[Agricultural University Hotel: Woman sexually assaults 39-year-old online friend, causing her to ejaculate profusely]

I created a chat room called "Bubble" (泡泡) with an extremely seductive name,

searching for ." I was like a hunter, and perseverance paid off; I finally found my prey.

The process of finding a good match is difficult, so don't give up because of a little setback. Remember to be resilient, because

the process itself is beautiful.

My name was direct, and our conversation was direct too.

This woman was 39 years old (hehe, another hungry wolf, don't laugh, everyone). Her husband said she screamed like a pig being slaughtered

during —ha, I liked it! We added each other on QQ, and then I showed her videos

—videos of women squirting downloaded from Moloch. She was very surprised, saying she never imagined women could scream so

intensely , nor that women could ejaculate (this is called squirting).

This woman actually had very little sexual knowledge; she didn't know what a G-spot was, what squirting was, or that women

should have three types of orgasms (clitoral orgasm, A-spot orgasm, G-spot orgasm). Then I started lecturing

and going on and on, and she was completely impressed. Then she asked to hear my voice and watch my video,

which I granted. Actually, she wanted to allay her concerns; meeting someone you met online is always best approached with caution.

Fellow enthusiasts, be careful not to get caught out.

We then arranged a time and place to meet (it sounds simple, but it actually took several days

of discussion). She said she was a bit of a germaphobe and needed a clean environment, and that she wouldn't

perform oral sex on men and would need a condom during sex. But then she added that if I could give her an incredible experience, she was

open to discussing anything. Haha, I was confident. Using a condom during sex isn't my style, and I'm not a prostitute, so what was there to be afraid of?

I agreed to all her requests, but I didn't bring a condom when we met.

We met promptly at noon. I arrived a little earlier because I lived nearby; I had booked

a room and bought some food and drinks. Time was precious, and I didn't want to waste it on going out for meals.

Then we showered and went to bed.

I won't describe this woman's appearance; she's almost forty, so there's no need to expect too much. It would

be a lie to say she's as beautiful as an angel. Even a wildflower, like a foxtail grass, smells better than a cultivated one. We started

with a brief exchange. She said she only came to find out what squirting was and wanted to experience it for herself. I

assured I would make her wish come true.

Enough small talk, I started kissing her body, her genitals. After some foreplay, I prepared to find her G-spot with

my fingers . Just as I was about to insert them, she said, "You were holding the air conditioner remote earlier; your hands are dirty. Wash them.

" Damn, she's such a germaphobe. I went to the bathroom to wash up and then started again. First, I inserted my middle finger, slowly

searching. I gently stimulated the front wall of her vagina, and soon a spot became hard and rough, about the size of a one-yuan

coin —that was her G-spot.

I also inserted my index finger and began rhythmically stimulating her G-spot with both fingers. She started moaning

, groaning and moaning, not like a pig being slaughtered. After stimulating her for a while, I switched to my middle and

ring The middle and ring fingers are stronger than the index and middle fingers, and they're more likely to induce orgasm—that's

based on experience. Using my index and middle fingers earlier was just for teasing. I increased the intensity and

pace . This woman cooperated very well, using both hands to forcefully spread her legs apart—she really knew how to enjoy herself

. With the rhythm of the stimulation, she started howling—haha, she really did sound like a pig being slaughtered.

She released her legs, suddenly covering her face with the sheet and biting it with her mouth. It seems she knew she

was being loud; what the hell does being a germaphobe mean in the face of orgasm? Then she started to leak fluid,

not much, but enough to soak my hand and genitals. When I stopped, she really looked like a dead pig

, lying on the bed with the sheet in her mouth. I saw tears streaming down her face. After a while,

she said, "I'm sorry, I cried. This feeling was just too intense; I couldn't take it."

She kept asking me if I had squirted, if that was what squirting is. I said I had, and it could be considered

squirting, but not much. There wasn't any on the sheets because I had put a blanket under her buttocks to avoid soiling the

white sheets. I stroked her entire vulva with my hand, rolled over, and prepared to insert my penis. She said to put on a condom.

I pretended to be serious and said, "Oh dear, I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring one." She said she couldn't insert it without a condom.

Actually, she hadn't used any contraception. She said she had an IUD, but because she

always , she had it removed. I said, "Never mind then, just give me oral or manual stimulation.

" She started stroking me with her hand, and my penis swelled up in her hand. Suddenly, she wrapped herself around me like a snake,

saying, "I can't take it anymore! Just put it in! I don't care anymore, just don't ejaculate inside!" Haha, I was happy to grant that request

. I rolled over and mounted her. Her moans were really loud; just hearing them was unbearable.

A little while later

Then we lay side by side on the bed. I lit a cigarette; it was time to rest. My penis was becoming increasingly

unreliable ; it wouldn't get hard for at least ten minutes after each ejaculation. She said she and her husband didn't have much sex, and she rarely had orgasms. Her

husband's lasting time was short, unable to satisfy her, so she had to rely on masturbation to achieve satisfaction. Then

, at my request, she started masturbating in front of me, but she couldn't reach orgasm. She said that having someone

around prevented her from fully engaging, which made my penis hard again. She said, "Let me kiss your balls.

" Haha, what a surprise!

She lay on her back, had me kneel above her head, and started kissing my balls. It felt great, even though her technique

wasn't great, it was definitely pleasurable. I was half-squatting like that, it was so tiring. I asked to change positions, so I lay down and she

knelt down beneath me and kissed me. After a while, she started kissing my penis, but her oral sex skills were

terrible, it made me incredibly itchy and uncomfortable. I made her stop, and then I started having sex with her vagina. We changed

positions several times, but I didn't dare ejaculate inside. When I felt I was about to ejaculate, I squatted over her head and had her use her

mouth to bring me to my clitoris. Actually, I wanted to ejaculate inside her mouth; I had to punish this germaphobe.

But just as I was about to ejaculate, she pulled out, and I ejaculated all over her face.

She was a little angry and asked if I wanted to ejaculate inside her mouth. I honestly admitted it, but said I

didn't ejaculate inside. I didn't care about that anymore and started stimulating her G-spot with my fingers, and another torrent of pleasure ensued.

During the exercise, she squirted again. That's how women are; once they squirt once, it's easy for them

to squirt again and again.

After dinner, we smoked a cigarette and started making love again. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and began to slowly

stimulate her . This time, she controlled it well, taking her time and enjoying herself. She moaned and asked me

what I was doing. I said I was having sex. She said no, and then asked me what I was doing again. I said I was fucking her. She

said, "No, you're touching her." I said I was touching her, and I was going to touch her until she died, you slut, you whore. She

was really excited.

Sometime during the day, a group of women moved into the next room. Their voices and laughter

were so loud. When I sped up, her vagina started gushing out, and then she screamed like a pig being slaughtered

. The next room went silent, probably because they heard us. Then I slowed down, and she stopped screaming.

The voices and laughter from the next room returned. When I sped up again, she started squirting and screaming again, and the next room went

silent again. It was so exciting! After several repetitions, my arms ached, and she collapsed completely onto

the bed. My penis was hard, and after a while, I asked her to give me oral sex. I taught her what deep throat was and

how to stimulate the glans with my tongue. She learned quickly; she was a quick learner. She kept my

penis in her mouth the whole time, and this time it felt incredibly good.

I asked her if I could ejaculate inside, and she nodded with my penis still in her mouth. After a few more deep throats, I finally

ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. She didn't pull out immediately but instead

licked the glans with her tongue, mixing it with the semen. The glans after ejaculation couldn't withstand such stimulation; it was a painful

pleasure . Only after my penis completely softened did she pull out and spit the semen into the trash can. Then she said

something that touched me deeply: she said that I had given her unprecedented satisfaction, and she would fulfill all my

requests I had no objections. Like I said, what is a germaphobia compared to an orgasm?

This time she really sprayed; the water soaked through the blanket and soaked a large patch of the pristine white sheets.

After resting for a while, we did it again, and just like last time, she sprayed thoroughly

again , leaving another large stain on the sheets.

It was 4:30 in the blink of an eye. Her train back was at 5:10. We washed up, and she left first, heading to the bus station

herself . I was taking the train home. My train was at 6:00, so I stayed to check out.

When the hotel staff came to check the room, they saw the two stains on the sheets and said I had to pay for them. I guess they were

joking to scare me. I said, "I'm so sorry, ma'am (around 50 years old), a wash will do." She laughed

and said, "You young people..." Haha, it seems she heard the commotion.

Then I checked out and went home!

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