A married woman I met on QQ

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The past is like the wind; though a long time has passed, those scenes often surface in my mind when I sit alone in quiet contemplation. My youthful recklessness now seems mostly sinful and karmic, and I often reflect on it, seeking forgiveness from Heaven.
One winter in 2009, seeing many men searching for decent women on QQ—clean and free—I was tempted. Still a student, and not from a wealthy family, I had various ideas, but the financial constraints prevented me from pursuing them. The internet is truly a wonderful thing, especially for men, saving so much money. Finding a decent woman on QQ is really a matter of luck; if your luck is bad, don't complain. I found a woman on QQ, and we started chatting. Don't rush things at the beginning. Never reveal your lustful desires; always proceed gradually, otherwise, haste makes waste.
Through chatting, I learned she was a 35-year-old middle school Chinese teacher in Chongqing, whose husband was away most of the time. People who study Chinese often have a romantic streak and their own ideals about love. If their real lives are unhappy, the likelihood of these romantic notions escalating in the virtual world is extremely high. On the first day, I gained her trust and favor by using my eloquence, humor, and a fabricated high-level executive persona. She reluctantly said goodbye and logged off—of course, I just went invisible. Even though she thought I was offline, it didn't dampen her enthusiasm at all; she still left me messages, probably expressing a sense of regret for not having met sooner. I realized I was hooked, and I started planning my next move.
The next day, after school, I returned to my dorm and opened QQ. She was there too. As soon as I appeared, she started chatting with me. This time, through subtle probing, I discovered her dissatisfaction, mainly with her family life. She had to take care of the elderly and children alone at home, and there was no one to confide in. Who could understand the emptiness and helplessness she felt? Her husband was a rough, unromantic man who never said sweet words. In bed, he'd just get down to business and it wouldn't last long. Especially at this age, when she was most sexually active, the lack of a man's affection was like a long drought without rain. The psychological pain was 1, the physical pain was 1, but the combined pain was greater than 2. It's women with this kind of background who are easy to manipulate and manipulate. I expressed my sympathy and understanding for her situation and promised to chat with her whenever I had time, to be her confidant. During this chat, we video-chatted, just to see each other's faces, of course. Needless to say, no woman is dissatisfied with my looks; she was overjoyed. She, on the other hand, was average-looking, with a slightly large mouth, which disappointed me a little, but I didn't show it. I still praised her charm, her femininity, and her elegance. Just take it easy, folks. Why would a young and beautiful woman need to seek thrills online? How many people would be smitten with her in real life? So don't have too many illusions about women over 35. Actually, I'm more pursuing psychological satisfaction, the sense of accomplishment of seeing a woman devoted to you, especially the possessiveness towards married women. Other men's wives, mothers, students, teachers—the real humanity is revealed under my fingertips. What could be more attractive than this game?
I then ignored her for a few days, keeping her in suspense. This time, she was like an ant on a hot plate, constantly leaving me messages and even sending me emails, saying she had found the feeling of being in love, that I was on her mind every day, and she didn't know how to go on living without me, haha. You have to control the timing. I appeared when she started to lose hope, and her excitement and thrill were undisguised. I sincerely apologized to her, explaining that I was away on a business trip and hadn't had time to go online. I asked for her forgiveness and, naturally, got her phone number to keep my promise to spend every day with her. I gave her her mobile, landline, and pager numbers. It was during this video call that our conversation took a more substantial turn. She first became aroused by my sweet words, and seeing that she was getting into the mood, I used direct and explicit language to tease her. She kept wiping her genitals with a towel, and finally, at my direction, she exposed her breasts. Her breasts were round, and her nipples were somewhat dark; I wasn't particularly interested in her breasts, I wanted to see her vagina. Her pubic hair was thick, and her skin was very white, creating a striking contrast. I made her turn her back, stick her butt out, and spread her legs for a clear view. Her pubic area was somewhat dark, but her buttocks were very white and quite large—perfect for doggy style. Stimulated by my words, she cried out loudly, clearly engrossed in the role. She even asked me to cry out with her, saying it would feel better. However, I'm not very good at crying out, but I groaned a few times to join in. With our combined efforts, she reached orgasm, and I ejaculated. Afterward, a sudden emptiness welled up inside me. A woman, under my direction, had uttered many lewd words, revealing her body's secrets to me completely. My purpose in this game had been achieved. I told her to go wash up quickly and then logged off.
That's just how my libido is; when it comes, it's unstoppable, but afterward, I feel a sense of loss. It's a cycle that repeats itself endlessly. After that, we had video sex and phone sex, but after a few times, we both felt something was missing. She asked me to come see her in person. Ha! Do you think I didn't want to? I just didn't have the money. If I had money, I'd be playing with women in real life, not just doing virtual things online. Luckily, three months later, I got a summer job, earned some money, and combined it with my savings from other holidays, so I went to Chongqing. I didn't let her pick me up at the station because I was worried about being scammed. It's better to be careful when you're alone in someone else's place.
To appear like a high-level executive, I even bought some fake designer clothes—clothes make the man, right? When I arrived in Chongqing and got off the train, I called her and asked her to meet me at a nearby square. Of course, I wouldn't show myself; I'd just hide in a corner and observe to see if she came alone or if anyone was waiting for her nearby. She arrived, looked around, and not seeing me, called my cell phone to ask where I was. I said I'd gone to the wrong place and told her to go to XX Street, where I was. She hung up and went to take a bus to XX Street alone. I observed carefully; no one followed her onto the bus, and she didn't make any phone calls, so I was sure I was safe. Heh, I really wanted to work in secret.
A while later, she called again, saying she hadn't seen me. Of course! I was still at the station; I hadn't gone to any street at all, haha. I told her I was lost and somehow ended up back at the station, suggesting she come find me there. Actually, I was tempted by the cheap hotel near the station; things were expensive in the city, food was expensive, and shopping would be even more expensive—I didn't have enough money. Besides, she was a mature woman; it wasn't worth investing too much in her. She was quite obedient and returned shortly. She looked about 160cm tall, with fair skin and was dressed reasonably well. Perhaps because I was eager or perhaps because I had mentally prepared myself for her appearance, I thought she was even prettier than in the video; her eyes had a seductive, alluring look. She seemed quite nervous, haha, that's how all innocent girls are the first time, right? This further solidified my confidence that my surroundings were safe. The moment I saw her, I hugged her tightly, telling her how much I missed her. Actually, these words would have sounded more sincere coming from my penis, but penises don't speak, they only act. She hugged me back, just smiling and asking, "Really?" I asked her if she wanted a kiss. She said she was too shy in front of so many people. I said, "How about we do it when we're alone?" She said softly, "Okay."
We went to have lunch first. I told her I was very busy with work, but I had to make time to see her because something had come up at the company and I had to rush back, so we wouldn't be going to the city center, but would be staying near the station. She naturally had no problem with that. During lunch, I casually gave her an LV bag—a fake, of course—but I told her I brought it back from France. Women are all obsessed with handbags; she was overjoyed at the sight of it, thanking me profusely. She asked if the bag was expensive, and I said, "A bag can be measured by price, but my love for you is priceless." You have to say nice things to women, otherwise you won't get anything done. I don't remember anything about the meal; our minds were already back in the hotel. After I finished eating, I suggested she drink some tea. Actually, I planned to give her a long kiss as soon as we entered the room, as it wouldn't be good if she still had the smell of food on her breath. Then I said, "Why don't you come and see where I'm staying?" She readily agreed.
The hotel near the train station was quite ordinary. My room was on the third floor. On the way up, I asked her if she liked the bag. She said she loved it and thanked me profusely. I grinned mischievously, "How are you thanking me?" You need to take real action. She laughed and said, "How do you plan to thank me?" I replied, "You'll listen to me? You'll listen to whatever I say?" She said, "I'll follow your orders." My penis was throbbing, almost bursting out.
After we entered, without turning on the lights, I immediately pulled her close and started kissing her. She made soft, whimpering sounds, as if resisting me, but I knew it was just feigned modesty. One hand had already slid down to her buttocks and started kneading them, and she dropped all pretense of resistance, fully responding to my kisses. I started with passionate, sweeping kisses, creating a fervent atmosphere to unleash her sexual desires, and this tactic worked. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and she seemed almost unable to stand. I stopped and asked her, "Do you like it?" She said, "Yes, I want more." I grabbed her face and began to explore her tongue, making her gasp for breath. Hehe, she was clearly getting into the mood. I knew I could make her do anything now. I kissed her while rubbing her genitals, asking, "Do you want to eat my cock?" She said, "Yes." I pressed her against my crotch, pulled out my cock, and shoved it into her mouth. It was mid-September, and the weather was still very hot. My cock had been in the heat for seven hours on the train, and then outside for so long after getting off; it must have smelled pungent. But she didn't resist at all and started moving back and forth.
Her oral skills were average; she only knew how to move back and forth and didn't know how to stimulate my cock. I told her to use her tongue to circle around the coronal sulcus and then lick the urethral opening. I taught her like that for about five minutes, then she said squatting was tiring and she wanted to go to bed. I said, "Go take a shower first, and we'll take it slow later." A 35-year-old woman's body is naturally very full. I also made her brush her teeth, since the taste of penis would linger in her mouth. While she washed, I kissed her, teased her breasts, rubbed her vulva, massaged her buttocks, and stroked her thighs to keep her aroused. After washing, I picked her up and carried her straight to the bed. Once
in bed, it was 69. I was on the bottom, spreading her legs to examine and smell her vulva, checking for anything unusual. Aside from being dark, there wasn't anything wrong. I knew she rarely received oral sex, and her vulva wasn't pretty, so I didn't really want to; but then I thought I wouldn't enjoy it if I didn't give her oral sex, so I reluctantly agreed. I licked her inner thighs a few times and then gently touched her vulva, and she started to tremble. Suddenly, I took her clitoris into my mouth, and she tried to move her buttocks away from my mouth. I asked her: "Don't you like it?" She said, "I like it, but it's too stimulating, I can't take it."
I said, "How about I use my fingers to help you relax first?" Actually, I didn't want to use my mouth, so I just made up an excuse. I'm here to play with women, not to be played by them. In her dazed state, she nodded. I inserted my middle and ring fingers deep into her vagina, using my fingertips to feel for any protrusions on the inner walls. This process must be explored towards the pubic bone, otherwise it will be a waste of effort. This woman had a lot of vaginal fluid, which is why I didn't want to give her oral sex. Otherwise, it would be disgusting to have my mouth full of it. If it were an 18-year-old girl, her vaginal fluid would be sweet. What kind of good-tasting fluid could a 35-year-old woman's vagina produce? After a while, I felt it. I rubbed the protruding area with a little more force, and her legs began to tighten, limiting the range of motion of my hand. I pulled my right hand, still wet with her juices, out and spread her legs apart. I pressed my right calf against her left thigh and grabbed her right leg with my left hand, thus securing her legs and preventing her from being trapped. Of course, this required a strong man. My right hand slid back into her vagina, reaching that area and pressing hard. Her body began to move in the opposite direction, trying to escape the stimulation. Her legs began to struggle violently, and she grabbed my right hand with both hands, saying intermittently: "I can't take it anymore... Ah... I'm going to pee... Ahhh... Stop... I really can't take it anymore..."
Heh, I'm going to make you pee. Once you pee, you're mine for life. We entered the real contest of strength. The more she struggled, the stronger I pressed and held her. I was determined to subdue and conquer her, to make her feel power—masculine power, a man's might. After about 30 seconds, her toes stopped rubbing, her feet arched, her body trembled, and she screamed: "Ah
... She glanced at me shyly, gave me a weak smile, and didn't say anything. I asked her again: "Do you still want to enjoy yourself?" She nodded. I said: "If you listen to me, I'll let you enjoy yourself; otherwise, you won't. Are you willing?" She said: "As long as I can enjoy myself, I'll do anything." I laughed when I heard that and said: "I like to use vulgar language when I'm fucking, you don't mind, do you?" She said: "I love hearing it."
Folks, we rarely use vulgar language when we have sex via video or phone. I feel very repressed. Like in the doggy style position, I usually like to say "bitch getting fucked." I can't say it to her normally, but now I want to say it to my heart's content. She's an educated person, and she doesn't usually hear these kinds of things. Saying them to her now feels like a mockery and a trampling of her nature. What could be more pleasurable than the thrill of conquest?
I commanded her: "Lick my asshole." Because during video calls and on the phone, she always refused to lick my asshole, saying it was dirty. Now I was going to teach her a lesson. She lay down, and I sat down with my buttocks facing her face, right up to her mouth. At first, she licked only a little, just circling around my anus. I deliberately pretended to be very aroused and tried to pull away, saying I couldn't take it anymore. This aroused her childlike side, and she wouldn't let me move, grabbing my buttocks to stop me from moving. I said not to lick the middle, it was too stimulating, it made me dizzy, but she licked even more vigorously, her tongue even probing into my anus. So I used a feigned indifference tactic, letting her lick for about 10 minutes. I thought that was enough; I didn't want her arousal to wane, so I quickly penetrated her while she was still wet.
I got up and told her to bend over, which she immediately did. I told her, "This position is called 'bitch getting fucked,' do you like it?" She said, "Yes." I said, "Beg me to fuck you." She swayed her ass and said, "Fuck me." I knew she had an IUD, so I didn't use a condom. At first, I rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva, but didn't penetrate. She kept shaking her ass and pressed her right hand against my waist, haha. I said, "Do you want a big cock to fuck your little pussy?" She said, "Yes." I said, "Finish what you said." She said, "I want a big cock to fuck me, ahhhhhh!!!"
I didn't wait for her to finish speaking before thrusting all the way in, aiming to catch her off guard. This woman's vagina was very wet; it went in effortlessly. Her buttocks were big and fleshy, and it felt very comfortable against my skin, like a cushion protecting my pubic bone. Looking at her dark anus and white buttocks, I worked even harder. My hands were on her buttocks, and my waist moved rapidly and dramatically, sometimes touching her anus, sometimes caressing her thighs, sometimes kneading her breasts. I changed my leg position to one knee, stretching the other leg in front of her for her to take in her mouth, ordering her to lick between my toes and serve me well with her tongue. While thrusting violently, I asked her: "Are you a big slut? Is my cock strong?" "Are you better than your husband? Do your feet taste good? This slutty body of yours is just for me to play with, are you willing?" I asked, and she answered each question with an affirmative response. I asked again: "Does my ass smell good? How does it feel to use the place where you eat to serve the place where I poop?"
Then I knelt down and fucked her while stepping on her back with my right foot, it really felt like I was about to strike her. A while later we played the horse riding position, which is like this: first she sticks her ass out, I stand with my legs on the outside of her legs, then I lean down and insert into her vagina, then I lift my feet off the ground to support myself, clamp my legs around her buttocks, press my hands on her waist, and then thrust in and out of the air. This position was fun, but she couldn't support my weight and soon gave up, letting me fall off, haha.
I needed to recover my strength, so I lay down and let her get on top of me, also taking the opportunity to play with her breasts. I don't have a particular fondness for breasts, I just like asses. I had her turn her back to me, her ass facing me, and she moved her hips up and down on my penis. Seeing my pubic hair all wet, I was quite pleased. I used my fingers to tease her anus, listening to her moans, and occasionally had her lick my toes. Then we changed positions a few more times, all of them the kind that make women feel humiliated, while she used swear words to accompany my actions. Am I really a bit of a pervert?
She kept asking me, "Why haven't you ejaculated yet? When are you going to ejaculate? I'm too tired to play anymore, I want to sleep, it felt so good." Seeing that she was indeed exhausted and almost collapsed, I decided to end it. I said, "Can I ejaculate inside you now?" She said, "Yes, it's safe, I have an IUD." I then said, trying to be cool, "I'd still ejaculate inside even without an IUD, so you can give me a big, fat son. You say you're a horny, smelly cunt, then I'll ejaculate, otherwise it'll be a long time." She started saying, "I'm a horny cunt, I'm a smelly cunt..."
I ordered her to get into the doggy style and began my final thrusts. The final thrusts were intense, the sounds of my lower abdomen and buttocks hitting each other were crisp and clear...
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