[Repost] Women are better off young wives

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After graduating from university, I was assigned to a relatively large state-owned enterprise. In the strict management and closed work environment, I drifted through two years, following the familiar path of being introduced to someone, falling in love, getting married, and having children, like any ordinary man. 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 very stylish and carefully styled. She was the kind of woman who would catch your eye; when you saw her, you couldn't help but look at her a few times. Everyone came up to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with her. Jing was somewhat reserved in her interactions, but I felt she was a bit cold, so I didn't go up to greet her. Later, I overheard my colleagues in the office gossiping and learned that Jing's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he was often chauffeured to and from work, which explained his somewhat condescending attitude.
As the project progressed, we gradually had more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and later I noticed that she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. Back then, my understanding of women was very superficial, limited to appreciating young girls. I had never encountered a mature woman like Jing, but whenever I saw her tall, voluptuous figure moving before my eyes, I always felt a strange sensation.
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, "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 so. As we climbed the stairs, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.
Jing was a typical mature woman, with a large, round, and pert bottom that swayed slightly as she walked, making her incredibly alluring. At that moment, those round, full buttocks were so close, swaying before my eyes as we climbed the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two semi-circular mounds of flesh within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I had ever felt this way. From that moment on, Jing's place in my heart underwent a significant change.
A few days later, we participated in a voluntary tree-planting activity. People from different units were divided into sections, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery.
Jing bent down to level the ground in front of me, no more than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm that day. She was wearing a pair of thin pants, the fabric of which clearly showed the outline of her protruding buttocks, revealing a narrow pair of briefs underneath. The edges of the briefs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between her two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing. My immediate impulse was to rush over, hug her plump buttocks, and give them a good kiss. 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, they were 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, when Jing saw me sitting on the left, she went around and got on the bus from the left as well, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding.
Actually, it wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating. She didn't say anything to me after getting on the bus, just smiled and leaned against me as if unintentionally. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, exceptionally soft; the comfort they gave me made it hard to suppress my excitement.
With the bumps of the bus, our arms often touched; her skin was fair, smooth, and shiny, like rubbing against silk. I finally couldn't resist any longer. Taking advantage of the car's swaying, I pressed myself against her more forcefully. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing half of her breast—of course, only visible from my perspective.
Just as my mind was wandering and my thoughts were racing, the car braked suddenly, and we were thrown forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I instinctively grabbed hers in return.
The car started moving again, and I was reluctant to let go, nor did she pull away. Her hand was very soft, seemingly boneless, and felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; she was staring out the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I pressed harder, she squeezed mine back, indicating that she understood my intention.
And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh to flesh. When we got off the bus, she squeezed my hand briefly, then walked away without looking back. I felt a mix of sweetness and a sense of loss I'd never experienced before.
For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, everyone was busy, and I couldn't find a single opportunity to talk to her alone. She, too, remained calm, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others, only giving me a meaningful glance when no one was looking. Each time,
my heart would pound, and my face would even burn.
I laughed at myself inwardly, thinking, "Why am I acting like a high school student in the throes of first love?" Watching Jing's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, big buttocks walk back and forth in front of me, my heart was filled with desire, and my little brother 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 when I went to the restroom. I knew that she could only spend 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 also 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 place at noon?"
She seemed hesitant, considered for a moment, and asked, "What building do you live in?"
I quickly gave her the address.
Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway. She walked towards the office without giving a clear answer.
When I returned to the office, she wasn't there. I didn't see her until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before I even left 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 sound 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 steps, which others had joked about. There was a soft knock at the door, a hint of hesitation in the sound.
I quickly opened the door and saw her standing there, her face flushed and breathless. She seemed nervous and shy. I hurriedly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure of 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 still slightly damp. My heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, I was completely captivated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me.
I turned her around, and after a brief exchange of glances, we embraced tightly.
I can't remember how we ended up kissing; I only remember my mind was a mess. Her lips were moist and soft, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth. Her waist and back were full and felt incredibly good. I had never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her warm, soft body, my penis was so hard I couldn't control it, pressing hard against her lower abdomen, causing a dull 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 undo it." With that, she deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, pulling them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were revealed before my eyes. She thrust them towards me, saying, "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, strangely not black at all, but pink, and the areolas were also small, quite lovely.
I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking the nipples, while my other hand fiercely grasped and caressed her other breast. Jing was also very excited. Her face was flushed, and she let out moans. With one hand, she grabbed my erect penis through my pants and kept squeezing it.
My whole body was burning up, and I just wanted to kiss her, squeeze her, and rub her. But she was so soft and limp that I understood what it meant to be boneless. Besides moaning, she kept kissing me back and said in a trembling voice, "I want to lie down."
We walked towards the bedroom, and after I drew the curtains, I quickly took off my clothes and stood there with my erect penis watching Jing undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, and then unshavenly unbuttoned her pants, took them off, and draped them over herself.
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 white and smooth, her buttocks were plump, her waist and abdomen were very full, every part of her body had rounded curves, her mons pubis was very full, sparse pubic hair couldn't cover her bulging vulva, her thighs were quite thick, there wasn't a gap between her legs when she stood there, her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also delicate. In short, her body resembled a noblewoman in a classical European painting.
I stood there admiring her, the look in my eyes clearly showing a desire to devour her whole. Then, with a hint of shyness, she said to me, "My belly is a little loose after giving birth." She lay down on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me. "Come on, get on top of me."
My eyes blazed with desire, and in my excitement, my body trembled slightly. I quickly climbed on top of her, pressing myself against her snow-white, full body. Oh, how soft! My limbs touched warm, smooth flesh; the sensation was almost like floating on clouds.
I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She closed her eyes and moaned comfortably, her moans like the howls of a female beast in heat: "Oh...oh..." Her eyes were glazed, and she called my name as if crying, 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 inside a hot, slippery swamp—so soft, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I was thrusting wildly inside her.
The scene was so stimulating; I never imagined a woman would act like this during sex. Combined with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, feeling both annoyed and ashamed.
She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe until she realized I was still.
I nodded sheepishly.
She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me. "Oh, you're so fast."
I said shyly, "What should I do? You haven't had your fill yet."
She hugged me tightly. "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 her sister took a shower before leaving work, which explained why I hadn't seen her. Her shoulders were beautiful, and surprisingly, she had no male hair under her arms. I asked her if she had shaved them, and she said it was natural. I then noticed that her body hair was very fine, and her pubic hair was sparse, barely covering her full mons pubis. Her vagina was pink and very tender, unlike that of a woman who had given birth.
I touched and squeezed her full buttocks and said, "Your body is so soft; lying on it feels like lying on a cotton ball."
She smiled, "You're just like what my husband said."
She told me that her husband was ten years older than her and kept a close eye on her, afraid 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 stirred. I don't know why, but I just wanted you to kiss me, to 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. "You kissed me.
I've noticed that Jing is very good at embracing people. She presses herself tightly against you, every inch of her skin 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 quite full, her thighs are slightly thick, and when they are pressed together, there isn't a single gap, not even..." Her vagina was completely hidden, her full breasts forming a Y-shape. Touching her plump flesh, it was warm, soft, and smooth—the feel was exquisite.
Her fingers were long and slender, her hands 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 to lick my nipple, her soft hands rubbing my penis up and down. I felt like an electric current was flowing through me, my whole body tingling and itchy. I then realized that a man's nipples are also erogenous zones, and very sensitive
at that. Under her caresses, my penis instantly became hard, standing erect and proud. She looked at me and smiled, "Still young, already capable again so quickly."
She sat up, leaned down and kissed my penis, then straddled me, using her hands to guide my penis as she sat down. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped by a soft, slippery 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 completely, she started moving up and down a couple of times. I placed my hands on her waist, and it felt really good. She suddenly straddled me, her vagina beginning to thrust and squeeze my glans, faster and faster. Her hips arched, her vagina contracting and thrusting rhythmically and powerfully. Her moans grew louder, then quickened, becoming heavy-blooded as if she were doing strenuous work, emitting "woo-woo" sounds.
I was both amazed and excited. I had never experienced such wonderful intercourse, nor had I ever seen a woman so wild in bed. I was even a little scared. Her face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and she was sweating. Her two large, white breasts swayed incessantly before my eyes. I never imagined that a woman who was usually quite reserved could be so wanton and unrestrained. The stimulation and surprise were indescribable.
Her vagina was like a mouth, constantly swallowing and stroking my penis. Later I learned that she was also very skilled at oral sex. It turns out that a woman can "fuck" a man like this and make him feel so good.
Suddenly, her vagina contracted, and I felt a distinct warmth on my glans. She hugged me tightly, gripping my penis tightly. I felt a tingling sensation, a wave of dizziness, and I gripped her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting my penis upwards forcefully, ejaculating. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously.
After the climax, she lay motionless on top of me, and I felt weak in all four limbs, numb from the knees down. 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 our afternoon shift. 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 tightly. Her lips were soft, and her kissing was very skillful, which made my penis hard again...
The next day around noon, I was washing the dishes after finishing my 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 had met briefly at work that morning, but she hadn't said anything, and then I went to discuss work matters. I didn't expect her to come by herself.
She rushed into my arms as she entered, panting, "After going back yesterday, our relationship kept popping into my head. I just couldn't stand not seeing you today. I couldn't stay in the office any longer, so I came here on my own."
I kissed her, "I couldn't be happier." As I spoke, my hand slipped inside her clothes, unhooked her bra, and began to assault her plump, soft 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 sucked 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, having given birth, wasn't very tight, but it felt incredibly comfortable—loose and slippery, offering no resistance at all. I could thrust and churn freely, completely at my own pace, finding it extremely 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 incredibly wet, and penetration made a "gurgling" 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 down, wiped my penis, and began to give me oral sex.
This was the first time I had ever experienced oral sex from a woman. She took my penis in her mouth, using one hand to assist, stroking it slowly at first and then faster. She was very skilled; her tongue was excellent, swirling and licking, focusing on the glans, almost taking my penis in to the root each time. Her soft hand also followed, stroking up and down with just the right amount of force, making me feel as if a feather was gently caressing my heart. After a few strokes, she felt it was about time, and impatiently straddled me, aiming my penis at her vagina. With a thrust of her hips, my large penis was already swallowed into her vagina. Then, she began to thrust and squeeze until she ejaculated into her uterus.
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