mature woman and young man

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A while ago, I had a disagreement with my husband due to a relationship crisis, so we were separated and in a cold war. We contacted each other much less, and I suddenly felt very empty. Although I had more free time, I also found myself feeling bored and lonely more often.

About six months ago, I met a guy five years younger than me who had just graduated (hehe, maybe not young for some people, since he's already 20). At the time, I genuinely treated him like a younger brother. And during my cold war with my boyfriend… It just so happened that the young man started contacting me. In fact, when he learned that I was in the middle of a cold war with my boyfriend, he would often call me late at night for long chats, which helped me pass the time. At first, we only talked about trivial things, but gradually, we started joking around. Occasionally, he would invite me to dinner. However, since he was just a college student and didn't earn money yet, most of the time I was the one paying for his meals. Plus, I'm five years older than him, so I basically treated him like a younger brother. There's no reason for a younger brother to treat his older sister to dinner. One night, however, he insisted on treating me to dinner… Afterwards, he drove me home. On the way, we passed some parks and saw many couples cuddling and kissing in the shadows, which made him itch with desire. He even turned around to stare at scantily clad women. He also kept peeking at a couple kissing and caressing, earning him glares and comments like, "What are you looking at? Can't you enjoy your own girl?" It made me feel embarrassed. We walked back to my place, and as we walked, he quietly put his arm around my waist, saying, "It's too messy here. If a guy puts his arm around you in the park at night, no one will want to take advantage of you." That was his excuse. He held me tighter and tighter around the waist, showering me with compliments about how beautiful I was and how great my figure was, making me feel like he was my boyfriend. Eventually, I succumbed to his charms; even the slightest compliment made me lose my senses. Later, as we approached my door, and he was about to take me home, he suddenly asked, "Sister, are you and your boyfriend at the point of 'home run'?" He even took the opportunity to pull me up onto the thigh, mimicking a standing sex position. At that moment, I was suddenly overwhelmed by his actions. I had been feeling a bit lonely and unsure what to do that night.

Hearing his question, I suddenly felt a surge of mischievousness and replied, "It's not just a home run, several people have already scored on home plate!" With that, I playfully nudged his penis with my pubic mound. Sure enough, he was stunned by my bold answer and actions, momentarily speechless, his face turning red to his ears. I felt quite pleased with myself. After a while, he finally stammered, "You really are a mature woman, very experienced. I've never even reached second base, let alone home plate." I playfully retorted, "What mature woman? How old am I? Don't label me like that." And so, our playful banter continued unnoticed until he... He actually followed me into my place. Since I rent a suite, we could only sit on the bed and chat. I felt he kept glancing at what was under my short skirt. "Hey, where are you looking!" He quickly looked away. I even felt he had seen my underwear. Although I said it, my body seemed to have some kind of expectation of being violated. I could even feel some discharge coming from my vagina. He finally mustered up the courage to say, "Sis, I have no sexual experience. I'm so envious of your rich experience. Can you teach me..." "What! Kid, you're thinking too much! I've only had two or three boyfriends, okay?" I said, "If you don't have experience, just get a girlfriend!" He said, "But I really like you now, sis!" I said, "You're five years younger than me. Don't dream of eating a swan."

After I finished speaking, I kicked my slipper off my foot and aimed it at him, hitting him right in the crotch. I wasn't sitting properly, and the force of the kick caused me to fall backward slightly. Unexpectedly, the little boy's crotch, which I had just kicked, didn't even cry out. What's worse, as I fell backward, he pressed down on me, pinning me beneath him. He even lifted my hands above my head and pinned them to the edge of the bed. Taking advantage of my momentary inability to resist, he began kissing me. I absolutely never imagined that I would be pinned down and kissed by a boy five years younger than me. I've always just treated him like a little brother. I could feel my skirt being lifted up, my legs spread apart, and even his hands roaming over my chest and genitals. He held my hands down with one hand and spread my legs with the other, his body still pressing against me, continuing to kiss me. All I could do was make "ooh, ooh" sounds. Even through my underwear, I could feel his penis was erect and hard, pressing against the entrance of my genitals. A very strange feeling filled me. Once he got his hands on me, he didn't stop, caressing my body while kissing my lips, saying, "Just now, I lifted your thighs at the door and pressed my penis against your pussy, and I felt so excited." I thought to myself, "If this continues, I'm definitely going to be 'fucked' by this little boy." This feeling was a mixture of surprise, guilt, and a kind of violating excitement. At this moment, a little virgin was pressing against me, kissing me without any restraint, and his penis was clearly fully erect. I felt that if this continued, he would definitely have a relationship with me beyond friendship. Just then, I... Just as I was at a loss, his tongue left my mouth and began to move to my most sensitive spots, such as my ears and neck. These spots are my Achilles' heel; if a man keeps kissing them, I almost always surrender and let him do as he pleases. Later, his tongue continued to move to my armpits and started licking them. Because my hands were pinned down by him and his tongue was sliding under my armpits, it felt both itchy and slippery. At this moment, my vagina opened and released love juice. Even through my underwear, I could still feel his lower body rhythmically thrusting against me. Oh my god! I felt like it was real sex, and I couldn't help but moan. I felt completely drained, only my mouth could still moan. Seeing his strategy had worked and I was completely succumbing to his charm, the young man awkwardly began to undress me. He took off my shirt and pulled down my denim shorts, leaving me only in underwear covering my private parts. I could only lie on the bed, letting things unfold. It was his first time being so close to a girl wearing only underwear, and his hands trembled as he tiptoed towards my private parts, hesitating to take it any further. He seemed unable to muster the courage to remove my underwear. Having had several boyfriends and sexual experience, I felt even more uncomfortable from his groping and touching. If it were any other guy, my body would have been completely aroused by now, but he was still just tickling me through my underwear. I had to take the initiative; after all, he was just a young, inexperienced 18-year-old. "You hurt my breasts, you squeezed too hard!" I groaned. Hearing this, I immediately pulled my hand back and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Then I sat blankly on the edge of the bed. I could only say plaintively, "Then hurry up and take off your bra to see if I'm hurt anywhere." He hesitated for a moment, but I caught a glimpse of his penis, already erect in his pants. I had no choice but to sit up, turn around, and face away from him, and then slowly take off my bra. As my bra came off, my breasts were immediately exposed. I deliberately turned my back to him, examining my breasts, looking them over and touching them. At that moment, I felt like I was being watched, and I heard him swallowing repeatedly. "Sis, let me check you, okay?" he said, swallowing between saliva. Then he wrapped his arms around me from behind and started kissing my back. I trembled all over from the kisses, lewdly laughing, and fell back onto the bed. This time, I rolled over, my trembling breasts facing him. He also pulled me down at the same time. When I rolled over, his eyes were no more than 5 inches from my breasts. At a distance of centimeters, his eyes widened as if he had seen something, and his male instincts were aroused again. He grabbed my breasts and instinctively began to lick them, from the cleavage to the nipples. After licking one side, he switched to the other, until my breasts were surrounded by his saliva, making me incredibly itchy. Only then did he begin to suckle my nipples. Because I hadn't tasted a man's touch in so long, I seemed eager to indulge myself, so I lay there moaning. He saw that I was almost completely aroused, and his hands were ready to strike. He grabbed my underwear belt and roughly ripped off my last line of defense—my underwear. As he pulled it off, his eyes were like those of a raging beast, staring intently at my vulva. I felt incredibly shy under his gaze, and my vulva involuntarily contracted. But to him, this contraction and expansion only excited him more. "Sis, I've never seen a woman's private parts before! You're the first I've ever seen one!" "Sis! Is this a woman's pussy?" "Sis, your pussy is so slippery and wet!"

"Did you pee?"

His question made me so embarrassed I wanted to disappear. I said, "Girls' vaginas, when a guy touches them, they all do this." I deliberately covered the opening with my hand. He immediately pulled my hand away and reached out with his other hand, using his fingers to pry open my labia majora. Finally, he saw the opening of my vagina. Due to excessive excitement, the opening was opening and closing, and my vaginal fluid was flowing out. At that moment, just lying there imagining my wanton little hole being lecherously stared at by a young boy almost made me orgasm. My legs were practically weak and I couldn't close them. I could only close my eyes and let him continue playing with my vagina. I even started pinching my own breasts. He wasn't satisfied with just looking, so he used his fingers to pry open the labia minora inside my labia majora, making the opening wide even more obvious. He was like an A... Like the male actors in the film, he would tease my clitoris with his fingers, then insert them into my vagina. I was lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide, my private parts wet and open, letting him play with and manipulate me. My vagina felt like his toy. I could feel his breathing becoming more and more rapid. Then, he quickly took off his pants and jumped onto the bed like a wild animal, pinning me down and forcibly holding me. He spread my legs even wider, almost into a split, my vagina wide open, facing him. He then used his already erect penis to penetrate my vagina. I had dated two or three men... All my boyfriends were experienced veterans; they would start with a little flirting before making love. None of them had ever played with my vagina like this young man. He started by undressing me and playing with my vagina until I was almost weak in the knees before finally thrusting his penis into me. This gave me a mix of novelty and guilt about "eating a child," creating a strange excitement. Before I knew it, my vagina was overflowing with fluids. His hard penis, though thrusting in suddenly and roughly due to his inexperience, didn't cause any dryness or pain because of the abundant fluids. And so, because of a cold war with my current boyfriend, I was now naked, being fucked by a young man, and experiencing his first "virginity."

Perhaps because it was his first time penetrating a woman's vagina, he was about to ejaculate quickly. Before ejaculating, he held me tightly, not letting me move an inch. I knew this was a sign that a man was about to ejaculate. As he held me tightly, I moaned and cried out, "Oh! Oh! You're going to ejaculate, pull your penis out of my vagina quickly, don't ejaculate inside!" The boy ignored me and continued to penetrate me, saying, "Sister, it feels so good to have my penis squeezed by your vagina, ten times better than masturbating! Sister, it feels so good, I can't pull my penis out!" After saying that, he continued to penetrate me vigorously. I could feel his penis swelling and getting harder and harder, and his expression became more and more stiff and red. I knew that if I didn't pull it out, he would ejaculate inside my vagina. "Quickly... hurry up and pull it out!" I even started to push him away, but because I wasn't as strong as him, I was actually pushed away. Finally, as he held me tighter, I felt his glans swell inside my vagina, and then a stream of warm liquid shot out, scalding my cervix. With each thrust, more warm liquid continued to gush out, scalding my cervix. He ejaculated, releasing his first load of semen deep inside my vagina. After he finished, he gradually loosened his grip on me, and I resigned myself to the loss of his semen. Because he ejaculated so quickly, although I felt pleasure, I didn't reach my climax and felt a sense of emptiness and regret. So, after he ejaculated inside me, while his penis was still warm inside, I became incredibly aroused. I curled my legs around his hips, opening my vagina wide, and thrust upwards with all my might. Each time I thrust upwards, I could feel the hardness of his glans softening.

After thrusting dozens of times, I finally ran out of energy, and his penis completely softened. Semen mixed with vaginal fluid flowed out of my vagina, smearing my pubic hair. His penis slid out of my vagina along with the vaginal fluid and semen. I finally slid my legs off his buttocks, panting heavily...

Later that night, he slept at my place. I barely slept that night because young people have good stamina. Throughout the night, he continued to have sex with me two or three more times, and each time it lasted longer and longer. Each time he ejaculated inside me. Later, I don't even know how many orgasms I had. I simply didn't bother to clean my vagina because I didn't know if he would get aroused again that night and wake me up to "do it." The next day when I went to work, my legs seemed to have become bow-legged. However, I quickly made up with Lagong and started refusing to see him. After he found out about the situation, he seemed very lonely. Occasionally, I would gently reject his calls because momentary passion cannot last. We are five years apart in age, with different physical strengths and different views. Making love for one night seems romantic, but being together for a long time doesn't seem good. I think I hurt another guy's heart. However, I think I was passively accepting it at the time. It should be his fault!

Besides, he was the one who got pleasure from him. I shouldn't care too much about that young guy's feelings!

However, a series of developments followed between him and me after that…

[The End]

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