30-year-old beauty complex

After graduating from university, I was assigned to a large state-owned enterprise. In the strict management and closed work environment, I drifted through two years, like any ordinary man, following the familiar path of introductions, dating, marriage, and children. My sex life was also uneventful. That spring, we started a new project. One morning, as I entered the office, the director introduced us to a new colleague, Jing.
Jing was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, about 1.66 meters tall, with fair skin, and her hair and clothes were meticulously styled. She was the kind of woman who immediately caught your eye; you couldn't help but glance at her.
Everyone went up to shake her hand and exchange pleasantries. Jing greeted everyone with a touch of reserve. I felt she was a bit cold, so I didn't go up to greet her. Later, I overheard my colleagues gossiping behind her back and learned that Jing's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he was always chauffeured to and from work; no wonder he had a somewhat condescending air about him.
As the project progressed, we gradually had more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and later I noticed she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. At that time, my understanding of women was still very superficial; I was still at the level of appreciating young girls. I had never encountered a mature woman like Jing, but whenever I saw her tall, voluptuous figure moving before my eyes, I always felt a strange sensation.
One morning on my way to work, we happened to meet at the entrance of the office building. After nodding to each other, she asked, "Do you live in the company dormitory?"
I said, "Yes."
She said, "That must be very convenient for you to get to work!"
I said, "Mainly, it's convenient to go home after work."
She laughed.
On the way up the stairs, she walked ahead of me, perhaps intentionally so. As we went up the stairs, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.
Jing was a typical mature woman; her buttocks were large, round, and perky, swaying slightly as she walked, very alluring. At that moment, her round, full buttocks were so close, swaying in front of me as she climbed the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two hemispherical mounds of flesh within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I'd ever felt this way. From that moment on, Jing's place in my heart changed drastically. A few days later, we went to participate in a voluntary tree planting activity. People from different units were assigned specific areas, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery.
Jing was bending over, leveling the ground in front of me, no more than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm, and she was wearing only thin trousers that day. The outline of her protruding buttocks was very clear, clearly revealing the narrow thong she was wearing underneath. The edges of the thongs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between the two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing. My immediate impulse was to rush up, hug her plump buttocks, and kiss them. I really wanted to see what her bare buttocks looked like.
One early summer day, we went to a client's place to discuss some business. We went there on our own. After the meeting, the client was very hospitable and insisted on giving us a ride. Because the car was small and there were many people, five of us ended up crammed into the small sedan. The director naturally sat in the front, and the four of us squeezed into the back seat. For some reason, Jing saw that I was sitting on the left, so she went around and got in from the left side as well, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding. Actually, the weather wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating. After she got in the car, she didn't say anything to me, just smiled and leaned against me as if unintentionally. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, and incredibly soft. The comfort they gave me made it hard to suppress my excitement.
With the bumps of the car, our arms often touched. Her skin was white, smooth, and shiny, like brushing against silk. I finally couldn't resist any longer. Taking advantage of the car's swaying, I pressed myself closer to her. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing half of her breast—only visible from my perspective, of course.
Just as my mind was wandering, the car braked suddenly, and we lurched forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I instinctively gripped hers in return.
The car started moving again, and I couldn't bear to let go, nor did she pull away. Her hand was so soft, seemingly boneless, and it felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; her eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I pressed closer, she squeezed mine back, indicating she understood.
And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh to flesh. When we got off the car, she squeezed my hand tightly once more, then walked away without looking back. I felt a bittersweet mix of sweetness and a sense of loss I'd never experienced before.
For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, and everyone was busy. I couldn't find a chance to talk to her alone. She remained calm, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others. She would only give me a meaningful glance when no one was looking. Each time, my heart would pound, and my face would even burn.
I laughed at myself, thinking, "How can I be like a high school student in the throes of first love?" But watching Jing's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, large buttocks walking back and forth in front of me, my heart was filled with desire, and my penis would suddenly become erect, forcing me to quickly sit down or turn away.
Finally, on the fourth day, I ran into her in the hallway while going to the restroom. I knew she spent her lunch break in the office every day, and now, during the summer, her lunch break was two hours long. I faced her, staring straight at her, my heart pounding. She looked at me quietly, without saying a word.
My mouth was dry, and my voice was hoarse. I hurriedly said, "Can you come to my place at noon?"
She seemed hesitant, considered for a moment, and asked, "What building do you live in?"
I quickly gave her the address.
Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway. She walked towards her office without giving a clear answer.
When I returned to my office, she wasn't there. I didn't see her again until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before leaving work, I made an excuse and left.
Back home, I hastily ate a couple of bites and began my anxious wait. It was a agonizing time. I listened intently to any sounds in the hallway, rushing to the door at the slightest noise, waiting minute by minute.
Finally, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I knew it was her because she always walked up the stairs with heavy footsteps, which had been the subject of jokes. There was a soft, hesitant knock at the door. I quickly opened the door and saw her standing there, her face flushed and breathless. She seemed a little nervous and shy. I hurriedly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure what to do.
I said, "Let me get you some water!"
She nodded.
When I brought the water, she was looking at the photos on the cabinet. I put the water down, unable to suppress my passion, and placed my hand on her rounded shoulder. She didn't flinch or turn around. She exuded a faint fragrance, her hair still slightly damp. My heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, I was completely intoxicated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me. I turned her around, and after a brief exchange of glances, we embraced tightly.
I can't remember how we ended up kissing; I only remember my mind being a mess. I felt her lips were so moist and soft, her tongue exploring my mouth eagerly. Her waist and back were so full, and they felt incredibly good to the touch. I'd never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her soft body, my penis was rock hard, pressing against her lower abdomen, causing a slight ache in my own. She was also excited, panting as she whispered in my ear, "Let's sit down, I can't stand anymore."
We sat on the sofa, kissing. My hand slipped under her clothes, wanting to touch the breasts I'd longed for. She was wearing a thin bra, and I could feel the soft flesh through the fabric.
She kissed me and said, "Come on, let me unbutton it." She deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, pulling them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were revealed before my eyes. She thrust them towards me, saying, "Here, touch them."
Her breasts weren't the large type, but because she was full-figured, the base of her breasts was large, round, and very beautiful. The nipples were small, like cherries, strangely not dark at all, but pink. The areolas were also small, very lovely.
I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking the nipples, while one hand fiercely grabbed and caressed the other breast. Jing was also very excited. Her face was flushed, and she let out soft moans. One hand gripped my erect penis through my pants, squeezing it incessantly.
My whole body burned with desire; all I wanted was to kiss her, squeeze her, and caress her. But she was limp, as if boneless. I understood what it meant to be utterly limp. Besides moaning, she kept returning my kisses and said in a trembling voice, "I want to lie down."
We walked towards the bedroom, arm in arm. After I drew the curtains, I quickly stripped off my clothes and stood there, erect, watching Jing undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, then shamelessly unzipped her pants and draped them back down.
Her legs were white and full, clad in a small pink thong. When she pulled down her panties, her entire body was revealed before my eyes.
Jing's skin was very white and smooth, with a plump bottom and a very full waist and abdomen. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her mons pubis was very full, and sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. Her two thighs were quite thick, and there was no gap between her legs when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also very delicate. In short, her body was very much like a noblewoman in a classical European painting.
I stood there admiring her, and the look in my eyes was definitely that I wanted to devour her whole. At this moment, she said to me with a little shyness, "After giving birth, my belly is a little loose." After saying that, she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me: "Come on, get on top of me."
At that moment, my eyes were burning with desire, and my body was trembling with excitement. I hurriedly climbed on top of her and pressed down on her snow-white and plump flesh. Oh, it was so soft. My limbs were touching warm and smooth flesh, and the feeling was a bit like floating on clouds.
I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She closed her eyes, moaning comfortably like a female animal in heat, "Oh...oh..." Her eyes were glazed, she called my name as if crying and panting, her hands constantly caressing my back and chest.
My penis was rock hard, and somehow the head of my penis slipped into her wet, warm vagina. I felt like my penis was entering a hot, moist swamp, so soft, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I stirred wildly inside her. This scene was so stimulating; I had never imagined a woman would act like this during sex. Coupled with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, both annoyed and ashamed.
She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe until she realized I had stopped. I nodded sheepishly.
She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me. "Oh, you're so fast."
I said shyly, "What should I do? You haven't had your fill yet."
She hugged me tighter. "It's okay, I felt really good a few times just now, and I came too. Yours is really thick, bigger than my husband's."
I felt much more relaxed and started to caress her. Since the passion and tension had passed, I could calmly observe and enjoy everything about this mature woman.
Jing's skin was fair, and every part of her body was plump and rounded, soft and smooth to the touch. She told me that her sister had taken a shower before leaving work, which explained why I hadn't seen her. Her shoulders were beautiful, and she had no male hair under her arms. I asked her if she had shaved it, and she said it was natural. I then noticed that her body hair was very fine, and her pubic hair was sparse, barely covering her full mons pubis. Her vagina was pink and very tender, unlike that of a woman who had given birth.
I fondled her plump buttocks and said, "Your body is so soft, lying on it feels like lying on a cotton ball."
She smiled and said, "You're just like my husband."
She told me that her husband was ten years older than her and kept a close eye on her, afraid that she would have an affair or run away. "Actually, I've never had such thoughts, but after seeing you, especially seeing the way you look at me, my heart flutters. I don't know why, but I just want you to kiss me and hug me." She whispered in my ear.
"What kind of look do I have?" I asked with a smile.
"She looked like she wanted to devour me, and she made no attempt to hide it." She kissed me. "Your kiss made me realize that Jing is very good at embracing and lying down with people. She's pressed tightly against you, every inch of her skin is in close contact with yours, her body is incredibly soft, like being wrapped in a ball of cotton, making it hard to part with her.
Her lower abdomen is very plump, her thighs are slightly thick, and when they're together there's no gap at all, you can't even see her vagina, her fullness forms a Y shape. Touching this plump body, it's warm, soft, and smooth, the feel is wonderful.
Her fingers are long and slender, her hands are very white and soft. She grabbed my penis and played with it, saying, 'How come yours is so big? It was so thick just now!' As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue to lick my nipple, and her soft hands also rubbed my
penis up and down. I felt like an electric current was passing through me, my whole body was numb and itchy, and I realized that a man's nipples are also an erogenous zone, and very sensitive at that. Under her caresses, my penis immediately became hard, standing there proudly." She looked at me and smiled, "Still young, already so capable." She lifted herself up, lowered her head and kissed my penis, then straddled me, using her hands to guide my penis downwards. I felt my penis suddenly enveloped by a soft, smooth mass of flesh. It turned out her vagina was already wet. Later, I discovered that her vagina was always wet; she said that she would become wet whenever I touched her, and even a hug would make her wet.
After she swallowed my penis, she started moving up and down a couple of times. I placed my hands on her waist, and it felt really good. Suddenly, she lay on top of me, her vagina beginning to thrust and squeeze my glans, faster and faster. Her waist arched, her vagina contracting and thrusting rhythmically and skillfully, with great power. Her moans grew louder, and later her frequency increased, like someone doing heavy labor, panting heavily and making "woo-woo" sounds.
I was both amazed and excited. I had never experienced such wonderful sex before, nor had I ever seen a woman so wild in bed. I was even a little scared at the time. Her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled, and she was sweating. Her two large, white breasts swayed incessantly in front of me. I never imagined that a woman who was usually quite reserved could be so wanton and unrestrained. The stimulation and surprise were indescribable.
Her vagina was like a mouth, constantly swallowing and caressing my penis. Later, I learned that she was also very skilled at oral sex. I realized that a woman could "fuck" a man like this and make him feel so good.
Suddenly, her vagina contracted, and I clearly felt a warm sensation on the head of my penis. She hugged me tightly, gripping my penis tightly. I felt a tingling sensation and a dizzying rush to my head. I gripped her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting my penis upwards with force, and ejaculated. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously.
After the climax, she lay motionless on top of me, and I felt weak all over, with no feeling below my knees. This was a pleasure and enjoyment I had never experienced before. We fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms... When we both woke up, it was already time for work in the afternoon, so we got up and quickly washed up. While she was getting dressed, I kept touching her breasts, and she let me touch them until she buttoned her clothes just before leaving. We hugged and kissed goodbye tightly. Her lips were soft, and her kiss was very skillful, making my penis hard again... The next day around noon, I was washing the dishes after lunch when I suddenly heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, Jing was standing outside. I was both surprised and surprised. We had met briefly at work that morning, but she hadn't said anything, and then I went to discuss work matters. I didn't expect her to come all this way.
She rushed into my arms as she entered, panting, "After going back yesterday, our story kept replaying in my mind. I just couldn't stand not seeing you today. I couldn't stay in the office any longer, so I came here."
I kissed her, "I couldn't be happier." As I spoke, my hand slipped inside her clothes, unhooked her bra, and began to assault her plump, soft breasts.
Once in the bedroom, we were naked together in no time. I held her full, soft body, my hands kneading her plump, white buttocks, and sucked on her nipples. She tilted her head back and began to moan.
I laid her down on the bed, and without effort, my bulging, veiny penis slid into her already wet vagina. Her vagina, having given birth, wasn't very tight, but it felt incredibly good—loose and slippery, offering no resistance at all. I thrust and churned inside her, completely at my own pace, it was incredibly pleasurable.
Having experienced it yesterday, I was no longer surprised by her moans; in fact, they were incredibly stimulating. Combined with her fleshy, cotton-like body, it felt like being immersed in a sea of lust. I thrust in and out forcefully, my pubic area colliding with her full mons pubis, making a "slap slap slap" sound. She was incredibly wet, and penetration made a "squeaking" sound, like bare feet stepping into mud. Combined with her moans, the stimulation was indescribable, and I ejaculated prematurely again.
This time, she was more experienced; she shifted her body downwards, wiped my penis, and began to give me oral sex.
This was the first time I'd ever experienced oral sex from a woman. She took my penis in her mouth, using one hand to assist, stroking it slowly at first, then faster. She was very skilled; her tongue was amazing, swirling and licking, focusing on the glans, almost taking it all the way in each time. Her soft hand followed, stroking up and down with just the right amount of force, making me feel like a feather was gently caressing my heart. After a few strokes, she seemed to be ready, and impatiently straddled me, aiming my penis at her vagina. With a thrust of her hips, my large penis was already inside her. Then, she began to thrust and squeeze.
Her waist moved back and forth powerfully, her face showing an almost painful expression, moaning loudly, "Oh...oh..." The sound grew louder and louder. I felt her mons pubis rubbing intensely against me, her vagina thrusting and contracting faster and faster. "Ah...ah..." she cried out loudly, lying on top of me. I guessed she had reached orgasm, so I pushed my penis upwards forcefully. She held me tightly, constantly moaning and kissing me, incredibly lewd.
After a few minutes, seeing that she had calmed down, I asked her, "How was it?"
She nodded, "It was great!"
I became aroused and flipped her over, straddling her soft, fleshy body and thrusting in and out. She arched her back to cooperate. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I stood up and made her kneel on the bed, sticking her buttocks up. I penetrated her from behind, and she obediently stuck her buttocks up, even reaching back to touch my nipples. I grabbed her waist with both hands—it was plump and comfortable, so convenient and pleasurable—and thrust hard into her vagina, feeling extremely satisfied. One of my hands was still free to touch her breasts.
Looking at her white, plump buttocks, grasping her soft breasts and fleshy waist, listening to her wanton moans and the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh, feeling the wet, hot flesh gripping my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer. Finally, I lay on top of her, tightly gripping her two plump breasts, shouting loudly, and ejaculated forcefully.
This time, I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I was completely exhausted. I held her as we lay there, quietly stroking her rounded shoulders and smooth back. Then I remembered to ask her, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What if my wife was home?"
She was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what came over me, I just wanted to do it with you again, so I couldn't help but come. I've decided that if your wife were home, I'd say I got the wrong house."
I touched her wet vulva, "Are you a woman with a very strong sex drive?"
She nodded, "I didn't know before, my husband found out after we had a child. He said he couldn't handle me at all."
I said, "Where did you learn your skills in bed?"
She reached out and grabbed my penis, "I don't know, it just seems like it came naturally."
I squeezed her breasts, "You're a natural sex goddess."
She looked at me, "Why do you always say the same things as my husband?"
I said, "You have to come often, I can't live without you!"
She kissed me, "Okay, let's do it this way, it won't affect each other's families."
I hugged her tightly to show my agreement, and then my hand went to touch her plump buttocks, "Your buttocks are so beautiful, so big and round, and so white, let me kiss them." As I said this, I crawled over and kissed her big buttocks hard.
"Is my ass too fat?" she asked as I kissed her.
"No, it's perfect. Your ass is so attractive. I've always wanted to see what it looks like and kiss it like this."
She stroked my head. "It's all my husband's fault. He keeps forcing me to take birth control pills. It makes things easier for him, but it's made my ass bigger and bigger, and I've gained more and more weight."
So that's why. No wonder she wasn't afraid of me ejaculating inside her. I felt like this was all prepared for me.
Before she left, we agreed to meet one or two days a week, using work contact to set the time.
Since Jing and I became lovers, my feelings about life have completely changed. Work is no longer boring; going to work has become a pleasure. There's always a passion surging in my heart, and every time I see her, it's so joyful and sweet.
Our plans were simple. When no one was around, we'd exchange a knowing smile, agree on a time, and I'd make an excuse to sneak home. I'd leave the door a crack and wait quietly for those heavy, familiar footsteps. By then, I'd often be naked, standing behind the door, welcoming Jing with my rock-hard erection.
Once inside, she'd eagerly throw herself into my arms. We wouldn't speak, only kisses and caresses. She'd undress quickly, revealing her white, fleshy body to me in seconds. I'd hold her tightly, squeezing her plump, white buttocks, my penis throbbing. Touching her genitals, I'd find them incredibly wet.
Often, she'd fall onto the bed, and I'd slip down, my penis sliding into her vagina effortlessly, so natural, so smooth. Then there would only be the sounds of flesh against flesh and her moans. Within minutes, we'd both reach orgasm. After a short wash, we lay down in each other's arms, playing with each other. Before long, my penis would be hard again, and we would engage in a prolonged "flesh-and-blood battle," trying various positions. Jing would fully display her sexual skills, and I would have a long period of stamina until we reached extreme satisfaction.
Around our third date, right after our first orgasm, I inserted my now-hard penis into Jing's wet, soft, warm vagina. She was on top of me. She kissed me: "Making love!"
I said, "What else is there to say?"
She glanced at me, already panting, "Sex... sex."
I thrust into her twice forcefully, kissing her neck and earlobe, "What else?"
She understood what I meant, her moans lessening, whispering, "What else... fuck..."
I wasn't satisfied, continuing to press, "Fuck what?"
She whispered in my ear, "Fuck my pussy."
I stroked her nipples and thrust harder, "Tell me loudly, what am I doing?"
She gasped, moaning loudly, her hands gripping me tightly. These lewd words were incredibly stimulating; I suddenly felt a surge of desire, grabbing her big white buttocks and thrusting hard. That time, we had a very pleasurable time, both feeling extremely satisfied.
From then on, every time we had sex, we would say all sorts of lewd things to each other, both stimulating and arousing. Jing displayed the charm of a mature woman in this respect, speaking lewd words without any hesitation, completely submissive to your wishes.
I would often straddle her and ask, "Whose cunt am I fucking?"
She would moan and reply, "My cunt." Then
I'd ask, "What cunt of yours?"
She'd arch her back, allowing me to thrust more comfortably, and gasp, "My slutty cunt!"
She was incredibly seductive, allowing me to enjoy the beauty of sex without any pressure, in a state of extreme pleasure, which made me even more inseparable from her. As the work progressed, the project team gave us a temporary office, with only four or five people, each responsible for their own area. Sometimes only one or two people were working in the room. Although Jing and I saw each other every day, the intense work left me no time to satisfy my sexual desires, so we had to use various methods to find fulfillment. Jing's best quality was that she was both alluring and easygoing, very charming, and quick-witted. She could cater to my strange whims without anyone noticing.
Our desks were not far apart, and we sat facing each other. She went out for a bit and then came back. After sitting down, she winked at me and then crossed her legs. My God, she took off her panties, revealing her full, white vulva to me. She even touched it with her hand, making my blood boil and my penis almost burst through my pants. She smiled at me triumphantly. There were other people in the room at this time, and she had her back to them.
Sometimes she would come over and ask me a question or two, leaning down to rub her full breasts against my shoulder. Unfortunately, there were other people around at this time, which made me grit my teeth with resentment. Those soft, sexy breasts were right in front of me... When there was no one in the room, I would make her stand up and lift her shirt to reveal her big breasts for me to feast my eyes on. Since someone might come in at any time, I didn't dare to pounce on her, hug her, or kiss her. Instead, I would let her jump around in place, watching her big breasts bounce up and down. It was beautiful and fun.
When I passed by her, I would sneak a grope of her full breasts when no one was looking. If she was standing, I would squeeze her big buttocks hard; the soft, plump feeling was incredibly arousing.
Sometimes, I couldn't control myself and would rush up to her when no one was around and hug and kiss her fiercely. She would return my kiss passionately. My hands would usually be on her buttocks and breasts, savoring her full body and fragrant scent, before quickly separating them to avoid being caught. This affair was both exciting and painful, making us even more frantic the next time we met… Once, we had a department meeting, and she arrived late. Seeing there were no seats left, she turned and left. I knew she was going back to her office, so I quickly got up and followed her. She had barely stepped inside when I arrived.
As soon as we entered, we embraced and kissed passionately. I knew no one would come for a while, so I slipped my hand inside her clothes and began to caress her breasts. She unhooked her bra, making it easier for me to move up and down. My penis was rock hard, painfully swollen, and she touched it with her hand, kissing me passionately. Our tongues intertwined, and a moan escaped from deep within her throat.
I said, "I really want to fuck you!"
She nodded, "Me too!"
I said, "I can't take it anymore, help me!"
She slipped her hand inside my clothes, touching my nipples, squeezing my lower abdomen hard, and making soft sounds, though not loudly. Under her caresses, I ejaculated profusely, even through her clothes. This was the first time I had ejaculated without penetration. She touched my face and asked, "How is it? Feeling better?"
I was deeply grateful to her from the bottom of my heart for her gentleness, thoughtfulness, and understanding. This was a mature woman; a naive young girl would never understand such things! Another exciting time was one weekend when the company was showing some kind of movie. I had told her I didn't want to watch it and would just read a book at home. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I opened it and saw Jing, which startled me. Luckily, my wife and kids were at her parents' house. I excitedly asked her why she was here at this time, as we never had a chance to meet on weekends.
She said she wanted her husband to come with her to the movies, but there was only one ticket. She told him to ask a colleague for one, so she came to find me. Her husband was still waiting for her in his car outside her workplace. She only had ten minutes, but she wanted to see me, so she came. I was incredibly excited. I pulled
her close and started kissing and touching her. There wasn't time to take off her clothes, so I turned her around, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties. I kissed her big, white buttocks twice, then pulled down my pants, grabbed my hard penis, and thrust it into her vagina. Jing was quite skilled; after just a couple of kisses, her vagina was already wet. Without hesitation, knowing time was limited, I didn't care about being gentle and started fucking her hard as soon as I entered.
I grabbed her plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting rapidly. My lower abdomen slammed against her buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." The thought that her husband was outside while I was having sex with his wife here filled me with indescribable excitement and pleasure. After about a hundred thrusts, I ejaculated, but at her request, I didn't ejaculate inside her; instead, I ejaculated on her large buttocks. After getting a towel, I asked her how it felt. She said she didn't feel much pleasure, only a sense of tension and excitement, a memorable experience.
As the saying goes, "lust knows no bounds," and it's absolutely true. Once, we were in a van going to a facility in the far suburbs, a facility deep in the mountains, a long and difficult journey.
I had to sit in the seat behind her. It was early winter, and Jing had brought a coat. After
the van had been driving for a while, I couldn't sit still anymore; my hands kept reaching forward. So I reached between the two seats in front of me and pinched Jing's shoulder. She understood immediately, glancing back as the car swayed, then spread her coat, as if she were a little cold, and covered herself with it so that no one around could see what was under it. I pretended to be sleepy, resting my head against the back of the seat in front of me and closing my eyes.
My hand still reached between the two seats and touched Jing's waist. Jing reached out and took my hand, our hands caressing each other. After a while, I wasn't satisfied and reached for her waist. Jing is a very understanding woman; at times like this, she always makes me feel comfortable and touched. She unbuckled her belt and pulled out her shirt, so my hand could touch her full, soft skin. Touching her waist and abdomen in front of others at times like this was both thrilling and exciting.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the soft feeling, but my penis disobeyed me and became extremely hard. My hands wandered restlessly upwards, and to my surprise, Jing had unhooked her bra at some point. My hands touched a soft, plump breast. It was so stimulating! I greedily grabbed and squeezed her breasts, vigorously rubbing and kneading her nipples. My mind was racing, and I almost ejaculated.
Jing readily turned her body to the side, making it easier for me to touch her, but I felt her whole body tense up from the heat, her face buried in her collar, seemingly suppressing a satisfied moan. I continued touching her breasts and nipples, not knowing how much time had passed or where the bus was. Suddenly, I saw Old Xu, sitting next to me, give me a very strange look, which startled me, and I quickly withdrew my hand. Thinking about it, it made sense; in broad daylight, my actions were a bit odd. By then, we weren't far from our destination.
Later, I told Jing about my experience, and she tapped my forehead: "You're just incredibly audacious; once you get into sex, you don't care about anything else."
On the way back, several more people got on the bus, and Jing and I were quite far apart, so we didn't have another chance.
Our wildest time was one day in late spring or early summer, while my wife was away on a business trip. That day, Jing took the day off and came to my house early. I saw her swaying her hips as she walked in through the window, so I took off my clothes. Because I was young and exercised regularly, my body wasn't too bad-looking.
I left the door a crack open and waited for her.
When she came in and saw me, she laughed, grabbed my already erect penis, and said, "We have time today, you don't need to rush." As she said this, she pulled down her pants, revealing her white mons pubis and large, white buttocks.
We kissed briefly, then she knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, beginning to give me oral sex. Jing's oral sex skills were excellent, making me feel incredibly good. The stimulation was almost the same in her mouth and vagina, but I preferred the feeling inside her. She used her mouth to manipulate my penis, and within minutes, I almost ejaculated. So I quickly stripped her naked, pushed her onto the bed, and hurriedly thrust into her vagina, which was already soaking wet.
I yelled at her, "Jing, I love fucking you!"
She cried out "Oh, oh!" and replied, "Fuck me, fuck me to death! I love it when you fuck me!"
Seeing her wanton look, I trembled all over, my cock throbbing and I ejaculated. As soon as I finished, she clung to me tightly, crying, "Hold me tight! Hold me tight!"
I knew she had also reached her initial climax. After the initial shock, we calmed down a bit and started playing with each other's bodies. A few minutes later, my cock was hard again, and we started trying different positions. Things like "rear entry"; "69"; sitting on the bed licking each other's nipples while my cock was still inside her. I especially loved fucking her from behind. First, I could see her plump, white buttocks, grab her voluptuous waist and hips—it felt amazing. Second, I could touch her drooping breasts, or lie on her back and hug her—it felt so good. When we got excited, we could slap her big white buttocks while fucking her—it was so much fun.
This time, she was on top of me, using her amazing skills to thrust and squeeze hard with her vagina!
We were both incredibly satisfied after this session. After wiping ourselves off, we lay together on the bed, talking.
Jing is especially good at cuddling; when she's on top of you, it feels like every inch of her skin is against you. She seems so absorbed and gentle. Touching her smooth, soft skin and listening to her soft whispers, I couldn't get enough of kissing and loving her.
Mature women like Jing are very considerate. When I wanted to suckle her nipple, she turned slightly to my side, bringing her breast to my mouth. I kissed her nipple while playing with her breast, and eventually fell asleep. When I woke up, I found myself still suckling her nipple, and she was asleep beside me.
After this short rest, my penis became hard again. She opened her eyes, saw my erect penis, and couldn't help but laugh. She kissed me and said, "You're really good, I love how hard you are."
We kissed passionately again, and she used her breasts to give me a blowjob, licking my glans with her tongue. Because I wasn't as horny anymore, we played for a long time this time, changing positions. I didn't ejaculate for a long time, but Jing came twice from my ministrations. Later, seeing that she was a little tired, I lay down on the bed and let her use her mouth to stroke my penis, one hand touching my nipples, the other assisting her mouth in stroking my glans. She stroked gently and diligently, and watching her wanton appearance, enjoying this blissful moment, I finally ejaculated into her mouth.
I spent most of the next day lying on Jing's stomach. Her waist and abdomen were very full, and it was incredibly soft and elastic to rest on. I touched her stomach, rubbed my face against her mons pubis, played with her labia, and pinched her clitoris, finding it very enjoyable. Jing's thighs were very full, fleshy, and smooth; touching them or using them as a pillow was extremely pleasurable. A skinny girl like her wouldn't have this feeling.
I kissed her labia and said, "Looking at your beautiful pussy, I really don't want to let you go."
She spread her legs so I could see better, saying, "Touching here reminds me of how you fuck me; it feels so good to have you fuck me." See, this is how mature she is—so pleasing and agreeable.
Our romantic time together flew by, and before we knew it, it was afternoon, time for Jing to go home. Only then did we realize we hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day. I asked her if she was hungry. She smiled and said she didn't feel hungry, that she'd eaten a lot of semen and was a little thirsty. I had prepared wine and food, but in the heat of the moment, neither of us remembered.
When she finished drinking and stood before me, fully dressed, I suddenly felt a pang of reluctance to let her go. We hugged tightly, and I kissed her cheeks, lips, and neck passionately; she returned my kisses with equal fervor. My penis instantly hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen.
I suddenly unzipped her pants, pulled down her underwear, pushed her face down against the headboard, grabbed her large, white buttocks, and thrust my penis into her already wet vagina. I fucked her hard, and she said I was a bit crazy, like I wanted to fuck her to death. After I ejaculated hard into her vagina, my legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the bed with her. After
our work project was completed, Jing and I had fewer opportunities to meet, and our rendezvous became less frequent. But there were still one or two times a month, until she was transferred to another job.
From Jing, I tasted the flavor of a mature woman, a charm that was captivating, a taste that was unforgettable. Like aged Moutai, mellow and profound, with an endless aftertaste.
After graduating from university, I was assigned to a large state-owned enterprise. In the strict management and closed work environment, I spent two years in a daze, like every ordinary man, following the old path of being introduced by someone, falling in love, getting married, and having children. Our sex life also became uneventful. That spring, we started a new project. One morning, as I entered the office, the director introduced us to a new colleague, Jing.
Jing was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, about 1.66 meters tall, with fair skin, and her hair and clothes were always meticulously styled. She was the kind of woman who would catch your eye; you couldn't help but look at her a few times.
Everyone went up to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with her. Jing greeted everyone with a touch of reserve, but I felt she was a bit cold, so I didn't go up to greet her. Later, I overheard my colleagues talking behind my back and learned that Jing's husband was the son of a high-ranking military officer, and he often drove her to and from work. No wonder she had a somewhat condescending air about her.
As the project progressed, we gradually had more contact. Her desk was diagonally opposite mine, and later I noticed that she sometimes seemed to glance at me unintentionally. At that time, my understanding of women was still very superficial; I was only interested in appreciating young girls. I had never had any contact with a mature woman like Jing, but whenever I saw her tall, voluptuous figure moving before my eyes, I always felt a strange sensation.
One morning on my way to work, we happened to meet at the entrance of the office building. After nodding to each other, she asked me, "Do you live in the company dormitory?"
I said, "Yes."
She said, "Then it's very convenient for you to get to work!"
I said, "It's mainly for convenience when I get home from work."
She laughed.
She walked ahead of me on the stairs, perhaps intentionally. As we went up, my eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks.
Jing was a typical mature woman; her buttocks were large, round, and perky, swaying slightly as she walked, very alluring. At that moment, those round, full buttocks were so close, swaying in front of me as we went up the stairs. My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and I longed to touch those two semi-circular mounds within reach. A woman's buttocks were so beautiful, so capable of arousing my desire—it was the first time I'd ever felt this way. From then on, Jing's place in my heart changed drastically. A few days later, we went to participate in a voluntary tree planting activity. People from different units were assigned specific areas, and our task was to level the ground for the nursery.
Jing bent down to level the ground in front of me, no more than a meter away. The weather was already quite warm that day. She was wearing a pair of thin pants, the fabric of which clearly showed the outline of her protruding buttocks, revealing a narrow pair of briefs underneath. The edges of the briefs were embedded in the flesh of her buttocks, creating two grooves between her two hemispheres—both beautiful and amusing. My immediate impulse was to rush over, grab her plump buttocks, and kiss them. I really wanted to see what her bare buttocks looked like.
One early summer day, we went to a client's place to discuss business, traveling there on our own. After the meeting, the client was very hospitable and insisted on giving us a ride. Because the car was small and there were many people, five of us ended up crammed into the small sedan. The director naturally sat in the front, and the four of us squeezed into the back seat. For some reason, Jing saw me sitting on the left, and she went around to get in from the left as well, sitting next to me. When she squeezed in next to me, I felt my heart pounding. Actually, the weather wasn't hot, but I felt like I was already sweating. She didn't say anything to me after getting on the bus, just smiled and leaned against me as if by accident. Her shoulders were beautiful, rounded and full, incredibly soft, and the comfort they gave me made it hard to suppress my excitement.
With the bumps of the wheels, our arms often brushed against each other; her skin was fair, smooth, and shiny, like rubbing against silk. I finally couldn't resist, and taking advantage of the bus's swaying, I pressed myself against her more forcefully. She seemed oblivious, not flinching at all, and even pulled down her collar, revealing a small portion of her breast—of course, only I could see it.
Just as my mind was wandering, the bus braked suddenly, and we lurched forward. Her hand grabbed mine, and I took hers in return.
The bus started moving again, and I really didn't want to let go, nor did she try to pull away. Her hand was so soft, seemingly boneless, and it felt wonderful to hold. I stole a glance at her; she was staring out the window, as if her hand didn't belong to her. But when I squeezed harder, she pinched me back, indicating she understood.
And so, I held her hand tightly, never letting go, our arms pressed together, flesh to flesh. When we got off the bus, she squeezed my hand again and walked away without looking back. I felt a mix of sweetness and an unprecedented sense of loss.
For the next two or three days, work was plentiful, everyone was busy, and I couldn't find a chance to talk to her alone. She remained calm, acting as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with others, only giving me a meaningful glance when no one was looking. Each time, my heart would pound, and my face would even burn. I
laughed at myself, thinking, "Why am I acting like a high school student in my first love?" But watching Jing's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, big buttocks walking back and forth in front of me, my heart was filled with desire, and my penis would suddenly become erect, forcing me to quickly sit down or turn away.
Finally, on the fourth day, I ran into her in the hallway while using the restroom. I knew she spent her lunch break in the office every day, and since it was summer and the break was only two hours long, I met her. I stared at her, my heart pounding. She looked at me quietly, without saying a word.
My mouth was dry, and my voice was hoarse. I hurriedly said, "Can you come to my place at noon?"
She seemed hesitant, considered for a moment, and asked, "What building do you live in?"
I quickly gave her the address.
Just then, a figure appeared in the hallway; she walked towards her office without giving a clear answer.
When I returned to my office, she wasn't there. I didn't see her again until the end of the workday. I was extremely anxious and couldn't do anything. Before leaving work, I made an excuse and left.
Back at home, I ate a few bites hastily and began my anxious wait. This was an agonizing moment. I listened intently to every sound in the hallway, rushing to the door at the slightest noise, waiting minute by minute.
Finally, I heard footsteps in the hallway. I knew it was her, because her footsteps were heavy when she came up the stairs; others had even joked about it. There was a soft knock at the door, a hint of hesitation in the sound. I quickly opened the door and saw her standing there, her face flushed, panting. She seemed nervous and shy. I hurriedly invited her in. We stood in the living room, unsure what to do.
I said, "Let me get you some water!"
She nodded.
When I brought the water, she was looking at the photos on the cabinet. I put the water down, unable to contain my passion, and placed my hand on her rounded shoulder. She didn't flinch or turn around. She exuded a faint fragrance, her hair still slightly damp. My heart pounded. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck. When my lips touched her smooth skin, I was completely captivated. Her breathing quickened, and she leaned against me. I turned her around, and after a brief exchange of glances, we embraced tightly.
I can't remember how we ended up kissing; I only remember my mind being a jumbled mess. I felt her lips were moist and soft, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth. Her waist and back were full and incredibly soft to the touch. I had never been kissed like that by a woman before. Holding her warm, soft body, my penis was uncontrollably hard, pressing against her lower abdomen, causing a slight ache in my own. She was also very excited, panting as she whispered in my ear, "Let's sit down, I can't stand anymore."
We sat down on the sofa, kissing each other. My hand reached under her clothes, wanting to touch the breasts I had longed for. She was wearing a thin bra, and I could feel the soft flesh through the fabric.
She kissed me and said, "Come on, let me unbutton it." She deftly unbuttoned her clothes and bra, and pulled them down. Her pair of snow-white breasts were revealed before my eyes. She thrust them towards me and said, "Here, touch them."
Her breasts weren't the large type, but because she was full-figured, the base of her breasts was large, round, and very beautiful. The nipples were small, like cherries, strangely not dark at all, but pink, and the areolas were small, very lovely.
I greedily touched and kissed them, constantly sucking and licking the nipples, while one hand fiercely grabbed and rubbed the other breast. Jing was also very excited. Her face was flushed, and she let out soft moans. One hand gripped my erect penis through my pants, squeezing it incessantly.
My whole body burned with desire; all I wanted was to kiss her, squeeze her, and caress her. But she was limp, as if boneless. I understood what it meant to be utterly limp. Besides moaning, she kept returning my kisses and said in a trembling voice, "I want to lie down."
We walked towards the bedroom, arm in arm. After I drew the curtains, I quickly stripped off my clothes and stood there, erect, watching Jing undress. She carefully draped her clothes on the chair, then shamelessly unzipped her pants and draped them back down.
Her legs were white and full, clad in a small pink thong. When she pulled down her panties, her entire body was revealed before my eyes.
Jing's skin was very white and smooth, with a plump bottom and a very full waist and abdomen. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her mons pubis was very full, and sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. Her two thighs were quite thick, and there was no gap between her legs when she stood there. Her knees were round, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also very delicate. In short, her body was very much like a noblewoman in a classical European painting.
I stood there admiring her, and the look in my eyes was definitely that I wanted to devour her whole. At this moment, she said to me with a little shyness, "After giving birth, my belly is a little loose." After saying that, she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and looked at me: "Come on, get on top of me."
At that moment, my eyes were burning with desire, and my body was trembling with excitement. I hurriedly climbed on top of her and pressed down on her snow-white and plump flesh. Oh, it was so soft. My limbs were touching warm and smooth flesh, and the feeling was a bit like floating on clouds.
I kissed her nipples, shoulders, neck, and lips. She closed her eyes, moaning comfortably like a female animal in heat, "Oh...oh..." Her eyes were glazed, she called my name as if crying and panting, her hands constantly caressing my back and chest.
My penis was rock hard, and somehow the head of my penis slipped into her wet, warm vagina. I felt like my penis was entering a hot, moist swamp, so soft, so slippery, so spacious, with absolutely no resistance. I stirred wildly inside her. This scene was so stimulating; I had never imagined a woman would act like this during sex. Coupled with my initial nervousness, it felt like a dream, and I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. I was stunned, both annoyed and ashamed.
She seemed unaware that I had ejaculated, continuing to moan and writhe until she realized I had stopped. I nodded sheepishly.
She laughed, hugged my head, and kissed me: "Oh, you're so fast."

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