Mature woman Sister Yun

Sakura's tragic death deeply affected me. Although my lustful nature wouldn't change, people are still emotional. For the next six months, I refrained from pursuing other women, a kind of tribute to Sakura. At the time, I was using an old pager, intending it as a way to escape from difficult women, but unexpectedly, I encountered the genuine Sakura, which left me deeply moved. After that, whenever I met a woman I liked, I never lied to her again; perhaps that would give me more peace of mind. Another year passed in the blink of an eye. In 1995, I turned 32, and this year was quite fruitful. At the beginning of the year, I bought a series of books called "Warnings to Chinese Men and Women." Some of the principles in it were very convincing. Theoretically, I learned some techniques for conquering women, especially mature women. That is, when communicating with a woman, first probe her feelings about her married life. If she feels her marriage is bland and craves passion, then entice her to seek passion; if her love life is good, then stop and don't bother. This way, you can eliminate impossible targets, and the remaining ones have a high success rate. The biggest obstacle I encountered in my pursuit of women was the lack of a place to make love, which caused me to miss many opportunities to possess them. This year, I finally had a turning point. An old classmate of mine, a tour guide, shared the same hobby as me, but his methods differed. He preferred prostitutes, finding seduction too time-consuming and energy-draining; prostitution was much simpler, and he needed to earn money anyway. Although he rented an apartment in the city center, he rarely stayed there because he frequently led tour groups. I asked him for the room key, and from then on, his room became my hideout.

I had long noticed a dance hall across from my house near the stadium, and it was very popular, with bicycles parked outside during dances. However, because it was so close to home, I had never dared to go in. One afternoon, while my wife was away on a business trip, I finally couldn't resist and quietly slipped into the dance hall. The dance hall was large, but also crowded, and with so many people, there were bound to be many targets, which made me quite happy. My first visit to this dance hall was fruitful; I met Xiaoyun, a young woman two years older than me. Xiaoyun was a waitress at the machine tool factory's guesthouse, with short, ear-length hair, and looked very energetic. She had a well-proportioned figure and full breasts, something I'd already experienced at the dance hall. I won't go into the details of how I met Xiaoyun, but the methods were similar to before. I gave her my pager number and we agreed to contact each other during work hours. The next day, Xiaoyun paged me. I was out on business in the company car and didn't have my cell phone, so I called her back late. Perhaps because it was the first time she'd paged me, she felt embarrassed and was very unhappy. It took me a long time to explain before she calmed down. One Saturday, I called her and asked her to meet me after dinner. This time, she was wearing a dark-colored outfit, the clothes tight, which accentuated her high breasts, making her curves particularly beautiful. After we met, I naturally took her to the "palace." My old classmate had just rented the "palace," and it was empty inside, without any facilities. There was a bundle of planks piled on the floor, probably intended by a friend to make some simple furniture. Xiaoyun and I were both afraid of running into acquaintances while wandering around outside, but despite the poor conditions, she still preferred to stay inside with me. We sat on the wooden planks chatting. She said the guesthouse wasn't doing well, but her younger brother was a big businessman, so she partnered with him and they'd made some money. She complained about her husband's incompetence, saying he couldn't make money and spent all his time gambling, showing her disappointment in him. While we were talking, I put my arm around her, kissing her occasionally and touching her breasts through her clothes, but she didn't seem to want to be intimate with me. After pulling my hand away, she just kept talking, leaving me feeling frustrated and unable to move forward or back down. We chatted until after 11 p.m., when she said she had to go home and stood up. I felt very unwilling to leave, and the moment she stood up, I pounced on her, hugged her soft body tightly, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her lips passionately. She clenched her teeth to prevent me from putting my tongue in, so I used my erect penis to rub and thrust against her vulva. She was infected by the man's passion and opened her teeth to let my tongue slide in. Our tongues were tightly intertwined. Then, I lifted her tight clothes, spread my hands, and squeezed her two full breasts in my palms, kneading and fondling them to my heart's content. I also put one nipple in my mouth and sucked and licked it wildly. Xiaoyun was panting heavily and gently stroked my hair. Her appearance had both the passion of a woman in heat and the tenderness of an older sister. She looked extremely beautiful. I bent down and reached down, touching her slightly raised, warm, and moist vulva through her pants. Xiaoyun tried to pull my hand away, but failed. She then leaned softly against my back, unable to resist wriggling her hips. I pinched her labia through her pants, feeling how soft her vulva was. I unbuckled her belt, intending to put my hand inside her pants, but she stopped me. So I pulled her pants down to her knees, took out my erect penis, and pressed it against her hairy vulva. Her labia were wet and sticky. I guided the head of my penis with my hand. I gently rubbed her clitoris, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. "Oh...ho..." she gasped slightly, her mouth slightly open, but she didn't make a sound. The stimulation of her clitoris caused her to involuntarily spread her thighs, but her pants above her knees prevented her from doing so. I immediately pulled her pants down to her heels, and as soon as her legs parted, my glans slid between her labia. Xiaoyun's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, and her labia were sticky and slippery. My glans was warm and covered in her secretions. I had previously used the same standing position to have sex with another mature young woman, Sister Mei. I knew what to do, so I bent down, used my hand to guide my penis along her labia and pushed it upwards from behind her vagina. Her hips spread wider, and I felt a heat in my glans as my entire glans entered her vagina. "Ah...ah..." she gasped, involuntarily spreading her legs and lifting her lower body to cooperate with me. Originally, I wanted to have sex with her from behind, but I felt that she didn't seem to want to do it tonight, and I was afraid that she would not cooperate at the last minute, so I had to go with the flow. I pushed upwards again, and most of my penis was inserted into her vagina. Xiaoyun's vagina was so warm and wet. Because of this position, the woman's vagina would grip the penis very tightly, making it difficult for the man to thrust in and out. So I thrust hard into her vagina a few times, and soon all my semen was ejaculated inside her vagina.

After that, I asked Xiaoyun out again. We started by dancing together. I invited my friend Ajie to come along, and Xiaoyun brought a female companion named Qian'er. During the dance, Qian'er was naturally taken care of by Ajie. Qian'er was prettier than Xiaoyun, with a rosy complexion, but not as voluptuous. I really wanted to have sex with her, but with Xiaoyun present, I didn't dare to be overly attentive to Qian'er. I only switched partners during the lights-out dance, holding Qian'er tightly and taking the opportunity to touch her breasts for a while, and pressing my large penis against her vagina through my pants for a while, leaving Qian'er flustered. After the lights-out dance, I saw her face flushed with embarrassment. After the dance, I told Xiaoyun that I had received the book she asked me to buy for her child, and that she would come with me to pick it up later. We then parted ways with Ajie and Qian'er. Ajie was a coward and incompetent, and he didn't end up having sex with Qian'er. I took Xiaoyun to the brothel and fucked her hard on the bed again. Xiaoyun is a very strange woman; she never moans during sex, and she doesn't allow me to take off all my clothes, only lifting my shirt to expose my breasts. Of course, my pants have to be completely off. This time, fucking her was very satisfying. My big cock filled her cunt, thrusting and pounding. Afterwards, she even watched my semen flow from her vaginal opening. Afterwards, Xiaoyun proudly asked me if her breasts were full. I squeezed her breasts and said, "If they weren't full, how could you be my woman? Hehe." Xiaoyun is older than me, and in her eyes, I'm always a younger brother. Perhaps she doesn't feel dependent on me psychologically; she never acts cute towards me. Xiaoyun is also a materialistic woman. After seeing that I wasn't helping her business, she rarely contacted me. She wouldn't come out when I asked her out. Later, her phone number changed, and I switched from a numbered pager to a Chinese pager. Once the pager number changed, we lost contact. To be honest, I only seduced Xiaoyun and slept with her because of her good figure and large breasts. I didn't have any feelings for her, let alone love.

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