First time playing paintball outdoors

Perhaps Zhiqing found my messages sincere, because we quickly became very close. We became pen pals, sharing our lives, thoughts, and feelings through daily letters. She truly was a poet; her letters were always long and beautiful, and reading them always brought me joy. I was completely captivated by this beautiful woman, and I longed to meet her someday, perhaps even to develop a deeper relationship. However, I wasn't in a rush to ask her out, because I thought that if we chatted for a long time, we would naturally meet. Besides, I could sense from Zhiqing's writing that she liked me. However, just two weeks after we met, Zhiqing wrote to me: "I went out to dinner with an online friend today. He was the first online friend to ask me out. At first, I declined several times because we weren't very familiar with each other and I felt it would be awkward to meet like that. But I've never been good at saying no, so I was persuaded. I originally just wanted to have coffee, but there was a long line at Stbrbudks, so we went to a casual eatery next door. Since he works in finance, we started talking about financial management. Later, we even went to see a movie... It was actually quite fun. I wonder if it's because I haven't gone on a date in a long time." I thought to myself, "Oh no, my 'patience' has been beaten to the punch!" But I decided to hold off for now and talk to Zhiqing as a good friend to understand her experience and thoughts on dating. Zhiqing was very honest and told me everything. Three days later, Zhiqing wrote in her letter: "I rejected that guy I was dating after two meetings. But I only passively ignored his phone. I'm still wondering how to respond without hurting him because he's been so eager..." I breathed a sigh of relief and suggested that Zhiqing should clearly reject him. However, Zhiqing couldn't bring herself to say it and decided to remain casual friends. I started thinking that it was probably time to ask Zhiqing to meet to avoid any complications, but I was still waiting for the right opportunity because she lived in a different city. After a month of corresponding, her reply frequency suddenly increased; sometimes it would take several days to receive a reply, but she always said she was busy. Then, after mid-April, she suddenly stopped replying. I wrote several letters to inquire, but still received no response, so I gave up waiting. Three months later, I suddenly received another letter from Zhiqing. She wrote: "I'm sorry, I was busy and didn't check my mail every day, so the letters piled up like sand, burying yours several pages behind. Three months! Is everything the same? My work is going well, and my stage is getting bigger and bigger; love, on the other hand, isn't going so smoothly, largely due to what I want..." Receiving her letter was a bit of a surprise. But from her letter, it seemed that her three-month disappearance meant she had started dating. Later, in her next letter, she told me that her boyfriend was only a year older than her, and that they seemed to be having some friction in their relationship. But I can't remember why our correspondence stopped at that one letter; I can't find my reply record, and I can't remember why I stopped writing to her. My online relationship with Zhiqing didn't seem particularly special. Over the years, I've actually long forgotten what she looks like, and my memory of ever knowing her is hazy. The story should have ended long ago, but five years later, in mid-February 2016, I suddenly came across our correspondence. After reading it, I thought it had been five years, and she should be married with children by now, but I still casually wrote her a letter: "Long time no see, how are you?" The next day, I received a reply from Zhiqing: "I'm fine! How about you? I'm still teaching, mainly tutoring now. The work is easy, a bit close to retirement... I'm still single! There are people taking care of me, but he's not the right person. How about you? How's your work, life, and love life?" Then, we quickly exchanged Lines and added each other on Facebook. It was then that I realized she had been on my Facebook friend suggestion list for years, but because she changed her name later, I hadn't realized it was her. From her Facebook photos, I found that she had become more mature and charming, even more captivating than before. It was also at this point that she told me she had never seen my photos, so I sent her a few. We returned to corresponding, and even more so than before. It felt like old friends reuniting after a long separation, eager to share every detail of the past five years. So we wrote to each other frequently and with great care. In those five years, Zhiqing had several boyfriends, and her current boyfriend was already breaking up with her. Perhaps my appearance this time was just right. Shortly before my reappearance, Zhiqing went to a fortune teller, who said her true love would soon appear, and that this person was to her north, coming to her without her having to search. My circumstances and the timing of my appearance made Zhiqing vaguely feel that I was the person the fortune teller had spoken of. The correspondence with Zhiqing was exhilarating; I couldn't wait to see her. I guessed Zhiqing also wanted to see me. So we agreed to meet when we had exchanged a total of 100 letters. Zhiqing initially thought this might be several months away, but thanks to my persistent correspondence, we reached our goal quickly by late March. Therefore, we arranged to meet at the end of March. That day, I picked her up from her apartment building. Zhiqing was wearing a white lace-trimmed blouse, paired with jeans and a dark blue jacket. The first thing that struck me about her was Liu Shishi; their expressions and appearances were very similar—she was truly beautiful. After picking her up, I drove straight to Sun Moon Lake, as Zhiqing had already booked a restaurant at the Sun Moon Lake Resort. What made Zhiqing different from other online friends I'd met before was that she wasn't shy at all. She was very poised and confident during our first meeting, and along the way, she kept telling me about her experiences over the past five years. She seemed very innocent and joyful. It was a Wednesday, and we were the only two dining at the Sun Moon Lake Resort, so we had a very enjoyable conversation. After dinner, we took a walk along the shore of Sun Moon Lake. She was supposed to rush back to her tutoring class that evening, but perhaps she cherished the time we spent together, she called to cancel her class, giving us more time to take a boat trip on the lake. This wonderful date ended, and I think I've truly fallen for her, and I look forward to taking things further. After returning home, I wrote her a letter: "After five years, we finally met! Perhaps it was fate, destined for us to get to know each other again at this moment. I used to always wonder how deep our connection was, and how far it could go. Five years ago, I felt our connection was shallow, so we lost touch. Today, five years later, our connection has reopened, and this time it's definitely much deeper than it was five years ago. So we met! You must be wondering how I felt after we met, right? I think you're a very charming girl. When your hair is down, you have a modern beauty. When you wear your hair up, you exude a classic beauty. Whether modern or classic, you both attract my attention. Your personality is a bit innocent and cute, and you're also very lively and cheerful. You give me a very relaxed and comfortable feeling. Reading this letter, don't you feel a sweet warmth in your heart? Also, I want to tell you a secret, which is: I miss you~" Zhiqing replied: "Reading your letter, I feel very much like you in person. Thinking back five years ago, you were my only pen pal. Deep down, I felt that only by persisting in communicating in this way could we have a certain degree of 'true love.' In my past experience, after meeting in person, the two parties rarely corresponded anymore, almost never. So, I feel very warm that you are still willing to continue writing to me. Tell me, what kind of feeling do I get from you? You give me the same feeling as in your letters and every message you leave on Line: steady, generous, cautious, responsible, and carefree. It's a blessing to be missed by you." Two days later, on a Friday afternoon, I made a last-minute appointment with Zhiqing to meet, and she readily agreed. The moment Zhiqing stepped into my car that day, my heart skipped a beat again, because she looked so beautiful, and her aura was slightly different from the day before. We went to a coffee shop for coffee, and then went to see the Space Theatre together. While walking with her, I kept wanting to hold her hand, but I didn't dare to be impulsive because I wasn't sure if she would accept it. Finally, when we were crossing the street to go back, I mustered up the courage to take her hand. Thankfully, she didn't reject me! Holding her hand, walking together, my heart was filled with sweetness and happiness. Later, in her letter, she wrote:Thank you for the wonderful time you've given me. From the moment I met you until now, you've always been just as I imagined, like the person I'd always dreamed of—gentle and mature. Actually, I really like time to feel like it's been "stolen." For example, when you come to see me, we only have 2.5 hours together, but I feel like those 2.5 hours are a "luxury" in my life (something I shouldn't have had, yet I have it), so it feels stolen. We cherish these fleeting moments because meeting is difficult, space is difficult, time is difficult, encountering someone is difficult, and the initial spark is difficult. The light, the wind, the temperature, the setting all have to be just right. "It's so hard to find the perfect balance. It's not just that you're so wonderful, it's as if you want to praise me in the same way. When we appreciate each other, we shine because of each other's compliments. Thank you for your praise. I must be happy when I see you, just like the youthful feeling I give you. Like you, I enjoy heart-to-heart talks, I enjoy reminiscing, and I love your gentle, unhurried nature. However, the timing of your hand-holding was a bit too hasty!" I've always felt that the most beautiful moments between men and women are in this mutual testing of feelings, where they like each other but aren't sure of the other's feelings. Often, a single word from the other person that seems to indicate affection can cause a long period of excitement. At this time, I sensed Zhiqing's affection for me, but I wasn't sure if it had reached the level of love. In early April, I was busy with an important job. Zhiqing kept encouraging me in her letters, and I told her, "If I can finish it in a week, shouldn't you give me a reward?" Zhiqing asked, "What kind of reward do you want?" I said, "I want a kiss from you." Zhiqing said, "Okay, to encourage you, I'll agree." To earn this reward, I naturally worked day and night and successfully finished it in a week. I was just waiting to receive the reward from Zhiqing at our next meeting. My next meeting with Zhiqing was on April 15th, a Friday, and it was drizzling. I had arranged to meet her that morning on short notice. We had lunch together first, and then went to see a movie at the Golden DLBS in Warner Village Show. The entire theater was just the two of us. I held her hand while watching the movie, and I felt quite romantic. Later, we took a walk in the rain under an umbrella. I took the opportunity to naturally put my arm around her shoulder, and Zhiqing didn't object. When we got back to the car, I said, "I want to collect the reward you promised, is that okay?" Zhiqing: "Are you in the car now?" I said, "Yes, we can go to the back seat together." So we went to the back seat. We were trying to create a kissing atmosphere, but we ended up laughing. Once the comedic moment had passed, I suggested that Zhiqing lie on my lap. I gently stroked her face, and seeing her close her eyes in enjoyment, I suddenly couldn't resist leaning down and lightly kissing her lips. Zhiqing opened her eyes and looked at me: "Hey, how could you steal a kiss from me?" I laughed and said, "Because it was perfect timing, perfect place, perfect timing!" Then I kissed her lips again, this time not gently, but passionately. Zhiqing was infected by my passion and slowly joined in. She parted her lips slightly, allowing my tongue to slip in and intertwine with hers. While we were passionately kissing, my restless hands began to explore her body. Then, through her clothes, my palm pressed against her breast. Zhiqing shyly tried to push my hand away, but ultimately couldn't resist my persistence and instead enjoyed my caresses. My hand slipped inside Zhiqing's clothes, unhooked her bra, and my palm smoothly rested on her left breast. Zhiqing's breasts weren't large, only a B cup, but they were quite smooth and soft. I flicked her nipples with my fingers, and Zhiqing immediately let out a seductive moan; the sound was truly alluring. Although my car was parked in the parking lot, the rain outside was heavy, so we didn't have to worry about anyone seeing us inside or hearing Zhiqing's moans. We relaxed and indulged in our flirting. Suddenly, Zhiqing asked, "Is your penis hard?" I said, "Of course, otherwise, feel it yourself." Without any shame, Zhiqing reached through my pants and touched my penis: "Really, it's hard!" I said, "Hearing your seductive moans, how could it not get hard?" Looking at Zhiqing's expression, I could sense that she was expecting me to take things further. I checked the time, and I had to rush home, especially since she had a tutoring class that evening. A little disappointed, I said, "I feel like continuing, but you have class soon, and I have to go home too. Can I take you home now?" Zhiqing pouted and said, "You've teased me like this… I don't want you to go home! I want to eat you up!" I said, "I really want to, but don't you have a tutoring class too?" Zhiqing said coquettishly, "You can call to cancel the tutoring class." I didn't expect Zhiqing to be so proactive; now it was my turn to be in a difficult position. I hugged her and comforted her, saying, "You should go to class obediently today. We'll have more time next time we meet, and then I'll let you 'eat' me properly." Zhiqing slapped me and said, "You're so annoying! Who wants to eat you?" I innocently said, "You just said you wanted to eat me." I finally convinced her, and I promised to make it up to her next time we met. I didn't keep Zhiqing waiting long; we met again five days later. That day was the first time I saw Zhiqing wearing a short skirt. Her legs were long and fair, and she looked incredibly sexy. I first took her to the Yunjing Lake Restaurant in Miaoli for French cuisine, and then we went for a walk hand-in-hand in a secluded spot. Afterwards, we sat down on a large rock, and when we talked about past relationships, Zhiqing suddenly became sad and burst into tears: "I never seem to meet a good man. Will you really love me properly?" I wiped away Zhiqing's tears with my hand, and said tenderly, "I will, I will love you well, I truly love you." Zhiqing sobbed, "Don't lie to me, I long for a home..." I said firmly, "I won't lie to you. Wait for me for three years, I won't let you down." Zhiqing finally smiled through her tears, wrapped her arms around me, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, "Honey, you're so good to me, I love you." Hearing Zhiqing call me "honey" for the first time, I started calling her "wife." We kissed passionately, and my hands roamed over her body again. Then I slipped my hand inside her clothes, my palm directly touching her soft, smooth breasts. I gently pinched her nipple with my right thumb and forefinger, and gradually I felt it harden. Although our lips were still pressed tightly together, under my teasing, Zhiqing was already letting out soft moans from time to time. "Ah...ah...hum...um..." Then Zhiqing said proactively, "Honey, I can't take it anymore, I really want it now." I said, "Right now, or should we go to a motel?" Zhiqing: "Um...I want it right now." After saying that, Zhiqing reached over and unzipped my pants. Although I was also already intoxicated with passion, I had never done it outdoors before, and I still felt a little unsafe. I said, "Wait a minute, this isn't secluded enough, let's go a little further in." Then I took Zhiqing's hand and walked into what I considered a more secluded grove of trees. I chose to sit under a large tree, while Zhiqing remained standing in front of me. I reached under her short skirt and quickly pulled down her panties. I noticed they were already soaked; Zhiqing's cunt must be wet and waiting for my touch. Then, I pulled out my already erect penis and ordered Zhiqing to straddle my lap. Zhiqing grasped my penis, aimed it at her cunt, and sat down. Sure enough, her cunt was very slippery, and my penis slid in smoothly. But Zhiqing still gasped in surprise."Ah...it's so big!" Although Zhiqing's vagina was very wet and slippery, I could feel that her vagina was particularly tight, gripping my penis tightly. Her cervix was also sucking and releasing, drawing in my sensitive glans, which felt incredibly stimulating. Zhiqing began to move up and down passionately, and as she rocked on top of me, I pushed my penis upwards in rhythm with her. Her long hair swayed, and coupled with her wanton and satisfied expression, it gave me both visual and physical stimulation. Because we were outdoors, I felt that Zhiqing was deliberately lowering the volume of her moans, but she still occasionally let out unrestrained groans. "Ah...ah...hum...um..." A few minutes later, Zhiqing was close to climaxing. She suddenly sat down, swaying her hips so that my penis was pressed against her clitoris, grinding rapidly. Then she cried out, slightly raising her voice: "Ah...ah...husband...so good...I'm going to climax..." After Zhiqing's climax, my penis was still inside her, but she was now clinging to me, limp, her head resting on my shoulder, panting heavily. I playfully shook my penis inside her, continuing to stimulate her. Zhiqing said coquettishly, "I'm so tired, I can't move." I said, "You're already satisfied, but I'm not." After saying that, I helped Zhiqing up, briefly removing her from my penis. I had her lean on the tree trunk, her buttocks raised high. I lifted her short skirt up to her waist, revealing her full, white buttocks facing me. I gripped my penis and thrust in again with force. This position allowed me to feel her vagina gripping my shaft tightly. I held her buttocks with both hands and thrust my hips rapidly, pumping my penis in and out of her. Zhiqing's warm, moist vaginal walls brushed against my sensitive glans, the pleasure indescribable. My thrusts started slowly, then quickened, culminating in a series of frenzied, powerful strokes. Such wild thrusting made Zhiqing moan lasciviously: "Husband, you're so good at it... It feels so good... Ah... Ah..." "Oh... Faster... It feels so good... Don't stop..." "Ah... Ah... Husband... Yes... That's it... Ah." "Ah... Husband, fuck me... Fuck me harder... Harder..." "Ah... Faster... Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah." They continued thrusting like this for another ten minutes or so. I felt she was about to climax, and I started to feel my own climax. I sped up, and shortly after she climaxed again, I was about to ejaculate too. I pulled out my penis, yelled, and shot my thick semen onto her buttocks. Zhiqing: "Honey, why didn't you ejaculate inside? I want you to ejaculate inside!" I said: "I'm afraid you'll get pregnant." Zhiqing: "I'm in my safe period now." I said: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Otherwise, I would have wanted to ejaculate inside too." Later, we tidied up and got in the car. I drove quickly to the Mulan Motel. As soon as we entered the motel, we kissed passionately, like a bolt of lightning striking fire. While we were kissing passionately, my hands were peeling off all her clothes and mine, layer by layer. This was the first time I had seen Zhiqing's naked body. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Zhiqing stood between my legs. I carefully examined her beautiful body. Although Zhiqing's breasts were not large, her areolas were pink, and her nipples were small. Zhiqing has a very slender waist; at 162 cm tall, she weighs only 43 kg. Looking down, I saw Zhiqing's secret garden; her pubic hair was quite thick, but neatly trimmed. I reached out and touched her vulva, finding her labia to be rather thick, though a pale color. Suddenly, I stood up, picked her up, and said, "Let's take a shower together." In the bathroom, I squeezed out some shower gel and slowly rubbed it on Zhiqing's body, spending most of the time washing her vulva. Sometimes I ran my fingers over her labia, sometimes I rubbed her clitoris. As I washed her like this, Zhiqing immediately started moaning. Later, she also carefully held my erect penis and slowly rubbed it, making me feel incredibly good. After rinsing off all the soap, Zhiqing suddenly squatted down. She first gently grasped my penis and stroked it back and forth, then she simply opened her small mouth and sucked on the inside of my penis. My penis felt incredibly good being sucked tightly by her lips. Zhiqing gently circled the glans with her tongue, licking, sucking, and sliding it up and down. I also let out a few moans of pleasure, and her hands would occasionally tease my testicles and stroke my thighs. I thoroughly enjoyed all of this. Then, I pressed Zhiqing's hair down and began to thrust my hips, gently pumping her mouth in and out like a vagina. Zhiqing probably had never been pumped like this before; she made soft moaning sounds, and her saliva covered my penis. This action gave me a great sense of conquest, but I knew Zhiqing probably wouldn't feel too good, so I stopped after only a minute or two. We didn't dry each other with a towel; still soaking wet, I picked up Zhiqing again and laid her on the bed, then pressed myself against her. I passionately kissed her from head to toe. Sometimes Zhiqing laughed out loud from my kisses, and when I kissed her breasts and nipples, she kept moaning: "Mmm...hmm...husband, you're so good at kissing...oh...so exciting." Later, my tongue finally reached Zhiqing's vaginal opening, sliding back and forth there. Zhiqing's vaginal fluid kept seeping from her opening, and I used my tongue to lick the slightly sweet nectar into my mouth. When I focused my attention on teasing her clitoris, Zhiqing was no longer as restrained as she had been outdoors; she cried out loudly and passionately, her voice growing louder and louder. "Husband...it's so exciting...ah...hum...I'm about to climax again..." Then, Zhiqing's body convulsed, and she climaxed. At this moment, Zhiqing was no longer as innocent as she appeared; on the bed, she was a complete slut. With a wanton expression, she said: "Husband...come and fuck me quickly...my pussy is so itchy...use your big cock to fuck me..." Seeing Zhiqing's thirsty appearance, I didn't want to disappoint her, so I spread her legs, grasped my hard penis, and first slid it back and forth on her labia a few times, then suddenly thrust it forcefully into her vagina. Zhiqing's face immediately showed a look of surprise and satisfaction: "Ah...it's so deep!" After insertion, I didn't rush to thrust, but instead lay on top of her, kissing her lips, while slowly rotating and grinding my penis deep inside her. This made my penis feel tightly gripped by her vagina, and at the same time, I felt a tingling sensation on the head of my penis. At first, Zhiqing also felt that my gentle rubbing made her feel very comfortable and beautiful. But after a few minutes, such gentleness could no longer satisfy her. Zhiqing said in a seductive moan, "Husband...you're making me even itchier...it's so uncomfortable...please fuck me harder." As soon as she finished speaking, she began to twist her hips, indicating her desire! So I began to thrust in and out of her warm and tight vagina with heavy force! Zhiqing's vagina was so tight and tender, and I felt a special tingling sensation during the thrusting. I thrust in and out without mercy, each time forcefully penetrating to the very end. Zhiqing cried out wildly, "Ah...so good...husband...you're killing me...ah..." Hearing Zhiqing's wanton cries, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and increased the speed of my thrusts. My vigorous penetration had left me drenched in sweat. Zhiqing continued to moan with satisfaction, "Mmm...yes...yes...husband, you're so good...this feels even better...I...can't take it anymore..." With each thrust, copious amounts of vaginal fluid overflowed from her. I looked down at my penis, which was covered in white, sticky fluid. I thrust harder and harder, faster and more forcefully, until Zhiqing's moans became almost hysterical. I knew Zhiqing was close to climax, and I felt I was almost there too. I unleashed another torrent of frenzied thrusting. Zhiqing's body tensed, her hands gripping my arms, her body trembling. Her vagina contracted rapidly deep inside her. At the same moment of her climax, I couldn't resist the overwhelming pleasure. With a roar, a gush of hot semen shot out, shooting deep into Zhiqing's core. After ejaculating, I lay weakly on top of Zhiqing, panting heavily. Zhiqing said, satisfied yet tender:"Honey, you're so amazing, you're making me feel so good!" Then she added, "Honey, let's take a break, and then we'll play again later." I smiled wryly and said, "Okay," but in my heart I was thinking, "Oh no, I'm going to be completely drained by her from now on."

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