My passionate experience with a divorced woman

It's been a long time, but it feels like it happened yesterday. Although I've been with many women,

she was my first decent one.

We met on QQ. I was feeling lonely at the time, so I added people on QQ. Many people on

QQ have photos, which helps filter out unattractive ones (but you still have to look at the photos carefully; many

photos are quite different from reality. It's best to have multiple photos so you can have a more

accurate ).

She wasn't in a good mood. She's from Yangzhou, but she was in Wuxi; I guess she was seeing her lover.

A woman's bad mood is a great opportunity for us; it's easiest to get into her heart at this time. I comforted her,

saying caring things, and slowly she accepted me, but she didn't reveal her secret. I didn't

want to ask ; comforting people is annoying, and it usually doesn't work, at most making you feel a little better.

Later, she went back to Yangzhou. I'd see her at work and chat with her whenever I had free time. I'm not usually in a rush with

these things. I asked her out a few times at first, but she didn't agree. Later, I switched

to a different version of QQ, but it showed my IP address, and some even showed the internet cafe. One day I saw her online.

Friends in Yangzhou might know there's an internet cafe opposite the Suguo supermarket, so I went there, logged on, and chatted

for a while. I told her I was also in that internet cafe, and she was surprised. I said, "Let's meet up, I'll treat you to something to eat."

She agreed. So I saw her in real life. She was quite different from her photos, but

she was pretty, very mature. I hadn't been with her before. There's a saying: "Ugly face but not ugly body, hard and spirited."

There's a restaurant on the food street called "Hundred-Year-Old Fish," which is quite expensive, but you have to be willing to invest to pick up a decent girl. We ate and chatted.

There's a generation gap between those born in the 70s and 80s, but we still had common topics: her son. I'm

a teacher, so I could teach her about raising her son. Nothing happened on our first meeting. We

had a few more meals together afterward, but nothing more. I was getting impatient, but she was very traditional and hard to get closer to.

Our first breakthrough came last winter. One day we went out, and it got late. There were no more taxis available, so

she offered to take me home. I agreed, since taking a taxi home was quite expensive, and I wanted to save money, plus

maybe get something out of it. I sat in the back of her car, gently holding her waist. She didn't object; her waist wasn't

too fleshy and felt soft to the touch. We arrived quickly, and I got out of the car. She said she had to go home. I looked at her,

thinking known each other for so long, and I haven't even made love yet. That's a waste!" So I hugged her. Just as she was about to speak,

I silenced her with a kiss. She struggled for a moment, then began to respond passionately. A woman without a man can't resist

such temptation. I seized the opportunity to expand my territory. Her breasts weren't large, but they were very soft. Every part of her body

was soft. I said, "You're so soft!" She replied, "That's why they say women are made of water." I slipped my hand

inside her and said, "So much water!" She lowered her head shyly. It was truly remarkable. I said, "I want you." She disagreed,

saying, "I don't want to hurt you. This won't lead

anywhere." I thought to myself, "I never wanted anything to happen with you anyway." So I tried to reason with her, but she was too traditional and wouldn't agree. I had to give up. After that, we

became very familiar with each other. We did everything except for sex.

Later, we took it a step further—outdoor sex!

One evening, after dinner, I said, "Let's find a place to sit!" (This was a great

way to get along, saving money and allowing for some groping.) I don't remember the exact location, but it was by a main road

with many small trees—what a perfect outdoor sex range! We sat on the bench kissing. I slipped my hand inside her and

teased her for a long time. We couldn't take it anymore, so I picked her up, still kissing her, and carried her

deeper into the grove. I put her down, hugged her from behind, and thrust my hand inside her, moving it in and out. She moaned softly,

very passionately and beautifully. I looked around and saw that the trees blocked our view. I pulled down her pants, revealing her snow-white

buttocks. My penis was already erect, found the entrance, and thrust all the way in. We both breathed a sigh of relief,

having longed for this moment for so long. I started thrusting wildly. She cried out loudly. Although it was late and there was no

one around, I was still worried. In this tension, I thrust even faster. After a few minutes, I couldn't take it anymore.

There was so much fluid, especially in this environment. I said, "Sister, I'm going to cum." She said, "Come on." I took a deep breath and

made my final thrust. Finally, all my semen from the past few days shot inside her. It felt so good. She smiled and said to me, "Little

man."

We slept together a few more times, but she was still reserved. It was hard to get her to agree to meet, and even harder to sleep with her.

But every time we slept together, she was very promiscuous and even gave me a handjob. Women are contradictory creatures.

We've lost contact now. I lied and told her I no longer work in Yangzhou, but I'll remember this experience

for the rest of my life. Whenever I want her, I'll say I'm coming to see her in Yangzhou. I still have her phone number saved,

haha…

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