Many young women in Guiyang are kind-hearted, but their extramarital affairs are even more outrageous.

I graduated from university in 2007 with a bachelor's degree. I loved literature during my university years, and with the experience of recent years, I've gained a deeper understanding of romance and have achieved some success in my career, making me quite popular with women. Since university, I've had my share of romantic encounters—I'd say over a dozen—but I've never actually written about any of them. Today, I suddenly had a whim to describe the true story of this respectable woman from Guiyang, so everyone can see for themselves. Except for the woman's name, everything else is true. I hope her husband doesn't see this, or it won't be good.
Enough of the digressions. Let's get to the details.
It's strange how things work out with respectable women. If you really want to find one, you might not find one right away. It's like the saying, "You may plant flowers with care, but they may not bloom; you may plant willows without care, and they may thrive." In the beginning, the people on QQ were always indifferent, never sending videos or making a sound for a long time. As a result, I had to call room service several times in the middle of the night when I was on a business trip to Guiyang.
Later, around Christmas Eve, a girl suddenly started replying to my QQ messages quickly. She seemed very energetic, and we chatted for over an hour about everything under the sun. I learned she was three years younger than me, also a college graduate—specifically, from Guiyang XXX Technical College, majoring in logistics. She now worked at Suguo Supermarket, a very relaxed job. She was from the local area, had just married, and was feeling bored because the passion had faded and her work was mundane. She seemed quite enthusiastic, and we clicked, so she was happy to meet me. I thought, "There's a chance!" I immediately asked for her phone number, and she readily gave it to me, which made me very happy. I told her I was going to a meeting in Nanjing in two days and would treat her to dinner, which she agreed to. We continued chatting until midnight, and I asked for a photo. She said she didn't have one, so after some coaxing, she finally sent one. It was a picture she took with her phone, not very clear, but it was okay. She was a decent girl, after all, so I couldn't be too demanding; something was fine. After getting tired, I told her "baby" and went to sleep. Once we were together, we turned off QQ and went to rest.
The next day, around 10 a.m., my phone rang. I saw it was her, and just as I was about to answer, she hung up. I was puzzled; what did she mean? A little while later, I received a text message asking when I was coming to Nanjing. I had called her "baby" yesterday, which kept her up all night, daydreaming. She even asked when I was going to treat her to dinner. Hehe. Great, my hopes are rising. I happen to be going to Nanjing tomorrow for an afternoon management meeting, so I'm going this afternoon.
While driving, I called her to ask what she was doing. She said she was at work, bored. She asked what I was doing. I told her to guess, and she said she wasn't coming to see me. I said, "You're so smart, you're on your way." She smiled and said, "Really, but I have to wait, I don't get off work until 9." I said, "It's okay, I'll wait for you, my darling." I hung up and focused on driving. When we arrived at the hotel, we booked a standard room. Time to sleep, hehe, time to recharge!
I texted her at 8:30, telling her which room I was in and how much I missed her. She said she knew and was thinking of me too. We texted each other flirtatiously, and before we knew it, it was time to leave work. I asked her if she should be here yet, but she didn't reply. Frustrated! I waited and waited, and she was supposed to arrive at 9:30, but she still hadn't come. She wasn't replying to my texts or answering my calls. I was so confused; had I been stood up? A few more minutes passed in frustration when the doorbell rang. I rushed to the door, looked through the peephole, and lo and behold, she was there. (A reminder: check the peephole before a date to avoid being tricked). I immediately welcomed her in. Upon closer inspection, wow, not bad at all. She was about 170cm tall, very slender, and very clean. Her outfit wasn't overly heavy, but it was very well done, with a touch of embellishment—elegant yet sexy. She seemed a little reserved when she came in, sitting on a chair by the desk with a KFC in her hand. She said she had just bought dinner and was buying KFC, so she hadn't had time to reply to messages or answer the phone. She hoped I wouldn't mind, haha, she's already here, of course a man should be magnanimous.
I said, "We've already met, and you still want to eat KFC? Let's go out for hot pot." She smiled and said she wasn't actually hungry anymore. I asked if she was thirsty, and she said a little. I quickly stood up to pour her some water and brought it to her. Taking this opportunity, I walked over and put my arm around her shoulder; she didn't object. We smiled at each other, understanding each other perfectly. It was early winter, and the weather was quite nice, so she wasn't wearing many layers. When she bent over slightly, I could vaguely see her cleavage through her neckline. I was secretly pleased. I said, "You're much prettier than in the photos! I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. I'm so happy today! You're much more handsome than I imagined." She blushed as she spoke. Seeing that the time was right, I pulled her up, and she readily did. Hehe, I grabbed her and started kissing her. She hummed in response. Less than five minutes had passed since we met.
I kissed her cherry-like lips for about 10 minutes, then started kissing her earrings, because I know that's a sensitive area for most women. My hands moved from her waist to her chest, kissing her lips, then her earrings, then her neck. I could clearly hear her breathing become heavier, her eyes started to blur, and her cheeks began to burn. I knew it was about time, so slowly, slowly, I slipped my hand inside her clothes. She gestured as if to stop, then stopped, letting my right hand caress her breasts inside her clothes while my left hand slowly and forcefully slipped into her pants, vigorously kneading her buttocks—it felt really good. Suddenly, I picked her up—she wasn't very heavy, probably around 95 pounds—and placed her on the edge of the bed. Lying on the bed, I continued to caress her. She twisted her waist and started to moan a little. I thought it was about time, and my penis had been pressing against her through her clothes for a while, so I slowly removed her clothes. She was quite cooperative while I was taking off her clothes, and it was quick and easy. In the blink of an eye, only her small triangle was left, red lace—hehe, so tempting! Just as I was about to remove the last piece of lace, she gave a token resistance, which I ignored. I continued to stroke her through the lace, and she quickly became dazed, making incoherent noises. Slowly, the lace became damp, and finally, I could remove it. During the process of removing her last pair of panties, she made a token struggle.
The crucial, exciting moment finally arrived. I saw her, white and radiant, displayed before me. I quickly stripped off my clothes and climbed on top of her. I kissed her again, then touched her vulva with my fingers; it was overflowing with moisture. It seemed she was truly aroused. I kissed her clitoris again; the thick forest of hair formed an inverted triangle, and her vulva was still a tender, pink flower. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck, eager for pleasure. I couldn't just torment this beauty any longer, so I aimed my penis at her vulva and slowly entered.
"Ah..." she gasped, then looked at me lustfully and kissed me fiercely. She seemed to be enjoying it, so I pushed in a little more. "Oh..." she cried out even louder, "Brother, slower, yours is too big!"
Upon hearing this, (he chuckled; men always have a bit of vanity, and hearing a beautiful woman praising his "talent" naturally pleased him. Actually, he didn't think his was the largest; it was only about 19cm when erect, but according to relevant data, that length was considered quite good in Asia.) He thought, "She's not a virgin anymore, she's a young woman, so stop with the soft-spoken talk." Suddenly, he got excited and started thrusting hard, each time reaching the very bottom, each time penetrating deeply. The beautiful woman was a little overwhelmed at first, her mouth wide open, letting out soft moans of "Ah... Oh... Ah!"
Gradually, I'm starting to get used to it, starting to enjoy it, and the moans are becoming more excited. Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah oh. Oh. Too deep. Oh,...oh,...oh, it hurts...ah, ah, ah, slower, oh no, faster, slower, faster, yes, like that, love me. Oh...oh. Husband, brother, I love you so much. Faster. Oh, oh ah..., crackling and popping, we did it traditionally for about 15 minutes, it felt a bit too fast, I felt like I was going to ejaculate, no, I absolutely mustn't ejaculate. I have to hold back and pull out.
I suggested changing positions. The beautiful woman exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately rolled over and got down. Hehe, that's the good thing about married women—they're experienced and don't need to be taught. It seems she wanted me to penetrate her from behind, which suited me perfectly. Taking advantage of those few seconds, I immediately thought of the Serie A match I'd just watched, then of Wong Fei-hung's Foshan Shadowless Kick, the Tiger-Crane Double Form, then of the Shaolin Vajra Cover, and then of Crayon Shin-chan. In that very short time, I thought of many unrelated things, and finally suppressed that urge, no longer wanting to ejaculate. I continued to find that little hole, and thrust in hard. She exclaimed "Ah!" and mine was almost fully inside. She asked me, "Yours is so big!" "Amazing!" I said. "Is it as big as his (her husband's)?"
"Yeah, much bigger than him, much better than him."
She said, bouncing back and forth as I fucked her. I added, "Today I belong entirely to you, and you belong entirely to me. I'm going to make you feel good." "Mmm. Good... oh."
Oh! Because of the brief adjustment and the stimulation from those words, I'm no longer consciously controlling the time. I grab her breasts with one hand—they look even bigger when she's lying down—and grab her buttocks with the other, thrusting hard. I can hear the clear slapping of flesh and the whooshing sound of my penis going in and out. She's experiencing wave after wave of orgasms. Sometimes I glance at my pulled-out penis; it's covered in her love juice. I'm getting more and more excited.
He thrust hard for about ten more minutes, finally losing control and ejaculating streams of hot semen inside her. She… oh.
She said "oh" a few times and then lay down on the bed. I followed suit and lay on top of her, hugging her tightly, kissing her back, pinching her buttocks, and touching her vulva and pubic hair. After resting for a few minutes, she said she wanted to take a shower, and I said okay, and slowly took out my penis. She let out another loud "oh." (qq611173249) Hehe, it turns out my penis still had about 10cm left after ejaculating. She went to shower naked. The hotel bathroom and bed were separated by a large glass partition, and I lay on the bed continuing to watch her shower. Hehe. Awesome! When she was almost done, we went in together.
I continued to caress her, and she helped me rinse off, then rinsed my back, said "You're so naughty," and ran away shyly. I had no choice but to wash myself. When I came out, she had already gone to the other bed, snuggled under the covers, and was smiling at me. Looking at the bed where we had just made love, I noticed it was completely wet. I laughed, "So much water!" and then snuggled under her covers, letting her lie in my arms.
After resting for about half an hour, she said she was hungry. I suggested we go out to eat, but she said no, to save me money, and that she'd just eat the KFC I brought. I got out of bed and brought it to her, and she ate while watching TV on the edge of the bed. I touched her breasts while watching TV.
After we finished eating, we continued our efforts. Since it was our second time, I asked her to give me oral sex. She hesitated for a moment but then gave me a blowjob, though her technique seemed a bit off, probably because she doesn't do this often at home. I kept feeling her teeth touching my penis. I didn't press her, and we started having sex. This time we tried several positions, and combined with the previous time, it lasted longer, about 40 minutes. After we finished, she said she had to leave, but I tried to persuade her to stay. She hesitated for a moment, then called home and told her husband she was at a colleague's house and wouldn't be coming back. Her husband, oblivious, agreed. While she was on the phone, I touched her breasts.
After hanging up the phone, she laughed mischievously and said, "Are you satisfied now, you little rascal? Hehe." I said, "Then tonight I'll be so naughty that you won't want to leave."
Then we rested for a bit and then got back to it. We did it about four times that night. Each time she said I brought her to orgasm.
The next day, when I woke up it was already past 9 o'clock. She was lying naked in my arms, and she suddenly asked me: "What's your name?" I was delighted to hear that. It turned out that we still didn't know each other's names. Hehe.
So we introduced ourselves, exchanged names and addresses, and got to know each other. As we talked, we got excited again and started playing. But I was quite hungry and tired by then, and after about ten minutes I intentionally ejaculated, though very little—I couldn't manage it, I didn't have enough ammunition. Then I washed up and went to eat. She went to work after dinner, and I went to a meeting.
After that, I would contact her every time I went to Guiyang. As long as she didn't have any special circumstances, she would usually come to meet me. Each time, we would have passionate sex 3-5 times. It was so pleasant and enjoyable...

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