Young woman Aping

Before China opened up, I came to the United States like all other students. I studied, worked, resolved my immigration status, and got married.

As my career and family stabilized, life became less colorful. I started to yearn for the scenery outside my window.

Meeting Aping was purely coincidental. We both chatted on a popular Chinese website. Then, we met by chance, and we were both surprised to find that we were both in the United States, and that we lived only two hours apart. Our meeting started with some risqué jokes, so our subsequent conversations always revolved around sex. We both seemed to tacitly want to see each other, even though we didn't ask what we would do after meeting. Coincidentally, I had a trip to her city, so I could stop by her place. We decided to meet in front of a store. Although we had each other's phone numbers, we agreed not to use our phones unless absolutely necessary.

On the way to her place, the traffic was incredibly congested, and my planned hour-long journey was ruined by the traffic. All the way, I tried to suppress my excitement and remain calm, but my heart was pounding. We exited the highway, but I wasn't familiar with the roads and took a detour. We were clearly 15 minutes late for our agreed time. I hurriedly parked the car in front of the store and headed inside. It was a sweltering summer day. Pushing open the door, I saw a Chinese woman standing there, looking at me shyly. We hadn't exchanged photos; neither of us knew what the other looked like. She was tall and slender, with short hair, completely unadorned—no lipstick, no makeup. A striking presence emanated from her. My intuition told me it was her. I went over and asked her if it was her. She confirmed my guess. I said, "Shall we go?" She alertly told me to go first, and I understood, walking ahead to my car. She quickly got in.

Only after my car left the parking lot did she speak her second sentence: "Where to?" I hesitated before replying, "To a quiet place, okay?" She nodded quietly. I reached out and took her hand, and suddenly realized that both of our hands were sweating. My forehead was sweating too. On the way here, I had noticed several motels. So, following my memory, I drove there. We arrived quickly. After I parked the car, I said, "Wait for me, okay?" She didn't say anything.

After we went into the room, I went straight to the bathroom to wash up. I was so sweaty, and she stood in the corner of the room watching me wash my face. My thick jeans were already too much of a burden, so I took them off in the bathroom, leaving me only in my underwear. She kept watching me, her hands clutching her bag to her chest.

I went back to the room, walked over, and hugged her, her hands still clutching her bag. I gently took her bag from her hands and placed it on the table. Then I cupped her bare face and kissed her. First, a gentle kiss on her forehead, then her lips. She quickly stirred. I gently unbuttoned her dress, and it slipped from her shoulders to the floor.

Her body trembled slightly. Without any hesitation, I unhooked her bra. A not-so-prominent breast was revealed. I pushed her onto the bed and began kissing her breasts, occasionally sucking on her nipples. Her body trembled violently in response. Before she even realized it, I had pulled down her panties. I quickly removed my remaining clothes and parted her legs, inserting my penis. Her vagina was already wet. There was no

resistance. I went in. She writhed violently with my entry. And I kept thrusting into her...

Like any sex, I ejaculated. My penis was still enveloped by her vagina as I pressed down on her. Then I asked her, "Was it good?" She nodded.

My God, from meeting to penetration, it was less than half an hour. And... we didn't even exchange more than five words.

That was our first meeting. We stayed in the hotel for about two hours, and we came four times. This was the only time I was so powerful, and I've never felt that way again. Years later, when we talked about our first time, she told me it was the most exciting time of her life. Even though we talked. But it was still a completely unfamiliar experience. She initially found it hard to imagine having sex with a stranger.

She gave me many firsts. My first anal sex was with her. And I even ejaculated. Although I've had sex with many others since, I've never felt the urge to ejaculate. She was the only one.

She was also the first and only one who let me give her oral sex, and she even swallowed it. Many women have given me oral sex, but none of them could make me ejaculate. She was different. But I didn't really enjoy it. So later, we always ejaculated inside her vagina.

We dated for almost two years and still maintain good contact. But we basically don't have any sexual contact anymore.

She: A typical respectable woman with desires, but her husband, being much older than her, had long since lost his libido. Viagra wasn't available then. If it had, she would definitely have used it for her husband.

From her, I learned how to love a woman.

[The End]

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