[A Night of Passion with a Beautiful Young Woman with a Beautiful Hip] (The End) Author: 244796332

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Days passed by, work, home—a monotonous life, though peaceful, held
a certain happiness . But as a lecherous man, there was always an irrepressible restlessness within me.

It had been a while since my last one-night stand. Although I'd chatted with some married women to the point of wanting to sleep with them,
I simply didn't have the time to go out, and I missed out on some decent girls.

For example, last time I went to a small city, I met up with a young married woman I'd met before but hadn't been able to sleep with. I asked
her to go to a hotel, but she said she couldn't leave because of work. I only had half a day, so I gave up. Since I used a separate
SIM card, I changed it after I left. Later, she told me she'd taken a day off specifically to find me, but couldn't get through to me.
Ugh, I'm so confused.

Getting back to the point, the company manager suddenly told me I had to go on a business trip to City A in ten days. While I was happy, I was also a little disappointed,
because usually I'd know a month in advance, and within a month, the chances of finding a decent woman were
quite high. But ten days was definitely a challenge.

There were several decent women in City A. I made some arrangements, but one couldn't be reached, another's husband
had deleted me from QQ, another said she genuinely didn't have time, and only one said she'd wait for me. It seemed
this trip wouldn't be in vain.

I started adding women in City A, targeting those between 25 and 40 years old. Too young was difficult to handle,
and too old wasn't appealing. I added a few initially, but most did
n't respond, which was normal. I added the prettier women in their profile pictures; these women have no shortage of suitors, so their lack of replies was perfectly
understandable .

The second extension was around 4 PM. I was searching for women aged 23-30 in City A with videos available. After adding
a few, I found her. She was 26 years old, and her profile picture was of a very beautiful young woman. Of course, a beautiful profile picture doesn't necessarily mean
a beautiful person; it could be heavy makeup or someone else's photo. Looking at her QQ age, she'd been with the company for 7 years. A woman
like that is still quite difficult to win over.

After a while, she surprisingly agreed to add me back.

At first, we had a very serious chat, which is very important. Generally, young women don't like to start a sexual conversation right away
. If they do, they're probably women who've been with countless men, perhaps even more dangerous than prostitutes, who
at least know how to protect themselves. I didn't ask about her basic information right away, as that would annoy her. I

found a suitable topic to start the conversation, taking it slowly and maintaining a sense of humor to make her feel that
the conversation was going smoothly. We chatted from the afternoon until she got off work, and I learned that she worked in City A (this is very important, otherwise, the conversation

would have been pointless ), and her husband wasn't with her every day.
She had a regular work schedule, and we chatted a lot, but rarely had breaks
(she helped her sister run the shop).

We looked at each other's photos on social media. Her profile picture was the most beautiful—the kind that would make any man's heart flutter .
Her front view was also nice; she had big eyes, long, flowing hair, and looked somewhat like Sun Yue. She wasn't tall, but she had a full
figure , not the kind that makes you look fat. She had a B-cup. What I liked most about her was her hips—large and round,
while her waist wasn't large. The curve from her waist to her hips was the most alluring. Of course, I only
saw , haha. I could tell she was quite satisfied with me as a chat partner.

We continued chatting online the next day, and we chatted for a long time. She seemed really free, so free she didn't know how
to kill time. I didn't reveal my true nature that day. When I logged off the next day, I told her that I was starting to
enjoy chatting with her. She just smiled.

On the third day, we continued our conversation. I sent her some jokes, starting off serious and
gradually getting a little risqué. Surprisingly, she didn't object and even sent me some risqué jokes in return. Some
might call her lewd, but that's not necessarily true. When you chat with a married woman to a certain point, she'll be open to adult
topics.

Speaking of chatting, if you never talk about adult topics with her, it's difficult to transition to sex when you meet
. Talking about adult topics is a way of hinting that you want to sleep with her and seeing her reaction. If she strongly objects,
the chances of success are greatly reduced.

We continued chatting for a few more days, and our relationship had improved somewhat. I would talk about adult topics, but she never
talked about her husband, and I didn't force her.

One night, we chatted until 11 pm. Before going to sleep, I said I wanted to hold her while we slept. She sent a surprised
emoji . I said, "Just hold her, nothing else."

She didn't say anything. I knew that this kind of chatterbox had a chance of winning me over.

As I was about to leave on a business trip, I suggested giving her a small gift as a greeting. Many guys are reluctant to invest, but
I felt it was necessary. Of course, if she had suggested buying a gift first, that would have been a different story.

She refused immediately, saying she wouldn't accept it since we'd never even met. Haha, that's exactly the answer I wanted.
If she readily accepted, it would mean she's at least a woman who loves money, and such women aren't worth getting close to. I told
her to think about it. The next day, when I asked her what she was doing, she said she was choosing bras online. I insisted on buying her one,
and finally she agreed. I ordered a bra for her online that cost a little over 100 yuan.

On the first day of my trip, she messaged me saying she received the bra I bought and liked it very much. Haha,
that's .

I arrived in City A at 5 pm. The next day at noon, I took a taxi to her shop.
When I entered, she had already seen me. She smiled at me and immediately turned away.

She was often the only one in her shop; business wasn't good. She
must . She poured me a cup of tea, and we chatted like friends. It was a little awkward at first, but it gradually
eased. There were security cameras in her shop, so I didn't dare be too forward.

After chatting for a while, she peeled a peach for me. As I took the peach, I deliberately touched her hand. Her hand
trembled slightly, but she didn't immediately pull away. I felt like I'd taken it a step further. After chatting for over an hour, I left
.

When I came back, we continued chatting on QQ. She said she felt me touching her and said I was too bold. I said I
couldn't help myself , haha.

After our first meeting, I directly asked her out. She said she could meet me, but only at her shop. I said I wanted to...
When I asked her to meet me alone, she said she didn't have time. She didn't get off work until 9 PM, and after work
, she had to take care of her child, so she simply didn't have time to go out alone. After my persistent pleading, she agreed to meet me the next night after her child went to sleep
.

The next night, we agreed to meet at 11 PM,
since her child didn't go to sleep until then. When I arrived at her place by taxi, she said her child wasn't asleep yet. Around 11:30 PM, she came out, wearing a thin pink
sweater and my favorite jeans. The jeans accentuated her very full and sexy hips.

We originally planned to go to a karaoke bar, but she said we couldn't go too far, so we went to a teahouse instead. We found a private room
with only a mahjong table. I sat opposite her, talking face-to-face, while she
chatted with me while playing on her phone.

I could see her face was starting to flush; playing on her phone was a way of hiding her unease, since we
were alone in the room. I slowly walked over to check what songs were on her phone.

This was just an excuse, of course. My right hand gently rested on her shoulder, and my lips approached her face.
Inadvertently , I lightly kissed her cheek. She immediately pulled back, but didn't get angry. I knew this was her
natural reaction. I tried to kiss her mouth, and she began to clearly resist. I picked her up, wrapped my arms around her, and
kissed her lips. She wasn't cooperative, but she didn't clearly resist either. My penis pressed firmly against her genitals,
rubbing against them incessantly. She started to dodge.

I turned her around, my penis pressing against her full buttocks—it felt incredibly good. I tried
to touch her breasts, but she firmly refused. I didn't force her; after all, the environment wasn't safe.

After kissing for a while, her resistance grew stronger. I didn't continue; I couldn't give her a bad impression.
We chatted for a bit longer and then went back. Some guys might ask why I didn't take her to a hotel. Considering her situation,
it was unlikely. Her child was only a few years old, and she was home alone. It was impossible for her to leave her child and
go to a hotel with me.

Back home, we continued chatting. I apologized, saying I couldn't control myself. She didn't say anything
and continued talking to me. I knew she didn't dislike me.

I suggested meeting again, but she said it wasn't that she didn't want to see me, but that she genuinely didn't have time. After a few more attempts, I
stopped trying; I didn't want to annoy her.

On the fourth day at noon, I was leaving City A to visit a scenic area over 100 kilometers away. As I left
, I told her I was really reluctant to leave because she was there, but there was nothing I could do.

To be honest, I felt a little sad at that moment, because leaving this place meant not knowing
when . Generally, the passion between online friends doesn't last long. I had spent ten days almost
winning over this lovely girl, but I didn't even have the chance to be intimate with her. How frustrating! She would become the next wolf's prey.
Sigh.

I arrived at the scenic area after 3 PM. Since there was no chance anymore, I didn't think about it anymore and
focused enjoying the scenery. But just then, my QQ rang. She asked where I was.

I told her I'd arrived at the scenic area, and she asked if that was true. I immediately took a picture and sent it along with
a sad emoji. She asked why I was sad, and I said it was because I didn't want to leave her, and I wanted to see her but couldn't.

Unexpectedly, she sent a flirtatious emoji. I was overjoyed and asked if she wanted to see me.

She said she did, but I'd already left. I said I could take a taxi back to see her, as long as she was willing to
spend the night with me, even if we didn't make love, just holding each other all night would make me happy. I asked her again if that was okay, and she said yes.

Life is really just a dream, but when you're disappointed, good luck might be just around the corner. I quickly made an excuse
to catch the bus back to City A. She said it was the weekend, and her husband would pick up the kids and take them home for the night, and he could get off work early
to be with me. I was so happy.

When I arrived in City A, she told me to wait for her at a certain place.

I waited from a little past six until almost eight when she arrived at the agreed-upon location. She said she had to go back to a meeting with her colleagues. I
suggested we eat first, because honestly, I wasn't sure if I could sleep with her tonight. If it didn't work out,
I wouldn't be too disappointed; after all, these things can't be forced.

During dinner, her child called, saying they wanted to come home. Hearing this made me uneasy again; it seemed the chances of things going smoothly
tonight were slim. She comforted her child while smiling at me, and of course, I couldn't show it,
so I smiled back kindly.

After she finished her call, I thanked her for being so busy and taking care of me. She said she'd been here for two
or three months , constantly working and taking care of her child, and had never had a proper chance to go out and have fun. I smiled and said I would tonight.

After dinner, she went back to her meeting, telling me not to call before leaving. I said I definitely would, and
waited for her message at a nearby internet cafe. Around 10:30, she said she was back. I went outside and saw her
standing downstairs at the internet cafe. My heart immediately lit up; tonight, she was mine.

We went to find a KTV nearby; I think it was CoolBile KTV. Once inside, I abandoned my usual mischievous
ways and very gentlemanly asked her to sing. She said she was there to listen, so fine, I ordered four bottles of beer (I'm
not a big drinker). I sang "Beijing, Beijing" and sang off-key! Sigh, not practicing enough is embarrassing. We sang and drank small
glasses of beer together.

Seeing she wasn't really into it, I looked around and spotted two dice cups and two dice.
Hehe , perfect! I took them and we played a dice game, the loser drinking.
We sang and drank like that, ordering two more bottles of beer.

Towards the end, her eyes started to glaze over; apparently, she wasn't a big drinker either. I gently held her,
letting her nestle in my arms as I sang "I'll Love You Till I Die." We sang for almost an hour; my vocal cords were warmed up.
Although I couldn't reach the high notes a bit, overall it was pretty good.

She lay quietly in my arms; it was no longer something I had forced. I knew she belonged to me tonight.

After an hour, I asked if she wanted to play more. She said no, and I said okay, let's rest. As we
were leaving , she surprisingly took my hand, which felt incredibly comfortable.

There was a hotel across the street. I took her hand and walked quickly towards it. She seemed to say she wanted to
go home, but I didn't respond, because her resistance wasn't strong; it was probably just an instinctive refusal.

When we checked into the hotel, I told her to wait for me outside. I was worried she might leave, but I trusted she wouldn't.
After checking in, I led her into the hotel. Tonight, she was completely mine.

She sat down at the computer desk as soon as she came in, saying she felt dizzy. I told her to go rest, but she said no, she wanted to go home.
I said no, you promised to stay with me, haha.

Her face was flushed, and her eyes were hazy. I didn't know if she was really dizzy or just embarrassed, but she was really
alluring . I couldn't help but kiss her, and she resisted. I felt she wasn't
a woman who frequented hotels.

I carried her to the bed, pressed down on her, and started kissing her. Even while she resisted, she responded. I knew I
had to arouse her. I kissed her while caressing her body. She was wearing a pink suit, and through the clothes, I
rubbed her breasts with my hands and pressed my penis against her genitals. Although she still resisted, it was all symbolic.

I slowly took off her clothes and unhooked her bra. She still resisted, but I didn't continue.
Instead, I asked her to take a shower together, but she disagreed and told me to go first. Hehe, it seems she's already tacitly agreed.
I quickly went to the bathroom to shower. When I came out, she was still lying in bed. After my repeated requests, she went to the bathroom
to shower .

The wait was long. She finally came out, wrapped in a towel, but I could still vaguely see her curvaceous figure.

I pulled her onto the bed, embraced her, and gently kissed her beautiful face and sexy lips. My hand lightly caressed her soft breasts through
the towel , and she slowly began to moan.

I gently untied her towel, and she resisted again, but I pulled it off. I admired her alluring body.
Her breasts were still quite nice, the nipples weren't very big or dark, and there was a little bit of flesh on her belly,
which is normal for a woman who has given birth. There wasn't much pubic hair, and her labia were slightly everted, somewhat
like a butterfly. Her vulva was already glistening with vaginal fluid.

I started licking from top to bottom, my tongue taking care of her nipples—sucking, teasing, licking, holding, and gently biting—
using every technique imaginable. Her reactions grew stronger. Then I moved down, licking around her vulva. I
kissed it; there was no unusual odor, which solidified my belief in unprotected sex. After all, she was the
woman I admired, and she seemed to be free of STDs.

Continuing down her thighs, I parted her legs, fully exposing her vulva to
me . My tongue eagerly took hold, sucking, licking, holding, and teasing, making her moan
louder and her body involuntarily writhe.

After licking for a while, when I was about to insert my penis, she seemed reluctant. Perhaps feeling a little
guilty towards her husband, she started to dodge. But she was no match for a starving wolf. Soon, I thrust my hips forward,
and my entire penis plunged deep into her vagina. I heard her let out a soft "oh," and I could tell she was tense
yet comfortable. I pressed myself against her, cupping her face in my hands. Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions—tension,
excitement, regret, and pleasure. I began to kiss her passionately again, and she responded. We continued like this,
kissing and thrusting at each other.

After thrusting for a while, I wanted to do it from behind, but she seemed reluctant. Instead, she
climbed onto the bed. I didn't insist and began to admire her captivating ass. Her buttocks were large and round, and
her waist wasn't large, so the curves were truly beautiful. I gently stroked them, thoroughly
enjoying them . As she prepared to roll over, I thrust my penis into her from behind. Thrusting on top of her was also
incredibly pleasurable.

Perhaps it was too pleasurable, I felt I was about to ejaculate. This couldn't be allowed; it hadn't even been ten minutes. I
rolled over and lay down, gesturing for her to get on top. She rolled over and started writhing on top of me. Watching the
woman writhe on top of me felt incredibly good. But even in this pleasure, I lost control
and ejaculated inside her, holding her tightly.

It was clear she wasn't satisfied. After resting for a while, I started again, but for some
reason, this time I only lasted about ten minutes before going soft again. Sigh, I don't know if it was from the alcohol or from not getting enough
rest . Although she didn't seem satisfied, I could only hold her and sleep.

I woke up a little after five in the morning. This time, my penis was very hard. I started licking her
breasts again, and she reacted. I pulled her and we started again. This time, my penis was very firm, and we lasted
a long time, taking a break once. It probably lasted over an hour.

She orgasmed once on top of me during sex, and my knees were scraped a bit. She said her genitals were
swollen . Finally, she told me not to ejaculate inside. Just before I was about to ejaculate, I pulled my penis out. Unexpectedly, my
first spurt of semen landed on her hair. Afterwards, I realized her head, neck, and stomach were covered in
my semen. It had been a long time since I'd ejaculated that far; it must have felt really good.

After showering, I checked the time; it was already 7 PM. I held her and rested for a while, then checked out at 8 PM, reluctantly
leaving City A. We still chat often now, and I look forward to going back to City A to spend another night with her.

Some might ask, did she ejaculate? No, because she didn't want my hand inside, and I didn't insist.
After all, sex is something for both people to enjoy, including her not giving me oral sex, which I didn't force.

[The End]

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