Hooking up with respectable mature female teachers

I met this mature female teacher online. We met in a chat room and later became friends on WeChat. I asked her out a few times, acting all high and mighty. In June, I ran out of resources, so I intensified my efforts. Finally, on June 27th, I managed to arouse this 43-year-old teacher, and she took the initiative to invite me to meet. However, she hesitated about going to a hotel. After much persuasion and capitalizing on her fear of being seen by acquaintances in public, we finally agreed to meet on the 29th.

Since this was my first time hooking up with a woman (I had previously only met prostitutes or part-time workers), I was very excited and looking forward to it. The teacher was working that day, so she told me she wouldn't be out until noon. We agreed to meet at 12 noon outside the Shangdi subway station. For convenience, I booked a hotel near the Shangdi subway station, bought a box of three condoms, and on Sunday morning, I made up an excuse to my wife that I had to work overtime, and drove to the hotel early to book the room. When booking the room, I hesitated between the 88 yuan hourly room for 4 hours and the 188 yuan room, but thinking that it was a rare opportunity to meet a good woman, and I might end up having sex with her a few times, I decided not to be so anxious about saving 100 yuan. After booking the room, I drove to the subway station to check out the area, parked the car, and went to McDonald's to buy a burger and fries for my "ideal lunch," waiting for the mature woman's message. While waiting, I was incredibly aroused, imagining the scene of pinning her down, and I was extremely excited.

Finally, at 10 o'clock, the mature woman sent a message saying that she had handed over her school matters to another teacher and could leave an hour early. I was secretly pleased; it seemed she was also too horny to control herself. We told each other what we were wearing (after all, we had never met before, and the photos we exchanged were all close-ups), both of us eagerly anticipating the wonderful moment of meeting. Seeing that it was almost time, I went to the subway entrance and stood in my spot. At this moment, a woman wearing a skirt and sunglasses waved at me. Wow, she was of average height, but her face was dark, and she had a large bust—clearly the figure of a middle-aged woman. Although I was annoyed at the time, I had already put in so much effort, so I figured I'd deal with it at the hotel. The woman seemed a little nervous on the way, so I naturally kept quiet. She had an ordinary face, dark, not smooth skin, and her arms were thicker than mine—definitely tall and strong. Once in the room, I boiled water and brought her some food. She seemed quite satisfied with me, and her emotions gradually calmed down; she started chatting with me naturally. I remained calm on the surface, but internally I was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Looking at the flabby flesh on her lower abdomen as she sat down, whether to go for it or not became my biggest decision. An hour passed, and the woman changed from sitting to lying on the bed, clearly ready to be fucked. I went to the bathroom, but lust finally overcame reason. I returned to the room, grabbed her, and started kissing her. She must have been looking forward to this, responding passionately with soft moans. I kissed and touched her; her breasts were indeed huge. I slowly undressed and tied her belt, revealing her naked before me. Damn, she was definitely mature and plump, with a thick waist and round belly—not fat, but not slender either. I tried to get her to perform oral sex while kissing her, but she refused, saying she wouldn't even do it with her husband, which made me even more displeased. After kissing for a while, I suggested we take a shower together, and the mature woman agreed, swaying her plump hips as she went to the bathroom to wash. I followed her in, wanting her to perform oral sex again, but she still refused. She also wouldn't cooperate even when I tried to have sex without a condom. My libido immediately subsided considerably; I thought to myself that it's much more enjoyable to have sex with my beautiful wife, so why did this feel so bad? After a quick shower, we returned to bed. I had lost the initial enthusiasm. The mature woman had less pubic hair and darker labia, clearly the result of years of experience. I no longer had the urge to lick her vulva, knowing that I always lick my wife's vulva for a long time during sex. Of course, the mature woman was definitely aroused and actively sought kisses, her vagina gushing with lustful fluids, guiding me to touch her. But I had lost interest, so I put on a condom and went straight in. To be honest, her vagina was tighter than I had imagined, but when I lost my desire, nothing else mattered. Clinging to my last shred of desire, I flipped her over, making her stick out her ass, and then penetrated her from behind. Damn, I saw hair around her anus too. I have a psychological preference; I like women to be clean, and hair around their anus disgusts me.

This blow completely extinguished my will to fight, and I ejaculated in just a few minutes. To be honest, when I finished, I was filled with disappointment and regret. My first time trying to seduce a decent woman, and I ended up with this slut. I couldn't help but admire the courage of those on the forums who dared to sleep with women in their late 40s and 50s—truly commendable! Afterwards, I immediately lost the desire to talk to her. I lay down quietly, but the mature woman remained clingy, wanting me to hug her and kiss her. Looking at this woman, who was even larger than me, I felt nauseous, and I was even more disgusted by her coquettishness. Finally, the mature woman sensed my coldness and began complaining that I wasn't treating her well, asking why I had changed so much. I tried to appease her, but even a fool would know she could sense my coldness. After arguing like this for a while, the mature woman finally suggested going home. I didn't stop her and simply took her to the subway station. On the way, I only said, "Sorry about today, we'll contact you again when you get home." She hummed in agreement and got out of the car. Back at the hotel, I took a nap and checked out at 4 PM. I figured today's events must have greatly disappointed her, and my goal was to make her realize she shouldn't contact me again. Sure enough, she used to message me on WeChat whenever she was free in the evenings, but that night I didn't receive any messages from her, and of course, I didn't contact her again.

This morning, she deleted me from her QQ and WeChat contacts; it seems she doesn't want to contact me anymore. From this experience, I've concluded the following: First, there's a huge difference between the internet and reality; if you want to find a woman online, you must be mentally prepared for this. Second, not everyone can accept women over 40; out-of-shape figures and loose skin can seriously affect libido. Third, mature women over 40 with intact families who are looking for love can be conquered with patience. Fourth, having sex with a mature woman is not the same as having your wife or girlfriend; never compare yourself to them. I learned this the hard way, and it seriously affected my mood. Fifth, I realized I don't actually have a "heavy taste"; I'm actually quite picky. From now on, I'll never date a woman over 40 again—I just can't live with myself.

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