Lucky thief

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Lin Qiong wasn't an utterly foolish woman, but at her age, she craved tenderness and care, both emotionally and physically. Yet, to receive it, and even to yearn for it in this way, made her feel a pang of self-loathing.
Returning home from work that afternoon, Lin Qiong saw scaffolding erected again on the exterior wall of their building. She didn't know how old the building was, but in her memory, it was always being reinforced. Getting closer, she realized the scaffolding was less than a meter from their window; one could easily step onto it and enter their bedroom.
A chill ran down Lin Qiong's spine. She rushed home, calling her husband as she ran, "When are you coming home today?" Amidst the noise on his end, she vaguely heard him shout, "I'll be back as soon as I'm done. Don't wait for me for dinner, eat first." Lin Qiong ran home and carefully checked the place three times, thankfully finding nothing amiss.
During previous building reinforcements, residents had reported burglaries, so Lin Qiong felt incredibly anxious whenever she saw scaffolding on the floor. The alarm clock had already struck 11, and her husband still hadn't returned. Perhaps he wasn't planning on coming home that night. Lin Qiong picked up her phone and, sure enough, saw his text message, sent quietly sometime during the night.
She lingered in bed for a while, though she wasn't sleepy anymore, but she was too lazy to get up, unwilling to face the cold, empty house alone. She missed her husband, who had been away on a business trip for a month. She imagined him gently kissing her, his fascination with her body, his loving thrusts…
she began to feel a stirring of desire. She was increasingly understanding the saying, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger." Having just turned forty, Lin Qiong clearly felt her libido was much stronger than when she was younger. Even unconscious touching of sensitive areas could arouse intense desire. Now, simply thinking about intimate things could ignite a burning passion within her!
Lin Qiong instinctively reached between her legs. When her hand touched the tender, sensitive area of her genitals, a wave of pleasure slowly washed over her, as if her husband were gently caressing her body. Her left hand then moved to her breasts, gently kneading her already hardened nipples. Her nipples were extremely sensitive, slowly swelling with blood under the stimulation of her index finger and thumb.
Lin Qiong's fingers eagerly rubbed between her labia, which were already wet… In an instant, her fingers touched her clitoris, making it hard and excited, ready for even more intense caresses. The instant pleasure caused her whole body to spasm, and her moans became desperately pleasurable.
Soon, waves of stimulating sensations washed over her entire being, filling her completely. Her breathing was rapid and labored as her fingertips slowly slid inside her labia.
With each surge of desire, her pace quickened, her index finger moving in and out with a light yet powerful rhythm, her exposed thumb pressing against her clitoris. A wave of pleasure washed over her, spreading from her lower abdomen throughout her entire body. She swallowed saliva hungrily, biting her lower lip, leaving a deep welt.
Lin Qiong moaned with pleasure, the intense sensation spreading through every cell of her body. As her index finger rubbed against the sensitive inner walls of her vagina, thick, sticky fluid flowed continuously from her lower body. Her pink clitoris, already hard and free from its foreskin, was exposed like a precious pearl.
Her pace quickened, her rising desire causing her legs to straighten taut. As the overwhelming pleasure assaulted her entire body, her left hand, pressed against her chest, unconsciously tightened, her nails seemingly digging into her full breasts.
Her face began to contort in pain, a struggle on her lips, as she felt the climax slowly building.
With her G-spot being heavily rubbed by fingertips, her body began to spasm involuntarily. A large amount of fluid gushed from deep within her vagina; the intense impact caused her genitals to contract violently, making it difficult to move her fingers.
With a long groan, Lin Qiong finally reached her peak. She relaxed, collapsing onto the bed, drenched in sweat, completely exhausted, panting on the pillow… It was a long time before she slowly opened her eyes, the emptiness after the climax beginning to wash over her. She had never longed for her husband so much in her life.
The loneliness of being alone beside her left her feeling somewhat lost. She clutched the pillow tightly, as if embracing it as a lover.
It was just the beginning of autumn, and the night was still somewhat restless and muggy. After tossing and turning for a long time, Lin Qiong finally managed to fall asleep.
In a daze, Lin Qiong saw the curtains move, and a dark figure flashed past the window and into her bedroom. Lin Qiong reflexively sat up in bed, but before she could speak, her mouth was covered. He whispered, "Don't shout, or I'll kill you."
A gleaming watermelon knife flashed in front of Lin Qiong, making her shudder.
Light from the opposite building shone through the curtains, making the room not too dark. Lin Qiong couldn't see his face, but she could clearly see his eyes. He didn't seem like a vicious person; in fact, he even had a hint of handsomeness.
He said menacingly, "Give me 3000 yuan, and I'll pay you back. Don't report me." He brandished the knife in front of Lin Qiong, the cold glint stinging her eyes. Lin Qiong quickly pulled out the money she had just withdrawn that day from her bag: "This is what I just withdrew today, for my child's school fees. It's about 3000 yuan. That's all I have."
Without even glancing at it, he stuffed the money into his pocket. "I didn't ask you for much, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Then, he forcefully shoved Lin Qiong aside and prepared to walk past her. In that instant, he yanked open the straps of Lin Qiong's pajamas, and the silk robe slipped off her smooth shoulders, revealing her full, fair body. Lin Qiong froze for a moment, and so did he...
In the dim light, Lin Qiong's body was curvaceous and beautiful, her curves as exquisite as crystal. Her delicate, rosy face, small, slightly upturned lips, snow-white skin, full breasts, rosy, tender nipples, smooth, round buttocks, slender, delicate legs, and protruding mons pubis and thick, dark pubic hair, already wet with her juices, exuded unparalleled allure. The thick, dark pubic hair completely surrounded her alluring vulva, the barely visible folds of flesh glistening with wetness, her bright red labia opening and closing, just like the cherry lips on her face, equally tempting.
His eyes lingered on Lin Qiong's body for three seconds before he forcefully pushed her onto the bed, pouncing on her like a beast. Lin Qiong struggled fiercely but was no match for him. His body pressed down on her legs and hands, leaving her like a bound scarecrow, unable to move. Lin Qiong's heart pounded wildly, a strange anticipation coursing through her body. Was it revenge on her husband? Was it the stirrings of lust? Lin Qiong didn't know!
He embraced Lin Qiong, kissing and nibbling at her full, white breasts. He took one of her full, tender breasts into his mouth, sucking on the delicate pink nipple, while his other hand grasped and kneaded her other firm, soft breast. His other hand gently caressed her fair, delicate, and translucent skin. Lin Qiong's face flushed crimson, her cheeks glowing with a blush of shyness, a long-dormant physical need growing stronger. Soon, a thick, slippery fluid of lust flowed from Lin Qiong's lower body. The two rosy, rounded nipples on her full, firm, soft breasts gradually hardened and stood erect.
"Ah! Ah!" Lin Qiong gasped, moaning passionately, her two snow-white, rounded legs writhing uncomfortably.
Lin Qiong only knew that she felt incredibly comfortable; she felt a warmth, a sense of security, as he pressed against her.
Lin Qiong's mind was in turmoil. She didn't know if she should push him away, but she really didn't want to. "Give me a reason!"
Lin Qiong told herself. "Hmm! I've had too much to drink!" Lin Qiong chuckled inwardly, realizing she was only fooling herself.
So Lin Qiong decided to relax and give herself a pleasant night. She lay limp beneath him, letting him take liberties with her. She shyly closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.
Her alluring lips parted, and seeing her soft, red lips, fragrant with orchids, so tempting, purring softly, he could no longer resist. He pressed his lips to hers, and as their lips met, she trembled, then gently opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter. But her tender tongue shyly avoided his teasing touch. He sipped her sweet saliva, sucking on her tongue that tried to escape. Wow! He sucked and licked the sweet nectar from her mouth, greedily swallowing it all.
Lin Qiong felt light and limp from his kisses; even if she wanted to resist, she would be powerless.
He seemed quite pleased with Lin Qiong's reaction. He looked up and smiled; his smile was captivating, filled with an indescribable charm, utterly mesmerizing. Lin Qiong was mesmerized, and involuntarily, she moved her lips towards him, as if offering herself as a sacrifice to the man she was so infatuated with.
Her rapid, intoxicating breath, like an aphrodisiac spring breeze, filled his nostrils, making his head throb and igniting his desire. His tender red lips were finally captured, and he immediately pressed his lips to her soft, cherry-like lips. Lin Qiong opened her luscious, sexy mouth, and he pressed his lips to hers, breathing heavily. His tongue explored along her gums, probing her mouth. The lipstick on Lin Qiong's pristine lips was incredibly alluring.
Lin Qiong's tongue was strongly drawn to him, intertwining with his, and the two shared a deep kiss like true lovers. Overwhelmed with excitement, he let out a deep groan, savoring the beautiful woman's shy resistance as she was forced to kiss him by a stranger. He craved the mucous membrane in her mouth, teasing her soft tongue and even sucking up her sweet saliva, acting both lewd and clinging to her.
He licked her smooth teeth with his tongue, the fragrant saliva, tinged with powder and lipstick, seeping into his mouth, sweet yet making his blood boil. Her soft, fragrant lips were tender and delicious, her breath sweet and pleasant. He sucked on her delicate tongue until it almost broke, until she was nearly suffocating from his kiss, then he released her to catch her breath.
Lin Qiong struggled, pressing her body closer to him, longing for him to enter her. With the contact, Lin Qiong felt his strong masculine presence, and her face flushed even more. But after his initial aggression, his kisses gradually softened. Lin Qiong slowly began to enjoy his tongue, like a small snake, tracing its way between her lips and teeth. In that moment, Lin Qiong almost forgot that he was a vile burglar who had broken into her home. In this dangerous little room, Lin Qiong was a lonely woman slowly withering away, while he was a passionate man. For Lin Qiong and him, in a daze, before morality and shame could take effect, they seized a few minutes of their lives to indulge in unrestrained passion.
His kisses had unknowingly slid across Lin Qiong's lower abdomen. Lin Qiong felt his hot breath on the inside of her thighs, and she shyly closed her legs tightly. "Open your legs!" His tone was both lingering and forceful. Hearing this, Lin Qiong couldn't help but blush. She knew she could no longer resist. He teasingly caressed her buttocks and kissed her breasts. Lin Qiong trembled all over, her thoughts in disarray. Unconsciously, she parted her legs, revealing her thick labia majora and thin labia minora.
He used his right fingers to knead the tiny clitoris for a while, occasionally stroking the surrounding thick, dark pubic hair. After stroking the tender red flesh with two fingers, he inserted them into the vagina, rotating them left and right and up and down. A tingling, itchy pleasure arose between his legs, and wet, sticky vaginal fluid covered Lin Qiong's vulva.
"Ah!...No!...Hmph...Hmph...No! Ah!..." Whether Lin Qiong truly didn't want it or not, he used his wet tongue to lick her already sticky vulva, occasionally gently biting and pulling at her firm, pearl-like clitoris. His two fingers were still exploring inside her, sometimes in, sometimes out, sometimes flicking, sometimes pressing. Lin Qiong couldn't bear such lewd caresses and teasing. Her lust was overflowing, especially her vulva, which was very itchy. She kept twisting her naked body and panting: "Ouch!...!...Don't lick anymore...I, I can't take it...You, you spare me..." Lin Qiong trembled and begged, her body covered in sweat, and the lustful fluid in her vulva was already flowing out like a stream!
"Ah...Oh God..." Lin Qiong simply couldn't bear his caresses. No man had ever done this to Lin Qiong before. Lin Qiong tried her best to squeeze her thighs together to stop his further actions, but she failed. Under the skillful teasing of his tongue, Lin Qiong lost herself.
He greedily swallowed mouthfuls of Lin Qiong's lustful fluids, continuing to lick her vulva with his tongue, occasionally nudging and rubbing her clitoris with the tip of his nose, sucking and gently biting her tender labia with his lips. His hands were busy, one caressing and kneading her soft, full breasts, sometimes with pressure, sometimes with gentleness, while the other hand stroked her thighs back and forth. Lin Qiong was aroused by his masterful flirting techniques. Numbness, her desire had been ignited, burning her heart with spring fever, unleashing her latent primal lust. Lin Qiong could no longer restrain herself; her desire was so intense that she desperately needed a man's strong member to fill her plump orifice. At this moment, she didn't care how he played with her. She gasped, "Oh!...!...Don't suck anymore...Oh!...I, I can't take it...Ouch..."
"Ah...No..." Lin Qiong screamed frantically, resisting the surging desire within her. The intense stimulation caused Lin Qiong's body to contort. Lin Qiong's hands tightly gripped her almost bursting breasts, her protruding abdomen rising and falling in response to his movements. The surging tide of desire slapped hard against Lin Qiong's flesh, her tender and smooth thighs stretching out towards the air.
He stared intently at the tuft of dark pubic hair between her plump, white thighs. Her delicate, full labia, half-closed and half-hidden, shyly concealed the entrance to her vagina, which had just been ravaged and reached its climax. A glistening drop of vaginal fluid clung to her slightly parted labia, a sight of utter lewdness.
As he leered at the woman's naked body, he quickly ripped off his own clothes. Lin Qiong opened her eyes slightly and was shocked to find that he had a powerful physique, broad back and thick waist, with bulging muscles in his arms and chest. A tuft of dark chest hair covered his well-developed pectoral muscles, and a long, dark brown penis stood erect between his thick thighs , looking menacing and terrifying…
Lin Qiong gasped softly, “Ah…” The blush that had been fading suddenly returned to her pretty face, both ashamed and afraid. She sat frozen on the bed, staring wide-eyed at the naked, thick, long penis, standing like an iron rod. Seeing that iron rod-like penis, her heart
pounded wildly. She had never been penetrated by such a large penis before, and she wondered how wonderful it would feel. Even before being penetrated, her vagina was already itching with wild thoughts, her large breasts heaved, and her whole body was burning hot.
Her pubic hair was thick, black, and long, completely surrounding her alluring and suggestive vulva. The barely visible slit of flesh was glistening with wet, lustful fluid, and her two bright red labia opened and closed, as alluring as her cherry-red lips.
He finally lifted his body, quickly stripping off his clothes. Faced with his powerful erection, Lin Qiong appeared utterly helpless. He knelt between Lin Qiong's bodies, lifting her thighs with both hands. He grasped his large penis, pressing the glans against her labia, gently rubbing it along the moist, tender flesh around her vulva. The prelude to their intercourse quickly spread pleasure throughout Lin Qiong's body, making her unbearably itchy and overflowing with lust. She closed her eyes in embarrassment, crying out wantonly,
"Ah!...Good...!...Don't, don't rub anymore...I...I can't take it!...Quick...Quick...Thrust!...I can't take it anymore!..." Lin Qiong's vulva was dripping with lustful fluid.
Lin Qiong involuntarily twisted her body, spreading her legs wider in haste, her hands parting her red labia, opening her entire vulva...
He stared, stunned! Two thighs were spread open at a 180-degree angle. Lin Qiong used her delicate hands, painted with nail polish, to pry open her labia, revealing her vulva in its entirety. The flesh inside her vulva opened and closed like a carp's mouth, a truly spectacular sight! He quickly used his large glans to press against her, and with the slippery lustful fluids, he thrust forward forcefully. His entire large penis, flowing with the lustful fluids, entered Lin Qiong's moist vagina. Unexpectedly, Lin Qiong's vagina was as beautiful as her thin cherry lips.
"Ah..." Finally, he entered, gently and softly penetrating. The ample lubrication meant Lin Qiong felt almost no pain. He didn't immediately go all the way in, but simply moved slowly. Lin Qiong's inner walls trembled, seemingly cheering for his arrival. Lin Qiong involuntarily writhed, yearning to completely devour him.
Lin Qiong felt him growing stronger. With each thrust, he advanced deeper into Lin Qiong's body until he was completely inside her.
"Oh..." Lin Qiong moaned wantonly, feeling the force within her. He thrust unhurriedly, as if enjoying a sumptuous feast. His hands roamed freely over Lin Qiong's body, exploring every corner, tormenting her flesh, forcing her to moan and beg for his favor.
"Oh...come on...ah...baby..." His movements grew faster and faster, the flames of lust burning through Lin Qiong's body. The surging flames seemed to melt everything about her. In the instant of climax, Lin Qiong completely let go of her body and mind, uttering shameless, blush-inducing moans and groans—something unimaginable for her usual self. Lin Qiong didn't know what she was doing; she only wanted to fully enjoy this moment.
Suddenly, Lin Qiong heard his low voice: "Are you feeling good? If not, tell me."
Before, when Lin Qiong was intimate with her first love, he would always ask her this question. Just that simple, familiar question made Lin Qiong's body instantly burn with passion. She felt like she was trying to grasp something, but she grasped nothing. She desperately, intensely craved, and then his body entered her. Lin Qiong felt a complete, overwhelming satisfaction, a feeling she had never experienced with her husband.
His fervent response to Lin Qiong's advances left her deeply submerged, like a fish drowning in water. After a long while, he stood up, straightening his clothes, and said, "I'll pay you back, but don't report me to the police." His voice was still low, but the initial coldness was gone. Before he finished speaking, he leaped to the windowsill, nimbly disappearing into the night.
Still shaken, Lin Qiong immediately dialed 110 (the police emergency number). Before the call connected, she dejectedly gave up. This bad man knew her home; if she reported him, he would definitely retaliate. Lin Qiong couldn't bear to imagine the consequences; television had already shown many tragic endings of victims being punished by bad guys.
Now, the only person Lin Qiong could turn to was her husband, but his phone was constantly busy. On the fifth try, the same gentle yet cold female voice said, "The user you dialed is not in service."
Lin Qiong slammed the phone to the ground. With the sound of it shattering, her heart instantly broke into pieces, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face.
Lin Qiong lay back down on the bed. The scene from just now felt like a short TV drama—thrilling, tense, and unreal. But the bed was no longer the same. Because of the man from before, a despicable burglar… everything was different.
She spent a sleepless night. The next morning, as soon as she arrived at work, Qingqing, who had walked past Lin Qiong and then turned back, scrutinized her and said, “Hehe, sister, did your husband take good care of you last night? You look so radiant.” Lin Qiong glared at her, not wanting to say anything. Seeing Lin Qiong's expressionless face, Qingqing wisely walked away.
Lin Qiong secretly took out a small mirror and indeed found her complexion rosy. Thinking back to last night, it was truly a close call… what if she had encountered a vicious criminal? Today's headlines would probably be something like, “Broken into a house last night, murdered the female homeowner, the case is under investigation,” and so on. Lin Qiong spent the entire day in a state of half-unease and half-bewilderment, even standing in class, she was in a daze.
Lin Qiong didn't want to go back to that house, but after thinking about it all day, she couldn't think of a better place to go. Hesitantly, she boarded the bus home. Her husband still hadn't returned. He texted saying there had been some urgent business at the construction site, and he'd gone to S City last night, not returning for about a month. He told Lin Qiong to take good care of herself. Lin Qiong smiled faintly and deleted his text.
That night, Lin Qiong closed all the windows early, carefully checking them several times before drawing the curtains. She turned on all the lights in the house, then closed the door and climbed into her bed. She placed her Mongolian knife under her pillow; pressing it down, she could feel its cold hardness, which gave her a sense of security. The bedspread and blankets were still from yesterday; Lin Qiong was too lazy to change them. Deep down, she didn't want to change them.
Lying in the darkness, Lin Qiong couldn't sleep. The scent of the man from the previous night still lingered on her pillow. His body was passionate, his movements gentle, even his aggressive kisses were wild and nostalgic. With her husband, he had never been so passionate, nor so tender. But a thirty-year-old woman, both in heart and body, yearned for gentle, delicate care.
Yet, to receive it in this way, even to long for it, made Lin Qiong feel a little ashamed of herself. However, subconsciously, Lin Qiong harbored a certain expectation, hoping that the man would climb the high scaffolding again one midnight and come to her room…
The building's reinforcement work was nearing completion, and the scaffolding in some places was slowly being dismantled. The man never came again. Lin Qiong's heart sank in each night of longing. She just wanted to see him one more time.
That night, Lin Qiong tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Because of the heat, she lay naked in bed until after midnight before finally falling asleep. Suddenly, she heard the curtains rustle slightly. A figure nimbly jumped down from the window. Before she could even see clearly, he was already standing in front of her.
It was an exceptionally handsome face. He said, "Sister, the construction here will be completely finished tomorrow. I came today to return the money to you." He handed her a clean brown paper envelope.
Looking at Lin Qiong, his face flushed, he said, "Can I have sex with you one more time?" Lin Qiong hesitated, nodding, her eyes revealing the uncontrollable desires deep within her.
He came over and gently embraced her. The familiar smell of tobacco brought the desire rising within Lin Qiong to its peak. She held him tightly, as if afraid he would disappear at that moment.
Suddenly, a loud knocking at the door startled Lin Qiong and her husband. He nervously released Lin Qiong, who said, "I'll go check." He got up, straightened his clothes, and consciously hid behind the wardrobe. Lin Qiong opened the door, and there stood two police officers.
Lin Qiong was shocked: "What happened?" The officers said, "Someone called the police, saying a thief broke into your house through the scaffolding downstairs. We need them to come and check." Lin Qiong was startled and immediately thought of him inside. She quickly said, "No way! I didn't know. I've been inside the whole time. No one has come in. The person who called must have mistaken me. Thank you."
The two officers looked at Lin Qiong, and Lin Qiong looked at them, saying, "Oh, that's possible. As long as you're sure you're safe, it's fine. Call the police again if anything happens." They then hurried downstairs.
Closing the door, Lin Qiong returned to her room and saw him standing there, looking uneasy and visibly uncomfortable, as if he had become a completely different man.
Lin Qiong felt an inexplicable disgust. She didn't know how she had changed so quickly; she just wanted him to disappear from her sight as soon as possible. Lin Qiong said, "Go." He seemed embarrassed and nodded in agreement.
Then he walked towards the window. Lin Qiong said impatiently, "Can't you use the front door?" He glanced at Lin Qiong, seemed to want to say something but said nothing. He walked to the door, opened it, and went straight downstairs. Hearing his footsteps fading into the distance, Lin Qiong slumped down, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Lin Qiong opened the envelope he had taken; inside was a stack of RMB, a full 3000 yuan.
Finally, a note flew out of the envelope: "I'm returning the money I borrowed. Thank you for not reporting it to the police; you're a kind woman." Lin Qiong stood there, stunned. The money fell from her hands, like a jumble of mixed emotions.

[The End]

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