According to the life is supposed to be ordinary, the child is older and do not have to care, their own after school to go to her grandma’s home to live. Husband is a day without a face, off work to drink and play cards. I am too lazy to care about him, but also can not control, as long as he can give me money every month on the line, at least enough for me and my daughter to spend. I’m in the unit is still considered very free, a few women together, nothing more than shopping to buy clothes to do beauty diet dinner it. Since my daughter is a little bit older, my husband’s legs and got sick, the family often left me alone. A person is a little lonely, but for a long time it does not matter.
Until that day, my husband bought a computer from outside, life was completely changed. I just bought it back and blamed him for buying it, but I didn’t know how to play it. But once you play it, you will be addicted to it. After work, even if you can’t eat dinner, you can turn on your computer and get on QQ. I don’t know what else to do, but I just learned a little bit from my friends, and I can type and chat. I learned that I can’t let go of it, and I’m getting addicted to it day by day, and I feel like I’m missing something if I don’t go up and chat with my online friends. Husband at home to see me chatting online, but also laughed at me, typing so slow, who talk to you ah but I know he is more at ease, because he called me at home to surf the Internet, outside of the socialization of all put down, he felt at ease very much.
Originally and a few netizens chatting with miscellaneous words I have been immersed in this kind of enjoyment. I have a stubborn character, even a little spicy, not to say that I type slowly, I practice typing every day. It turned out to be interested in learning really fast. Gradually, I was able to chat with several netizens at the same time. I also learned to download songs and listen to them while chatting. At this time a netizen broke into my sight. Are you really tender? Unlike other netizens who ask you how old you are when you just met them. He asked directly. Oh, because my net name is like water tenderness.
Chatting lightly, his words however gave me something new and I sensed something unusual about him. His words are not much, but always transmitted in an unexpected way. I looked at his information, 23 students his screen name is an English name, I can not read, a long paragraph do not know what is the meaning. Normally I am very uncomfortable chatting with netizens who have English names, but today I teased with him until midnight.
Every day when I came online I saw him there, strange and surprised. When I asked him, I realized that he was tutoring English and Japanese at home, which were new to me and totally incomprehensible. He just graduated from college, but did not look for a job, but in the tutorials in foreign languages, what a few certificates. He spends his days on the Internet, sometimes chatting with foreigners, practicing his listening skills, and sometimes downloading foreign language materials. I don’t understand this, but I admire him. He called me sister, very affectionately. Once I chatted with him by voice, his magnetic voice with youthful vigor impressed me at once. He sent me his photo, a handsome young man, long flowing hair, high nose, thin lips look tough. He called me very affectionately, more concerned about me, I felt a kind of warmth that never seemed to have.
Online I am very gentle, not just pretentious. Though in reality I am more exposed to a spirited style. I don’t feel so lonely when I have such a little brother online. Every night he will deliberately leave time to accompany me. He said some words to make me happy, passed a few of my very favorite songs. The other day he said he had taken some new photos, and I immediately said I’d take a look. He hesitated, not on the Internet ah, then you send me. I and his city is very close to each other, when the photos received just the third day. The photo of his sunny appearance, upright and brilliant. He asked me how I was and I said I was very handsome. But I haven’t seen you yet, he said with a slight grievance. But I don’t have any photos on the Internet, so you should send them to me as well. I went through the photo albums and couldn’t find anything I liked, so I delayed again and again. He gave me his phone number and said that if he wasn’t there when I was online, he could call him. I wanted to call him several times, but I didn’t. I just memorized the number. I just memorized the number in my mind.
On this day the unit happened to have business to that city and asked me to come over. I took the car to that only took ten minutes to finish the business, in the street around, suddenly want to give him a phone call. Dialed out a beeping sound, a long time no one answered, just to hang up, that familiar magnetism came over Hey, big sister you know it’s me ah above the caller ID ah, how do you remember to call me I’m in the city of B, the unit a bit of a thing over where you ah, I can not go over to see you his voice and enthusiastic and joyful.
I …… I’m at the BOC building okay. I’ll be right there.
My heart thumped with some excitement and anxiety as the person in that picture took a step closer to me from reality. Is …… it big sister? En you came so fast, I looked at his eyes gazing at me, calling me to feel so uncomfortable and brushed my hair with my hand.
Big sister you are beautiful he is pleasing to compliment me. You laugh at me ah heart gorgeous. Standing in the street feels like pedestrians are looking at the appearance, I saw not far in front of a restaurant. Go, we go there has been nearly noon, to eat something inside or to avoid pedestrians, although not many people recognize me in this, but still do not want to be exposed in the market.
He cared for me like online, attentive to me to the water, asked me to order my favorite dishes. He asked for a bottle of wine, without consulting me on the pour me in, I hastened to stop I do not drink alcohol never drank beer ah, do not come to a bottle of red wine? I do not know what he thought in his heart, do you want to pour me down, but it is not like. Eating dinner, I played with the cup, the food did not move a few mouth to toast he raised up, eyes looking at me. I was flustered by his look …… I do not,, drink on that little good? I had no choice but to raise it, frowned in his gaze and drank it. Cool beer, not spicy or bitter, I really don’t know when I will drink.
His eyes kept looking at me like that, and I dressed myself heavily, wondering if something was out of place. That day I wore a light blue dress with red flowers on it, and a pair of tawny sandals on my feet. There was nothing wrong, but he still looked at me like that, what are you looking at, hurry up and eat where are you going after eating? I hesitated, where is there any place to go, outside I am reluctant, but what place is suitable? It’s so hot outside. Why don’t you come with me to my place? His place? I’m not going there, what can I say if I run into any of his people again.
By the time he’d had his fill and stood up, I was still stuck in my chair. He slipped his hand from my shoulder and wrapped it around my waist, what for, I pushed his hand away gently, but don’t take me for a light woman. But the heat from that wide palm to my body was not en able to dissipate for a long time. His hand, again, reached over and grabbed my small hand. Go home with me I don t …… go to your house to do anything.
His eyes looked straight at me, full of passion, and I even found an impulse. Quickly, I bowed my head.
Let’s go, I’ll take you somewhere, but it’s on you Don’t allow me to say anything else, as soon as he set me up, I felt his hands touch my breasts. An electric surge of excitement made my face blush. Coming out the door, I pushed away his hand that tried to encircle me and grabbed the bill, he wanted to pay, I stopped. He has no job and no financial resources, it is better to be a sister’s pocket.
Out the door called a TX, Dihao Dihao is where, I do not know, only to follow him. When I got there, I was not allowed to see the situation clearly, I was taken into a consistent private room. The original is a KTV bar, inside the decoration is very luxurious, light lighting, goose-yellow decoration, red carpet, the first gave me a feeling of ambiguous obscenity. But already come, right as see it.
After ordering a couple of small plates of melon and a couple of beers, the door was shut firmly. Turning on the stereo, his cheer-filled voice rang out. I give this lover to my dear sister music, his singing voice sounds full of maturity. He asked me to sing, but I had no courage at all. Fortunately, he did not force me, a popular song, flowing in the corners of his mouth. The little microwave silk cat branch flower blossom …… are all I told him my favorite to listen to. He dashingly held a glass of wine in one hand and a microphone in the other. I, for one, only kept pouring him wine and sweetly listening to his songs. He sang, but his eyes could not stop showing passion and desire. In his eyes, the cold wind from the air conditioner could not dissipate the heat in my heart.
He sang, while sitting beside me, close to my thighs, I had to move a little wrong, he leaned up, while singing: love you, like a mouse loves rice …… Such close contact makes me very uneasy, looking at his lips open chorus, really feel like a mouse staring at the rice. But the heart is sweet and dense, suddenly his mouth came up, I hastened to avoid, but has reached the edge of the sofa, my body tilted down, but was his mouth caught in the right place, my position so that the chest is more erect, sticking to his chest, warm? Comfortable? I was already a little disoriented. His mouth was hot and wild, and his tongue was pounding on my teeth, so I finally couldn’t hold back and was drilled by him. How many years had it been since we kissed? Probably from the time I had my daughter to now, my husband has not once visited here again. The kiss felt so marvelous, just like many years ago, and I immediately got dizzy from such breathless kissing. My mind drifted to nowhere, and with a jerk, I bit lightly on his tongue. He yelped out with an ah from my bite, leaving my face so I could look at him quite clearly again, and I saw the fiery desire in his eyes. My heart wasn’t sure if it was comfort or excitement or panic at being assaulted by him like that. Though online, he had also kissed me jokingly, causing a flurry of agitation to flood through me.
I Love You. Love you …… He picked up the chant again. I panicked not knowing what to do. Not only unconsciously he has tightly held me, he is no longer rough, his gentle hands stroking my body, from the back to the waist and even …… I do not dare to meet his eyes, I know that he is forcing me to look at me in that way, and I am afraid of being melted by the fire in his eyes, but am I not already melted? Below actually untimely came an itch, and some wet. His mouth stopped attacking my lips and went towards my eyes, nose and face up to my ears, making me feel a wetness wherever he slid. Under the earlobe by his mouth to make the itching dead, I can not help but twist aunts, but also let out a light, sound moan.
My breasts were covered by his palms, and the fingers were still kneading them restlessly. It was so hard to feel and so comfortable, I moved my body to reject him, but my body was pressed tightly by him, and the more I moved, the more my heart itched. His hand easily drilled into my clothes, his hand is so big and full of magic, from my two breasts on the interactive caress, touch where where will bring me the whole body waves, I feel myself so ridiculously thirsty, but the woman’s reserve so that I had to reject him in the language not …… ah don’t … …My body kept twisting, hand also tried to block his attack, but my whole body’s strength suddenly disappeared, only the boundless desire to flood in.
His hands are so wanton, not only touching me, but also removing my clothes. I struggled but there was nothing I could do, my two plump breasts were violently exposed to the air, and the cool sensation in the air was immediately covered by his face, as he held my nipples, teased them with his tongue, and sucked on them again. How my nipples had become so sensitive, quickly standing up. I quietly opened my eyes and watched him busying himself on my snow-white breasts, my desire was teased even higher, my skirt slipped down my bottom but the little lace panties showed, but I couldn’t take his attack anymore, his constant stimulation made my hands grab his shoulders. My lips bit lightly as I let out a suppressed moan, my breasts being ravaged by him and my nipples being trampled even more miserably. I felt my whole body go limp as his hands and his mouth continued to attack my soft places.
Alas my mind sighed, but my body was enjoying the pleasure, he had already taken his top off, and crystal drops of sweat were oozing from that full skin. My hands ran over it, the intensity of it making me reluctant to give it up, even as I slowly stroked it. I can’t help but moan to bring his desire higher, he went down to take off my that covers only a little bit of hidden clothes, I was afraid up, no …… no …… don’t …… my legs struggled hard, but under his hands showed so useless. My upper body stood up to stop him, although the fire of desire was ignited, but inside the trace of sobriety, told me not to continue. I wasn’t ready for this.
I faced him with my two plump tits up, my eyes rushing with determination. No …… don’t do this but I added the two most useless words at the end okay? His mouth moved but did not speak, but kissed me at once, blocked my mouth tightly, I still want to say, but can no longer say, my breasts and his broad chest pressed together, that kind of physical intimacy of contact hollister france knocked me down. My breasts were squashed and flattened by his embrace, my nipples were rubbed, I was confused my mouth couldn’t help but cater to his kisses, standing up while my skirt slipped silently to the floor, by this time all that was left of me was a narrow pair of panties, and even it was still transparent.
While his mouth gagged me, his hands attacked my sensitive body again. And again, at that moment, my whole body seemed to be sensitive, melting wherever he touched me. His hand reached into my panties and crossed over my little forest to that hidden place. Ahh. I let out a cry from deep in my throat as his fingers roamed over my already soaked spot, one already breaking through and inserting one of his fingers inside me. It was itchy down there, and the entry of his finger was certainly bringing me a lot of relief. But the finger provoked, and where the itchy places were comfortable, the places that weren’t itched, and even itched all over my body. I felt the finger pumping in and out of my wet hole, gentle and tumultuous. But the finger on the outside brushed against my clit, and it was a killing thrill. I moaned continuously, my heart panicked, my breasts oxygenated, and my whole body couldn’t suppress the release.
My eyes were closed, taking in his assault, and arguably enjoying the stimulation like I never had before. Comfortable, uneasy repressed panic orgasm stacked stepped and came …… have an orgasm? I really can’t say, but the feeling has made me completely dedicate my body, my panties don’t even know when they left my body, I was pressed by him on the sofa, hell, why is this sofa so wide.
Something rock hard was pressed against my pussy like a rigid gun, my hole had just seemed empty from the loss of my fingers teasing it, and this thing out there was giving me a huge temptation. Wanting to welcome him closer, but a little scared. But I was incapable of maneuvering this anymore, his body thrusting downward and my slippery pussy was immediately filled to the brim, so comfortably, so satisfyingly. I have forgotten everything, in my mind is full of desire expansion, the waves of desire with the impact of his body is a wave hit my heart ah,, ah I can not help but scream out, no more reserved, no more pretense, no more shyness, only boundless desire and frenzied indulgence.
How long that feeling lasted I don’t know, it just felt so long that my mind went blank, only the fullness of my lower body and the rubbing of my breasts allowed me to feel the presence of my flesh oh so much. Whether the feeling was something that had been looked forward to for a long time or something that was only hoped for because I got it, I’m not sure, his movements and rubbing sent my heart and senses tidal waves, finally in a burst of rapid movement, it erupted, and my bottom was pounded with a gurgling stream of heat, so hot and violent I couldn’t help but hold him in my arms in a death grip.
Getting dressed, the loss of passion followed immediately, and although her face still felt full of flushing, her heart was mixed with many unknown emotions.
When I got home, I washed in the bathroom for an hour, all my many feelings of guilt and shame coming up under the beads of water, and finally had only the cold water to wash me down before I moseyed off to bed. I caressed the glowing skin, the intense stimulation taking me back to that moment of madness until I slowly fell into sleep.
A few days in a row did not go online, but finally could not resist, his message is a lot, and when I finished reading, his avatar flashing up again. He did not say sorry to me, but said a lot of words of concern, thought I was sick, can not see me he was anxious. My mood finally calmed down, I refused to let him talk about that day, but I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about it. What’s wrong with me?
He always said when he would see me again. I knew what would happen if I saw him. But in my heart, I thought about it, and then after he said it countless times, I finally met with him again. This time, I stayed in a hotel. In that quiet environment, I lit the fire of desire in a guilty panic until I was completely immersed in it. I indulged a lot that day, and it was joyous to be with him, though the joy didn’t last long. He was as gentle and considerate as ever, but he was so fierce and furious. I threw myself under the attack of various positions, and I was brought to the peak of my desire by him again and again. He also stopped being scrupulous and said all kinds of explicit things. God, I was completely defeated, I didn’t know I would be so slutty in front of him, I gave my whole body and soul to a guy who was several years younger than me, but he called me so slutty.
I don’t know why I just can’t refuse him, I’m torn between desire and loss, I’ve woken up many times in nightmares, I don’t know how I’m going to face it. Desire is not easy to fulfill, just a little bit of retreat, new desires are coming again. I love my home, I love my husband and children and him. What should I do? I asked myself all the time, burning myself with new desires.
You are my lover, but you can’t be my lover. You’re my lover, just a lover who appears in my dreams. I’d rather think of it as a dream until I wake up.