A female colleague who is somewhere between lust and sex

The most satisfying woman I've ever had was one whose vagina contracted so powerfully during sex that it stopped me from ejaculating. I could only keep thrusting, and there were likely to be repeated contractions until I couldn't hold back any longer. The passion I felt during that ejaculation was incredibly intense! Of course, there was a lot of vaginal fluid throughout.
Frankly speaking, women like that are rare gems in the world of sex, but like a discerning eye finding a fine horse, they are hard to come
by! A "slutty woman" is a woman who is aroused to a certain degree. These women enjoy sex and don't want to waste their youth. They think about their fleeting youth, how their delicate skin will soon become loose and dull like tofu dregs. Of course, they aren't promiscuous, nor do they need to become prostitutes to satisfy their desires. So, they use their discerning eye and understanding to find men to satisfy their masculine desires. And so, I was very fortunate to have found one!
This woman wasn't particularly beautiful at first glance, just somewhat alluring. She exposed as much of her relatively smooth skin as possible, somewhere between promiscuity and lust. That's the difference between a professional woman and a prostitute. You might catch a glimpse of half a not-so-full breast, her delicate skin a rare bronze hue. Her fingernails were impeccably manicured, and while her clothes weren't extravagant, they flattered her figure perfectly. Later, I learned that aside from her long legs and taut skin, her chest was practically flat.
Due to work, we met daily and spent a lot of time discussing things, gradually starting to call each other a few times in the evenings. Coincidentally, my wife was often away from home taking care of her uncle during that period; she wasn't feeling well and there wasn't enough help, so I had some free time at night!
After a while of flirting, we both knew each other's situations quite well, and naturally, we talked more and more. I also knew that she had a period of online nude chatting with a man, which ended because of a family crisis; he wanted a peaceful life to be true to his family—a very cliché reason, and I wasn't bothered at the time, nor did I want to know anything more. I felt it wasn't my business, so why should I worry about other people's affairs?
But a casual remark I made after drinking unexpectedly led to something good. Oh, I forgot to mention, her husband works in another city and might only come once a month. Once, I was away on a business trip, and as usual, we were chatting happily. Suddenly, I felt inexplicably annoyed, so I said, "If it's work-related, let's not talk about it anymore; I want to rest." Then, the other end of the phone hung up. I thought that would be the end of it, but less than two minutes later, the phone rang again, hahaha! This time, the opening line was—I was practically confessed to—and the way she looked at me the next day was different.
Two days later, at a company project wrap party, we went to a karaoke bar. In the dark, in a secluded corner, we kissed. That's when I found out she was a slut!
I don't know where I saw this text, but it meant that the more vaginal lubrication a woman had, the better her sexual performance, the healthier she was, and the stronger her libido. The first time was on a weekend during the day. She found an excuse to lure me to the company, and we were on the sofa in the company conference room. She held my hand tightly, her face flushed. Feeling things were going smoothly, I asked, "Which room do you think is the most suitable?"
She then led me to the conference room. I saw her panties pulled down, revealing a white, indistinct ring around her vulva, a mixture of lubricant and foam. Without thinking, I blurted out, "Do you have a gynecological problem?" Damn!
At that moment, she didn't care about anything else, grabbing my not-so-hard penis. It was broad daylight, and in the company, even though it was just the two of us besides the security guards, I was still nervous, so my penis was naturally tense. We trembled, barely managing to finish, still wanting more.
Of course, she wasn't satisfied either.
Later, I understood something: the difference between a wife and another woman, or between a slut and an ordinary woman, is that a woman seeking pleasure doesn't care about your state; she just wants you hard and starts having sex. If it were a wife, she might prioritize her husband's health and finish the encounter.
But this woman was different! So, we sat in the office, and she took out my penis and took it into her mouth with relish. Soon, under her professional stimulation, my little brother became erect and ready to fight. Then, I grabbed her and put her on the desk, not caring about her disheveled appearance, as long as my penis was inside her cunt. I don't know how many times I went in and out, but I was exhausted and finished!
Now, let me summarize:
1. We've had sex in various places: her daughter's bedroom, the carport, the storage room, the living room, the rooftop (but not her husband's bedroom). Of course, hotels too!
2. From cheap motels costing tens of yuan to state guesthouses costing thousands, both local and out-of-town.
3. Even when she was on her period, I'd still have sex, as long as she stained the sheets and washed them before leaving—in that respect, she's a good woman.
4. The sofa was fine, the bed was fine, a mat on the floor was fine, and if all else failed, even a stool would do!
5. She said every woman masturbates, then first masturbates to orgasm, then I fuck her, and then I ejaculate on her stomach and face!
6. The reason I left her was that I had unintentionally promised her I would marry her, but I lacked the energy. Plus, she was flirting everywhere, wanting to rekindle old flames, and constantly chasing after other men. She was as excited as a nun who had just returned to secular life after ten years when a man called. I genuinely thought I should marry her, but I couldn't stand her promiscuity and restless nature.
7. She was truly different from other women. I thought only men would boast about the women they'd slept with, but she boasted about the men she'd slept with, and even shared and discussed it with me, haha!
8. The last thing I learned about her was that she had two surgeries for breast hyperplasia and two surgeries for uterine tumors. Isn't a woman whose desires have been released enough? Is there still repression, something that hasn't been completely released?
9. When she contacted me for the last time, I didn't even want to keep her WeChat. I felt sorry for my current lover.
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