Tokyo housewives are incredibly charming

The story begins many years ago, before I came to Japan. My mother had a friend, who was only in her early twenties at the time. She was a reporter for our local TV station, about 167 cm tall, quite thin, a very talented writer, and spoke with great politeness and elegance. I was barely twenty then, and she was very welcoming when I visited her home. Later, I came to Japan to study, and she also found a husband and came to Japan. Later still, I heard she got divorced and was raising her child alone. I got her phone number from my mother and called her pretending to ask for advice on writing. I was surprised by her continued enthusiasm; I tried to end the call several times but couldn't. We continued talking on the phone frequently, and our conversations increasingly turned to personal matters. One day, she suddenly told me she wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend, a 19-year-old girl from Fujian, who was a classmate at her Japanese language school. I agreed to see how it went. A week later, I went to her house in Tokyo. Her house was very small, just one room and a kitchen (houses in Japan are generally small). The other girl was there too. I didn't really like the other girl. After dinner, she invited me and the other girl to stay at her house, but the girl from Fujian insisted on going home. In the end, we took her to the station to catch the train home, but I stayed.

Although I had a feeling that something was wrong, I didn't think much of it. When I got home, I prepared to go to sleep. Because the room was small, she and her child slept on one side, and I slept on the other side, both on the floor. Her child, who was about five years old, slept on the inside, next to her, but about a meter apart. After I showered, she prepared a set of pajamas for me. She also wore a pale yellow set, looking incredibly sexy. She dimmed the lights to a very low, hazy brightness so her child could sleep, creating a suggestive atmosphere. We chatted against the wall, talking about everything from China to abroad, from being single to divorce. I didn't dare do anything inappropriate. Finally, she seemed exhausted and said, "Let's sleep." We lay down, facing each other, and turned off the lights. My hand accidentally touched hers, and she didn't flinch. I naturally took her hand, and she didn't pull away; instead, her voice seemed to tremble. This emboldened me. I slipped under her covers, and we hugged each other. Her body trembled. I stroked her back through her pajamas, then down... her buttocks... her breasts... finally touching her pubic area. She had a lot of pubic hair, but it was all soaked and smudged. I gently massaged it, and she touched my penis. I couldn't take it anymore, so I laid her down and buried my head between her legs, kissing her vulva through her pajama bottoms. Then I took off her pajama bottoms and shorts and gave her oral sex. She seemed to be dying; she looked like she was in a lot of pain, biting her lip to keep quiet because her child was next to her. After a while, I rubbed my penis against her vulva without penetrating her. After about a minute, she whispered, "I can't take it anymore." By this time, my penis was covered in her vaginal fluid. I found the entrance and slowly inserted it. She let out a scream and quickly covered her mouth with a pillow. She seemed very aroused. I thrust harder and faster, and she looked increasingly pained, still afraid to make a sound. I didn't care; I just wanted her to scream with pleasure. I put another pillow under her buttocks so I could penetrate even deeper. I guess she hadn't had sex in a long time; her reaction was particularly strong. With each thrust, she bit the pillow and groaned. Later, I learned that she hadn't had sex for almost two years since her divorce. It's such a shame about such a beautiful young woman. Although she had given birth, her vagina was still quite tight. She orgasmed in about 10 minutes, gripping my arms tightly with both hands, her lower body muscles trembling rhythmically. I also ejaculated inside her, matching her orgasm. Most young women in China use contraception, so there's no need to worry.

Afterwards, I went to shower, and unexpectedly, she came in too. We took a bath together. When she got out of the tub, she bent over, her buttocks facing me—so sexy! I asked her, "Can I do it from behind?" She glanced at me and nodded in agreement. So, she held onto the tub, and I stood and thrust into her from behind. There was a mirror in the tub, and she seemed even more excited seeing us making love in the mirror, experiencing multiple orgasms until she finally collapsed in the tub, covered in my semen.

Now, every time I go to Tokyo, I visit her. These past few times, I've mentioned group sex to her, and she seems quite interested. If anyone lives in Tokyo and wants to try group sex, we can exchange information.
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