Encountering beauty

Encounter—the charm of the Chinese language lies in how a single word can evoke such a feeling. Knowing that my company would organize a trip to a provincial capital in Southwest China, I thought how wonderful it would be to have an encounter. I posted my itinerary in advance and also paid attention to information from netizens about the places I would be visiting. Soon, I met someone. We chatted very well, perhaps we had a tacit understanding, and soon we were talking about everything. We even exchanged photos. She was quite tall and had a very elegant appearance. I thought to myself, this is the first long-distance encounter I've been looking forward to.

I even joked beforehand that I had made a heavy decision. She thought I had changed my mind, which startled her. Feeling pleased with my little scheme, I boarded the high-speed train. After getting off the train, the tour guide suddenly told us that we wouldn't go to the hotel first, but instead visit a few attractions. But I had already made plans in advance. I reluctantly visited one attraction, but I couldn't stand it anymore and simply left the group early. I went straight to the hotel to check in. Because I'm not good at dealing with changes, I was quite anxious. I brushed my teeth and washed up beforehand. While waiting, my heart was pounding. I was worried that being so nervous would make me ejaculate too quickly, which would be embarrassing. I guess many people are like that; when nervous, it's easy to lose focus. The doorbell rang, and I opened the door. A tall, beautiful woman stood in front of the door. In an instant, all my worries vanished; she looked just like in the photos. And I noticed she seemed taller than me. Our nominal heights are actually the same, but even without shoes, she seemed a bit taller. I asked her to sit down, and we chatted casually. Then I invited her to take a bath together. She was a little shy and told me to go first. Fine, I could adjust the water temperature. After bathing for a while, she brushed her teeth next to me and then came in. She was incredibly fair-skinned, like dazzling ivory flesh. Not the slender figure common among Chinese women, but more like the Venus-like figure of Western women, with a healthy, full-bodied sexiness. I couldn't resist and immediately got an erection. I helped her wash, especially her genitals. I thought I might need a condom later, so I'd just use one to satisfy my urges first. Unexpectedly, she was very enthusiastic after I penetrated her. I asked her if her period was coming soon, and she promised I wouldn't need a condom. In the bathroom, I penetrated her first, then she gave me a handjob. It felt great! Back in bed, I remembered we had talked before, and she said she liked to take it slow. So I started by flirting with her. Kissing, her gentle lips were intoxicating. Kissing her nipples, I quickly got an erection, and she reacted strongly. I kissed her clitoris, and before I could even really kiss her, she urged me to enter. Of course, I didn't hold back and went straight in. Her wet vagina felt wonderful. At first, I wanted to take it slow, ease the tension, flirt a bit, kiss, and play with her breasts. But after only a few thrusts, she urged me to hurry. So, you really can't trust a woman's words. She said she wanted to take it slow, but before I could even get going, she was already impatient. Just then, I felt my initial tension had vanished, so I went for fifty quick thrusts. Watching her soft moans, I adjusted my position slightly, touching her clitoris with my hand, and began to slowly and deeply penetrate her. Then I changed to a rear-entry position, pulling her up so her buttocks faced me. I then noticed that her buttocks were very perky, not the flat type many women have, which was exactly what I liked. Penetration, first establishing the order. Her white and tender buttocks, her perky buttocks, were inviting me to slap those plump buttocks. I slapped her buttocks while penetrating, listening to the slapping sounds and her moans beneath me. Then I got off the bed and continued fucking. I originally wanted her to fuck me on the table, but I found the table was too high, and I even joked that I needed a small stool to fuck tall women. So I continued fucking her on the sofa. She had her back to me, her upper body straight, supposedly this position makes it easier to penetrate the clitoris, and then I thrust in. The rapid thrusts sent her to orgasm. I relaxed, sat down, and had her kneel down to kiss my penis. At this moment, I realized that she could actually do deep throat. I love deep throat the most. Watching her, beautiful and elegant, kneeling on the carpet with her buttocks raised high, earnestly kissing my weapon, a feeling of conquest welled up within me. But I didn't enjoy it for long before she couldn't hold back any longer and urged me to fuck her again. I had her go back to the bed, raise her long, slender legs high, and I stood on the floor and thrust in. Then I thrust in as fast as I could. Actually, it's easier for a man to exert force when standing on the floor; on the bed, it's soft and limp, and it's really hard to use all your strength when you're lying down. After two hundred quick thrusts, I kissed her lips and found that her tongue was already ice-cold—she had orgasmed. We continued thrusting for a few more minutes before going back to the bed. I checked the time; we had been fucking for fifty minutes. Then we used the woman-on-top position, a position I don't actually like because it's not proactive enough, and I tend to ejaculate easily in this position, but the beautiful lady had a request, and a man must satisfy it. As she slowly rubbed against me, she asked if I liked fucking her. Did I even need to ask? I answered her with a passionate, wet kiss, telling her that I just loved fucking this slutty bitch. Then we changed positions. She raised her legs high, and I, in a push-up position, suspended in the air, thrust in with all my might. As I thrust, I suddenly felt a warm flow through my testicles; I guessed she had released her precum. She definitely had an orgasm! Looking at the time, 70 minutes had passed. It was about time for dinner. I pulled out my weapon, invited her to wash up, and then we went downstairs to eat. After washing up, I realized I'd forgotten to make love in front of the large mirror in the room. I took a good look at her in front of the mirror. She was still so sensitive; even touching her nipples elicited a strong reaction. When I inserted my fingers into her vagina, it was already very wet—an invitation for me to enter. I looked at my erect weapon; the conditions were right, so I went for it. In the mirror, I could clearly see her ecstatic expression and the trembling of my pectoral muscles. Then we changed positions; she wanted to see my weapon going in and out in the mirror. I had her bend over with her hands down, her buttocks facing the mirror, and then I inserted my weapon. Making love in front of a mirror is like this: you can appreciate the expressions and movements during sex, and she can even strike a shy pose, adding a lot of fun. Then I had her kneel on the carpet, and I penetrated her from behind. After a short while, I felt a surge of pleasure, so I mustered all my strength and thrust forward. I felt she felt it too; her vagina contracted noticeably. And so, in extreme pleasure, I ejaculated. Looking at the clock, the actual time of sex added up to 90 minutes. She had four or five orgasms.
Afterwards, we quickly washed up and went to eat. Back at the hotel, after washing up, I asked her to give me oral sex. Then we lay on the bed chatting about everything under the sun. She talked about the men she'd been with, and I talked about the women I'd been with. As we talked, my penis got hard again, so what were we waiting for? We got going. This time, of course, it wasn't as powerful as the first time, so I won't go into details.
This was my first time meeting someone from out of town; it was a kind of serendipitous encounter. I found the right person, and it was incredibly passionate. Strangers, a man and a woman, came together through mutual trust. It felt like I was letting life take flight; it was truly a wonderful experience. The ancient saying, "A single encounter in the golden autumn breeze and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world," is truly not an exaggeration!

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