[Experience with a 178cm tall, respectable woman]

She's

one of .

Initially, we didn't discuss sex. It's funny how things turned out; in a local chat room,

one of my female friends was being bullied, and she frantically called for me to stand up for her on MSN.

I'm quite good at insulting people, and thanks to my typing speed and witty remarks, I unleashed a barrage of insults in the chat room, a

screen full of sharp, red text bombs. The person wasn't driven away; instead, they became even more aggressive, attracting a

fan named "Butterfly."

She privately expressed her support.

We added each other on QQ, and when we got to know each other better, she told me she liked sex, which surprised me greatly.

It's rare for a woman to express her sexual desires so directly.

I wondered: Could I have encountered a seasoned womanizer or been set up? So I tested her repeatedly.

I found her very honest, without any flaws, and even seemed quite naive and innocent.

I still felt hesitant, thinking: I should meet her in person first; then I'll have a better understanding.

We lived in the same city, which was another important reason I felt safe meeting her—my

roots were in my hometown, so I figured I wouldn't be easily scammed. I arranged to meet her at a fairly well-known hotel;

floors 2-5 offered various cuisines, and floors 6 and above were guest rooms—a decent four-star hotel.

I arrived ten minutes early and reserved a single room at the front desk, but didn't get a receipt.

I figured if things didn't go well, or we couldn't agree, or we didn't like each other, I could just cancel.

After that, I booked a table on the third floor and then went to the hotel entrance to pick her up. We agreed to meet in the hotel

parking lot . I was quite nervous because we hadn't met before.

We hadn't discussed her physical characteristics on QQ, so I had no firsthand impression of her.

She, however, had asked me detailed questions,

which I answered in the same way.

(That's the advantage of being a man.

If you don't like someone, it's very easy to refuse them after meeting them, and it doesn't hurt feelings, so you don't have to interrogate them like

you're checking their background.) Fortunately, the parking lot was mostly empty.

I figured the woman who showed up at the appointed time would be her.

But something completely unexpected happened.

At the appointed time, a tall woman appeared, around 30 years old, wearing

a long red coat and a long woolen skirt. She was a whopping 178cm tall, with delicate features and short hair that covered one

earring .

I froze, staring at this beauty I had to look up to see, speechless (she was almost ten centimeters taller than me).

Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, she took a few steps, stopping just before reaching me. "Are you XX?" (my

online name).

I exclaimed, "Ah!"... Luckily, I've seen it all before. I 　　followed up

with a genuinely surprised exclamation: "Sister Butterfly? You're so...so...so shocking!" I deliberately stammered. 　　She laughed: "Shocked? Did I scare you with my ugliness?" I said: "On the contrary...you're so beautiful...and so...tall..." She laughed heartily and brightly—"Yes." 　　You're too short. The meal was very pleasant; she was very talkative, and I used all the tricks I 'd learned . I ordered red wine (I always order red wine; I don't drink spirits. 　　White wine makes me drunk easily), and after a few glasses, her face flushed. 　　I said, "Let's go upstairs for a while after dinner. 　　The rooms here are quite nice ." 　　She nodded naturally. I thought, "She's really not pretentious at all." We immediately embraced in the room. 　　It was a really unpleasant feeling. 　　I had to stand on tiptoe, and she had to bend down to kiss my forehead and earlobe. 　　This prevented our bodies from touching. 　　Plus, my male pride… made me very uncomfortable… I didn't experience any pleasure from the caresses. 　　A few minutes later, I said, "I'm going to shower. 　　You can watch TV as you like." 　　While showering, I calmed myself down. 　　My biggest thought was: are our bodies compatible? 　　After I came out, she went to shower. 　　I didn't follow her in. 　　I waited for her on the bed. 　　When she lay down next to me, the height difference was hidden, and I felt much more comfortable. 　　I started tracing my tongue over her body… She murmured, “I’ve never been kissed like this before.” 　　(I later believed her; she had cheated on me twice before, and we later became friends .) I became more enthusiastic and used more caressing techniques. 　　When I kissed her vulva, she gestured for me to turn over onto her… We played 69 , missionary position. Her mouth was large 　　(proportionate to her height), and she took it in deeply with just the right amount of pressure. It 　　felt incredibly good. 　　I also carefully caressed her clitoris. 　　Then we penetrated her in the missionary position. 　　What made me happiest was that when I have sex with girls of similar or shorter height, I have to arch my body to get a good feel during penetration, 　　which greatly affects the depth and angle. 　　But it was just right for her. 　　My mouth was right on her breasts. 　　It didn’t affect the force at all. 　　She moaned and rolled over, leaning over the headboard. I penetrated her from behind—her buttocks were large and white. 　　She leaned very low, and I needed to stand up to penetrate her… but I still couldn’t reach the bottom. 　　I made her stand up too. 　　I was half-squatting, bent over the headboard. 　　It felt much better then. 　　We ended up in the woman-on-top position…it was truly unforgettable. 　　Her breasts writhed as she knelt on top of me. 　　Because of her height, it gave me immense pleasure. 　　Later, we even tried having sex outdoors. 　　She was lying on the back of a car, her skirt lifted. 　　I stood behind her. 　　We both liked the rear-entry position. 　　After that, we became very good friends, often contacting each other, having meals together, and 　　talking about work and trivial matters. 　　But we didn't have sex anymore. 　　The reason was simple: she told me her sex drive wasn't as strong as before.

There was another reason she didn't mention.

But I know it: her husband had been sick and almost died.

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