Here's my experience of meeting an older female online friend for the first time.

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That was back in 2005.

I'd only been working for a short time after graduating from university, and things were gradually settling down. I didn't have a girlfriend, and I was like a rooster, getting hard whenever I saw a pretty girl on the street. So I wanted to take advantage of this prime single life and sleep with as many women as possible. I spent my free time on various dating websites and QQ, and read a lot of dating guides. But I always felt that these guides were only for reference, because people are inherently changeable, principles can't remain static, and people can't be all the same. So, when it comes to one-night stands, you have to go with the flow and not force it.

Back then, I was particularly interested in mature women, especially those with good figures. So I spent all my time on QQ, frantically adding female friends. I met about five or six, but to be honest, most of them I could sleep with were uninteresting after just one glance. There were very few I wanted to sleep with, and even fewer I wanted to keep sleeping with. As for someone I wanted to dedicate my life to—haha, I never met one.

I was pretty stupid at first. I didn't know you could go invisible on QQ, so I chatted for months without hooking up with a single married woman. Instead, I spent my days casually chatting with colleagues and classmates. Turns out, I was naive and almost got into a relationship with a female colleague I saw every day. At the time, I only knew she was in her late thirties and had been married, but I didn't know she was divorced. I was terrified and immediately stopped, afraid to go on QQ anymore. Information is crucial! Looking back, I deeply regret it. If I had known she was divorced, I would have definitely tried every means to sleep with her and then quit this whole affair.

Back then, I was young and had a light workload, so I didn't have much to do. After work, I spent all my time online, afraid to go on QQ, so I went to city chat rooms to kill time. One day, as soon as I entered a chat room on Sina Weibo, a female netizen greeted me. I was surprised by this greeting. After chatting a few times, we met in person: a girl from southern Jiangsu, an artsy young woman, not very tall, petite. At the time, she was young, probably only 21 years old, sweet and adorable, so I never had the heart to sleep with her. Looking back now, I realize that back then, I had just started working, and although I was sexually active, I probably also had emotional needs, which is why I never slept with her. The frustrating thing is that things in life almost never go as planned. After two months of calm, I finally couldn't resist and slept

with her. Here's what happened: One day, she said she wanted to see me after finishing work and wanted to try my cooking. I couldn't find a reason to refuse, so I invited her to my place. My roommate wasn't home, so I leisurely cooked dinner and then we ate while chatting casually, all while watching a non-cable TV with only six channels.

It wasn't dark yet, and for some reason, a surge of lust welled up inside me. My penis inexplicably swelled up, and I pinned her against the wall, supporting her arm. For the past two months, we'd been like friends; I'd never kissed her, barely even held her hand. So she was very nervous, her body stiff as a shrimp, whispering, "What are you doing? What's wrong?" Consumed by lust, I ignored her and kissed her directly. As the kiss continued, she softened, and the hands that had been blocking her way no longer resisted. I slipped my hands inside her hoodie, unhooked her bra, and began to caress and knead her still-firm breasts. As I kneaded, her breathing quickened, her face flushed, and she became breathless.

I scooped her up and pulled her onto the bed, stripping her down to her underwear. Then I began to grope, caress, knead, and tease her—using every trick in the book. When I rubbed her vulva through her underwear, she suddenly cried. I was surprised: hadn't she said she'd been in relationships before? Why was she crying? She's such a faker. Without a word, I roughly ran my index and middle fingers along the edge of her underwear to her vaginal opening. I felt some fluid on the outside, and without another word, I thrust them inside. Unexpectedly, she seemed to shiver and appear to be in pain when I went in. Even more unexpectedly, it was very dry inside. After a while, it seemed to become a little wet. My penis was swollen like a branding iron. Unable to bear it any longer, I stomped off my pants, ripped off her underwear, and shoved it inside. After about a year of being single, I was incredibly virile. I lifted her leg with one arm and thrust inside. It was still quite dry, so I forced myself in a few times before realizing the friction on my glans was actually quite painful. I endured the immense resistance and ejaculated inside her in a fit of rage. When I pulled out, I noticed some blood on my glans. I realized, damn, her previous relationship was so refined... she was still a virgin.

I caught my breath, went outside for a drink of water, and found her crying. Damn, I felt hurt, scared, and regretful. I sat on the edge of the bed to comfort her, which only fueled my desire again. So, without hesitation, I pushed her back onto the bed, stood beside her, and thrust my penis inside her again. That's when I realized how tight and astringent it was; why hadn't I thought of that before? After dozens of thrusts, the pain subsided, and her gaze softened. She even said, "Slow down, it's all yours now, don't be like a mad bull." So I rolled her onto the bed and started pounding her again. I must have used too much force, because she started crying again, sobbing sadly. I quickly ejaculated and comforted her a few times. Then I heard her talk about how she fell asleep, and I don't know how many hours she slept. When she woke up, my penis was erect again, so I rolled her over, touched her firm little breasts, and thrust in again. This time she seemed to react a little, and when I thrust deep inside her, she started moaning softly. Her vagina was also much wetter than the previous two times. I kept her on top of me for a while, and when I saw the time was right, I rolled her over. She instinctively sat on my penis and started bouncing and twisting. The position was probably more suitable, because she would let out a long sigh after each thrust. I kept going like this for a long time without ejaculating, and then I stopped when I went soft. I glanced at the clock in the main room when I got out of bed to use the bathroom; damn, it was already 3 a.m. So I drank some water, cuddled her, and slept until dawn.

Later, she probably thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend, because she told me she'd read my posts. She said that the moment I entered the chat room that day, she guessed it was me. Then she wanted to introduce me to her boss and colleagues, which made me very embarrassed and conflicted. We slept together a few more times before stopping. Later, I don't remember how, we gradually lost contact and then she disappeared...

I remember a brother in college saying, "If you don't sleep with ten women in your life, you're not as good as a rooster." As a young man, I've always wanted to get my number of slept with to double digits, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to achieve that.

There are many reasons, such as the rules I set for myself: 1. I don't touch women in the sex industry. 2. I don't touch women around me. 3. I don't touch women who ask me for favors. 4. I don't force myself on women—I don't do anything that's a little forced. Also, sometimes after touching, pinching, and prodding, I suddenly feel it's not interesting, so I leave.

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