That day, we met (Part 3)

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That day, we met (Part 3)
That day, it rained heavily in Chengdu, and the weather was cool, but I felt my heart was burning, especially as I approached her room step by step; I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.
Finally, I arrived at the room door. As I knocked, I was still wondering what our first reaction would be, and what she would look like. You might not believe it, but in the month we've known each other, we've never video chatted or seen each other's photos. But she has seen mine, otherwise she wouldn't have come to see me. Although she says she's just average-looking, I trust my intuition; it's definitely not like that.
The door opened, and I went in. (Sorry, I'm still a little excited while writing this. I need to go have a smoke to calm myself down, because every time I think about that moment of meeting, it's the most exciting time for me ... ). The moment the door closed, I finally saw her.
Her long, beautiful hair was a little damp, showing she had just taken a shower. She had a slender figure and a pretty, delicate face, like a young lady from a modest family. Her face was flushed, and she looked at me with a slightly nervous and shy expression. Her hands were tightly clasped together, and she was too nervous to speak, just looking at me like that.
Seemingly embarrassed by my stare, she blushed and ran to the dressing table, turning her back to me. She gave me a feeling of weakness and about to collapse. I quickly went over and hugged her shoulders tightly, and she leaned into my arms.
Her head was lowered tightly, she didn't dare to look up at me, and she made a series of muffled sounds. I could feel her body trembling, and I knew that she was very emotional.
I gently comforted her, stroking her back to calm her down. After a moment, she looked up at me, her shy expression captivating me. I finally couldn't resist and kissed her soft lips. In that instant, all my worries and anxieties vanished. We held each other tightly, our lips and tongues entwined, unwilling to part.
(Thinking back to that moment again, it felt so wonderful! I'll continue writing after I reminisce for a bit ... )
I started stroking her back down. She was slender, but her buttocks were fleshy and felt wonderful to touch. By the time my hand reached her breasts, she was already soaking wet. She reacted then, trying to grab my hand, but when I asked her why she felt so aroused so quickly, she instantly went limp. She whispered, "I knew you were coming, so I started getting wet." Hearing that, I felt like my penis was about to explode.
I held her tightly, wishing I could merge her with me, and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. She responded with equal fervor, and in that moment, we wished it could last forever. She was completely limp and powerless. I helped her lie down on the bed and removed her soaking wet panties.
Gazing at her overflowing, beautiful, butterfly-shaped vulva, I excitedly kissed it. My actions completely surprised her; she tensed her back and let out a long moan. I tasted her vulva; it was slightly salty, but delicious. My tongue licked and sucked her clitoris, then plunged deep into her vagina, exploring its mysteries. Simultaneously, I enjoyed her continuous moans—a truly blissful experience for me. (Although we had discussed oral sex online before, she didn't expect me to be so natural, giving her oral sex without hesitation, and even sucking her vaginal fluid. She could clearly feel me forcefully sucking her clitoris and vagina, one of her favorite ways of making love, but because her husband didn't like it, she rarely enjoyed it. That's why her reaction was so strong when I kissed her, yet she didn't resist at all.)
After I had been savoring her for about ten minutes, she sat up, and we took off each other's clothes. When I saw her beautiful body, I was stunned. She didn't look like a woman who had given birth at all. Her flat stomach, beautiful breasts, and full, perky buttocks were so attractive and incredibly alluring.
By this time, my penis was already bulging and erect, and her small hand held it on top of it; it felt soft and comfortable. I took out a condom that I had prepared beforehand, and she put it on me herself (because these few days were her fertile period, and she didn't want to take any medication, so for her health, I didn't insist and agreed to have sex with a condom on).
I stood by the bed, she lay flat on it, and I held her waist, slowly inserting myself. When I was fully inside, her eyes closed, her back arched, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, and she let out a satisfied moan. Her voice was like a kitten's, pitiful yet tempting to thrust harder. I released my hands from her waist, grabbed her legs with both hands, spread them apart, and began to thrust, from slow to fast, from shallow to deep, gradually increasing the frequency. Her moans perfectly matched the frequency of my thrusts; when I was fast, her moans were very loud, making me wonder if the next room could hear; when I was slow, they were like a young girl's soft sobs, pitiful. Whether I sped up or slowed down, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or nine deep thrusts followed by one shallow one , she always liked to say I was naughty, making her feel incredibly good, and whenever I heard her say I was naughty, I would get especially excited, liking to thrust into her buttocks with the greatest force, at which point her moans would be the loudest.
After a while, I put her legs on my shoulders, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pressed down hard. At that moment, she said it was so deep, it hit her hard. I pulled out completely with each thrust, then thrust in hard again. (Afterwards, she told me that at that moment, the only part of her body she could feel was her clitoris. That position was her most comfortable position, extremely satisfying, and incredibly stimulating. She felt completely conquered by me—these were her exact words.) At that moment, her moans were the loudest, very lewd, but I especially loved hearing them; it gave me a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
After a while, I sensed she was starting to tire, and her voice was a little hoarse, so I didn't dare continue in that position. I moved her to the middle of the bed, lay on top of her, placed my legs on top of hers, and began thrusting in the traditional position. This was the only position she had mentioned that brought her to orgasm, because it simultaneously rubbed her clitoris, and combined with my thrusting, it gave her double pleasure, which was very comfortable and one of her favorite positions.
I held her tightly, my penis thrusting forcefully into her. She held me back just as tightly, frequently engaging in French kisses, her moans incessant. Even when I sucked on her tongue, I couldn't stop her from making sounds. With my relentless efforts, she finally reached orgasm. When she climaxed, she let out a long moan, as if she was about to lose all sound. At the same time, her vagina became incredibly tight, gripping me very well. I could feel her releasing a lot of fluid at that moment.
After about an hour of making love, she had reached climax several times, and I was almost ready to ejaculate too. When she asked me why I hadn't ejaculated yet, I held her shoulders tightly and began my final thrusts, pounding until she couldn't speak. Finally, I reached my peak, holding her tightly, my penis deep inside her vagina, and I released my first load of the night. We both reached orgasm simultaneously …
To be continued... Please stay tuned...
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