[Modern Relationships] My Several Extramarital Sexual Experiences

For years, I've been lurking here, reading many people's stories of their exciting lives, but rarely commenting myself. There are many reasons, but mainly laziness; I prefer reading to typing.

I remember a man named "Chicken Feather" once recounted his experiences with over 200 women, which I greatly envied—and I suspect most men would too! What man wouldn't want to experience a few more in his prime, to experience different kinds of exciting lives? In this respect, men and women are completely different; women care about affection, while men care about sex! I doubt young women in their early twenties can understand my feelings. However, as time goes by, many people's views on life and love change drastically.

Here, I'd like to share a few stories about myself and several women. I hope you won't be abusive after reading them—because I often see people abusing me here! Everyone has their own worldview and philosophy of life; there's no right or wrong. In

China, for most men my age, the first woman is their wife. I'm no exception. I won't go into what I did with my wife; let me tell you about my first extramarital affair.

That year I turned 30. Before 30, I had never been with another woman, although I was often curious about them in my heart. However, due to circumstances and environment, I had never met any other women. After all, media wasn't as developed back then as it is now. When we were young, if we wanted to meet women, we almost always did so through direct means. There were no BBS forums or QQ.

My first girlfriend was a colleague in my office. She was 35 years old that year, but she looked very young, not much older than me. Since we worked in the same office, we often played cards together during breaks, and gradually, we developed feelings for each other.

One Friday afternoon, it was just the two of us in the office. Because she wasn't very good with computers, I often helped her with some text-based work. That day, I helped her again, and she was very grateful. I was sitting there typing, and she sat next to me. She said, "Thank you," and kissed her own hand first, then gently placed her hand on my lips. My heart was pounding wildly, and I think my face turned red. I said, "I want it for real." She turned to me and said, "You pervert." Actually, there wasn't a hint of swearing in her tone; perhaps she didn't know what to say in that situation.

So I pulled her into my arms and kissed her hot lips. I still remember the feeling years later: her mouth was large, and her lips were full; the kiss felt wonderful and gentle. She didn't strongly resist, letting me kiss her half-heartedly. After a few kisses, my hands started to wander, slowly slipping under her collar to caress her breasts. I remember it was September, the weather wasn't very hot, and she was only wearing an outer garment with a bra underneath. So I easily touched her breasts; they weren't large, but they were firm. I gently pinched her nipples with my fingers. She was excited, her face flushed, and she breathed heavily in my arms. But she quickly came to her senses, sat up straight, and pushed me away.

She said, "Apologize! Apologize to me!"

But I could sense that there was no anger in her voice.

I said, "Sorry, sorry."

She said gently, "Just this once, don't ever do it again." I said, "Okay," and then I pulled her into my arms again and kissed her passionately.

Time flew by, and after a while, I remembered I had to pick up my child. My son was still in kindergarten at the time, and I was responsible for picking him up and dropping him off every day. We parted reluctantly.

She said, "It seems my son is more important than me!"

That day was Friday.

I spent the following Saturday and Sunday in waiting and torment. I didn't know what our next meeting would be like. Would she regret her actions? Would she hate me? Everything was uncertain.

Finally, Monday arrived. At 7:30 in the morning, I called her house.

Her voice was low: "He just left for work, are you coming over?" Her voice was full of temptation.

I quickly arrived at the door, knocked, and the door opened a crack. I opened the door and went inside. I didn't see her at the doorway. Just as I turned to close the door, she slipped out from the side.

My breath almost stopped: she was only wearing underwear on her lower body and a tank top on her upper body, without a bra, through which I could vaguely see her small breasts.

She hugged my neck tightly, and our lips met.

At that moment, only the heavy breathing and the sound of our tongues entwining could be heard.

We stayed on the sofa, kissing.

Actually, I was very uneasy, always worried that her husband might suddenly come back.

I said, "Let's take a taxi to my place!"

She said, "No need."

After being intimate for half a day, I felt the need to go to the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom, I found that she was no longer on the sofa. I went into the bedroom and saw that she had taken off her top and buried her face in the bed, lying there.

With trembling hands, I gently pulled down her underwear. Her buttocks were full and fleshy, but her waist was thin, her abdomen was flat, and her thighs were relatively thick.

I knelt down and kissed her breasts, then slowly moved down until I reached between her legs.

Her hair was neither too much nor too little, very alluring, and the area between her legs exuded an enticing scent, the kind of scent I liked in women. Her labia majora and minora were both thick. I licked them with my tongue, and she made alluring "oh, oh..." sounds from her throat.

Perhaps due to excitement, she couldn't open her eyes and asked me in a trembling voice, "How many pornographic DVDs have you watched?" I didn't answer her, continuing to kiss her genitals while taking off my own clothes.

When I tried to penetrate her, I found my penis was very uncooperative. Perhaps due to nervousness, it remained in a semi-erect state, making penetration virtually impossible!

I said, "I'm probably too nervous."

Finally, I managed to penetrate, but I didn't feel much pleasure, probably because it was only semi-erect. However, after only a few thrusts, I hastily ejaculated!

Quickly, we cleaned up the discharge, and after putting our clothes back on, it felt much more natural. I lay on the sofa in the living room, and she sat on the carpet beside it. We chatted intimately, and while talking, she placed her hand on my penis through my pants.

Gradually, my penis felt swollen and stubbornly hardened. A strong desire surged through me.

I sat up and went to pull down her pants.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to fuck you!"

This time, it wasn't half-hard and half-soft anymore; my little cock stubbornly entered her body!

"Oh! Oh!..." she cried.

It was a completely different feeling. This time, her hole felt very tight, and as my little cock went in and out, it felt like it was being gripped tightly—it felt so good!

She instinctively reached for my cock, which was moving between her legs, and said, "It's so big! So big!" That feeling was truly stimulating!

This time, my penis was hard, and the penetration lasted a long time, going all the way in each time! The only sounds in the room were heavy breathing and the slapping of flesh against flesh… Once the first time, there was a second. Once the secret was out, we became lovers, and surprisingly, we'd been seeing each other for eight years. Our last time making love was last year.

Two days later, I invited her to my place. (For convenience, I'll call her A from now on, since there are B, C, D, E, etc.). After an anxious wait, she finally arrived. We hugged tightly and kissed passionately as soon as we entered the room. She told me, "My body was trembling when I got here in the taxi." Sometimes, a second romance between married men and women feels even better and more exciting than a first love, perhaps because of the sexual experience. The following lovemaking was both wild and thrilling! As I thrust into her body violently, she murmured, "You're so strong! So strong!" I had become a stud! How come I never knew before? Maybe my penis really is a bit bigger than her husband's. Every time I entered her, she felt so tight, and the feeling of being gripped so tightly was really good! No wonder so many advertisements nowadays promote penis enlargement and thickening, and make women tighter.

What's especially strange is that every time I entered her for the first time, she would squeeze out a few tears! She said it might be because there's a switch somewhere inside her. This never happened when she was with her husband.

After doing it a few times, one day, before we started, she crawled over and took my penis in her mouth, gently sucking it. It felt so good. Before that, I thought she never used her mouth! Her mouth is quite big, and her lips are quite thick. My penis felt indescribably good in her mouth. She stroked my penis with her hand while licking my testicles, completely absorbed! Let me tell you something: women with big mouths feel much better when kissing a small penis than women with small mouths. Thicker lips feel even better. She could actually take my entire penis into her mouth, not a single bit left. Keep in mind, my penis is over 14cm when erect, and my wife can never take it all in her mouth. Later I learned this technique is called "deep throat."

Stimulated by her, I became incredibly excited and fully utilized my skills and experience, pinning her down on the bed and using the "nine shallow, one deep" method. Under my thrusts, she was in ecstasy, her hands gripping the blanket tightly like a drowning person clutching a straw. Under my thrusts, she reached the peak of her excitement. I

met B online. It was summer; my wife had taken the kids to her parents' house, and I was home alone with nothing to do, so I went to a Sina local chat room and started chatting with B. I've completely forgotten her name at the time.

B was a primary school teacher, and I could sense her loneliness during our chat. Before I knew it, it was almost noon, and I asked her to have lunch with me. She readily agreed.

B was wearing a light blue dress, about 163cm tall, a little plump but not bulky, with big, dark eyes.

In an American fast-food restaurant, we ate and chatted. While we talked, I noticed her body was languid, constantly stretching, as if she had completely let her guard down. I could feel the burgeoning desire within her.

After dinner, I invited her to my place for a while, and she readily agreed. I had ridden my bicycle to the restaurant, and on the way home, B sat on the back of my bike, resting her head on my back. I felt my penis harden.

Once inside, she went to the bathroom, and I waited for her at the door. When she came out, we naturally hugged tightly. Her body seemed unable to support itself; it was completely limp.

So I dragged her to the bed, took off her skirt (in summer, women's clothes are so easy to take off), revealing pink panties, which I quickly removed as well. At this point, no foreplay was needed; her labia were already glistening with lubrication. I quickly took off my own clothes, pulled out my penis, and thrust in!

She screamed as soon as I entered her, which excited me. After a series of intense thrusts, I ejaculated quickly!

After cleaning up my semen, we cuddled and chatted. She said her period had just ended, her husband was away on a business trip, and she really wanted to have sex, so she came to the chat room. I was surprised that there were women like this, just seeking thrills.

After a while, I carefully examined her body. She was a bit overweight, with almost no waist, but she didn't look bad, probably because she was young. Oh, I forgot to mention, she was five or six years younger than me; I've forgotten her exact age. Her labia majora were thick and fleshy, while her labia minora were relatively short and somewhat asymmetrical. Perhaps she still had unfulfilled desires, because she gently stroked my chest and lower abdomen with her fingers, finally grasping my penis and gently taking it into her mouth. It felt so gentle! I felt like I had entered a land of tenderness. Her oral skills weren't very good, but it was still very stimulating. Under her stimulation, my penis became erect again!

This time, I entered her body with ease. Her lubrication was just right, neither too much nor too little, making the penetration feel great.

You know, if there's too much lubrication, the woman feels loose. Generally, mature women can accept the penetration of any man's penis, and many even find many men's penises too small, which is why many advertisements promote penis enlargement and thickening, while tightening the vagina.

But my feeling was neither too tight nor too loose. She moaned happily with my thrusting. A woman's expression is most beautiful during sex! What surprised me even more was that while I was penetrating her, she could still contract her vaginal muscles, making my penis feel even more amazing. Because I had already ejaculated once, this time, although I kept thrusting, I didn't ejaculate for more than ten minutes. With my thrusts, she reached the peak of pleasure!

Two nights later, I was watching TV alone at home when my phone rang. It was her. On the phone, she asked if my wife was back yet. I told her she wasn't. She then said she would come over, and I said okay. About ten minutes later, she called again, saying she had forgotten which building I lived in, so I went downstairs to pick her up. I was surprised she came at night. She told me she had argued with her husband and ran away.

But when she saw me, she didn't seem angry. After a while, she said she was going to take a shower, and I said I'd shower with her, which she agreed to.

While showering, she gently stroked my chest, moving down my chest, and finally took my penis in her hand. I couldn't resist taking her nipple into my mouth. Later, I pressed her head towards my penis. I especially love it when women kiss me; it feels so gentle, like entering a land of tenderness… Then I held my penis and rubbed it between her legs. She naturally parted her legs, and we made love standing in the bathtub. My penis couldn't fully penetrate, but it still felt novel and exciting. Later, she said, "Let's go to bed!"

There was no nervousness or panic like the first time; it was another calm yet intense struggle. After making love, we chatted for a while, and then I advised her to go home, as her family would be worried. So she went home by herself.

The next day, she called to tell me that her husband and father-in-law had indeed been looking for her all night. She said she went to an internet cafe after returning home, and they had made up.

We met up again later. Through several meetings and conversations, I discovered she was a very open woman and had met several people online. I started to worry. I felt it was best to avoid women like her; after all, you can't always use a condom during sex, and what if I got a disease? I'd be in big trouble. So I never met her again, and she never contacted me again; we lost contact after that.

I met girl C in a local chat room on Sina Weibo, a few days after I met girl B. During our chat, she told me she was a third-year university student and a fellow alumnus of mine (our university is in city D of our province, not the city where I live now). She'd be a senior after the new semester. During the chat, she said she needed help, but wouldn't say why. Later, she told me she was chatting at an internet cafe and her time was almost up. I told her to call me if she really needed help and gave her my phone number.

A while later, she logged off and called me quickly. I asked where she was, and she said at the train station. The train station wasn't far from my home, so I rode my bike to pick her up.

At our agreed-upon location, I met this female university student. She was about 158cm tall, with an average figure and looks, and dressed very simply. In short, there was nothing particularly attractive about her.

She told me she was in my city to meet a male university student from another city. They had arranged to meet in the city between them, which was my city. However, this girl had arrived early; the meeting was the next day, so it seemed she wouldn't have a place to stay that night.

I told her that if she trusted me, she could stay at my place; I lived alone. She came with me without hesitation.

Once we got there, I cooked her a meal, which she ate with gusto, clearly very hungry. After dinner, I told her she could take a shower if she wanted, and she did. To be honest, I had no ulterior motives towards her. Perhaps it was because she was so ordinary-looking, or perhaps it was because we'd been having sex so frequently lately, and I didn't want to take advantage of her.

After her shower, I let her sleep in another bedroom, telling her to lock the door if she felt unsafe. I don't know if she locked it or not, but I slept soundly and peacefully.

The next morning, she went to meet someone she met online. Worried she wouldn't have enough money, I gave her 100 yuan before she left.

Around 3 or 4 pm, she called, saying she was back and wanted to see me. So I took her home.

Actually, she had been hinting at wanting to sleep with me for the past two days, so I decided to have sex with her that night. After dinner, we both showered separately. I carried her to bed, undressed her, and although her figure wasn't stunning, it was still quite nice. A young woman's body is undeniably alluring. Her breasts were neither too big nor too small, firm, and unlike the softer breasts of a mature woman, they felt softer. Her pubic area was covered in pubic hair, which looked very attractive. I laid her down on the bed, turned off the light, and the thought of entering her body filled me with excitement, especially since she was 12 years younger than me. As I prepared to penetrate her, my erect penis couldn't hold back any longer, and it gushed out… Ugh! That's just how I am; every time I have sex with another woman, I can't control myself and ejaculate prematurely the first time!

Being a young girl with little experience, she didn't even notice my premature ejaculation. I suggested we rest for a while, and she agreed.

After a while, I felt my penis hard again, ready to charge into battle once more. I gently held her in my arms, kissing her breasts. The young woman's breasts were firm, the nipples slightly upturned, and they felt wonderful to the touch. I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked on it, then slowly slid down to her flat stomach. When I reached for her pubic area, she shyly covered herself with her hands, saying no one had ever kissed her there before. I insisted, and she removed her hands. The woman's genitals smelled wonderful, a faint, alluring scent of erogenous glands. I gently licked her clitoris with my tongue, while simultaneously inserting a finger into her vagina, moving it in and out as I licked her clitoris. Under my stimulation, she became delirious, making incoherent sounds; I doubt even she knew what she was saying. At this moment, I too became aroused, gripping my penis and thrusting in with pride. Perhaps it was due to my stimulation, but she was very wet inside, and the penetration wasn't tight. I could move freely inside her. She grabbed my body haphazardly, making "Oh! Oh!" sounds. I guess this was the first time in her life she had enjoyed such high-quality sex. Ten minutes later, I ejaculated! Sex is truly one of the most wonderful pleasures in life!

The next morning, I saw her off.

She called me once a month later, and then we never contacted each other again. Actually, I had been to D city many times, but I never thought of meeting her.

Not long after, I met D again in a Sina chat room. I remember her screen name was something like "Woman Flower." Through chatting, I learned that we lived in the same city, and she was three years older than me. After chatting a few times, I asked her to meet me, and after some hesitation, she agreed.

When she got off the bus, I thought she was quite nice. She was about 162cm tall, with skin that wasn't very fair, and captivating eyes—large, dark, and with long, flowing hair. Overall, she seemed like someone with a higher education. It looked like it was about to rain, and she was carrying an umbrella.

During the meal, she barely ate anything, saying she was too fat to eat much. I looked her over closely; she was indeed quite plump, but her face wasn't fat at all. After the meal, I invited her to my place, but she resolutely refused. It started to drizzle, and I said, "It's raining, and I didn't bring an umbrella. You should at least let me go home!" She couldn't refuse, so we shared an umbrella and walked in the rain. Actually, the rain wasn't heavy at all; we didn't even need an umbrella. We were very close, and our bodies frequently brushed against each other. Twice I deliberately touched her breasts, and she seemed oblivious. She had a faint, alluring fragrance, and I thought to myself, I must try to get her into bed.

After dropping me off downstairs, I invited her upstairs to sit for a while. She knew what going upstairs meant and refused. So I took her hand and led her upstairs, and she no longer refused.

Once inside, we sat on the sofa and chatted casually. It was raining outside, and the light inside was dim, making the room even more hazy. I slowly approached her, touching her hand. She was shy but didn't resist. Her hands were warm and soft. Following her hand, I slowly moved towards her arm, her face flushing red.

Seeing her like this, I became even bolder, touching her breasts through her thin clothes. Her breasts were large and soft, and her breathing became rapid! Finally, I slipped my hand inside her clothes. She instinctively tried to stop me, but with my insistence, she gave in. My hand inside her clothes gently caressed her soft breasts, lightly pinching her nipples, and gradually, my hand slid towards her lower abdomen… Her whole body went limp, completely at my mercy. I slipped my hand inside her panties; they were already soaking wet!

So, I dragged her to the bed and took off her clothes. Then I took off all my own clothes (I like to do this completely naked; the feel of skin against skin is amazing). Then, I picked up my penis and thrust it in, and she involuntarily let out a moan! It felt so wet and smooth inside, and I slowly pumped in and out.

Her body was actually quite plump, not as thin as she appeared; her abdomen was all flesh.

With each thrust, she let out a pleasurable moan, which I felt was the most beautiful sound in the world! Gradually, she probably felt unsatisfied, and she made a trembling sound: "Come on! Come on!" I understood, so I thrust into her forcefully and quickly! With each thrust, the flesh on her abdomen jiggled! Finally, I ejaculated inside her!

Afterward, we put our clothes back on and sat on the sofa chatting for a long time.

Later, she said she had to leave, so I found an umbrella to see her off. She told me there was her semen on the floor inside the house. She's a germaphobe and never cleans up men's excrement, so I had to clean it up myself.

Then, we took the bus together, and I walked her home. When we were almost at her house, she wouldn't let me walk her any further. I walked home by myself with my umbrella.

At that moment, a light drizzle began to fall, but I had no intention of opening my umbrella, letting the rain soak my face. I still remember how I felt then; I was thinking, thinking about life, about love, about sex. What exactly is sex? Throughout history, it has captivated so many men and women, driving them to madness. Thinking back to my own love, wasn't it also passionate and intense? Wasn't it also about unwavering loyalty, about vows of eternal love? Why do so many people change so much in middle age? Why are so many men like me willing to have affairs?

Later, I gave myself an explanation: from a biological perspective, humans are animals, mammals, and mammals are inherently polygamous. It's just that we humans evolved, setting many moral standards for ourselves, restraining our behavior, but deep down, we still have the primal instincts of animals—no one can escape them, not even former US President Clinton.

The next morning, on my bike ride to work, D texted me: "Are you okay? What are you doing?" Clearly, she missed me. Women are generally like this: before you get her, she'll be very reserved. But once that barrier is broken, she'll become very dependent on the man she likes.

Once a man and a woman have done it once, they're both eager to do it again. So

I called her back, telling her I was on my way to work, and asked if she had time. She said I should go to work, even though I insisted, even though she was free that day.

I had no choice but to go to work. After working for a while, she texted me again: "Actually, if you insist on seeing me, I will come!" So I took the day off, asked her to meet me at my place, and took a taxi home.

After meeting, naturally, we hugged and kissed. Her kisses were very sweet, her breath carrying a faint fragrance. Many women exude a captivating fragrance when they are aroused. This time, the nervousness and panic of the first time were gone, replaced only by madness and passion. Unfortunately, she was a woman with obsessive-compulsive disorder; despite my repeated requests, she refused to kiss my penis, saying she had never kissed her husband's either. After a series of intense thrusts, I ejaculated!

This was our second and last time. Later, I called her, and she said she didn't want to see me again because she felt guilty towards her husband. She said she was satisfied with two encounters and wouldn't see me again. I didn't insist on seeing her anymore, and we never contacted each other again.

Now, let me tell you about Ms. E. I met her through work; my job required me to go to D city twice a year, and each time I had to meet her, so we became familiar with each other. Through conversation, I learned that her husband worked out of town year-round and rarely stayed home; their child was cared for by her mother. I remember once when I was leaving D city, she proactively told me where to catch the bus back. The next time, she again offered to take me to the station. Since it was still some time before my departure and it was lunchtime, I treated her to KFC. There's no way around it; men always have to pretend to be generous.

One piece of advice for men: to win a woman's favor, you must first be generous! Women don't like stingy men.

The next time I went to D city, since we had arranged it beforehand, she picked me up at the station, and then she wanted to treat me to dinner—it seemed to be a rural-style meal. When we were almost finished eating, I secretly paid the bill.

Because her home was far from where we were going to work, we stayed at the same hotel that night, in adjacent rooms. We chatted and watched TV in her room.

Oh, I forgot to describe what she looked like. She was about 165cm tall, had a great figure, a large bust, average looks, and rather dark skin.

Deep down, I was thinking about how to win her over. We chatted for a while longer, then I stood up and said, "I have to go." I patted her cheek affectionately, and she didn't seem to mind. So I touched her face again.

She said, "You've had too much to drink."

I said, "I haven't."

I touched her face again. Her face wasn't pale, but her skin was smooth. She seemed a little nervous: "Don't touch me, or something bad will happen!" When a woman says something like that, it's a hint!

I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I hope something bad happens!" Then I pulled her into my arms and went to find her lips... While kissing her, I freed one hand and caressed her breasts. She didn't resist, so I slipped my hand inside her sweater. Her breasts were large and smooth, and they felt good in my hand, but I couldn't hold them in my hand. Gradually, I lifted her shirt and took her nipple into my mouth. Although her breasts were large, her nipples were small, and they stood erect under my sucking. She was so excited she couldn't open her eyes, breathing heavily.

Next, I kissed her breasts while taking off her clothes until she was completely naked. She had a great figure, a slim waist, large hips, and a flat stomach. What surprised me was that her pubic hair was very short, almost touching her belly!

Before I could properly admire her body, my penis was already erect and eager to try. I quickly took off my own clothes and thrust my penis into her vagina!

Perhaps because it had been a long time since we had sex (her husband worked in another city most of the time), her vagina was very tight. When I first entered, she said it hurt a little, but after a few thrusts, she began to moan with pleasure… After making love, we hugged each other, talked for a while, and then I went back to my room to sleep.

Sometime later, there was a knock on my door. I looked at my watch; it was already six in the morning. I opened the door, and there she was, dressed in her underwear, standing there sleepily. "Come to my room,

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she said. A woman's words are a hint, so I hastily put on my clothes, went to her room, closed the door, and we hugged tightly and fell onto the bed… Later, I learned that she had shaved her pubic hair in the summer, and it was just growing back, so it was very short, like African hair plastered to the scalp.

Since we lived in different cities, nearly 400 kilometers apart, we rarely saw each other. Over the next few years, we probably had sex about five times, but due to the distance, we lost contact.

Later, I met F on Sina's dating platform. Her profile said she was from the same city as me, so we exchanged QQ numbers and started getting to know each other online. After chatting for a while, she told me she was actually in city A (about 80 kilometers from me). She used to be an accountant at a school, her husband was always doing business in the south, and she lived alone at home, so she often chatted online. She occasionally came to my city to shop, so I invited her over.

As our conversation deepened, we talked about sex, female orgasms, and oral sex. She said she had never performed oral sex before and had never enjoyed it. I described the wonderful feeling of oral sex to her, and she seemed very eager to experience it. All that was left was to meet in person!

Finally, one day, she arrived. When she appeared before me, I felt a little disappointed. Although we had video chatted a few times before, she wasn't as pretty as she appeared in the videos, and she wasn't very tall, about 155cm. She had also gained some weight. Although disappointed, I still had to make the most of my time. Since she was already there, I might as well go for it. Besides, my penis was already very hard from her upcoming arrival, and not ejaculating would affect my health!

After I picked her up at the bus station, I said, "Let's go to my place and rest for a while!" She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then got into a taxi with me.

When we arrived at my place, she sat on the sofa, and I naturally sat down next to her. She didn't seem to mind at all. Actually, we had already talked a lot on QQ, and we both knew what this meeting meant. I naturally put my arm around her shoulder, and she didn't resist at all, only showing nervousness and fluster. Her breathing became heavy! As I turned to find her mouth, she began to passionately respond to my kiss. While kissing her, I reached out and touched her breasts through her clothes. It was springtime, and she was dressed a little early, so I could feel that her breasts were quite large and soft. Seeing that she didn't resist, I slipped my hand inside her clothes and caressed and kneaded them freely… After a while, I touched her legs, which were clad in stockings, and then moved my hand upwards along her legs. Good heavens!

I actually touched her smooth legs! You have to understand, in that season, many people were wearing thermal underwear or long johns, and she was wearing a skirt, but underneath she was only wearing underwear! It was so exciting, I almost screamed!

So, I started using both hands, pulling down her panties. Her pubic hair was just the right amount, and her crotch area was quite plump. This is related to a person's weight; plump women have more flesh in their crotch area. Between her labia, glistening moisture was already flowing. What happened next is something any adult man or woman knows. After a fierce battle, I ejaculated, then rested for ten minutes, and then another fierce battle ensued. The second battle lasted longer than the first, and the woman felt better, but the man's feeling wasn't as good as the first. The man's pleasure at this point actually came more from the woman's moans, her heavy breathing, and the sounds of flesh colliding.

After the two battles, I saw her off and went to work.

Some time later, we met and had another fierce battle. Since we lived in different cities, and I didn't really like her, we never contacted each other again, only exchanging two phone calls. (

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