For the fourth time, my husband found me a muscular IT guy.

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(This time it's dn from 69) A few days after the last one, my husband arranged to meet a single man from a neighboring city, but the man stood me up twice and my husband deleted him on WeChat (my husband said if you don't sleep with a guy, you'll be damned). I originally wanted to meet an IT guy next time because I wasn't interested at first, mainly because I felt I was still young and thought only older women would like the muscular type! With my husband's encouragement, I decided to give it a try and met up with this IT dn! My husband showed me their chat history. This dn was very proactive. Even though the day of the meeting was a bit tight, she managed to arrange everything properly. It was clear that dn took our date very seriously!

August was almost over, and my husband had me book movie tickets. We would watch the movie and then meet up with dn for dinner. It wasn't the weekend, so there were very few people in the movie theater, which suited my husband perfectly. The movie started, and the lights went out. I vaguely felt my husband's hand on my thigh. I smiled slightly at him, and he continued to slip his hand under my skirt, stroking my genitals through my underwear. Soon my underwear was wet. My husband said, "You little slut, why are you so wet? Are you thinking about being with other men tonight?" I whispered, "No, it's not like that. With you touching me like that, how could I not be wet?" I slipped my hand between my husband's legs and felt his penis; he was hard too. I then gave him a little rub. And so, in the darkness, we caressed and kissed each other, nothing too intense, just some foreplay.

The movie ended! DN had arrived in Guangzhou, so we drove to the agreed-upon restaurant. A single man waved to us from a distance. This DN was quite young, 186cm/26kg, really tall, a sunny and handsome young man. I sat between them. This guy wasn't as experienced as the previous one; he sounded like a little brother as soon as he spoke. We were eating Cantonese food, and since he was from out of town, I, a native of Guangzhou, ordered. I asked him if he ate chicken. He vaguely said he ate this kind of chicken but not that kind! I didn't really understand at the time, but later I secretly asked my husband, and he told me the two kinds of chicken were different! Then it dawned on me.

After a brief introduction, we drove to the hotel. He and I sat in the back, and my husband drove. We talked a lot in the car, mostly about his past sexual experiences. He tried to hold my hand in the car, but I pulled away, and he didn't dare to try again! I thought to myself, "He's so cowardly! If you do it a few more times, I'll give in." Although I've had a few threesomes, I still had the reserve of a married woman (maybe men like more proactive women???). When we arrived at the hotel, I followed behind him. His clothes weren't very tight, but you could see his really sexy physique.

After entering the room, we each took a shower. I, with my full breasts and slender waist, wearing a white lace bra and panties, lay on the bed waiting. Then DN (186cm, healthy complexion, strong but not bulky, firm muscles, and a shapely figure) walked to the bedside. Unable to control his desire, he pressed himself against me, cradling the back of my head with one hand and passionately kissing my pink lips. I felt his stubble prickly as his hands roamed over my body, touching my breasts and stroking my thighs. My nipples were already fully erect from his touch, and his fingers sending shivers down my spine. I arched my backside, wriggling and shaking my head desperately. His panties pressed against my genitals, stroking them. Being a very sensitive woman, my panties would sometimes be soaked just from walking; his touch only intensified this, with my juices overflowing from them. I struggled desperately, but couldn't break free. He pressed harder, kneading my breasts and trying to pull off my panties to explore my most mysterious forest. His body slowly moved down on me, and he suddenly took my clitoris into his mouth, his tongue gently swirling around my labia, sucking away all the fluid I had leaked. He explored the depths of my body with his fingers. My eyes were glazed, my face flushed, and I was aroused by his teasing.

He continued, "Miss, do you want to taste my big dick?" He pressed my head down to suck his dick, and I used my slender hands to stroke it up and down. He earnestly enjoyed the tenderness a woman was giving him! In a moment, he said, "Sister, let your brother's big dick serve you." He slowly thrust his lower body into mine, and I felt a surge of heat being forced out by his big dick. The overflowing fluid soaked his pubic hair. He forcefully shoved his penis into my vagina and began to thrust vigorously. At this moment, I was already immersed in this lewd pleasure and couldn't help but let out soft moans. The hard, hot penis was thrusting in and out of my vagina like a piston. Hearing my lewd moans, he seemed to be injected with an aphrodisiac, thrusting into my vagina even faster and harder, each thrust hitting me directly, making my body weak, my cheeks flushed, my tempting little mouth opening and closing incessantly as I gasped for breath and cried out in lewdness.

After various positions, DN was probably too hot or tired, so he went to the bathroom a few times and rested on a large chair in the room. I changed into a fishnet bodysuit to tease him. His limp penis swelled in my mouth, and I felt his energy returning. I couldn't wait to grab his penis and push it into my vagina. At this moment, my husband hurriedly reminded me: "Where's the condom? Why are you going in without a condom?!" I realized that DN and I were both too hasty and forgot for a moment. (DN probably did it on purpose; he didn't want to wear a condom.) Then I sat on him, rocking up and down. In the instant I writhed, I orgasmed. He continued to carry me to the bed and played with me in various ways. He liked that I had painted my toenails a bright red. I rubbed my legs against him, which aroused his desire again. He led me to the bathroom. He wanted to have sex with me in the bathroom, but he was too tall. I knew we couldn't do it standing up, so we just entwined in the shower for a while. My husband watched me being played with by another man inside through the glass. Because the single man couldn't ejaculate while wearing a condom, he seemed quite uncomfortable. Although he eventually ejaculated, he didn't seem satisfied! His hot semen was all over me! My husband felt I wasn't satisfied this time, and since he didn't ejaculate either, we had sex again when he got home that night.

Although this time it felt okay, there was still a feeling of unsatisfaction. Maybe I think this guy prefers the woman to do more for him, and likes women to be proactive, like the mature, older woman type! He teased him (he wasn't satisfied, and neither was I). I prefer the man to be proactive, more aggressive, more assertive, and I'm willing to submit to him. I'm willing to cooperate however he wants. (I like it when the man flirts with me, not the other way around.) The man should have his own ideas in bed and be able to lead and change positions! I don't like being the older sister leading the younger brother; I like the feeling of the older brother leading the younger sister! I'm not the mature, older woman type, so please don't add me if you like mature, older women!

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