A Woman's Account

I'm a woman with a very high sex drive, and for a long time I felt ashamed about it. Even after marriage, I was too embarrassed to initiate sex with my husband, afraid he'd call me promiscuous. I would masturbate privately. Later, I discovered my husband was having an affair, and I was so angry that I divorced him. Looking back now, it seems like an overreaction, but I was furious at the time. After the divorce, life was alright. I'm rather introverted, with little social activity, and my life was rather uneventful. The most enjoyable thing about my day was probably masturbating before bed. Accompanied by sexual fantasies, I could quickly reach orgasm. Although I could satisfy myself, it wasn't quite enough. I met several men I liked in real life and online, but due to my personality, I always reluctantly refused whenever they asked me to take things further. Then I met Xiaojing. He was once one of my clients, in his thirties, very mature and humorous. I felt a sense of warmth from the first time we met. He also seemed attracted to me. Later, he told me that it was my fair skin and full buttocks that attracted him—haha, what a scoundrel!

My friendship with Xiaojing quickly progressed to our bedroom activities. He was such a good lover, both romantic and sexually stimulating. I never knew sex could bring me such pleasure. You could say he opened up my sexual paradise. Six months later, I became a full-fledged "slut." This was the result of his encouragement; he taught me that being a "slut" wasn't bad at all, but rather something a woman could be proud of. Yes, being "slutty" brings joy to oneself and one's lover, and it doesn't harm anyone else, so why not? We maintained our friendship and often met up to make love. When we couldn't see each other for a long time, reminiscing about the happy times we spent together was my greatest joy. There are too many to recount, so I'll just pick a few snippets to share for my own amusement.

During intense masturbation, I noticed that the intensity of orgasms varied, but they were generally similar. But Xiaojing's orgasm completely overturned my concept. I remember it was a weekend night; we were both in a good mood. We made love once, then took a shower and watched porn together in each other's arms. Of course, I got wet very quickly, and I teased him, but he acted cool. I gave him oral sex, and after a while he groaned in pleasure, which was my proudest moment. But after all that effort, he was still enjoying himself and didn't seem interested in having sex with me, so I had to take the initiative and force myself on him. He laughed and said, "You little slut, don't worry, I'll treat you well tonight." He gave me a wicked look. I took it as flirting and ignored him, sitting on him and putting my penis in a lotus position, stroking it. It felt good, but the position wasn't very intense, not quite satisfying. I begged him to fuck me, and after I uttered a few lewd words, he finally got up, pulled me to the edge of the bed, and I spread my legs wide, lifting me high. He squeezed and pounded my fully exposed, wet pussy. It felt great. Then he thrust in all the way in, holding my buttocks with both hands, and began to fuck me violently. The slapping sounds of our bodies mingled with my screams, and the world was filled with pleasure. A few minutes later, I felt a current flow from my genitals upwards. I knew my orgasm was about to begin. My cries rose eight octaves, shouting, "Darling, harder, I'm coming..." But he slowed down, leaning over me and gently caressing my breasts, kissing me. His lower body, however, slowly stopped. I was so anxious! I knew he hadn't ejaculated, so I urged him on. He didn't move, so I tried to move my hips, but I lacked the strength. He didn't pull out, but stopped moving, picking me up and sitting me on the sofa. He kissed my ears and cheeks, murmuring sweet nothings. Though I was unsatisfied, I could only chat with him. After a while, the excitement subsided. Just as I was about to get up to clean up, he "went wild" again, flipping me onto the sofa and fucking me from behind. When he fucked me from behind, he was incredibly forceful, saying his buttocks were thick and he wasn't afraid of hurting me :). Soon I couldn't take it anymore, my hips twisting and shoving backwards, fighting back against him. As he worked, he would occasionally slap my buttocks. Ah, I loved it! The harder he slapped, the more I enjoyed it; I guess I have a bit of a masochistic streak. But just as I was about to climax, he slowed down and finally stopped, leaving me suspended in mid-air again. I got angry and said, "What's wrong with you?! Are you deliberately torturing me?" He grinned mischievously and said, "You don't understand, this is called quenching. You have a lot of potential; you won't come out without quenching." I ignored him, turned around, and went into the bathroom to clean up. He followed me in, smiling apologetically, kissing and touching me. "I'm sorry, my little slut, I didn't satisfy you; I have to make it up to you." I asked, "How can I make it up to you?" He said, "How about I give you oral sex?" I laughed and said, "Who cares!" He carried me back to the bedroom and placed me on the edge of the bed, still in a wide-legged position. He knelt on the floor below, his mouth pressed against my genitals, licking them intensely. His oral sex was incredibly skilled; he knew exactly where I was sensitive. Soon, I felt a surge of pleasure within me. Wow, I'd never felt anything like it before. I couldn't describe it, but it felt like all my sensations were concentrated in my vagina, leaving the rest of my body feeling empty, and my vagina was incredibly sensitive. Afraid he was about to "cool me down," I tried to suppress my moans, but he sensed it anyway; my vagina had probably given itself away. He stopped and started kissing my abdomen and breasts. I felt so wronged, almost crying. He got into bed and held me, talking about unrelated things until I calmed down. He pushed me to the brink of orgasm several times, then withdrew. (How could he hold back!) It was probably midnight by then. I said I was tired and wanted to sleep. He pointed to his erection and said he wouldn't allow it. Then he rubbed my vagina with his hands and sucked on my nipples. Slowly, my vagina became wet again. He started to fuck me slowly and deliberately, occasionally making me change positions so I wouldn't get tired. My emotions surged again. He made me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high. He held my buttocks with both hands and began to pound on them quickly and hard. I was afraid he would give up halfway, so I didn't dare to make a sound. He didn't say anything, but just varied the speed and intensity, fucking me relentlessly, occasionally bending down to rub my clitoris and breasts. I felt a terrible tide slowly swelling inside me, surging straight to my brain from my vagina. He fucked faster and harder, holding me with one hand and slapping my buttocks with the other. I couldn't help but shout, "Darling, please! Don't stop, I beg you!" The torrent erupted unstoppably. I had never felt so strongly before, and I was even a little scared. I was afraid I couldn't bear it. But I couldn't stop, not even if I died! Nothing else in the world existed at that moment. I had only one thought: I can't stop! I screamed hoarsely: "Baby, Daddy, don't stop! Fuck me to death! I beg you! Fuck...fuck me!" This time he

didn't stop, but instead thrust wildly. Suddenly, I felt

a

strong electric current strike me, my body was out of my control, trembling involuntarily, the muscles of my vagina, anus, and entire genital area were convulsing, the immense pleasure threw me to the heavens, I was screaming inside, but no sound came out, my eyes were wide open but I couldn't see anything, hot tears were streaming down my face, mixing with saliva at my mouth. I don't know how long this orgasm lasted before I slowly regained consciousness. At this moment, I was lying in his arms. He gently kissed me, "You're so beautiful," these were the first words I heard after the orgasm.

Xiaojing didn't get to deflower me, but he did get to "bloom" with me. In other words, he was the one who gave me my first time. He really liked masturbation; in fact, we masturbated every time we made love afterward, sometimes even more often than before. He called my anus "round B," and once joked that a vertical penis was for playing with, while a round one was for fucking. Our first time happened very naturally. He inserted his penis from behind, gently massaging my anus as he did so; it was very gentle, and I didn't feel any discomfort. Then, he dipped his finger in his semen and tried to probe inside. I stopped him, mainly because I was afraid he'd get something dirty on it. It would be embarrassing. Later, when he got really excited, he didn't care anymore, and he went further, wanting to insert it from behind. I was really into it, so I agreed to try. I was still a little scared, having heard it would hurt a lot. But because I was excited, I didn't care about the pain. He applied a lot of lubricant, put on a condom, and had me raise my buttocks before trying to insert it. Because I was nervous, I failed several times. He was very patient, stroking my buttocks while praising how sexy they were, how white and full they were, and how slender my waist was. From behind, the sight alone was enough to make one's blood boil… I found it all very appealing and gradually relaxed. He first inserted one finger, letting me experience how to move it in and out. Once I was comfortable, he aligned it with his other hand. He held me with one hand and tried to spread my buttocks wider with the other. I lay face down on the bed, freeing both hands to spread my buttocks as wide as possible. At this point, my anus was completely exposed, and I felt his glans pressing against me. After adjusting the angle, he began to penetrate. His wasn't very long, but the glans was large, and I clearly felt the pressure in my anus. At the slightest discomfort, he stopped. He tried again, and soon his glans was fully inside. He sighed and said, "The big head is in! How is it? Are you alright?" Aside from some swelling, I didn't feel much pain. I told him it was fine, and to keep going. He held my waist and slowly pushed in, until finally, my buttocks were against his lower abdomen, and he was fully inside! We both stopped moving, quietly savoring the feeling, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He lay on my back, his hands kneading my breasts. After a while, I couldn't take it anymore and laughed, saying, "Are you trying to crush me?" He then stood up, stroking my buttocks, and exclaimed, "So beautiful! This snow-white buttock, and I'm inside her!" Then he started thrusting, slowly, but still quickly ejaculated. He laughed, "A round pussy is definitely better than a vertical one." Although I didn't orgasm, the feeling was different, very exciting. There was no pain as rumored, very bearable. From then on, masturbation became a regular part of our sex life. With better coordination, it greatly enriched our sex life. :) He said that the stimulation of masturbation is mostly psychological and visual, watching himself squeeze into that little anus, the feeling is indescribable. I said, "You're the only one enjoying it, I'm facing the sheets with my back to the sky, what visual experience is there!" I was just joking, but I didn't expect him to take it to heart. The next time he came, he specially brought a video camera. After I lay down, he found the right angle, connected the TV, and placed it on the bedside table. Ha! My own backyard was laid bare before me. I'd never observed my genitals so closely and clearly before. My labia majora were swollen and bulging, and because I was kneeling, my vulva was parted, and the vaginal fluid seeping from the opening was clearly visible. Then I looked at my anus—it was completely sealed, perfectly closed. I couldn't imagine how something so big could fit inside. Then a finger came closer; he was applying oil to my anus, inside and out, with practiced ease. While he was doing it, he gave me an anatomy lesson: "Look at these two holes, they're actually only separated by a layer of skin..." His large glans came into view; it looked especially big on the TV, and I was a little scared. He reassured me as he began to insert it. The glans pressed against my anus, looking completely disproportionate. My poor little anus... When I felt a tightness in my anus, the head of his penis was already halfway inside. With another push, it slid in smoothly—it was unbelievable! Seeing my anus, which had been perfectly closed just moments before, being forcibly pried open was incredibly stimulating! When he was fully inside, I even felt a real pleasure, a different kind of pleasure than when I was doing it with my front. That night, my orgasm came during anal sex. Although he was also stimulating my clitoris and breasts at the same time, it definitely came during anal sex—a different feeling, but the same pleasure.

Making love with Xiaojing is never boring; he's never the type to just have sex right away, ejaculate, and then go to sleep. He has a very rich imagination when it comes to sex. Sometimes it's too rich, constantly coming up with new and exciting ways to tease me. :) However, later on, my creativity was no less than his. I often thought of new ways to play and waited to try them out when I saw him.

I mentioned his famous saying earlier: "The vagina is for playing with, the anus is for fucking." Actually, he plays with everything, even prioritizing play over fucking. We've accumulated a lot of sex toys, all kinds—we could open a shop! :) I usually like to give him oral sex first. I find oral sex erotic and enjoy it, listening to him moan in pleasure. When he's hard, I get wet. Then he usually starts "torturing" me. I mostly like to lie on a recliner at home, legs spread and resting on the armrests, my vulva spread out in front of him. There are some sex toys around, and he plays with them patiently, like tending to flowers. I often joke that he's a diligent gardener. I have a habit of shaving my pubic hair, and he likes my pubic area to be clean. If he finds any stubble, he'll shave it off for me. Besides oral sex, he also uses a special small, palm-sized rubber pad to gently pat my vulva, which feels very comfortable. Then he'll let me try out various types, and he often does some research. For example, he'll insert a dildo into my anus and then use his hand to "meet" the dildo in my vagina and anus, asking me how it feels. Sometimes he likes to find the G-spot, putting one hand inside my vagina and the other on my lower abdomen, touching and stimulating it, often bringing me to orgasm. He thinks he's found the G-spot, but it seems to be different every time. His technique is always very precise and gentle. Although he does all sorts of things, he rarely makes me uncomfortable; most of the time it's very comfortable. If I orgasm, he'll let me rest for a while, chat with me, and then have sex with me again. When he wants to do anal sex, he usually blocks the front first. He wraps a banana in a condom and inserts it into my vagina, then wipes the vaginal fluid with a towel, seals the vulva with medical tape (to prevent it from slipping out), then lubricates the anus. He pats my buttocks, and I know everything is ready. I roll over and kneel down, and he slips into my anus. After doing it so many times, my anus is already very flexible. As long as there's enough lubrication, it's just as smooth as the front. And the contraction force of the anus is much stronger than that of the vagina. If I exert any force, he'll moan. But he's also developed his own technique; he's reluctant to give up easily and has some strength. He'd change positions sometimes, making me lie down (poor me!), and he'd do it from the front, from behind. But during the final climax, we both preferred to switch to doggy style, which allowed for deeper penetration and more forceful thrusting. I especially loved his slapping of my buttocks—the slapping sounds, the crisp slapping, the pain in my buttocks, the pleasure of my anus pulling at my vagina and clitoris—it was indescribable! Afterwards, that "door" of my anus was always mushy. Of course, with him thrusting through it and me squeezing during orgasms, how could it not be mushy? :) Here, I want to clarify a misconception: some people say that frequent masturbation will cause the anus to lose its grip and lead to fecal incontinence—that's complete nonsense. The anal sphincter is very elastic; unless it's as thick as an arm, it won't tear. With sufficient lubrication, it's actually a good workout. I feel my anal sphincter's contraction strength has increased. We've actually researched and experimented with this. I've seen porn where foreign women's anuses are stretched so wide—it's terrifying. Out of sexual curiosity, I wanted to see how wide I could open, and he, of course, supported me. He patiently used a fake penis, gradually enlarging it until I felt I'd reached my limit. He handed me a mirror so I could observe for myself—oh my god, I couldn't believe my eyes! It was huge! It almost completely covered the vaginal opening. He wouldn't miss such a lewd scene and immediately took close-up photos. After pulling it out, a large round hole was indeed left, and we took a commemorative photo. :) However, the hole quickly contracted, and with some anal contractions, it quickly returned to its original state. However, if it's not pulled out during orgasm, the anus will "fix" for a while. This is because during orgasm, the anal sphincter contracts strongly, holding it in place and thus fixing its shape. After pulling it out, the anus remains a small round hole, and when trying to contract the anus, it doesn't obey (it freezes), remaining open for quite a while. But if, through other stimulation, another orgasm occurs, there's no obstruction in the anus, and the orgasmic contractions will automatically tighten it. We often go through this routine, which he jokingly calls "fucking me through the blooming and withering of flowers" :). Usually when we're together, it's at least one blooming and withering. Sometimes, when we're in a good mood, two blooming and withering in one night is common. And so far, my backdoor is still fine, it even seems to be getting stronger :).

Once, he sprained his ankle playing ball and couldn't move around easily, so he had to let me arrange things. I came up with a plan, which we later called "Secretly Hitting the Golden Branch." I had him sit on a recliner, and I inserted a vibrating egg into my vagina, then sat facing him, inserting his penis into my anus. We sat embracing, face to face, breasts to chest, vulva to lower abdomen, and his penis to my anus, so tender and sweet. We remained motionless like that, whispering sweet nothings and lewd words: "My darling, does it feel good? Fuck me, mmm~ mmm, fuck me, fuck my little asshole." He quickly couldn't take it anymore and started to get aroused, throbbing. I would squeeze hard to respond, but he couldn't move much, feeling frustrated. Seeing his anxious look made me very happy; it was time for me to teach him a lesson. :) But later, I couldn't hold back either. I turned on the vibrating egg's pull switch, starting slowly. The vibrating egg vibrated gently inside my vagina, and my little brother next door immediately felt the stimulation, groaning. The vibrator gradually increased in speed and intensity, and we both cried out. On the surface, we were just holding each other, but inside, a turbulent surging was taking place. The vibrator was wreaking havoc in my vagina, vibrating directly against the head of my penis deep inside my anus. He couldn't take it; his face contorted, and he clung tightly to me. I felt like I was ascending to heaven, my arms gripping him tightly, desperately rubbing my vulva against his pubic bone, trying to pull him deeper into my anus. When the vibrator reached its highest speed, we both went into overdrive almost simultaneously. The vibrator bounced wildly inside my vagina and ejaculated in my anus, our vaginas and anuses convulsing… I rolled my eyes back, unable to move. His orgasm subsided faster; he pried the switch from my hand and turned off the vibrator. Afterward, we collapsed onto the recliner like rag dolls and slowly drifted off to sleep…

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