The last time entering a woman's body

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I've been a registered user on 69 for over a year, mostly lurking and reading other people's experiences. I feel 69 is a place where you can open up and share some private things, so today I'm feeling a bit impulsive and want to talk about myself.
Confucius said, "Food and sex are human nature." Sex is second only to eating in importance in life.
I've always believed that everyone's sexual desire is innate and cannot be changed by one's will. Among the people I know, some have lost all interest in sex at a young age, while others are still sexually active even in their later years. I guess I belong to the type who is old in years but young in spirit.
Huang Yongyu said he visited the Statue of Liberty. But he must have been over seventy years old then, right?
I'm 63 this year, and I've had sexual relations with no fewer than a dozen women. I can talk about these things later if I'm interested. But my sexual journey has been quite bumpy and tragic. Since I turned 40, I've rarely had sex, averaging only eight to ten times a year, and I've been perpetually sexually frustrated.
Let me start by talking about something that happened about a year ago.
My partner and I are the same age. Before we got married at 27, we had basically never had sex; our wedding night was our first time. Later, due to some complicated circumstances, my normal sex life at home basically stopped after I turned 40. After a few years of abstinence, I started paying attention to women outside. At that time, I was still in my prime, and with a bit of status, I did occasionally have women who took the initiative to throw themselves at me. However, these were all people I already knew from work and life, and our social circles overlapped, so I had to be careful and restrained, only daring to do it occasionally when I
was very sure of myself. This went on for about 10 years, and then I got really lonely, so I started looking for excitement online. I registered on a dating website to find lovers, hoping to find a one-night stand. During this period, I did have a few romantic encounters, and then I met this person. She had been divorced for more than a year and added me on QQ after seeing me on the dating website. She turned on video during our first chat. I was using an office computer at the time and didn't have a webcam. Seeing that she was young and beautiful, I felt I couldn't lie to her, so I told her directly that I was married and more than 20 years older than her, and we chatted casually. She probably thought I was quite civilized and interesting, and a few days later she insisted on meeting me. At the time, she ran a small shop and invited me to come over for a while; she just wanted to see me. I happened to be free at the time, so I drove over and chatted with her in her little shop until she closed, then took her home.
We chatted on QQ for a few more days, and she wanted to meet again. I was busy during the day and couldn't leave, so I went over for a while after work and then took her home again. This time, she invited me upstairs. Her daughter was in high school preparing for college entrance exams and would come home very late every day, so she was home alone. After chatting for a while, we started hugging, kissing, and touching. It was mostly her initiative; I was a little reserved and had some reservations, feeling like we weren't on the same level. But after kissing for a while, the reservations disappeared. My partner and I have hardly ever kissed, maybe just a quick lip kiss. This kind of wet kiss with our tongues intertwined and sucking was a first for me. After kissing for a while, we were both aroused, and we started touching each other, even taking off our clothes. Her breasts weren't big or firm, but they were soft and felt nice to touch. Her buttocks and thighs were particularly full and firm; she said she had practiced speed skating for a few years when she was young. Touching the grassy fields and the peach blossom spring, we were already flowing with desire. She also made my penis erect, and by then, desire had long since overridden reason, so we made love. We used the traditional position, continuous and steady movements, and I ejaculated in about 5 or 6 minutes. She also reached orgasm, saying with great satisfaction that she hadn't had such a comfortable orgasm in a long time.
After meeting her, we made love about once a month for a while. After all, there was no sex in my legal marriage, and with such a large age gap between us, it was a rare treat for me. At the time, I thought she was also lonely after her divorce, and we were finding some comfort together. Later, I discovered that her sex drive wasn't very strong, and she only accepted the traditional missionary position, refusing doggy style or oral sex. However, she could always reach orgasm. She said that although my penis wasn't thick, it was long and the glans was large, so it could always reach the deepest, most stimulating parts that others couldn't touch. I also slowly developed her, giving her an orgasm first with my hand after each hug, kiss, and caress, and later adding licking her to the clouds with my tongue. Her legs could spread very wide like a split, and I honed my hand and oral skills on her to perfection. As I got older, my physical strength naturally declined, and my stamina for penetration decreased. I felt that making the woman I liked experience intense pleasure was more enjoyable than releasing myself. When we actually made love, we used the traditional thrusting method. The first time I did it, I could only last 5 minutes. If I was in a good mood, I would rest for a while and then go for a second time, which lasted much longer. Sometimes, my penis would be dry from friction before I ejaculated, and we had to stop. Our favorite game was taking a bath together. We would cover ourselves in slippery bath gel and caress each other. When we were aroused, we would penetrate each
other. I also liked the 69 position, with her lying on top of me or squatting on my face, her tongue reaching deep into her vagina, although she didn't like giving me oral sex. We dated like this for 6 or 7 years, and over time, we naturally learned about each other's true identities. After she learned about my family situation, she probably felt that this situation wouldn't last long, so she said several times that if I got divorced, she would marry me and wait for me forever. She also tried to introduce me to her friends and best friends. In the first few years of our relationship, she would meet the boyfriends that others introduced her to, and she even dated some of them, telling me about them. Later, she stopped meeting them. I felt very uneasy about this. I didn't have the courage to divorce my husband and marry her despite societal pressure, and deep down, I still saw her primarily as a sexual partner. I couldn't give her the happiness she wanted, but I couldn't hinder her happiness either, so I intentionally reduced contact and tried to gradually fade away. I explicitly told her this several times, hoping she would meet potential life partners among her peers, but she just smiled faintly and remained noncommittal, only saying that she would never get married again.
After retiring, I took a part-time job and moved from Heilongjiang to Guangdong, only returning home two or three times a year. The Chaoshan region is a place rich in traditional customs, known for its virtuous wives and mothers, and the Chaoshan dialect is difficult to understand, so I felt lonely and isolated there, and my sexual desires had to be suppressed. Sometimes I would miss her terribly. But I still tried to control myself and contact her as little as possible. Every time she knew I was going back, she would always take time off to spend with me, have a meal together, and then find a bathhouse to have a private party for a few hours. These were the only times I had sexual release in the past two years. The
most recent time was last October when I went back to Heilongjiang for vacation. Knowing my schedule was packed for that gathering, she called well in advance to find out which day I was free, and she even took half a day off. However, that afternoon I had to drive to another district to run an errand and wouldn't be back until around 5 pm. I suggested we just have dinner together, and she agreed. By the time I got back, it was already dark. When I went to pick her up, she came out carrying her toiletries bag. Her mother saw me but didn't greet me, only telling her to come back early. Over the years, I've known her mother and daughter, so they probably know about our relationship. We went to the suburbs for hot pot, and by the time we finished, it was almost 9 pm. I said it was too late and I'd take her home. She insisted on taking a shower, so we went to our usual bathhouse. By the time we got to our private room, it was already 10 pm. I said we should rest for a bit before leaving, but she laughed and started taking off her clothes, then started taking off mine. I said I'd forgotten to buy condoms and shouldn't take the risk, but she said her period had just ended and it was a safe period. I said it had been too long since we'd done it, and I might not be able to perform anymore, so she laughed and started touching me with her hands. After a few touches, my penis became rock hard and erect. She laughed and lay down, pulling me onto her. At this point, there was no point in refusing. I didn't do any foreplay and went straight in, immediately thrusting in with a whirlwind of passion. I thought to myself, "I haven't released in over half a year. At this rate, I'll definitely ejaculate in a minute. If she doesn't have pleasure, she won't want me anymore." But to my surprise, I didn't ejaculate for a long time. The harder I thrust, the harder it got, and she started screaming and shouting in ecstasy. Every time she was about to climax, she would scream so loudly that she would call my name. I was terrified and quickly kissed her lips, slowing down my movements. She still reached climax, and after lying there for a while, she slowly woke up and said, "You went in too deep. You might have gone into my cervix.
" This year, I went back to my hometown three times—in May, July, and October—but I made excuses to avoid being intimate with her each time. During the October visit, we had dinner together, and I accompanied her shopping. I bought her a bag for 700 yuan, and then made an excuse to take her home.
People say every woman is a book, and sometimes I think I haven't truly understood any of them. But I cherish them all. I feel a lingering longing for every woman I've ever been with, even those I've only had deep conversations with on QQ. A while ago, a friend on QQ, with whom I had a pretty good chat, briefly heard about her situation and said that a 40-year-old woman's chances of remarrying are slim. Perhaps I should continue to comfort and soothe her; fading out wouldn't really be good for her?
That time I had sex over a year ago was probably me. Although the process was very simple, it keeps resurfacing in my mind; I even clearly remember the warm, smooth, enveloping feeling, and the relieved tremor in my lower back during ejaculation. After a year of abstinence, my desires have definitely diminished. When I feel the urge, I browse 69, or look at porn, erotic pictures, or read erotic texts, and chat with online friends who are open to teasing. Sometimes I think that even if I had a real-life romantic encounter now, I'd probably prefer to bring the other person to orgasm through oral sex, rather than really looking forward to the mechanical act of penetration.
This is probably the state I should be in at my age.

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