Women in the military are very tough.

It was spring of 2009. I was a few months away from graduating with my master's degree. Since my university was nationally
renowned , I easily landed a good job, and my thesis advisor had approved it, so I had a lot of free time. As

the saying goes, "when you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust," and that's certainly true. So I often chatted online until late at night. One time, I added
a netizen from my work area—I won't mention her screen name. Thanks to my quick wit and eloquence,
we hit it off

immediately. Later, I learned about her basic situation: she was 27 years old. After graduating high school at 18, she joined the army. Three
years ago, through her father's connections, she transferred to the provincial tax bureau as a clerk—a very easy job.

She had been married for two years but hadn't had children yet; she didn't want them so soon. Her husband was a businessman (his family
was quite prominent locally; initially, I deliberately avoided asking about him, feeling uncomfortable).

Her husband was rarely home, and she suspected he was having an affair, but she had no proof. Recently, she said
she was very depressed, so I comforted and encouraged her. As we chatted more, our relationship gradually grew closer.

One time we chatted until after 11 pm, and she said, "Honey, it's almost midnight. I have to work tomorrow, so I need to
rest . Don't stay up too late, take care of yourself."

I said okay. Later, I saw her for the first time in a video call. She was about 10
centimeters , with dark eyebrows and bright, sparkling eyes that seemed very intelligent. Her mouth resembled
the mouth of the Queen of the Women's Kingdom in Journey to the West, very sexy, and her skin was very fair and looked delicate.

After seeing her, I decided to sleep with her. My intuition told me that something might happen between us,
because she bought the video to let me see her. After that, we started talking on the phone. I said I missed her and wanted to kiss her.
She said, "Don't do this. You'll find a girl you like in the future."

I said, "I really like you, and I'm willing to marry you." (I said this on purpose, but actually... hehe).
She sighed softly and didn't say anything. Later, I insisted on going back to see her, but she wouldn't let me, telling me to come back when I had a holiday
! She also started calling me "Honey" more often.

At the end of June, I finally had a holiday and went back. I told her I took the T9* train and arrived around 9 pm.

She said she'd come to see me. After I got off the train, I went to a large hotel near the train station and booked a room to wait for her.

Around 10 PM, she called me and told me to come downstairs and wait for me. When I went down, I saw her in a
business suit , her long black hair draped over her shoulders, partially obscuring her fair face. She looked very beautiful; perhaps she worked in an office
.

Her skin was even whiter than in the video, so smooth and delicate, almost like porcelain. Her figure was curvaceous,
with all the right curves. I naturally took her hand and led her to the hotel. She said, "Isn't this inappropriate? Let
's walk around the streets."

Fellow wolves, would you agree to go shopping in my shoes? I said the streets were too chaotic and hot, let's go upstairs.
I then forcefully pulled her hand towards the hotel. She hesitated and struggled a few times, but didn't pull her hand away. So we
took the elevator to the hotel room together.

Once inside, her skin looked even whiter under the light. She seemed a little nervous, standing
by looking out without looking at me. I suddenly picked her up, and she struggled fiercely, saying no, no, and broke free.

Seeing that force wasn't working, I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and kissed her ear. She gradually stopped struggling
, and I gently laid her on the bed and kissed her face. When I kissed her lips, she clenched her white teeth
tightly, refusing to let me in.

I kissed her lips, and she moaned softly. My tongue suddenly plunged into her mouth, taking the opportunity
to intertwine with hers. The sensation was truly wonderful; her tongue was soft and had a delicate
fragrance . After kissing for a while, I slipped my hand under her clothes to touch her breasts. Just as I slipped my hand under her bra, she seemed to
suddenly realize something, tightly hugging her chest with one arm, refusing to let me touch her.

Afraid of hurting her breasts if I forced my way in, I increased the intensity of my kisses. As she
relaxed with a soft moan, my hand suddenly attacked, slipping under her bra and touching her breasts. Perhaps she was pressing
down hard, because I used too much force, and she cried out.

When she felt I had touched her breasts, she removed her hand and stopped blocking me. Only then
did I realize how large her breasts were; one hand could barely cover them. Perhaps because she hadn't had children, they were very
firm. After touching her breasts for a while, I took off her top and unhooked her bra.

Her two snow-white breasts sprang out, proudly erect, with small, rose-red nipples—truly beautiful!

I lowered my head and kissed her breasts, one after the other, and I could hear her heartbeat
quickening .

After kissing for a while, I slowly moved my hand down to her thighs, stroking them back and forth. When I reached for her
private parts, her thighs clamped my hand tightly, refusing to let me touch them. I then moved down from her navel
, slowly touching her pubic hair; it felt plentiful and hard.

When I went a step further, she forcefully pulled my hand away, looking at me without saying a word, just
staring at me. I quickly kissed her with a smile and whispered in her ear, "Sweetie, I missed you so much. Did you miss me?" She hummed
in agreement ...

I continued kissing her, and when my hand resolutely moved down from her navel to her pubic hair, she still squeezed her legs together,
pulling my hand away. But with my persistence, and considering she wasn't as strong as my hand, I finally reached
her private parts .

At this moment, she let out several suppressed moans; her lower body was wet and slippery. I gently touched
her private parts a few times, and I couldn't hold back any longer, pulling down her skirt and underwear together. She instinctively
lifted her buttocks, revealing her two long, slender legs.

Her legs were very white, her skin glowing. Now her entire body was exposed before me, and under the light
, she appeared even whiter. Her flat, soft abdomen rose and fell rapidly with her breathing, and her thick, dark
pubic hair covered her private parts.

I quickly stripped off my own clothes, pounced on her, and pressed myself against her body. Her body was warm and smooth, and I
felt as if I were gently enveloped by warm water. When my rock-hard penis plunged into
the depths of her fragrant paradise, she cried out loudly for the first time.

I began to thrust quickly and forcefully, feeling the warmth, softness, and moisture inside, as if something soft
was tightly wrapping around my penis. Soon, the sound of wet, wet movements filled the air, like
the sound of bare feet stepping into mud when we were children.

She couldn't help but moan "Mmm...Mmm...Ah...Mmm...Ah..." with each thrust of my penis,
her fair breasts swaying with each impact. I saw her head turned to one side of the pillow, her long, dark hair
sparsely obscuring her fair face, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Her whole body swayed up and down with each of my vigorous thrusts, and I looked down to see my penis going
in and out of her thick, dark pubic hair, which aroused me even more. It had been a long time since we had made love, and each thrust
was powerful, the contact points of our bodies making a "slap...slap...slap...slap" sound.

I tried my best to bury my penis completely in her warm, soft paradise, pulling out high each time and
plunging in deeply again. I thrust hard for a few minutes, and then I felt it was very tight inside. I was about to ejaculate, so
I thrust hard and fast, wanting to penetrate her completely. She hugged me tightly, her head leaving
the pillow as she kissed me passionately, moaning loudly, "Ah...Ah...Ah."

I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated deep inside her. Our pubic hair was completely soaked and
stuck together haphazardly. At that moment, she went limp, having reached her climax. I collapsed weakly
onto , panting heavily. I saw tears in her eyes, and suddenly felt a pang of regret and self-reproach. I said, "
I'm sorry..."

She lovingly stroked my head, smiled, and gently kissed me, saying nothing.

After cleaning up, we hugged and talked for a while, our legs pressed together, my thigh resting directly between her
legs private area... I felt itchy from her pubic hair. Soon I got hard again and took her hand to touch my
penis.

This time she chuckled and said, "How are you so good?" This time she was very cooperative, and I lasted
longer than the first time; she was very satisfied. I won't go into the details, but later she had to leave. My mother lived with her, and she
wasn't used to being home alone. She said, "Sweetie, I can't stay with you tonight."

I said, "Okay, but you have to come tomorrow morning. I'll wait for you at the hotel!" The next morning she took the day off and came
directly to the hotel to find me. I hadn't gotten up yet. She brought me... Breakfast… Seeing such a beautiful
woman moaning under my belly yesterday felt like a dream. Of course, we had sex again at noon!

Postscript: From then on, we had sex frequently for about a year.

Later, her relationship with her husband improved, and she was about to have a baby. Six months after giving birth, I went to see her, and she said
it wasn't good, that I had a girlfriend now, and that I should settle down. Although we still contacted each other occasionally,
we didn't have sex again.

I didn't want to force her; sex is supposed to be a pleasurable experience, not something to be done routinely.

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