The passion of KTV

She and I used to be colleagues at the same (galvanizing) company. Strangely enough, before she got married, I didn't have much of a feeling for her; we even had a big argument about work once. Although she wasn't the kind of stunningly beautiful woman, she was still very attractive. Especially her legs—long, very well-proportioned, straight from thigh to calf, exactly the kind I like.
We only got together after her marriage, several years ago, and I can't even remember how we met. Of course, I'm not rambling on about how to get a woman like that; I just want to talk about the advantages of having a lover like that.
I've always held the belief that for a man like me, what I need is a sexual partner, not a mistress. I believe a lover is different from a sexual partner. With the former, you need a lot of energy, time, and money to obtain and maintain it, and it might even lead to problems at home. The latter requires much less; she, like me, primarily needs sex, which is what suits me. I'm neither rich nor free; all I have are the skills to woo women and my energy. Having a mistress is something only rich and free people can afford. I believe many guys share this sentiment—that's one advantage.
She was that kind of woman. Not long after we started dating, I left the company, but I maintained contact with her. My requirement for a sexual partner is that we shouldn't be together too often, to avoid arousing my wife; occasional changes of pace are what I need. This idea suited her perfectly, as she was married. So, almost every date we had after I left the company consisted of only one thing—sex. Whenever we were alone, without needing to talk, she would let me "do" her.
For a married woman with other men, sex is indispensable. She was a woman with high sexual desires, and although her husband (whom she had only met, not close) and she had frequent sex, according to her, there was no "passion" left. Sex with me gave her "passion" and "excitement," which suited me perfectly. Actually, I do have a sex life, but after being with the same woman for a long time, the feeling gradually fades, and I crave some "excitement" and "passion." This is the second benefit.
Speaking of which, let me tell you about the most "exciting" and "passionate" thing that happened when I was with her:
For a while, she seemed reluctant to continue this kind of relationship with me, so one time she subtly expressed her thoughts. My view of women has always been that of "prey," and a "hunter" needs patience to hunt "prey," especially since we had already been intimate. So, I followed her wishes and didn't contact her for a long time. However, more than half a year later, our date took the most "exciting" turn.
More than half a year later, I contacted her and asked her out for karaoke, and she agreed. That night, we went to a karaoke bar in Okayama, got a small private room at the back, and started having fun. We sang and drank, and after about half an hour, I tentatively took her hand, and she didn't refuse. So I knew that at least that day she was willing to be intimate with me. So I found a suitable opportunity, put my arm around her waist, and pulled her into my arms after she didn't refuse. I started kissing her, and she responded passionately, sucking my tongue fervently. My hands gently caressed her, from her neck to her chest to her lower abdomen and then to her thighs, finally stopping between her legs. It was a hot day, and she was wearing a short skirt. My hand easily slipped inside her skirt, caressing her sparsely haired genitals through her panties, which soon became damp. At the same time, her hand was already caressing my excited "treasure" through her pants. We were both very excited that day, kissing, sucking, and caressing passionately. At that moment, I really wanted to "do it" with her.
But we were in a karaoke room, and although there was a sofa inside, the door couldn't be locked, and there was a large glass panel on the door that people standing outside could see inside. So, after kissing and caressing each other for a long time, we could only obediently sit up and sing. But at that point, I really wanted to "do" her, so I observed her. Our private room was the last one, and the waiter was at the other end of the corridor; he wouldn't come unless called. The glass in the door was about the size of a head, but there was a corner behind the door. Unless you were specifically looking through the glass, you wouldn't see him even if you were just passing by. We had turned off all the lights inside. Also, if someone was standing behind the door, it wouldn't open; if you opened it, the person behind the door would block it. I decided I'd do it with her behind the door. So, I told her I really wanted to "do" her, and she didn't answer. No answer meant yes, so I pulled her up and led her behind the door. At this point, we didn't need any kissing or touching anymore. I had her turn her back to me, then I squatted down, lifted her skirt, and took off her panties.
Then, I started kissing her buttocks. Her buttocks were full and fleshy, and I kissed them while vigorously stroking them. I slowly moved down; her thighs were very round, which I liked the most. I stroked and licked the inside of her thighs. She moaned softly, instinctively spreading her legs wide. I touched her; her genitals were already quite wet. So I stood up, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and thrust it in forcefully. She let out a soft "ah," pressed her face against the wall, and arched her buttocks to meet my thrusts, enjoying the pleasure of sex. To be honest, I was a little nervous at first. Having sex in public made me a little uneasy, but it was very "exciting." After a few dozen thrusts, I felt a little unsatisfied because I hadn't taken off my pants; I had just taken out my penis like I was urinating. Only my penis could feel her body, which wasn't very pleasurable.
So, I simply took off my pants and let loose. Her buttocks were full; when she arched her buttocks to meet my thrusts, my lower abdomen pressed tightly against her buttocks. Sometimes I would thrust hard, and sometimes I would hold her waist and rotate her vigorously. Her hands and face were pressed against the wall, her legs spread wide, and she was moaning as she thrust her buttocks up to meet my movements. She looked so lewd, and I loved it. Firstly, it was exciting to have sex in a public place; secondly, her position and cooperation aroused me, and she didn't seem to want to "fight" with me in this location. So, after about ten minutes, I ejaculated inside her.
Less than an hour later, I had sex with her again. This time, she said it was too tiring from behind, so I had her from the front, one leg on the ground, the other lifted by my hand, creating a wide-open vulva. Then I thrust in hard, pinning her against the wall. One of her legs could only barely touch the ground, and my hands could reach her entire buttocks. I thrust into her hard while caressing and squeezing her plump buttocks; her slightly large buttocks and smooth skin felt amazing. Of course, I finished quickly this time too.
The most "passionate" time happened after we hadn't dated for a long time. For a while, I had some things to do and didn't go on dates with her for almost a year, only contacting her once every few months. At that time, she wasn't working, and her husband's income was decent.
One morning, I stayed up all night and wasn't tired at all. Suddenly, I really wanted her. So I called her company... but her former colleagues said she was on vacation, so I called her cell phone. It was a little after 9 a.m. I asked if I could come see her, and she agreed. So I went to find her, arriving around 10 a.m. When she opened the door, she was only wearing a nightgown. It was hot, so she asked me to sit down and poured her some water. I drank the water while chatting with her, glancing at her arms and legs exposed through her summer nightgown. After a few minutes, I finished the water, got up, pulled her to the bedroom door, and hugged her tightly. She leaned against me, looked up, and let me kiss her. After kissing for a while, I told her to suck my "baby." She obediently knelt down, started unzipping my pants, and took out my excited "baby." She first moistened my penis and glans with her tongue, then took it into her mouth, sucking and making my "baby" move in and out of her mouth. Her hands weren't idle either; one gently touched my balls, the other stroked my abdomen. Her hands were very well-maintained, and her caresses combined with her sucking gave me incredible pleasure. I had the urge to lick her. I made her stand up, facing the wall, and then I knelt down and lifted her nightgown. That's when I realized she was completely naked underneath. She knew I was coming and had worn only a nightgown, which excited me even more. I made her stick her buttocks out, exposing her vulva to me. My hands touched and squeezed her smooth, plump buttocks, my tongue roamed over her thighs and buttocks, and then I gently spread her buttocks and began to suck her vulva. It was already wet there. As I sucked, she tried to stick her buttocks out higher and spread her legs wider so that it would be easier for me to suck. This position excited me immensely. I wanted to "fuck" her. I sat on the edge of the bed and started to take off my pants, and she came to the edge of the bed again, sticking her buttocks out and bending over to take my "treasure" into her mouth and suck it hard. I had to stop what I was doing, stroking her head while enjoying myself. Suddenly, I noticed the wind had blown the curtains open a little, and I could see outside through the gap (she lived on the first floor). I told her to close the curtains again, worried someone might see us, but she said it was fine, no one could see, and there was no one outside at that hour; everyone was at work. Then, she lay down on the bed, took off her pajamas, touched my "treasure," and said she wanted me to come in. So, I spread her legs and started thrusting into her forcefully. We tried many positions; I thrust wildly, and she moaned ecstatically. Her bedroom was bright, so I had her lie diagonally, one leg on the bed, the other raised straight up against my chest, a bit like a bed aerobics position. This position allowed me to touch her abdomen—flat and smooth—and squeeze her buttocks, which were perky and full. At the same time, I could see my "treasure" going in and out of her dark vulva, her fluids making both her vulva and my penis wet. Then, I had her lie face up, and I pressed myself against her with her legs spread wide open (her favorite position). As I vigorously penetrated her, I looked out into the living room through the open bedroom door. I imagined her husband coming home at that moment, opening the door and entering the living room (the door wasn't locked, I forgot), standing in the middle of the living room and seeing his wife with her legs up, being penetrated. I felt a mixture of fear, excitement, and stimulation. Half an hour later, I used this position to bring both of us to orgasm.

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