Even if we can't be together, it's good to do it once.

I met him by chance. At first, I didn't like him. He spoke incoherently and seemed a bit silly, but he was quite cute. I had a slight liking for him, but I never imagined I would fall in love with him.
Maybe everyone is vain. Gradually, I learned that he graduated from a prestigious university and worked for a foreign company. Many of the things he talked about were things I didn't understand. Moreover, he still insisted on studying in his spare time. In short, all of this made me admire him more and more. All his flaws became adorable in my eyes.
He was single and in his prime. Gradually, he started talking about sexual things when we chatted at night... Sometimes, when I asked him what he was doing, he would say he was touching himself... At first, I was quite speechless, but later I got used to it... Then, he said, "Come and take care of me," which made me a little angry.
My love for him grew deeper and deeper. I didn't want to be his sexual partner; it had to be either a romantic relationship or a friendship. I couldn't accept just having sex.
But I couldn't resist his repeated temptations. I made a tough decision: even if we couldn't be together, it would be good to have sex with him just once. That's how women are; once they fall in love, they want to give themselves away.
So, that night, I went to his place.
The house was very tidy; it was an apartment, so it wasn't big, but it had everything, and everything reflected the owner's taste. We started chatting naturally. Actually, I wanted him to be more proactive; after all, life isn't porn, and I'm not that open-minded. However,
the atmosphere during the conversation was never very romantic, and by the end, there was no hint of sex, haha. Luckily, it was late, and he said, "Let's go to sleep." I said, and he turned off the lights. Because it was summer, I didn't have much to take off. He took off his jeans, and we lay down. Maybe we were quite familiar, because he didn't seem shy about taking off his pants, and there wasn't even a hint of eroticism.
We shared a blanket, but it was so big that we didn't even need to squeeze together… The room was very quiet. I was afraid to even breathe. But lying next to the person I love, half-naked, I knew that if he made any move, I would have taken the initiative. After a while, I said my pillow was too low, and he said he'd change it for me, then gave me his. Then I went back to sleep. I really wanted to strangle him; he clearly came to bed with me, but he just wanted me to take the initiative, haha. Actually, I did want to, but I was too shy.
He finally spoke, saying, "They're doing it again next door, can you hear it?" I said, "Really? I didn't hear anything." In fact, I really didn't hear a sound. He said, "Yeah, why don't we do it too?" I don't know why
I laughed. He said, "What are you laughing at?" I said, "Nothing." He said they were quite intense. I said, "Is the guy good?" He said, "I'm good too." I said, "Really?" He said, "Try it." I said, "Sure." Then his hand reached out, and I wasn't ready. I grabbed his hand. He said, "Didn't you want to do it with me?" Then I loosened
my grip a little, and he slipped his hand inside my clothes. My heart trembled. I touched his face, looked at the man I loved, and kissed him. Our tongues intertwined, slippery and smooth, his breath smelling wonderful, though I didn't know it. He began to understand my feelings. I rolled over onto him, smoothed my hair, and then
kissed him—his forehead, his nose, his ears… He let out a soft moan. I knew it had been a long time since he'd done it; his ears were a very sensitive spot. I immediately felt his penis harden beneath me. I kissed down his ears, his neck, his chest, gently licking his nipples, using every trick I'd learned from watching porn. I didn't have time to think about
whether he thought I was experienced or what; I just wanted him to feel good, to feel like a king. Then I slowly kissed and licked downwards. My clothes were already off. He groaned as he touched my breasts, especially my nipples. Suddenly, he pulled me up. I smiled at him, then hugged him and kissed him again. He started to take off my pants. After he unbuttoned them, I got up and took off my outer pants. He said, "You're so white." I said, "Of course."
He pulled me close and kissed me the way I'd kissed him, his hands constantly squeezing my nipples. When he kissed my breasts, I almost orgasmed. Really, this is what it feels like to make love with the one you love—it's incredibly blissful.
As he bit my nipple, his hand had already reached my genitals. I was already incredibly aroused. He said I was very wet, and I didn't say anything, just moaned loudly… I couldn't speak anymore… Then he took off his underwear; his penis was already quite large. He always said it was big, and it seemed he wasn't exaggerating. He played with it
a couple of times with his hand and then prepared to insert it. I immediately stood up, knelt in front of him, held his waist, and lowered my head. Perhaps he didn't expect me to give him a blowjob, and he actually said, "What are you doing…" If it were anyone else, I would have kicked him to death, but since it was him, I found it incredibly cute. I said, "You'll find out soon enough; you'll definitely feel very
good." When I wrapped his penis around my genitals, he cried out, "Ah… it feels so good… you bad guy, ah…" While wrapping his penis, I also touched his testicles, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy… He grabbed my shoulder with one hand and touched… My head was spinning. A moment later, he said, "No, I'm going to cum." So
I slowly pulled his penis out and licked the head with my tongue. I said, "Don't cum, you haven't even done it with anyone yet!" He said, "How was I supposed to know you were so strong? I wasn't prepared for this." I asked, "Does it feel good?" He said, "It feels great..." I said, "You little rascal..." and then swallowed his penis again... After a couple of thrusts, he suddenly pulled me up and said, "I can't take it anymore, let me fuck you properly..." Before he finished speaking, he had already penetrated me...
The immense fullness made me feel dizzy. He finally took me, it felt so good... He thrust into me wildly, rubbing my breasts. I couldn't take it anymore... He was so big, every thrust was pleasurable. He asked, "Have you finished?" I said, "Yes..." He said, "You're pretty tight." I said, "Yeah, do you think I'll just go for anyone?" He said my technique was pretty good, and I said I'd learn it for him, even if it meant doing it myself. He finally kissed me with a bit of emotion… He kept thrusting in and out, and when he got tired, he whispered in my ear, breathing softly…
The overwhelming feeling of fullness made me dizzy. He finally took me, it felt so good… He thrust into me wildly, kneading my breasts. I couldn't take it anymore… He was so big, every thrust was pleasurable. He asked if I'd finished, and I said yes… He said you're pretty tight, and I said yeah, do you think I'd go for just anyone? He said
my technique was pretty good, and I said I'd learn it for him, even if it meant doing it myself. He finally kissed me with a bit of emotion… his thrusts continued, and he seemed a little tired, breathing softly into my ear… making me feel ticklish. I held him tightly, wishing time could just stop at this moment… His rhythm gradually
slowed , but became more powerful, each thrust feeling like it was sending me to a climax… I felt a little dizzy, and started to act silly. I murmured, "Do you love me?" He said "Yes, I love you to death" while thrusting harder… I tried to lift my upper body and kissed him passionately… I thought, let it be, even just this once is enough.
At this moment, he pulled me aside and made me lie down. He also straightened up and began thrusting rapidly and powerfully again… Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, I gripped the edge of the bed tightly, screaming uncontrollably… He said, “Baby, keep it down!”
I said, “I’ll go crazy if I don’t scream… Don’t talk to me, don’t talk to me…” His speed increased, and I knew he was about to ejaculate… He wasn’t wearing a condom, and I hadn’t checked if it was my safe period. Anyway, tonight, I didn’t want to spoil his fun… Sure enough, he started moaning, “Ah… Ah…” He said, “I
’m going to come … Can I ejaculate inside?” I said, “Yes, whatever you want…” He seemed to have received a royal decree… Finally, with all his might, I felt a surge of heat rushing down below… colliding with the heat surging within my body… completely melting me… I thought, this must be what they call reaching orgasm simultaneously… It’s really not easy…
He lay on top of me, holding my head tightly, kissing my forehead, and softly said, “Thank you…” I hugged him and said, “I love you…” After about ten minutes, he seemed to come to his senses, rolled over, and lay down…
He was beside me and said, "I haven't felt this good in a long time... Did you climax?" I said, "Mmm..." He asked excitedly, like a child, "Really?" I said, "Yes, can't you feel it?" He happily said, "Isn't that amazing? You never believed me." I said, "When have I ever not believed you?" Then he asked, "Do you want some water?" I said, "Mmm..." He said, "Your moans are so beautiful." I said, "Get lost!" Then he opened a bottle of Nongfu Spring water for me. I took a few sips, he took a few more, closed the cap, and said, "Come on, let's wash up." I got up and went into the bathroom with him.
I took the showerhead and washed his penis and buttocks, then slowly rinsed his back... He said, "Having a wife like you isn't bad." I said, "Hehe, yeah." I don't know why, but actually, saying "I want to be
with you" is very simple. But I just can't say it. He turned around and said, "Let me wash you too." I said, "Okay, okay, stop fooling around. Let's go lie down for a while after we're done." He said, "Okay, I'll rest for a bit, then we'll do it again. Do you want to?" I said, "Okay." He happily kissed me, took a towel, and went out. I washed up and went out. He
was lying there naked, looking very natural. Maybe after making love, the relationship between two people really does become much closer... He said, "Come on, let me hold you and lie down for a while..." So I snuggled into his arms, closed my eyes, and the feeling was so wonderful... He asked again, "Are you comfortable?" I said, "Yes." He said, "Am I good?" I said, "Yes, I can hardly take it anymore." He said, "Of course, you're good too, I didn't expect that." I said, "Didn't expect what?" He said,
"Nothing , haha." I said, "Is this considered a one-night stand?" He said, "How can it be considered a one-night stand? We've met before." I said, "But we're not a couple either, are we considered sex partners?" He said, "That doesn't sound good either..." I snorted and didn't ask anymore. Forget it, I won't ask anymore, it's pointless. Wasn't the idea that if we couldn't be together, it would be good to be together? Now we've achieved that, and he's very satisfied, that's enough...
He said, "I want to penetrate you from behind later..." I said, "You have so many tricks up your sleeve." He said, "Of course, I also want to penetrate your ass, okay?" I said it would hurt a lot, and he said, "Yeah, maybe a little. I'll go slower, okay?" I said, "How annoying of you!" He said, "Don't you want to try it? Even if it hurts, it'll be a pain before the pleasure." I said, "Okay, whatever you like." As he spoke, his hands began to wander. We started kissing, his hands roaming over my body… I touched his
penis, and it quickly became rock hard. This time, I didn't kiss down from below; I went straight down and enveloped his penis, spitting out saliva. He hummed with pleasure… I felt it was about time, so I sat on him, my hips rising and falling rhythmically. I didn't know what the difference was between me being on top and him being on top, but judging from his
reaction, he must have been enjoying it. He touched my breasts with one hand and rubbed my clitoris with the other at the point where we were intertwined. I was going crazy. I increased the speed and intensity, and he cried out… I asked if it felt good. He said it felt good, don't stop, don't stop… I said I was about to climax, and that I was almost there. I leaned forward and said, "Hold me…" He held me, and we started kissing again… My hips
were still rising and falling rhythmically. Soon after, I climaxed… my vagina spasmed and contracted… He asked, "Are you enjoying it?" I said "Mmm," and he said I wasn't comfortable yet. He got up and made me lie face down on the bed, saying, "Lift your butt up so I can fuck you from behind." I lifted my butt and inserted his penis into my vagina. He
started thrusting. The sensations from behind and from the front were different, both very pleasurable, just a little tiring. He continued thrusting quickly and forcefully, saying, "Does it feel good when I'm fucking you?" I said yes. He said, "Tell me quickly, it feels so good when I'm fucking you..." I knew he was tired and needed verbal stimulation... because we were having sex with that kind of determination, so... I didn't care what he
thought of me afterwards, so I said, "Brother, it feels so good when you penetrate me... harder, I love being penetrated by you..." He became noticeably harder and proudly thrust into me from behind... He even slapped my butt with his hand...
After a while, he started wiping the fluid that had come out onto my anus, which seemed to have some of his saliva in it. He inserted a finger, moved it around, and said, "So tight..." While penetrating, he kept wiping the fluid into my anus with his hand. When he felt
it was about right, he said, "I'm going to penetrate your anus now, are you happy?" I said, "Yes, brother, hurry up and penetrate me... It feels so good..." He took his penis out, aimed it at my anus, and started slowly inserting it... It really hurt a little, but
it was okay, he kept wiping the fluid... I felt his penis going in little by little, it felt very swollen and painful... I cried out, and he said, "Baby, don't rush," and I said, "Okay, be gentle..." After about five or six minutes, he was all the way in... But I didn't dare move. He asked, "Does it hurt?" I said it was okay if you didn't move, but he said it would hurt anyway, so we shouldn't. I said no, move slowly, I'll let you know when it's okay. So he slowly started moving. To be honest, it
really , I almost cried. But if I didn't move, it didn't hurt as much after a while. I said okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, you can move. He started moving, but still slowly. When he started moving rhythmically, the pleasure was indescribable... I screamed loudly, I don't know if it was from the pain or the pleasure... He moved for about five minutes, then he stopped and said, "How was it? Comfortable?" I said, "Mmm..." He said, "You're so good, it's incredibly stimulating..."
Then he got off the bed, stood by the bed, and pulled me to the bedside too. He put my hands on the bed and my feet on the ground, and he started thrusting into me from behind again, saying it was still easier this way... He went faster and faster, saying, "Can I cum in your mouth?" I said okay, and he thrust a few more times, but it still didn't seem right... I got up, turned around, and knelt on
the floor to give him oral sex, ignoring the fact that he had just penetrated my anus... This time, he held my head with one hand and touched my face with the other, saying "I love you" in a dazed voice. I thrust even more intently... faster and faster... He said, "Almost there, almost there, I'm going to cum. Can I really cum in your mouth?" I said, "Mmm, don't talk..." I felt his
testicles contract, and a surge of heat filled my mouth... salty, a little fishy... His penis was almost in my throat, and I almost vomited, but I knew he couldn't pull out right away... so I didn't move... He slowly pulled out his penis and lay motionless on the bed... I went to the bathroom to spit out the semen, rinsed my mouth, came back, snuggled into his arms, and hugged him, asking, "Are you okay?" He said it felt so good…you horny woman…
That was our wild, passionate night. It was our first time spending the night together. I remember it was May 21, 2009. It wasn't a day I specifically chose, but looking back, I realized it was such a special day. I was so happy. We never slept together again after that…Later, he went on a business trip and came back a bit distant…I later found out he had a girlfriend. I was heartbroken…I asked him why he wouldn't be with me.
He said…you've never directly told me you like me, that you want to be with me. I said, if I had told him, would it have been like this? He said, "You didn't tell me, so I don't know what would have happened." My friends all called him a heartless man, saying he was just making excuses. But I don't blame him. Maybe it really is because I didn't tell him. Anyway, I will always remember that night. That night I made love earnestly with the man I deeply loved.
I sincerely thank the original poster for their hard work and selfless sharing. Thinking things through depends on you, me, and him.

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