Woman's 419 Experience

I've shared some travel stories these past couple of days. I've described my appearance before, and without being modest, I'd say it's pretty good. As for my personality, I usually pretend to be quiet and unassuming, but once that facade is gone, I'd be described as open and unrestrained. However, my openness, initiative, and flirtatiousness are only revealed to men I'm interested in; I completely ignore other men. After rambling on, let me share my experience of a one-night stand. Around June or July of 2010, I accompanied my boss to a multi-party communication meeting in a tourist hotspot in China—a city known for its high incidence of casual encounters. As usual, the meeting included a local tour. One of the participating third-party companies was a long-term partner of ours, and they arranged a karaoke session that evening. Of course, as you can imagine, there were entertainment options. My colleague and I asked our boss for leave to do our own thing. We went to a bar in the city center to kill time. Around 10 pm, a band started warming up the crowd, and soon various men approached us. My colleague suggested we split up and see who could seduce the most men that night. I said, "Sure, but I can get ahead of time..." "Han Yiqu, you're dressed so provocatively today, you're definitely going to win," we joked, then went off to find our own fun. I'd only come out to kill time, but this bar seemed pretty upscale, and after glancing at a few men who looked decent, I figured I'd let them take the bait. I ruthlessly turned away several guys who tried to chat me up. Then a guy came up to me, and I didn't refuse. We chatted for a bit, and he seemed to have some brains. He asked me, "Someone tried to chat you up earlier, but you ignored them. I didn't expect you to talk to me so much." I joked, "Because you seem clean, and I'm a germaphobe." Actually, we both knew we were just there for fun. It was past 11 pm, and he was still dragging his feet, so I said, "You've been staring at my body since the beginning, but nothing's happened. Are you impotent?" He definitely didn't expect me to be so direct and said embarrassedly, "How could I be impotent? You can get me checked out if you don't believe me?" "Since we'd said all that, it was basically time to leave. We found a hotel nearby, and after showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and started teasing me. Once we were in the mood, he pulled down my towel, cupped my breasts, and started licking and kissing them from top to bottom. Then he wanted me to use my mouth on him. I took his penis in my mouth and licked the head with my tongue. I don't know if he was really enjoying it, but he started making sounds of pleasure. So I started sucking on it. Soon he couldn't hold back anymore and tried to penetrate me from behind. I had to lie on the bed with my buttocks raised. He penetrated very deeply, with good control over the pressure and speed. To be honest, I was quite averse to this position. Although it felt good down there, my legs and arms couldn't hold up for long." After a few hard thrusts, he asked to change positions. We lay on our sides, and he penetrated me from behind again. This time, he held me tightly, kneading and squeezing my breasts. I said I couldn't take it anymore, I was about to come. He rolled over and made me lie flat, spreading my legs for his final thrusts. After he ejaculated, he considerately cleaned me up and gently stroked my body, whispering words of praise in my ear. The next morning, I woke up to find he had brought me breakfast from the restaurant. I was a little touched. After eating, he asked if we could do it again. I smiled and went over to kiss his neck. What annoyed me this time was the excessive time spent at the beginning. Basically, after I drank his wine, couldn't he be more proactive? Being so slow was a waste of everyone's time. Also, the sex itself was rather bland. Besides penetration, he just kept playing with my breasts, kneading them like dough. My breasts were originally quite firm, but you've almost made them soft! One more thing, the female colleague who went with me later texted me saying she got a 7, I replied that I got a 5, which is a failing grade and she needs to retake it. [The End]

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