[Xiao Wu from Yangzhou: A True Story]

Several days ago, I truthfully wrote about my experiences with a beautiful woman in Nanjing, and received support from Nalan, thank you.

This time I'll share another experience of mine. To be honest, I've had several women in my life, but I've always been too lazy

to write about them. However, today, with Nalan's support, I'm in a good mood, so I'll write about another true experience. I

've always spent a lot of time browsing the internet, opening my alternate QQ account for seeking pleasure, and

consciously adding beautiful women from nearby cities. I also frequently visit dating websites. Around October two years ago,

I met someone from a real estate sales center in Yangzhou on a dating website. Since I had just bought a new house in 2006, I

had some knowledge of the housing market, so we started talking a lot, mainly about houses.

At first she misled me by saying she was a saleswoman, but later I gradually learned that she was the sales office's accountant, haha, and also

a secretary. Her surname was Wu. She was three years younger than me.

We chatted haphazardly about everything under the sun for about a week. I could

see it seems like girls working in offices like to be online on QQ. Sometimes I could see her at night too,

usually when she was home alone. After a few back-and-forth chats, one night I asked her to

video chat . At first, she refused, saying she didn't have one, but I had a lot of apps installed at the time, so I was sure she did

. After some persuasion, we finally video chatted. She was beautiful, with a beauty mark on the left side of her cherry-like lips (

friends in Yangzhou, keep an eye out, you might run into her! But don't say I'm writing about her here!). She

also said I was handsome, haha, I was so happy! It felt great to be complimented by a beautiful woman, and when a beautiful woman says you're handsome, you're basically

50% sure. I was just worried she wouldn't be interested after seeing me. We continued chatting, and then I asked for her phone number, which she

happily the more excited I became.

The next step, of course, was to meet in person. We met around the beginning of November. It was a Sunday.

It was a crisp autumn day . I met up with a young woman at an Shangdao Coffee shop in Yangzhou. We booked a private room, and when she arrived, she said she hadn't eaten yet, so she ordered

a light meal. We ate facing each other, and the atmosphere was already quite pleasant. During the meal, she even shared some of

the beef from her plate with me. Hehe. What a considerate young woman! After the meal, we had some coffee and chatted aimlessly.

Suddenly, I grabbed her hand. She shyly struggled a little but didn't pull away. I knew she was half-heartedly giving in.

Something was going on ! I was overjoyed! I pulled her to the sofa on my side, and she immediately pulled me onto my lap. We started

kissing, and she was very cooperative, engaging in a French kiss for about 10 minutes. Her face was flushed; I never expected a mature woman to have such

girlish behavior. I liked it! But since it was Shangdao, a public place, I couldn't be too forward. I suggested we go for a walk, but

she said there were too many acquaintances on the street, making it inconvenient. Hehe, that suited me perfectly. Even if she wanted to go shopping, I

wouldn't dare —too many acquaintances. I told her to come with me, that I'd take her somewhere. She asked where, and I said

she'd find out when we got there. We went downstairs and drove to the nearby Garden Holiday Hotel. The woman was a married woman,

so she naturally knew my purpose, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.

We booked a room for a few hours; I think it was on the 8th floor, at the end of the corridor—anyway, the room number was auspicious.

Once in the room, as soon as the door closed, we started French kissing again, I vigorously caressing her body. Since it was autumn, she was

n't . Slowly, I slipped my right hand inside her clothes, caressing her breasts. They weren't very big, but still

quite fleshy. The woman's eyes were slightly closed, seemingly enjoying it. This is where the difference between a married woman and a young girl comes in;

a young girl is always somewhat concealing, while a married woman is very cooperative. We fell onto the bed together, and I frantically pulled off

her top. Her pink bra couldn't completely cover her breasts, revealing a shallow cleavage. I gently kissed the edges of her

breasts while rubbing her genitals with my hand. Her legs began to tighten; I knew she was getting aroused. I

slipped my hand inside her pants, and through her panties, I caressed her private area, feeling her pubic hair. It felt wonderful.

I continued deeper, touching her vulva, which was already a little wet. Because she was wearing tight jeans, it

was a bit difficult to touch her genitals, so I simply

pulled down her pants. She struggled a little, then gave up and let me remove them. Underneath, I saw a cute pair of lace panties

with a Kitty pattern on the front. Sexy and cute at the same time!

Now the beauty was only wearing a pink bra and the cute panties, her eyes slightly closed, her arms wrapped around my

neck . I quickly removed my own clothes and continued kissing and caressing her. After a while, my penis was getting

really engorged, so I pulled down her panties and thrust inside. It was surprisingly tight. She said she hadn't had children yet. I

said I felt amazing. She smiled and told me to be gentle. I said okay.

I removed all her clothes, pressed my hands firmly against her breasts, and began a vigorous

thrusting motion. She moaned and groaned, and soon I felt she was incredibly wet, almost overflowing

. Yes, "overflowing" wouldn't be an exaggeration. I asked her why she was so wet, and she told me she

hadn't done it in a long time; her husband was a taxi driver, working the night shift, so she hadn't done it in a while. I said I'd just help her out, to make her

happy to death. She smiled shyly and didn't say anything, continuing to moan.

Because of our many experiences with love and sex, I kept thrusting into her, starting with her from above and below,

then having her on top, and later from behind, always going all the way in. She was so overwhelmed by my thrusting that she kept

calling me "brother" and "husband." She felt like she was going to ejaculate, but I intentionally held back. I was sweating

, so I said I'd turn on the air conditioning. Since the hotel had central air conditioning, and the switch was at the door, I suddenly pulled her up to

my waist and went to turn it on. My penis was still inside her vagina, and she cried out, saying it hurt. I

smiled apologetically.

Because of the earlier incident with the air conditioner, I unconsciously adjusted my ejaculation intensity, so

I her down on the bed and thrust hard. After another ten minutes or so, I was too tired and ejaculated violently.

When I ejaculated, she hugged me tightly; I knew she had reached orgasm. I lay on top of her, not wanting to move,

slowly playing with her erect nipples, still slightly pink—truly a young woman new to intimacy. Then

we took a shower together, though at first she didn't want me to shower with her, so I didn't force her. After

showering , we watched TV for a while, and then I felt aroused again, so we continued. This time, because it was the second time, I

went all out, without any deliberate restraint, because I knew we were staying in a short-stay room and time was precious.

Can't waste time, haha! We did it for about 20 minutes, then I ejaculated again. After a short rest, I went to shower. This time she

agreed to shower with me, and even helped me apply shower gel to my penis. Haha. So good!

Later, I took a short nap, and seeing that it was almost time, and she had to go home, I checked out. I wanted

to drive her to her neighborhood, but she said her husband was a taxi driver, and many drivers knew her, so it wouldn't be convenient for me

to drive her. She took a taxi home herself.

For the next few weeks, we were together almost every week, always going to a hotel. But then it was Chinese New Year,

and her husband seemed to sense something was wrong, so it wasn't as frequent. However, it's been almost three years now, and we're

still together, though not as often, about once a month.

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