But physically, there have been no orgasms, so it’s always been a search for an orgasm.
One day last summer, I came to a U.S. customer, often in the past MSN chat, so very familiar, he will send his wife, daughter’s photo to me, although the person has been 36 years old, but 188 height and muscle looks still young people’s vitality and exuberance.
His wife is tall and thin, but not as voluptuous as we might expect.
That day I picked him up from the airport and brought him to the office, he gave me the final RFQ, then I gave him the proposal and quote, and after some technical discussions and price cutting, the contract was finally signed.
Everything was very pleasant and smooth.
I could tell he was happy with my work as well.
I then arranged for the driver to book a private room in an upscale hotel in the city, and I went to the hotel after talking to him about some unimportant things in the company. Along the way, he behaved courteously, while or child-like attraction to some buildings and sights in China made me feel even more adorable to this client.
And he, too, slowly began to start getting close to me as he did on MSN, as if we had been old friends for a long time and it wasn’t about business.
Soon we went into the private room, and since it was the peak season and the company’s salesmen were traveling, I was left alone to dine with him, and he was very happy, stating that he wanted to have a meal with me alone, and had been wanting to say something to me.
I don’t know what the words are, but I have a vague feeling something will happen tonight.
I ordered something light with Chinese characteristics for him to eat and then deliberately asked the waiter to remove the fork.
He said on MSN that he came to China to learn how to use chopsticks from me.
I love sweet and sour peanuts, they are inexpensive but the sweet and sour flavor is always a refreshing bite after a greasy meal.
I watched as he clumsily picked up two chopsticks and began to learn a few of mine, holding them between his fingers, perhaps the hotel’s stainless steel chopsticks were too heavy, causing him to accidentally slip to the floor, he smiled coyly at me before continuing to learn earnestly, chucking them towards the peanuts.
After one, two, three, ten or so chucks, the peanuts finally added up, and suddenly, just as they were about to be ingested, they fell off again.
Then he innocently and helplessly stated asking me for help.
I demonstrated again, and after he held the chopsticks, he suddenly grabbed my right hand with his other hand and covered my right hand over his right hand so that I could teach him with my hand.
I stood up, because he was sitting, I leaned over and grabbed his hand to start to clip the peanuts, with my help, he finally added up, slowly leaning towards his mouth, suddenly, his elbow in the bending of the time touched my breast, because he was afraid to drop the peanuts, a lot of force, touching me “hmmm”, he panicked to put down the chopsticks, his left hand quickly grabbed my breasts, and then he suddenly felt bad, then put down his hand, shrugged, and grabbed my E-cup breasts at once. He put down the chopsticks, his left hand quickly grabbed my breasts, a big hand, can a hand of my E-cup breasts all of a sudden grabbed over, and then he suddenly felt bad, and then put down his hand, shrugged his shoulders, to express his apologies, but I have seen his cheeks began to blush, maybe white people blush will be more obvious to see the room just the two of us, I feel like the air is almost frozen.
He is a man after all, “I am…… e” broke the ice and I smiled and went back to my seat.
That’s when the ambiguous smell began to fill the air.
He tried to slowly move closer to me, a scent of testosterone that I had never smelled so strongly before began to close in on me, and my reserve slowly began to push away, my insides longing for him to move further in, but reason told me the truth.
Suddenly, he took my right hand and kissed me on the back of it, and I blushed and quickly lowered my head.
I don’t know if foreign men also like women to blush, just as my head was lowered, I saw the small tent of his cream-colored pants rise up all of a sudden, and his mouth slowly leaned toward my ear, “hoo-hoo,” getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed like a long time had passed, and his lips were pressed toward the base of my ear.
The base of my ear is one of my most sensitive places, and I slowly began to lose my mind and started to want to surge into the arms of this tall man.
His hands began to come at me like mine, hands that had never felt anything before, fingers long and strong and nimble, and he began to kiss my eyebrows, my eyes, my nose, my mouth.
What little sanity I had left made me keep my mouth shut, he didn’t seem to be in a hurry, he continued to kiss the base of my ear without slowing down, blowing air into my ear, and then with one hand caressing my back, and one hand began to rub between my breasts, it was so comfortable, such strong hands, a wave of tingling coming from my back, and with one hand I could squeeze my E-cup breasts around and around, a sensation that had never been felt before in the past in total.
His left hand began to rub between the two nipples, and suddenly, one hand pinched both my nipples together and began to pull them together like a center, my breasts swelled up a lot at once, and my lower body tingled with a clear sensation of water flowing out.
He watched as I started to close my eyes and his tongue continued to try to open my mouth, this time I didn’t resist, so powerful, going in and wrapping right towards the base of my tongue, strong but gentle.
I leaned into his arms completely.
He started mumbling to me that he had been fantasizing about having sex with me ever since he saw the pictures I had passed on to him.
With a height of 156, but with E-cup breasts, not only does it not show an incongruous body, but it looks confident and sexy in professional attire.
With size 35 feet that he could only find among children in his own country, he wondered how thin my waist should be, and there, there, how long and thin the cunt surrounded by that slit of flesh should be to hold his baby.
His left hand kept rubbing my breasts and his mouth started moving to the cleavage of my breast fronts exposed by my shirt, sucking greedily.
His right hand began to slide down my back to my ass cleft, one finger exploring forward, and I tried to refrain, to restrain the breathing of my slit, because my pussy would breathe in and out as soon as I stimulated it.
The more I restrained myself, the harder she breathed, and finally his fingers reached there, and thinking he was going in, I began to close my eyes and raise my mouth slightly.
But he didn’t go in, two fingers started searching for my clit, which runs when it gets bigger, and mine wondered why I was so wide as he started rubbing it.
At that moment, the waiter knocked on the door.
Impulse is the devil, and I can’t believe I forgot to instruct the waiter, so I immediately stood up to straighten my bra and blouse, sat down, and motioned for the waiter to come in and refill my tea.
My favorite pu-erh, a small cake given to me by a former client was brought to him to try.
Again, I was speechless, maybe I hadn’t had sex with a foreigner and didn’t know what to say, or maybe I hadn’t learned what to say in English for sex since I was a kid without a textbook.
When he saw the waiter leave, he told me he wanted to visit my place, knowing that I rented a small 40-square-foot well-furnished apartment in the city by myself.
The intentionality of what I’d just done made me very quick to say yes.
In my house, there is a combination cabinet at the entrance, while the queen-size bed of 2 meters * 2.3 meters is behind it, and inside is a transparent glass bathroom.
A rotatable LCD TV hangs on the wall opposite the bed.
He came in the door and asked me if I had slippers, and I laughed inwardly, what a lovely big gentleman.
I turned on the TV, greeted him to do down, my family can only sit on the bed, usually busy at work, no one to come, stools set in the balcony blowing dirty, I did not go to wipe.
I pulled out a bottle of wine, also given to me by a client, two tall glasses, and handed him one.
I can drink half a pound of white wine with no problem, but a little bit of wine makes me blush and get hot all over, I don’t know why.
A glass of wine slowly sipped.
He told me he wanted to stay with me tonight.
I didn’t push it.
To this day I don’t know why.
I told him to go in and shower, he threw all his clothes on the floor, including his underwear, it turned out that his baby had been very hard and stiff for a long time, and with a wobble as he went into the bathroom, such a big cock, only seen it on porn, I started to wince, so big, so big, as thick as my wrist and so long, how would it go in, and what would it feel like once it was in when he was thrusting it in and out.
I’m starting to regret it.
The bathroom heat blurs the glass for a moment, and he greets me inside.
While he was in the shower, I changed into my pajamas, silky ones, and he very gently helped me out of them and then backed out of my panties.
He lifted my hair again, curled it in a bun, and saw that I had a shower cap to put on me.
I was completely intoxicated by how many times I had showered with my former boyfriend and how I had told him that washing his hair at night was bad for women, but he never seemed as if I hadn’t said it to him.
He started rubbing me with his big hands, one in front and one behind, I started stroking both hands from his chest one to the small of his back, so many hairs, these hairs I usually resent, but at this point so sexy, I little by little take you inch by inch, he started to give me clarity as if I were a small child, breasts, ass, private parts, legs.
Bubbles me up, lots of bubbles, while washing me down afterwards.
Then he suddenly picked me up, then kissed me and made me put my legs around his waist, at which point his baby started rubbing against my privates, where it was indisputably starting to run as well, and he slowly started to try to get in, his glans on the opening of my pussy slowly thrusting in, a little bit.
So big, so thick, so full.
I can clearly feel the shape of the glans, finally went in the glans to the edge of the crown, the mouth of the pussy was held up full, the previous boyfriend inserted three fingers on the pain I can not, but also very happy.
This time with that big of a baby entering, it didn’t hurt too much, it just felt like it was holding up, and a little bit like it felt like it was bursting through, and then he started adjusting the position of his hold on me so that my feet could step on the toilet when I wanted to.
He began to enter, sliding in faster, that seemed to feel like a long time, and a nice big, big cock went in, and I began to breathe a long sigh of relief that I too could contain a baby that big.
I felt the glans go low to my cervix.
The entire vagina was filled, nothing seemed to fit in, the opening of the vagina still stretched painfully, I guess if I could have seen it it would have been very, very red, every cell in the vagina felt the behemoth and seemed to greet him with sensitivity.
Thinking about it I looked down and said “Oh my god”, there is still almost a quarter of it out there, what kind of baby is this, it can’t go in anymore, there is still such a big part of it out there.
This time I was really scared, scared, scared, scared that he would stick it in hard.
I lifted both of his hands and looked at him with pleading eyes.
He turned the shower head to the maximum and slowly pulled out that huge thing, at the moment of pulling out, I felt my body being emptied of something, that feeling of fullness disappeared in an instant, I didn’t know what he was going to do but the fear was becoming more and more obvious, he put me down and made me pucker my ass, hand on the sink, he slowly started to re-insert it, when the glans went back in again I was in a state of tingling, with one hand on each hand he held all the way up to my breasts, the index finger started to rub the nipple, and slowly started to reach my cervix again. Breasts, index finger began to rub the nipple, slowly began again against my cervix, I took my hand to stop him from going further in, but when I went to touch his baby, in the outside of the baby much less than just now, he continued to move forward, I wiggled my buttocks to show that I refused, and suddenly a moment, against my stomach, feel all the way to the front of my belly, finally completely in, at which time he began to slowly thrust, each time the thrusting, I feel as if there is a behemoth completely filled with my pussy, every cell of the pussy is sensitive to the extreme, the water began to stay, puffing and puffing began to happen again, every time I have a puffing and puffing sound.
At this moment, it feels like the sky is gone, only me and him, my pussy tightly surrounded by this behemoth, every time he goes in and out, will let my pussy mouth support the pain and pleasure at the same time, and inside the vagina pasty for a while, than the boyfriend inserted the feeling is more intense, and up every time it feels like inserted into the mouth of the cervix, and even feel that the head of the glans has entered the uterus, arriving in front of the belly.
The tingling at the base of my thighs down my spine caused my mouth to open slightly as my hands slowly began to weaken, as did my legs.
My pussy began to open and close, and the inner walls of my vagina began to loosen and close, never having reacted like this before, and he watched as I began to tremble and violently began to increase the force and speed.
Suddenly I felt like I was floating up into the sky, gravity free, my blood hot all over my body, flowing back up and down, water and piss starting to flow from my lower body, unbridled, no longer caring about shame or morality squirting out, then loosening up.
Since the ground was so cool, I soon felt like I had retuned from the sky to the ground again, and it turned out I had an orgasm.
I really did have an orgasm, and it turned out that orgasms feel so marvelous.
He picked me up and rinsed me off, especially the pee on my legs, and I began to feel ashamed to see the yellow urine.
But the whole body was weak and tossed about as he pleased.
He took a washcloth and cleaned me up, wiped himself off, and carried me to the bed.
After carrying me to the bed, I was lying in a wide-open position, really powerless, and he climbed on top of me, arched both hands over my breasts, and started rubbing his big baby between them, and slowly, my bottom started to run again.
I want to orgasm again.
That was it, we did it 3 times in bed that night, and his gentleness and skill and great big baby made it unforgettable, as well as an orgasm I’ve never experienced again to this day, and one that I’ll probably remember for the rest of my life.
We continued to be friends after he returned home, and the ambiguity didn’t increase, it was merely physical.