43-year-old woman (student campus adult novel)

In 1997. I contracted a nightclub and the business was pretty good. In order to evade some taxes, I hired an accountant named Liao Rong to cook the books. 43 years old. The figure is very plump. There are about 167. Keep your hair short. Oval face. She looks pretty when she smiles. He looks very ordinary.

The first time I saw her, I didn't have any special thoughts because she looked like a good wife. She doesn't usually work at my place. Just be responsible for preparing the accounts for that month. Usually it's about 3 to 5 days a month. After 2 months, I chat with her occasionally. But most of them are normal topics. I know that her husband is a department-level cadre. A little power.

I had thoughts about her when a friend of mine had something to do. It happened to be in the hands of her lover. I'll go find Liao Rong. Ask her if she can help. She agreed readily. Not long after, the matter was actually accomplished. My friend was very happy and said that I worked in the entertainment industry, knew a lot of people and had connections. He also brought gifts worth 5,000 or 6,000 yuan and asked me to give them away. I just called Liao Rong, she was alone at home. I just picked it up and rushed over.

To her house. He saw that I was carrying a lot of gifts. She even asked, what are you doing? I just said thank you for her help. She poured a cup of tea and I sat there for a while. If you have something to do, you have to leave first. She said, I'll leave the things here. Take these two packs of cigarettes back with you. Her husband doesn't smoke. He took the cigarette and handed it to me. Of course I declined it out of courtesy. I touched her boobs and I jumped. She didn't react, just looked at me. I didn't refuse and took the cigarette and said goodbye.

I came back and called my friend and asked him to come over and get some cigarettes. My friend said he would not take it back no matter what. I just ordered two mid-range Hua shoes for nothing. At night, I kept thinking about it. It seems that this woman is also unwilling to be lonely. But I don’t know where to start. After all, he is a person of status. If you can’t eat it, it will be troublesome. At that time, I had a special liking for middle-aged women. The thought of her plump breasts made me excited. I just thought, let’s give it a try, and if it doesn’t work, then forget it.

Half a month passed like this. We met each other several times in between. I wanted to treat her to a meal a few times, but for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to say it. It’s been about 20 days. One evening. I finally plucked up the courage to call her and invite her to dinner with her and her lover. She said on the phone that her husband rarely eats at home and mostly socializes outside. I said, if it’s convenient for you, come over. She thought for a while and said, where to go? Let me talk about XX Hotel. She said yes. And asked me to wait for her in the hotel lobby. I said yes and rushed over immediately. When I arrived at the hotel, I booked a private room and went back to the lobby to wait for her. Not long after, she came in a taxi. I went to meet him. She seemed to have dressed up deliberately and told me the time. It was July. She wore a short-sleeved white silk top and a black skirt. The more you look at it, the more charm it has. I said, let’s go upstairs, and went to the private room with her. I asked her to order food, and she ordered a few dishes, which were quite exquisite. I am a researcher on food. I want to drink wine or have fruit juice. She said it doesn’t matter. I ordered a bottle of Yunnan Red. We ate and talked. The dishes haven't been served yet, but a bottle of wine has been drunk. I want two bottles. She didn't say anything either. She just told me that she usually doesn't drink, but today was an exception. I quickly said, thank you, thank you very much. Waiting for the dishes to be served. We've almost finished the wine. Her face turned slightly red. Two eyes staring at me. I was also stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment. Fortunately, I have quick wits. He said, "Sister, you've drunk a little too much. Why don't you come and sit on the sofa?" He helped her to the sofa. Of course I held her hand tightly. I was testing her. As soon as she sat down, she said, "I'm a little drunk." Just lean on my shoulder. I understand now. If I don't take action, then my trip here will be in vain. I touched her forehead and face. Say, yes, okay. It's quite hot. She didn't say anything, so I put my arms around her waist. Hold her in your arms. Stroke her hair. I kissed her on the mouth, and she instinctively said, what are you doing? I didn't care and just kissed her lips hard. She sighed and let me come. While I was sucking her tongue, she pushed me away and said the door was not secure. I quickly secured the door. I went back to the sofa and kissed her again. She seemed very excited. My tongue was a little painful from being sucked. I held her with one arm and moved my other hand to her back to unhook her bra. Then, he began to touch her breasts and nipples. Her breathing became more and more rapid. I laid her down on the sofa and lifted her shirt. Her breasts are very big, and her nipples are dark black and very large. I leaned over and kissed her gently. One hand went under her skirt and touched her private parts. She was already a little wet down there, but not a lot of water. I found her clitoris and touched it gently. She began to moan loudly and reached her hand under me. She touched my little brother through my pants. I said, let’s get a room. She said, no, no. Kiss me quickly. It seems. She was lost in desire. My sexual experience at this time was no longer at the same level as it was in school. I know I can't be too impatient. It would be better if I could make her anxious. I took off her top because I like her to have sex with me while wearing a skirt. This thought suddenly occurred to me. I leaned over and kissed her nipples. I am particularly attracted to women's nipples, especially big nipples. She was touching my little brother through my pants. and started to unbuckle my belt. I also started kissing her armpits. Her armpit hair was not very thick, so I kissed her lower belly. I once read in a book that some women's belly buttons are very sensitive. She was trembling when my tongue was swirling around her belly button. He began to use his legs to pull my pants down to my calves. Hold my little brother harder. My tongue started moving around her vagina. She gasped and said, don't kiss there. I looked up, looked at her and said, "You haven't tried it before." I will make you fly with joy. She didn't say anything, but she squeezed her legs tightly together. I was not in a hurry and started kissing her groin with my tongue. After a while, her legs slowly opened. I looked at her vagina carefully. The labia majora are abnormally full. The labia minora are also fat and dark. Not a lot of pubic hair. I gently touched her clitoris with my tongue and her body contracted suddenly. I held her labia in my mouth, and she grabbed my hands, breathing heavily. I kissed her gently and she said, I can't take it anymore. Please put it in. I ignored her. Then kissed her clitoris instead. After a moment, she almost sat up. Her climax was approaching. I slowed down. For a middle-aged woman, I know that I can't just seek instant gratification. To conquer her physically, you have to stimulate her primitive instincts. My tongue was moving over her vagina. Let her sexual excitement accumulate slowly. Another big explosion. I began to tentatively kiss her perineum and anus. Her moans were getting louder and louder. Especially when my tongue was circling her anus, the reaction was even more intense.

And so, the kissing continued over and over again. She began to fall into sexual pleasure. Creamy fluid flows out of the vagina in large amounts. Makes a strange sound. The elephant is howling. I know it's time for her to explode. Just hold her clitoris in your mouth and kiss it hard. Sure enough, she screamed, sat up, and then lay down. I stopped. Looking at her, she closed her eyes and breathed heavily. An intoxicated look. The fluid flowed down her thighs onto her skirt. It was wet.

After a while, she came to her senses and looked at me. I said. Let’s get serious about this. Let me take off my pants myself and press on her. She began panting again. While I was touching her wet and moist vagina, I was kissing her ears. She was anxious. Grab my little brother with one hand. Go straight to the vaginal plug. I didn't refuse and adjusted my posture. It went in at once. She cried out in satisfaction, "Oh." I started by twitching gently. Too much stays at the vaginal opening. Is dawdling. After just a moment, I heard her say, "Hurry up, okay?" So I speeded up. I found that the faster she went, the more excited she became. I was always controlling the pace. She put her arms around my back. Keeps pushing me to go faster. I also met her request. The frequency of thrusting is very fast. Not long after. I felt like I was about to ejaculate. Adjust the rhythm. She discovered it. Say, no. I'm almost at the top. I took a deep breath. Continuing, her legs were flexing and she was almost there. I thrust hard. I only felt her vagina contracting, swallowing, and surrounding my little brother. Looking at her distorted face and her passionate screams, I finally ejaculated. Since then, we have had many sexual interactions. Later, fearing something might happen, we stopped communicating and only spoke on the phone occasionally.