My Story with Sister Xiaoping

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My godmother owns a dance hall (the open-air kind, which gets very crowded at night). That's where I met Sister Xiaoping. After dating my godmother for a while, she asked me to help out at her place on weekends. Of course, Sister Xiaoping was there too. We got to know each other quite well. Usually, towards the end of the show, when there weren't many people left, Sister Xiaoping would teach me to dance (she loves dancing and says it helps maintain a good figure). At first, my palms would sweat whenever I held her hand (maybe it was excitement, maybe nervousness, or maybe just youthful impetuosity, haha). And I would often step on her feet (I come from the countryside and had never danced before), let alone dance with a voluptuous young woman. Sister Xiaoping is about 1.67 meters tall. Although her looks are average, she has a very sexy mouth, her breasts are small but just the right size to hold in one hand, her thighs are fleshy and elastic but not thick, her skin is very good, and her buttocks are white and round (I only found out later).
Although I'm not good at dancing, I'm eager to learn, so Sister Xiaoping naturally became my teacher. I gradually came to like dancing because I could not only touch her hands but also her waist. From then on, I would go there to help out every weekend instead of going home (I had already tasted the sweetness at my godmother's place, and I wanted to try Sister Xiaoping's). After a few weeks, my dance steps were basically in sync with hers. From then on, whenever there were fewer people around, we would dance a few songs together. During the dance, I would intentionally or unintentionally touch her bra strap, and intentionally or unintentionally touch the soft area below her waist and above her buttocks. I would also take advantage of the body rotation to touch her thighs or her genitals with my thighs. Of course, the most exciting thing was when my always-erect penis touched her body. What I liked most was when my penis touched her soft and full genitals. Every time I finished dancing, I would go to the toilet, not to masturbate, but to wipe the crystal clear vaginal fluid off my penis.
She wouldn't say anything about it. Maybe she thought about it too, or maybe she didn't care. But I knew in my heart that it was intentional. I was secretly happy and excited about it, and I would masturbate at night imagining her soft triangle area. The reason I liked going to her so much was not only the physical stimulation, but also her feminine scent, which fascinated me. My penis would get hard just from smelling her scent. I believe that many of you have had this feeling. I
remember it was May like this. The weather was hotter that year than this year. In May, it was already time for shorts and t-shirts (we can't wear them here this year). It was the same weekend, I went to help out, and she had the same charming scent of a young woman. The difference was her clothes. She wore a black dress and flesh-colored stockings (flesh-colored stockings were popular back then, unlike now where black stockings are everywhere). I was captivated by her outfit as soon as I arrived. I stood there staring for at least two minutes. Sister Xiaoping noticed my unusual behavior and hurriedly told me to get back to work. I responded, but my feet didn't move. She called me again, and I finally came back to my senses. During that time, I secretly whispered in her ear: "Sister Xiaoping, you are so beautiful and sexy." She scolded me, "Don't talk nonsense, you little brat." Seeing the happy expression on her face, I happily went to work, because I knew I would have even more exciting contact (touching the soft part of her buttocks under her skirt, something I had never done before). At 10:30, the dancers gradually left (it was always around this time that the dancers would gradually leave, not the "disco"). My heart started to race again, because the moment I had been waiting for was about to arrive. Sister Xiaoping taught me to dance as usual. We played slow-paced songs and danced one after another. As the number of people gradually decreased, I noticed something: the old man who guarded the door was not there. I asked Sister Xiaoping, "Where is the old man who guards the door?"
Sister Xiaoping said, "His son is getting married and he won't be here for two or three days." "Then who will guard the dance hall?" I asked. "Me," she replied. "Aren't you afraid?" "I am afraid, but my second aunt (my godmother) can't come because of something. Why don't you stay with me?" I was overjoyed, but then I blurted out, "You want me to sleep in that old man's bed? No way!" I regretted it as soon as I said it. Sister Xiaoping didn't say anything. I was filled with regret now. The person I had been thinking about and masturbating to day and night was right in front of me, and I even had the chance to sleep in the same place with her. (Although we couldn't do anything, at least we could stay longer than usual and dance a few more dances.) Just then, Sister Xiaoping said, "Then why don't you stay in my second aunt's (my godmother's) room with me?" I looked at her in surprise, but I was also overjoyed. I could cuddle and sleep together, hahaha. Seeing my state, she quickly added, "I'll sleep on the bed, and you can sleep on the sofa." I said unhappily, "You're torturing me!" Actually, my heart was almost bursting with excitement. She jumped out. "Then, I'll treat you to a late-night snack," she said. "That's more like it," I reluctantly agreed.
While we were talking, most of the dancers had left. I checked the time. 11:00. With a mischievous glint in my eye, I very politely said to the remaining customers, "Sorry, everyone, something came up tonight, so we'll be closing early. Have more fun tomorrow." As soon as I said this, Sister Xiaoping thought it was strange; I shouldn't have done that. I said with a grin, "I wanted you to treat me to a late-night snack sooner, so..." When Sister Xiaoping returned with my favorite cola and a bunch of snacks... I had already closed the main gate, leaving a small opening for her to come in. We turned the music down very low and chatted while eating. Perhaps she was affected by the music, because as we talked, she became quite sad, talking about her unhappiness. Her husband was a long-distance truck driver, rarely home, and rarely called. She also mentioned that her husband had once contracted an illness while away and asked her for money for medical treatment, which was causing their relationship to drift apart. I had lost my earlier passion and lewd thoughts about how to touch her body; I just kept comforting her, but it didn't work. I was at a loss. I knew she liked to dance, so I said... Ping, let's go dancing. We'll feel better after a long dance. To my surprise, she agreed. So we danced in this open-air space surrounded by walls taller than a person. We didn't turn on the colored lights, and the music was just loud enough to be heard. Passersby would never have guessed anyone was dancing.
We danced silently, holding each other, without saying a word, letting her release her inner turmoil. Although it was quite hot, I didn't feel it. I could only feel her breasts rising and falling against my chest, her unique scent filling my senses with each breath, and my hands... But gradually, my hand slid down from her waist to her sexy buttocks. I had never touched her buttocks so low before—not because I didn't want to, but because I was afraid. But now, I could clearly feel her buttocks; they were so soft and fleshy. At this moment, my penis was rapidly swelling under the stimulation I had imagined. I could clearly feel my penis pressing against her warm and full triangle area. I could clearly feel her triangle area rising and falling with her breathing, tempting my penis. I had a clear premonition that the result I most hoped for was about to happen.
Suddenly, Sister Xiaoping used her sexy... Then, her warm lips suddenly kissed mine. I was surprised; could happiness really come so easily? I let Sister Xiaoping kiss my lips and cheeks. After about a minute, I couldn't resist anymore and kissed her back passionately. My hands also began to enjoy the plump, fleshy buttocks I had always dreamed of. It was the first time I had truly felt her ample hips. I couldn't find the words to describe how I felt. I only knew that my penis was reacting with unprecedented excitement.
Her buttocks, encased in stockings beneath her black dress, became so tender under my repeated kneading. Slippery, like jelly in your mouth. When my hand slipped through the stockings and touched the triangle area covered by Xiaoping's thick pubic hair, my fingers were covered with warm, lustful fluid. Just as I was about to penetrate her, Xiaoping grabbed my engorged penis in her delicate hand. And then, even more devastatingly, Xiaoping uttered a loud, clear sentence that made me explode: "Your penis is so big, I want it." As if receiving a command, I turned Xiaoping around so that her buttocks faced me, and in the darkness, I quickly lifted Xiaoping's skirt and pulled down her... Her flesh-colored stockings allowed me to thrust my burning-hot cock into the wet, flowing crevice beneath her plump, white buttocks.
With each thrust, Xiaoping's round, white buttocks rippled with fleshy waves, her juices flowing freely, moistening her slit with each stroke. The slapping sounds of flesh against flesh echoed my rhythmic movements, and her muffled moans mingled with the soft music, creating a unique melody. How could I, young and vulnerable, withstand such stimulation? Within minutes, my essence was released into her body, and as I withdrew my cock, I could clearly feel the fluid flowing out.
At that time, I don't know what force made me so lewd. I actually squatted down and kissed my beloved Xiaoping's plump buttocks. Smelling the special scent of Xiaoping's vagina (a scent that was purer than musky and stronger than feminine), I actually stuck out my tongue and licked her vulva. This excited her greatly, and she raised her buttocks even higher. I loved the smell so much that I buried my face between her buttocks and kept pushing further in. After a while, Xiaoping couldn't take it anymore. She turned around, spread her legs wide, and pressed my head towards her vulva. I took her labia into my mouth and rubbed them with my tongue (my godmother had taught me this before, hehe). "I want you, get up and fuck me," a commanding voice came from Xiaoping's mouth once again. I got up, tore off her flesh-colored stockings, grabbed one of Xiaoping's legs, and once again thrust my grown-up penis into her throbbing, eager slit. Her black dress was still on, but it was already stained with some vaginal fluid. While fucking Xiaoping's pussy, I stroked her plump buttocks, and my mouth could kiss her breasts. I thought this was perhaps the most comfortable and enjoyable position. I really can't remember how many times we did it that night, probably four or five times. Anyway, I didn't get up until noon the next day.
The past is gone, but the memories remain. We rarely contact each other now because we both have families. Perhaps remembering each other's physical sensations is the best way.

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