Well-prepared young woman

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Just before the European Cup, I had just finished my exams and was feeling incredibly bored. I suddenly remembered that many people were using WeChat, and I'd seen posts on sis about friends successfully hooking up with girls. This stirred up my seemingly calm mind, and I excitedly reinstalled WeChat (I'd previously installed both WeChat and Momo, but had repeatedly uninstalled and reinstalled them for various reasons) and began my search for companionship.
This was my first time actually using WeChat, and being shy, I didn't dare greet strangers. I used the "People Nearby" feature and finally mustered the courage to send a greeting to one of the seemingly attractive profile pictures, then waited for her response. However, almost a day had passed, and there was no sign of a reply. I tried two more, but they all disappeared without a trace, not even a ripple. I was utterly disappointed.
A day later, at night, I picked up my phone again and sent a few greetings. Just as I was about to give up and go to sleep, a familiar vibration and ringtone gave me a glimmer of hope (though it was still the middle of the night). A fairly attractive girl/boy (at the time, I was very skeptical about gender in online interactions) replied, and I exchanged a few pleasantries with her. That night, there was a European Cup match, and I watched the game with my roommate while eagerly awaiting her reply. My roommate kept urging me to ask her if she had a boyfriend, but I hesitated. I felt it would be too abrupt to ask after only knowing her for a short time. A mischievous and ambitious thought suddenly took over my mind, and I inexplicably made my roommate ask the question instead.
When I later told her that I hadn't answered her question in the previous chat, but that my roommate had taken it from me, she got angry, accusing me of being narrow-minded and having such a vengeful attitude. I knew I was wrong, and I apologized profusely to win her back.
After that, we chatted casually, and I later learned that she was already married. Although she didn't have children yet, she was still far more sexually adept than me. Gradually, I led her into the topic of sex, slowly learning about her sexual orientation and experience. Later, I even sent her suggestive messages to tease her, imagining that we would masturbate to orgasm together (maybe we actually orgasmed, or maybe it was just my imagination).
We'd been chatting on and off for almost two months when suddenly, some unexpected good news hit me: she told me she was going out on business and wanted to stay at my place for the night. I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night, thinking of all sorts of ways to create a romantic atmosphere.
The day before she arrived, I tidied up my apartment and redesigned the layout according to her preferences. I went out and bought some aromatherapy, a flashy pair of underwear, and a straw hat that I thought would match perfectly. The next morning, I made the bed, sprayed some perfume, gave myself a thorough shower, fixed my hair, and got everything ready for her arrival.
When I picked her up at the train station, I was thrilled to see her. She was even prettier in person than in the photos. Her voluptuous figure was slightly fuller than I'd imagined, but very shapely. She was wearing a sheer dress, and it was incredibly short; if it weren't for her safety shorts, it would have been quite revealing.
On the way home, I maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, restraining my wild heart from being exposed in public (although she seemed eager and even subtly hinted at intimate gestures).
When we got home, we were both thirsty, so we drank some water and sat together pretending to watch PPS, but we both knew neither of us was really paying attention to the program that was only half-listening to us. I had her sit closer, took her hand, and occasionally traced lines in her palm, gradually stimulating her senses and igniting her desire.
Then, pretending to comment on PPS, I turned to her ear and breathed softly into it. I heard her breathing quicken, so I put my arm around her waist, brushed aside her shiny hair, and kissed her small, adorable ear, then licked the earlobe and cochlea with my wet tongue.

She started breathing heavily and tried to pull away, but just as she thought she was going to escape, I took her earlobe into my mouth. "Ah…!" she cried out. Then, half-heartedly, I forced her to lie on the bed. I kissed her ears, sliding down her neck while gently rubbing her nipples inside her bra. Gradually, my tongue slid down to her navel, licking them, one hand touching her nipple, the other stroking her calf, all while listening to her soft moans.
I had her turn over, saying I was giving her a massage (which really was). I pressed down along her spine (there are countless acupoints here, beneficial and harmless), unhooking her bra as I did so. Slowly, I pressed down to her tailbone, my hands caressing her plump buttocks. I felt incredibly aroused, really wanting to just thrust inside, but given my principles towards women, I suppressed my desire, grabbing her buttocks and circling them, spreading them apart to fully open her vagina before closing them again, eliciting a pleasurable moan.
I continued massaging her thighs, kneading and gently stroking her sensitive, delicate flesh with my fingers. I could feel her trembling with pleasure. Mischievously, I ran my tongue over the back of her knees, licked her calves, grabbed her feet, and pressed the acupoints to relieve menstrual cramps. Then, suddenly, I licked her big toe, sucked on it, and rubbed her soles against my face.
She cried out, "I haven't washed my feet yet! They stink!" But I think she was secretly delighted, and all her defenses had completely crumbled. I had her turn over and remove her bra, then I knelt before her, greedily sucking on her ample breasts. Perhaps the foreplay had been so thorough, because she was already moaning wanting me to penetrate her.
I didn't want to keep her waiting too long, so she took off her panties herself. I used a wet wipe to clean the dried vaginal fluid and grime from her genitals, then kissed her "mouth," licking her labia majora and sucking on her labia minora. Finally, I pressed the tip of my tongue against her tiny clitoris, and a sigh of pleasure escaped her lips. Then came her moaning, "Put it in! Put it in!" I put on a condom and thrust in, but alas, after two years of celibacy, I was like a virgin again, and I didn't last three minutes before I deflated like a punctured balloon. I blamed myself for being weak, for not giving her enough pleasure from the piston-like motion, for ending just as she was feeling good. But she gently held me, comforting me and telling me she felt good. I knew she was just trying to reassure me, so I took out the vibrator I had prepared earlier.
I bought a red vibrating egg; its bright red color resembled a gaping, protruding, blood-red tongue, gently caressing her long-uncultivated, fertile land. I held the vibrating egg and repeatedly touched her labia majora and perineum, and she excitedly shook her white thighs to express her excitement. Seeing her enjoying it so much, I took out another tool—an AV vibrator. She looked at me with surprise, then her eyes softened into gentle tears, saying I was very well-prepared and she was touched.
I held the vibrating egg in one hand, stimulating her nipples, and in the other hand, I gently teased her vulva with the AV vibrator, moving it up and down. As time passed, she gradually reached her climax, her moans growing louder and faster. I let her hold the AV vibrator herself (because girls find their climaxes more easily), while I moved the vibrating egg up and down, giving her even greater stimulation. "Ah...oh...um...!
Finally, after a long sigh, she reached the peak closest to heaven. She happily held me and drifted off to sleep. Near night, I woke up first, looking at the hazy girl beside me, my lustful heart stirred again.
I began to caress her full breasts, teasing those two small raisins, watching them turn into little grapes after being teased. Suddenly, she grabbed my penis and moaned, "Give it to me, I want more!" Then she started to stroke my penis, but my penis, which had already ejaculated once, did not react for a long time, only getting bigger but not hard. She then bent down and began to lick my penis with her alluring tongue, and under my surprised gaze, she used the superb technique of deep throat. I instantly felt a feeling of happiness, carrying a light and ethereal pleasure that filled my whole body, and my penis also became hard and erect."
Seeing the change, she excitedly put a condom on him and sat on top. This time, I didn't disappoint her, thrusting faster and faster, which really gave her a high. Just as I was about to change positions, I suddenly felt an uncontrollable urge to ejaculate. I suppressed it and slowly stopped, but just as I pulled out to change positions, I suddenly relaxed, and my penis, like a deflated balloon, slowly leaked semen from the urethral opening.
I could only say shyly, "It seems like it leaked!" She suddenly became nervous, "What! It leaked! No way!" I comforted her and explained that I hadn't controlled it well and let the semen leak out, so it went soft again... She breathed a sigh of relief, hugged me tightly, comforted me, and we lay down to rest for a while. Looking at the clock, we realized it was already very late, so we decided to have dinner first and then come back to continue.

After a happy dinner, we came back, removed our makeup, and took a shower. While watching a cultural heritage program, I took the opportunity to massage her with essential oils that had a lavander scent. After the massage, she caressed me lasciviously, seducing me, making my penis erect. Perhaps it was my previous gentleness and the fact that her period was approaching, that led her to suggest unprotected sex, saying she'd put a condom on later. She immediately sat on my erect penis, the tight, wet sensation instantly enveloping it. Then, she sat on me, writhing freely, enjoying the immense fullness and bliss the head of my penis brought her.
We then switched to the lotus position, thrusting up and down, each stroke penetrating deeply into her core, accompanied by moans and groans. Next, we changed to the missionary position, then the doggy style, and finally, the rear-entry position, thrusting wildly. It felt like my buttocks had become an engine, seemingly possessing boundless energy, performing piston-like movements. A moment later, she suddenly arched her back, then collapsed onto the bed, convulsing as she reached orgasm, her cries no longer lewd but replaced by a wild, animalistic growl.
After she calmed down, I pulled out my penis, still sweating profusely, and lay down. She took my penis, which was covered in her own vaginal fluid, into her mouth and began to serve me with her oral skills that drove men wild. Under her relentless onslaught, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated in her mouth. She greedily sucked up every drop of semen, then held it in her mouth for a while before spitting it into the trash can. We were both very satisfied, caressing each other, and then drifted off to sleep again.
Around five in the morning, I woke up slowly and saw her still sleeping soundly. I placed my hand on her firm breasts and gently stroked them with my palm. She seemed to be moved, babbling incoherently, as if dreaming of some obscene scene. She tossed and turned for a while, then suddenly hugged me tightly, shyly telling me, "Brother, I want…!" Then, with one hand, she grasped my aroused penis, and with the other, guided my hand to her private parts.
As soon as I touched her, I felt her juices gush out like a spring. I told her how wet it was, and she shyly turned away. I took the opportunity to hug her from behind, my hands full of her breasts, my penis restlessly thrusting against her from behind. After a while, she couldn't wait any longer, grabbing my large penis and shoving it into her already overflowing vagina, as if desperately trying to seal a bottle overflowing with liquid.
As my penis entered, joyful moans filled my ears, and with my slow, swaying hips, her cries created a beautiful melody like a symphony. Then we switched to doggy style, watching her voluptuous ass sway from side to side as I slapped it repeatedly. To my surprise, she screamed wildly, "Hit me harder! Hit me harder!" With each slap, she cried out in pleasure. Then we switched to doggy style, and as I thrust rapidly, I licked her neck. She told me to bite her, to bite her shoulder down to her neck. I opened my mouth and bit down her shoulder blades to her neck. Suddenly, a tight spasm came from her vagina; I knew she had orgasmed. We hugged and caressed each other.
This time I didn't ejaculate. Full of energy, I licked, bit, and sucked on her body like a mad wolf, then rolled over and kissed her from her breasts down to her pink, delicate vulva. I took out some oral sex lubricant from the drawer and squeezed it onto her vulva. Then I started licking her pink labia majora, teasing her from her perineum and around her anus. Next, I kissed her vulva like a kissing act, sucking it into my mouth for a while. Then I lightly licked her clitoris along the slit, while secretly slipping my tongue into that secluded little hole.
Screams, lewd words, and high-pitched cries rang in my ears. After that, I focused on her clitoris, gathering almost all the saliva in my mouth onto it. I frantically licked, squeezed, and teased that little bean. Finally, with my relentless efforts, a spasm spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body, sending her to heaven.
She slept until morning, and we did it again when it was quite light. When she woke up again, it was almost noon. We briefly caressed each other, and just as I was touching her vulva with my hand, I realized she had started her period. Before sending her back, I treated her to a French meal that we both enjoyed. After a few tender moments, I saw her off on her train. As we parted, we exchanged glances expressing our affection and contentment, and looking forward to our next meeting.

[The End]

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