Senior Sister Married Woman (Part 6)

My junior year passed quickly. For most of that year, I spent my days at school and my evenings and weekends at my senior's place. Our relationship grew stronger, and we often discussed whether we should be together, but her answer was always no. Sexually, things seemed to have entered a stable period. Although we still occasionally called my senior to tease her just before climaxing, bringing her to orgasm, we no longer had him listening in on our lovemaking. Several times she tried to use the same trick, but I stopped her; after all, my senior wasn't stupid.
A month before summer vacation, just as we were about to book our train tickets home, my senior told me to buy them a few days later. She said her senior had invited her to join their lab's summer outing, and she wanted me to go too. Although I was fairly familiar with my seniors, there were still a lot of people I didn't know, so I persuaded a few girls from my dorm and class to go with me. I made a point of keeping myself out of the way. Luckily, one of my dormmates was from the same hometown as another senior in the lab, and they always went out together during the holidays. I deliberately mentioned the lab's plans to him and hinted that we could go together, and that I'd invite a girl he liked. He immediately started contacting the lab to arrange transportation and accommodation. It's worth mentioning that my senior told me she booked a room herself; I knew she was looking for some excitement again.
One night, after a long night of fun, my senior and I were resting when I asked her, "Did your senior ask you out because he wants to sleep with you? I saw in their group chat that he's booking a room by himself."
She laughed and said, "Let him think about it. I have to keep you company, you little rascal."
I pretended to be serious but teasingly said, "Senior, is this really good for him? Why don't you spend some time with him this time? It's been so long, and he still can't get you. He must be getting impatient. Aren't you afraid he'll dump you?"
She pretended to be angry and said, "It would be better if he dumped me. He was chosen by my parents, not me. He's a perfect gentleman in front of them. He deserves to be anxious. Let him be anxious, let him be anxious to death!"
Later, I found out that my senior had visited her house once, and her parents really liked him, saying he was gentle, refined, and honest. Furthermore, the senior's parents told the senior that she had always been strictly disciplined since childhood. She had to be home before sunset. Although she was very beautiful, she never had any romantic relationships with the boys at school. Her parents had torn up countless love letters and even gone to the school to have teachers reprimand the boys who wrote them. They were very proud of this. The senior seemed to agree wholeheartedly and praised her parents excessively. His fawning attitude was incredibly annoying to her. I know the senior resented her parents' repressive and controlling behavior from a young age. She probably already mentally blacklisted the senior for his actions, which is why she never felt any pressure when bullying him.
According to my senior, "That senior guy was really rambling at my house, saying he strongly agreed with my parents and explicitly opposed premarital sex. It's not like I have no one willing to do it, and I can't force someone, can I?"
I thought to myself, the senior guy was definitely saying that on purpose to please my senior's parents. But, how could he be so stupid as to shoot himself in the foot? Is he still dreaming of marrying a virgin?
Summer vacation arrived in the blink of an eye, and a large group of us set off early. Because my senior and his classmates were from the same year as us, two years behind, we basically split into two groups to play, except for group breaks and games. Although I was quite familiar with them, I couldn't bring myself to get too close to my senior in front of the senior guy, so I stayed with my classmates.
Seeing my senior having a lot of fun with her classmates, often linking arms with the senior guy, and the seniors always joking about them. When my senior was being teased, she would always steal glances at me with a blissful expression, and she would often blush from the jokes. My male classmate, on the other hand, seemed to radiate superiority. Whether it was his group or my classmates' group, among all the girls, his "girlfriend's" looks were leagues ahead of everyone else. The fact that my senior was always clinging to him made him feel incredibly proud. However, I knew that my senior was simply building up energy for her orgasm that night. She had once said that the closer she appeared to my male classmate in public, the stronger her sense of betrayal and humiliation felt when I had sex with her, and the more intense her orgasm would be. So, she called daytime intimacy "building up energy." At the time, I felt I actually loved my senior quite a bit, but I didn't feel the slightest bit jealousy about the close relationship between my male classmate and her. I just found my male classmate's behavior hilarious. After all, all his tenderness and care for my senior, all their intimacy, would translate into pleasure for me and my senior at night.
After dinner, my senior gave my girlfriend and me a truly amazing treat.
After dinner, we went to an open area by the river, roasted a whole lamb, drank beer, and had a bonfire party. My senior's group and we took turns performing, singing and dancing.
Just as everyone was having a great time, my senior suddenly produced a huge bouquet of flowers from nowhere, walked up to my girlfriend, knelt on one knee, and proposed.
This sudden scene shocked me. I didn't even hear what his long, emotional vows were saying. When he finally said, "Will you marry me?" my first thought was: This is going to be awesome tonight! Am I going to sleep with someone else's fiancée tonight? Then I realized I had no doubt that my girlfriend might cancel her plans to sleep with me tonight because of his proposal. I was pretty sure she wanted me to fuck her even more now.
I quickly looked at my senior, who was also stunned for a moment. But in an instant, I noticed her face turn bright red, and her chest heave violently. The senior students around her, as well as us junior students, all started cheering, shouting, "Say yes! Say yes!" Even I joined in the cheering.
I saw my senior's body begin to tremble under everyone's encouragement, her chest heaving, and she bit her lower lip. My senior seemed to notice her rapid breathing and quickly said to her, "Yun, don't be nervous or afraid. Say yes, I will definitely treat you well. In this life, I will only treat you well."
I thought to myself, this silly senior still doesn't understand. This isn't nervousness or fear. Based on my experience of manipulating my senior in various ways over the past year, she's about to climax! And the fact that she can't control herself in front of so many people suggests that this is the kind of climax that only occurs when I'm having sex with her while she's on the phone with me! My senior brother must have heard it dozens, if not hundreds, of times on the phone. Didn't he realize it?
Before he could even get up, my senior sister slumped forward. I knew she was probably having trouble standing.
Luckily, my senior brother reacted quickly, stood up and caught my senior sister. They hugged each other, her face to the side of his head, facing me directly. Everyone was cheering, and I clearly saw that she was completely slumped over him, looking at me with longing in her hazy eyes. She said something to me, though without a sound, but I could clearly read from her lips: "Fuck me."
Seeing her hazy eyes and her near-orgasmic state, I also became aroused, but no matter what I tried, it was beyond my reach. I could only make a gesture to her, hoping she would calm down. She knew this wasn't the time for orgasm, and gradually regained control, recovering a little from the edge of pleasure. When she got up from my senior brother, she swayed and almost fell, but thankfully my senior brother caught her.
The senior asked the senior, "Yun, are you alright?"
The senior replied, "I'm fine, just a little dizzy from happiness."
Hearing this, everyone started teasing her again.
Then, the senior whispered something in the senior's ear, then left his embrace, loudly proclaiming, "Happiness came too suddenly! Wait for me a minute, I need to go to the restroom and change my clothes."
She then winked at me, let go of the senior, and walked towards the hotel. After walking about ten meters, she turned back to the senior and said, "Don't move, wait for me to come back."
I saw all the other students were a little stunned, especially the senior standing there holding the flowers, looking completely lost. Luckily, one guy creatively said to the senior, "She hasn't said yes or no yet, I think you should kneel until Yun comes back to show your sincerity!" Everyone burst into laughter. Of course, the senior wouldn't kneel there forever, but thankfully the atmosphere had eased considerably, and everyone started teasing him again.
To be honest, this is the first time in my life I've ever seen a proposal where the girl runs back to change clothes halfway through. Of course, I know my senior was already incredibly eager, but I still couldn't help but admire her imagination. I thought about saying I needed to go to the bathroom too, but then I thought it wouldn't be appropriate. Anyway, I've been pretty low-key all night, so I sneaked away while everyone was cheering for my senior.
As soon as I got to my senior's door, before I could even knock, she opened it and pulled me into the room, pushing me down onto the bed. I saw that she had already taken off all her clothes from the waist down. Hearing me at the door, she was probably in such a hurry that she didn't even bother to unbutton her tight-fitting blouse, which was only half-undone. Her face was flushed, her breathing was rapid, and water was already running down her inner thighs; she was clearly incredibly eager.
Actually, I couldn't wait any longer. It felt like I was about to sleep with someone else's fiancée. The excitement had already made my penis incredibly hard. My senior pinned me down on the bed, unbuckled my belt, and pulled my pants down to my calves. She straddled me, letting me enter her. Then I noticed she had an orgasm. I heard her writhing passionately against me, one hand supporting my thigh, the other kneading her breasts vigorously through her still-on clothes. Her body arched back and forth, undulating, emitting loud moans. The thought that the woman writhing against me, enjoying her orgasm, was someone else's fiancée filled me with excitement. I almost ejaculated, but I quickly forced myself to think of other things, preventing premature ejaculation. I thought it would be such a shame if I did.
Soon, the first wave of her climax subsided a bit, and I reached out to unbutton her shirt, stripping her completely naked. She writhed on top of me while pulling off my T-shirt. We rolled over, and I pinned her to the bed. She spread her legs wide, placing my hands on her large breasts, moaning, "Faster... mmm... harder... squeeze my breasts... with all your might... ah... ravage me... ah... fuck me to death... I'm someone else's fiancée... fuck me... don't be gentle with me... ahh... I have a fiancé who cares about me... just fuck me to death..."
I knew that the more intense her orgasm, the more she liked her breasts to be squeezed forcefully; this kind of forceful squeezing was basically a sign that she was at the peak of her arousal. Stimulated by my senior, I was also overcome by lust. I squeezed her breasts hard with both hands, my ten fingers digging deep into her nipples. The soft parts of her breasts were practically bulging out from between my fingers, as if they might burst at any moment. But my desire to conquer and ravage someone else's fiancée made me completely disregard all that. While squeezing her breasts, I also used two fingers to tightly pinch her nipples. I knew she wanted me to use my full strength, because I heard her scream when I pinched her nipples. And from that scream, I could only hear satisfaction. My penis began to thrust forcefully into her cunt. Because I was so excited, I felt that my penis was longer than usual. With each thrust, my senior would scream loudly, breathing rapidly, and saying lewd things that made me want to fuck her.
Later, I even supported my entire weight with my hands, and what supported my hands were my senior's soft breasts. My senior was extremely excited, tilting her head back and shouting loudly, breathing heavily as if she wanted to suck out all the oxygen in the room. She kept saying, "XX, come and see your beloved fiancée! She's about to be fucked to death! Her breasts are about to be squeezed to burst! Ah..." At this point
, I added some more excitement to my senior. After all this time, I knew that my senior's excitement came more from the stimulation of self-degradation. I said to my senior, "XX can't come. He's still kneeling there waiting for me to finish fucking you. His newly acquired fiancée is already being played with by me. Oh no, to be precise, the woman he's proposing to is being played with by me now. He's waiting for me to ejaculate inside his fiancée before going back to accept his proposal."
Hearing my words, my senior became even more excited. Her body suddenly stiffened, her breathing became shallow and labored, her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, saliva dripping down her tongue. The previous obscene language suddenly transformed into a language I couldn't understand. She was too overwhelmed by orgasm to speak. At that moment, I was also nearing my limit. I yelled, "You slut, I'm going to cum inside you! I'm going to get you pregnant! Anyway, someone else is already taking care of you!"
After saying this, I reached my limit too, because her vagina was already spasming. I couldn't bear the stimulation any longer and began to ejaculate inside her. I lost count of how many times I ejaculated, because each ejaculation felt like I was ejaculating on someone else's fiancée, and this thought made me ejaculate even more. And on her face, I saw a satisfaction unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

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