Women in their 30s are even more attractive. [The End]

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After graduating from university, I was assigned to a large state-owned enterprise. In the strict management and closed work environment, I drifted through two years, like any ordinary man, following the familiar path of introductions, dating, marriage, and children. My sex life was also uneventful. That spring, we started a new project. One morning, as I entered the office, the director introduced us to a new colleague—Jing.

Jing was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, about 1.66 meters tall, with fair skin, and her hair and clothes were meticulously styled. She was the kind of woman who stood out; you couldn't help but glance at her.

Everyone went up to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with her. Jing greeted everyone with a touch of reserve. I felt she was a bit cold, so I didn't go up to greet her. Later, I overheard my colleagues gossiping behind her back and learned that Jing's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he was often chauffeured to and from work; no wonder he had a somewhat condescending air about him.

As the project progressed, we gradually had more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and I later noticed that she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. At that time, my understanding of women was still very superficial; I was still at the level of appreciating young girls. I had never been in contact with a mature woman like Jing, but whenever I saw her tall, voluptuous figure moving in front of me, I always felt a strange sensation in my heart.

One morning on my way to work, we happened to meet at the entrance of the office building. After nodding to each other, she asked me, "Do you live in the company dormitory?"

I said, "Yes."

She said, "That must be very convenient for you to get to work!"

I said, "Mainly, it's convenient to go home after work."

She laughed.

When we went upstairs, she walked ahead of me, perhaps intentionally letting her go first. As we went up the stairs, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.

Jing was a typical mature woman; her buttocks were large, round, and perky, swaying slightly as she walked, which was very alluring. At that moment, her round, full buttocks were so close, swaying incessantly before my eyes as she climbed the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two hemispherical mounds of flesh within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I'd ever felt this way. From that moment on, Jing's place in my heart changed drastically.

A few days later, we went to participate in a voluntary tree planting activity. People from different units were assigned specific areas, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery.

Jing was bending over in front of me, leveling the ground, less than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm, and she was wearing only thin trousers that day, the fabric so clear that the outline of her protruding buttocks was very distinct, clearly revealing the narrow thong she was wearing underneath. The edges of the thongs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between the two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing.

My immediate impulse was to rush up, hug her plump buttocks, and kiss them. I really wanted to see what her bare buttocks looked like.

One early summer day, we went to a client's place to discuss some business. We went there on our own. After the meeting, the client was very hospitable and insisted on giving us a ride. Because the car was small and there were many people, five of us ended up crammed into the small sedan. The director naturally sat in the front, and the four of us squeezed into the back seat.

For some reason, Jing saw that I was sitting on the left, so she went around and got in from the left side as well, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding. The weather wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating. After she got in the car, she didn't say anything to me, just smiled and leaned against me as if unintentionally. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, exceptionally soft, and the comfort they gave me made it hard for me to suppress my excitement.

With the bumps of the car, our arms often touched. Her skin was white, smooth, and shiny, like brushing against silk. I finally couldn't resist any longer. Taking advantage of the car's swaying, I pressed myself closer to her. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing half of her breast—only visible from my perspective, of course.

Just as my mind was wandering, the car braked suddenly, and we lurched forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I instinctively gripped hers in return.

The car started moving again, and I couldn't bear to let go, nor did she pull away. Her hand was so soft, seemingly boneless, and it felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; her eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I pressed closer, she squeezed mine back, indicating she understood.

And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh to flesh. When we got off the car, she squeezed my hand tightly once more, then walked away without looking back. I felt a bittersweet mix of sweetness and a sense of loss I'd never experienced before.

For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, and everyone was busy. I couldn't find a chance to talk to her alone. She remained calm, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others. She would only glance at me meaningfully when no one was looking. Each time, my heart would pound, and my face would even burn.

I laughed at myself, thinking, "How can I act like a student in the throes of first love?" But watching Jing's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, large buttocks walking back and forth in front of me, my heart was filled with desire, and my penis would suddenly become erect, forcing me to quickly sit down or turn away.

Finally, on the fourth day, I ran into her in the hallway while going to the restroom. I knew she spent her lunch break in the office every day, and now, during the summer, her lunch break was two hours long. I faced her, staring straight at her, my heart pounding. She looked at me quietly, without saying a word.

My mouth was dry and my voice was hoarse. I hurriedly said, "Can you come to my house at noon?" She seemed a little hesitant. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Which building do you live in?" "I hurriedly gave her the address.

Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway, walking towards the office without saying a word.

When I returned to my office, she wasn't there; I didn't see her again until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before leaving work, I made an excuse and slipped away. Back home, I hastily ate a couple of bites and began my anxious wait. It was a agonizing time. I listened intently to any sounds in the hallway, rushing to the door at the slightest noise, waiting minute by minute.

Finally, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I knew it was her because she walked up the stairs with heavy footsteps, which had been the subject of jokes. There was a soft knock at the door, a hint of hesitation. I quickly opened the door and saw her standing there, her face flushed and breathless. She seemed nervous and shy. I quickly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure what to do.

I said, 'Let me get you some water!'" She nodded.

When I brought the water, she was looking at the photos on the cabinet. I put the water down, unable to contain my passion, and placed my hand on her rounded shoulder. She didn't flinch or turn around. She exuded a faint fragrance, her hair was still slightly damp, and my heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, my heart was completely intoxicated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me. I turned her around, and after a brief glance, we embraced tightly.

I can't remember how we started kissing; I only remember my mind being a mess. I felt her lips were moist and soft, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth. Her waist and back were full and felt incredibly comfortable. I had never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her soft body, my penis was uncontrollably hard, pressing against her lower abdomen, causing a slight ache in my own. She was also excited, panting as she whispered in my ear, "Let's sit down, I can't stand anymore." We sat down on the sofa, still kissing. My hand reached under her clothes, wanting to touch the breasts I had longed for. She was wearing a thin bra, and I felt that soft flesh through the fabric.

She kissed me and said, "Come on, let me unbutton it." With that, she deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, and pulled them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were presented before my eyes. She thrust them towards me and said, "Here, touch them!" Her breasts weren't the large type, but because she was full-figured, the base of her breasts was large, round, and very beautiful. The nipples were small, like cherries, and strangely, not dark at all, but pink. The areolas were also small, quite lovely.

I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking the nipples, while one hand fiercely grabbed and caressed the other breast. Jing was also very excited; her face was flushed, and she let out moans. One hand grabbed my erect penis through my pants and kept squeezing it.

My whole body felt like it was on fire; all I wanted to do was desperately kiss her, squeeze her, and caress her. But she was so soft, like she had no bones. I understood what it meant to be limp and boneless. Besides moaning, she kept returning my kisses and said in a trembling voice, "I want to lie down." We walked to the bedroom, arm in arm. After I drew the curtains, I quickly stripped off my clothes and stood there, erect, watching Jing undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, then shamelessly unzipped her pants and draped them back down.

Her legs were very white and full, clad in a small pink thong. When she took off her panties, her entire body was revealed before my eyes.

Jing's skin was very white and smooth, with a plump bottom and a very full waist and abdomen. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her mons pubis was very full, and sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. Her two thighs were quite thick, and there was no gap between her legs when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also very delicate. In short, her body was very much like a noblewoman in a classical European painting.

I stood there admiring her, and the look in my eyes was definitely that I wanted to devour her whole. # At this moment, she said to me with a little shyness: "After giving birth, my belly is a little loose." After saying that, she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me: "Come on, climb on top of me." At that moment, my eyes were burning with desire, and my body was trembling with excitement. I hurriedly climbed on top of her and pressed down on her snow-white and plump body. Oh, how soft it was. My limbs were touching warm and smooth flesh, and the feeling was a bit like floating on clouds. I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She closed her eyes, moaning comfortably, her cries like those of a female animal in heat: "Oh...oh..." Her eyes were glazed, she called my name as if weeping and panting, her hands constantly caressing my back and chest.

My penis was rock hard, and somehow the head of my penis slipped into her wet, warm vagina. It felt like my penis was entering a hot, moist swamp—so soft, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I stirred wildly inside her. The scene was so stimulating; I had never imagined a woman would act like this during sex. Coupled with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, both annoyed and ashamed.

She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe. When she realized I wasn't moving, she nodded sheepishly.

She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me: "Oh, you're so quick." I said shyly, "What should I do? You haven't had your fill yet." She hugged me tighter: "It's okay, I felt really good a few times just now, and I came too. Yours is really thick, bigger than my husband's." My mood relaxed a lot, so I hugged her and started caressing her. Since the passion and tension had passed, I could calmly observe and enjoy everything about this mature woman.

Jing's skin was fair, every part of her body was plump and rounded, and her skin felt soft and smooth. She told me that she had taken a shower before leaving work, which explained why I hadn't seen her. Her shoulders were beautiful, and there was no male hair under her arms. I asked her if she had shaved it, and she said that's how it was naturally. I then noticed that the body hair on her body was very fine, and her pubic hair was also sparse, not covering her full mons pubis at all. Her vagina was pink and very tender, not like a woman who had given birth.

I fondled her full buttocks and said, "Your body is so soft; lying on you feels like lying on a cotton ball." She smiled and said, "You're just like my husband." She told me that her husband was ten years older than her and kept a close eye on her, afraid that she would have an affair or run away. "Actually, I've never had such thoughts, but after seeing you, especially seeing the way you look at me, my heart flutters. I don't know why, but I just want you to kiss me and hold me." She whispered in my ear.

"What kind of look do I have?" I asked with a smile.

"She looked like she wanted to devour me, and she made no attempt to hide it." She kissed me: "Your kiss made me realize that Jing is very good at embracing and lying down with people. She's pressed tightly against you, every inch of her skin is in close contact with yours, her body is incredibly soft, like being wrapped in a ball of cotton, making it hard to let go of her.

Her lower abdomen is very plump, her thighs are slightly thick, and when they're together there's no gap at all, you can't even see her vagina, her fullness forms a Y shape. Touching this plump body, it's warm, soft, and smooth, the feel is wonderful.

Her fingers are long and slender, her hands are very white and soft. She grabbed my penis and played with it, saying:

'How come yours is so big? It was so thick just now!'" "

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked my nipple, her soft hands rubbing my penis up and down. I felt like an electric current was passing through me, my whole body tingling and itchy. I then realized that a man's nipples are also an erogenous zone, and very sensitive at that.

Under her caresses, my penis immediately became hard, standing there proudly. She looked at me and smiled: "Still young, already capable again so quickly." She lifted herself up, lowered her head and kissed my penis, then straddled me, using her hands to guide my penis down. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped by a soft, smooth mass of flesh. It turned out her vagina was already wet. Later I discovered that her vagina was always wet; she said that she would get wet as soon as I touched her, and even a hug would make her wet." After she swallowed my penis whole, she started moving up and down a couple of times. I put my hands on her waist, and it felt incredibly good. Suddenly, she lay on top of me, her vagina beginning to thrust and squeeze my glans, faster and faster. Her hips arched back and forth, her vagina contracting and thrusting rhythmically and skillfully, with great power. Her moans grew louder, and later, the frequency increased, like someone doing heavy labor, panting heavily and making "woo-woo" sounds.

I was both surprised and excited. I had never experienced such wonderful sex before, nor had I ever seen a woman so wild in bed. I was even a little scared at the time. Her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and she was sweating. Her two large, white breasts swayed incessantly in front of me. I never imagined that a woman who was usually quite reserved could be so lewd and unrestrained. The stimulation and surprise were indescribable.

Her vagina was like a mouth, constantly swallowing and caressing my penis. Later, I learned that she was also very skilled at oral sex. I realized that a woman could "fuck" a man like this, and make him feel so good.

Suddenly, her vagina contracted, and I felt a warm sensation on the head of my penis. She hugged me tightly, gripping my penis tightly. I felt a tingling sensation and a dizzying rush to my head. I gripped her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting my penis upwards with force, and ejaculated. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously. After the orgasm, she lay motionless on top of me, and I felt weak in all my limbs, numb below my knees. This was a pleasure and enjoyment I had never experienced before. We fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms... When we both woke up, it was already time for work in the afternoon. We got up and quickly washed up. While she was getting dressed, I kept touching her breasts, and she let me touch them until she buttoned her clothes just before leaving. We hugged and kissed goodbye. Her lips were soft, and her kissing was skillful, making my penis hard again... The next day around noon, I was washing the dishes after lunch when I suddenly heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, Jing was standing outside. I was both surprised and puzzled. We'd met briefly at work that morning, but she hadn't said anything, so I went to discuss work matters. I never expected her to show up on her own.

She rushed into my arms, panting, and said, "After going home yesterday, our story kept replaying in my mind. I couldn't stand not seeing you today. I couldn't stay in the office any longer, so I came here."

I kissed her, saying, "I couldn't be happier." As I spoke, my hands were already inside her clothes, unhooking her bra and beginning to assault her soft, plump breasts.

Once in the bedroom, we were naked together in no time. I held her full, soft body, my hands kneading her plump, white buttocks, and sucking on her nipples. She tilted her head back and began to moan.

I laid her down on the bed, and without effort, my bulging, veiny penis slid into her already wet vagina. Her vagina, though not very tight after childbirth, felt incredibly comfortable—loose and slippery, offering no resistance at all. I could thrust and churn freely, completely at my own pace, finding it incredibly pleasurable.

Having experienced yesterday, her moans were no longer surprising, only incredibly stimulating. Combined with her fleshy, cotton-like body, it felt like being immersed in a sea of lust. I thrust forcefully, my pubic area colliding with her full mons pubis, making a "slap, slap, slap" sound. She was very wet, and penetration made a "squeaking" sound, like bare feet sinking into mud. Combined with her moans, the stimulation was indescribable, and I ejaculated prematurely again.

This time, she was more experienced; she shifted her body downwards, wiped my penis, and began to give me oral sex.

This was the first time I'd ever experienced oral sex from a woman. She took my penis in her mouth, using one hand to assist, stroking it slowly at first, then faster. She was very skilled; her tongue was amazing, swirling and licking, focusing on the glans, almost taking it all the way in each time. Her soft hand followed, stroking up and down with just the right amount of force, making me feel like a feather was gently caressing my heart. After a few strokes, she seemed to be ready, and impatiently straddled me, aiming my penis at her vagina. With a thrust of her hips, my large penis was already inside her. Then, she began to thrust and squeeze. Her waist moved back and forth powerfully, her face showing an almost painful expression, moaning loudly, "Oh...oh..." The sound grew louder and louder. I felt her mons pubis rubbing intensely against me, her vagina thrusting and contracting faster and faster. "Ah...ah..." she cried out loudly, lying on top of me. I guessed she had reached orgasm, so I thrust my penis upwards forcefully. She held me tightly, constantly moaning and kissing me, incredibly lewd.

After a few minutes, seeing that she had calmed down, I asked her, "How was it?"

She nodded, "It was great!"

I became aroused and flipped her over, straddling her soft, fleshy body and thrusting in and out. She arched her back to cooperate. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I stood up and made her kneel on the bed, sticking her buttocks up. I penetrated her from behind, and she obediently stuck her buttocks up, even reaching back to touch my nipples. I grabbed her waist with both hands—it was plump and comfortable, so convenient and pleasurable—and thrust hard into her vagina, feeling extremely satisfied. Could I still free one hand to touch her breasts? Looking at her white, plump buttocks, grasping her soft breasts and fleshy waist, listening to her wanton moans and the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh, feeling the wet, hot flesh gripping my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer. Finally, I lay on top of her, tightly gripping her two plump breasts, shouting loudly, and ejaculated forcefully.

This time, I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I was completely exhausted. I held her as we lay there, quietly stroking her rounded shoulders and smooth back. Then I remembered to ask her, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What if my wife was home?"

She was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what came over me, I just wanted to do it with you again, so I couldn't help but come. I've decided, if your wife were home, I'd say I got the wrong house."

I touched her damp genitals, "Are you a woman with a very strong sex drive?"

She nodded, "I didn't know before, my husband found out after we had a child. He said he couldn't handle me at all."

I said, "Where did you learn your skills in bed?"

She reached out and grabbed my penis, "I don't know, it just seems like it came naturally."

I squeezed her breasts, "You're a natural-born sex goddess."

She looked at me, "Why do you always say the same things as my husband?"

I said, "You have to come often, I can't live without you!"

She kissed me, "Okay, let's do it this way, it won't affect each other's families."

I hugged her tightly to show my agreement, and then my hand went to touch her plump buttocks, "Your buttocks are so beautiful, so big and round, and so white, let me kiss them." Saying that, I crawled over and kissed her big buttocks hard.

"Is my ass too fat?" she asked as I kissed her.

"No, it's perfect. Your ass is so attractive. I've always wanted to see what it looks like and kiss it like this."

She stroked my head. "It's all my husband's fault. He keeps forcing me to take birth control pills. It makes things easier for him, but it's made my ass bigger and bigger, and I've gained more and more weight."

So that's why. No wonder she wasn't afraid of me ejaculating inside her. I felt like this was all prepared for me.

Before she left, we agreed to meet one or two days a week, using work contact to set the time. Since Jing and I became lovers, my feelings about life have completely changed. Work is no longer boring; going to work has become a pleasure. There's always a passion surging in my heart, and every time I see her, it's so joyful and sweet.

Our plans were simple. When no one was around, we'd exchange a knowing smile, agree on a time, and I'd make an excuse to sneak home first. I'd leave the door a crack and wait quietly for those heavy, familiar footsteps. By then, I'd often be naked, standing behind the door, ready to welcome Jing with my rock-hard erection.

Once inside, she'd eagerly throw herself into my arms. We wouldn't speak, only kisses and caresses. She'd undress quickly, revealing her white, fleshy body to me in seconds. I'd hold her tightly, squeezing her plump, white buttocks, my penis throbbing. Touching her genitals, I'd find them incredibly wet.

Often, she'd fall onto the bed, and I'd slip down, my penis sliding into her vagina effortlessly, so natural, so smooth. Then there would only be the sounds of flesh colliding and her moans. Within minutes, we'd both reach orgasm. After a short wash, we lay down in each other's arms, playing with each other. Before long, my penis would get hard again, and we would engage in a long "flesh-and-blood battle," trying all sorts of positions. Jing would fully display her sexual skills, and I would have a long period of stamina until we achieved extreme satisfaction.

Around our third date, right after our first climax, I thrust my hard, shiny cock into Jing's wet, soft, warm pussy. She was on top of me. She kissed me: "Making love!"

I said, "What else?"

She glanced at me, already panting: "Sex...intercourse."

I thrust into her hard twice, kissing her neck and earlobe: "What else?"

She understood what I meant, her moans lessened, and she whispered: "Still calling...fuck..."

I wasn't satisfied and continued to press: "Fuck what?"

She whispered in my ear: "Fuck my pussy."

I stroked her nipples and thrust harder: "Tell me loudly, what am I doing?"

She panted, moaning loudly, and hugged me tightly. These lewd words were incredibly stimulating. I suddenly felt a surge of desire, grabbed her big white ass, and thrust hard. That time, we had a very enjoyable time, both feeling extremely satisfied.

From then on, we would say all sorts of lewd things to each other during sex, which was both stimulating and arousing. Jing displayed the charm of a mature woman in this regard, speaking lewdly without any hesitation and completely yielding to my wishes.

I would often ask her while I was on top of her, "Whose cunt am I fucking?"

She would moan and answer, "My cunt."

If I asked her again, "What cunt of yours?"

she would lift her hips, allowing me to thrust more comfortably, and answer breathlessly, "My slutty cunt!"

She was truly seductive to the bone, allowing me to enjoy the wonders of sex without any pressure and in an extremely pleasant mood, which made me even more inseparable from her. As the work progressed fully, the project team gave us a temporary office, with only four or five people, each in charge of their own area, and sometimes only one or two people working in the room. Although Jing and I saw each other every day, due to the intense work, there was no time for me to satisfy my sexual hunger, so we had to use various methods to satisfy it. One of Jing's best qualities was that she was both flirtatious and easygoing, very charming, and also very clever. She could cater to my various strange thoughts without anyone around us noticing. Our desks were close together, and we sat facing each other. She went out for a bit and came back, sat down, winked at me, and then crossed her legs. My God, she took off her panties; her skirt was empty, revealing her full, white vulva to me. She even touched it with her hand, making my blood boil and my penis almost burst through my pants. She smiled at me triumphantly. There were other people in the room at this time, and she had her back to them.

Sometimes she would come over and ask me a question or two, leaning down to rub her full breasts against my shoulder. Unfortunately, there were other people around at this time, making me grit my teeth in frustration. Those soft, sexy breasts were right in front of me… When no one was in the room, I would have her stand up, lift her shirt, and expose her large breasts for me to feast my eyes on. Because someone might come in at any moment, I didn't dare to pounce on her, hug, or kiss her. Instead, I would have her jump around, watching her large breasts bounce up and down. It was beautiful and fun.

When I passed by her, I would sneak a grope of her full breasts when no one was looking. If she was standing, I would squeeze her big buttocks hard; the soft, plump feeling was incredibly arousing.

Sometimes, I couldn't control myself and would rush up to her when no one was around and hug and kiss her fiercely. She would return my kiss passionately. My hands would usually be on her buttocks and breasts, savoring her full body and fragrant scent, before quickly separating them to avoid being caught. This affair was both exciting and painful, making us even more frantic the next time we met… Once, we had a department meeting, and she arrived late. Seeing there were no seats, she turned and left. I knew she was going back to her office, so I quickly got up and followed her. She had barely stepped inside when I

arrived. We embraced and kissed passionately. Knowing no one would come in for a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. She unhooked her bra, making it easier for me to move up and down. My penis was rock hard, painfully swollen. She touched it with her hand and kissed me passionately. Our tongues intertwined, and a moan escaped from deep within her throat.

I said, "I really want to fuck you!"

She nodded, "Me too!"

I said, "I can't take it anymore, help me!"

She reached under my clothes, touching my nipples, squeezing my lower abdomen hard, and making sounds like we'd been making love, though very softly. Under her caresses, I ejaculated profusely, even through my clothes. This was the first time I'd ejaculated without penetration. She touched my face and asked, "How is it? Feeling better?"

I was deeply grateful to her from the bottom of my heart for her gentleness, thoughtfulness, and understanding. This was a mature woman; a naive young girl wouldn't understand!

Another exciting time was one weekend. There was a movie playing at work, and I had told her I didn't want to watch it and would just read at home. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I opened it and saw Jing. I was startled, but thankfully my wife and kids were at her parents' house. I happily asked her why she was here at this time, because we never had a chance to meet on weekends.

She said she wanted her husband to come with her to the movies, but there was only one ticket. She told her husband to ask a colleague for another one, and then she came to find me. Her husband was still waiting for her in his car outside his workplace. She only had ten minutes, but she wanted to see me, so she came. I was incredibly excited.

I pulled her over and started kissing and touching her. There wasn't time to take off her clothes, so I turned her around, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties. I kissed her big, white buttocks twice, then pulled down my pants, picked up my hard cock, and thrust it into her vagina. Jing was quite skilled; after just a couple of kisses, her vagina was already wet. I didn't hesitate. Knowing that time was limited, I didn't care about being gentle and started fucking her hard as soon as I entered. I grabbed her plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting rapidly. My lower abdomen slammed against her buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." The thought that her husband was outside, and I was fucking his wife here, filled me with indescribable excitement and pleasure. After about a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated. At her request, I didn't ejaculate inside her but on her big buttocks. After getting the towel, I asked her how she felt. She said she didn't feel much pleasure, just a lot of tension and excitement, which left a deep and unforgettable impression. As the saying goes, "lust knows no bounds," and that's absolutely true. Once, we were in a minibus going to a unit in the far suburbs, a facility deep in the mountains, a long walk away on a bad road. I had to sit in the seat behind her. It was early winter, and Jing had brought a coat.

After the bus had been moving for a while, I couldn't sit still anymore; my hand kept wanting to reach forward. So I reached between the two seats in front of me and pinched Jing's shoulder. She understood, glancing back as the bus swayed, then spread her coat, as if she was a little cold, and covered herself with it, so that no one around could see what was under the coat. I pretended to be going to sleep, resting my head against the back of the seat in front of me and closing my eyes.

My hand still reached between the two seats and touched Jing's waist. Jing reached out and took my hand. Our hands caressed each other, and after a while, I wasn't satisfied anymore. I reached for her waist. Jing was a very understanding woman; she always made me feel comfortable and touched at times like this. She unbuckled her belt and pulled out her shirt, so my hand could touch her full, soft skin. Touching her waist and abdomen in front of others was both thrilling and exciting.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the warm, soft feeling, but my penis was already hard and erect. My hand wandered upwards, and to my surprise, Jing had unhooked her bra. My hand touched a soft, plump breast. It was so exciting! I greedily grabbed and squeezed her breast, rubbing and kneading her nipples. My mind was racing, and I almost ejaculated.

Jing cooperated by turning her body to the side, making it easier for me to touch her, but I could feel her whole body tense up, and her face buried in her collar, as if she was suppressing a satisfied moan.

And so, I kept touching her breasts and nipples, not knowing how much time had passed or where the bus was. Suddenly, I saw Old Xu, sitting next to me, give me a very strange look, which startled me, and I quickly withdrew my hand. Thinking about it, it made sense; in broad daylight, my actions were a bit odd. By then, we weren't far from our destination.

Later, I told Jing about my experience, and she tapped my forehead: "You're just incredibly audacious; once you get into sex, you don't care about anything else."

On the way back, we got on several more rides, but Jing and I were quite far apart, and we didn't have another chance.

Our wildest time was one day in late spring or early summer, while my wife was away on a business trip. That day, Jing took the day off and came to my house early. I saw her swaying her hips as she walked in through the window, so I took off all my clothes. Because I'm young and exercise regularly, my body isn't too bad-looking. I left the door a crack open and waited for her.

When she came in and saw me, she laughed, grabbed my already erect penis, and said, "We have time today, you don't need to rush." As she said this, she pulled down her pants, revealing her white mons pubis and large, white buttocks.

We hugged and kissed briefly, then she knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, beginning to give me oral sex. Jing's oral sex skills were excellent, making me feel incredibly good. My penis felt almost equally stimulated in her mouth and vagina, but I preferred the feeling inside her. She used her mouth to manipulate my penis, and within minutes, I almost ejaculated. So I quickly stripped her naked, pushed her onto the bed, and hurriedly thrust into her vagina. She was already soaking wet. I yelled at her, "Jing, I love fucking you!"

She yelled "Oh, oh!" and replied, "Fuck me, fuck me to death! I love it when you fuck me!"

Seeing her wanton look, I trembled all over, my cock throbbing and I ejaculated. As soon as I finished, she clung to me tightly, crying, "Hold me tight! Hold me tight!" I knew she had also recovered from the initial shock. After the initial shock, we calmed down a bit and started playing with each other's bodies. A few minutes later, my cock was hard again, and we started trying different positions. Things like "rear entry," "69," sitting on the bed licking each other's nipples while my cock was still inside her. I especially loved fucking her from behind; firstly, I could see her plump white buttocks, grab her voluptuous waist and hips—it felt amazing; secondly, I could touch her drooping breasts, or lie on her back and hug her—it felt so good. When we got excited, we could slap her big white buttocks while fucking her—it was so much fun.

This time, she was on top of me, using her special skill—her vagina—to thrust and squeeze forcefully?

We were quite satisfied after this session. After wiping ourselves off, we lay together on the bed, talking.

Jing is especially good at cuddling; when she's on top of you, it feels like every inch of her skin is against you. She seems so absorbed and gentle. Touching her smooth, soft skin and listening to her soft whispers, I couldn't get enough of kissing and loving her.

Mature women like Jing are very considerate. When I wanted to suckle her nipple, she turned slightly to my side, bringing her breast to my mouth. I kissed her nipple while playing with her breast, and eventually fell asleep. When I woke up, I found myself still suckling her nipple, and she was asleep beside me.

After this short rest, my penis became hard again. She opened her eyes, saw my erect penis, and couldn't help but laugh. She kissed me and said, "You're really good, I love how hard you are."

We kissed passionately again, and she used her breasts to give me a blowjob, licking my glans with her tongue. Because I wasn't as aroused anymore, we played for a long time this time, changing positions. I didn't ejaculate for a long time, but Jing came twice from my ministrations. Later, seeing that she was getting tired, I lay down on the bed and let her use her mouth to stroke my penis, one hand touching my nipples, the other assisting her mouth in stroking my glans. She stroked gently and diligently, and watching her wanton appearance, enjoying this blissful moment, I finally ejaculated into her mouth.

I spent most of the next day lying on Jing's stomach. Her waist and abdomen were very full, and it was incredibly soft and elastic to rest on. I touched her stomach, rubbed my face against her mons pubis, played with her labia, and pinched her clitoris, finding it very enjoyable. Jing's thighs were very full, fleshy, and smooth; touching them or using them as a pillow was extremely pleasurable. A skinny girl like her wouldn't have this feeling.

I kissed her labia and said, "Looking at your beautiful pussy, I really don't want to let you go."

She spread her legs so I could see better, saying, "Touching here reminds me of how it feels when you fuck me; it feels so good to have you fuck me." See, this is how mature she is—so pleasing and agreeable.

Our romantic time together flew by, and before we knew it, it was afternoon, time for Jing to go home. Only then did we realize we hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day. I asked her if she was hungry. She smiled and said she didn't feel hungry, that she'd eaten a lot of semen and was a little thirsty. I had prepared wine and food, but in the heat of the moment, neither of us remembered.

When she finished drinking and stood before me, fully dressed, I suddenly felt a pang of reluctance to let her go. We hugged tightly, and I kissed her cheeks, lips, and neck passionately; she returned my kisses with equal fervor. My penis instantly hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen.

Suddenly, I unzipped her pants, pulled down her underwear, pushed her face down against the headboard, grabbed her large, white buttocks, and thrust my penis into her already wet vagina. I fucked her hard; she said I was a bit crazy, like I wanted to fuck her to death. After I ejaculated forcefully into her vagina, my legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the bed with her. After our work project was completed, Jing and I had fewer opportunities to meet, and our trysts became less frequent. But there were still one or two times a month, until she transferred to another job.

From Jing, I tasted the flavor of a mature woman, a charm that was captivating, a taste unforgettable. Like aged Moutai, mellow and profound, with an endless aftertaste.

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