That woman who is three years older than me

I travel frequently for work, and it was during one of these trips that I met this woman on QQ. She's three years older than me,
28, and currently single. After communicating frequently for a while, our relationship deepened, and we eventually became very close,
sharing everything.
When I got home, I asked her out for dinner. We agreed to meet at 6 PM, but we chatted a bit more on QQ around 5 PM.
Then she said she needed to get ready, take a shower, and then leave. Hearing that she was going to take a shower, I suddenly felt a flutter in my heart
—haha, just wishful thinking, I guess. At 6 PM, I arrived at the agreed-upon location and waited for ten minutes. She arrived too,
and I was a little disappointed. She was quite different from what I had imagined; I had only seen her photos before, and my expectations
had been too high. However, while her looks were average, her body was absolutely stunning, especially her impressive
breasts, which looked like they were about to burst out of her clothes. My previous girlfriends had all been rather modest in terms of size, so her figure
was quite attractive to me.
After dinner, the girl asked where we were going next. I said we'd just finished eating, so let's take a walk and then find a bar
to sit at. While walking, we passed my neighborhood, and I said, "It's too early to go to a bar
now
. Let's go to my place, have a smoke, and chat." "Okay," she readily agreed. I was actually quite excited, haha, I can't help it, since breaking up with my last girlfriend and being away on business trips
for over two months, I hadn't been with a girl.
After we got home, we started chatting, about everything under the sun. Later, we talked about tattoos. She mentioned
she had one on her back and told me about the experience.
"Let me see it," I suggested.
"No, it's not convenient," she simply refused. We continued chatting, and the topic of
tattoos came up again. I asked to see it again, and I tugged at her clothes with my hands. I guess she
couldn't requests and finally agreed. She took off her t-shirt, revealing a tank top underneath. I must say,
MM's skin is very good—very white and smooth. I suppressed my excitement and gently stroked it, then gave it a light
kiss. MM didn't react, so I grew bolder and kissed her again, this time
with a bit more . MM felt it, moved away slightly, put her clothes back on, and continued chatting. At that point, I really
had no interest in chatting anymore. To clarify, we were watching TV while chatting; my TV was in the bedroom,
and we were sitting on the bed talking. We chatted like this, one sentence after another, and I would intentionally or unintentionally touch MM
and try to hug her. She seemed to realize something; we were both sitting on the bed, but then she
sat on a chair.
After a while, she said she was a little tired and her back was a little sore. I said I would massage her, and she didn't object. I
started massaging her shoulders, saying it wasn't convenient for her to sit on the chair, and asked her to sit down. She didn't move, so I pulled her onto the bed
and continued massaging her, occasionally kissing her neck and lightly touching her chest—very lightly, she
probably didn't notice. Later, I couldn't resist any longer and asked her, "Can I kiss you?"
"No, I knew you wanted to," she refused.
"Just one kiss."
"No, don't do that. Do you think I gave in to you when I came up to you?" She still
refused and sat back down in her chair.
"Just one kiss, I won't do anything else," I said, ignoring her refusal, and went straight
to her, hugging her and kissing her. She turned her head away after the first kiss, but I couldn't give up then. I followed her,
pressing my tongue into her mouth and entwining it with hers. Gradually, her breathing quickened, she became
responsive, and began to hold me tightly. After a while, she pushed me away, saying we'd already kissed, and we shouldn't continue. I
wasn't listening to anything at that point. I carried her to the bed, feeling quite strong. I lay
down continued kissing her, slipping my hands inside her clothes to touch her large breasts. It felt so good. She started pushing me
away, saying, "Don't go on, or I won't be able to control myself." Hearing her say that, I
knew she had agreed, so I ignored her and couldn't stop. Later, she stopped resisting, probably because
she wanted it too.
"Wait a minute, I'll take off my clothes." "I'll help you take them off," I said. I quickly
took off her clothes, then my own, and we were entangled together. She was
a bit fleshy, but not fat, and it felt so good to hold her. Then I started kissing her large breasts. She
had showered before coming, and now she had a uniquely feminine scent. Her reaction was very strong; she
let loose at this point. When I kissed her breasts, she cried out loudly. I was worried that people outside might hear, so I kissed her
lips back to quiet her down, while continuing to caress her breasts. After a while, I pulled away from her
lips and kissed her breasts again, then took her nipple into my mouth. "Ah!" she suddenly cried out, and I
kept teasing her nipples. Then I parted her legs and buried my head between them.
The light I couldn't see clearly, but I could feel that her labia were quite plump and already very wet.
I thought the time was right, and I couldn't resist anymore. I thrust my penis in, and she cried out
loudly . I don't know if it was because I really felt something, or if it was just a habit of moaning during sex. I didn't care
about those things and started thrusting quickly. Whenever I felt her moans were too loud, I would kiss her.
She was the girl I've ever had the strongest reaction during sex. She clung to me tightly,
her body constantly writhing. She was completely different from my ex-girlfriend. With my ex, I had to kiss
her genitals beforehand because my penis is about 16 centimeters long, and it wouldn't go in without lubrication. The kisses would
get me aroused quickly, but the feeling would fade, and then she wouldn't react much. Even
when I penetrated, she wouldn't react. She wouldn't move during sex and would occasionally laugh, which was very disappointing. She kept asking
if I'd come, and eventually, I lost interest in continuing.
But with this girl, it was truly enjoyable. We went through various positions for about an hour. I'm
quite impressed with myself for being able to last so long after not having sex for so long. Her reactions were very
strong throughout; I don't know if she actually orgasmed. Later, I felt tired, and I guess she was tired too. Then
I ejaculated inside her. Afterward, we hugged for a while, and then she went to take a shower. At this point,
everyone probably felt the same way—a sense of loss, like it wasn't very interesting.
After I showered, she started urging me to shower too. After showering, I sat for a while, then we went to a bar. I had some drinks,
and then we went home together. I was a bit tired, so I went straight to bed.
Around 2 AM, I woke up, probably because of the beer. I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I came back, I saw
her on the bed with one leg sticking out. I suddenly felt aroused, but I didn't want to wake her, so I
gently kissed her, kissing every place I could. When I kissed her genitals, I noticed she was already wet, so I knew she
was awake. At that point, I didn't need to hold back anymore; I just spread her legs and penetrated her.
Those incredibly pleasurable moans echoed in my bedroom again, and I don't know how long I thrust in and out.
"I'm going to cum, where?"
"Cum inside...you already cummed."
"This time I'm going to cum in your mouth." I said as I thrust hard. "Ah...ah...okay, ah
...cum wherever you want." She hugged me tightly, her legs wrapped around my waist, her lower body
squeezing hard, as if she wanted to devour me. Suddenly she trembled, her body went limp, and her
hands loosened their grip on me. At that moment, I couldn't control myself anymore, and quickly pulled out and put it in her mouth. She didn't move,
letting me cum in her mouth.
"Suck it, suck it all out." I don't know why I suggested that. She held me with her hands,
sucked hard twice, and then tried to spit it out.
"Eat it." I hugged her.
She glanced at me, didn't say anything, and swallowed it all in one gulp.
"Do you men really like it when girls do this?"
"It's good stuff, good for beauty, I didn't want you to waste it." I joked.
"Tch." She didn't say anything more, wiped herself off, and went to sleep without taking a shower, probably because she was tired.
I slept until after ten o'clock. When I woke up, she was still asleep. I went to wash up, and when I came back, she was awake too
. We went to wash up naked, and looking at her beautiful figure, I couldn't contain myself again. I followed her into
the bathroom . She smiled at me when she saw me naked.
"Didn't you exhaust yourself last night?"
"Seeing you fills me with strength," I said, hugging her from behind. While she washed her face, I started touching
her breasts and kissing her back. After she finished washing her face, I thought it was about time, so I had her stick her butt out. Seeing that
alluring butt, I thrust inside her. To be honest, it was my first time doing this. Later, she stopped
brushing her teeth and started moaning. Watching us make love in the mirror was really exciting,
and soon I felt the urge to ejaculate.
"I can't hold back my cum."
"No...be gentle...let me rinse my mouth, be gentle." Then she started rinsing her mouth. I
paused continued. The urge to cum had subsided.
We continued like this for about six or seven minutes, and then I couldn't hold back my cum again. I held her tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. She knew I was about to cum, and her hips started to
move back to meet mine. I thrust hard a few times and finally ejaculated inside her again. She leaned on the sink and
let out a long sigh of relief.
"I'm exhausted. You must be tired too." She touched my body; I was sweating.
"Yeah, pretty tired." I pulled out and saw the semen running down her legs.
Then we showered together, ate breakfast, and I took her home.
That night, I experienced for the first time that sex could be so exciting, and I remembered this woman who gave me
my first real sexual pleasure.

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