My Fifth Single Life (Part 1)

A few days ago, a woman added me online. I didn't pay much attention and just added her because I was busy and didn't notice her. We didn't talk until noon, and she finally initiated the conversation.

During our chat, I learned she was a local and worked for a foreign company. Since our conversations weren't always within the SM community, I didn't think much of it and just chatted about all sorts of things. Later, I sensed she might be a little lonely, and I thought I should try to have a fling, so I took the initiative.

Sure enough, she didn't refuse, and we eventually shared our figures and phone numbers. She was 30 years old, 165cm tall, and weighed 120kg, slightly plump, but I thought she was pretty good.

Because I had a long lunch break, we decided to meet. It happened to be her day off, so she agreed to let me meet her at the entrance of her apartment complex.

I quickly arrived at the complex and called her. She answered before the call even started, so she seemed quite excited. I told her my exact location, and she told me to turn around and look to my right. A woman wearing a mid-length gauze skirt and shorts was standing about 20 meters behind me.

So we walked together. She had a parasol, which partially obscured her body from a distance, so I couldn't see her face clearly. Only when we got closer could I see that she was slightly above average in looks, with a fairly well-proportioned figure. What really caught my eye was her breasts, at least a C-cup. Because the neckline of her dress was low, I could see the deep cleavage formed by her bra.

We chatted for a bit on the roadside, and she gently asked if I wanted to come upstairs.

I thought this was a hint, but I still deliberately remained reserved. "Is it convenient?"

"It's fine, usually no one's home at noon."

Hearing this, I felt more at ease, but I was still worried about safety, so I kept an eye on my surroundings as we walked. It was a very quiet, gated community, very clean and elegant.

When we arrived at her door, she unlocked it. I secretly looked left and right, but didn't see anyone suspicious, which reassured me a lot.

Upon entering, I saw a neat and spacious living room. The genuine warmth of a family home made me feel much more at ease. After changing my shoes, she poured me a glass of water and sat down on the sofa.

We looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze from that moment on.
Our bodies seemed drawn together, and I pulled her into my arms. She leaned against my shoulder, and I gently stroked her body, listening to her slow, rapid breathing. After a while, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, stroking her back, and slowly slipping it into her pants.

She couldn't help but moan, whispering in my ear, "Shall we go inside?" I said okay.

She got up, locked the security door, and pulled me into the inner room, hugging me tightly again. I reached out and caressed her breasts.
"Are they big?" she asked.

"Yes, really big," I kneaded them forcefully, eliciting a soft moan from her with her eyes closed. She hugged me tighter and kissed me. "Will you wear a condom?"

I knew what was coming, so I said yes. She went to the bedside, took out a condom, placed it on the bedside table, and sat down on the edge of the bed. I sat down with her, continuing to hug, kiss, and caress her.
She willingly took off her pants and skirt, leaving only her underwear, and let me suck her nipples. She even told me to bite hard, and I obliged. After a while, I asked her to give me some too. So she let me take off my pants and began to suckle vigorously on my genitals, her warm mouth transmitting her body heat to every corner of my body.

I groaned with excitement, my body swelling with desire. I didn't tell her what to do, where to lick, or how to make a man feel better, and she did everything I said. Later, I told her how to masturbate without it being too disgusting, and she did as I instructed, lying on her back on the edge of the bed with her head tilted back so I could thrust into her forcefully. However, since it was her first time, she couldn't take it after a few thrusts, but she promised to practice and get used to it.

Then we went back to bed, and she lay down and let me suck her nipples, telling me to be forceful and rough. At this point, I gradually realized she might be a submissive, so I began to treat her like one.

I roughly and forcefully rubbed her breasts, and deliberately used force when I sucked on them. She didn't resist; instead, she deliberately responded, moaning and saying how good it felt, how much she loved the feeling of being raped.

I also verbally aroused her, asking if she wanted me to tie her up. She said yes. I said I'd tie her up and let a man rape her, which excited her even more.
So I pressed my entire body against hers, pinning her arms to the bed to keep her still, while continuing to bite her. Her moans grew increasingly frantic, so frantic that I feared her upstairs neighbors might hear.

After a while, she again reached for my hands and began to rub her breasts forcefully. It was clear she really enjoyed the stimulation; her breasts were firm and elastic, obviously from a woman who had never breastfed. Later conversations confirmed my suspicions.

I roughly ripped off her panties, revealing that they were already partially wet. Perhaps to experience the feeling of being forced, she deliberately closed her legs.

I forcefully spread them apart, using my legs to separate hers. She deliberately twisted her body, mimicking the pain of being raped, which only fueled my desire to conquer her.

I kept cursing her, calling her a "slut," and occasionally asking, "Aren't you slutty? Aren't you lewd? Tell me, aren't you lewd?"
She hummed in response. Finally, I thrust myself into her. She hugged me as if relieved.
Unexpectedly, after only a few thrusts, she pushed me away and asked to be on top. I was happy to have some peace and quiet, so I rolled over and she straddled me. I gently guided her in, then sat down completely. I could feel the glans sliding inside her, the warm, moist feeling of her vagina tightly enveloping me. She grabbed my hands and made me continue to rub her breasts.

As I rubbed, I also flicked them repeatedly with my index finger, which drove her wild again. She twisted her body repeatedly, making my penis churn inside her, and the external stimulation of her breasts made her even more excited. Soon, she reached orgasm.
Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed, letting me continue on top. Stimulated by the intense contractions of her vagina during her orgasm, I too had reached my peak of excitement. I carefully controlled the rhythm, not fast, but thrusting all the way in each time, making her scream with excitement, as if she couldn't bear the feeling. Her body tried to pull away as I penetrated her, but I held her down, not letting her escape, and continued to thrust forcefully to the very end each time.

She cried out excitedly, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, please stop me, darling."

I didn't care about that, and finally sped up, and she moaned loudly in rhythm with me. In the end, we reached orgasm together.

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