My first experience of soaking

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I've been reading about everyone's experiences with dating mature women and I'm quite moved, so I'll share my own. Actually, I'm an introverted person with a lewd heart and a fake, serious exterior. In high school, I dated a few girlfriends, some cute, some with big breasts and curvy butts. Unfortunately, back then the internet was just emerging, and cell phones were just starting out. Communication between men and women was mostly through love letters, phone calls, and landlines. Occasionally, I'd go on QQ, but only leave messages. Plus, I was timid back then, only holding hands and hugging, so I missed the chance to lose my virginity. Most of my lonely and restless nights were spent with my five girlfriends. Even holding hands was something the girls initiated. Looking back, it's embarrassing. If it were now, I'd definitely fuck her until her ass was sore. Later, in college, I got a girlfriend with a slim waist and big butt, the class beauty, and I finally lost my virginity to her at a small hotel near the school. That's enough of the serious recollections. Now, let me tell you about my dating journey.

The first time I started dating a mature woman was in my second year of work. I had just broken up with my girlfriend, and she had been taken advantage of by someone else. The pain in my heart was immense, and a wicked thought kept surfacing. So I started dating mature women online. I had always enjoyed watching Japanese mature women, especially mother-son or sister-sister types, so I chose to date someone over 30 for my first time. I added a 31-year-old from a nearby city, let's call her Ruolan. She was at her most charming age, with fair skin, a beautiful face, long legs, a slim waist, and captivating, crescent-shaped eyes when she smiled. Her husband was abusive, and they were getting a divorce. She didn't have custody of the child, so she was seeking comfort online. I showered her with concern and we chatted until late every day. After a few days, I told her I liked her. After a few more days of chatting, she took a bus to my city to see me. Since she offered herself up, I naturally didn't hold back. The process was straightforward: I booked a high-end hotel, picked her up, took her out for a bite to eat, and then we went to a hotel to "rest." As soon as we entered the room, I hugged her tightly. She struggled a few times, but I pushed her onto the bed and kept kissing and caressing her. She kept struggling. Damn it, I'm not the innocent virgin I used to be. You let me come here and let me into the room? She wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. Without saying a word, she pulled down my pants and started groping me. It was my first time getting intimate with her, so I was a bit impatient. Looking back now, I realize I could have taken my time and let her take off her pants on her own. Anyway, the first time was very unpleasant, almost like rape. From pushing me onto the bed to penetration, she struggled repeatedly. She even pinched me hard. In the end, it took almost two hours before I finally penetrated her. At that moment, she covered her face and cried loudly. Later, I asked her if it was because it was her first time having sex with another man, and she was ashamed and nervous, so she resisted fiercely. Because I had used up a lot of my strength and energy in the beginning, the process was also rather hasty. I was focused on pursuing the pleasure of ejaculation, and I ejaculated in a few minutes. Then I rolled off and lay down next to her to rest. I was too lazy to comfort her and just let her cry silently. I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, it was already 11 p.m. When I opened my eyes, I found that she was not asleep. She was lying on top of me, staring at me with wide eyes. Her eyes were like she was interrogating a criminal. I was so scared that I thought she was going to report me for rape. I quickly hugged her and gently asked what was wrong. She said, "You don't just want to sleep with me, do you?" How could I admit that? I immediately coaxed her until she was happy and hugged me tightly. As the saying goes, a woman's vagina is the shortest passage to her heart. Once you open this passage, her heart is basically open to you as well. After our previous experience, she loosened up and, while we were kissing, she took the initiative to mount me, grasped my penis, and rubbed it against her vulva. Then she sat down fully, and wow, she was soaking wet. Then she braced her hands on my chest and began to move up and down rapidly, her buttocks slapping against my groin with a loud slapping sound. There was so much vaginal fluid that it even flowed down my thighs and onto the bed. Only after she let go and felt more open did I have the chance to slowly experience her. Her breasts weren't large, a B-cup, and her nipples were very dark, as she had given birth. But what was rare was that her nipples were very long and unique, about 3 centimeters long and as thick as chopsticks. When I sucked on them, she would tremble and moan. She liked to say sweet nothings during sex, asking if I liked to eat her nipples, then she would cup her breasts and keep pushing them into my mouth. I quickly responded, eliciting another round of moans from her. Even with just the missionary position, she changed positions several times, making me feel like I was the one being fucked, not the other way around. During this time, I looked at her vulva; it was really dark and ugly, her labia like chocolate. Her dark skin lacked any aesthetic appeal, and due to the natural birth, the sensation of being enveloped in her vagina wasn't strong; pleasure could only be achieved through vigorous thrusting. During sex, I had to focus on other things, like her long, straight, shapely, and fleshy legs with smooth, radiant skin, like Guan Xiaotong. Imagine it yourself. This session lasted a long time, about half an hour. I ejaculated while holding her buttocks, and she seemed very satisfied. She probably had one or two orgasms during the session, and afterwards, she kept kissing me. I knew I had conquered her. The next day, before she left, we did it again at the hotel, leaving her fully satisfied before I saw her off. After that, she would come about once a month, each time booking a two-day stay. Besides eating, she did nothing but have sex at the hotel, ejaculating and then sleeping. When she woke up, we would continue. I also bought her sexy lingerie, fishnet stockings, and open-crotch underwear. She was very interested and actively tried different positions. The sofa and bathroom were battlefields. Her favorite position was when she lay on the sofa, spreading her legs wide, and I would stand and thrust in like a tiger descending a mountain, thrusting deeply and frequently. She would be so overwhelmed with pleasure that she would moan loudly, "**You're so good, you're so deep and big, I want you to go faster, it feels so good, I love it when you fuck me like this!" I reckon the whole floor could hear us. At our craziest, we did it 7-8 times in two days. Towards the end, my dick was numb, and I couldn't ejaculate much. But whenever I saw her beautiful legs, I wanted to hug her and penetrate her. After seeing her off, my legs were weak when I walked. Looking back now, youth is wonderful. The only regret is that she was quite averse to oral sex and basically never kissed me there. I thought she would be my stable fuck buddy forever, but I slowly discovered that she actually wanted to marry me. Several times during sex, she took the initiative to ask me to take off the condom and ejaculate inside her, telling her she wanted to have my child. She became more and more dependent on me, calling me several times a day. I realized this wouldn't work; I couldn't hang myself on this tree right away. Besides, I was worried that with her desires, I would be drained in no time if I stayed with her. Her needs were too strong; three times a day was nothing to her. Damn it, at this rate, my rest days would only be when she had her period. So, I gritted my teeth, found an excuse to break up with her, stopped answering her calls and replying to her texts. Slowly, she gave up. I've rambled on so much; this is my first experience of getting a "familiar" partner. I'll talk about my later experiences when I have time.

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