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Young woman who swallowed semen 

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Xiao L, the lover who changed my views on sex.
It was an honor to meet Xiao L; she elevated my understanding of sex to a new level. With each woman I've been with, I become familiar with a corner of Guangzhou. She lived in Tanwei, on the outskirts of Guangzhou. I forget where she was from, maybe Shaanxi or Henan. She was 163cm tall, walked with a straight posture, and had a refined air. Except for her small breasts, she had a great figure. She was the head of the production department at an electronics factory, wore light-colored glasses, and was a career-oriented woman. She was divorced, and her mother in the countryside helped raise her 8-year-old son. She was 28. At 20, she slept with a philanderer; before the child was born, the man went to jail, so it didn't work out. At 25, she was introduced to a man, but after an ectopic pregnancy, he abandoned her, leaving her only a surgical scar below her navel. After working diligently in a factory in Guangzhou for several years, she rose to the position of manager and lived with a subordinate for a year and a half. This subordinate was two years younger than me, and she naively dreamed of spending the rest of her life with a boy four years younger than her. The little boy's departure from the factory forced her to confront reality, and she subsequently slept with various men. Since arriving in Guangzhou, she had never lacked sex, sleeping with many men, which, in her words, was all for a peaceful night's sleep. What a pitiful woman! It was this woman who gave me a deeper understanding of sex.
I remember meeting her on my way home for a friend's wedding. Bored, I used my phone to browse the internet and chat with random people. A friend I had added before (I only add female friends) messaged me on QQ, and we chatted about everything under the sun. I've learned from experience that women chatting with men online are often lonely. I sensed her thoughts in her words and steered the conversation towards meeting up and going to a hotel. She agreed to meet, but didn't mention a hotel. I got her phone number; at that moment, a phone call was far more effective than QQ chat. I talked to her on the phone, and since there were few people in the train carriage, I boldly flirted with her. We finally reached an agreement to meet her the next night in Guangzhou.
When we first met, she was much prettier in person than in her photos. Her voice was gentle and alluring, and she walked with a graceful, unhurried gait. After meeting, we sat down and chatted for a few minutes before heading straight to the hotel. Once in the room, I picked her up, sat her on my lap, and started kissing her. Her kissing skills were superb; I'd never experienced such a pleasurable kiss before. Just as I excitedly reached out to touch her vulva, she stopped kissing me, smiled, and said, "Is there something you haven't done?" I kissed her lips again and said I knew. I picked her up and put her on the bed, then went to take a shower. After a long bus ride, a hot shower felt wonderful. Since we'd just met, it wasn't appropriate to be naked, so I came out wearing only my underwear. Thinking she was a refined woman, I said to her, "I'm only wearing underwear." She smiled and continued watching TV. She was pretending to watch TV, constantly changing channels. I said, "Hurry up and take a shower." She immediately went to the bathroom. The frosted glass reflected her perfect figure. I only had one thought in my mind: for her to finish showering and come out quickly. Finally, she emerged, saying, "I've learned your bad ways, coming out in just my underwear." I said, "It's better if you don't wear anything." She got into bed and half-reclined against me, resting her head on my shoulder and stroking my chest. She was truly a different kind of woman; even her desire to be fucked was so subtle. I had been holding back for so long, and now she was finally in my arms. When would I not take advantage of her? I kissed her lightly, my hands roaming over her body. She knew we were about to enter the game of bed, and said her last words: "You only came to see me to possess me, right?" I didn't respond, but instead asked, "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" At this moment, my lips touched her labia, and she let out an "Ah!"
followed by a series of moans. She was the second woman I was willing to kiss down there; the first was my woman. For some reason, facing her, I only wanted to use every trick in the book to conquer her and give her an orgasm.
She might be considered reserved, but she was anything but in bed. I only kissed her vulva, and before I even had sex with her, she started moaning. Her vulva was very clean, with little hair, making the kiss feel like a gentle kiss. I licked her clitoris with my tongue, and her moans grew louder. I thought she was like me, unable to handle oral sex. Afraid her moans would disturb the neighbors, I switched from kissing her vulva to kissing her lips. Perhaps she didn't like kissing, or perhaps I had already aroused her, because after only a couple of kisses, she pushed me down onto the bed, deftly pulled off my underwear, and began to stroke my penis with her mouth. Her oral skills were amazing. First, she took the entire penis into her mouth, her tongue circling the glans, making my penis hard, long, and swollen to a purple. Once my penis was sufficiently large, she switched to licking my testicles, taking them into her mouth, alternating between both, swallowing and releasing, shifting my focus to my testicles. My penis began to soften as my testicles were being played with, and I enjoyed the pleasure emanating from them. She started to move her tongue towards my perineum. "Ah," I thought, "It feels so good." "Is she going to lick my anus?" Just as I thought this, she said, "You have so much hair around your anus." I said, "Yes, it's a symbol of manhood. I heard that men without anal hair can't join the army." She replied, "Really?" and then continued her oral sex. Perhaps because she didn't like hair, she ultimately didn't lick my anus, but instead licked my perineum while running her fingers back and forth along the edge of my anus, which felt incredibly good. As I enjoyed the pleasure of my testicles and perineum being licked and my anus being caressed, my penis became limp, and she turned to lick my penis. My penis has been licked by women many times, but it's never been effective. When a woman's small mouth can suck on my penis at any size, I can't control my ejaculation time; I can't last more than three or four minutes before I ejaculate. Now I'm facing a sex expert. How can I defeat her? She put my limp penis in her mouth and started stroking it up and down. My penis instantly became engorged and hard. She then changed to eating it like an ice cream cone, licking the left side, then the right, then the glans, and then sucking, swallowing all my secretions and her saliva, and continuing to lick. I had never experienced such high-quality oral sex before. I tried to hold back, telling myself not to embarrass myself. But I had no choice; her small mouth took my penis in again, pushing it deep into her throat, slowly inserting it very deeply, then pulling it out, and then deep into her throat again. It felt like penetrating a virgin's vagina, tight and hot, amazing. Her small mouth was very tight, so her teeth didn't rub against my penis during the strokes, unlike women who don't know oral sex and sometimes their teeth rub against it. It felt like I was penetrating a virgin's vagina, and she increased the speed of her strokes. "Ah," I couldn't hold back any longer and said to her, "I'm very sensitive during oral sex, I can't take it for that long, please stop, or I'll ejaculate." She acted as if she didn't hear me and continued to work even harder with her mouth. I couldn't give up before even penetrating her; that wouldn't be like me after a victory. So I pulled my penis out of her mouth. Because I was close to ejaculating, some semen had already leaked out. I wiped the semen from the head of my penis, gave her a condom, and she gently helped me put it on, afraid that too much force would hurt my penis. Making love with her was truly enjoyable.
After the condom was on, she lay down, spreading her legs wide, her vulva wide open. She hooked her hands around her legs, her vulva facing upwards. I had never seen such a beautifully closed vulva. When open, you could see the clitoris, the pinkish-red flesh; when closed, there was only a groove, like a hungry mouth, waiting for my penis. She looked at me affectionately as I slowly moved closer, then at the point where my penis met her vulva. I aimed at her vulva and thrust in forcefully. She let out an "Ah!" and then tightened her vulva—it was so wonderful. I braced myself on the bed with both hands and thrust downwards like doing push-ups. She moaned. Completely disregarding the noise from the neighbors, I'd never heard such loud, excited moaning before; it was truly nothing short of wanton moaning. When I got tired of the "push-ups," I switched to a side position, lifting one of her legs and holding her, thrusting my hips forcefully. She was thoroughly lubricated, very wet, making a smacking sound. I penetrated deeply, hitting her G-spot a few times, and she kissed my hand with ecstasy. A few minutes later, I was almost at my limit. I was already close to ejaculating while she was giving me oral sex, and I was already quite impressive that I could last a few minutes inside her contracting vagina. Knowing I was about to cum, I laid her flat on her back and thrust forward rapidly. With her continuous "ah ah" moans, I climaxed.
After my climax, she clamped her legs around me, preventing me from pulling out, while her buttocks moved beneath me. About a minute later, I suddenly felt my penis being bitten by her tightening vagina. She hugged me tightly, biting my shoulder… she had climaxed.
After the heat dissipated, I pulled my penis out of her vagina. She hugged me from the side and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally left a tooth mark on your shoulder." I was too excited. Luckily, she told me, otherwise my wife would have found out. I said it was okay, and then we fell asleep with our legs intertwined. I remember we talked a lot; she was a woman with a story. I had never met a woman who was so good at sex. How could I sleep? An hour later, my hands started to wander. She understood what I meant and started to take the initiative. She kissed me first, and I kissed her back, our tongues intertwined. I have a habit when I kiss: I put my tongue in the other person's mouth and spit out some saliva to see their reaction. She sucked on my tongue like a baby nursing, swallowing all the saliva I spat out, and still seemed unsatisfied. Kissing her was truly one of life's greatest pleasures; her mouth was sweet. After a while, she started moving her lips to my ear, my neck, my chest, my stomach, and then my penis. I'd experienced her oral skills before. When she started her assault on me, sucking my penis, I said, "Darling, I'm so sensitive down there, I can't take your oral skills." She didn't care, saying, "If I don't train you, you'll always be sensitive. Since you know me, I have a responsibility to train it, otherwise how can you hold your head up when other women are giving you oral sex?" Oh my god, I was so grateful to her. If only she were my lover, who wouldn't want a lover like that? I was speechless, letting her continue licking my penis, swallowing the saliva. I was ecstatic; my penis was already painfully hard, long and stiff. Suddenly, she stopped, staring at my penis: "How come it's so straight and hard? I've slept with quite a few men, but I've never seen such a straight and hard penis." I was proud and asked her if she liked it. She said, "No wonder it went right into my uterus a few times." I said,
"Really?" Thinking about all the men she'd slept with, wasn't a firm and erect penis the symbol of a young man? Later, she said that being too hard wasn't good; she preferred a penis that wasn't too hard when erect, as it gave her more control. She said she usually waited for the man to orgasm before she could orgasm herself, just like during sex earlier. After I ejaculated, my penis went soft, but it was still deeply inside. She controlled her sensitive spots and finally orgasmed a minute after I ejaculated. It turns out there are women in this world who like soft penises.
She said she was training me to give oral sex, constantly moving in and out, sucking and making "pop" sounds, seemingly very absorbed, saying it felt much better than vaginal penetration. Seeing how wanton she was, I didn't hold back. I held her head down, and every time she moved her head, I pushed it down, thrusting forcefully into her throat. I fantasized that she was my sex slave, pressing her head down and thrusting in and out. After about three or four minutes, she was probably tired. She got up, drank some water, and then ejaculated on the bed with her legs spread, indicating that she had spoken to me. I felt quite accomplished after lasting three or four minutes of her oral sex; I'd been wanting to fuck her for a while now. Ever since my penis wasn't feeling well, I'd been using condoms when I had sex, and she was happy to protect herself too. She carefully tore open the bag, gently helped me put it on, and didn't forget to tell me, "Harder." What man can control himself when a woman tells him to "harder"? I don't remember how long I fucked her hard, only that she was moaning and screaming, grabbing at the pillow, the sheets, and holding onto the bed, her vagina bright red from my penetration. We did it again when I woke up late at night; that night we did it three times, using up all three condoms we had.
The hotel room was still pitch black even with the lights on, and my lust returned. But what to do without condoms? I touched her genitals and they didn't seem wet, but she knew I wanted it again. She was very considerate; as soon as she knew I was out of condoms, she immediately crawled between my legs and started licking me. "Ah," her oral sex was truly amazing; in the darkness, I felt like I was completely fucking a woman's vagina. A few minutes later, I couldn't hold on any longer. I still hadn't developed the willpower for oral sex. I said I couldn't take it anymore, I was going to ejaculate. She actually sped up, tightening her lips, and I felt a rush of heat as I ejaculated into her mouth. What drove me even crazier was that after I finished, she licked the head of my penis clean with her tongue, then said, "You still need more practice. You ejaculated so quickly, and then there was no thrust. You should thrust, like you thrust into my vagina, forcefully into my mouth." Licking the head of my penis clean and saying something shocking was enough to drive me crazy, but then I asked, "What are you talking about? What happened to the semen I ejaculated in your mouth?" "I swallowed it," she said. I was truly going crazy, happily going crazy. What man wouldn't like a woman like that? No wonder men have always been fascinated by courtesans. I wanted her to be my possession. If I were Ximen Qing, she would be Pan Jinlian. I finally understood why Ximen Qing was willing to marry that slut Jinlian; he married a sex slave, a very skilled bed-playing tool. I asked myself, "I only came out to play with women."
With so much experience, my thoughts became increasingly unrestrained. Things like "oral sex," "single-man sex," "oral intercourse," "swallowing semen," "anal sex," "facial ejaculation," and "breast massage"—I didn't care about any of them. Our second meeting with Xiao L was another wild and enjoyable affair. But I never contacted her again, because the morning after our second meeting, she took 800 yuan in cash from my wallet. I asked her why she took the money instead of asking me. She said she didn't have it, but I couldn't think of a reason for the 800 yuan to disappear. She probably took what was rightfully hers; she gave me far more than just 800 yuan. I wondered if she was a prostitute, but based on my interactions with her and my understanding of her, I was certain she wasn't. I continued my life as a hunter.


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