Perfect sex during travel.

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On my first day here, I read many stories from other friends. Some were quite well-written, while others... well, I didn't have any other experiences, just a chance encounter this summer that led to a warm, romantic, and passionate night. In June, I went to a seaside city to relax. I was wandering aimlessly along the beach, and when I got tired, I sat on the rocks watching the sea, feeling lazy. I watched couples holding hands, looking happy and carefree. Alone, I was playing on WeChat on my phone, checking who was nearby. Someone added me, and we started chatting. As we chatted, he asked where I was. I said I was at the beach. He said he was there too. I said, "Hold up your phone." Someone not far away raised their hand. I laughed. He kept holding it up, but I didn't respond, just chuckling to myself. When he got tired of holding it up, he asked, "Where are you?" I said, "I'm not far from you." He started looking for me, so I stopped talking to him and saw if he could find me. After a while, I saw him slowly walking towards me. I didn't say anything. He seemed a little embarrassed and came over to ask if I'd seen a puppy. I said one had just run past, and suggested I look for it there. He looked at me again and said, "Are you the person I'm looking for?" I glanced at him and said, "Hands up!" We both burst out laughing. It was a funny opening line, which immediately made us feel much closer and more relaxed. Then we chatted and looked at the sea together. He had a very professional camera and was quite skilled at photography, taking many pictures of me. This man was very considerate, knew how to create a good atmosphere, and was very humorous. We had lunch together and drank some beer, which was refreshing and comfortable. He asked where I planned to go in the afternoon and if I could continue to be his guide, as he had a car, which was convenient. I thought it was a good idea. He asked where I was staying and offered to take me back to my hotel to rest, saying he'd contact me again in the afternoon... I tried to take a nap at noon but couldn't fall asleep, I kept thinking about him. I was a little excited, maybe it was just the excitement. Soon his call came; he was waiting for me outside the hotel. I tidied myself up and went downstairs to see him. I had changed into a stylish tracksuit, the colors were so bright! I thought to myself, this older man actually knows how to dress. He had planned the afternoon's itinerary. We chatted and laughed the whole way, having a great time. At the top of the mountain, an elderly couple asked us to take their picture. After we finished, the kind old woman said she wanted to take ours too. We were a little embarrassed, but she told us to stand close, put our arms around each other, be affectionate. We laughed and did as she said. After the photo shoot, coming down the mountain was a bit difficult, and he reached out and took my hand, holding it tightly and never letting go… In the evening, we found a charming restaurant and chatted over drinks. Gradually, we drank a bit too much, and I asked him to take me back to my hotel. He agreed. When we arrived, he parked the car, and I said I could go up by myself, he didn't need to. He said it was fine, he'd get down after dropping me off. At the hotel, I was a little tired and dizzy, so I leaned against the bed. He said, "Go take a shower first, you've been running around all day, you're all sweaty. I'll leave once you've finished showering and resting." I felt a little embarrassed, looking at him. He said, "It's okay, don't worry, go ahead and shower, I'll watch TV." In the bathroom, as I showered, I kept thinking, what if he didn't leave? I was conflicted, not knowing what to do. When I came out of the shower, I saw him asleep against the bed. I stood there for a while, unsure whether to wake him or let him continue sleeping. He seemed tired from playing, and I couldn't bear to, so I let him sleep. I gently lay down on the other side and fell asleep too. I don't know how long I slept... For a long time, I felt a hand gently caressing my breasts, so light and gentle. I pretended to be half asleep and let him continue. He gently leaned closer, his hand gliding across my face, then placing it on my lips. He seemed to sense I was awake, as if my breathing quickened. He moved very close, so close I could feel his breath. He gently blew into my ear, a ticklish sensation. I slightly parted my lips and slowly opened my eyes, seeing him smiling tenderly at me. Unable to resist the temptation, I gently tilted my head back. He kissed me. He was a skilled kisser, warm and smooth. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, turning it into a passionate one, forcefully sucking my tongue into his mouth, as if trying to swallow me whole, making me suffocate. He cupped my breasts and sucked them into his mouth. Ah, it was so stimulating! I trembled, a little dazed, my breathing quickening. He used his tongue to tease my nipples, a ticklish, exhilarating feeling. His mouth gently caressed my body... His tongue moved back and forth, my nerves throbbing with each stroke. It reached my most sensitive spot, but he didn't move, just a centimeter away. He stopped, and I could feel his intense breathing. I longed for it so much, I wanted it so badly… Why wasn't he moving? I started to writhe, moaning. I lifted my buttocks and touched his lips. He suddenly took my penis into his mouth, and I gasped. He held it there for a full minute, then slowly released it. My breath caught in my throat for at least a minute. After he released it, he gently pressed his face against my breasts, feeling my heartbeat, and gently stroked my pubic hair. He whispered, "How does it feel?" I blushed and replied, "Yes." He kissed my lips, my earlobe, my neck, and whispered in my ear, "Do you want it?" I said yes. He said, "If you want it, grab him." I could already feel his penis hard. He said, "Wait a minute." I was getting impatient waiting for him to shower, but he was so calm and collected. Seeing him come out with his hair still wet, he looked so charming. He told me not to look at him with lustful eyes, and I laughed. He said he liked my smile, sweet and beautiful. He kissed my eyes, buried his wet head in my breasts, and continued downwards, kissing that mysterious, alluring sweet spot. His tongue skills were amazing… Perhaps it was the passion I had never experienced before, perhaps it was the romantic encounter I had never felt before… His gentleness, his thoughtfulness, his tenderness, the charm of a mature man—all were displayed in him, captivating me and letting me enjoy his lovemaking, completely exposed before him… Just when I couldn't control myself, he put his penis inside me. It was already incredibly wet, slippery, of the right thickness, very hard, and slightly upturned. It felt so good. He kept asking me, "Do you like this position?" He changed positions again and again, asking me how I felt. He was very interactive, and I cooperated well. We had so much fun. He seemed to have great control; he would stop moving or pull out and rest just before he was about to ejaculate, until I reached two orgasms before he finally ejaculated. We slept in each other's arms late at night. The next morning, full of energy, he pressed himself against me tenderly, letting me feel his strength. He seemed like a different person, no longer the considerate man of yesterday, but like a wild beast, a tiger, releasing himself freely. I experienced a man's primal animalistic nature; he was so powerful! I cooperated with him, riding on top of him. I felt more in control, able to do whatever I wanted. He penetrated very, very deeply, and I couldn't take it anymore. I kept adjusting my movements to better stimulate my sensitive spots. Soon, very soon, I felt it; all my attention was on that spot, and he... He felt my breathing and quickened his pace. I held him tightly, and he gripped my buttocks, thrusting up and down. I yelled that I was coming, that I was coming! He flipped me over and began thrusting rapidly and intensely. My orgasms were continuous, reaching their peak. I screamed, grabbing his hands. He said he was almost there too, and then it was all "baby, baby, I love you so much." Hearing his heavy breathing, I felt his penis deep inside me, and I knew he had ejaculated. We reached orgasm simultaneously—the most perfect sex ever. Even now, thinking about it makes me incredibly excited, my skin still wet. We spent three days together, and those three days allowed me to understand him better. He's an excellent man. On the third day, we didn't have sex, but we still went to several tourist attractions and visited historical sites. The details showed me that he's a good man. We were reluctant to part, promising to meet again in a few months. I'm looking forward to it... looking forward to it...

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