After years of online chatting, I finally got my hands on that young woman (original work) [Author unknown]

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I previously wrote a post about my real experience with a female sports fan, which I published here. Although the description was a bit awkward, it still received encouragement from everyone. Now I'll share my experience with this woman I've been chatting with for over five years.

About five years ago, I had just changed jobs and had a lot of free time. Out of boredom, I registered a new QQ account online. Chat rooms and similar places were already closed. I didn't have much experience with hookups. I heard that while message in a bottle seemed unreliable, it actually had a high success rate, so I tried sending a few messages with only the words "hookup" in them. I never expected anything, but someone actually replied, asking what I wanted to hook up with. We chatted for a while in the message in a bottle, and later added each other on QQ. It turned out she was a complete novice when it came to the internet, having just learned how to use QQ.

To make a long story short, our relationship went through three stages. The first stage was naturally getting to know each other. Since we were bored anyway, we chatted about all sorts of things, gradually steer the conversation towards topics related to sex. The second stage followed when I learned she liked Korean dramas. I recommended a Korean movie called "My PS Partner," which depicts a story about phone sex. Those interested can check it out. We were already quite familiar with each other, having chatted via voice, but she always refused to video chat. However, her voice was quite attractive. After she watched the movie, I started guiding her to try voice sex with me. Unexpectedly, she became addicted immediately. Whenever we had time, and she happened to be home alone while I was on duty at work, we would definitely do it via voice. Basically, I would talk and she would listen, and... While listening to her masturbate, I would become somewhat hysterical each time, shouting, "I'm coming! I want more!" I felt the time was right, so I suggested we video chat for sex. I finally saw what she looked like. She was prettier than I imagined, well-maintained, and clearly a stunning beauty in her youth. Her features were delicate and three-dimensional, somewhat resembling those of a Uyghur. She had a good figure, quite tall, but we usually video chatted while lying in bed, so I couldn't see her standing. Her breasts weren't large, her nipples were dark, and her pubic area was quite lush, naturally revealing her vulva.

In short, I saw her entire body. It took about a year to go from the first stage to the second, but this second stage lasted until the end of last year, about three or four years. The cities where we met weren't too far apart. I suggested meeting up countless times, but she always refused. It was clear she valued her family and knew something would inevitably happen if we met, so she refused to meet, preferring the pleasure of voice sex. During this time, we got to know each other better, sharing almost no secrets, including her sexual history and the fact that she was frequently harassed by colleagues at work. It was clear she enjoyed being the center of attention and admired; perhaps this is a common trait among beautiful women.

The third stage was naturally the "winning" stage. This opportunity came suddenly. We chatted almost every day, and whenever we had the chance, we'd have voice sex. However, the opportunities were fewer, as we both didn't have much free time. At the end of last year, I was on a business trip to another city and chatted with her. It turned out she was also in that city, visiting relatives with her mother over the weekend. Naturally, I tried my best to arrange a meeting, but she hesitated, seemingly hesitant. Ultimately, she couldn't resist my persistent persuasion and agreed to meet. Since we were in different cities, neither of us was afraid of running into acquaintances, which I think was the final reason she decided to meet.

When I met her, she was wearing a beige wool coat, which made her look even taller. She was fully armed with a mask and hat. We greeted each other like old acquaintances and then started strolling around. Since we knew each other well, we quickly started chatting. We wandered around for more than an hour. I suggested that we go to my place for a while. We both knew what I meant, but she refused. Seeing that the prize was about to slip away, I was naturally very unwilling, but I knew I couldn't force her. Just when I was about to despair, she said that she lived alone in another house owned by her cousin, and her mother lived with relatives not far away. Of course I knew what it meant. It was annoying that she had been so reserved just now. So I offered to take her home. She neither agreed nor refused. So we walked towards her place. She was still very careful. When we went upstairs, she asked me to take the elevator up one floor. Then she would call to confirm that no one was home before going down. No one knows how agonizing my wait was. Those few minutes felt like hours. Finally, after I heard that she was coming downstairs, I hurriedly went down the stairs and saw the door slightly ajar. When I went in, I saw her tidying up the house.

I knew she was trying to hide her embarrassment and awkwardness. I was observing her closely. She appeared before me after taking off her coat and mask. She was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a dark green sweater. The tight fit accentuated her bust, and the waistline was well-defined, without much excess fat. Her black skinny jeans made her legs look long. Her buttocks were a bit saggy, which was impressive considering she was over forty. I recognized her features from a previous video call, but her skin wasn't as good as in the video—not as fair and radiant, slightly dull. The wrinkles around her eyes were quite noticeable. Her long hair was casually tied back with a hair tie, giving her a relaxed, homely appearance. She told me to sit down and have some water, then went to the bedroom to change. At this point, I naturally didn't stand on ceremony and followed her into the bedroom. The bedroom light was off, but
the living room light shone in, making it possible to see her roughly. She was standing by the window, preparing to draw the curtains. She didn't say anything when she noticed me come in. I hugged her from behind. Her body tensed slightly, but she didn't resist much, murmuring that it wasn't right to do this. I held her close and began kissing her neck, my hand slipping under her sweater, caressing her flat stomach. My already hard erection pressed against her buttocks. She clearly felt the hardness and instinctively moved forward, but I wasn't about to let her succeed. I leaned her against the windowsill, my hand continuing to move upwards, touching her bra. Sure enough, there was a thick layer of padding. (The video showed...) I looked at her breasts; they weren't very big, mostly firm from the padding, but they were just the right size to fit in one hand. As I continued to massage them, her breathing became heavier. I started kissing her earlobe. I tried to turn her over, but she resisted fiercely, perhaps because she didn't want to face me. I could only continue from behind. The bed was right behind me. I carried her to the bed and started undressing her. She seemed a little flustered, pulling down her sweater and then pulling up her unbuttoned pants. It took a lot of effort to remove even one garment. In winter, we wear many layers, and the heating in the house was very strong; she was soon covered in sweat. In the end, she couldn't match my strength, and I removed her clothes one by one. Afterwards, only her underwear remained. I quickly stripped off my own clothes. She kept her back to me, covering her face with her hands, refusing to look me in the eye. Having made love so many times, I naturally knew her sensitive spots were on her back. So I started kissing her from her neck down, slowly lingering on her back, constantly sucking on her skin with my tongue. After she took off her clothes, I realized she was actually quite curvy, the kind of woman who looks slim in clothes but has a muscular physique underneath. Anyway, since we'd already gone this far, I wasn't in a hurry anymore. I bent over her back, my left hand reaching down to knead her breasts, my right hand searching for her private parts inside her underwear, my lower body pressing against her buttocks, letting her feel my erection at all times. Without much further... After a while, she was already trembling all over. I saw that the time was right and started teasing her, without taking off her panties. I inserted my penis between her legs, letting her feel the force of my thrusts on her inner thighs. To be honest, I almost couldn't hold back my ejaculation at that moment. I teased her, saying that I wouldn't go in unless she wanted to, but my body told me otherwise. Before long, her panties were soaked, and my fingers went in smoothly. She sighed and said, "Oh dear, you've ruined my voice." Her shy voice made me unable to resist thrusting my hips and pressing my penis against her vulva through her panties. At this moment, everything fell into place. I asked her if I could take off her panties. She glared at me angrily, and I smiled as I removed her last line of defense.

The lights were still off in the room, and the curtains weren't drawn. Under the living room light, the naked body of a middle-aged woman was completely exposed before my eyes. I turned her around, but she turned her head away, refusing to look at me. I spread her thighs apart with my hands, and my well-lubricated penis easily slid into her vagina. The air was filled with the smell of bodily fluids. A long moan followed the moment of penetration. There weren't many techniques or positions. Amidst the scattered clothes around us, we did the most primal thing, penetrating her all the way in each time. My thighs slammed against her plump buttocks, the sound of flesh colliding echoing in the quiet night, mixed with our heavy breathing, just like having sex in a voice chat. In that position, I thrust wildly. At the very end, she murmured, "Don't ejaculate inside." Afraid of causing trouble, I forced myself to pull out and ejaculated on her stomach. The powerful ejaculation even landed on her hair and face, leaving her looking disheveled.

Ultimately, I didn't stay overnight. I left shortly after we finished. After all, it was at her cousin's house, and her mother lived in the same neighborhood as other relatives. I was afraid of being discovered, which would be disastrous. Everyone knew that family always comes first. There were too many coincidences that brought us together. I didn't know if we would meet again. Although this time the sex was short and lacked variety, we both felt each other's suppressed passion, and the release in that instant was a reward for all those years of online chatting. We still keep in touch as before, but we tacitly avoid mentioning that night. We both know that once there's a first time, there will be a second. We both look forward to meeting again, perhaps with even more perfect sex then, but nothing can compare to the passion of the first time.

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