Sister Mei, the chicken shop owner

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She grew up in a remote rural area and is thirty-five years old this year. Everyone here calls her Sister Mei. At twenty, she married a man ten years her senior from a coastal city. He was somewhat disabled, and after she gave birth to his child, he treated her badly, often beating and verbally abusing her. He was also extremely stingy with her, and he was unfaithful. So she rarely went back to her hometown, only returning when she missed her child. This year, she only returned during the Spring Festival. Fortunately, her hometown isn't far from here, so she visits when she has time. She only opened this shop at the beginning of this year, and business is very difficult. This business is tough; you have to be familiar with both good and bad customers. Luckily, some of her friends from her hometown came to help her, which is why she's managed to get to where she is today. I said to her, "You've already done a lot. For a weak woman in a strange place to be able to stand on her own, support such a shop, and make friends with all sorts of people is no easy feat." She said, "What else can I do?" I can't rely on him to support me, so I have to rely on myself. Although quite a few people have designs on me, luckily I have some girls working for me, so when it comes down to it, I have to call them in to take my place. These days, which man isn't lustful? As long as there's a hole, who won't go for it? They don't care about feelings; as long as there are women and money, that's all that matters. I said, "That's true." She continued, "When I saw you today, I felt a connection. I don't know why, but I just came with you. I've heard the girls in the shop talking about what kind of men and what kind of sex they do, and sometimes it makes me a little tempted. I want to do it with someone too, but if I do it with someone from this area, firstly, I'll offend some people; secondly, being together so often will create a bad impression; thirdly, I can't explain it to the people in the shop; and fourthly, some people will think that you, Sister Mei, are that kind of person. If others can do it with you, then we can too, which would be troublesome, and I might as well close down. Today, I saw that you're not from here, and I felt a connection with you, so I came with you. Now it seems you're really quite nice." I joked, "I'm not what you think. I'm not bad. You made me happy today, so I'll come back to you often." She replied, "No way! I knew you were a good person when we made love. You were so attentive, so patient, and you didn't force me to do anything. I believe you won't come back to me often." "When she spoke, I could see the sincerity in her face, and I guessed she wouldn't lie. So I hugged her tighter; her body was already a little cold.

I got up and took another towel from the other bed to cover her. Most of the time, he talked about herself. He rarely asked about me, only jokingly saying that one of my classmates was very lecherous, obviously a pervert, and humorously adding that the girl who came tonight was probably suffering a lot, maybe they'd already done it several times. I said, 'Okay, let's do it again!' She smiled. I got up and sat up, poured a glass of water, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at her. She turned to look at me and said, 'Aren't you cold? Don't get cold.' I said I just like looking at you like this. She said, 'What's so great about me? There are plenty of girls prettier than me. I'll introduce you to a few sometime.' I half-jokingly said, 'Okay.' She smiled without saying anything, and after a while, she said, 'You...'" "Men are all lecherous." I said, "How could that be? As long as you're here, I won't do anything inappropriate. Besides my wife, it's you." She asked, "What's your wife like?" I said, "My wife is very virtuous, we have a great relationship, and our sex life is very harmonious." I thought she would be angry, but instead she said, "It's so wonderful to be your wife." I quickly said, "Don't think so much. Cover yourself up and go to sleep. It's getting late, don't get cold, the important thing is to stay healthy." She asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?" I said, "I'll have a smoke, I'll watch you sleep." She smiled and closed her eyes. After I finished my cigarette, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Get into bed quickly, or you'll catch a cold and get scolded when you go home tomorrow." I got into bed, and she quickly pressed

her whole body against me, saying, "I can't sleep if you don't come." She pressed her breasts and warm genitals against my body, and we hugged each other. Her body was already very warm. We kept kissing, our bodies rubbing and pressing against each other. My... It started to get hard again. When she felt it, she gripped it tightly with one hand and squeezed it hard, saying, "Your little brother is going to get hard again. You're really something." I also put my hand to her vulva and used my fingers to probe her vaginal opening. It seemed a bit dry there, so I slowly massaged it. She said it was okay, and told me not to touch it and to put it in. I said that there wasn't much lubrication there, and I was afraid that it wouldn't be pleasant for her if I put it in. But she said, "It's okay, just put it in." "I moved my body and climbed onto her abdomen, my penis erect, searching for that warm, moist little hole on her vulva. I could feel the dryness on the head of my penis. She guided my penis with one hand, and I pushed it in halfway. I pushed again and it was all the way in.

Her vulva was warm and wet. After a few thrusts, it was completely lubricated. I lay down and leisurely moved my lower body. She didn't seem to be in a hurry. She opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, 'Like this, you put it inside and we'll talk.' We talked for more than ten minutes, and my penis started to feel that real stimulation. I had to stop. I didn't want to finish so quickly. I sat up and looked at where we were joined. The way my penis was inserted into her vulva was ridiculous, like a carrot stuck on a freshly steamed bun. The part where my penis was in contact with her was completely sunken. I pushed her vulva with my hand, and her..." I turned it over and saw a red patch of flesh. I gently squeezed her vulva with my other finger, stroking her clitoris. She grabbed my thigh with her hand, so I moved it a couple of times, while my hand pushed her vulva upwards, preventing her vaginal fluid from being drawn in with my penis. As I massaged her clitoris, her vagina began to contract rhythmically. At first, it was only one or two contractions with long intervals, but later it became continuous spasms. I took a breath, calmed myself, and resisted the urge to ejaculate. She began to tremble, her entire abdomen swaying up and down and side to side against the base of my penis. I just thrust my penis forward as hard as I could, so that my penis could press against the bottom of her vagina. She arched her abdomen upwards, her buttocks occasionally lifting off the mattress, making moaning sounds. My hand was still pressing on her clitoris, sometimes blocking her arched lower abdomen and hindering the contact between her vagina and my penis. She moved my hand away, and I supported myself on top of her, thrusting into her vagina as fast as I could.

Her vulva... The sound of my penis moving inside her vagina was wet and smacking. Her moans grew louder, and my movements became faster, each thrust reaching the very bottom of her vagina. She held her bent thighs with both hands, her buttocks lifted off the mattress, her vulva facing the direction of my thrusts, opening wide to allow my penis to penetrate freely. Her moans turned into cries of pleasure: "Ah, good, faster!" I thrust harder, and she cried out, "Ah, ah!" I still held back from ejaculating. After a while, her cries turned back into moans. Her vaginal fluid flowed down my penis to my testicles, soaking my scrotum. I knew she had reached orgasm and was now savoring it. I slowed my movements, my testicles slapping against her anus, her vaginal fluids flowing... The fluid flowed down, submerging her anus and soaking the sheets. She was still moaning softly. I leaned down and kissed her, and she quickly returned the kiss.

After a while, she said, "That was so pleasurable, I felt like I was dying. I wasn't even myself anymore. Having sex is so pleasurable, I've never felt this way before. You're amazing! Your dick is still hard and hasn't come out yet." I said, "Don't put it so harshly. I haven't come because I want to make you feel good one more time.

" She said, "That's true, what's so hard about it? This is my pussy, I like having your dick inside me. Nobody can hear us, are you afraid of looking bad? You must be tired. Put your dick inside me and lie on me for a while, I'll do it later." I wearily lay down, and she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing two fingers against it. My aching waist suddenly felt much better. After a while, she suddenly said, "Get off me, let me do it." I rolled over, and we changed positions. She moved her genitals slightly, and her vulva pressed perfectly against his vulva. I looked up at her; her upper body was facing me, her breasts hanging down, her waist muscles squeezed together. I massaged her breasts with my hands, and she said, "Don't move, or I won't be able to move." So I stopped, closed my eyes, and enjoyed her movements. At first, she slowly moved down, and I felt my penis slowly being wrapped by her vagina from the head down to the base. I squinted at her; she was squatting, her hands on her knees, letting her buttocks thrust downwards. I also occasionally moved my buttocks to meet her descending vulva.

After a few minutes, she was already panting softly. I told her to get off, and she clung to me. My penis kept thrusting up and down, not letting her penis rest. After a while, she said, "You shouldn't move anymore, you're tired." As she spoke, she leaned forward, and I felt my penis reaching the very back of her vagina, as if a piece of flesh was touching the head of my penis. She slightly supported herself with her hands, using the strength of her waist to make her vulva move in a circular motion against my crotch, pressing down hard. I felt my penis reaching a depth I had never felt before. She just kept grinding like that, and I could hear the hissing sound of her pubic hair rubbing together. Her vagina and my penis were in close contact. Although my penis wasn't moving very far inside her vagina, her entire vulva was under pressure, her clitoris and labia were spread wide and pressing against the base of my penis. She quickened her movements, her breath coming in heavy gasps, and the rubbing sound of her pubic hair became faster. Sometimes I would also thrust upwards to match her movements, and her breathing suddenly became rapid. It flowed down to my entire lower abdomen, and the area below our waists where we touched was covered with her semen, sticking to our skin. Her moans grew louder and louder, and her waist movements became faster and faster. My glans would sometimes touch the flesh at the base of her vagina and sometimes leave. Her semen was secreted rapidly and flowed down to my genitals. Her hands went limp and her body clung to me, but her waist continued to move so violently. She exhaled rough breaths from her mouth and blew them onto my face. I thrust upwards with all my might, my glans touching the flesh deep inside her. The bed creaked, and she suddenly cried out, "Ah, ah, so pleasurable!" Her vagina contracted rapidly; I knew she was nearing the peak of sexual climax. I quickly rolled over, pinning her beneath me, my penis not slipping at all. Then came a series of thrusts, each one forceful, each one hitting her G-spot. She moaned softly, her pubic area pressing against mine, making a slapping sound. After over a thousand rapid, forceful thrusts, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated. Her vagina convulsed, like a child suckling, as if trying to drain me dry. My penis trembled a dozen times, then I remained still inside her. I lay on top of her to rest, and she occasionally pressed on my waist, saying, "It's so pleasurable, I feel like I'm in heaven." After a while, I pulled out and lay down to sleep. I was exhausted, and she seemed reluctant to stop talking, recounting her past. I touched her pubic area and drifted off to sleep.

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