The first decent woman I met online turned out to be the love of my life that I can never forget!

(Meeting, Getting Acquainted, and Making a Date)
(Shaving My Lover's Pubic Hair)
(Lover's Breast Milk and Sex)
(Sex - Very Interesting)
(Lover's Squirt and Pregnancy - with Squirt Techniques)
(The order will be adjusted after the full text is collected)
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(Meeting, Getting Acquainted, and Making a Date)
It happened about seven years ago in winter. At that time, I was not married yet and ran a small shop. I
got up early in the morning. Because it was winter, it was getting light late. I was arranging things in front of the shop
when a motorcycle's headlight shone on my left cheek from a short distance to my left.
The light was very strong. I cursed in my heart, "Whose headlight is so bright? I'll fuck him to death sooner or later."
However, my eyes were not able to see the other person's face clearly because of the strong light. In addition, it was still dark. But I could see
which shop he owned. I thought I would wait until it got light.
As dawn broke, I looked towards the shop and saw a young woman working there
. My heart skipped a beat; could it be her? I moved closer and saw her face clearly. While not
conventionally beautiful, her smile and demeanor were the most beautiful I had ever seen. I immediately
started thinking about how to approach her.
Fate is a strange thing; her shop was right next to my not-so-close sister-in-law's shop
, sharing the same wall. I thought I'd ask her
about her later, to see if there was any chance.
Around noon, when everyone was relatively free, some shopkeepers were visiting each other. I also
strolled over to my sister-in-law's shop and asked, "Is that woman next door new?"
She said, "Yes."
I said, "She's very pretty! What's her name? Introduce her to me!"
She smiled and said, "I don't know, she just started today. I'll ask her when I have time."
I said okay.
Two days later, my sister-in-law, true to my word, came to my shop and told me about her. It turned out her name was
Amei (a really nice-sounding name), but she was already married and had a daughter.
I almost fainted when I heard that. Why did I always run into such wonderful women after they were married?
But I still couldn't give up. I thought, even if I couldn't sleep with her, I could at least try to woo her.
So, whenever I had free time during business hours, I would go to my sister-in-law's shop to chat. Gradually, we
started talking. She was quite easy to talk to; we could talk about anything.
Some time passed, and one day I saw my sister-in-law chatting with her, so I joined her. I
said, "I'm so bored, sister-in-law, let's go fishing at your place later."
My sister-in-law said, "Then go ahead."
Knowing what I was thinking, she also said to Amei, "Amei, you're going to play too. We're all so familiar with each other, why don't you come to
my house for a bit?"
Amei said, "I don't have a car. Is it far from your place?"
My sister-in-law said, "It's not far. You can ride with my brother-in-law. Anyway, there's not much business before 4 o'clock."
I chimed in, "Yes, I'll come pick you up later."
To my surprise, she actually agreed. I was so happy that I don't know how to describe it. After
lunch fishing anymore, since the fish in the pond wouldn't run away
anyway), and drove my motorcycle a short distance away to wait for her (I didn't want the people in the nearby shops to see me). When she saw me waiting for her, she packed
up the shop, came over, got on my motorcycle, and we went to my sister-in-law's house.
When we arrived at my sister-in-law's house, my brother wasn't home, so we chatted in the living room. I casually asked for
her phone number, and to my surprise, she gave it to me without hesitation. I was so nervous!
After chatting for a while, my sister-in-law went to do some housework in the yard and asked us to stay in the living room to chat and have tea.
I laughed at her then, saying, "Your skin is a little dark (healthy skin tone)."
She held out her left hand and said, "No! This is a healthy skin tone."
I went over to take a look (actually, I had wanted to touch her for a while), took her outstretched hand, leaned in
, and kissed the back of her hand (the kind of kiss a gentleman in Europe and America). While kissing
her, my eyes were on her, and her eyes were on me too. She didn't pull her hand back, but just said, "It wouldn't be good if your sister-in-law
saw this !"
So I let go of her hand. Later, thinking back, at the moment I kissed her hand, I
didn't feel flustered at all; it felt so natural. From that moment on, I knew that Amei was
the woman I loved most in this life. To this day, all those little memories of Amei and me float into my
mind , lingering and indelible, becoming an indelible mark on my life.
Some more days passed like this. Actually, we talked on the phone every day during this time, talking about everything,
but mostly about feelings.
Finally, one day, she asked me where I liked to go. I said there wasn't much to do, I'd already explored the whole city
. She said she rarely went to the city and asked when I could take her there. I said sure, tonight would be
fine. She agreed.
That evening, we met at the agreed-upon place, then I got on my motorcycle and drove around
the city for a bit (actually, I didn't want to go to the city because I used to work in sales and know a lot of people;
it wouldn't be good if I accidentally bumped into someone). We stopped at a riverside park where there were no streetlights
and sat there chatting. At first, we didn't say much, but then I asked, "I really like you
, it's true. I liked you from the first moment I saw you, and I swore then and there that I would definitely get
you!"
I saw her smiling in the dim light and she said, "You men are all bad."
I said, "Yeah, I'm the worst kind."
She asked me, "Do you say that to other girls too?"
I said, "No, you're the first, and I think you'll be the last."
She smiled and didn't say anything. I asked her, "Do you like me?"
She smiled again and said, "I don't know." (From that moment on, I knew that if a girl said
"I don't know," the answer was almost always yes.)
Then there was another period of silence, and then I mustered up my courage and put my hand on her shoulder, and she didn't object.
Then I leaned in and kissed her face. She whispered, "No."
I said, "I want it."
Then I kissed her lips, then our tongues, then her nose, ears, and even pried open her
eyelids to kiss her. She didn't resist (at that moment, I completely understood that this was what she wanted me to do to her). Then
my right hand reached over and touched her right breast through her clothes, while my left hand went down from her shoulder and into her collar to grab her right breast.
Something unexpected happened. Just as my left hand pinched her left nipple, I felt my
two fingers were wet. I stopped immediately because I knew it was breast milk! Oh my god! She still had
breast milk! I immediately pulled my hands back and whispered to her, "You still have breast milk?"
She said, "Yes, a little, not much."
I was ecstatic. God was so kind to me, sending me a woman with breast milk.
That night we didn't go to a hotel because we weren't prepared, and she had to go home. So after we kissed
, we went back. On the way back, her arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I was truly happy then.
(End of this article)
(Shaving your lover's pubic hair)
Regarding the issue of female pubic hair, I've addressed this topic several times in other people's posts, mainly from four
aspects : First, in primitive societies, since humans didn't wear pants, the main function of female pubic hair was to
prevent bacteria and foreign objects from directly entering the vagina. However, in today's society, with pants,
underwear , stockings, and sanitary napkins providing multiple layers of protection, the function of pubic hair is almost negligible. Second,
vaginal secretions seep from the vagina, and some of them stick to the pubic hair. It's generally
impossible to remove them with water or ordinary cleaning agents. It is important to clean it thoroughly, as bacteria attached to the pubic hair
can causing secondary, cross-infection, and
repeated infections. This explains why some medical research reports indicate that gynecological diseases among European and American women are only
a fraction of . Thirdly, shaving pubic hair
allows women to see their tender pubic skin during sex, making them feel like they are still eleven or twelve years old and developing, which helps them maintain a youthful mindset
and enhances the emotional connection between partners.
I feel like I've gone off-topic a bit, let's get back to the point. After Amei and I had sex, I
mentioned to her several times on the phone that I should shave her pubic hair. Of course, the response was always "no."
The reason is simple: most women know that women without pubic hair are what the ancients
called "white tigers," and that women without pubic hair can cause accidental harm to men. I told her
, "90% of women in Europe and America don't shave their pubic hair, and you don't see
any accidents happening to the men in those countries. Most of the wives of presidents and ministers shave their pubic hair,
and they can become presidents. We have hair, but we're all just working, and we don't even live as
well as those working in other countries..."
She was skeptical, always saying, "Really?"
Finally, one time, I convinced her to let me shave her pubic hair. I was incredibly
excited . We arranged to meet at our usual spot that day. Before I left, I bought a women's... I took the razor and waited for
her to come in. As soon as she entered, I couldn't wait to hug her, kiss her, and touch her. When I slipped one hand
inside touched her labia, she was already aroused. I whispered in her ear, "You
promised to let me shave your pubic hair today, you won't go back on your word, will you?"
She said, "Will it hurt? If it hurts or I bleed, then I won't do it."
I said, "I promise I won't hurt you or make you bleed. If that happens, I'll stop, okay?
"
She said, Okay.
Then I quickly stripped her naked, and I stripped myself too. I carried her into the bathroom, took a
shower, and then used shower gel to wash her entire vagina, anus, and pubic hair area several times and rinsed it
clean. Then I sat on the floor, let her sit on my lap, raised her legs and bent them into an "M" shape.
I squeezed some shower gel onto her pubic hair area, and then I took the newly bought women's razor and
started shaving from the hairy area above her anus and vaginal opening, shaving upwards. I used a very light touch, afraid of causing bleeding, especially
when shaving the hair around her clitoris. Because of the shower gel, my fingers were slippery, so I pressed her clitoris harder with my left
hand . At that time, her breathing was rapid and she seemed to be enjoying it.
When I got to the hair on her lower abdomen, I did it in the opposite direction, carefully shaving every part of her pubic hair that I could feel.
After shaving her pubic area, she stood up and said, "Is that enough?"
I said, "There's still hair around her anus that I haven't shaved."
After saying that, I turned her around and made her bend over, exposing her entire buttocks to me (
actually there was no hair around her anus; I lied to her, but I wanted to fully experience the excitement of shaving).
After shaving a few times, I said, "That's it, all clean now."
Then she stood up, touched her lower abdomen and vaginal opening a few times, and said, "It'll be painful when it grows back in a few days
."
I said, "It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Then I applied some more shower gel to her entire pubic area and around her anus and washed it. Clean, then rinsed with the showerhead.
When I pulled back the foreskin of her clitoris, exposing the tender flesh beneath the fine jet of water, her
body twitched and recoiled, and her expression of pleasure made my penis very hard. I threw the showerhead aside and
immediately brought my mouth to hers, sucking her entire exposed clitoris into my mouth with great force. My tongue licked her clitoris irregularly
inside . She was very excited at this moment, and I was also
incredibly excited. I hooked my hands around her knees. I lifted her up, picked her up, and carried
her out of the bathroom to the bed. I pressed my entire body against her and started fucking her, saying, "Wife (that's what I call her when we're alone
), is it good to fuck you?"
She said, "Yes."
I said, "Which time was the most good?"
She said, "The time at your house was the most good."
I said, "Are you about to come again?"
She said, "Yes."
Then I fucked her the same way as last time, and after about ten or twenty thrusts, I suddenly pulled my penis out and inserted two fingers...
I inserted my penis into her vagina and started to stimulate her. By this time, she couldn't take it anymore and started moving her body. However, I was a little disappointed this time because
I couldn't stimulate her to produce any fluid. (To summarize, after watching that Lin Ziling shampoo commercial and recalling the physics I learned
, I realized that the friction between hairs can generate static electricity, which can stimulate the skin and cause
excitement. No wonder Japanese actresses are more likely to have orgasms while Western actresses are less likely to.) Seeing that no fluid was coming out, I
was afraid of hurting her, so I stopped stimulating her with my hands and continued to use my penis. Perhaps because the foreplay had been too long and her
excitement level was too high, I ejaculated within a few minutes. This time, I ejaculated inside her vagina (probably during her safe period)
. After I finished, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash herself. When she came out, we lay together and hugged each other. I asked her:
"You've never shaved your pubic hair before, have you?"
she said. "Who shaves their pubic hair for no reason? This isn't a foreign country! Only you're so horny, doing all this
weird stuff."
I said, "It looks good shaved, like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. It's pleasing to the eye, and even more pleasing to the penis
... (omitted)"
Writing this, I actually regretted it. I fucking regretted it! I shouldn't have washed
the razor while shaving. I should have collected all the shaved pubic hair and kept it, because that was definitely her first
time shaving her pubic hair, so that hair would be "baby pubic hair," very valuable to collect.
I was just too excited to think straight. If I could turn back time, I definitely wouldn't have washed her shaved
pubic hair away with water.
(End of this article)

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