Married Women Series 2 - A Travelogue of the French Riviera

Skype suddenly popped up on my screen. "Hello, can we chat?" Based on experience, I figured
99% of women who initiate online conversations with me are fake escorts. After about two sentences, they'd ask if I wanted sex and then suggest
a location. Once I arrived, they'd demand my bank card to verify my identity. Or they'd claim to be beautiful women in Hong Kong
working for an equestrian association or a lottery company. I'm fed up with these scammers. I've become quite experienced;
I can spot a ton of flaws in just a few sentences. Before, I'd joke around and then vent my anger, but now
I'm too lazy to do that.
I answered casually, waiting for the key flaw to surface so I could have a good laugh at her. However
, I was unexpectedly one of the 1% exceptions. All my guesses were wrong. From the chat, I learned she was a nurse living in
the east , a married woman, married young, and her child was already in high school. I was so glad
I hadn't blurted out "You liar, get lost!" when she greeted me, otherwise you netizens wouldn't be reading the following story
!
As we chatted, I jokingly asked, "You're not a guy, are you?" She retorted angrily, "No
way, I'll call you!" Great, the reverse psychology worked! She called, and I easily
got her number.
From the call, I learned she was going back to her parents' home in Taipei with her husband in a week, so I asked her if she wanted to meet up
and go for a drive. She hesitated for a long time, but I kept encouraging her, saying
it wasn't a big deal to meet up and go for a walk in the countryside! After some persistent teasing, she finally reluctantly agreed.
Everyone, don't think that just because you've arranged a meeting time, you can relax and wait for the day to arrive. I guarantee
all your hard work will be for nothing on that day. This week required a lot of preparation. On one hand, I needed to decide on a
destination —a secluded, safe, and romantic place, but not to rush straight to the motel.
On the other hand, I needed to maintain a romantic atmosphere and a touch of ambiguity in our conversations this week, without appearing like a lecher.
This way, on the day itself, things would be much easier to work out towards my desired outcome. However, this was all
accumulated experience over many years, something that could only be understood intuitively.
The day of our meeting finally arrived. We agreed to meet at the Banqiao Xinpu MRT station exit. From afar, I saw a
pretty young woman in a puffy skirt and short hair, looking even younger than in her photos; she had clearly dressed up especially for our meeting
.
I was the first online friend she had met online, and my nervousness was palpable as I got in the car. At that moment, a smile was
the best way to ease my anxiety. Later, I realized that my cheerful and cheerful smile was the key to winning her heart
. I smiled at her. "You seem nervous." She nodded. I reached out and took her small hand, comforting
her, "Don't be too nervous, I'm a good person." She smiled and said, "Would a bad person admit it? And what good person would
hold someone's hand from the start?" But the way she said it with a smile told me I was almost there.
Her palms were warm, especially since it was right after the typhoon and the weather was chilly. Holding her warm palms
felt quite nice. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her wearing sandals, revealing her fair toes. I really wanted to pull over and
take her right there and then, haha…
The car drove along Danshui Denghui Avenue all the way to the northernmost point of Taiwan. Let's test you guys. If you don't know where the northernmost point of Taiwan is
, then your "Million Primary School" can't compete with primary school students. That's right, it's the Fugui Cape Lighthouse,
next to Fugui Fishing Harbor. We stood at the northernmost point of Taiwan, facing the strong sea wind, huddled together, getting closer and
closer. She knew my intentions, shyly lowered her head, and whispered, "Isn't this too fast? Shouldn't we give her more
time to adjust?" Of course, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "This is the mark of my love,
left at the northernmost point of Taiwan. There are three more places waiting for us to go together in the future: east, south, and west." She murmured, "
I don't dare think about things that are too far in the future."
We continued driving, and Liu's Rice Dumplings were still as crowded as ever, so we got out and bought a few. I
drove while she fed me. We, this mature man and woman, were like young lovers in our first love—quite exciting!
—When we arrived at Jinshan Old Street, of course we had to eat duck meat. After the typhoon and not on a holiday, the old street was deserted,
unlike the bustling streets of a weekend. But this was perfect for us, a couple having an affair—fewer people, better! We
strolled along, enjoying the famous local sweet potato shaved ice, and decided to buy some duck meat to take home later when we got hungry. We figured
we could also eat her while we ate the duck, haha!
The Jinshan Hot Spring water was clear and odorless, leaving a smooth, silky feel – truly "smooth as silk in hot spring water
." The slightly salty taste reminded you of the ocean, making it a perfect
spot However, she said she didn't bring a swimsuit! Oh dear!! I suggested we soak in the hot spring, not the kind where you have to wear a swimsuit.
But hold back, she's still resisting and struggling, don't be impatient.
Instead, I suggested we go to Wanli for Yannick cake. In this chilly weather, a hot cup of coffee
with a rich cheesecake, and the sexy woman beside me – what a treat!
After the cake, we still had some time, so I suggested we go
for a walk . Dawulun Mountain was a crucial stronghold guarding the western side of Keelung Harbor. During the Opium Wars of 1840 and
1884, the Qing government stationed troops there. In 1895, the Qing government
ceded Taiwan, Penghu, Kinmen, and Matsu to Japan in the Treaty of Shimonoseki. After landing in Keelung, Japan began construction of the Dawulun Fortress in 1900.
The Dawulun Fortress was massive in scale and remains well-preserved for over a century.
Although it has lost its military use, it still retains rich historical value! It is one of Keelung's four major fortresses, offering a
commanding view of Keelung Harbor. The scenery is beautiful, lush with greenery, but sparsely populated, making it a suitable spot for couples to have some "battle" –
but be warned, your butt will be bitten like red bean ice afterward!
Ladies and gentlemen, don't expect the following scenario to turn into a "wilderness encounter." That's impossible.
How could a shy married woman possibly engage in "sexual combat" with you in such a dangerous outdoor setting for the first time? Unless you've
watched too many pornographic films.
This is the perfect place for romantic flirting. Looking at the mountains and the sea, holding her slender waist, kissing her face, and
breathing softly in her ear, I can feel her face flushing and her heart racing. It's time.
Quickly descending the mountain, not far away in Wanli, there's a "Azure Coast Motel," located on Keelung's Jiji 3rd
Road near the Dawulun Industrial Zone. It's on the main road between Keelung and Wanli/Jinshan, boasting blue skies and seas...
White walls, blue windows, red tiles, a clock tower, and the sun-drenched, romantic Mediterranean-style architecture are the most obvious landmarks
, perfect for today's "embracing the azure and indulging in the coast" theme.
Silence speaks louder than words; don't just stand there asking "Shall we go in?" and drive straight to the driveway
to grab the key and check in. Otherwise, do you expect the lady to suddenly turn into a harlot, shouting "My lord, I want it!"? That's
impossible. The timing is right,
so let's get started. Once inside, of course, we need to set the mood. We took out
the Jinshan duck meat we bought earlier and sat on the sofa to enjoy the food while watching TV. She chose a plump, juicy piece of tender meat,
picked it up fed it to my mouth. I took a bite, and then, while sucking on her delicate, white fingers, she tickled and tried to pull her hand away, but I
held it tightly, saying, "Let me lick it clean for you."
Starting from her fingertips, palms, and elbows, I gradually moved upwards, finally kissing her lips. We slowly moved the sofa towards the bed, and
I quickly removed her top. Her small but firm breasts bounced out of her long-pressed bra, and I immediately
took them into my mouth, savoring them
. She panted softly, but still maintained a sliver of rationality, urging me to go take a shower first. I pulled her along for a romantic
water fight; the motel's huge jacuzzi was perfect.
We kissed passionately in the tub, touching and caressing every sensitive spot. Mature women are indeed easily aroused; she couldn't wait
to pull my penis towards her vagina. However, it wasn't so easy. I made her lie face down, indicating that she should take my
penis in her mouth. She obediently complied, licking it as earnestly as if she were licking an ice cream.
Her buttocks were raised high, her tender vulva facing the jacuzzi nozzle. I suddenly had an idea, turned on the switch, and the water jet sprayed towards her mysterious cave. She let out a soft moan, a tingling sensation reaching her core , enjoying a different kind of massage pleasure
as the jacuzzi pounded against her vulva and anus. I was almost cumming too, being licked so hard. It's not like when I was younger, when I could go at least three rounds in an hour. I need to cherish this moment. I must use my skills to conquer this mature woman who's outwardly a sophisticated lady but inwardly a slut. " The vagina is the best conduit to a woman's inner world." Give her unparalleled pleasure in sex, and she'll never want to leave you. Extend the battlefield from underwater to the bed. Even out of the water, her vagina is still incredibly wet; she's not a "dry sister." I teased her clitoris with my tongue. She seemed to have been licked by a man for a long time. Soon, her entire waist lifted, her eyes rolled back, and she cried out, "I can't take it anymore!" I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. It was time for my little brother to get to the battlefield. But it was so slippery! I almost went astray. I quickly steadied myself, hoisting her legs onto my shoulders, exposing her vagina to my full range of vision , completely exposed, so I could go all out. Her vagina, which had just been licked to orgasm, was now experiencing a second, more intense vaginal orgasm— higher, faster, and more powerful. She gripped my back tightly and bit my shoulder; although I have thick skin, it still hurt quite a bit, but it was incredibly pleasurable. Many men, when trying to please a woman, just give her a quick lick and then stop and change positions just as she's about to start enjoying herself, sometimes just for the sake of changing positions, constantly interrupting the woman's slowly building orgasm. Or, after the woman's orgasm , they don't follow up with oral sex first. Today was the first battle; I had to make him completely surrender. After the oral sex orgasm , I immediately went for it, and the second wave of orgasms came quickly and powerfully, straight to heaven. She gasped, "I can't take it anymore!" Strange, I was thrusting on top, but she was more tired than me on the bottom . I let her rest, but my penis was still inside her and wouldn't come out. I lay on my side next to her and slowly thrust in and out in a position. Too much stimulation after an orgasm can be overwhelming and uncomfortable, so you have to be gentle with her. After 10 minutes, she slowly came to her senses, and I increased my speed, force, and depth, gradually getting hot again . She started shouting, "Good brother, I want it!" At this moment, I could feel her vagina swelling and her vaginal opening tightening, ready to receive my semen to fill her. She was almost at her limit again, so I had to speed up and tell her to wait for me. Come on... I roared, and thick semen filled her vagina, and we reached the pinnacle of bliss together.

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