Today I took a break from work in my flat and went straight to my appointment. By the time I got there he was already sitting there waiting for me. I asked for a corn on the cob, two hot wings and a piece of chicken and he asked for something else. We ate and talked about where to go for the afternoon. I said let’s go to the movies, he said there’s not much to see at the movies nowadays, so we could buy a disk and watch it at home, so I guess that’s right.
I said that you accompany me to the store, I want to buy a few pieces of fall clothing, he said that this is very close to the unit, may run into that acquaintance, not good. He said it’s very close to the office and he might run into that acquaintance.
So where are you going with this? I was getting a little upset． He didn’t answer me, he just took a big bite of his burger． When he finished the last bite of his burger and wiped his mouth with a napkin, he came to my ear and said, “I want to make love to you, let’s get a room.” He added, “It’s just after the 4th of July, and the hotels are not crowded, so I’m sure it’ll be fine.” I was so said by him, the blood boiled all of a sudden.
I am a woman with a high sex drive． Since having crazy sex with my first boyfriend, I have never stopped seeking sex. There is no shortage of men around me, they are all very successful and mature men. Now sitting next to me is the younger man who is 10 years younger than me and not much different from my first boyfriend’s age at that time.
Looking at him I can’t help but think of my first boyfriend, and I love that type of boy. I hadn’t wanted to turn him down since the first time I had sex with him, and deep down I still wanted him to have it. But I still acted as if it was rather forced on the surface, and I said something like, “It’s going to be okay.” Then I smiled at him and left with him.
We then got a room at a nearby hotel and spent the entire afternoon until 9pm in the room. We had sex three times in all, slept in, and in between he went out to get a little food. The first time, we started in the bathtub.
As soon as we entered the room he hugged me and started kissing, he was holding me so tightly I was almost breathless. We kissed passionately and I felt a rush of heat from him go straight into me, sucking my tongue firmly into his mouth, and his hands began to roam my body, it went on for about 5 minutes, and when he was about to unbutton my dress I told him let’s take a shower first, and he agreed. He then undid my dress and bra and took off my skirt and panties, kissed me on both nipples and then picked me up and sent me into the shower.
He came in just as I started to wash and it was the first time I had seen him completely naked. The previous times had been in a hurry and he hadn’t even taken his shirt off. This time I got a good look at him, he was very fit, his pecs were well developed, he had a lot of pubic hair, there was a big patch on his belly, it was dark and a bit curly, there was also a cuticle left from an open appendix on his lower right belly, his dick wasn’t very big, it was starting to get a bit aroused, and there was hair on his thighs too. He hugged me as soon as he came in, had both my breasts pressed against his body, and kissed me in my hair, on my forehead, and all over. Then we started the shower. He rubbed soap all over my body, rubbed every inch of my body, and occasionally pinched his fingers on my nipples and probed at my vaginal opening.
After I washed it, he asked me to wash it for him and asked me to touch his penis. I squatted down and rubbed his penis with my hand, at this time I found that his penis was already very hard and hard, and swollen and red, the glans seemed to have a small bean like, I tried to lick it with my tongue, and smelled that there was a fishy smell, this is because I had not yet had time to wash his penis. I felt my blood boiling with the feeling of intense sexual demand, and in one fell swoop I took his dick into my mouth. He was taken aback by my action. I kept moving his dick in and out of my mouth and I could hear him letting out “Ohhhh. Oh.” I heard him making “Oh. Oh. Oh.” noises and he started to actively push his dick into my mouth. He was pushing so hard that his dick was in my throat and it was making me nauseous. He told me it felt good and wanted me to move faster. I knew he was going to cum in my mouth if this continued.
I spit out his dick then stood up. He said he couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to stick it in. We stood facing each other in the bathtub and he had me rest one foot on the side of the tub and try to stick it in me and it didn’t go in after several tries; then he had me turn my back to him and try to stick it in from behind, but it still wouldn’t go in. I was so aroused that I told him to let me sit on the sink. This position is great for taller men, it’s less labor intensive, the thrusts are deeper, and you can see each other’s expressions, I really like this sex position. I’m definitely much more experienced than he is in this area.
He carried me up to the sink and I naturally spread my thighs, he looked at my vulva for a minute or so, I don’t think he had ever looked at my vulva very closely either, he even flicked my labia a few times with his fingers, and then with his hand on his dick he inserted it into my pussy without much effort, I couldn’t help but grunt at the moment of entry. I let him hold my ass in his hands and I rested my thighs on his hand splits. Just like that, he kept thrusting, very forcefully, at a fast pace, and kept asking me if I was comfortable. I closed my eyes and kept screaming, I felt very comfortable, I do not want to be distracted, do not want to talk, just want to enjoy the pleasure, occasionally I will use “N” to show very answer.
Soon he was going “Oh…. Oh…” And I felt his dick bulge in my pussy for about 7 or 8 strokes, and then he stopped moving. He had ejaculated. I welcomed him up and let him hold me, in fact, I hadn’t really climaxed yet. I let him keep his dick in me and wiggled my ass a few times as hard as I could, I could still feel the sensation from his dick staying in my pussy, and slowly that feeling faded away. His dick slipped out of my pussy and at the same time I felt his cum running down my vulva.
I stood up and made it to the toilet and wiped my vulva with toilet paper. He had cum so much and so many times that I still felt something oozing out of it even after three times of wiping. At this point, he was standing on the edge just staring at me in awe. I looked at him and smiled and said to, “Did you like having sex with me?” He answered me, “Love it.”
In fact, I didn’t want an answer from him, any kind of answer at this moment would have made me skeptical; instead, I knew in my heart that I enjoyed making love to him. The second time we made love was in bed.
We both slept naked in each other’s arms on the bed, it was a standard room with only two single beds, and the bed was small, so we hugged each other so tightly that half of his body was actually pressed up against mine. Now, his hands were very honest, not groping around on my body, only rubbing around on my back. He said my back was slippery, like I had rubbed talcum powder on it. And my hand on the contrary, not too honest, pinched his penis, I felt his penis head a little wet, sticky things accounted for my hand, this is his urethra did not ejaculate semen at this time has liquefied is flowing out. I secretly wiped it off at the blanket. He buried his head in my breasts and kissed them, all the while asking me, “You’ve already had a baby, how come you’ve kept your figure so well?” I told him it was my secret and I couldn’t tell him.
I did keep my body in good shape, I hardly carried the baby after I had it, it was always carried by his grandmother, and I didn’t breastfeed, if I did, my breasts would have to deflate and sag for sure, which was the last thing I wanted. My nipples are small and still girlishly pink, my breasts are still bouncy, and my nipples have only been sucked by men. I also basically don’t do housework. I can still basically wear my pre-baby clothes, but I rarely wear them anymore. I’m basically fine after work, except sometimes I get tired at work. So I often go out for dinner and karaoke with my colleagues and classmates, and because of our professions, we are often invited to dinner, which I can always put off unless we are familiar with each other. Of course, my other two partners will often invite me to go out to play, with them I do not have to think at all, they will make all the arrangements.
Now, sleeping next to me is a boy who is very demanding for sex but very new to the art of sex, all he knows is to lie on top of me and ejaculate into my vagina and nothing else. I don’t know why I like to have sex with him, in fact I don’t know him at all, all I know is his name, that he lives in a certain area of the city, and that he has mentioned to me before that he has a girlfriend, but I don’t know if he has ever had sexual experience before. I only know his appearance because he has a lot of similarities with my first boyfriend. And my first boyfriend had such an impact on me. I think that’s what brought me together with him.
I pushed his half-pressed body off of me and we lay on our sides facing each other, though he still held me tightly.
I wanted to get to know him a little better, and tried asking him, “Is sex with me comfortable?”
“It’s very, very comfortable and I’m going to make love to you all the time.” He replied to me.
I then asked, “Have you ever had sex with another girl before?”
His answer was very frank, he said, “What era is it now, tell you that you have not done it you will not believe it, you know what? Now all popular girls chasing boys, with my conditions, find a girl not too easy.” He paused for a moment and then said: “Tell you what, want to be good with me there are a large number of girls, but I don’t like them too much, I can see the girl on the contrary there is a girl, but she doesn’t love me too much, she only knows to read, but also heard that next year to go to graduate school, I know that her family lives in Qingpu,” he said he sat up from his pants pocket to take a packet of cigarettes flattened out and started smoking. out and started smoking.
I hate it when men smoke, the smell of that smoke is unbearable. My husband is a non-smoker.
I said, “Then you chase a little tighter, a girl’s heart is very soft.”
He said while smoking, “That girlfriend of mine now is a classmate from another class in my same grade, her name is xxx, she is quite pretty, you will see her later when she rotates to your section for internship. However, I don’t feel very good with her.”
I asked again, “And have you had sex with her?”
“It’s been done, but not a lot, we usually do it on the weekends when no one is in the dorms, it’s all very rushed and there’s no such thing as being able to cuddle naked like we are now. And after every time we do it there’s always the worry of whether she’s going to get pregnant until it’s next period. Several times I was afraid to put it in her, it was really boring.” He took a drag on his cigarette and continued, “In fact, we don’t rely on having sex with women at all to satisfy our libido, we mainly rely on masturbation, usually two or three times a week, more often than not there are five or six times, if we have to rely on having sex with women to satisfy it, it doesn’t suffocate us to death.”
I was surprised at his bluntness and then asked, “Will you marry her?”
“Married? No way, you think she’s a virgin, I only got good with her last year, she wasn’t a virgin long before she did it with me, in fact, she wanted to have sex more than I did, most of the time we had sex we did it in her dormitory, and any date where we would have sex she took the initiative to ask me out, saying that she would accompany her to a movie or a road trip or something, I guess she knew that everyone in their dormitory had gone home.” I think he was disgusted by my question.
At that point he got out of bed and went to the bathroom and I heard him peeing. When he came out, he went to the water fountain on the front counter and poured a glass of water to drink and asked me if I wanted some, but I said no.
He was back on the bed again, and this time he was pressing his whole body against mine. He was so heavy that he was crushing me so hard I could hardly breathe. He kissed and licked me hard on the base of my ears, my neck, my chest, my breasts, and I felt my body sticky with his saliva. After a while, he lifted his head and looked at me with a serious expression. I thought he had something to say to me, and sure enough, he said, “xx (my name), I like you very much, you are the woman I dream of pursuing, your body, face shape, temper, voice of speech, the way you walk are all the way I want my ideal girlfriend to look like, I really like you, I want to be good to you all the time and make love to you.” I looked at him and didn’t say anything.
He continued, “I’ve been avoiding my girlfriend since the first time I had sex with you. It’s been over 2 weeks since I last had sex with you and in that time I haven’t let a drop of my cum escape, I’m going to give it all to you.
It’s been a hard time, and today, I finally got what I wanted.”
Hearing his words, I was a bit touched. I hugged him tightly and we kissed passionately. I remembered that he had just shot so much cum in my vagina, and in connection with what he had just said, I couldn’t help but feel a little ridiculous. Maybe he wasn’t lying to me, he really liked me.
At this time, his cell phone rang, he got up to answer the phone, it seems to be his classmates call, he made up a false story that he has something at home, wait until tomorrow, and then hung up the phone. He had just put the phone down when it rang again. He looked at the caller ID and put it down without answering. “It’s her, leave her alone.” He said to me. The phone kept ringing and it was annoying. I told him you might as well answer it. He insisted on not picking it up. Then the phone stopped ringing.
By this time, I was sitting topless on the bed. He turned to look at me and I looked at him, and I realized that his eyes were slowly moving to my breasts. “You have beautiful breasts.” He suddenly said to me. “Are they?” I was a little embarrassed by his comment and hurriedly pulled the blanket up over my body, but it was grabbed by him and I couldn’t pull it up. “Badass,” I said. I didn’t realize that my saying that had aroused his passion, and he simply pulled the blanket all the way to the floor and said, “Let me get a good look at you, I want to see enough.”
Then he told me to lie down and knelt beside me himself. I looked at him fondly and watched as he began to stroke me, first on my breasts, rubbing them slowly and softly, feeling so excited and comfortable as his palms rubbed against my nipples. From time to time, he would lean down and kiss my nipples, and take my nipples in his mouth and gently nibble on them with his teeth a few times. I felt a warm, wet sensation on my nipple in his mouth and it was turning me on more and more. Gradually, I closed my eyes and let him have his way.
I felt his hand slowly sliding down that, from my upper abdomen, to my belly, to my thighs. Finally he rested his hand on my vulva, he fingered my labia majora a couple of times and kissed my pubic hair a couple of times, he didn’t kiss my vulva. I felt him inserting his fingers into my pussy. I said to him, “No.” I hate it when men stick their fingers in my vagina because their nails are long and dirty and probably carry a lot of bacteria that can hurt my vagina. However, I love it when a man sucks my dick, it feels really wonderful, but it’s very rare that I can use oral sex to make me orgasm right away. I looked at him and softly said to him, “Kiss me.” He thought I wanted him to kiss me on the mouth and was about to climb over. I cut him off and said, “Kiss me down there.” He looked at me, hesitated, and then said, “I’ve never kissed a woman in this place before.” I knew he thought it was dirty and probably smelled a little. But I wanted him to kiss me down there so badly that I had to beg him, I said, “I want to, you can kiss me.” He leaned his whole body down and started kissing me. I could feel that he was nibbling on my labia majora with his lips, as if his nose was on my clit. I said, “Lick me with your tongue.” He obeyed and started licking me with his tongue.
That’s when I really felt the sensation of him sucking my cock, a sensation I just can’t describe. His tongue rubbing against my pussy lips and the tip of his tongue against my clit felt like it was electrifying, quickly spreading that pleasure throughout my body. I felt like my whole body was going to float, but then it was like I was going to fall into an abyss. I kept screaming, “I want to…. I want to.” It was as if he understood my cries, and I felt the frequency of his tongue against me increase. Along with my screams, my breath was quickening and my heart was beating faster. I couldn’t take it anymore…. Suddenly the magic-like feeling disappeared and he was slowly climbing on top of me, pinning me down with his whole body. He clamped his hand on my head and said to me, “Isn’t that nice? My tongue hurts.” I let out a “mmmm” and then he put his head down and kissed me. After a while he said to me, “I want to reach in.” I still only “mmm”.
This time he went in effortlessly. Because I was already so wet down there I couldn’t get any wetter, I was able to slide in even if I put it on the edge. He was kissing me and fucking me at the same time, and I could feel his cock going in and out of my pussy. The sensation now was completely different from earlier, the pleasure at this point was very real and full, each of his thrusts was an overlay of this pleasure, and the faster he moved, the faster the pleasure overlapped. Soon I reached my first orgasm. This time, he didn’t cum as fast as the one before, and he still kept thrusting into me. By this time, he had buried his head in my neck, and both of his hands were inserted under my ass, holding it up so that my lower body was pressed against him. I could feel him sweating, his breath catching. His thrusts into me were increasing in intensity and speed as I struggled to meet him. In a few moments, he lifted his head, let out a couple of long “oohs” before collapsing on top of me, and at the same time, I felt his cock bulge a couple of times in my pussy. He’d ejaculated again. Though. I didn’t get a second orgasm, but, I was satisfied.
He was breathing heavily as he pressed against me, and when I asked him how it was, he said it was too comfortable. This time, I felt him pressing down on me extra heavy, I pushed a couple times and he wouldn’t move. I said, “Will you get off, I’m about to get crushed by you.” He wriggled a little and rolled to my side, I told him to lean in a little, the bed was small, beware of falling. He told me his mouth was dry and asked me to get him a glass of water. As soon as I stood up, I felt his cum dribbling out of my pussy and down the inside of my thighs, some of it dripping onto the floor.
He finished his water, kissed me, and then lay straight on the bed. I went to the bathroom to scrub the cum that was running down my thighs and when I came back he was asleep. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him, he looked so happy and content now. My heart felt so hard for it. I’d never felt this way with the other two men I’d had sex with, because we all had families, and we knew each other by heart, and were only together for the sake of sex, and neither one of us wanted to break up the other’s family. And he’s different, he’s young, he should be having sex with a girl around his age and then marrying her and having kids. Instead, now he’s having sex with a woman 10 years older than him, and I can feel that he really likes me.
I picked up the blanket from the floor and then slept on the bed, I hugged him gently and kissed him a few times. At the same time, two lines of tears flowed from my eyes.