Short stories about romantic encounters by Momo

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I'm a very ordinary person, with no money, power, or status, but I'm lucky. After having a wife and children, I met my dream angel. My wife has a fairly full figure, but not fat. She's not particularly secretive; her pubic hair is sparse but well-defined, as if it's been deliberately styled.
Before having children (my wife had a natural birth), to be honest, I was a virgin. Although I often read pornographic books and watched porn, and felt that I was quite experienced, I lacked practical experience. So when I started having sex with my wife, I didn't really understand the benefits of women. I gradually understood later, and I also found that after my wife had given birth, her vagina was noticeably more spacious.
It might also be because we've been together for too long; my wife doesn't produce much lubrication during sex anymore, which isn't very comfortable. To be honest, my wife is quite obedient. To improve the quality of our sex life, I often find pornographic films for her to watch and learn from, and she's willing to try. But later, it made me increasingly uncomfortable. Every time we had sex, her moans sounded fake, not like her true feelings. Over time, I lost interest in our sex life. She's always the one who initiates it, and I just go through the motions.
It was an autumn afternoon two years ago that I met my dream angel. It was truly a coincidence that we met. I was at a friend's shop when I happened to need to deliver a ticket to her. No one was home, so my friend asked me to go for her. I figured I didn't have anything else to do, so I went. We agreed to meet at Holiland. The roads were quite busy that day. We were supposed to meet at 4 pm, but I didn't arrive until 4:30 pm, and I didn't even see her. We only exchanged a phone call on the way.
Judging from her voice, I thought she was quite young. When I walked into Holiland and saw her, I couldn't believe my eyes. She was tall, with long, curly hair, big eyes, long, curved eyelashes, and incredibly sexy lips. She was wearing stockings, and her legs were absolutely mesmerizing—long, straight, and with a curvaceous figure. I was stunned. All I could think about was how wonderful it would be if such a perfect woman were my wife. But I also felt a little ashamed, like a toad trying to eat a swan.
So I sat down and started talking to her. I found she was quite talkative, and while I'm usually quite talkative myself, I got a little nervous around beautiful women. Everyone knows that time flies when you're chatting with a beautiful woman; before I knew it, it was almost 5 pm. She said she had to go home, and I didn't know what to say, so I just said, "Let's keep in touch by phone sometime," and we parted ways. On my way home…
I tentatively sent her a text message, and to my surprise, she actually replied. I thought things were looking good, and we chatted on QQ for a while afterward. I felt she liked me quite a bit, so I started asking her out for dinner, and she didn't refuse. And this sophisticated woman is always so stylish; she always makes you fantasize!
Our first time was one afternoon. She went to driving lessons, and I, having nothing else to do, went with her. It ended around noon, and we ate together. She asked me what I was going to do in the afternoon, and I said anything was fine, whatever she said. But she didn't seem to notice, and said she was a little tired and wanted to find a place to rest.
Seeing an opportunity, I jokingly suggested, "How about we go to my place?" (My wife was at work and wouldn't be home until evening. I didn't think much of the consequences at the time, but later I realized this woman wasn't the clingy type; if she were, bringing her to my place would have been a huge mistake.) Surprisingly, she actually agreed, so I took her home. As soon as we entered, I hugged her. At first, she resisted a little, not wanting to kiss me, but gradually she started to feel it too. We fell onto the bed, and I slowly slipped my hand inside her clothes, starting to touch her breasts through her bra.
Then she tried to reach inside her bra, but she said it was too tight. Hearing this, I didn't hesitate and unhooked her bra. What I saw were two large nipples and very large breasts. I slowly caressed her breasts; they were so soft and smooth, and her nipples were starting to stand erect. They were so tempting. While I was kneading her breasts, I began to kiss her ear.
My lips moved down her neck (I'm an experienced woman, after all, haha), and she began to breathe softly. I kissed her breasts, starting to lick her nipples and gently biting them with my teeth. She seemed to enjoy it. Seeing that the time was right, I slowly began to move my hand down her lower body. But then I encountered resistance; she was wearing very skinny jeans.
It was difficult to put my hand inside, so I started unbuttoning her clothes. When I finally slipped my hand inside, I felt silk panties—the feel was amazing. When I touched her genitals, I noticed they were already very wet; her panties were showing through. I gently rubbed them for a while, then told her to take off her pants. She ignored me, only telling me to hang the curtains. I hung the curtains...
I quickly tried to take off her pants, which was honestly quite difficult and nerve-wracking. I was afraid that once her energy wore off, all my efforts would be wasted. When I saw her underwear, it really aroused me. She was wearing those very sexy, small silk panties with lace trim and a bow at the back—they were so sexy, especially with her long, straight, and slender legs.
It truly made me dizzy. I started kissing her feet, because I knew women's feet were very sensitive. Each toe was so translucent and I couldn't bear to part with them. As I kissed her, I secretly saw her kneading her breasts with her hands, occasionally flicking her nipples with her fingers. This action excited me greatly, along with her faint moans. I knew that even so, I still needed to tease her arousal. I started kissing her legs, gradually moving closer to her clitoris. As I kissed...
I saw thick pubic hair and a lot of clear, lustful fluid flowing from her vagina, soaking the sheets. I gently licked her labia, occasionally touching her already erect clitoris. Each touch made her tremble; the feeling was incredibly arousing. When I actually started licking her clitoris, her moans grew louder. But then, the worst thing happened. Perhaps because it was my first time making love with such a beautiful woman, I was nervous and a little insecure, finding it hard to believe.
So my little brother just wouldn't cooperate, he wouldn't get hard, the more anxious I got, the worse it got. The situation was incredibly awkward. But what I didn't expect was that she slowly reached out and grasped my penis, starting to gently stroke it. She even lowered her head and gave me oral sex! This was something I never anticipated, and it's the ultimate stimulation for a man. If he didn't react then, there really was something wrong with him. After a few strokes, my little brother stood up proudly, glistening with erection. She seemed to really enjoy it, still sucking on my penis. I couldn't wait any longer!
I pressed her down on the bed and straddled her. But her mons pubis was a bit high, and my penis rubbed against her vulva for a long time, but because it was so slippery with vaginal fluid, I couldn't penetrate. So I lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders. Now her vulva was fully exposed to me: thick labia, a small vaginal opening, and dark pubic hair stuck together with vaginal fluid.
I straightened my penis and slowly inserted it, but not all the way in. She couldn't resist any longer and pulled me close, suddenly my entire penis was inside her vagina. She let out a satisfied scream. I started to slowly thrust in and out, so I could feel her vaginal response. To be honest, my penis is just average. When I had sex with my wife, I always felt her vagina was very wide, and I always thought it was because mine was too small. But this woman's vaginal opening was very small, and the inside was just as tight.
(Later I found out she also had a child via C-section, just to avoid vaginal laxity.) My penis could feel her vagina contracting rhythmically inside me, and I almost ejaculated several times. (But I'm not bragging, I really can control when I ejaculate, so in the past, every time I had sex with my wife, she would beg me to stop before I ejaculated. This time, although she didn't beg me...)
But then I checked the time (more than two hours). I gradually increased my speed and force, each time penetrating deeply into the very depths of her vagina, feeling as if I were hitting her cervix. Each time I reached the deepest point, she screamed, her body arching upwards. I looked down at my penis—my God, it looked like it had just been taken out of a yogurt container.
A lot of thick, milky-white liquid stuck to my penis. We changed positions several times, and finally, I was so tired, sweat pouring down my body, that I ejaculated during her climax. When I ejaculated, I felt my glans was very hot; it seemed like she had also reached orgasm. The sheets were soaked. She held me tightly; I could tell she was exhausted too. We fell asleep like that. When we woke up, it was almost 7 o'clock. We tidied up quickly and went to eat together. She kept smiling; I knew she was very content, and I also knew she wouldn't be leaving me anytime soon!
And so our relationship has continued until now. But to be honest, I'm really starting to feel overwhelmed. Her desires are incredibly strong; she wants to have sex every single day. And every time, she produces so much vaginal fluid that soaks the sheets. I enjoy it nonetheless. Sometimes I think people are really strange. No matter what you do, you get tired or bored eventually, but when it comes to sex, no one is willing to do it because they're tired or bored, especially with a beautiful woman. That's why they say, "To die under a peony is to die a romantic death!"
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