My beautiful mature female online friend

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In my junior year of college, I started going online. I was quite curious about adult websites at first, but later I got bored and became obsessed with chatting. At first, I chatted with both men and women, but later, my QQ was full of women. I even met one online friend, a young girl, probably around twenty years old, very slim and innocent-looking. But I found her boring. I bought her some drinks, did nothing, and took her home. She seemed quite reluctant to part with me, asking me how we could meet again. I told her there wouldn't be a next time, and that she had to go home and study hard, improve herself every day, and not spend all her time online. Then, I left very casually, leaving her watching my retreating figure with great admiration. To be honest, I'm not a saint, but I'm not interested in younger girls. I only like mature women, especially voluptuous and charming mature women. I don't know when it started, but I've become deeply fascinated by them. So even though I'm handsome, talented, and have no shortage of girls who admire me, I just feel they lack the charm that comes with age. That's the true beauty of a woman in my heart! I graduated, started working in Shanghai, the most modern metropolis in mainland China. My experience in a foreign company helped me achieve success, but I'm also a man who knows how to enjoy life. Life is short, and I can't waste this precious youth. But I just can't seem to find that special someone. My friends enthusiastically introduce me to women they think are very pretty, but I always shake my head as soon as I meet them—I only like mature women; I'm utterly captivated by that mature charm! But my young body is surging with testosterone, making it impossible for me to stay still. I have to rely on lots of exercise to burn off my excess energy. One day, by chance, I met a woman named Mei online. We chatted like ordinary friends for several weeks. I found that she was also a frequent visitor to the internet. I thought she must be a lonely woman. A few weeks later, we gradually became more familiar, and this woman, whom I had come to call Sister Mei, began to be infatuated with me. Perhaps it was because I was quite talented, humorous, elegant, and eloquent; the more we talked, the closer we felt. As time went on, I learned that Sister Mei lived in Hangzhou, which is quite close to Shanghai. She also told me that she was 39 years old, her husband was abroad, and she lived with her son, who was in fifth grade. She ran a sizable business, which explained why she always enjoyed listening to my insightful analyses of many business issues; it turned out I was unknowingly acting as a consultant. Privately, I had imagined what Sister Mei was like more than once. She must be mature, charming, even a little flirtatious, like most mature women. I wasn't in a hurry to meet her because my work was quite busy; I only had time in the evenings, so there was no way I could go see her. And so, a few months passed. Several times, she even seemed to want to meet me. She kept saying she really wanted to know what I looked like, so I told her I looked just like Tony Leung—handsome! She laughed and said, "I don't believe you! You must look like Wu Bai!" I said, "If I get the chance, I'll definitely show you my charm and seduce you." Then, in winter, I went to Mei's city with a colleague for work. Sitting in the car, I felt a slight excitement, but I suppressed it and slowly savored it. When we arrived in Hangzhou, it was almost dark. I found a hotel, checked in, and had dinner. My colleague said... I was going to karaoke, so I made an excuse that I had to visit a relative and didn't go with my colleague. Once they left, I called Sister Mei on my phone and told her, "Didn't you want to meet Tony Leung? Now I'm here, come see him, it's free!" Sister Mei chuckled on the phone. Ever since she gave me her number, I'd often called to joke with her. She obviously didn't believe me because I hadn't said I was coming. I had to tell her several times before she believed me. Her voice sounded a little uneasy, and after a long pause, she finally said, "Okay, I'll come pick you up, but don't be disappointed! Be prepared to meet an old lady!" "I said, a mature woman is like a flower in full bloom. Twenty minutes later, Sister Mei arrived. Upon seeing her, I felt relieved. Although Sister Mei's face showed some signs of age, she looked well-maintained, with fair and delicate skin, and a vibrant, slightly alluring appearance. Of course, her looks were average, not particularly beautiful, but she possessed a strong, mature femininity. Seeing me looking at her, Sister Mei became a little embarrassed and said, 'I didn't expect you to be so young; it's quite different from your usual tone.' I said, 'Chairman Mao once said, "Even an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws!"' Sister Mei chuckled again and said, 'Did he say that? You're so funny.' Then, she looked at me and asked very seriously, 'Are you disappointed?' 'No,' I said, 'Sister Mei, you're very beautiful, much more beautiful than I imagined. Your eyes are beautiful, full of charm.' She smiled reassuringly and made a gesture as if to hit me, 'Little brother, how dare you flirt with your older sister!'" Then we left the hotel. I wanted to invite her to get something to eat, but she refused, saying that women at this age shouldn't eat whatever they want, otherwise they'd have to lose weight. I said, "You're not fat, you're plump." Sister Mei giggled and lightly slapped me, "You're so cheeky, no wonder you can't find a girlfriend." We strolled around the streets for a while. It was completely dark, and the winter night was quite chilly. I suddenly felt a bit desolate. I asked Sister Mei, "We need to find somewhere to talk, we can't just walk around on the street, it'll get cold, don't let yourself get too cold!" Then, I sincerely said, "I'd feel bad!" "Stop being so mushy," Sister Mei laughed heartily. I thought she was quite pretty too. "Come on, let's go to my house. You're a guest, I can't let you get too cold, besides, it wouldn't be good if acquaintances saw us! People would think this old woman was seducing you, a big boy!" Sister Mei joked, and we walked towards her house. We chatted and laughed along the way, and no one could tell that we were meeting for the first time. Her house was quite close, only a ten-minute walk away. As soon as I entered, seeing no one else home, I asked Sister Mei, "Don't you have a son? Why isn't he home?" "He's at evening self-study," Sister Mei replied, pouring me tea and sitting opposite me. Otherwise, the warm atmosphere from before seemed to vanish the moment I stepped inside. We sat facing each other, unsure how to begin. Sister Mei's house was nicely decorated. I noticed that the woman's bedroom was particularly beautiful. Compared to the luxurious living room, its neatness seemed precious and important. A low wooden suite, two small carved armchairs, and pink sheets on the soft bed—everything was orderly and had smooth lines. It was clear she was a woman of taste; all the elegance was in Ninilu.Although the Dom wasn't as luxurious as a hotel, it had a warm, homey feel that made me feel very comfortable. But for a moment, I didn't know what to say. I tried to make small talk, but then I realized my eloquence wasn't as good as I thought. Sister Mei only occasionally responded with a few words, mostly just sitting and watching me talk, which made me feel bored. I thought maybe I shouldn't have come. Maybe we should just be good friends online; why bother meeting in person? So I stood up, ready to leave. Sister Mei glanced at me and said, "What, you want to leave? Are you disappointed today? Didn't expect me to look so old?" I saw a hint of melancholy in Sister Mei's eyes and quickly said, "No, you're very feminine, and you're not old. You're a real woman. But I... I don't know what to do." Sister Mei laughed and said, "What do you want to do? Weren't you quite impressive online? Why are you acting like a coward now?" Seeing the smile on Sister Mei's face, which held a seductive quality, I rushed forward and hugged her tightly. She immediately went limp in my arms, and we held each other like that. My hands roamed over her body, kneading and squeezing. To be honest, Sister Mei wasn't fat, but she was voluptuous and had a very sensual figure, especially her breasts, which felt incredibly good against my chest. When I reached for Sister Mei's buttocks, she reached out and turned off the light, saying, "Hurry up, I'm so itchy down there." I picked Sister Mei up and put her on the sofa, then I kissed her lips. She opened her mouth and slipped her tongue into mine. That kiss was truly intoxicating! As I licked Sister Mei's tongue, I slipped my hands inside her clothes, caressing her full, large breasts. They were so warm, soft, and felt wonderful to the touch. In no time, her nipples hardened and stood erect. I released her and asked Sister Mei with a smile, "Why are your two little buds hard?" Sister Mei rolled her eyes at me and said, "It's all your fault." I chuckled and lifted her clothes. Even in the dark, I could see her slightly protruding, snow-white belly. After all, she was almost forty, a middle-aged woman, and to me, it was quite sexy, even cute. I kissed her belly a few times, and Sister Mei trembled slightly, saying, "This is killing me!" The sounds of cars on the street outside the window continued, but the room was quiet. I quickly pulled off Sister Mei's flesh-colored pantyhose and the semi-transparent, tight-fitting panties she had specially worn for me. Sister Mei was a little embarrassed and squeezed her thighs together, but I easily separated them. Then, I saw a patch of dark pubic hair. I touched it; it was quite prickly. Throughout this process, Sister Mei's body trembled, as if I were already having sex with her. She was truly like a wolf, a tiger. That was the first time I experienced the power of a middle-aged woman; I realized they were really not easy to deal with. I leaned closer and caught a tantalizing scent. Mei Jie immediately pressed my head down, guiding it towards her vulva. I knew what she meant, so I squatted down and parted her already wet labia with my hands. They felt so soft, so wet and slippery. Then, I stuck out my tongue and started licking them. Mei Jie seemed quite comfortable, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, humming softly, her legs clamping tightly around my head, afraid I'd stop halfway. To be honest, I thought the most alluring part of Mei Jie's body was her pair of large, white, round buttocks. They were incredibly elastic and tempting to the touch; I couldn't resist the urge to kiss them. Afterwards, I estimated that I'd practically peeled off a layer of skin from touching Mei Jie's buttocks that night. Later, I often called Mei Jie and told her, "I miss your big buttocks again!" She would giggle and say, "Then come and kiss them!" That night, Mei Jie was so wet from my kisses that her buttocks were practically dripping wet. I never imagined a middle-aged woman could be so well-endowed. Later, Sister Mei grabbed my hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough, hurry up, my son will be back soon." I climbed on top of her, my penis was already throbbing and about to burst, I thrust in almost with all my might. Sister Mei cried out, then quickly fell silent, biting her lip, trying not to make a sound, enduring my thrusting. Sister Mei's vagina was quite warm, probably because she had given birth and had too much sex, it was a little large, but thankfully, my penis was quite thick, and the thrusting inside felt quite good. Not long after, Sister Mei started moaning again, it sounded quite alluring. I touched her big buttocks, and there was a puddle of fluid on them, wet and slippery. My technique was already very advanced, with things like left three, right four, nine shallow, one deep, 48 positions, 100 tricks for foreplay... I'll tell you more exciting content in person. Around nine o'clock, we finally finished. I don't know how many orgasms Sister Mei had experienced. Sister Mei said her husband had never made her so happy. I comforted her, saying that next time I came, or she could come to my place, we should definitely do our "revolutionary work" until dawn. Sister Mei obediently nodded. Then, we turned on the lights and kissed for a while. During this time, I almost got aroused by Sister Mei again. I checked my watch and figured her son would be back soon, so I got up to say goodbye. Sister Mei saw me to the door, a little reluctant to part. I hugged her and kissed her twice more before leaving. As I left, I thought, "Women are really scary; sometimes they're bolder than men." The next day, I left without even seeing Sister Mei. I called her, and she seemed a little unhappy, saying she had a cold and it was all my fault. Then she asked if I was still coming that night. "I sent my son to his grandmother's house," she said. I told her I had to go back with my boss and couldn't come. She was silent for a moment, looking very disappointed. For the next six months, Mei and I spent countless blissful nights together. We spent weekends swimming, playing tennis, and taking her to beauty salons during the day, and at night... But then Mei immigrated to Canada, and we had to separate.Japanese and European films online live streaming. They were truly like wolves and tigers; that was the first time I experienced the power of middle-aged women, and I realized they were really not easy to deal with. I leaned closer and smelled a captivating scent. Sister Mei had already reached out and pressed my head down, directing it towards her. I knew what she meant, so I squatted down and used my hands to separate her already wet labia. They felt so soft, wet, and slippery. Then, I stuck out my tongue and started licking. Sister Mei seemed quite comfortable, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, humming softly, her legs clamping tightly around my head, afraid I would withdraw halfway. To be honest, I thought the most alluring part of Sister Mei's body was her pair of big, white, round buttocks. They were incredibly elastic and tempting to the touch; I couldn't resist wanting to kiss them. Afterwards, I estimated that Sister Mei's buttocks were almost raw from my touching that night. Later, I often called Sister Mei and told her, "I miss your big buttocks again!" She would giggle and say, "Then come and kiss them!" That night, Sister Mei was so wet from my kisses that she was practically dripping with juices. Her buttocks were soaked and slippery; I never imagined a middle-aged woman could be so juicy. Later, Sister Mei grabbed my hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough, hurry up, my son will be back soon." I climbed on top of her, my penis already throbbing, and I thrust in almost with all my might. Sister Mei cried out, then quickly fell silent, biting her lip to try and keep quiet as she endured my thrusts. Sister Mei's vagina was quite warm, probably because she'd given birth and had a lot of sex; it was a little large, but thankfully, my penis was quite thick, and the thrusting inside felt good. Before long, Sister Mei started moaning again. It sounded quite alluring. I touched her big buttocks, and there was a puddle of fluid on them, wet and slippery. My skills are already quite advanced; I know all sorts of positions, like three on the left and four on the right, nine shallow and one deep, 48 positions, 100 tricks for foreplay... I'll tell you more exciting content in person. Around nine o'clock, we finally finished. I don't know how many orgasms Sister Mei had experienced. Sister Mei said her husband had never made her so happy. I comforted her, saying that next time I came, or she could come to my place, we should definitely do our "revolutionary work" until dawn. Sister Mei obediently nodded. Then, we turned on the lights and hugged and kissed for a while. During this time, I almost got aroused by Sister Mei again. I checked my watch and guessed her son would be back soon, so I had to get up and say goodbye. Sister Mei saw me to the door, a little reluctant to part. I hugged her and kissed her twice more before leaving. As I went out, I thought, women are really scary; sometimes they are bolder than men. The next day, I left without even seeing Sister Mei. I called her, and she seemed a little unhappy, saying she had caught a cold and it was all my fault. Then she asked if I was still coming that night. "I sent my son to his grandmother's house," she said. I told her I had to go back with my boss and couldn't come. She was silent for a moment, looking very disappointed. For the next six months, Sister Mei and I spent countless blissful nights together. We spent weekends swimming, playing tennis, and I'd take her to get beauty treatments during the day, and in the evenings… But then Sister Mei immigrated to Canada, and we had to part ways.Japanese and European films online live streaming. They were truly like wolves and tigers; that was the first time I experienced the power of middle-aged women, and I realized they were really not easy to deal with. I leaned closer and smelled a captivating scent. Sister Mei had already reached out and pressed my head down, directing it towards her. I knew what she meant, so I squatted down and used my hands to separate her already wet labia. They felt so soft, wet, and slippery. Then, I stuck out my tongue and started licking. Sister Mei seemed quite comfortable, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, humming softly, her legs clamping tightly around my head, afraid I would withdraw halfway. To be honest, I thought the most alluring part of Sister Mei's body was her pair of big, white, round buttocks. They were incredibly elastic and tempting to the touch; I couldn't resist wanting to kiss them. Afterwards, I estimated that Sister Mei's buttocks were almost raw from my touching that night. Later, I often called Sister Mei and told her, "I miss your big buttocks again!" She would giggle and say, "Then come and kiss them!" That night, Sister Mei was so wet from my kisses that she was practically dripping with juices. Her buttocks were soaked and slippery; I never imagined a middle-aged woman could be so juicy. Later, Sister Mei grabbed my hand and said, "That's enough, that's enough, hurry up, my son will be back soon." I climbed on top of her, my penis already throbbing, and I thrust in almost with all my might. Sister Mei cried out, then quickly fell silent, biting her lip to try and keep quiet as she endured my thrusts. Sister Mei's vagina was quite warm, probably because she'd given birth and had a lot of sex; it was a little large, but thankfully, my penis was quite thick, and the thrusting inside felt good. Before long, Sister Mei started moaning again. It sounded quite alluring. I touched her big buttocks, and there was a puddle of fluid on them, wet and slippery. My skills are already quite advanced; I know all sorts of positions, like three on the left and four on the right, nine shallow and one deep, 48 positions, 100 tricks for foreplay... I'll tell you more exciting content in person. Around nine o'clock, we finally finished. I don't know how many orgasms Sister Mei had experienced. Sister Mei said her husband had never made her so happy. I comforted her, saying that next time I came, or she could come to my place, we should definitely do our "revolutionary work" until dawn. Sister Mei obediently nodded. Then, we turned on the lights and hugged and kissed for a while. During this time, I almost got aroused by Sister Mei again. I checked my watch and guessed her son would be back soon, so I had to get up and say goodbye. Sister Mei saw me to the door, a little reluctant to part. I hugged her and kissed her twice more before leaving. As I went out, I thought, women are really scary; sometimes they are bolder than men. The next day, I left without even seeing Sister Mei. I called her, and she seemed a little unhappy, saying she had caught a cold and it was all my fault. Then she asked if I was still coming that night. "I sent my son to his grandmother's house," she said. I told her I had to go back with my boss and couldn't come. She was silent for a moment, looking very disappointed. For the next six months, Sister Mei and I spent countless blissful nights together. We spent weekends swimming, playing tennis, and I'd take her to get beauty treatments during the day, and in the evenings… But then Sister Mei immigrated to Canada, and we had to part ways.

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