My experience with my ex-girlfriend

She was my mistress, almost my wife. We maintained a physical relationship for over three years.
The first time I saw her was in the company cafeteria. She was wearing a white top and black bottom, a business suit. Perhaps because she was still unfamiliar with the environment, she had an unnatural smile on her face. She was tall and slender, with a beautiful face, very attractive to men. There was a hint of worldliness in her eyes and expression. I felt a stirring in my heart, thinking: This should be my woman. Later, it did indeed become a reality.
Our initial intimate contact took place in places like movie theaters and teahouses. She was very proactive, passionate during kisses; our tongues intertwined, and our bodies were tightly embraced. I think she must have felt my erection, and I could feel her body through her clothes: her breasts weren't large, but her hips were quite full (I pay far more attention to a woman's buttocks than her breasts; I always feel that's the most sensual part of a woman). Later, her hand slid down my chest on its own. Despite wearing jeans, my penis was still erect, and her caresses of that area made it rock hard. She even grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, trying to guide it under her sweater so I could directly feel her flesh. I refused to go any further: I loved her then and didn't want our first time to happen in a place like this. I said, "Let's find a place in a few days, and I'll take you properly." Hearing this, she seemed very excited, almost collapsing onto me, her eyes tightly closed as if savoring the words, while simultaneously eagerly bringing her lips to my mouth. I think she must have been soaking wet then.
My first time with her was at a hot spring resort in the suburbs. We got a VIP room with its own hot spring pool, and the staff filled the tub and left. Although we both knew what was going to happen next, we were still a little reserved. She told me to go first. I went into the bath fully clothed, took off my clothes, soaked for a while, then came out wrapped in a towel. I let her in and lay down on the bed to watch TV. After a while, she also came out wrapped in a towel and lay down beside me. At first, neither of us spoke. After watching TV for a few minutes, she leaned in and kissed me. Our lips met again, and my hand naturally moved to her smooth back. Then, she slowly untied her towel. She wasn't fair-skinned; in fact, she was a bit dark-skinned, but she was slender and tall, with small breasts that rose and fell. Then, she untied my towel, and her mouth moved down from my lips until she took my penis into her mouth and began to suck on it earnestly. The fact that she offered oral sex on our first time made me both excited and surprised. After a while, she sat on top of me, inserted my penis, and began to move on top of me.
We were both a little reserved and not very open during our first time having sex. I don't remember hearing her moans, only that her breathing was rapid, and I didn't feel much pleasure myself, probably due to nervousness. After about ten minutes, I ejaculated. She cleaned me up and lay down beside me. I asked her if she had an orgasm. She smiled faintly and said, "A little.
" Having broken through that barrier, we began to make love frequently and passionately, almost every week. Perhaps we were sexually compatible, unleashing a lot of our potential and creating countless unforgettable memories.
Her libido was extremely high; she would reach orgasm three or four times each time we made love. I remember once we made love in a bathhouse, and I ejaculated quickly. She said, half-jokingly, half-seriously, "I'm not done yet." Strangely enough, I, who used to be unable to last long during sex and even doubted my sexual abilities, was unusually firm and long-lasting every time I made love with her. I think this was probably psychological. I remember I could even last an hour on her, and for the first time, I truly understood what "control" meant: as long as I didn't want to ejaculate, I had complete control, fully enjoying her snake-like writhing and moaning on or beneath me, until she reached at least two orgasms before I could release my semen into her with a satisfying release. For that, I was incredibly grateful to her.
We tried many positions until we found our favorite. Initially, we used the most traditional position, me holding her tightly from above, our lips locked together, our tongues swirling wildly in each other's mouths, almost sucking each other's tongues off. Our genitals felt like they were intertwined, my penis deeply inserted into her vagina, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Her hands would casually caress my back and buttocks, her lower body responding to my movements, undulating incessantly. At this moment, what was most moving was her expression: her face flushed, her large eyes half-open, gazing at me with deep affection. Sometimes, when I thrust deeply, her eyes would close, seemingly thoroughly enjoying my intense thrusts. Her mouth was half-open, emitting captivating "ah ah" moans, and when my lips were sealed by hers, she made "mmm" sounds. When I reached my climax, I would hold her frantically, my penis thrusting desperately deep into her vagina. At the moment of ejaculation, I felt my penis stretch to its longest length inside her, gushing out thick streams of semen. She would moan "oh, oh," arching her lower body to let me ejaculate even deeper. At that moment, I experienced what "unity of body and soul" truly meant. Once, during rapid thrusting, I asked her: What are we doing? She breathed heavily and replied: Making love. I asked again: Do you like it? She hugged me even tighter and said: I couldn't ask for more. Another time, after I ejaculated, lying on top of her, she murmured: Do you know how good it felt when you thrust into me so deeply that last time?
We've also tried doggy style. I've mentioned I'm a butt enthusiast; her butt didn't look big, but that's because of her well-proportioned figure and slender waist, making it actually quite full. Her buttocks were beautifully shaped, full and shapely without sagging. I especially loved playing with her buttocks, watching them ripple like waves—very sexy. I often pressed my face against her buttocks and kissed them, sucking on her flesh. It's a pity she didn't like playing with her anus, otherwise I definitely would have explored that area. She once asked, puzzled, "What's so fun about a butt? Aren't they just two big pieces of flesh?" Now I think she asked that because she liked me touching her breasts, and perhaps there was an element of teasing involved. I replied, "I just like it. You can't lose weight, or your butt will get smaller." She countered, "What's the point of having such a big butt?" She knew the answer already. Later, for a while, she became fuller than before, and in the summer, wearing tight pants, her buttocks looked very plump. One of her good friends jokingly asked her, "Have you gained weight?" Her buttocks were so round, of course, some guys would definitely like that. Such plump buttocks, watching the flesh jiggle as I fucked her from behind, was truly a feast for the eyes. She seemed to like me fucking her from behind too, saying it went in deeper that way. Once, I fucked her from behind until she was panting heavily, and I suddenly reached around from the front to touch her clitoris. She immediately reached orgasm, convulsing wildly for a while before collapsing onto the bed, whispering, "I give up." After she discovered I liked her buttocks, she even lay on the bed and let me sit on her soft buttocks, so I could fuck her while playing with her buttocks. I would lift her buttocks up and then lower them, and she would let out a low moan. But doing this was too stimulating, and I would quickly ejaculate. I usually ejaculated inside her, but I also once ejaculated on her buttocks. When the hot semen touched her body, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh."
Our most frequent and favorite position is woman-on-top. There are many reasons for this. First, I always feel that she is more proactive in sex, and this position is female-dominant, which suits our situation better. Second, besides her genitals, her most sensitive area is her breasts, especially her nipples. She told me that every time she sees actresses' breasts being played with in pornographic films, she gets aroused and sexually aroused. This position allows me to completely expose her breasts to me, letting me play with them at will. I will either put her nipples in my mouth and stimulate them with my tongue, or I will grab them and play with them carefully. This excites her greatly. She often leans her upper body forward, offering her breasts to me, softly calling out: "Touch me!" Third, this position makes it very convenient for me to touch her buttocks while thrusting into her. Because she is sitting, her buttocks are completely piled on my lap, feeling extremely soft and full to the touch. My ten fingers almost sink into her flesh, and my mouth can also gently bite her nipples. Over time, she understood why I liked this position. Once, as she straddled me, panting and thrusting, she said, "I know why you like this position, because you can penetrate me while your hands can wander." So she actively cooperated. She would either sit firmly on top of me, allowing my penis to be fully inside her, then move back and forth nimbly. At this moment, my penis felt like it was submerged in her vagina. Or she would lift her buttocks high, pressing down from the head of my penis to the base, then lifting and sitting down again until she reached orgasm. This movement was very stimulating, but sometimes she moved too much, and just as she was about to climax, my penis would slip out of her vagina, making her scream in alarm. She was very sensitive and had a lot of vaginal fluid. Every time things got intense, her love juices would overflow; twice she even squirted, both times while straddling me. I only felt something burn my penis inside her, then "whoosh," and felt our genitals completely soaked. After I ejaculated, our genitals were a complete mess; she jokingly called it "mud." Many times, I reached down to our genitals and smeared something that was hard to tell if it was vaginal fluid or semen. I smeared it on her breasts and even into her mouth, and she greedily licked it without hesitation. I brought my mouth to hers, our genitals joined together, our mouths pressed together. Our genitals were a mess, and our mouths were covered in the lewd liquid smeared from our genitals. What a lewd scene! I once told her, "You're so lewd in bed!" She wasn't ashamed at all, but instead asked me, "You think I'm lewd?" I nodded. She said, "A good woman should be a slut in bed." This position brought us to orgasm simultaneously countless times. Before her climax, her movements would quicken, her hands bracing against my chest, her breasts heaving, her long hair disheveled, her brow furrowed, her eyes closed, revealing an expression of both pain and pleasure. Then she would whisper in my ear in a trembling voice, "I'm coming!" Almost simultaneously, she would move at a frenzied pace, letting out a long "uh-ah" moan. At this moment, I would lean forward, embracing her tightly, burying my face in her breasts and suckling, while my penis ejaculated deep into her vagina. As the climax subsided, we remained in this position, panting and kissing, my hands still roaming over her buttocks, breasts, and back. We would only reluctantly separate when the fluids from our genitals dried and almost stuck together.
Her sexual technique was incredibly skillful and excellent. But two things stand out most vividly in my memory.
One was the masturbation she performed on me. Generally, men enjoy oral sex from women, but I seemed to have little interest in it. However, I enjoy giving women oral sex. I like to use my tongue to roam over their clitoris, labia, vaginal opening, or anus, licking until they gasp and experience multiple orgasms. When I have sex with my girlfriend, I often give her an orgasm with my mouth before penetration. My tongue arouses her greatly, and she often tries to break free from my mouth to give me oral sex or penetrate me directly, but I hold her down firmly, licking her clitoris intensely with my tongue, and sometimes even inserting my fingers into her vagina. When she orgasms, I press my lips tightly against her vulva and lick it incessantly, making her writhe beneath me in pleasure and pain, letting out plaintive cries: "What are you doing? You're killing me!
" However, she also has a skill that can kill me—her hand skills. During our cohabitation, there was a period when she had gynecological surgery and couldn't have sex for several months. This was undoubtedly agonizing for both of us, but it seemed to be even more agonizing for her. She has a habit of sleeping naked at night, and under her influence, I often sleep naked at night as well. Her skin, though not fair, was incredibly delicate, smooth, and soft, especially the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs, which I always found irresistible. I told her, "Your flesh is so soft, it's melting me." She smiled coquettishly. Every night we would make love for a while before falling asleep. However, during her post-surgery period, to prevent things from getting out of control, we consciously kept our distance while sleeping. This was painful for both of us. One late night, I was sleeping soundly on my side when she suddenly hugged me from behind, her soft, warm body pressed against mine, and at the same time, her hand accurately grasped my penis from behind. I woke up instantly, my penis almost simultaneously erect. I knew what she was going to do, so I rolled over onto my back. She lay on my chest, licking my nipples incessantly, while her right hand grasped my penis. She made a circle with her thumb and forefinger, gently stroking the head of my penis without touching the shaft. I felt waves of tingling, itchy sensations emanating from the head of my penis. Semen surged upwards, but it wasn't quite at the point of ejaculation. It was a sensation that was both stimulating and pleasurable, yet also painful! I couldn't help but groan loudly, my body beginning to writhe. She looked up and saw my expression, which only fueled her further. She increased the frequency of her stroking, occasionally stroking my penis, but with perfect timing, bringing me to the brink of ejaculation each time without actually releasing it. My groans grew louder, and I reached down to pinch her buttocks desperately. Her breathing became rapid, but she continued her slow, deliberate stroking. My glans was already bright red from engorgement, my penis was bulging with veins, and my semen was ready to burst forth, but I couldn't achieve the final release. I gritted my teeth and endured this ecstatic yet painful torment, wanting to reach the peak of pleasure immediately, yet also wanting this pleasure to last longer. I struggled to sit up slightly, seeing her slender hands stroking my penis, which further stimulated my nerves. I groaned and said, "You stinky wife, you're going to kill me!" "Let me come already, I can't take it anymore!" Seeing that the time was right, she stopped stroking my glans and began vigorously and rapidly stroking my large penis! I felt that at this moment, only the vulgar term "large penis" could express my feelings! The climax arrived; my hips arched off the bed, I screamed, and thick semen gushed out, some even landing on the pillow above my head! She exclaimed "Oh!" and continued stroking me vigorously until the climax completely subsided. She rested her head on my heaving chest, gently kissing my nipples, wiping the semen from her chest with her hands, saying, "You're amazing!" After that, she used this technique many times, each time bringing me to the brink of ecstasy! I even felt that, due to her constant play, my penis had become much larger than before. Once, after she had given me a full erection, I pointed to my penis and said, "Look, it seems bigger." She stopped in surprise, looked closely, and laughed, saying, "It really does seem bigger, what happened?" I said, "It's all because of you stroking it." The two of them laughed and embraced.
Her second special skill was the "Dragon's Poke" technique. Before her, I had never imagined that a man's buttocks, especially his anus, could be played with so pleasurably. Looking back now, I realize that her discovery of my buttocks as an erogenous zone was the result of experimentation and exploration. Initially, during sex, when she gave me oral sex, her tongue would intentionally or unintentionally glide across my anus, and each time I would cry out "Ah!" and involuntarily thrust my body upwards. Perhaps she confirmed that I at least didn't find it offensive, so one day, she finally launched a full-scale attack on my buttocks.
It was a summer night, and we had just gotten into bed, both naked. I noticed a mosquito on the wall by the head of the bed and stood up to swat it. She lay on the pillow, looking up at me. Perhaps my large, fleshy buttocks and enormous penis were stimulating from below, because she suddenly sat up, half-kneeling on the bed, my buttocks right in front of her. She grabbed me, her hands clasped around my penis, and her mouth was pressed against my anus, licking it vigorously with her tongue! This sudden stimulation made me dizzy. I moaned "Ah, ah," involuntarily bending over, my buttocks sticking up, my anus more clearly exposed. This was a completely subconscious action, the unspoken message being: Keep licking me, it feels so good! So she licked even more vigorously. I couldn't maintain my standing position, so I knelt on the bed, my large buttocks raised high. I think I must have looked like a woman waiting to be penetrated, except with a penis extending downwards! Her face was almost completely buried between my buttocks, utterly disregarding how filthy it was. Actually, I have severe hemorrhoids, and a sliver of anal flesh often dangles from my anus, looking quite unsightly. Her anus, however, was small and tight, merely a tiny slit of flesh. But she didn't care at all, diligently licking that tender flesh, making me feel incredibly comfortable. After a while, she frantically licked my anus with her tongue. Oh my god, it felt like a tiny worm was crawling inside! Incredibly itchy, yet incredibly pleasurable! At this moment, my penis was also swollen to its limit. While licking, she reached down with one hand to grasp my large penis and slowly stroked it, while her other hand rubbed, pinched, and squeezed my buttocks! I remember someone saying that whether man or woman, being able to kneel and expose one's most private and filthy parts to one's lover is true unreservedness! Looking at me from behind, I must have looked incredibly lewd. My thick penis, dark scrotum, dirty, protruding anus, the black hair between my scrotum and anus, my plump, white buttocks—everything was on full display. I felt shameless and wanton, exposing everything about myself, yet I felt an unparalleled pleasure! She was still licking passionately; I wondered if her tongue was numb by now. After more than ten minutes, I couldn't bear it any longer, so I turned around, pinned her down, and thrust into her wet vagina—no, I should say her cunt! Our lips met naturally, and then I smelled the scent of my anus on her lips. Although we had showered before going to bed, we had played for more than ten minutes, and because of my hemorrhoids, sometimes there was mucus seeping out of my anus. I smelled a faint stench on her lips, but she didn't seem to care. What a little slut! I gasped, "My slutty wife, you're licking me to death! Your tongue is like a worm crawling inside me, do you like it?" She was too sensual to speak, only nodding vigorously. That time, my ejaculation was extremely powerful!
Later, she completely explored my anus. I loved it when she licked my anus, and I loved it when she kneaded and explored my buttocks with her slender hands. At that moment, I would wriggle my hips like a woman, letting out wanton moans. Oh, a man's anus, the anus that supports a man's body after a day's toil, a man's anus numb from sitting for so long, truly needs a woman's comfort! I even begged her to insert her fingers into my anus, but because of hemorrhoids, my anus was too tight, and she said she didn't dare to use force, afraid of hurting me, so she stopped. Another time, I lay on my back, raised my lower body, and held my thighs with my hands. She licked my anus from below and stroked my penis with her hand. I couldn't take the double stimulation anymore and felt like I was about to ejaculate, so I begged her to let go of me and let me penetrate her (I've always felt that sex is a two-way street, not just one person's pleasure). But she wouldn't let go, saying, "Come on if you feel good, I'm watching you." So, with my anus still pressed against her lips, I ejaculated in her hand, my semen shooting onto my stomach and flowing back down my chest. Only then did she leave my buttocks, wiping me as she said, "I love seeing your expression when you orgasm.
" I never got tired of having sex with her, but sometimes I sought new thrills, like having sex in different places. We did it twice in her office. The first time was oral sex. Her colleague was out on business, and we were hugging and kissing. She felt my erection, so she locked the door from the inside, unzipped my pants, and started giving me oral sex. In broad daylight, a beautiful woman in her workplace was sucking on my big cock, and you could hear people talking outside the window—it was a truly amazing feeling. I felt myself about to ejaculate, so I asked her to get some tissues, but she actually said, "I'll catch it!" She swallowed all of my thick semen—the first time she'd ever swallowed semen for me! I asked her what it tasted like, and she said, "Hot and spicy." The second time was actual intercourse. One day after get off work, I went to see her. Most of the people in the company had left, but the boss next door was still there. We both saw lust in each other's eyes and started making love wildly! I can't remember if she was wearing a skirt or pants, I only remember that I was sitting on the sofa, and she was straddling me with her back to me, thrusting wildly! But she didn't dare to moan loudly; I could only hear her heavy, low breathing. I deliberately reached my hand inside her bra from behind to stimulate her nipples, which almost drove her crazy. She twisted her body even faster, tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and made silent "ah ah" sounds! I reached my hand to her genitals again, feeling how wet and sticky it was. I put my hand to my mouth, ready to eat it, but she grabbed it, gesturing for me not to. I think it was because she had worked most of the day in the office and couldn't shower before sex, so she felt her genitals weren't clean. Actually, I had already smelled the strong odor emanating from my fingers—a mixture of vaginal secretions and urine, incredibly stimulating! I thrust even more violently inside her, and she tilted her head back to my ear, whispering, "I'm coming!" This was followed by intense twisting and spasms of her lower body; I could feel her vagina spasming desperately,
and my semen was squeezed out! Another special experience happened on the train returning from our trip. We were in a sleeper compartment, and another man in the upper bunk had already gone to sleep. Late at night, I quietly climbed onto her bunk, slipped under her blanket, and started kissing her. She responded passionately, already knowing what I was going to do. The train moved rhythmically, masking our kissing and breathing. It was summer, and we were both dressed lightly. I pulled down my shorts, lifted her skirt, and entered her from behind. She thrust her hips back and forth in rhythm with my movements, her soft, plump buttocks slamming against my stomach. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid and heavy. Afraid she would cry out, I would sometimes cover her mouth with my mouth, sometimes with my hand, occasionally pausing to listen to the sounds from the upper bunk. She remained oblivious. I became bolder, and perhaps because of the intense stimulation, I ejaculated quickly. Then we both tiptoed to the bathroom to clean up.
Wearing sexy lingerie is also a good way to enhance the atmosphere during sex. Because I like buttocks, I have a particular fondness for thongs. After I told her, she quickly went and bought some. It was a black lingerie set; the top was a small, transparent strapless bra that supported her small breasts, her dark nipples peeking through the thin fabric. Her lower body was clad in two narrow, T-shaped straps. The vertical strap ran through her lower abdomen, genitals, and anus, accentuating the incredibly sexy curves of her buttocks. Between her two fleshy hemispheres was only a black silk strip, her plump mounds rising high, making me unable to resist. I sat on the bed, and she stood before me, her buttocks directly in front of my face. She deliberately swayed her plump buttocks slowly, the flesh on her buttocks trembling slightly with her movements. The line of flesh where her buttocks and thighs met was round and alluring. I grabbed her buttocks, kneading, touching, patting, and kissing them. She laughed and said, "You should never wear this normally." I asked why. She said, "That strap is too narrow; it constricts all my sensitive areas. Walking causes friction and creates pleasure." I knew this was teasing, so I deliberately lifted the strap, tightened it between her legs, and moved it up and down. She immediately groaned, her legs involuntarily clamping together. Soon, her vaginal fluids soaked through the black silk.
I really liked her wearing that lingerie. She even told me that the store also sold men's lingerie. I was puzzled and asked her what it was like. She said it was similar to a woman's thong, except there was a piece of fabric in the front that just covered a man's penis and scrotum. Looking back now, that might have been an implication: she wanted us to wear that kind of lingerie, showing each other our most lewd and provocative sides. Unfortunately, I was a bit oblivious to romance at the time, otherwise, it would have been another crazy scene.
Looking back now, we probably both harbored some sadistic and masochistic tendencies, but she was more obvious about it. I remember her often saying to me, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Rape me!" Perhaps she wanted me to be rough and violent. She also loved to tease me with sweet talk. Once, we were having sex in the woman-on-top position, and I said, "Do you know why I like this position?" She encouraged me with her eyes to continue, and I said, "This way I can touch you, especially your ass. Your ass is so soft and big!" Upon hearing the word "ass," she immediately let out an unbearable "Ahhh!" Her face instantly showed the expression of impending orgasm, and her lower body immediately increased the frequency of her movements. I could feel her vagina becoming even wetter. After her orgasm, she tossed her long hair aside, smiled seductively at me, and lightly slapped my face, saying, "You stinky thing, trying to provoke me with your words!" It's a pity we broke up later; otherwise, we would definitely have used words like "slut," "big cock," "fuck you to death," "asshole," "stinky ass," and "slutty ass" to stimulate each other during sex. Another time, as she rode me wildly, I couldn't help but slap her plump buttocks, making a crisp "slap slap" sound. She made "oh oh" sounds, and later, in a tender tone I knew and loved, she said to me, "You slapped my butt so loudly just now." I asked her, "Did you like it?
" She nodded shyly. A sexual encounter shortly before our breakup is also unforgettable. She had just urinated, and after coming out of the bathroom, we began foreplay. We performed oral sex on each other in a 69 position. She lay on my genitals sucking my penis, her buttocks hovering above my head. I always loved this position; it allowed me to lick her cunt and knead her plump buttocks. Then I noticed a drop of urine still clinging to her pubic hair. I leaned in and took a deep sniff; the pungent smell greatly stimulated me. I licked the urine dry with my tongue, and the bitter taste drove me crazy! I frantically licked her clitoris and vulva, the intense stimulation causing her to break down instantly. The overwhelming pleasure from her cunt made it impossible for her to continue giving me oral sex; she collapsed onto my lap, moaning loudly, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid gushed out, reaching an orgasm!
I never told her that I had actually drunk her urine. If we continued our relationship, we might have developed many more insane ways to play. Maybe we'd tie each other to the bed, stimulating each other in various ways, making each other's bodies writhe wildly and beg for orgasm; maybe I could insert a miniature vibrator into her vagina, take her to a busy street, and then turn on the remote control to make her orgasm in public; maybe we could torture each other with various SM methods; maybe I could watch her urinate and defecate; maybe we could pour our own urine or even more extreme things all over each other's bodies. I desperately want to lie naked on the ground, letting her urinate over my head and over my body, I long to watch the murky yellow urine gushing from her urethra, entering my mouth, and splashing onto my penis; maybe I could urinate into her mouth, or even ejaculate into her vagina; maybe I could fuck her small asshole, seeing my white semen and her yellow, smelly feces gushing out of her asshole…
? ? ? ? ? [Forget it, it's all in the past. Not everyone gets to experience such extreme sensations. I've already experienced it, I should be content. Thank you to her, thank you God for letting me experience it.]

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