Bring your child to hook up

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This summer, one Friday evening, the weather was sweltering and unbearably hot. With nothing to do at home, I decided to kill time
online . I joined a local card game on QQ and played for a long time with a woman, from 8
pm until after 10 pm. She was quite good, and her profile showed she was also from Beijing, so I casually added her,
saying we could play cards sometime. Surprisingly, she accepted my request, though her profile was empty. My
real intention to play cards; after a few rounds, I suggested we chat. Not playing anymore? Heh! She was quite efficient, and we
started chatting idly on QQ.
Me: "You're doing really well! Over 50,000 points, looks like you play a lot!"
Her: "You've got over 90,000 points! You're even better than me."
Me: "It's nothing, I'm just bored, so I play for fun, otherwise I'd just be spacing out."
Her: "What are you spacing out for so late at night? Where's your girlfriend?"
Me: "I don't have a woman! I've always been single. If I had a woman, would I be chatting with you like this?"
Her: "How old are you? Which city are you in?"
Me: "I'm from out of town, living in Beijing. I'm 28, are you older or younger than me?"
Her: "About the same age! You're in Beijing too?"
Seeing that we were about the same age, I figured there was potential, and since she used the word "also," I went along with it:
"You're in Beijing too? There are so many people here every day, it's a little exciting to meet someone from the same city!"
We chatted for another half hour, but she kept her basic information to herself. I only knew that she was
a year older than me and lived in the southeast 5th Ring Road.
Having laid the groundwork with our earlier technical exchange playing Dou Dizhu (a card game), I suddenly initiated a video call and typed:
"Is it convenient? Answer, typing is too much trouble, let's chat for a bit!"
"I can answer, I can hear you, but I can't talk."
After the video call connected, her video was facing the window. I patiently chatted with her until almost midnight.
The groundwork had been laid, so I said in a friendly tone, "Let me admire your
charm! We've known each other all night, and I haven't been able to hear your heavenly voice, and you
don't , not very friendly, haha!"
She hesitated for a moment, then the video window shook, and she appeared. Her slightly wavy hair reached her shoulders, she
had an oval face, no makeup, and her eyes looked a little tired and languid. She was wearing pajamas, so I couldn't see her figure, but I instinctively
felt she had good taste!
She smiled slightly and waved to me. I was secretly pleased; my patience tonight was
finally paying off. I laughed and said, "Beautiful lady, why are you hiding away because you're so pretty?"
Looking at her face, with her slightly sharp cheekbones, I figured she was the type who was a lady in public but a slut in bed. So I
did everything I could to make her happy, chatting until after 1 a.m. I said, "Since we get along so well, let's be friends
! I'll give you my phone number; write it down. If you ever come over, I'll treat you to dinner." I didn't ask for her
number; I just sent her mine first as a sign of sincerity. After a while, she laughed and said she'd saved it. I
didn't care if she really meant it or not; I'd cast the net and see if she took the bait.
The third day was Sunday. I was sleeping soundly when I was suddenly woken up by a text message. I thought it was a news alert and
ignored it, but I couldn't fall back asleep. My habit is to turn on my computer first thing after waking up. I checked the time; it wasn't even 9
a.m. Then I picked up my phone to check the messages. It was from an unfamiliar number. The message read, "Guess who I am?"
I instinctively searched it on Baidu, but there was no information about the number, only that it was from Beijing. Suddenly
, a thought flashed through my mind. Could it be the woman I met the night before last?
I tentatively replied, "Is it you? The one I met the day before yesterday?"
She immediately replied, "You're amazing! How did you know it was me? I came to the city center today to take care of some business, and since it
's not far from you, I sent you a message."
I calmed down. I couldn't possibly be that lucky, could I? Could she be a shill? A few years ago, restaurant shills, bar shills, or even honey traps were
common in . I didn't want to get carried away and end up getting scammed. I
delayed for half an hour before tentatively replying with a message, "Oh! Thanks for remembering me.
What brings you all this way today? Did you come specifically to hang out with me? Hehe!"
But she ignored me for a long time. By the afternoon, I couldn't stand it anymore and called her directly. A pleasant
voice answered, "Hello?"
"I texted you but you didn't reply. I was worried, so I called!"
"Haha, it's okay. I just registered! My child has a cold, so I brought him to the children's hospital."
I thought to myself, "For a child with a cold, she'd travel this far? It seems unreliable." It was noisy on her end, so I gave her
a few and hung up. Around 1:00 PM, I hesitated for a moment, unwilling to give up, and sent another message, "What are you doing?
Finished your appointment?"
"No! I couldn't get an appointment. I'm not going home today. I'll find a hotel nearby and register early tomorrow.
I'm planning to go shopping in Xidan this afternoon to buy things for my son." This time she replied quickly!
Wow! I called immediately. This time the environment was very quiet, and I could hear a child
's voice. She was scolding the child for moving around, so I was certain she was a good girl. I tentatively
suggested that since I was there, I should meet her and see if the child was cute. Surprisingly, she didn't refuse and said I could
come to Xidan to visit them if I had time.
I set off around 5 pm. On the way, she texted me to ask where I was.
They were going to have dinner and then go back to the hotel. I said I'd be there soon. Around 5:30 pm, I arrived in Xidan
and went straight to the restaurant she had told me about. Since we had only video chatted once, the restaurant was packed. I
walked around and saw a woman with a child eating hot pot. I called to confirm, and sure enough, she took out
her phone to check. I quickly hung up and ran over. Why ran? Because this woman
was pretty. This time, her figure and demeanor were top-notch. I was afraid of losing her, so I ran.
"Haha, sorry to keep you waiting, beautiful lady! Say hello to the little boy first!"
She asked, slightly annoyed, "Why are you so late?" But she was clearly amused by my greeting to the child
.
"Something came up, but I still made it to see you and the little boy."
She told the child, "Say hello to Uncle." The little guy looked at me with a confused expression, grinning happily; he
was quite cute. I asked him and found out he was under three. I teased him, and by the time we finished eating, we were basically friends.
I teased her, "The little boy won't go back and tell his dad that Mommy met a weird uncle today, will he?"
She laughed and said, "My son is still young, he doesn't understand yet, he can't speak."
I was secretly pleased to hear this, and naturally, I had some wild thoughts!
After dinner, we strolled around Xidan Square a few times. It was almost 8 o'clock when she said she had to go back to the hotel.
I felt a little reluctant to leave, but with the child there, I felt embarrassed to say anything. So I casually said, "
Let me take you back! I only saw you for a short while before I had to go back, and I'm a little reluctant to leave the little one! (
Actually, I was reluctant to leave the child's mother.) Anyway, it's not far to go around."
She initially disagreed, but I immediately said to the child, "Uncle will take you back! I'll help the child carry all these things
!"
The little guy seemed to have already taken a liking to this strange uncle and reached out his hand for me to hold. His mother saw this and had no
choice, so we went straight to hail a taxi. We waited for almost 20 minutes, but the ride took less than 20 minutes to
reach a budget hotel next to the West Railway Station. I really didn't want to go back like this, so I decisively paid the bill and got out of the car.
She said, "Why did you come down here too?"
I said, "You have a lot of stuff, I'll help you carry it up. It's still early, no rush to go back."
Without another word, I picked up the things and left. She had no choice but to follow me into the room. The child had bought
a basketball and a soccer ball. Basketball is my forte, so I picked up the basketball and twirled it back and forth with my fingertips like a juggler
. The child was very happy, and of course, the child's mother was happy too.
It was almost 10 o'clock when she said, "You're really good at entertaining children, but you should go back now! It's too late."
I saw the child starting to doze off in bed. Given the situation, could I give up?
I sat down next to her, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered my courage to say in a low voice, "It's so late,
aren't you scared to stay here? Do you need me to stay with you?"
She chuckled and said, "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
I observed her eyes, but there was no displeasure at all, nor did she explicitly refuse me. I hardened my heart:
"You and your son sleep in that bed, I'll sleep in this one. I'm tired from spending the whole night with you, let's just make do for one night
. It's closer to my work tomorrow!"
She said, "Really, it won't work, the kid's here, let's do it another day!"
When I heard her say "another day," my heart trembled! "Another day" was the subtext—she meant that
if she was alone, she could let me stay. I used my persuasive skills: "You said it yourself, the kid
doesn't understand, he's almost asleep, what's there to be afraid of! Are you afraid I'll take your son away when you're not looking?"
She must have struggled with this for a moment: "Whatever, just don't do anything rash!"
Haha, I was speechless. Since I'm staying, isn't it my decision?
After that, she went to take a shower, then went into the bathroom and locked the door. I immediately stripped down to my shorts, pretended
to be calm while watching TV, and sat upright on the bed, secretly bulging my muscles. Less than an hour later...
Five minutes later, she came out wrapped in a large bath towel, scratching her hair with her little hands. My little brother immediately stood at attention.
Seeing that I was only wearing shorts, she immediately exclaimed, "Hey, hey, how can you be like this!"
I shamelessly replied, "I need to shower too! Do you think I should shower while dressed and take off my pants to fart?"
She said speechlessly, "Speak more politely. My son isn't asleep yet! He learns to swear
very quickly at his age."
However, after my joke, she tacitly accepted that I was only wearing shorts: "Go shower! You
must exercise regularly, right?"
I said, "It's alright, but I haven't exercised in a while." (Looks like running 5 kilometers every night is
effective all.) I
felt a surge of secret joy. Tonight, there has to be some action, otherwise, it would be a waste of my body. Do you think it's easy for a man like me
to sell ?
When I finished showering and came out, she had turned off all the lights in the room. I later learned that the little one wasn't sleeping well with the light on
. I quietly made my way to my bed. On the other bed, she lay with her back to me
on the outside , with the baby on the inside, gently murmuring to lull her child to sleep. The room was quiet,
with only the occasional sound of traffic outside and the faint glow of streetlights.
My mind seemed to freeze. I didn't know how to break the silence. The standard room was small,
the two beds less than a meter apart. I could almost smell
the scent of this woman who was driving me crazy. The craving was suffocating me. This must be what they mean by "thinking on your own"?
I lay down on the edge of the bed and gently stretched out my toes to tentatively touch her thigh. She immediately
patted my thigh lightly with her hand, and I quickly pulled back in fright. However, she didn't react again. After a few minutes, I couldn't
resist and touched her buttocks, which were wrapped in a bath towel, with my toes. This time, she suddenly turned around, scaring me
half to death! I thought, "Oh no, I've made a complete fool of myself."
But then she said, "What are you doing? The baby isn't asleep yet!"
When I heard her say that, my heart almost jumped out of the window and landed on the ground. The subtext was that she could do whatever she wanted once the baby
was asleep . I restrained my lustful impulses and gave an apologetic
chuckle.
After she settled back into her original position, I quietly got out of bed and crouched down beside her. Her child seemed
to be mostly asleep, though not quite soundly. Not wanting to be too obvious, I tentatively and gently ran my
hand over her arm, moving downwards. This time she didn't resist, and I took the hint, continuing gently
down to her waist. She seemed ticklish and shifted slightly. I continued, my large hand landing on her
bottom. She let out a soft "hmm," which sounded to me like encouragement. I
gently stroked her buttocks with two fingers through the towel, rubbing back and forth. Her reaction was quite strong; she let out several "hmm" sounds.
Afraid of waking the baby, I stopped.
Now I could calm down. This swan that was practically in my grasp couldn't fly away. I lay back down to face the
impending storm!
Less than two minutes after I lay down, she suddenly sat up abruptly,
practically leaping at me, pinning me down. I didn't understand why she was suddenly acting so wildly! Was she
a gentle mother when her child was awake ? Or a crazy slut when her child was asleep? This thought only
flashed through my mind for a moment before I quickly transformed into a completely lustful animal, frantically
hugging her slender waist and responding with passionate kisses.
I said I loved her so much, that she smelled so good, a woman's unique fragrance. She didn't speak, but her small hands moved downwards towards me.
In the dragon's lair, my penis had been pressed against her belly for almost half an hour. She instinctively murmured, "Wow, it's so big
!"
Before I could react, her warm, moist lips had already roamed over my upper body, firmly yet
gently taking my throbbing penis into her mouth. I shuddered and involuntarily let out a cry. Who says
men don't moan in bed!
When a hot penis feels that comfortable, warm mouth, every man will moan
. Afraid of waking her, I suppressed my moan while feeling incredibly good, almost like I was ascending to heaven. I gently stroked
her cheek, feeling her oral skills; there really wasn't a single tooth.
She was like a child greedily eating ice cream, swallowing and spitting out my
penis, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, occasionally swallowing it all the way in, and sometimes using her warm, wet tongue to trace from the glans to
my testicles.
I groaned as I straightened up and whispered in her ear, "Thank you, baby, you're the best
woman I've ever met!"
She looked up and glanced at me gently. "Do you like it? I think you're so sunny and healthy, I can't help
myself!"
I was captivated by her gentle yet desireful gaze. I said, "Darling, let me make you feel good too!"
She obediently got up and lay down beside me. I kissed her from her ear to her neck, and only then did I have a chance to
admire her breasts. A woman who has had children is different; her breasts have an indescribable texture,
and her nipples are large. I took one in my mouth and swirled it around with my tongue, then took the other and gently circled it. She
seemed to be almost overwhelmed by my stimulation, just moaning softly. Those suppressed moans
made my brain rush with blood. I asked, "Do you like it?" She didn't speak, but just held my head and kissed
the top of my head wildly with her lips.
I've been with many women before, but I've never performed oral sex on them. I think women's private parts
are too dirty . Her crazy reaction stimulated me to make an exception. My tongue roamed downwards, all the way over her belly.
Damn, I just noticed that she had a decorative metal ring on her belly button. This little detail stimulated me even more
. I didn't expect you to be such a slutty woman. Just wait and see how I fuck you hard!
When I kissed her vulva, it was almost impossible to kiss there. There
was . I said, "Wow! Baby, you're releasing so much water pressure! Does it feel good?"
She said, "You're very good at flirting. You just stimulated me so much with your toes that I almost couldn't take it anymore."
I chuckled and gently sniffed the entrance. There was no odor. My oral skills are pretty good, I
just don't usually like to use them. I used the tip of my tongue to circle around, slowly sliding from the inside of her thighs to the depths of her vulva
, rubbing back and forth on her sensitive areas. I could feel her body trembling obviously. Was this an orgasm
?
She suddenly grabbed my arm, pulling me upwards, and whispered in my ear with an undeniable tone, "Give it to me,
baby, quick, I want it!"
I continued to tease her, "What do you want? Tell me, and I'll give it to you!" (A trick every man knows,
haha.)
She said without hesitation, "Your big cock, I want your big cock, I can't take it anymore!"
I thought that going too far with the stimulation wouldn't be good, so I brutally lifted her thighs, raised her buttocks, and with my hard penis needing
no guidance, I aimed at her wet opening and plunged in. The abundance of fluid made my penis slide in without any resistance
. I let out a moan. At that moment, I felt a sense of accomplishment, not the pleasure of sex. I had
only known this young woman for three days, and I had conquered her after just one meeting. Although I had had many similar victories before,
this time she was a mother with a child, and my sense of accomplishment was incomparable. Enough
with the small talk. I held one position and thrust in and out about 20 times. By this time, she wasn't holding back anymore, and
the noise was a bit scary. I told her to be quiet so as not to wake the baby. She responded vigorously, saying, "
It's okay, my son is asleep and won't wake up easily. Baby, fuck me, I want you!"
Because the bed wasn't very good quality, it kept creaking. I had been worried about waking the baby
, but after hearing her say that, I started to push harder. After less than 10 thrusts, I felt like I was about to ejaculate.
Don't laugh at me, it was just too exciting. I had been holding back all night, trying so hard, and finally I got to taste her flower. And
her child was right next to me. What an exhilarating experience!
I stopped my attack and said, "Let's change positions!" Using the time difference from changing positions to ease my urge to ejaculate, as
soon as I lay down, she instinctively turned her face towards me, straddled my waist, grabbed my penis, and tried to insert it into her
vagina . Ugh, I really couldn't stand this position. She bounced on top of me about ten times, and I felt I was about to
ejaculate, so I laid her down and thrust hard a few more times. Finally, millions of sperm spurted out, reaching
the deepest part of her uterus!
She just groaned loudly in pleasure. Her expression suggested she sensed I had ejaculated; her eyes held a hint of
dissatisfaction . I felt a little guilty. Only a few dozen thrusts? Had I already given up? Seeing that she hadn't quite
reached her climax yet, I gently hugged her, trying to reassure her: "Don't worry, darling, still not satisfied? I
was too excited today, my reaction was quick!" She just groaned softly, without saying a word, but her dissatisfaction made me
feel incredibly awkward.
Although I had ejaculated, my penis was still hard inside her. My personal habit is that my first time
isn't long, but the second time was surprisingly long.
Less than two minutes later, I held her and gently stroked her. My little brother was finally charged, and
she felt it too. She blew a fragrant breath into my ear, making my ear itch. This sensitivity stimulated me greatly
, like a power switch had been flipped, like Jason Statham in Cranky 2. I went
back into action, grabbing her large breasts with both hands, standing on tiptoe, and unleashing a barrage of blows. The crackling sounds of the impact
seemed to be trying to crush her. She thrashed left and right, like a playful child who had found the best toy.
She screamed wildly, truly the best moaning I had ever heard: "Darling, I love you so much,
fuck me hard, fuck me like a whore, quick..." (No embellishment, her exact words).
I stopped and lovingly asked her how it felt, "Does it hurt?" She was just moaning loudly,
a little frighteningly so, the neighbors could definitely hear her. A sense of pride welled up inside me (for a man, regardless of wealth or status, the most
important thing is to conquer the woman in his bed). I was afraid the baby would suddenly wake up, so I silenced her with my mouth.
I lifted her thighs and pressed them against her chest, making her buttocks slightly upturned. My large penis, still wet with
the semen from my first ejaculation and her own vaginal fluids, thrust in again.
We held this position for quite a while, but my knees started to hurt, so I suggested we change
positions . She softly hummed in agreement. I adjusted my position and lay down in the middle of the bed. This time, she straddled my
waist with her back to me, without any guidance from her hands. Her pert buttocks just sat down, almost breaking my penis, haha
! But this saved me a lot of effort. After her vulva completely enveloped my penis, she stopped moving up and down.
I guess she was tired too. She just kept turning her slender waist and rubbing her pert buttocks back and forth like a jade plate.
I held her hands, keeping her seated, and rubbed against her like this for a few minutes. Perhaps she wasn't quite satisfied
, because she started to gently suck and pull on my penis. I teasingly raised my hips and occasionally thrust hard against her
. Suddenly, she broke free of my hands, leaned forward, and pressed her hands against my calves. Like a wound-up toy, she
vigorously moved my penis up and down. I didn't know if I was having sex with her or she was having sex with me. Her passion and
initiative were like a cow. A woman in heat is truly terrifying!
I silently stared at her back for a few seconds, then sat up fiercely, pressed forward, pulled her legs towards me
, and lifted her buttocks into a doggy-style position. She let out a long, seductive moan, "
Ahhh !"
I roared, "I'm going to fuck you to death..."
She responded, "Baby, fuck me to death! Fuck me hard, say dirty words, the dirtier the better, curse me,
hurry, I'm almost there!"
I don't usually swear during sex, but if I had to, I would definitely say, "You filthy bitch, you
slut, I'm going to fuck you to death, you big slut!" I gripped her waist with both hands, thrusting my hips forward, and pounded dozens more times. The force
was so great positions became distorted. Eventually, she was lying face down on the bed, and I pressed tightly against her back. Because we'd been fucking
for so many rounds, we'd gotten into a rhythm, and my big cock was still inside her.
Maybe her clitoris was positioned a little further back! My sudden outburst had her on the verge of climax, and she
kept urging me to finish quickly. I was really exhausted, and I had given orders from my superiors, so I used all my strength to thrust dozens of times
in that position. With a muffled groan, I ejaculated again
, though not as much as the first time. She moaned and groaned intensely for a long time, until her whispers became
barely audible. After a spasm, she lay there motionless.
I rolled off her back, panting, and lay down beside her. At that moment, ah, it felt like
spring had arrived , and I felt completely refreshed. No wonder some people say that smooth sex can cure all ills; that's so true!
Although I was exhausted, my state of mind was surprisingly good!
After a few minutes, I calmed down a bit and played with her nipples, asking, "Was it good, baby?"
She said, "You made me feel a little sore down there, maybe it's swollen. I haven't had this much
pleasure ." She touched her genitals as she spoke.
I chuckled, "You're so charming, I can't control myself. I love you so much.
How's your husband?" (I think every man would ask this.)
She smiled sadly, "Don't mention him, he's definitely not as capable as you!" She
didn't shower afterwards, and the sheets were soaked. I comforted her with a few intimate words, and
before I knew it she was asleep. My personal habit is to have one good time, no need to be so serious. Having multiple
rounds is not only harmful to my health, but I also don't have the energy for it. I'd rather save my energy for the next decent woman!
Although I was exhausted, I still got up early the next day to go to work.
We chatted online many times afterward, and the topic of a threesome came up. She said if I had
someone I trusted, we could meet up, but unfortunately, she hadn't found a suitable opportunity. Apparently, her husband was quite strict with her
, so a threesome seemed out of the question. However, we did have a passionate video chat online later.
Years later, every time I think about that crazy night with her, I can't help but masturbate. This
real-life experience, like something out of an adult novel, truly makes me reflect!
Thank you to all the fellow wolves fighting on the front lines! Thank God, being a grateful person will surely
bring us many good fortune in return!

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