A game, a dream

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People always have needs, especially female netizens whose husbands are often away from home; they crave a man's attention. And that was my chance to shine. I still remember the first female netizen I met. She was voluptuous and sexy, exuding the allure of a mature woman. That night in the hotel...
At 27, many men are already married with children, but I had never even held a girl's hand. Several girls I pursued either rejected me because I didn't own a house or a car, or because my job was unstable; they wouldn't date me unless I had a government job or a government position.
She was a housewife; her husband was often away on business, so she was almost always home alone. After meeting this female netizen online, I knew my opportunity had arrived, because I knew these kinds of women were often very lonely. At first, I didn't directly express my feelings, but instead tried to get closer to her. When the time was right, I completely let loose, flirting and making risqué jokes with her from time to time, and she didn't mind. Sometimes she was even more passionate than me, and we quickly became very close. While chatting with her, I discovered she had a fiery and straightforward personality, and her conversations often stirred up my fantasies.
I frequently texted this online friend, subtly hinting at meeting her. Perhaps she didn't understand, as she always pretended not to notice and dodged the question. I continued my offensive, occasionally implying in my messages that I was a tall, strong man and quite capable in bed. She didn't react after several attempts, but I didn't give up; instead, I became more persistent. Finally, perhaps unable to resist my persistent pleading, she agreed to meet me at a nearby restaurant one evening.
Before meeting, I carefully groomed myself. When I saw her at the restaurant, I was pleasantly surprised. She was slightly plump, with long hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a black skirt and a coat, and the occasional glimpses of her cleavage made me want to pull down her coat to see what lay beneath. It was clear she knew how to dress; she was so different from the stereotypical image of a haggard housewife I had imagined.
At the dinner table, I chatted with her to my heart's content. Perhaps it was from the online training I'd received recently, but I made her laugh heartily, her breasts heaving with every laugh. I almost had a nosebleed. Afterwards, we drank some red wine. By the time we left the restaurant, it was completely dark outside, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her steps were a little unsteady; she was already slightly drunk, clinging tightly to me. To be honest, my heart was pounding.
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but suddenly it started to rain. With a secret thrill, I pulled my online friend towards the hotel ahead. When we got to the entrance, I asked her if she wanted to rest for a bit, since we definitely couldn't go back in this heavy rain. She blushed, glanced at me, and then went inside. I knew this was her tacit agreement, and I was overjoyed, knowing that something was definitely going to happen tonight.
After booking the room and locking the door, seeing her wet body, I could no longer control my desire. I grabbed her and kissed her red lips. She only struggled symbolically before responding passionately, her breathing becoming rapid. My hands caressed her body, and soon most of her clothes were off, revealing her almost naked body in a fiery red deep-V lace bra, with a thong tied with thin straps barely covering her private area.
Faced with this beauty before me, I couldn't resist any longer. I lowered my head and passionately nibbled and licked her navel, my tongue moving from her sensitive skin to her breasts. Although I had absolutely no experience, I seemed to have this innate potential, teasing her until she gasped for breath, her soft moans like an aphrodisiac awakening every cell in my body.
She seemed to have been starved for a long time. I had barely rolled off her when she took the initiative, straddling me and skillfully teasing my sensitive spots…
We made love until very late that night, and I woke up the next day with aches all over my body, but she was gone. I tried to meet her twice more after that, but she refused both times. Although I was somewhat disappointed, I knew that's how things are online; people go to bed because they're lonely, without really developing feelings. It's a game, a dream; you can play it and let it go. Now I'm still searching online for the next female friend who can give me an extraordinary experience.

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