My experience of having sex with an older woman from Beijing

One summer evening in 2001, I was surfing the internet at Feiyu Internet Cafe. Friends in Beijing might know this cafe; it's quite large, located next to the National Library, inside the Minzu University campus. I was drifting around Beijing alone, and when I had sexual desires, I relied on the internet—living off the land, I guess. I didn't like dating; it was expensive, a waste of time and youth, and in the end, I'd be heartbroken—a complete loss. I liked browsing Sina's "40 Passion" section, where there were lots of sexy women and complaining wives, which suited my taste perfectly. That day, I was lucky; a woman with the screen name "bj Lost Old Woman" initiated a chat with me. My screen name was "Gentle Man," and she probably came for that. Women, you know, all want to be "cared for," hehe… Older women are no exception. I asked her age, and she was 58! Wow! My lower body tensed up; I was so excited, feeling an unprecedented challenge. This "sinful" night! Haha… I was so excited!

I'm extremely confident in my skills in bed. I'm not bragging, but the longest I've ever managed to seduce a woman is within an hour. We quickly got down to business, and I even had online dating with her once. But what happened later made me realize that this wasn't the first or second time she'd flirted with a younger man. She was very confident and didn't mind flirting with younger men. Luckily, I lied to her that I was 41, otherwise she would have kicked me out too, and I wouldn't have had a chance to prove myself. My skills in bed are truly amazing! I swear! I easily got her phone number and home number, and I kept calling her, not giving her a chance to breathe or back down. After I logged off, I went straight to her house. She said she lived near the Military Museum, in a single-story house. I thought to myself: Who are you kidding? I've never seen a single-story house before! They said it wasn't soundproof, but I was incredibly bold back then, probably blinded by lust. I hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Military Museum. The driver was so kind, taking every shortcut possible. Maybe it was my silver tongue, my endless flattery of Beijingers, that worked. Things were going incredibly smoothly; when luck comes, you can't stop it, no matter how old the woman is. Across from the Military Museum, in front of the McDonald's, I remember taking a picture here when my father first brought me to Beijing for school when I was a kid. Thinking back, it's a truly historic moment. And here I am, waiting for a 58-year-old woman, and going to sleep with her! Not sleeping with her would be a disservice to my youth.

I called her home phone, and she told me she'd come out to pick me up right away. Then I understood her thoughtfulness; she was so open-minded, giving me both her cell phone and home phone number. Maybe she was worried I wouldn't be able to find her? Haha… who knows.

I lit a cigarette at the alley entrance, a little scared. Things were going too smoothly; what if it was a scam? I didn't dare think any further. I hurriedly dialed my best friend's number and told him the gist of the situation, just in case. As we were talking, a voluptuous figure drifted over from the dark alley. She did look quite old. I was a little ecstatic, hehe… my little brother was getting excited too… hahaha. I hung up the phone and went up to greet her. She arrived, smiling lewdly. In the streetlight's glow, I could see her face clearly. Wow! She really was still attractive, wearing a tracksuit, all white, and her skin was quite fair. I calmed down a bit. She said, "You really came?" I didn't answer. Later, I said, "Thank you for picking me up." Hehe… what are you talking about…?" She said, "Let's talk about it when we get home."

She was quite impatient. We walked one after the other without saying a word. Her walk was seductive, a bouncy, yet light and graceful stroll, which gave me a glimmer of hope. She even tucked her hands into her sleeves, looking delicate and alluring. Although she was quite voluptuous, I couldn't tell which part of her body could withstand my frenzied thrusting at nearly 185cm and 82kg.

After turning left and right, we finally entered a long row of single-story houses. Along the way, she pointed out that the house she had just bought was an apartment building. I thought, "To be able to buy a house near the Military Museum, she must be quite wealthy." Later, it turned out she wasn't poor at all; she had good taste. She rented this place to be closer to work. I saw her car—a Jetta. She was divorced. The house wasn't awarded to her. Her house was very tidy, it seemed she had moved in quite some time ago, everything was in perfect order. I sat on the sofa and chatted with her casually, feeling like I was having a casual conversation with an aunt. Suddenly I didn't want to have sex with her anymore, but I vaguely saw the anxiety and lust in her eyes. She had to go to work tomorrow, haha... She made me a cup of black tea, and I was a little hesitant to drink it. She noticed my thoughts, plopped down next to me, pressed close, and took a sip. I smelled her expensive perfume, constantly teasing my sense of smell. Looking at her face, I started to feel something. She had short hair, a high, thin nose, a slightly dark complexion, and deep-set eyes like a French woman, but covered with fine wrinkles, which made her look clean. Her lipstick must have been freshly applied, it was crystal clear, hahaha... This old slut, just thinking about it made me hard.

I awkwardly put my arm around her, put down my teacup, and leaned back on the sofa. For a long time, neither of us spoke. It was unbelievable that I was holding an old woman old enough to be my mother, and my penis was already hard… She gasped, “Should we just sit like this all night?”

I suddenly realized this was too fussy. I restrained myself and lewdly asked her, “What do you mean when you told me online that your breasts are 36D?”

“You’re playing dumb…” she said, unzipping her zipper. Damn! She was only wearing a bra underneath. I said, “Damn! You little slut, you were all prepared?” She said, “No, I just took a shower. Feel how big they are.” I ruthlessly reached inside. Damn, they were huge! I never imagined she was so voluptuous, and with such large breasts, I couldn’t go any deeper. I pulled open her sexy dark green bra and kissed her passionately, starting from her earlobe and kissing her down to her nipple. Her nipple was very dark and very large, but it looked like it was about to break off at the joint, as if it could be pulled off with a little force, teetering on the verge of falling off. I thought she must have been a wet nurse or had been kissed by 10,000 men—so old-fashioned! But the feel was amazing! Very smooth, very tactile, I couldn't stop touching it. It really didn't feel like the breasts of a 58-year-old woman. My two hands could barely cover one of her breasts. Comrades: I'm not bragging! The biggest breasts I've ever played with in my life were hers!

I also kissed her during that time. Her breath was very good, unlike the housewives I'd slept with before, who had a vegetable-like smell. Her tongue was very long, and her kissing skills were on par with mine. I guessed she must have slept with many men. If she had only been slept with her husband or a few other men, she wouldn't be so experienced! Old married couples don't usually kiss, but I forgot she was 58. I only remember being passionately entangled in a kiss, kissing her like crazy. Her kissing skills were amazing. I remember someone saying: the most perfect French kiss involves unconsciously sucking each other's saliva. We were truly exchanging bodily fluids. Her breath smelled so good, like flesh. But I was still the expert. In the end, I kissed her tongue until it was soft. She gently stroked my penis through my pants. Don't rush, don't forget, she's an old woman... This little episode won't ignite her passion. An hour passed. I sucked her breasts, kissed her tongue wildly, rubbed her breasts, touched her vagina on the sofa, and fucked her for 15 minutes. Then we sat on the sofa and watched TV like elders and juniors chatting. In four years, this was the first time I'd met such a master. I was quite excited. We were both very calm, and I hadn't ejaculated yet. I felt like I was with an auntie, very relaxed. She went into the inner room for a while, then came out and patted my shoulder, saying: "The water's hot, do you want to take a shower?" I said okay, do you want to come with me? She said shyly, "Ugh, I've already showered. I'm not used to showering with others." I stripped naked in front of her. I was quite satisfied with my muscular physique. That day I was wearing a very sexy pair of red briefs. I had a feeling I looked like a gigolo, but it was so exciting. She pinched my butt, sat on the sofa, and looked at me with admiration. Her eyes were really lewd. As she spoke, she sucked my penis through my briefs. Wow! I felt dizzy. She was so slutty! Then I went into the bathroom and started showering... When I came back, she had turned off the main light and turned on the small lamp on the dressing table. Cai Qin's songs were playing in the living room and bedroom. She was an old female singer I never listened to. "

Woman Flower, falling in the wind.

Woman Flower, so poignant."

I felt a little sad and felt more and more pity for her.

She casually pulled back the blanket. It was cold with the air conditioning on. She leaned against the headboard, spread her legs wide open like a starfish, and then started playing with her clitoris as if no one else was around. She was wearing a bra, and for a moment she looked incredibly alluring.

I suddenly realized she was just as perverted as I was; we were evenly matched. I stood on the bed, holding my penis in front of her. She said mysteriously and softly, "You know what? I haven't had sex in a long time. I like to masturbate." I said, "Me too, but I don't lack women." She said, "Are you mocking me for being old?" I said, "No, little darling...hehe..." I stood above her head, holding the headboard, slightly bending my knees, and put my penis into her mouth. She was really experienced; I felt like I was inside her throat, but she didn't gag at all. I felt like she had deliberately drunk ice water—it felt so good, so slippery, so cool. My 14.5 centimeters of penis went in completely, not wasting a single bit. To this day, I still can't believe it was real. Of course, I only went in that deep once. I was a little embarrassed; she was just too horny.

I pinched her nipple with one hand and held onto the headboard with the other, moving in and out of her mouth. She puffed out her cheeks, but her tongue didn't stop, waving around in a pleading manner. I couldn't feel her teeth at all. Older women are formidable; they adapt to any situation with unchanging grace! Her expression was one of enjoyment, yet also like she was being tortured, which gave me a great sense of conquest, after all, she was 24 years older than me.

I had tormented her enough, so I tormented her gently, gesturing for her to lie down. I licked her entire body with my tongue, then stopped at her vulva. To be honest, it tasted a little sour, but I loved it. I parted her plump labia majora with my tongue, circling up and down her vaginal opening and labia minora. She began to moan softly. I bet none of you here have ever heard a 58-year-old woman moan during sex, have you? It really makes you ejaculate prematurely, it's so alluring.

"Ah...mmm...ah...mmm...so bad...ah...so good..." I'll never forget it. If you haven't been with an older woman, why don't you give it a try? Youth shouldn't be wasted... After about 10 minutes, I started having her give me a blowjob. I gently massaged her large breasts and sucked on her nipples for over 20 minutes. She wasn't very wet; for a 58-year-old woman, I was satisfied. The fluid secreted from her vagina was visible and very clear, as if I could tell how much she needed. Not a drop was wasted, unlike younger women who overflow with fluid and make a mess. Her vulva was full; she had never had children, and as she got older, it seemed to have closed up a bit, her labia majora appearing to have atrophied, highlighting her tender labia minora. Her hair was sparse, probably due to a long-term unstable sex life... I took my large penis and started circling it in front of her vulva. I looked at her, and she screamed even more pitifully. My glans was covered in her love juice. I felt it was enough. You should know that I drew more than 200 circles on her genitals, and her whole body went limp.

I pretended to poke her anus, and she gasped, saying, "Put it in the front first, then the back. You need to wear a condom; I have lubricant." Auntie's experience was indeed rich; she'd practiced everything. I asked if she had a syringe so I could give her an enema later, and she laughed. Actually, I'd never done anal sex before. She gave me an admiring look, then shyly said I was bad, that she liked being fucked in the anus, that she'd been fucked by three men at the same time, etc… Beijing women are so open. Unexpectedly… Then I slowly entered her. Her vagina was really small and tight, like a young girl's. I thrust in and out, and she cried out even louder, her voice extremely mature, penetrating, and rhythmic. Every time I thrust, she cried out, completely natural. I don't remember much after that. I was thrusting at a rate of two times per second—you can imagine how intense it was. Later, I didn't even remember how she moaned; I only remembered sweat running down my face onto her breasts. Her swaying breasts drove me wild. In an hour and a half, she came countless times. When she orgasmed… She laughed, one finger in her mouth, the other cupping her buttocks. Because she was so voluptuous, the veins in her neck bulged and throbbed repeatedly. Her sagging breasts looked inflated, glistening. Her breasts were so white, truly dazzling. You might not believe it, but a 58-year-old woman, during orgasm, could push my penis out and yell, "Don't stop! Don't stop! Go in! Go in!" I placed a pillow under her buttocks and fucked her hard, again and again. The only sounds in the room besides her cries were the slapping of her buttocks! Like rapid clapping, it was incredibly arousing! I fucked her hips until they were completely ruined. I finally understand why it's called "hips." In an hour and a half, I only changed positions four times. Older women don't like fancy moves; real, hard fucking moves will move her. I tried the horse riding position, supporting her waist as I lifted her up and fucked her from behind for over half an hour. She was exhausted and collapsed onto the bed, almost making me ejaculate. I looked at her plump ass and felt very happy!

She later told me she remembered having 11 orgasms, but later she couldn't remember anymore. Older women don't have the pressure of pregnancy, so they orgasm quickly. Women who can't have children are more lustful than men. Finally, I said, "I'll ejaculate now." Everyone was calm. She said, "No... let me do it one last time." I said, "Okay, did I fuck you well?" She smiled but didn't answer...

It made me quite embarrassed. I'm usually very polite in real life.

She spread her legs to let me penetrate her, then made me spread my legs again, and she put hers together. My penis was then inserted into her vagina like a thermometer, still on top. She moaned, "Just keep going for two minutes and I'll come. Let's orgasm together." I looked at the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and started thrusting hard. I felt so stimulated; my glans was numb.

A minute later, she wrapped her arms around my neck and shouted nervously, "Don't stop! Harder! Twenty more thrusts! I'm coming! Ah...ah...ah!" When she orgasmed, she clung tightly to my neck, her abdominal muscles contracting violently, her lower body burning hot... Her vagina contracted tightly, and I finally couldn't hold back anymore, ejaculating for almost a minute, shooting my semen into the vagina of a woman 24 years older than me... She let out a cry, arched her back,

and then went limp. We held each other tightly, motionless for a long, long time... We were soaking wet, like we'd just taken a sauna. If it weren't for the noise from the air conditioner on the wall, we would have thought we'd died together...

Time stopped.

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