My passionate affair with a young woman from Beijing.

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My Passionate Encounter with a Young Woman from Beijing
I. Meeting
The day I opened QQ, she greeted me, and we started chatting.
Like me, she was in Beijing, 30 years old, and had just married—a typical newlywed. However, she told
me she had basically lost interest in sex, and there was no passion in her relationship with her husband; they only had sex
once or twice a month. At first, I was puzzled. How could there be no passion so soon after marriage? Then I thought about it, and it made sense.
If you already have something, and can get it anytime, then there's no passion left. She told me she
had just quit her job and was looking for work. She didn't want to be a housewife; she wanted to work independently. I asked her if she had
ever had a passionate online relationship with someone she met online. She said never. She was more focused on the environment and the person, only
sensitive to sight and sound. I tried having sex with her online, but honestly, it was completely uninteresting. She didn't respond positively at all; it was always me asking questions and her answering—no fun at all. I wondered if it was worth 　　continuing to chat with
this woman .
It would probably just be a waste of time.
II. Photos
After chatting on and off a few times, I didn't pay much attention. To be honest, I was just
chatting with her out of politeness. Later, I asked her for photos. If she looked good, I might chat with her again; if not
, it was goodbye. To my surprise, she said she didn't have any. I was disappointed. She said she could scan them and send them to
me next week. I didn't really care about this perfunctory response; she probably didn't want to give them to me and was just making up an excuse to comfort me
. I didn't think much of it.
That Sunday, I was extremely bored at home, so I opened QQ and saw she was online! So I casually
chatted with her, asking if she had the photos she promised to give me last time. To be honest, I didn't expect her to actually
scan them and send them to me, but she told me she did and sent them to me right away. I opened them and saw
it was her wedding photo with her husband. Looking at the photo, she was indeed quite pretty, especially her breasts, which looked rather
large, greatly increasing my interest.
I asked her what she was doing now? She said she was bored; her husband had stayed up late the night before and was sleeping now.
I said, "Why don't you come out and meet me, we can chat?"
She hesitated for a long time and said, "No, thank you."
I said, "Since you don't have anything else to do, let's meet and chat now."
She was still hesitant and said, "Send me your photo first." I smiled. I'm 177cm tall and very confident in myself. I believed that women 　　would be immediately captivated by
my photo, so I sent it to her without hesitation. 　　After seeing the photo, she finally agreed to meet me. 　　III. First Meeting 　　We arranged to meet near a flower market in Beijing. The environment was nice, and it was relatively 　　close to both of us. 　　Finally, I saw her! She was wearing a red dress and sunglasses, basically exactly 　　as I had imagined a mature woman—very voluptuous, and her breasts were as full as in the photo. Her skin looked very smooth 　　and soft, exactly my ideal of a mature woman. We smiled at each other, like old friends. 　　It was summer, very hot, and nearing noon. I suggested we go to a nearby Western restaurant for lunch and a chat, and 　　she agreed, naturally taking my arm as we walked towards it. 　　The restaurant had two floors, and we went up to the second floor. The second floor was large, furnished with those romantic rattan 　　chairs, and some artificial vines and green leaves. We chose a seat at the very back by the window, where we could clearly 　　see outside, but the waiter coming up from the first floor wouldn't immediately see us. 　　Then, we ordered. We sat there quietly, looking at each other. She was witty and 　　a good conversationalist, and we chatted happily, gradually becoming more familiar with each other. I touched her hand, feeling 　　its softness and smoothness. 　　I asked her, "When I touch your hand now, does your heart beat fast?" 　　She smiled and said, "No, I'm not that sensitive." 　　I said, "Then where are you most sensitive?" 　　She said, "I don't have any sensitive spots." 　　I told her, "I'll explore your most sensitive spot." Then I sat down next to her. 　　I held her slender waist; it was so soft, with a touch of flesh (actually, I don't really like 　　skinny women who have no flesh at all), and it felt really good. She rested her head against me, and my hand naturally moved 　　to her breasts. Oh, even through her clothes, I could clearly feel that mound of flesh—so soft and 　　elastic, and quite large! I was so glad I'd met such a beauty! 　　I held her close and asked, "How is it? Does it feel good?" She nodded shyly. 　　Then I quietly asked her, "Are you wet down there?" Her face flushed instantly, 　　and she pouted coquettishly, saying, "Am I that useless?" 　　"Okay, let me feel and see, I'll know as soon as I touch you." My hand immediately slipped 　　under her skirt and began to grope. 　　"No, what if the waiter comes up and sees?" she said nervously. 　　"It's okay, he can't see. If he comes up, I'll just pull out immediately, okay?" I reassured 　　her. 　　My hand slowly began to reach into her mysterious depths. She pressed her head tightly against my chest, 　　and I could clearly feel her heart pounding. In my ear, she began to moan softly—a 　　sound that was intoxicating, a sound that aroused a strong desire to conquer. My penis instantly 　　hardened under the allure of that sound. 　　My hand suddenly felt a forest—oh, I'd arrived! Slowly continuing downwards, I sought the woman's 　　most sensitive clitoris. Suddenly, the forest turned into a plain—oh, her pubic hair was so sparse, already damp 　　. I quickly found her clitoris and began to gently rub it with my fingers. 　　"Ah, no!" She tensed up, clinging tightly to my neck. 　　"Didn't you say there was no water? I feel like there's a flood, is it time for a rescue?" 　　I whispered mischievously in her ear.

"No, it's all your fault! Who told you to touch me there?" she said
shyly, like a young girl experiencing first love.
"Since it's all my fault, I might as well be naughty to the end!" I increased the speed of my kneading, and
she trembled in my arms, her juices flowing even more freely, soaking my hands.
"I can't take it anymore, please, take it out!" she pleaded, panting.
"Where should I put my hand if I take it out?"
"Put it on my breasts, okay? It's itchy there too."
"Okay." I pulled my hand out and let her smell it. "Smell it, what does it smell like?"
"Ugh!" She took my hand and carefully wiped it with a napkin.
I put my hand back on her full breasts; they were so round and smooth, her skin was truly
beautiful.
“Look, there’s a waiter at the restaurant across the street looking this way. Shall we do it for him?”
“No way! I’ll be so embarrassed if someone sees us!”
“It’s okay, it’s quite far, he won’t be able to see very clearly.” I placed my hands on her breasts and
began to kiss her passionately again. She immediately reciprocated, tightly hugging my neck
and frequently teasing me with her sweet tongue.
Her face was flushed, and her chest heaved. We reached out and embraced each other almost simultaneously. Her hands
wrapped around my neck, and we kissed, greedily sucking each other’s saliva. Our tongues
intertwined intensely, and my hands kneaded her breasts. Her breasts were large and soft. I could feel some
extra flesh on her waist, but not much. This was a body that could arouse any man’s desire.
Her trembling grew stronger, and her face turned red. “Shall we go? Let’s go somewhere else.”
I knew she couldn’t take it anymore, which suited me perfectly. Reluctantly, I removed my hands from her breasts
.
We took the bill and left the restaurant.
IV. First Passion
Where to go? I wasn't very familiar with this area.
"There seems to be a hotel over there. I saw it when I dropped off a friend before, but I don't know what it's like,"
she told me shyly.
I knew she was enduring the same torment as me, so we went to the hotel she mentioned
.
Entering the room, I closed the door, and she immediately threw herself into my arms. We held each other tightly.
She immediately pulled me into her embrace, and our lips met in a wet kiss! At first, I was even a little surprised—so
impulsive! She entwined her wet tongue with mine while holding me tightly, breathing heavily
… This kiss was passionate and intense. I pressed my already hard member against her through my pants
, making her gasp and moan…
I felt her trembling more and more violently; she seemed very sensitive. Suddenly, she convulsed—
she had an orgasm! We separated slightly and continued our passionate embrace. Her panties were visibly wet. I'd actually
wanted to insert my little brother into her for a long time, but since she was such a beauty, a respectable young woman, there was no rush; I had to savor her slowly
!
We disarmed each other, and on the bed, naked, we entwined again, and the real foreplay
began… I slowly manipulated, licked, caressed, and enjoyed her body, watching her tremble slightly,
pant, and writhe. When I reached her genitals, I gave her oral sex… It was so small, so tight, so wet. She raised
her buttocks high, wrapped her legs around my shoulders, and cupped my head in her hands, greedily enjoying the unparalleled, intense pleasure she was giving me
. She murmured, “Oh…oh…how do you understand women so well…oh…”
Her hands also boldly roamed over my skin, and we both breathed heavily. Her movements
were even more intense than mine; she licked my cheeks, lips, neck, and chest with her tongue, then kissed my thighs
and knees. She even licked my toes, which made me a little embarrassed. Finally, she started licking my
penis. I lay on the bed, letting her use her mouth to stroke it. She touched my nipple with one hand and used the other to
help her mouth caress my glans. Her technique was excellent. I grabbed her head and groaned loudly… I lay on the bed,
arching my hips, her entire face pressed against my anus. She stroked my penis with her hand while licking my anus
incessantly. Oh, I was so excited!
Waves of pleasure made me a little dizzy. I turned over and held her flat on the bed, then buried my head in her vulva
. Her vulva had a faint, fishy smell, which excited me even more.
The moment my lips touched her labia majora, she let out a loud "Ah!" I realized her vulva was completely wet. I sucked her
labia majora into my mouth, gently licking them and teasing her clitoris. Soon my face was covered in
her fluids; I even drank a lot! She clamped her legs tightly around my head, moaning loudly and
swaying her body incessantly. "Will you come in?" she asked, wanting it.
I laid her flat; her eyes were wide open, staring intently at me, her breasts heaving. I guided my
penis to her vaginal opening with my hand and slid it in forcefully. "Oh!" she cried out loudly.
My penis thrust in and out of her wet, soft, warm vagina. She violently shook her hips
to match each of my thrusts, crying out loudly with a hint of a sob. She must not have had sex like this in a long time
; I could feel how desperate she was. I turned her around and entered her from behind. I
grabbed her plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting rapidly, my lower abdomen slapping against her buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." She
writhed in pleasure and ecstasy under my thrusts.
"Baby, I'm fucking your vagina, does it feel good?"
"Go ahead and fuck me, fuck me however you want, I'm yours!"
"Baby, do you like my big cock?"
"Yes, I like it so much! I want your big cock to fuck me to death, fuck me quickly, I'm really going to die
..."
We were saying all sorts of lewd things to each other, it was so exciting. She held me tightly, crying out: "Quick, baby, quick!"
Don't stop, I know we're almost there. I increased the frequency, ah, ah, ah,
a long moan escaped her throat, then I felt her vagina tremble a few times, she had come. I thrust even more excitedly,
I was about to ejaculate!
"Husband, please have mercy, I can't take it anymore," she begged, which only excited every
nerve in my body. I grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up, I could clearly see our genitals colliding each time. Ah,
finally, I poured all my semen into her womb!
It took a long time for us to wake up, the sheets were soaked. She smiled at me,
her hand gently stroking my penis. I lowered my head and put my tongue in her mouth, she sucked it eagerly
…

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