[Happy Moments with H] (The End) Author: Adam's Boyfriend

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**************** ... One of them kept pestering me to visit them. Her two kids really liked me, and I'm a good cook ; even simple dishes like fried rice were delicious for them. So, for a Chinese man, being a good cook definitely has many advantages. I'd kept in touch with H, but she was always busy, so we'd never met. From the photos we exchanged , I knew she was beautiful. Although, by today's standards, 40 is an age some people look down on, personally, among the women I've had casual sex with, there aren't many under 32—I can count them on my fingers. The youngest is 26. I'm not particularly interested in women under 30. Besides the issue of their technique, they're often reserved, and as I'd say, they haven't lost their baby fat, their bodies aren't fully mature, and most importantly, they think: "You touched me, so I expect you to reciprocate, buy designer bag or something." They're bloodsucking greed, not something I willingly give. I won't do that. The photos we exchanged were all normal, at most showing bikinis or me shirtless, and our text messages weren't explicit either . But now that I think about it, H looks remarkably like a porn star named Cherie Devil E. Around 6 PM, after finishing dinner, I watched documentaries and chatted with a friend at home, while also writing in my diary. Around 7:37 PM, H texted: "Everything's confirmed." I immediately took a shower, sprayed on my go-to perfume, and went out to book a hotel. We met at 9 PM. I had booked a four-star hotel in the agreed-upon area. Just as I entered my room, she said she was in the hotel lobby. I went straight downstairs. H was about 1.73 meters tall, with short brown hair, wearing a tank top, skinny jeans, and mid-heeled boots—a very casual outfit. When we met, we both smiled, hugged, and exchanged pleasantries. She said her journey had been smooth; she had showered, left, and arrived on time without wasting too much time. I suggested we go to the bar in the lobby for drinks and chat for 10 minutes, and she agreed, immediately taking my hand and leading me to the bar. Actually, the 10-minute chat was just me deliberately delaying her hunger, wanting to get a better look at her, and hear more of her stories . It was almost 10 o'clock when we got down to business. After finishing our drinks, we went upstairs to our room. As soon as I closed the door, her pink lips pressed against mine . I hadn't expected her to be so proactive, so I immediately teased her tongue with mine. Her hands wrapped around my neck, enjoying the teasing, wetness, and warmth of my tongue. I placed my hands on her waist, slowly slipping them inside her tank top to touch her smooth flesh. Moving upwards from her waist, she knew I was going to pull down her tank top. Her hands, wrapped around me, pointed to the sky. I pulled down the tank top and kissed her forehead, earlobes, and neck. Her bra was adorable. I didn't take it off immediately; instead, H took off my longsleevet shirt and kissed me passionately. We kissed for two or three minutes, during which I slowly guided her to the edge of the bed, gently pressed her down onto it, and buried my head in her stomach to kiss her . I unbuttoned her tight jeans, took off her boots, and pulled the jeans down from the hem. Oh my god, I discovered that her figure was curvaceous but without any excess fat, and smooth, with very little body hair— less than any Chinese girl I'd ever been with—and perfectly proportioned: full hips, rounded thighs, and fleshy calves. I immediately took off my jeans, lay on top of her, and continued our French kiss. My hands started to touch her back, and I removed her cute bra. Just as I took the bra off, what came into view was breasts and nipples I had never seen before. The words just came out of my mouth: oh my god, sweetie, they'reepink , they'reepink… H replied, "hope you love em." Then she lifted my chin with both hands and continued the French kiss… Her breasts, somewhere between a B and a C cup, remained so firm even lying down; truly a testament to her dedication to exercise and yoga. I slid my hands down her sides to her breasts, then circled my tongue around her left areola. After just a few circles, I heard H moan. I took her erect pink nipple directly into my mouth, and her body jerked—she was so sensitive. Lying on H's left side , I greedily sucked on her perfect breasts, my right hand playing with her right breast, my thumb and forefinger rhythmically pinching and releasing the nipple. Her moans quickened. My left hand slid down her left breast to between her legs, touching her through her cute little panties . The moment my left hand slipped inside her panties from her lower abdomen, my excitement surged again— so much hair! So much hair! I gently nibbled at her nipple, stimulating her and hoping to arouse her as well. Just as my left middle finger touched her already incredibly wet labia, she lifted her legs. When two people entering the same world simultaneously, life is at its most perfect. I understood her "body language age"—she wanted me to remove her panties. I didn't hesitate, and quickly did it. When I saw her hairy genitals, oh my god, this was my luckiest moment. The brown hair was interspersed with a few streaks of gold, not heavy, incredibly alluring. She parted her legs, revealing her butterfly-shaped vulva, full labia majora, labia minora like butterfly wings, and most importantly, her genitals were pink—a pink butterfly vulva. Color is also a significant factor in stimulating sex, and pink is definitely number one in its ability to attract men...

ｏｏｒｅｅｅｅｇｇｇｈｅｐｅｅｅｏｒｏｏｅｅｅｅ
Allover your body, pinkish the color. this
sisthebestdayofmy2016, thankyouforsh
ａｎｇｏｏｅｅｅｅｅｅｅｅｌｌｇｅｅｅｅoussome
ｔｅｅｔａａａｏ　ｖｅｅｅｅｅｅａｅｅｅｅｅｅ

H replied, "I love your body, give me your best
, darling, I'm giving you, give me your best."

I kissed her forehead, a French kiss, then used the tip of my tongue to
lick from H's earlobe to her breasts, continuing downwards to its destination, her pink butterfly-shaped vulva. I greedily sucked on it. H's genitals had a
faint fragrance, and the love juice flowing out was clear and transparent, seemingly never enough. Because of my experience,
and having watched documentaries about male-female intercourse, my oral sex skills were getting better and better. I knew how to make my partner
reach vulvar orgasm during oral sex, and H especially liked clitoral stimulation, so I was really lucky.

During the rhythmic oral sex, I greedily used the surface of my tongue to lick from the overflowing vulva to her clitoris, sucking on her
clitoris, and H couldn't hold back either, her hands also playing with my hard penis and contracting testicles.

Our breathing grew heavier. She was the first to lose control; even before my sinful fingers
slipped inside, she was already writhing during oral sex. Then she sat up on the bed, lifted me up,
and we kissed passionately. I slowly laid her down, preparing to enter her hot, wet body.

By then, we had been engaged in foreplay for nearly half an hour. My penis, engorged for almost 20 minutes,
had already released a considerable amount of precum. Its proud head pointed at a 45-degree angle to the sky—
something I was proud of, because the missionary position always easily stimulated her glans, allowing me to
fully . H, on the other hand
, was completely flushed, from her chest up to her neck, her beautiful face, her ears, and her forehead. Even more exciting was her open display of herself, completely immersed in love, without
any concealment—open, natural, making my heart pound.

Preparing to enter, I knelt on the bed, grasping her knees with both hands, spreading her legs wider.
This action also slowly separated her labia majora and labia minora, which were soaked in her vaginal fluid. A perfect start; the warm,
rosy awaited my entry. My penis slid up and down her clitoris, and she moaned continuously, "Da
rling, give it to me now, I want you in to me
now, fuck me please, fuck me now..."

I slowly slid in. It was so tight, so warm, so wet. The moment I entered, I could feel her
vaginal muscles contracting and relaxing. As I began my slow thrusting, she also contracted and relaxed. When I entered, she
tightened her muscles; when I withdrew, she relaxed them. After about ten minutes of slow, controlled thrusting, my glans had fully
adapted to H's perfect coordination. I then lifted her legs onto my shoulders, straightened my body, and
began thrusting vigorously, like doing push-ups. H was already writhing incessantly. During the thrusting, I would sometimes
kiss her forehead, sometimes give her a French kiss, sometimes lick her earlobes, sometimes greedily suck on
her nipples, sometimes let my tongue glide across her thighs, and even gently nibble on her nipples, neck, and the fleshy parts of her upper arms and back.

As I thrust, H's hands would either grab my buttocks wildly or, like eagle claws
, slash from my shoulders down my back to my buttocks. She would even wickedly pinch my nipples with her thumbnails,
causing me to writhe my muscular body incessantly during the thrusting. This unconscious but sexually stimulated
writhing often stimulated areas inside her vagina that were not stimulated during normal intercourse, bringing even more
pleasure .

Generally, I prefer to use 2-4 different positions during a single sexual encounter. My typical
intercourse time, excluding foreplay, is usually 30-45 minutes, with each position lasting about 10 minutes.
This allows switching to another for about 10 minutes, and
then another. Men shouldn't be too selfish in sex, frequently changing positions. Perhaps out of curiosity, wanting
to try many positions in one session, or perhaps due to insufficient skill or short duration, they feel compelled to change positions to
satisfy their desires. However, this is unfair to women. Generally, the vaginal walls
cannot adapt to the pleasure of penetration in just 3-5 minutes. Even if they do, it's only a starting point. In my experience,
penetration in a position lasting less than 10 minutes is not enough for a partner to fully enjoy. Therefore, respect your partner, men should
practice more, extend their sexual intercourse time, and avoid changing positions too frequently during a single sexual encounter.

As soon as we entered the room, we immediately began foreplay. Without turning on the air conditioning, nearly half an hour of
foreplay and about 20 minutes of thrusting left me drenched in sweat, large
drops of sweat dripping onto her body. She was also burning hot. Although she wasn't moving as vigorously as I was, the stimulation
from had covered her body with a thin layer of sweat. What excited me even more was that her upper abdomen
, like a small hollow, collected our sweat, gently swaying as we moved. Her breasts were firm, and her
nipples were engorged and erect…

I asked, “Would you like some water, gorgeous? ”

She nodded.

I pulled out, found a bottle of water on the table, gulped it down, then held a mouthful in my mouth, pressed it to her lips, and
slowly fed her. She lay on the bed, greedily holding my face and sucking. I fed her three times, then continued.
This time, I used side-lying. Because in the past 20 minutes or so, I noticed that H really enjoyed my stimulation of her
left vaginal wall. So, I knelt on her right leg, had her lie on her right side, lifted her left leg onto her right shoulder
, and rhythmically slid my left thumb up and down on her clitoris with our combined fluids, while my right hand played with her
right breast , kissed her calf, and thrust vigorously.

Sure enough, I was right; the thrusting on H's left vaginal wall made her moan repeatedly. I
thrust vigorously with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. When she realized my rhythm, at the moment I penetrated deeply, she arched her genitals,
allowing us to penetrate completely, her hands holding her buttocks and twisting, rubbing her vulva thoroughly. Surprised and delighted, I...
I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting and everting, and her clitoris reacting similarly,
swelling with each surge of blood. For over ten minutes, her breathing and moans were heavier, more
intense, and louder than mine. Her body movements were also more pronounced than before.

After nearly 40 minutes of intercourse, I was completely soaked, my chest muscles were exhausted, not to mention my abdomen, which
was already aching slightly. But the pleasure of intercourse overcame everything. I estimated I would ejaculate within the next three minutes,
so I had H lie down, and I tried a new technique: rubbing my already engorged, purplish-red, hard penis up and down against
her clitoris. Now, I could clearly see her inner vulva constantly everting, the visual stimulation reaching
an unprecedented level.

What a surprise! With H, everything is a surprise. After less than two minutes of hesitation, H's body began to writhe rapidly,
her hands gripping the sheets tightly at her sides. Then, with an "ah," she squirted... Oh my god,
this was the first time I'd ever met a girl who could squirt! I couldn't let this opportunity slip by, so I played along. H asked, "
Darling, is that me?" I replied, "Yes, that's you, darling, there really you
, enjoy it..."

H writhed and ejaculated four times in succession. Then she grabbed my penis and pushed it into her vagina.
The spasms inside her vagina and the thrusting sent waves of pleasure surging up my spine, rushing to my brain and glans. I pulled out immediately; I was about to
ejaculate. She immediately started masturbating, and I let out a "Ah..." and ejaculated. The
semen landed on the headboard, stuck to her hair, and clung to her neck and right cheek. With all my might, I
ejaculated five more times, all of it pooling on her flushed chest and abdomen. She wiped the semen from her face and neck,
then put it in her mouth, swallowed it, and pouted. I understood her actions
perfectly

My body went limp, and I collapsed onto her, kissing her. Our bodies, wet with sweat and steaming semen, embraced, kissing. We both
occasionally let out triumphant laughs and satisfied glances, slowly twisting our bodies, fully enjoying each other
's warmth and love. My hands moved from her armpits to her shoulders, while her hands roamed over my back
, gently stroking my sweaty torso. My legs were curled around hers, our feet
rubbing , communicating in their own language…

I lay on H’s sexy, shapely body for nearly 20 minutes, sometimes hugging her tightly,
a greedy embrace that made her breathless, while she left many nail marks on my back and buttocks
…

Women enjoy sex in all aspects, and it’s indispensable. Men, after ejaculating, can
just lie , but women need caresses and hugs afterward, whispered sweet nothings, kisses, and physical intimacy.
So, a quick note: men, don’t rush to get up after ejaculating. At least hug and be physically intimate with your partner for
10 minutes, otherwise, you don’t deserve to be a sophisticated man, just an animal that ejaculates…

After we finished, H said, “It’s time to take a shower.” I said, “You go first.” H whispered in my ear, “ Don’t you want to show someone
to get them?” I completely
collapsed again, replying: "That's very wonderful, I love you, great
orgeous..."

Then, H took my hand and we went to shower together. After getting out of bed, I looked at the bed and said, "Well,
I'm not the only one who does the laundry, lucky
me." H immediately understood what I meant, pinched my nipple, and said: "Because you
umademe (squirt)..." Haha, H is so incredibly cute...

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Follow-up:

Well, later, after showering, just past midnight, after a passionate kiss, we had sex again. After
we finished , it was already 1:30 AM. This time, we were both too lazy to shower; anyway, we didn't need to wash the sheets,
so who cares?

H asked, "Do you want to stay overnight?

Of cause, I don't want you to leave, not to venture." H: " Then, I want to fuck me in the morning; will you fuck me to venture
morning ? " If you want, I'll do it with you very much morning, mylady inpink, and then I grinned mischievously. H: "I all yours, all yours." Then he climbed onto me and lay there greedily. The following morning, we did it twice more, even more intensely than the night before. I also discovered that besides enjoying the hug after sex, H really enjoyed being spanked. Every time I slapped her butt, she moaned loudly; I was afraid someone would knock on the door and ask me to be quiet. We also tried the woman-on-top position, experiencing intense pleasure as I could see her pink vulva engulfing my hard penis. Doggy did the same, and I even gave her anal sex with my fingers, causing her to convulse repeatedly. H ejaculated twice, soaking the sheets and blankets. Active women have great stamina; sex is so exciting . Afterwards, I gave her a back massage, which she thoroughly enjoyed. Then, we held hands and went to a highly-rated restaurant for English Breakfast Fast. I then took her to the subway station, hugged her goodbye, and said goodbye. We've maintained good contact for three days now, and my abs, buttocks, and lower back are still aching… =============

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