My Fourth Single Life (Part Two)

When we met again, I specifically chose a family-run hotel, hoping the cozy, home-like environment would help her relax. Unfortunately, the weather turned bad, and it started raining heavily. But how could a lonely heart and soul give up the pursuit of pleasure because of a little rain? I braved

the rain to book a room and wait for her. Due to an unexpected event, she was delayed for an hour. When I finally saw her with an umbrella,

I was incredibly excited. She was shivering when she entered, and I immediately hugged her tightly. At that moment, I didn't know if it was from the cold or excitement, but as I held her close, I thought I heard a faint moan coming from deep within her throat.

Today, she was wearing a black dress made of incredibly soft silk. Just touching it, I could feel the elasticity of her skin. Her D-cup breasts pressed tightly against my chest, and the pressure made her cleavage appear even deeper.

I couldn't help but bury my face in her chest to kiss her, but she pushed me away. She smiled, put down her bag, and took out a tissue to wipe the rainwater from her calves. Her high-heeled sandals were soaked, and because of the low temperature, her feet looked even whiter.
Watching her rounded buttocks accentuate as she bent over to take off her shoes, my desire grew stronger. I secretly decided that I must experience what it felt like to be behind her today.

She was still uncomfortable undressing in front of me, so she went to the bathroom to shower by herself. Unexpectedly, she came out wearing her wet dress again, simply because she was embarrassed to let me see her body directly.

I looked at her helplessly and smiled. She acted like a little woman, coaxing me not to laugh. I thought to myself, mature women also crave a man's affection and long to be pampered under a man's shoulder. I pulled her into the covers, took off her dress under the covers, and then held her to warm her up.
The saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust," and women are no exception. Once her body warmed up, her hands began to wander. I simply took off my clothes and crawled into bed with her, unhooking her bra to once more enjoy the sight of her breasts, letting my face linger in their valleys.

My hands had already slipped restlessly inside her panties. Mature women are probably more sensitive to stimulation; at least, that's how it has been for me. She started moaning as soon as my hand entered, and when I touched that moist, soft spot, she involuntarily opened her mouth.

I kissed her, and she responded passionately, her body writhing like a snake. The feeling of being enveloped by a warm, soft snake was indescribably wonderful. I encouraged her to give me oral sex, and she understood, retreating. So I lay back, enjoying this supreme service—the most primal and utter pleasure imaginable.
My desire swelled with each dance of her tongue, and when it felt it could swell no more, I prepared to put my plan into action. I sat up, but she seemed not to understand, still holding me tightly.

I gently pushed her away, gesturing for her to kneel by the bed. Then I got off the bed and stood behind her, asking where the lubricant was. She said it was in her bag, so I took it out and helped her take off her underwear. She seemed to understand my intention, showing some resistance, but not outright refusal.

After some effort, I finally entered her. She said it hurt a little but was also very exciting; she had never experienced anything like this before, and it gave her a very special feeling.

Each time I swelled, she let out an extremely excited moan—a flamboyant and unrestrained moan, the kind of sound you don't hear in normal sex.

I was amazed by a woman's potential. She was usually a very dignified woman; I never expected her to be like this… I began, each time met with her extreme cooperation. The confined space provided even more intense friction and pleasure. It wasn't long, but the pleasure was boundless.

Seeing the flowing images, it felt as if this was the most lewd thing in the world, and a sense of guilt welled up in my heart, mixed with an indescribable excitement.
Returning the favor, after resting for a bit, I started giving it to her. With the groundwork and teasing from before, she came easily, again and again. The sound of rain outside the window mingled with her cries, her face contorted with extreme excitement, and the waves of pleasure emanating from her body. All of this made up one of the happiest things in life.
Most mature women are like this; once they give themselves to you, they often give you everything. Our daily chats made us more familiar with each other, and I suggested that she accompany me on an outdoor adventure. She was a little hesitant, but she eventually agreed, and we brainstormed ideas together to consider where would be suitable.
Because we couldn't find a suitable spot in the bustling city center during the day, we chose to go in the evening. However, in summer, it gets dark very late; even past 7 pm, it was still quite light. When I got near her house, I realized the place she had suggested wasn't suitable, so we had to continue searching for another place, with her following me at a distance.

Luckily, we found a quiet spot. I never expected such a secluded place right next to a busy road. It was the backyard of a government-owned enterprise. Because it was under renovation, the fence hadn't been built yet, and the yard was full of large trees and bushes. A quiet path led deep into the yard, and since everyone had left work, it was exceptionally quiet.

I walked and stood on the path for a while, and seeing that no one was paying attention, I quietly pretended to make a phone call and went inside. The further I went, the darker it became. I was secretly pleased that God had given us such a wonderful environment.

After a while, she followed me in. I chose a fork in the road so I could clearly see the entrance outside. Then I gently unzipped my pants, and she, understanding my intention, knelt down. The tension and excitement of being outdoors accelerated the arrival of pleasure, and I quickly reached a state of ecstasy.

I lowered my head and told her I wanted her. At first, she said it was too much trouble, but she couldn't resist my insistence. She quickly turned around, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her underwear. I was already prepared for her bending over. With the stimulation from her mouth, I couldn't hold back quickly after penetration. However, she didn't blame me and even turned around to lick me.

I gave her some tissues to wipe herself, and she said it was okay, telling me that she had specially placed panty liners before leaving, which touched me deeply. Because we were worried about someone coming, we parted hastily. My first time outdoors was unforgettable.
We went there a few more times after that. Once, we were almost discovered by the old night watchman, but our desires drove us to continue. After the old man left, we ventured a little deeper and eventually finished.

However, it seemed that being outdoors satisfied me more. Because of the tension and excitement, each time it didn't last very long, and she was also very scared, especially after that time when we were almost discovered. She was trembling with fear, and although I could hear her moans and spasms, I always felt that I wasn't satisfying her enough. So, I stopped asking her to accompany me outdoors as often.
A few days later, her lonely body could no longer bear the torment of desire. Having experienced the pleasure of orgasm, she became much more proactive than before. Considering that going to a hotel was unsafe and time-consuming, she suggested I come to her home. However, she lived with her mother, which made me a little worried.

She said her mother was in poor health, never exercised on her own, and never came to her room. I asked how she would introduce me. She said, "I'll fix your computer." I thought this was a good idea, so I went out, took a taxi, and went straight to her house.
She was already waiting for me at the door. Without further ado, I followed her inside. Not seeing her mother reassured me considerably. We went straight upstairs to her room; her computer was in the bedroom, no wonder she was so confident.

I sat on the chair in front of her computer, spread my legs, and pulled my pants down to my knees to spread them as wide as possible. She understood and squatted down in front of me.

After a while, she seemed to want to sit on top of me. At first, she refused; she didn't like the woman-on-top position. But after my insistence, she finally agreed.

Although the air conditioning was on, it wasn't very effective because her room was large, and she was a little hot. She suggested taking off her skirt, but considering the safety of the house, I suggested she keep it on.

She said it was fine and eventually took it off. She wasn't wearing a bra, and as soon as the skirt was off, two enormous… breasts were revealed. At such close range, I didn't hesitate to press against them, eliciting a moan from her.

Because I was concerned that my home wasn't very safe, I left quickly after we did it once. Although she was very reluctant to leave, I didn't want to cause trouble for myself or her, since it was in her home and the possibility of harming her was greater.

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