Running a red light by Qionghai Lake in Xichang

This beautiful woman is from Dechang, married and living in Panzhihua, where she works in cosmetics sales. We started chatting on QQ about 10 years ago, but we were just friends and didn't discuss sex much. During the Spring Festival of 2013, she went back to her parents' home in Dechang, but for some reason, she had to come to Xichang to meet her husband before taking the bus back to Panzhihua together. We agreed to use this opportunity to just get to know each other and visit Qionghai Lake together.
She took the bus from Dechang to Xichang, and I picked her up at the Laohaiting bus stop. I recognized her immediately because I had seen her picture before. She was about 1.6 meters tall, around 25 or 26 years old, wearing a loose-fitting tracksuit, and looked thinner than in the picture—quite attractive. Because the third phase of the wetland park had only recently been completed and still charged admission, there were very few people. So I told her, "You've already been to the first and second phases, they're not very interesting. I'll take you to see the newly built third phase." She didn't object and followed me. We chatted about our recent lives along the way. At first, we kept a considerable distance, since it wouldn't be good for acquaintances to see us, especially since she was married.
After buying tickets and entering the third phase of the wetland park, I gradually walked alongside her, trying to hold her hand and put my arm around her waist. She initially tried to pull away, but eventually let me. The third phase of the wetland park was surprisingly sparsely populated at that time, creating an opportunity for this experience. The vast park felt like our own private world. On an arched bridge over the water, I stood behind her, while she leaned against the railing, gazing at Lushan Mountain together. I gradually pulled her into my arms, resting my chin on her head, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. My arms wrapped around her waist from behind, holding her hands, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her fingers. My lower body pressed against her shapely buttocks; even through her loose sweatpants, I could feel her cleft. My erection began to rise. I spoke of the imaginings and longing I had felt while looking at her photos over the years. At that moment, I knew this would leave a beautiful memory.
Standing on the bridge, we couldn't move too much, so I held her and continued walking, our bodies growing increasingly close together. Upon reaching the reed marshes, we walked along the grass for about ten meters to the lake (here, "lake" refers to
the waterway). Not only was there no one around, but the reeds were also taller than a person, and the visitor walkway obscured our view. There were no boats on the water either—truly a perfect spot for a tryst! Because the ground was covered in various weeds and dry reeds, and many areas near the water were quite wet, we finally found a dry and stable spot to stand. We stood facing each other, embracing her, and looking at her delicate, upturned face, I said, "Thank you for miraculously appearing before me from my imagination!" Then we kissed, I held her buttocks tightly, and used my hard penis to thrust against her genitals through our pants. My hands reached under her clothes to caress her smooth back, then unhooked her bra, moving to the front, my palms caressing her breasts while my fingers played with her nipples. I thought it would be a simple meeting, so I wasn't prepared at all. I whispered in her ear, "It's a pity we don't have condoms." She groaned and said something I still remember vividly: "It's okay! I have an IUD." I already knew from our previous conversations that she only had her husband as a sexual partner, so I was quite comfortable with that. What was I waiting for?
I turned her around abruptly, pulling her sweatpants and underwear down to her knees. Her white, pert buttocks exuded an alluring fragrance. I couldn't wait to kiss her fair skin or admire her pubic hair; my penis was already rock hard, drooling with desire! She bent over, and I slightly bent my legs, adjusting our height, and thrust straight into her already wet opening! The moment I entered her was incredibly pleasurable. I'd been virgins for a long time, and this was a young, unprotected woman I hadn't planned on meeting. The warmth of her flesh enveloped my penis, and it felt so good. She let out a soft, drawn-out "Oh..."
Only then did I have the energy to look around. Finding it was safe, I focused on servicing this wonderful woman. Occasionally, I'd touch her breasts, sometimes thrust hard against her hips, sometimes have her turn her head for a deep kiss, sucking her tongue into my mouth, and jokingly saying, "I've entered you, so it's fair that I give you a chance to enter me, isn't it?" During the in-and-out process, I tried to keep quiet, but she made moaning sounds. I told her to be quiet, since it was broad daylight and people might be walking by. She said, "Yours is so thick and hard, it feels so good." After about ten minutes, I got tired, so we changed positions. When I pulled out, I noticed some blood on my penis, and more around there. I told her, and she said she had her period. Because of my deeply ingrained belief that sex is forbidden during menstruation, especially for a woman's health, I immediately lost all interest in continuing. I quickly took out some tissues to clean myself up, then watched her carefully wipe away the blood, put on her underwear and sweatpants, and then hugged her, asking if I was sorry for not knowing her period was coming. She said, "It's okay, I didn't expect it to come at this time."
Looking at this woman I had only met for less than an hour, I felt a sudden connection between us, and asked a rather silly question, "Didn't you say you wouldn't do it? Why did you do it with me?" She rolled her eyes at me, "You were so close, any woman would feel something when you touched her like that," and then added, "You have a reassuring and comforting quality about you," I didn't know if she was praising me or just making excuses for herself. Afterwards, neither of us wanted to explore anymore, so we went back the way we came out of the park and had lunch together at a local restaurant in Mianning near the old Haiting intersection. I put her on the bus to the city so she could meet her husband. This red-light jaywalking experience thus came to a satisfactory end.

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