The love of a young woman

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I met her at a trade fair. I learned she was the sales manager of a company, and her booth was right across from mine. Watching her explain her company's products to the passing customers, and listening to her cheerful voice, I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a very feminine charm. Around 30 years old, about 165cm tall, with a full figure, she exuded the allure of a mature woman. I immediately decided I had to get to know her.
So, I walked up to her booth. She looked up at me and said, "Hello, sir, please take a look at our products. We sell French brand skincare products, and we also have men's products. You can take a look, or even buy a set for your wife." I smiled at her and said, "Sure! Where is your company located? I can visit your place sometime." She smiled happily and said, "Okay." In her laughter, I saw her row of white teeth and her sexy lips. I really wanted to kiss her! She gave me her business card. I looked at it, and realized her company was right next to mine. When there were fewer customers, I struck up a conversation with her. Her name was Zhuang Wei, and she also had an English name, Jeany. She had been married for five years and had a two-year-old child. Her husband worked in real estate, and they were quite wealthy.
That's how we met. After that, I often walked her home after work, sometimes even late at night, just to befriend her. Gradually, we became very close. She told me that her husband was often away on business trips, and her child stayed with her parents. Sometimes she felt lonely and bored. As she said this, she lowered her head, looking pitiful. Seeing her distress, I took her hand and comforted her. I suggested we go hiking and have some fun on the weekend, and she happily agreed.
We also talked on the phone frequently. Unfortunately, her husband was home for a while, so we didn't have a chance to go out. Finally, one weekend when her husband wasn't home, I called her and asked if she was free to go hiking together. She excitedly agreed. So I went to pick her up. When I got to the entrance of her apartment complex, I saw her already waiting there. She was wearing a white t-shirt and loose black shorts, which accentuated her fair skin. She walked towards me, her full breasts heaving. I opened the car door, and she bent over, her head bowed. As she bent, I saw her fair breasts and deep cleavage. I felt a surge of heat. Looking at her sitting next to me, her fair thighs pressed together, I immediately had the urge to kiss her. But I restrained myself. You know, things that are too easily obtained are often meaningless.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, I parked the car. It was the weekend, and there were quite a few people hiking. "Do you often come here to hike?" she asked me. "Yes, I come often. I really like it. I love the feeling of reaching the top and looking down at all the mountains." I said, "And you, do you often hike?"
"No, I don't come hiking alone, and he's not interested either. Do you usually come with your wife and kids, or with others?" she said with a smile. I knew who she was referring to. "No, usually it's with family,"
she said. Amidst laughter and chatter, we began our hike. The path was easy to walk on. Sometimes we walked side by side, sometimes I was in front, and sometimes I was behind. Her buttocks were round and large, and the outline of her panties was visible through her black shorts, the color of which was indistinguishable. Her full buttocks swayed from side to side as she moved her legs forward. Her snow-white, rounded thighs and beautifully curved calves were incredibly sexy! They made one want to touch them at first glance.
I quickly walked to her side, and her sweat-drenched appearance was incredibly alluring. The sweat clung to her t-shirt, highlighting her prominent breasts, which jiggled and swayed, making her even more sexy, as if tempting me. Seeing her panting, I took her hand and pulled her closer. I occasionally brushed my body against hers, my thighs frequently touching her buttocks. Her firm, full hips aroused me greatly. We walked on, and before we knew it, we were almost at the top of the mountain. Our long conversation had brought us closer together; sometimes she even wiped my sweat. At those moments, we were face to face, and I almost kissed her, but she laughed and pulled away. Sensing my change, she walked with her head down shyly.
Suddenly, she tripped over something and lurched forward. I quickly reached out and caught her, my hands instinctively cupping her breasts. They were so soft, so comfortable. My penis instantly hardened. I held her close, my penis naturally pressing against her buttocks. My hands couldn't help but caress her breasts. "No, not here, someone will see," she struggled to move away, but still held onto my hand. Seeing her somewhat restless expression, I couldn't resist. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled her close, kissed her lips, wrapped my left arm around her waist, and pressed my right hand against her head to keep her still. She struggled, pushing against my chest with both hands, but her strength waned. I moved my left hand down to her buttocks, kneading them forcefully. Our bodies pressed tightly together, my swollen penis pressing erect against her lower abdomen. I could feel the heat emanating from her. But we were on the street, and I was afraid someone would come, so I didn't kiss her for too long and gently released her. At that moment, I knew that possessing her was only a matter of time.
"You're so bad, you're bullying me," she said, feigning anger. I took her hand: "Who told you to be so charming and sexy? I couldn't resist." She giggled: "Really?"
"Really." I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist, half-carrying her forward. She slapped my hand and let me hold her.
An hour and a half later, we reached the summit. In the distance, towering peaks stretched as far as the eye could see, with occasional white clouds drifting among them. The endless expanse of peaks and valleys was breathtaking; the beautiful scenery captivated us. We held hands, shouting and jumping, forgetting everything. At that moment, life truly felt wonderful. Watching her so happy, picking flowers and taking pictures, her laughter never ceasing, I felt genuinely joyful. This was the joy I had brought her!
Amidst the laughter and chatter, darkness gradually fell. On the way back, she held my hand the whole way, and I would occasionally steal a kiss. When we reached the halfway point down the hill, we were both a little tired. Taking advantage of the dim light, I led her to a rock in the nearby woods to sit down. I gently pulled her close, holding her to my chest. She struggled for a moment, then stopped. I used the tip of my tongue to pry open her lips. At first, she was passive, but gradually she accepted me. We kissed passionately, my hands caressing her breasts. Her full breasts aroused me, and I wanted to make love to her immediately. However, she held my hands tightly, preventing me from going under her clothes. But the moans emanating from her throat told me of her inner desire. I didn't force her. At the same time, I was worried about not being able to see the way down the mountain in the dark, so we sat for a while and then continued down.
When we reached the bottom, it was completely dark. Neither of us was in a hurry to go back. After eating, I started the car and drove slowly. For a while, we couldn't find anything to talk about. We just drove in silence. I looked at her, and she turned to look at me too. I seemed to see a kind of expectation in her eyes. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I drove to a secluded spot and got out of the car. She followed me out. In this quiet suburb, I hugged her again. This time she didn't struggle, but leaned against my chest.
I put my arms around her waist, stroking her back and gradually moving to her buttocks. My hands kneaded her full buttocks; the intense fleshiness made my penis swell and press against her lower abdomen. "No, don't do this, we can't do this," Jeany whispered, resisting. I kissed her, searching for her tongue. She kept her lips tightly closed, not letting me in. I reached inside her clothes, turned her around, and hugged her from behind, kissing her ear. My hands continued to caress her waist, and suddenly I grasped her breasts. She cried out, "Ah----!" I unhooked her bra from behind. Now my hands firmly touched her breasts. Her breasts were so soft and full; even though she had given birth, they were still firmer than my wife's. I gently rubbed her nipple with two fingers, my tongue exploring her earlobe. Her struggles gradually lessened, and I turned her around, pressing her against the car body. She pleaded, "No, no... oh..."
Suddenly, she increased her strength, forcefully pushing me away. "We can't, we both have families, we can't!"
I was stunned for a moment, but lust overcame everything. I suddenly picked her up, opened the car door, and pressed her onto the back seat, kissing her passionately. This time, I easily slipped my tongue into her mouth. I didn't know how she could accept my kiss so readily. I was experienced, kissing her slowly and deliberately, occasionally licking her earlobe. I pulled up her t-shirt, kissing her neck, gradually moving towards her breasts. My tongue swirled around her nipples, while my other hand slipped inside her shorts, caressing her bare legs. She instinctively tried to block me with her hands, but I sucked hard on her nipple, the sensation making her moan softly.
Without hesitation, I quickly pulled off her top and shorts, leaving her only in her panties. I sucked on her pink nipples, gently biting them with my teeth, while my hands caressed her flat, white abdomen. Her exposed nipples and body were intensely stimulated, and waves of pleasure overwhelmed her. "Let me go...oh...no..."
Jeany tilted her head back, her face contorted in agony, her long, black hair cascading down her slender, white neck. This only fueled my lust; her crotch seemed particularly full. Her plump, rounded thighs gleamed, her slender calves firm and straight. I pulled off her last piece of clothing, her panties, and simultaneously stripped off my own, my 16cm-long, thick penis pressing against her lower abdomen.
"No! No!" Jeany could feel my burning desire. I stroked her beautiful, smooth legs. Jeany tried to squeeze them together, but her waist was too weak, and I easily parted them. I extended my tongue, sucking on the fleshy area between her thighs. Under my skilled tongue, Jeany immediately felt a tingling sensation in her lower body. She wanted to resist; this was a place only her husband could touch, never touched by another man. She didn't want to betray her husband, but the tingling pleasure inevitably flooded her mind, constantly battling with painful thoughts. I lowered my head, seemingly increasing the pressure, making soft, smacking sounds. Jeany's consciousness was gradually blurring; she felt wetness in her lower body. I raised my head and played with her tender petals with my fingers.
The sensations Jeany had felt in that hazy state seemed to materialize instantly; the physical sensations were so shameful yet so real. I then inserted my fingers into her vagina, the slippery, soft walls of flesh immediately enveloping them. I slowly began to thrust in and out. "How does masturbation feel? You must do it often at home, right?" "No... um... be gentle..." Her beautiful body was enveloped in pain and shame, but the tingling sensations made her involuntarily clench her legs, desperately trying to suppress the sensations within her. "Ah!" Jeany finally let out a moan from her tightly clenched lips. Finally, she felt pleasure.
I don't know when, but she pushed my hands away, and instead hugged me tightly. She moaned softly, the moans were faint, but enough to be soul-stirring. I sucked tightly on her pink areola, circling it with my tongue. My glans gently rubbed around the entrance of her vagina. Her body writhed in agony. "Ah...no...I can't," she cried,
but her body was burning with desire. Her snow-white flesh awaited the man's touch and the nourishment of his love. Jeany's full thighs opened uncomfortably. "Ah...God...oh...I can't take it anymore..." I continued to rub. "Ah...ah...ah..." Jeany moaned with pleasure. Looking at the joyful expression on her elegant face, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
"Quick!...stop it...help me..." Jeany's lustful voice and expression made me swallow hard.
I knelt in the carriage, leaning my upper body against her, lifting one of Jeany's legs with one hand and placing it on my shoulder, while using the other hand to rub my hard, throbbing penis against her already wet clitoris. Jeany suppressed the urge to scream, closed her eyes, and as I thrust forward, my hot penis was already deeply inside her lubricated vagina. "Ah...ah...oh...no...oh..."
Jeany's mouth opened wide when I first penetrated her. She cried out, "No!" but when I pulled out and inserted her a second time, her open mouth let out a breathtaking "Oh..." I watched my thick, dark penis sliding in and out of her turned-up labia. [This beautiful woman is mine!] My heart was filled with the joy of conquest. Jeany's eyes were tightly shut, and even her breathing seemed to stop. My skillful sexual techniques made her feel as if each thrust was impacting her heart, throwing her into the heavens, every cell in her body throbbing to the rhythm.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore!... Oh... Faster... Oh... I'm going to die!" "
Jeany moaned lasciviously, no longer caring about her position. Although the man's thrusting speed was slow, each back and forth movement, the sound of flesh squeezing deep inside her made her moan uncontrollably. I changed positions in the car, and with each change, she shouted excitedly, "So exciting! So exciting!!" After three or four hundred thrusts, my thrusting speed increased, the pleasurable squeezing intensified, and I continued to thrust into Jeany's body. The young woman's lascivious body had reached a point of no return.
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore! Ah...oh..."
"Oh...good...so thick...so long...oh...oh...so comfortable...so good...mmm...it's killing me...I can't take it anymore!..."
"Listen to this! Our esteemed lady actually shouts such things." My words excited her even more. She moved her hips rapidly, experiencing unprecedented pleasure. Her upper body arched back, her long hair disheveled and obscuring her face. She swayed her waist wildly in sync with the thrusts of my penis, simultaneously pushing her full breasts towards my hands, frantically stroking and shaking them. She was already panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Her hands gripped me tightly, and her vaginal muscles contracted strongly, clamping my penis tightly. This sensation immediately sent me to a climax of pleasure. My penis spasmed uncontrollably, accompanied by indescribable ecstasy. A rush of heat surged to my head, my vision went black, and gushes of semen gushed out, shooting deep into the very depths of her vagina. Her uterus contracted strongly in waves, an intoxicating pleasure coursing through her body. Her hands gripped my back tightly, her legs arched high, clamping tightly around my waist. A thick stream of her hot love juice sprayed onto my glans. She had climaxed!!
Watching her eyes tightly closed, clinging to me, her body pressed close to mine, her expression filled with the boundless satisfaction of her orgasm, my penis still inside her, I moved slightly, and she cried out suddenly, "No…!" "Don't move...it's so itchy inside, so stimulating...ah..." Jeany kissed my chest, her hands stroking my back as she murmured, "So comfortable, so comfortable, thank you, I haven't felt like this in years." I hugged her, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Her breasts were even fuller and firmer after her orgasm. I kneaded her breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, her fullness changing shape in my palms, her nipples particularly prominent. I couldn't resist lowering my head to take one in my mouth, lightly licking it with the tip of my tongue, my fingers gradually moving to her lush vulva, gently teasing her nipples, sometimes slipping between her folds...
“Oh…” Jeany groaned again, unable to contain herself. My penis, inserted inside her, gradually swelled and hardened. Her vaginal fluids increased. I gently pulled my penis out. “Don’t come out…don’t…I want…” she cried out. “Ah…so deep…so good…” With my sudden entry, she cried out in pleasure, “Ah…” I put her in the car, and another round of vigorous thrusting began. With my thunderous thrusts, Jeany’s body trembled uncontrollably. Her vagina gripped and twisted my hard, tiger-like penis, her full buttocks swaying from side to side and back and forth, responding to my thrusts. Her outstretched hands trembled like bird wings, sometimes gripping my arms, sometimes clenching them tightly, as if she were being tortured. Amidst the slapping sounds of flesh colliding, Jeany… With her teeth clenched, brows furrowed, and eyes closed, she swayed her head from side to side, her hair disheveled, sweat pouring down her face, lost in the blissful pleasure of carnal desire.
I turned her over and made her kneel on the chair. I pressed my erect penis against her wet vaginal opening. Jeany writhed in discomfort, moaning incessantly, anticipating my entry. In the moonlight, her full buttocks appeared even more sexy and alluring. I kneaded her tempting flesh forcefully with both hands, thrusting my body forward. At the same time, Jeany let out a satisfied "Ah..." My penis entered an infinitely soft and fiery embrace, and waves of suffocating, tingling sensations spread to every nerve in my body, making me unwilling to stop thrusting for even half a second. I don't remember how many times I thrust, nor how much time passed. I only know that I kept repeating the same movements until the pleasure inside my body filled me to the point of bursting. Then I concentrated all my strength in my lower body and thrust wildly into her swollen, blood-red, 'squeaking' vulva, pushing my glans as deep as I could with my deep love for this woman. Suddenly, a jolt, like an electric shock, surged through my brain with lightning speed. My entire body shuddered involuntarily. The pent-up semen inside me, like arrows on a bowstring, shot forth from my erect penis like a machine gun, firing a barrage of bullets towards the very end of Jeany's vagina. At the same time, Jeany, like a wounded soldier, cried out, "Ah!...Ah!...", her body writhing with excitement, her muscles convulsing, as my fresh, hot semen washed over her cervix.
After a fierce battle, we were both a little tired. Jeany was wrapped tightly around my body like a vine, panting heavily, her body covered in sweat. We embraced, enjoying the afterglow of our climax. Waves of comfort enveloped our bodies. We continued to caress and kiss, and after what seemed like an eternity, we gradually separated. In the hazy moonlight, I started the car. Jeany sat beside me, nestled against me. I put my right arm around her shoulder, and we slowly drove home.

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