and used it as a dog leash, tying it around Sister Zhao's neck. I hadn't brought a dog leash, so I used a belt instead. I had her put her hands on the ground, stick her buttocks up as high as possible, and led her forward like a dog. She wasn't wearing underwear, so this position completely exposed her vagina. I took out a vibrator, inserted it into her vagina, turned it on, and held the leash. She crawled forward with difficulty, her body trembling. Stimulated by being exposed on the street, she quickly orgasmed. After crawling for a while, she said, "I can't take it anymore, let's stop." I ignored her, pointed to the streetlight ahead, and said, "Hang in there, reaching the streetlight is victory."
When we reached the streetlight, I had Sister Zhao straighten up and hold onto the lamppost with both hands. I turned around to examine her vagina; her juices had already reached her knees. I spread Sister Zhao's labia; her labia were turned inside out, and the pink, wrinkled vaginal walls were glistening with juices. The juices continued to flow from the end of the vibrator. I turned on the vibrator and watched it vibrate inside her. The juices on the vaginal walls rippled like water. I manipulated Sister Zhao's labia with my hands, spreading them open and closing them repeatedly. Her vaginal opening opened and closed under my touch, the juices flowing out like a stream. A continuous stream of juices was squeezed out. Sister Zhao writhed, about to climax. I turned off the vibrator and held her hips still. In this state, only the contraction and relaxation of her vagina responded to the climax.
Sister Zhao said, "I really, really can't take it anymore, please fuck me." I pulled out the vibrator, took out my big cock, and thrust it into her hole with a thud. Sister Zhao let out a loud scream. She was completely released; this was a woman's most primal essence.
Afterwards, I took Sister Zhao to Beijing for a day. For safety reasons, we took the high-speed train back separately. We were together for about a year after that, and Sister Zhao remained my most despicable bitch. Later, her daughter-in-law gave birth to a big, healthy grandson, and I even sent her a red envelope. She spent less and less time at home taking care of her grandson, and gradually our contact decreased. We didn't contact each other for six months due to the pandemic. Since her grandson's birth, I haven't contacted her proactively. Under these circumstances, I told her to return to her family and not disturb her.

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