Repost: The real experiences and insights of a mature woman

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I'm 23 years old and work as a translator at a foreign-owned insurance company in Guangzhou. I got married six months ago. My husband
is a computer supervisor at a company; he's my classmate. Our marriage has
gone from passionate to mundane, day by day.
"Honey, my company is sending me to Hainan Island for a month of training, partly a vacation. Want to come with me?" I
said. "Go by yourself, I don't have time," my husband said. Actually, I was just saying it casually; he definitely wasn't going to
go to Hainan with me. So, after packing my bags, I spent the whole night with my husband, draining him
completely . The next morning, I boarded a China Southern Airlines flight directly to the island.
Generally, when girls leave familiar places, especially for travel, they tend to dress more sexily
because no one recognizes them, and they don't care about gossip. You can investigate if you don't believe me. This time
was no threw away my usual work suit and put on a collarless, sleeveless miniskirt—something not allowed at work. I felt
a sense of liberation. Besides, walking down the street, with so many men and women staring at me, I felt
undeniably attractive, and my chest involuntarily perked up a little.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm 169cm tall and weigh 55kg. I have a slim waist and round hips.
My husband often says I look like Miss Hong Kong, Chingmy Yau. Although we've been married for half a year, my breasts are still perky
and don't sag even without a bra. My nipples have gotten a little bigger from my husband's frequent sucking, but they're still bright red, which he says makes me even
sexier .
Stepping off the plane, the tropical air hit me. This is Hainan Island in August. Men and women,
dressed in light and breathable clothing, filled the air with a slightly erotic atmosphere, especially in the seaside tourist area, which gave me a
slight urge to stand out.
After arriving at the company's training center in the seaside tourist area of Sanya, I settled in
. People from other domestic branches also arrived one after another. It's called training, but it's mainly a vacation. We have
three hours of training every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, with the rest of the time for company-organized activities or free time. Soon, the twenty-odd of us got to know each other.
My roommate was Li Ping from the Shanghai branch, a twenty-year-old girl who had just graduated from university. We became best friends on our
first sharing everything.
The next afternoon, after the training course, it was still early, almost two hours before lunch. Ping suggested going swimming
at the beach , or even just taking a walk. She took out her swimsuit and went into the restroom to change. I laughed and said, "We're all girls,
what's there to be afraid of!" I stood up, took out my swimsuit, and started taking off my dress. Ping blushed and hesitated
to start . I boldly faced her and unhooked my bra, proudly displaying my ample breasts
. Ping quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at me, and began to remove her clothes, but secretly glanced at my chest several times.
I didn't rush to put on my swimsuit; I just watched her undress. This was the first time I had consciously compared my breasts to
those . Ping's breasts weren't large, but her nipples were perky and cute, so sexy, with small, pink clitoris. I
said, "So sexy! You're not dating yet, are you? I wonder which lucky boy will be born." Ping shook her head without saying a word and
put on a two-piece swimsuit.
My swimsuit was a white one-piece, but very sexy, like a race queen's swimsuit. The fabric covering my private parts
was thin, just enough to cover them, and one of my labia majora might accidentally peek out. The back and upper back were completely bare,
just tied around my neck with a cloth strap. There were no cups. My husband bought it for me saying I couldn't wear it swimming, only
to wear it at home to please him. I've never worn it. Now that my breasts have grown, it doesn't fit me quite right. From under my armpits,
you can see the edges of my bare breasts.
Ping said, "Sister Hong, you're so fair-skinned! Why am I so dark?" I laughed, "Silly girl, you
'll be this fair after you get married. I used to be this dark too. After marriage, with my husband's care, my skin became smoother, so naturally it became fairer
." Ping nodded and said, "Let's go!" I put on a sleeveless dress, took her hand
, and walked out of the hotel to the beach.
There were many people at the beach, mostly swimming and surfing. Many girls were wearing bikinis, showing
off . I felt out of touch. Aping said, "Let's go in the water!" and pulled me to rush in. I said, "The waves
are so big, I'm not a very good swimmer, I'm afraid I'll get swept away." She said, "Don't worry, we'll
play a little further out." I hesitated for a moment, then finally took off my dress, weighed it down with my flip-flops, and walked down to the beach.
As soon as I entered the water, a big wave crashed in, soaking me from head to toe. Good heavens! My swimsuit became
transparent as soon as it got wet, my breasts were sticking out against the fabric, and I could even see the red of my nipples and areolas. I
panicked and quickly squatted down in the water, but a big wave forced me to stand up again. I noticed that people had already seen my
disheveled state; several men were looking at me, and someone on the shore was pointing a video camera at me. I quickly
crossed my arms over , climbed ashore, and grabbed my dress to put it on. I said to Aping, "Aping, I'll stay on the shore with you, you
can play slowly."
The wet swimsuit was very uncomfortable against my skin, so I stood up, intending to go back to the hotel to change. Aping stopped
me, not wanting me to leave, so I stayed and sat down by a tree. The setting sun slanted down, and a warm
breeze blew into the depths of my legs, tickling them like my husband's gentle caress. On impulse, I glanced
around to make sure no one was watching, then untied my swimsuit and pulled it out from under my legs. Now, I was wearing nothing but a super short dress
. I leaned against a tree trunk, spreading my thighs to let the warm breeze into my genitals. Now, if
someone approached, they would surely see the full vulva of a beautiful woman, and
the snow-white breasts visible through the wide sleeves of my sleeveless dress. I fantasized about being spied on, and a warm, pleasurable sensation
spread from my genitals. I couldn't help but reach inside, and felt a warm, slippery wetness!
Just then, a couple in swimsuits walked by hand in hand. I pretended to look elsewhere, but secretly watched
them. I saw the man's gaze fall on me, landing deep inside my thighs. He flinched, seemingly
incredulous , then looked more closely. Finally, he saw it clearly; his eyes blazed with fury, and a sharp bulge appeared beneath my swim trunks. He kept turning back even from a
distance. The water soaked my dress.
A-Ping got out of the water, saw the swimsuit in my hand, paused, and suddenly pulled up my skirt,
exposing my naked lower body. I slapped her hand, and she quickly put it down. She stuck out her tongue: "You're not
wearing a bra?!" I said, "Don't make a sound, come back to the hotel with me."
Nothing happened on the way back to the room. I threw the swimsuit down: "Damn it, you embarrassed me!"
A-Ping laughed and said, "Sister, you're so sexy, you must have driven countless men crazy." She pulled up my skirt again: "Come look!"
"Oh, a beautiful woman with her bare bottom!" Not to be outdone, I grabbed her swim trunks with both hands and yanked them down
, exposing her hairy genitals. She quickly pulled her trunks back up and went into the bathroom, but didn't close the door,
turning her back to me as she took off her clothes.
"I need to shower too, let's go together!" "I said, and went inside, took off my clothes, grabbed the showerhead, and helped her spray
water and wash her back. She didn't object and generously helped me wash as well. This was the first time I'd ever showered with an adult girl.
She lifted my breasts and gently washed and massaged them, and I actually felt pleasure! I cupped her breasts in my hands, gently
kneading them and occasionally pinching her nipples. Her face turned bright red, her eyes were slightly closed, and her body trembled slightly; I could tell
she was enjoying it. I then gently touched her genitals and noticed a slippery fluid flowing out. Arousing
the sexual desire of a girl who had never been with a man was a strange pleasure. Ladies, have you ever felt this kind of pleasure?
After the shower, we lay naked on our respective beds. Her pleasure had clearly not subsided. I walked
over , placed my hands on her legs, and said, 'Let me check if you're a virgin?'" She didn't say anything. I gently
parted her tightly closed labia majora, then gently separated her labia minora. I saw that she was no longer a virgin, but strangely
, her clitoris was very large, protruding beyond her labia majora, and glistening. I gently pressed it, and she immediately
shuddered and let out a soft moan.
She said, "Big sister, let me see too?" I lay down as she asked, and she climbed on top of me,
parting , and said, "Sister, I'm so envious of you! You have almost no hair, just a few thin strands, and
you're so full, like a high-rising steamed bun. Look at me, I have a lot of hair, and I'm not full at all, I'm so ugly." She
pressed my clitoris with her fingertip, and I felt a tingling sensation, my muscles contracted, and a gush of hot, lustful fluid gushed out, instantly
flooding . She ran her fingers over it, saying, "What a slutty beauty!" Not to be outdone, I
parted her labia and gently rubbed her clitoris. Soon, a clitoral head the size of a soybean emerged,
glistening shiny. Her labia twitched, and the vulva slowly opened. A large drop of snot-like fluid
flowed from the opening, slowly dripping down and forming a transparent thread that landed on my nose. I licked it with my tongue; it
tasted salty and fishy. I said, "Oh dear, which lady sells salted fish?" She
pressed her vulva tightly against my fingers, and I inserted my middle finger, gently thrusting it in and out, bringing out
gushes of fluid that made my whole hand sticky and slippery. Her vagina sucked and released, tightened and loosened, gripping
my finger—it was so much fun. She lay on top of me, parting my labia and gently
blowing air into them, making me unbearably itchy. I arched my lower body desperately, trying to get closer to her mouth, but she seemed to be deliberately teasing
me, always avoiding me. My desire grew stronger and stronger, and my juices flowed out in waves.
Suddenly, she sucked hard on my clitoris, gently biting and releasing it with her teeth, then licking my
labia minora with her tongue. I moaned softly with pleasure, and she worked even harder. About ten minutes later, a tingling sensation shot through my clitoris
, a lightning-fast pleasure spreading outwards from the center, and a gush of semen shot out. I finally stopped
twisting my waist. Ping also squirted out her juices, rolled off me, and lay panting on the bed.
Just then, my partner knocked on the door to call for dinner, and we both found our clothes to put on. Ping actually put on her dress
without wearing anything underneath. Luckily, the dress was made of thick, conservative material, so from the outside, you could only faintly
see her two nipples protruding, barely noticeable unless you looked closely. I didn't bring anything so conservative, so I planned to wear
underwear, but Ping insisted that we wear the same thing. I said, "I didn't realize you were more open than me
!" and gave in to her, not wearing underwear. But my miniskirt was too thin, and my nipples were completely exposed. I
didn't have much pubic hair, so it wasn't too noticeable, but it was too tight, revealing the outline of my buttocks. I said, "No,
look, it's too revealing." She playfully pinched my nipple through my clothes with three fingers and said, "What beautiful
California red grapes! Why don't you put on another jacket?" I nodded, took out a sleeveless top and put it on,
tying the hem around my waist but leaving it unbuttoned, just enough to cover my breasts.
We went to the restaurant, and Xiaoping sat next to me, the tablecloth draped down to block the view of the people at the next table. Xiaoping, that
little rascal , was naughty; she put her hand on my leg and deliberately pulled up my miniskirt, exposing my genitals
. Luckily, we were sitting in a corner against the wall, and no one was behind us, otherwise it would have been terrible. I sat close to the table, trying not to let my
colleagues next to me notice. Xiaoping kept glancing at me out of the corner of her eye, smiling slyly, which I found very exciting, and I started to
get aroused again.
After dinner, Xiaoping said she wanted to go for a walk on the beach. We held hands and went to the beach, stepping on the soft sand
. I chased after Xiaoping, hitting her, and she laughed. She turned and ran, falling headfirst onto the sand dune. I pressed myself against her, flipping her skirt
up to expose her bare buttocks to the setting sun. She quickly turned around, sat up straight, and pulled her skirt
down further, but bent her legs, revealing her hairy vulva directly to me. Her pink, glistening slit
stirred heart. I also bent my legs and sat opposite her, letting her admire my breasts. Our four legs formed a circle;
anyone who didn't know better would think we were having a heart-to-heart talk! Xiaoping reached out and removed my coat, and we quietly
admired .
I was secretly alarmed. Was I a lesbian? But I also enjoy men; my husband constantly brings me
to orgasm. Looking at Xiaoping's alluring face, was she a lesbian?

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