Six hours, five times – the most thrilling one on August 1st.

This year's August 1st was the most exciting August 1st of my life.
Because I had sex five times in one day with an online friend. I met her online.
From casual greetings to whether we had male friends, we quickly went from strangers to acquaintances, and our conversations moved from general to in-depth. We started talking about sex. I said that although I was married, I wasn't satisfied; she said that although she had had boyfriends, she hadn't had sex in a long time.
I asked her if she wanted to have sex; she asked me if I would be willing to have sex with a stranger. I said, "What's the big deal?"; she said she didn't care either. So we almost immediately hit it off, and if it weren't for the time constraints, we would have met immediately.
So we agreed to meet near Madian on September 1st, mainly because only then could I temporarily escape my wife's control. After a long wait (actually only 5 days, but it felt incredibly long to me, someone who had never met an online friend before), September 1st finally arrived, and I drove to the agreed meeting place.
Because she had my picture and I didn't have hers, I had to wait for her.
I stood on the street, watching the people passing by, my mind racing, trying to picture her. I even considered how I could just walk away if I disappointed them.
About five minutes later, I received a text from her: "I'm here. Hope you're not disappointed." I became even more nervous, constantly looking around to see which girl would walk towards me. Suddenly, someone across the street smiled at me—a woman! I hesitated, wondering if it was her, my gaze wavering.
The girl smiled, lowered her head, and turned away about five meters in front of me, glancing at me again. My heart pounded. I tried to smile back, but couldn't manage it. I was still wondering if it was her. Then, she stopped, turned back, and waved. It was her! I finally managed an awkward smile and hurried over.
She grabbed my arm as if we knew each other well, asking, "Not disappointed, are you?" I quickly replied, "No, no." I wasn't disappointed. She was very tall, almost as tall as me with heels. Her long hair hung down her back, she had round eyes, full lips, and a large bottom, just as she herself said, which I liked—very feminine. We walked and talked like a real couple. Since we'd already chatted online many times, there was no awkwardness at all. She said she'd specifically chosen an outfit in a color opposite to mine, and teasingly whispered in my ear that she wore sandals because they would be easy to take off later. This almost gave me an erection right there in the street. After a simple meal, we went to a hotel room as planned.
As soon as we closed the door, before we even had a chance to draw the curtains, she nestled against me with her back to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. Her breathing quickened, and she reached out to touch my face, whispering, "Do you really want to?" "Of course I do," I replied, kissing her while rubbing my penis against her swaying bottom. She seemed to enjoy it, tilting her head back for my kiss, already moaning softly, which immediately aroused me, and my hand reached for her breasts. But before I could even touch her clothes, she suddenly pulled away, laughing, and said, "I'm going to take a shower." She turned and immediately went into the bathroom.
I had expected this, so I ignored her, took off my coat, leaned against the bed, and turned on the TV to wait for her to come out. A moment later, she emerged. Her coat was off, revealing a white tank top underneath; her bra was obviously off, her nipples clearly visible on the surface. A white hotel towel was wrapped around her lower body, revealing her two full thighs, which looked like a mini-skirt made of towel. I immediately leaned over, wanting to hug her.
She initially dodged me, but after a while, she suddenly grabbed my hand and pushed me down onto the bed. She leaned down, her long hair falling across my face, looking into my eyes, and said in a soft, sweet breath, "Little lamb, what are you thinking about right now?" Of course, I want to fuck you! I said, "I miss you." She asked, "What do you miss about me?" I answered truthfully, "I want to fuck you." As I spoke, I tried to lift my head to kiss her lips. She said coquettishly, "Oh, you're so naughty!" while half-pushing and half-dodging, making it impossible for my lips to stay on her face.
After a while, we were both a little tired, looking at each other and panting.
After resting for a while, I suddenly exerted my strength, stood up abruptly, and finally took the initiative, pinning her down on the bed. I lowered my face to kiss her face, but she still shook her face from side to side to avoid my lips, constantly moaning, "You're so naughty," making my lower body hard but unable to get my way.
Since I couldn't get her, I decided to change my target. I lowered my head and went to kiss her breasts. She still wanted to prevent me from getting her way, but her body was pinned down and she couldn't move like her face, and her hands could only cover one breast at a time. I easily bit her nipple through her vest. She seemed to have been struck by lightning, instantly losing all strength to resist, only able to slump there and hum, "You're so naughty." With no resistance, I pushed up her vest, and her two white breasts sprang out, their nipples hard and erect, immediately being sucked by my lips. This direct sucking was obviously more stimulating than any teasing; her body immediately began to writhe like an eel, and she moaned continuously. Seeing her aroused state, I continued sucking her nipples while reaching down to pull off her "towel miniskirt."
Unexpectedly, even amidst her pleasurable moans, she still had the energy to resist, desperately trying to stop me. But with me on top and her below, she couldn't stop me, at most she could only hinder me. I quickly pulled off the towel, and her entire lower body was immediately exposed, her black pubic hair nestled between her full thighs, covering her genitals. Now that she was naked, I didn't need to wear anything anymore.
I quickly stripped off all my clothes and knelt naked in front of her. She immediately noticed my erect penis, and while reaching out to grab it, she grinned mischievously and said, "I'm going to break it!" I said, "If you break it, you won't be able to enjoy it later." She said, "Do you really want to?" I said, "Yes, don't you?" She didn't answer, only focusing on stroking my penis. I then spread her thighs apart, and when I reached down to touch it... it was completely wet. I laughed and asked her, "If you don't want to, why are you so wet?" She smiled shyly, pointed at my penis, and said, "It's because it's so hard!" I didn't want to waste any more words with her, so I immediately lifted both her legs onto my shoulders and tentatively and slowly inserted my penis. Because I wasn't very familiar with it, I couldn't find the opening after two tries, and she had to guide me herself before I was able to insert it comfortably all the way in. As
soon as it went in, she let out a very soft moan, looking at me with hazy eyes and saying, "Oh, it's so thick..." I didn't answer, and began to thrust slowly and powerfully. Although my movements were small, each time I inserted into her wet vagina, it still made a loud squelching sound, sounding extremely lewd. As I thrust, I asked her if she was enjoying it. She hummed back, "What do you think?" I didn't like her always ignoring my questions. I decided to punish her. I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts, moving in and out at an extremely fast pace, asking her again if she was enjoying it.
This time, she was clearly in ecstasy, her mouth opening wide nervously. At first, there was no sound, then she couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ah...ah...I want to scream...I'm so good..." On one hand, I was afraid she would scream too loudly and be heard; on the other hand, I couldn't handle such intense thrusting myself. After a period of frenzied thrusting, I returned to my previous slow pace. She caught her breath, opened her moist eyes, and lovingly stroked me, murmuring, "Ah...so good...it's been so long since I've had this...how about you?" I nodded and lowered my head to kiss her lips. This time she stopped resisting and opened her mouth directly, sticking out her wet, slippery tongue for me to suck.
I kissed her while slowly thrusting, and after a short rest, I decided to go all in again. I made her roll over, lie face down on the bed, her buttocks swaying, her wet pussy right in front of my kneeling penis. I held her large, white buttocks and easily penetrated her from behind. Anyone who's had sex knows this position is effortless and comfortable for men. Watching the woman naked in front of me, her large buttocks swaying back and forth as my thick, dark penis thrust into her, the intense sense of conquest was even more stimulating than the pleasure itself.
She lay there, moaning repeatedly, the sounds mingling with the smacking of my abdomen against her buttocks and the squelching of her vagina, filling the room and our entire being. The pleasure of penetration from behind was far more intense than in the missionary position, and I felt the prelude to ejaculation after only a short while. Not wanting to be on her back after ejaculating, I flipped her over, switching to the missionary position. I spread her legs high, driven by the pre-orgasmic pleasure, thrusting into her vagina with extreme ferocity. With each thrust, she cried out, "Faster...faster...harder...I'm coming...ah...ah..." A moment later, the storm of thrusts reached its climax, and I roared as I released my pent-up semen with all my might. She clung tightly to me, excitedly calling my name in my ear with each final thrust, her body writhing so violently she almost fell off the bed.
The afterglow of orgasm gradually faded, and I lay on her chest, panting heavily. She held me quietly, her chest heaving. I looked up at her apologetically and said, "I'm sorry... was it a little too fast...?" She smiled and replied, "That's enough, I've come." She gave me a deep kiss and said, "Come on, let's take a shower." We took a comfortable shower together and went back to bed.
We snuggled together, talking and watching TV like a married couple. I wasn't wearing anything, while she was only wrapped in a towel. While watching TV, I kept caressing her. As she watched, or rather, as I caressed her, she seemed to get aroused again, pressing her face against my chest and moaning softly. These soft moans excited me most, and my penis, which had just finished working, immediately became erect again. Her thighs were pressed against my lower body, so she felt it, looked up at me, and said coquettishly, "Oh... why are you hard again?" I didn't hold back, grabbed her, and while reaching under her towel to touch her breasts, replied, "Because I still want to fuck you." She said, "You're so annoying!" and rolled over onto me, her hand reaching for my penis. At the same time, I pulled her towel open, and her breasts, due to gravity, were right next to my mouth. I seized the opportunity and bit them.
The pleasure of having her nipples sucked was not easy to endure. She let out a soft moan, looked at me with satisfaction, and whispered, "Ah... be gentle... you're making me sore..." I didn't care, and continued to suckle while reaching under her buttocks, immediately finding that she was wet everywhere again. As I inserted my fingers into her wet vagina and moved them in and out, I asked her knowingly, "Why are you so wet again... Didn't we just finish?" She said sweetly, "You're so annoying," and began to pant heavily with my movements. I asked, "How is it? Is it good?" She hummed and shook her head, saying, "Too thin... I want something thicker..." Haha, finally she confessed.
I pulled out my fingers, which were covered in her juices, and said, "Then you do it yourself." She glared at me angrily, seemingly ready to do it herself, then held my penis with her hands, spread her legs, and slowly sat down. The feeling of watching my thick penis being swallowed little by little by a woman's wet vulva was incredibly stimulating. When she was completely on top of me, we both let out a comfortable groan at the same time: "Oh..."
She sat on me, her eyes half-closed, muttering to herself, "Ah... so thick," as she began to sway her hips. Because I hadn't fully recovered, I lay still and let her move on her own, only constantly touching her breasts and thighs with my hands. Perhaps because she was a little overweight, she moved with difficulty, panting heavily, but it didn't bring me much pleasure. I couldn't help but prop myself up on my elbows and start thrusting my lower body upwards. With the powerful "plop" sound of my penis entering her vagina, she started screaming in unbearable pain again. I wanted to tease her. So I moved intermittently, asking her, "Do you want it or do I want it?" At first, she just laughed and didn't answer, but later I simply stopped moving. If you don't answer, I won't move. Let's see who's stronger, since moving like this is also difficult for me. This annoyed her, and she said, "If you don't want it, I don't want it either!" and got up from the bed. At this moment, I saw my penis slip out of her vagina, bringing with it a large puddle of sticky vaginal fluid, which stretched a long way down her genitals and my thighs. I couldn't help but laugh: "You're already so wet, don't you want more?" She snorted disdainfully, turned around, and wiggled her hips as she went into the bathroom. I couldn't let her off so easily. I jumped off the bed and followed her into the bathroom.
She was bending over to test the water temperature in the bathtub, her plump buttocks sticking high in front of me. I went over, grabbed her waist, and without saying a word, thrust my penis hard into her from behind. She obviously expected me to do this, muttered a complaint, and then obediently held onto the edge of the bathtub, letting me penetrate her. Having never done it in the bathroom before, I felt incredibly excited, and my penis involuntarily began to thrust rapidly, rubbing against her smooth flesh, making a continuous squelching sound. She first moaned softly, then turned her face to look at me pleadingly, saying, "I really want to scream, ah... can I scream?" I told her to keep her voice down, so that people outside wouldn't hear.
Before I could finish speaking, she started screaming like crazy, a continuous series of "ahs" echoing loudly in the small bathroom. Afraid she'd hear, I tried to cover her mouth with my hand, but she bit my hand, forcing me to endure the pain while enjoying the pleasure in my lower body. After a while of thrusting from behind, she turned around and sat on the sink, leaning against the mirror on the wall, her legs wide open, her vulva exposed to me. I stood in front of her, lifted her legs, and slightly raised my heels so my penis was positioned perfectly at her vulva. I parted her wet labia, fully exposing that intoxicating pink opening to my swollen glans. With a slight thrust, I watched as my red glans slowly slid into her equally red opening. She let out a soft moan, looking at me with hazy eyes, and said, "Come on... come on... my little lamb..." I gripped the sink and immediately began thrusting back and forth.
She first looked at me with a coquettish gaze, then playfully scooped water from the washbasin beside her and poured it over our constantly colliding lower bodies. With the extra lubrication of the water, my movements became even more vigorous. She finally couldn't bear it any longer, stopping everything unrelated to sex and focusing solely on moaning. The bathroom was once again filled with moans, gasps, and the squelching of water. The prelude to climax arrived quickly. I thrust faster and faster, and she held me tighter and tighter. Because I was barefoot on the damp bathroom floor, I gradually became unsteady as the force increased. Several times I almost slipped, but I found that this almost complete withdrawal made her even happier. She closed her eyes, her whole body tensed, and she mumbled, "I'm coming, I'm coming," which made me thrust even harder. A moment later, the sensation of semen gushing forth suddenly arrived. We pressed our lower bodies tightly together, letting every drop of semen shoot deep into her vagina. I leaned against her shoulder, my whole body convulsing, and heard her let out a final, hysterical moan of pleasure in my ear: "Ah~~~~~~~~~~" After the third climax, we jumped into the bathtub that was already filled with hot water. We each took one end of our heads and half-sat, half-lay down, soaking in the hot water to wash and relax.
She asked me if I felt comfortable. I nodded. She asked again, "Is it more comfortable than with my wife?" I said, "Of course, my wife wouldn't do this!" She laughed. I asked her how it felt. She asked me ambiguously, "What do you think?" After soaking and resting enough, we went back to bed, wrapped in the sheets, and snuggled together watching TV. My hands weren't idle as I watched, constantly roaming over her body. Suddenly, she wouldn't let me touch her. I said I was going to touch her anyway, and she said, "Then I'll go to the other bed, hmph!" I ignored her and watched as she resolutely wrapped herself in a towel and climbed onto the next bed, laughing, "Haha, let's see if you can hold back or I can." After saying that, I lay down, pretending not to look at her, but deliberately exposing my already erect penis outside the sheets.
Sure enough, after a while, she became restless and started making suggestive moans again. I turned my head and saw her lying on her side facing me, her body curled up, her hands moving between her body and thighs as if stroking, moaning softly as she did so. Was she putting on a masturbation show?
The thought of this immediately made my penis erect, and I couldn't resist jumping out of bed and running to her side to see what was going on. When she saw me, she pretended to be angry and turned over, showing me the back of her head and, of course, her plump buttocks. I reached out to touch her buttocks, and as soon as my hand touched the cleft, I felt a strong wave of wetness. I thrust in and touched it hard—haha, soaking wet again. Since we'd already done it twice, I was too lazy to caress her anymore. I lay down on my side, slightly parted her thighs with my hands, and with a thrust, my penis returned to her longed-for wet cave.
She hummed and said I was bad, but her body moved towards me, twisting her buttocks with each thrust, giving us both even greater pleasure. Being on my side made it difficult to exert force, so after a while, I pushed her over, making her lie completely face down, her buttocks sticking out. She buried her face in the pillow, biting it and whimpering, her buttocks slapping loudly as I pounded her.
After two rounds, I started to feel tired, so I simply lay on her back, letting her soft buttocks support my lower abdomen, and continued thrusting forcefully. She sensed my exhaustion and rolled over, saying, "Little lamb...you're tired, let me take over..." So she pinned me down.
She straddled me, first inserting my penis into her vagina, then, instead of moving immediately, leaned down, her face very close to mine, looking at me with infinite tenderness, her mouth open, teasingly sticking out her wet tongue. I naturally bit down, her lips immediately meeting mine, making loud sucking sounds. While kissing, she began to move. Because my face was pressed against hers, I couldn't see her movements, only feeling her vagina sliding rapidly up and down my penis, making a slurping sound.
The pleasure made us stop kissing, both of us panting heavily with our mouths wide open. As the movements intensified, she couldn't exert any more force while half-lying down. So she sat up straight, half-kneeling, and began to move up and down rapidly. I saw her breasts bouncing up and down due to the intense movements, and I couldn't resist reaching out to knead them vigorously. She grabbed my hand, moaning as she helped me knead her breasts even more violently. Unlike my wife, she liked to keep her eyes open during sex, but I admit, it felt good to see a woman moaning and gazing at me with hazy, dreamy eyes.
This half-kneeling position must have been very tiring. After a few minutes of this, she was exhausted and collapsed onto me, panting, muttering, "I'm so tired... so tired..." I laughed, "Now you know how hard it is for men, right?" She pouted and punched my shoulder hard, "You've had your fun, why are you still complaining!" I laughed, not dodging, but thrusting my lower body upwards suddenly, my still-erect penis immediately penetrating deeply into her flower. She let out a soft moan, her whole body stiffening, and instinctively straightened up. I seized the opportunity, gripped her waist tightly with both hands, bent my legs, and thrust upwards, each time penetrating deep into her body.
She first cried out, then suddenly clenched her teeth, her eyes, which had been fixed on me, closed. Then I felt her vagina, like a small mouth, desperately sucking at my wildly moving penis. I couldn't hold back any longer; my lower body convulsed violently as if electrocuted, my hands digging deep into her waist. As my semen gushed out, I growled, thrusting upwards with all my might, almost flipping her off. Another passionate encounter ended.
She collapsed breathlessly into my arms, not immediately getting up to clean herself like the previous two times; she seemed exhausted. The remaining two encounters, four and five, are not worth writing about. We showered, ate snacks, watched TV, chatted, and after resting, we made love directly. No foreplay was needed; her vagina seemed never to have been dry, allowing me to penetrate her immediately. Although the head of my penis felt a little uncomfortable upon insertion due to the frequency, once enveloped by her wet love hole, I would still thrust wildly, enjoying the greatest pleasure in life. When I ejaculated with a low growl for the fifth time, almost no semen remaining, I knew it was time to end.
It was already 5:30 PM; we had made love for nearly six hours, an experience I had never had before. After our final shower together, we didn't return to bed naked, but instead dressed and left the room filled with the smell of semen and sweat.
Postscript: This extremely intense series of five encounters surprised me for the first time, revealing the incredible potential of my sexual abilities. Because I felt no fatigue afterward, I satisfied my wife again the next day, showing no signs of exhaustion. She, however, suffered from lower abdominal pain the following day due to excessive sexual activity.

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