Sex with a young woman who works as a real estate agent

I've been online for a while now and have seen quite a few posts, some well-written, some with good authenticity. I've had my share of experiences this century, and I feel I should share my own true stories. I'm usually too busy with work to write. Let me start by recalling a sexual encounter with a young real estate agent. This is purely factual, not fictional. It was early 2004, the worst time for the Beijing real estate market. Every few days, I'd receive messages from real estate agents and their husbands, inviting me to view properties. I'd visited most of the villa developments in Beijing, either because I didn't have enough money or because the conditions weren't right. Around April, I took my family to an older development in the north to look at newly built townhouses.
Unlike the usual young agents, the one showing us the properties was a woman in her thirties, with a great figure, fair skin, and especially a mouth that resembled Lin Chi-ling's—I found her very sexy. The weather was just getting warm, and she wore a black business suit that accentuated her shapely figure. She was wearing a very ordinary perfume, quite strong, unlike the French perfume my wife usually wears, which I found quite pleasant. I also noticed a maturity about her that most women don't possess, and the fact that she shared the same surname as a woman in a traditional novel left a deep impression.
Not long after, I bought an apartment in another nearby development. One evening, while sorting through a pile of brochures and business cards I'd brought with me, I stumbled upon hers. Perhaps because my wife wasn't home and I hadn't had any sexual gratification in a long time, I became aroused. So I texted her, initially just saying I was fine, that I'd visited her apartment, and wanted to chat. It seemed she was also quite lonely, so we continued texting each other. During our conversations, I learned she lived with a colleague; usually, her colleague went home at night, leaving her alone in her company apartment.
After a few times, I sent some suggestive texts, which she didn't seem to mind. Then one day, she suddenly replied, accusing me of trying to seduce her. Since she didn't know who I was, I, emboldened by lust, admitted it was true, that I wanted to seduce her and sleep with her, etc. Finally, she said she didn't want to talk to me anymore, that it made her uncomfortable. I said I didn't want to talk either, that talking made her uncomfortable, but doing it would make her feel better. A few days later, in the afternoon near the end of the workday, I said I wanted to visit her, invite her to dinner, and ask where she lived. She told me to go to the sales office. I was quite excited waiting to meet her. When we met at the sales office, she didn't treat me like a bad guy, so we went to her place together. As
soon as we entered the house and the door closed, I immediately grabbed her head with both hands and started kissing her. After a slight pause, she opened her mouth and actively put her tongue into mine, sucking it hard. I didn't expect her lips to be so wet, so very moist. Of course, I couldn't just keep kissing her like that. The curtains were drawn, and the lights weren't on, so the room was even darker than when I first entered. After she saw me undress, she quickly covered her face with the blanket. She could cover her face, but I had to do my thing. Starting from her feet, I pulled back the blanket and knelt between her legs. As I parted her legs, I felt her reach out and grasp my erect penis, pulling it towards her.
After all, this was the first time, and I wanted to see what her lower body was like; I couldn't just pull it in and go in. She wouldn't let me kiss her mouth, but she could at least stop me from using my hand? I pressed three fingers against it—ah, it was all wet, but I could feel her labia weren't large. This was my type. I've never really liked those with large labia; they seem too cumbersome.
My body temperature is usually quite low, but I didn't expect her hand to be so cold, making my little guy feel a bit chilly. "Come on, let him go, let him kiss your little sister first." I held it myself, rubbing the glans up and down against the outside of her vagina. It was incredibly slippery, and this intimate contact between a man and a woman was very exciting, so I increased the speed of my rubbing. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, my penis was already erect and swollen. This couldn't go on forever. We parted our intertwined tongues, looking at each other face to face, and for the first time, I saw her smile radiantly. Under the light, her sexy lips and neat, white teeth gave her a celebrity look.
"You're being too extravagant! Living in such a big room all by yourself." "It's a house the company didn't sell, so they let us stay for free, and we don't even have to pay for utilities." "No wonder you don't complain about the room." "It's just the two of us. She doesn't come often, so I'm too lazy to clean it. Come on in and take a look." I held her waist; through her clothes, I could feel how soft she was. After our passionate kiss, and being in the room, she didn't resist my hands.
Entering the bedroom, I found it particularly cozy and feminine; she must not have had a man in a long time. "Hang up your suit jacket!" It seems married women are more considerate. Just as I was about to loosen my tie, I suddenly picked her up and, before she could recover from her shock, laid her down on the bed. She didn't react except to look at me.
"From the moment I saw you, I wanted to kiss you!" I said, propping myself up on the bed with my elbows. Before I could finish speaking, she wrapped her arms around my neck and met my kiss. This time, I could clearly feel her initiative; her lips were even more forceful than mine. Her lips were so wet that she forced her tongue inside me. For the first time, I felt we'd already kissed and didn't want to continue. I reached out to unbutton her clothes, but as I was about to take off her bra, she grabbed it tightly. "No, don't take it off." The room was dimly lit, but I could tell she was wearing a black bra.
I panicked. Was she not going to let me? If she wouldn't let me take off her top, I'd take off her bottom. I started by taking off her skirt, and easily removed her skirt and stockings. I like kissing down there, so after taking off the stockings, I didn't even look and went straight for her crotch. "No, don't kiss me!" She almost stood up. Having learned from my experience with taking off her top, I had to give up on the idea of kissing her, not wanting to upset her. The food was all ready, just waiting for the person to eat! I quickly pulled down my pants, revealing my true hero. "I want it, I want it..." she murmured under the covers. "Okay, all of it!"
Actually, I couldn't resist anymore and wanted to go inside too. I lunged forward, thrusting my hips, and it went in all the way. "Ah!" At first, I didn't want to rush, so each thrust was full and tight, making her involuntarily let out an "Ah!" Then, she pulled the blanket off her head, panting heavily.
After a dozen or so solid thrusts, I leaned down and pressed myself against her, biting her lips. This time, I was a little fooled. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her mouth full of moisture, and actively kissed me, her tongue strong, constantly saying things like "Good. Good," as if she were the one arousing me. This kissing felt uncomfortable. I couldn't linger on her lips any longer. I pried her hands off, propped myself up, and even with her mouth open, she kept trying to reach me. I couldn't care less about that anymore and started thrusting. Although it was my first time, I was quite excited, but because penetration was easy, it didn't take much effort. The sounds she made below only fueled my confidence. Besides wanting to conquer her, I seemed to also have a sadistic streak; I had to be in control, not let her dominate me.
I straightened up and began to thrust shallowly and slowly at the entrance of her vagina. "So good, so good," she kept murmuring. "I'll give you something even better!" After a few shallow thrusts, I thrust all the way in again. "So deep! So big, so big..." I truly hadn't expected her to respond like that in bed. This was the first woman I'd encountered like this. I truly understood how encouraging a woman's words could be at this moment. I increased my speed, and each thrust was deep. Perhaps because I used more force, she was lying face down on the bed, but now she was at an angle, her head pressed against the headboard.
She clutched her hair with both hands, repeatedly saying, as if to mimic, "So good, so good..." Watching the woman beneath me enjoy herself gave me a real sense of accomplishment. Although I still wanted to keep thrusting, I was truly exhausted. After a series of rapid thrusts, I felt my penis getting harder and harder, and then it ached more and more. Finally, I thrust my penis inside her, our bodies pressed tightly together, and all my energy finally flowed out! After ejaculating, I felt completely satisfied. I held her for several minutes without moving, and when my penis shrank and I pulled it out, it wasn't really pulled out, but rather slipped out. I pulled out a bunch of tissues to wipe myself and found that her buttocks were completely wet, and a large patch of the sheet was soaked. We drank some water, cuddled in bed watching TV, and after resting for more than half an hour, we did it again. This time, I aroused her by touching her genitals, and she started by giving me oral sex. It lasted longer than the first time, but it didn't feel as pleasurable as the first time.
During our chat, she said, "I didn't expect you to be so vigorous in bed, even though you look so refined. Your penis is so big!" Actually, I didn't think it was that big; it was probably because she hadn't done it in a long time. Later, I learned that her husband had been sentenced to several years in prison in a province near Beijing, and she was preparing for a divorce. After get off work, few people would talk to her or care about her. She just thought I was nice and liked me. Getting to know her made me a bit worse; I started to think that many women hide a lustful heart beneath a demure exterior. After that, if I had time, I would contact her and go to her place. We even did it in the bathtub, which was quite nice. However, because I'm usually busy, we sometimes only contact each other once every few months. Also, she's divorced, and I'm worried about affecting her remarriage. So now we contact each other even less. This is a true account, but I'm not satisfied with my writing skills. I hope to have the opportunity to write about other experiences.

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