Female military officer I met online

July's scorching heat ignited a burning desire within me.
In these sweltering days, something incredibly exciting happened: I met a gentle, beautiful, and elegant woman online. After some tentative exploration and teasing, I finally entered her soft, warm body and her sincere inner world. This woman was a sexy, gentle, and beautiful female captain; her military uniform was my favorite. I had long hoped to share a passionate encounter with a dashing female soldier or policewoman in uniform, and this time, my wish finally came true.
The heat made me reluctant to go out, so I roamed the internet on QQ, searching for potential romantic encounters. I had several experiences of online dating, so I was quite adept at it. After a few attempts, I found her—like finding gold in sand—a woman who would later bring me immense sexual satisfaction.
I won't go into the details of how we chatted and how I seduced her, but basically, I carefully analyzed her psychology, catered to her interests, and used sweet talk. After a few rounds, this woman considered me a kindred spirit and felt
that meeting in person was better than just knowing her. So she gave me her phone number so I could talk to her on the phone and have a free-flowing conversation (it's much faster than typing). In addition, she had another idea: she wanted to hear my voice. This was exactly what I wanted. Needless to say, my magnetic baritone voice had captivated countless beauties, so why would I be afraid to chat with her? I immediately used my strengths: witty and humorous words, broad and profound thoughts, and a deep, melancholic voice instantly attracted her. She couldn't wait to say, "How wonderful it would be to meet you!"
Don't misunderstand, this woman wasn't a casual person; saying "meet" was just a momentary impulse. It actually took quite a bit of effort to actually carry it out. I'll skip the details and get straight to the point. She finally agreed to meet, and we set a time and place in front of the library building.
Here's a brief introduction to this woman (all the information she gave me during our chat): 27 years old, 166cm tall, 46kg, a military academy instructor, a civilian position equivalent to a captain. I asked her about her appearance, and she replied: "A devil's figure, an angel's face."
I arrived at the meeting place on time, but didn't see anyone in military uniform (I particularly like uniforms, so I insisted she wear one). I called her, and then I saw a woman in jeans walking gracefully towards me from a distance. It turned out she had been observing me from afar, and later said that if I was too ugly, she would leave without saying goodbye.
Haha, I'm impeccable in appearance, figure, knowledge, and insight, so naturally she wouldn't "leave without saying goodbye"...
This woman was indeed as she described—beautiful and gentle. She said it was hot and she didn't want to wear a military uniform. Of course, on our first meeting, we just ate and chatted. It wasn't until our fourth meeting that I kissed her lips and touched her breasts in my car.
Then, on August 1st, I called to invite her to dinner to celebrate Army Day and express the sentiment of "the army loves the people, and the people support the army." She laughed and asked me how we should celebrate and support the military.
I said, "The best way for the people to support the military is to dedicate themselves to the soldiers."
She said, "Okay, I'll bring the soldiers from our school's guard company over, and you can dedicate yourself to them..."
In the end, she dedicated herself to me. That unforgettable day, a beautiful woman in military uniform, in my arms, had her uniform ripped off by me...
*** *** *** *** As agreed beforehand, she arrived at the hotel room I had booked on time. I was already waiting in the room before her, having taken a shower, adjusted the air conditioner to the most comfortable temperature, and brewed two cups of fragrant green tea.
Despite being mentally prepared, I was still stunned by her dashing appearance when she entered the room. She wore a light green military-style short-sleeved jacket, with dark green soft epaulettes adorned with gold stars; she wore a navy blue military uniform skirt and brown-black strappy wedge sandals on her fair and beautiful feet, her toenails painted with colorless, glossy nail polish. She wasn't wearing stockings, and her shapely feet and shapely calves displayed her confidence and pride.
Noticing my gaze, she seemed a little embarrassed, pushing her handbag towards me playfully, asking, "What? Don't you recognize me?"
As I took the bag, I pulled her into my arms, replying, "No, I didn't recognize you. I thought the police checking rooms had been replaced by military police, hehe… By the way, you said you'd bring the guards, where are they? And why aren't you wearing a military cap?" She pulled away from my embrace
, saying, "Hey, he's outside the door, go see for yourself. We have a rule in the summer that we don't have to wear military caps. It's so hot…" "You want me to wear a hat? ...It's so hot outside, I'm sweating. Don't hug me, let me cool off first..."
I released her, turned around, and took a bright red rose from the dressing table drawer (of course, I had bought it and put it there). Holding it up to her, I said softly, "Darling, there's only one rose here. It's not much, but it represents my 'unwavering devotion' to you!"
She clearly hadn't expected this and seemed quite touched. She took the rose, hugged me tightly again, and said happily, "Thank you, it's such a beautiful flower!"
Then, she kissed me passionately.
We stood there kissing passionately. I put my tongue into her mouth, our tongues intertwining. Her saliva tasted sweet, as if she had chewed gum before coming in. The fragrant scent of a mature woman emanated from her slightly sweaty body, greatly arousing my desire. I kissed her while my hands roamed over her body, kneading her breasts and buttocks…
Under my teasing, her desire also began to awaken, but she still carefully protected the rose, one arm around my neck as she kissed me, the other outstretched, afraid I would damage her flower.
I finally couldn't resist, reaching out to take the flower from her hand and tossing it aside, then pushing her down onto the bed. I pounced on her and began unbuttoning her blouse. She didn't resist my actions, touching my face and sighing softly, saying: "You're a barbaric flower destroyer."
I lifted her up, laying her body comfortably on the bed, first taking off her sandals, then her military uniform. She silently cooperated, occasionally lifting her body to facilitate my movements. Underneath, she wore a purple bra and purple lace panties, which accentuated her fair and sexy skin.
As I tried to remove her underwear, she reached out and hugged me, pulling me towards her body, making me lie on top of her, and began to undress me...
Just like that, before I could even properly admire and play with her body, I had entered her with overwhelming force, the warm, moist cavity, the tight, stimulating sensation...
I moved passionately, thrusting desperately into her body; and she, with her arms tightly wrapped around me, moaned softly, letting me ravage her at will...
After riding her wantonly for over an hour, we both reached an unprecedented climax, our lips pressed together, our lower bodies pressed together, my thick penis throbbing inside her vagina, streams of semen shooting into her uterus...
"Ah, I'm going to die..."
she groaned.
Beneath her lay the crushed rose...
In the sweltering heat of July, the serene, calm, beautiful, and passionate female officer gave me an indescribable pleasure!

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