Sausage and Egg

"Hello, is this the Li residence? This is Liu Zhicheng. Is Mrs. Li home?" I said on the other end of the phone.
"Are you Xiao Zhen's cousin? I'm Xiao Zhen's classmate, Lingling. You're tutoring my mom in Japanese, right? Hehe...hehe, I'll go get her." Her playful laughter made it sound like her mom had done something funny.
A little while later, Sister Meilan answered the phone, complaining slightly with a hint of coquettishness about why I hadn't contacted her for so long. But then again, it was all my fault for being too busy, so I quickly apologized and arranged to have a lesson at her house in the afternoon.
When I went upstairs, Sister Meilan answered the door. Today she was wearing a sleeveless white dress and light makeup, making her look even younger.
She led me to a Japanese-style room, where drinks and snacks were already laid out on the table. I took out my prepared teaching materials, chatted with her for a while, and then began one-on-one tutoring. Surprisingly, Sister Meilan had a good grasp of the material and quickly learned all the Japanese syllabary (hiragana and katakana).
"Sister Meilan, you're really smart! You laid a solid foundation in less than four hours." I praised her like I was a primary school student.
"Oh, it's all thanks to your brilliant teacher, Zhicheng, that I became such a high achiever. Hehe." She was as happy as a little princess receiving praise, unconsciously dancing with joy.
After class, she insisted that I stay for dinner. We ate until after seven o'clock, and it wasn't until Lingling returned home that I remembered my cousin and got up to say goodbye.
After several lessons, my relationship with Sister Meilan grew warmer. Sometimes I would often go to her house for dinner and watch TV. She treated me like family, acting quite naturally. Sometimes she would even take off her stockings in front of me, and I could even see her underwear. But she was a married woman and Xiaozhen's mother. If I had any improper thoughts, wouldn't I be beaten to death by her?
Two months later, Xiao Zhen's school held an extracurricular activity, a three-day event. Early in the morning, I put Xiao Zhen and her large bag of clothes on the school bus. After class in the afternoon, my phone suddenly rang…
“Zhicheng? It’s Sister Meilan! We’re having hot pot at home tonight, want to come over for dinner…” Sister Meilan knew I never cooked, so whenever she had something good to cook, she would always kindly invite me over.
My stomach was already rumbling, so of course I readily agreed and sped off.
When I arrived in Neihu, I rang the familiar doorbell, and naturally, it was her. Sure enough, the door opened, and there stood the still-charming middle-aged beauty, He Meilan. But wait a minute, Meilan seems a little different today. She usually wears light, loose clothes, but today she's wearing a tight-fitting tank top and incredibly short shorts, exposing even her navel. Her large breasts are tightly wrapped in the clothes, and her erect nipples stand proudly erect, like restless children, jiggling towards me. When she turns her back to me and walks into the dining room, I see her beautifully curved hips encased in shorts, and most of her long, slender legs are exposed, her perfectly rounded and alluring thighs completely on display. At this moment, my "thing" is already stirring. I don't know whether to take the opportunity to feast my eyes or quickly change the subject, but Meilan speaks first, easing my embarrassment.
"Zhicheng! Meilan just finished her aerobics. I'm going to take a shower first. Could you heat up the hot pot ingredients? Please!" When Meilan spoke to me, I thought I caught a glimpse of a sly look in her eyes. She was being coquettish with a half-smile, and my arousal hadn't subsided yet, so I could only obediently reply. While I was preparing the hot pot, I was so distracted that I burned myself several times.
After a while, I heard the bathroom door open, so I brought the hot pot to the table. I saw that Meilan was only wearing a very short nightgown that was as thin as a cicada's wing, without even a bra, as she came to the table. She even bent down to smell the hot pot.
"It smells so good! Zhicheng, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good! Whoever marries you will be so lucky!" Meilan said, while absentmindedly inspecting the ingredients.
Her full, snow-white breasts were clearly visible through the loose neckline of her dress. Two bell-shaped breasts, white as snow, with even the veins faintly visible, and large, purple areolas like grapes, swollen and erect from her recent shower. Even more fascinating, when she faced me, sitting in the chair, with her plump buttocks, she seemed completely unaware that her extremely short nightgown barely covered her hips. She even wiggled her hips occasionally. Her thin pink thong barely covered her "private parts," revealing the darker skin at the base of her legs, a patchwork of pubic hair that was completely exposed to me from behind.
I couldn't help but swallow hard. At that moment, whether Meilan was pretending to be oblivious or genuinely naive, she laughed at my gluttony, saying I was already drooling before the food even boiled. My penis, instantly aroused by Meilan's alluring posture, grew hard, and I felt an urge to devour her whole. I tried desperately to stop my penis from getting harder and harder. At that moment, Meilan looked at me, blinked, and smiled, sticking out her tongue to lick her luscious red lips, as if testing my willpower. I had no choice but to secretly straighten my penis to prevent it from making my pants look like a tent.
The meal was truly unappetizing. Meilan ate while sweating profusely, making her already thin nightgown even less effective at concealing her body, clinging tightly to her sexy breasts. Through the soaked nightgown, I could clearly see her dark areolas and nipples, making me feel like I was about to ejaculate in my pants.
Finally, after finishing the hot pot, I was also soaked, not from the heat of the hot pot, but from the nameless fire burning in my groin.
"Zhicheng, look at you, you're all sweaty. Go take a shower first. Meilan will get you some of my dead husband's clothes to change into. Hmm! They should fit you well!" She ordered me in a bossy tone, sizing me up as she looked me over. I had no choice but to obediently let Meixiang lead me to the bathroom.
As I was washing my genitals, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Meixiang was holding several nightgowns, her eyes fixed on my penis. Stimulated by Meixiang's seductive gestures, my eight-inch member had been erect for a long time. A lewd expression involuntarily appeared on Meixiang's beautiful face.
"Zhi...cheng, pick one that fits you best!" Meixiang's eyes gleamed with a strange light, her voice weak and feeble, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with desire. I knew that Meixiang's lust had been aroused by me. My penis was already painfully hard, and I thought to myself: You seduced me first; you're clearly the one who's been lonely and unsatisfied. So, I gritted my teeth and grabbed Meixiang, my tongue about to penetrate her crimson lips.
"Zhi...Cheng, what...are you...doing? Let...me...go!" Meixiang weakly resisted with her small fists, but she was no match for me. Her pajamas and underwear were torn open in a few swift movements. I pushed Meixiang against the wall, pinned her hands down, and made her bend over, exposing her vulva. A thick clump of black pubic hair clung wetly to her inner thighs, as if it had been soaked in water.
I raised my erect penis and aimed it at her blooming petals, ready to thrust in. When I touched the woman's most sensitive spot, an electric-like pleasure surged through both of us.
I discovered that Meixiang's vulva was actually wider on the outside and tighter on the inside, quite different from my aunt's, which was smaller on the outside and wider on the inside. Meixiang's fleshy muscles gripped my glans tightly, it felt incredibly good.
"Zhi...Cheng, don't...be too...hard, Mei...Xiang...sister...can't...take...it!"
"Ah...! Right...right there! Ah..." Under my fierce attack, Meixiang had forgotten to resist and instead cried out in ecstasy.
I shook my waist, and my penis thrust in and out continuously. The sounds of "slap, slap, slap" and Meixiang's moans echoed in the bathroom. Meixiang supported herself against the wall with both hands, and with each thrust of my penis, she moaned, weaving together the most moving melody in the world.
Soon, the walls of Meixiang's vagina contracted in waves. I reached under her feet, held her, and made her face me, rocking her up and down, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper into her uterus.
"Zhi...Cheng...Don't move...Don't...! Ah..." Meixiang's legs clamped tightly around my waist. After a shiver, she slumped limply against me. I knew she had reached the happiest moment of a woman's life.
The next morning, I woke up to find Meixiang gone. But the clothes I wore yesterday were washed and neatly folded on the bedside table. I snapped out of my daze and heard noises coming from the kitchen. I tiptoed over, and sure enough, Meixiang was making breakfast for me! Meixiang was focused on wielding the spatula, and I took the opportunity to grope her butt.
"Zhicheng, you scared Meixiang to death!" Meixiang wasn't angry at all; instead, her face radiated a satisfied, womanly look. I was momentarily captivated by Meixiang's mature and alluring demeanor, and before I knew it, she had grabbed my penis.
"Perfect, a sausage and fried egg ."

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