[Let me tell you about my experiences] (01) Author: Empty House

Author: Empty House
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My first time was also with a married woman, many years ago. When I was in high school, I actually had a very short
relationship with a classmate. I was really quite innocent back then. My first love and I dated for about half a year, and all we did was kiss
and touch each other's breasts (she was flat-chested). Later, we broke up because we went to different universities. At that time,
online chatting was just becoming popular, and there were BBS forums. I often went online to chat with people. But I
usually only chatted once or twice before deleting them. Back then, it seemed like I was just chatting; I didn't think too much about finding
a one-night stand, let alone having sex with a married woman. It wasn't because of any good character; I just genuinely didn't think that much.

Later, I chatted with someone from the same city on a BBS; she was more than ten years older than me. At first,
we chatted quite seriously, really seriously back then. I feel like the social atmosphere was still okay back then, unlike now where you have to be wary of others online.
Although I didn't tell her my name or anything, I told her which school I went to and what my major was,
and she told me about her job. She actually worked at a university, which seemed pretty good. We chatted for a while,
and it was all quite serious. But I had a very high sex drive back then, so the conversation gradually veered towards sex. At first, she was quite
serious , lecturing me about what was wrong with this and that. Gradually, she became more willing to talk to me about that kind of thing. I
still remember her lecturing me about how anal sex is incorrect and can cause harm to the body, but
oral sex is a good way to relieve sexual tension in college students, and so on. In short, we talked about sex, but in a serious
way. Later, we talked more and more. Many people think that women who cheat are from unhappy families.
Actually, that's not the case at all. I felt that she had a pretty happy family; her husband was just busy with work. Then we
talked about how often she and her husband had sex. She said they actually did it very rarely, only once or twice a month. At the time, I
found that unbelievable. I felt like I didn't even have anywhere to have sex, so how could someone have sex but
only do it once or twice a month?

Later, we met, but I don't remember who suggested it first. Anyway, our first meeting was at
a movie theater . She had a child, so we could only meet during the day on weekdays. She wasn't particularly pretty, and a little chubby;
back then, I preferred slender women. But she had two advantages: fair skin
and very good demeanor; she was the kind of person who paid attention to her appearance. Although we hadn't discussed it beforehand,
we knew what meeting at a movie theater meant. It wasn't a weekend, and they were showing one of those old movies. The theater
was small, practically empty; most of the people there were couples there for intimate purposes. We'd
barely sat down when we started making out. That day was full of firsts—my first time touching a woman's genitals. I remember she was very
wet, and when I touched her, she went limp. She even gave me oral sex and then used her hands on me. It
felt like so many things changed that day; so many things I'd never done before were suddenly done.
I even wanted her to take off her pants so I could see, because I'd never seen a woman's genitals before. She said
it wasn't convenient in the movie theater and suggested we go to a hotel later so I could see. I said we shouldn't watch the movie, and we should go to a hotel, but
she firmly refused, saying we didn't have time; she had to pick up her child and go home to cook for them. Finally, she
brought me to ejaculation with her hand and carefully wiped it with a tissue for a long time.

After that, I waited for her to go to a hotel with me every day, but she was busy for the next few days and couldn't come
out . Then she got her period, and it seemed like more than a week later, she finally agreed to go to a hotel with me. She said she couldn't
use her ID card, and asked if I could use mine. I said no problem. I offered to pay for the room, but she firmly
disagreed , saying that I hadn't earned any money yet and shouldn't waste my family's money. We also discussed using condoms. She said she already had an IUD, so there was no need to worry about pregnancy, and she believed I was healthy. The problem was whether I trusted her. She also
told me about her entire sexual history, which involved only two men: her husband and a male classmate from her university whom she had slept with a few years ago when she was on a business trip to another city. I felt she was the kind of woman I could trust, so we agreed not to use condoms. It was my first time going to a hotel with a woman, and I was incredibly excited and nervous, constantly worried that the police might come to check the room. She kept reassuring me not to be nervous. We even undressed . Then I wanted to start, but she kept saying we should both wash first. I said I wanted to see first, since I hadn't seen what she looked like before. I remember she lay down on the edge of the bed, legs spread open for me to see. I looked and touched her, and even kissed her genitals; they did have a bit of a smell since she hadn't washed. But I didn't care. As soon as I started kissing her, she started writhing , ignoring my need to wash and telling me to hurry up. I went up, and after a while, I couldn't find the right spot. I remember she pushed me away with her hand, and then I was inside. The feeling was indescribable; the rest was natural . She's the kind of woman who insists on kissing during sex, and that was our first time kissing. I also remember that I didn't ejaculate prematurely the first time, as I had imagined. She even asked if I was really a virgin, and I said I had never been with a woman before, probably because I masturbate a lot. We did it twice more that afternoon, and it seems we tried many positions. I remember I was moving my whole body, and she said that was tiring and taught me to mainly use my lower back. She didn't have an orgasm the first time had sex, but she did later. She's the type who orgasms easily, not one after another, but as long as we're in the doggy style and I keep moving, she'll definitely orgasm. She can orgasm in other positions too, but not as easily as with doggy style. She left early to pick up her child and go home. However, we didn't check out immediately. I slept in the hotel that night, and she came again the next morning, and we had sex again. She didn't check out until noon, when it was almost time to leave . At that time, I was quite conflicted. Before we did it, I didn't think too much about it; I just wanted to have sex so badly. After we did it, I started to worry. If her husband found out, it could be fatal. But at that time, my libido was still very high, and I had nowhere to release it. A few days later, we chatted online for a bit, and then we hit it off and couldn't resist going to a hotel again. By then, I knew her erogenous zones. I gave her oral sex for a while and then had her arch her back before I started doggy style. At first slowly, then with varying depths, and finally, when I felt she was about to climax, I started thrusting vigorously at a high frequency. She cried out, "So good!" After I ejaculated, I lay on top of her, and I could feel my penis being squeezed out little by little by her.

I remember her telling me, "I haven't felt this good in a long time." That's how women are; if you make them feel good, they'll be
incredibly gentle with you. It was the same with our sex life later. The first time, I was in control (she liked that feeling), bringing
her to orgasm. After that, she would gently caress and lick my penis.

I later asked her what would happen if we got caught, and she said she wasn't particularly worried and told me not to
worry either. I brought it up again later, and then one time she seriously told me that she
was confident in what she was doing. She said that if her husband found out, there wouldn't be any problems, but she
wouldn't let that happen. She reassured me. After she said that, I didn't ask again. Our subsequent
interactions rarely involved her family; she controlled this very well, and I followed suit.

At that time, we basically went to a hotel twice a month, and she resolutely refused to let me pay. Later, she
simply rented a place in an old residential building; the location was quite remote, and the monthly rent was equivalent to
the cost of one hotel room. During the initial period after renting the place, we met very frequently, almost once or even
twice . The two of us had a pretty good understanding; basically, if one of us made a request, the other
would usually .

Some experiences stand out in my memory. Once, during a holiday break back at school, we hadn't done it in a while, so I asked her
if she was free the next day. She said she couldn't because she was menstruating. I said never mind, and she asked if I was feeling pent up. I said
yes. She then asked to meet me at the same movie theater (it wasn't far from her workplace or my school,
much closer than our rented apartment). We found a theater, and there was only one other couple inside besides us. We
found a corner, and she started giving me oral sex while I touched her breasts. I came quickly, even ejaculating in her mouth.
Right after I finished, while my penis was still in her mouth, the lights suddenly came on—the whole thing was bright! We
were both startled. I quickly packed my things away and zipped up my pants. Then an old cleaning lady came
up with a broom and started sweeping our row of seats. She quickly put on her coat and went out, and I followed
. Her face was flushed, and she asked if the old lady had seen us. I said probably. She said she didn't even
have time to find tissues; she swallowed them all in her nervousness.

Later, I fell for a girl, and I told her. She encouraged me to pursue her,
saying not to let my relationship with her affect things. Later, I won her over and told her too.
We kept in touch and chatted, but we didn't meet for a long time—neither of us suggested meeting. After
a while, I had sex with my girlfriend, and I told her about it while chatting online. She even asked if I
felt good . She said it jokingly, but I felt quite uncomfortable. I suggested
we meet since we hadn't seen each other in a long time. She said it wasn't a good time and we should meet again. I didn't insist. We never saw each other again.
I'm actually quite grateful to her.

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