Name is May. 43 years old. Body shape is on the plump side. About 167. Short hair. Round face. Smiles quite well. I’m not a normal-looking person.
The first time I saw her, I was thinking nothing of her, she looked too much like a good woman.
She doesn’t usually work for me. She’s just responsible for getting the month’s accounts done.
Usually comes around 3 to 5 days a month, so after about 2 months of this, she and I were talking on occasion. But mostly normal topics.
Knew her lover was a division-level cadre. A bit of power. I had an idea about her when a friend of mine had something to do. It happened to be in her lover’s hands.
I’ll just go to May. Asked her if she could help. She said yes. Not long after that, the thing was really done.
My friend was quite happy, saying that I was in the entertainment industry and knew a lot of people with access. He also took 5,000 to 6,000 dollars worth of gifts and told me to give them away.
So I called May. She was home alone. So I rushed over there with it. When I got to her house. I saw that I was carrying a lot of gifts.
She even said, “What are you doing? I said nothing more than thanking her for her help or something like that. She poured a cup of tea and I sat there for a while.
Something’s come up and I’m leaving. She said, “I’ll keep the stuff. Take the two cigarettes with you. Her lover was a non-smoker. He took the cigarettes and gave them to me, and of course I excused myself, in courtesy.
I was shocked when I touched her breasts. She didn’t react, but just looked at me. I didn’t push the issue, so I took my cigarettes and excused myself.
I came back and called my friend and asked him to come and get the cigarettes. My friend said he wouldn’t take them back. He let me have two Chinese cigarettes for nothing.
At night, I just kept thinking. This woman seems to be unsympathetic as well. But I don’t know, where to start.
At least they are people of status. If you can’t eat, it’s a problem. At that time, I was attracted to middle-aged women.
The thought of her ample breasts excited me to no end. Just thought, let’s try it and forget it if it doesn’t work.
So after half a month, we also met in the middle, I want to say a few times to invite her to dinner, I do not know why, the words can not say.
Almost 20 days or so passed. One day, in the evening. I finally got up the courage to call her and invite her to dinner with his lover.
She said on the phone that his lover rarely eats at home. He mostly socializes outside. I said, “Then come over if it’s convenient for you.
She thought for a while and said, go there? I said to XX hotel, how. She said yes. And asked me to wait for her in the hotel lobby. I even said yes, immediately rushed over.
When I got to the hotel, I went and booked a private room and came back to the lobby to wait for her. It wasn’t long before she called. I greeted her.
She seemed to have deliberately dressed up to account for the time, it was July. She wore a short-sleeved white silk blouse and a black skirt. The more you look at it, the more flavorful it becomes.
I said, go up to the second floor, so I came with her to the private room. , I asked her to order, she ordered a few dishes, quite exquisite, look out. Is a study of food.
Asked for a drink, or a fruit juice. She said whatever. I asked for a bottle of Yunnan Red. We ate and talked. Before the food was finished, the wine had already drunk a bottle. In want two bottles.
She didn’t say anything, either. Only told me that she usually, does not drink alcohol, today makes an exception. I quickly said, thank you, thank you. By the time the dishes were finished. The wine was almost gone.
She blushed slightly. Both eyes looked straight at me. I was also dumbfounded, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to say.
Luckily, I have a quick wit. I said, “Sister, you’ve had a little too much to drink, why don’t you come and sit on the sofa. I helped her to the sofa.
Of course it was a tight grip on the Lord’s hand, and I was testing her at the food, and as soon as she sat down she said, I was a little drunk.
Just leaned obediently on my shoulder. I realized that if I didn’t do it at this point, then I had come for nothing. So I touched her forehead and face. Said, yeah.
It was pretty hot. She didn’t say anything, so I put my arm around her waist. Took her in my arms. Stroke her hair.
To her mouth and kissed up, she instinctively said, what are you going to do ah. I didn’t care and just kissed him hard on the lips and she sighed and let me.
I was sucking on her tongue when she pushed me out of the way and said the door was unsecured. I hurriedly put the door safety on.
I went back to the couch and kissed her again, she was visibly excited. My tongue was giving me some pain from sucking on it.
I put one arm around her and one hand went to her back and unhooked her bra. And then, it was time to start holding and feeling her breasts and nipples.
Her gasps were getting more and more urgent. I then put her on the couch and lifted up her blouse. Her breasts were so big with dark black nipples. It had gotten bigger.
I got on my back and kissed tenderly. One hand went up her skirt and felt around. She was already a little wet down there, not a lot of water yet.
I found the little bean and lightly touched her, she started to moan loudly and put her hand underneath me as well. Touching my dick through my pants.
I said, get a room. She said, no, no. Come on, kiss me. It seems. She was lost in lust. My sexual experience at this point is not at the school level anymore.
I knew I couldn’t rush it, it was better if I teased her. I then took her top off, I like her to make love to me in a skirt. I suddenly had this thought.
I leaned down and kissed her nipples now. I have a peculiar sexual interest in women’s nipples, especially the big ones.
She was touching my dick through my pants. And started undoing my belt. I also started kissing her armpits. Her armpit hair wasn’t very thick, and along the way I kissed her belly.
Folks, keep in mind. Some women’s bellybuttons are also very, very sensitive. When my tongue was swirling around her belly button, she humanly shivered.
Started using my legs to pull my pants down to my calves. Harder in the grip on my dick. My tongue began to run alongside her pussy. She gasped and said, don’t kiss there.
I looked up at her and said you haven’t tried it. I’ll make you fly with pleasure. She didn’t say anything, but clamped her legs tight.
I wasn’t in a hurry, my tongue kissed her groin first. Before long, her legs slowly opened. I took a serious look at her pussy.
The labia majora were unusually plump. The labia minora are also fat and quite dark. There wasn’t a lot of pubic hair. I gently clicked her clit with my tongue and her body contracted violently.
I was holding her labia and she grabbed my hand and was gasping for air. I just kissed tenderly and she said, “I can’t. You put it closer. I ignored her.
Kissed her clit instead.
Just for a moment, her person almost sat up. Her orgasm was approaching. I slowed down the pace. For a middle-aged woman, we mustn’t try to have a quickie. To conquer her physically, we need to stimulate her primal instincts.
My tongue then swam over her pussy. Letting her sexual arousal slowly build. Before coming in a big burst.
I started trying to kiss her perineum. And anus. She was moaning loudly. The reaction was especially strong as my tongue swirled around her anus.
And so it went, week after week of kissing. She was beginning to fall into sexual pleasure. Creamy bodily fluids were oozing out in abundance. There was a strange sound.
Like howling. I knew it was time to make her explode. Just took her clit and kissed it hard. Sure enough, she let out a yelp and her whole body sat up and lay down again.
I stopped. Looking at her, eyes closed, breathing heavily. A look of intoxication. The bodily fluids were running down the base of her thighs and onto her skirt. It was wet.
After a short while, she looked back at me. I said. Let’s get real.
I pulled down my own pants and pressed myself against her. She started panting again. I was kissing her ear while my hand was stroking her wet pussy. She was getting anxious.
One grip on my dick. Straight to the mouth of my vagina. I didn’t push back and adjusted my position. It went in in one go. She gave a contented cry of, oh.
I started with a gentle twitch. Too much lingering at the vaginal opening. Grinding away. It was only a moment before I heard her say, faster, okay? And I sped up.
I found that the faster I went the more excited she became. I kept the pace under control. She held the main my back with her hands. She kept urging me to go faster. I also satisfied her request.
The frequency of the thrusts, very fast. After a short while. I felt like I was going to cum myself. To have to adjust the rhythm. She realized. Said, “Don’t. I’m almost there.
I took a deep breath. It continued, her legs stretching, she was getting close. I thrust for a while. Only to feel her pussy contracting, swallowing, enveloping my dick.
Watching her contorted face, and oblivious screams, I finally cum.
Since then, we have had many sexual exchanges. Later, for fear of accidents, we did not communicate with each other, but only occasionally talked on the phone.