My Second Single Life (Part 4)

She was satisfied, but I wasn't. While she was resting on top of me, I started to act. She looked surprised. "You haven't ejaculated yet?"
"Of course not, I was just playing with you, how could I shoot?" I teased her with a laugh.
She was clearly a little embarrassed. She had been so excited that she forgot about her composure. Now that the climax had passed, she looked shy again. "I'm sorry, was I being particularly promiscuous just now?"
"No... it's just particularly lewd, haha, but I just like it."
"How come you haven't ejaculated yet after all this time? How are you so strong?" I don't know if they really thought that or if it was just a compliment, but it really hasn't been that long.
"Because I like it when a woman gives me oral sex, it's more stimulating and makes me ejaculate faster. Do you want to try it?" I started trying to get her to give me oral sex.
"Okay, I often suck it out for my husband." After saying that, she knelt down on my lower body, which was still covered in her fluids. She didn't wipe it off and just started licking it with her tongue, which caught me completely off guard and excited me immensely.

I never expected that she would lick all her bodily fluids clean and then eat them. I asked her if it tasted good. With my penis in her mouth, she just made muffled noises.
A woman's tongue is indeed more agile than her vagina. Under the teasing and sucking of her skillful tongue, I quickly became excited, my whole body heated up, and my body began to writhe involuntarily. She seemed to see my reaction, and actually sat up and sat on top of me again. Because her vagina was not completely closed, it went in very smoothly this time. A sound like a boot being pulled out of mud followed. This time, she was obviously accommodating me. Instead of the previous action, she spread her legs, knelt on the bed, and moved her body up and down.

My hands continued to knead her two large breasts. I was extremely excited. After about 5 minutes of this, I felt my whole body tighten, so I hugged her and moved my body up and down, thrusting quickly. Soon, the pleasure spread from that point to my whole body. My body began to go limp, as if I had no strength left to thrust, but I couldn't stop myself. After a vigorous thrusting, we both collapsed together.

She told me she had come again. After resting for a while, she covered her vaginal opening with her hand, got up to get some toilet paper, wiped her hands and lower body clean, put on her underwear, and came back to help me wipe. After cleaning, I put on my clothes, chatted with her for a while, and then left.
Afterwards, I asked her if she liked me. She said she didn't know; she only knew she deeply loved the man in Shenyang. But he gave her almost nothing but the pain of unrequited love. Although they still kept in touch and missed each other, they rarely met. She also realized she would so easily give her body to me, a young man she'd only known for less than a month.

I know I don't have a place in her heart, but I occupy a place in her body. It's said that women have sex because of love, and men have love because of sex, but for us, it's truly hard to explain. She had no love for me, yet she had sex; I had sex with her, but love didn't come as expected. This society is truly strange. And this woman? She legally gave herself to a man—her husband; but she gave her spirit to another man, and her body found pleasure with me. What created a woman whose body and spirit are separated? Or rather, what created a group or type of woman whose body and spirit are separated?
I thought about this problem for a short while before my little brother got impatient. I think this is also related to my conversation with her, because I am naturally lustful, and the conversation will inevitably turn to sex within three and a half sentences. And with a woman I have slept with, I am usually quite direct.
“Baby, I want to make love to you.” The morning after we had sex, I saw her online and my first words went straight to the point.
"My God, are you excited? We just did it last night, and you want it again this morning!" She was clearly not used to the frequency of young people, probably because her husband had neglected her for many years. She had become a wasteland, so she probably couldn't adapt to such a frequency of cultivation.
"Don't you know that men are most sexually aroused when they wake up in the morning?"
"I know, but you just did it yesterday." She still seemed a little skeptical.
"Hehe, if you don't believe me, come and try it out, hehe."
"You little rascal!!"
How is your boyfriend doing now?
"Still the same!"
Do you make phone calls?
"Um!"
"What do they talk about?" I suddenly felt an urge to find out about their relationship.
"We chatted casually; he cared about me a lot."
"Have sex over the phone?"
"Ugh, you always have to talk about your profession!"
"Why are you saying that to me? Sex isn't my specialty. So, are you going to do it or not?" I pressed.
"Yes, before I met you, we talked on the phone often, almost every night."
"Is phone sex exciting?" I asked, knowing the answer already.
"It's definitely not really exciting; it's just a compromise."
"Oh, I remember you said you loved him very much, so why did you give your body to me?"
"I don't know either. He occupied my heart, but he couldn't possess my body. And I'm not just lonely in spirit."
"elder sister……"
"Um?"
Would you like me?
"I don't know. Right now, he's all I care about. I only see you as a younger brother."
"Are there really siblings like that? Siblings who can sleep together?"
"I don't know. Maybe we should end it. I already feel bad for him."
"You're so naive. Maybe he'll say he loves you while hanging up the phone and going to find his lover."
"He won't, he loves me too."
Haha, do you love him?
"like!"
"If you love him so much, why do you sleep with other men?"
"I……"
"Sister, don't be silly. Do you really think there are vows of eternal love? What are you? You're nothing more than a dozen online friends, a kind of spiritual support."
"Little brother, don't say that. I just want to find that feeling of being loved again. What does it matter whether he's sincere or not?"
"Okay, I don't care where you find solace, I just want your body, haha."
"You little pervert."
"Is tonight okay?"
"No, we had it this morning..."
"Oh? That's rare! Congratulations!"
"Hehe," she said, clearly in a good mood today. Although her husband often overlooked this, she still showed great enthusiasm for him. I think this is perhaps a quality unique to most kind-hearted Chinese women.
I chatted with her for a long time while working, and then we said goodbye for almost five minutes at lunchtime, feeling reluctant to part. I could sense her reluctance; most women are like that—once they accept you, they easily develop feelings. However, in my opinion, women's emotions are more delicate than men's, so a woman's care is meticulous and more considerate.

I think men marry for more than just procreation; at least a woman's meticulous care is an aspect that attracts men.

And this woman seems to have this quality innately. Although we had a physical relationship, she truly treated me like a younger brother, caring for and accommodating me. I even felt that making love was just her way of caring for and accommodating me.

Despite this, I'm very happy to have such an older sister.

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