A passionate night with a good wife (wife and mature adult novel)

This is a true story of mine. I have always kept it in my memory. I want to treasure it in my heart and savor it when I am lonely. But when I found this place, I changed my mind. I want to write it down so that my friends can share it with me.

It was at the end of April 2002. I received a call from a classmate who used to go to college with me. He had already arrived in a county town not far from where I lived, and asked me to go over to see him. I hadn't seen him for many years. Firstly, he and I were best friends in school. Secondly, we hadn't seen each other for many years. Thirdly, I had left my government job where I had worked for many years and was working in a joint venture. I had more money and time than before, so I agreed without hesitation.

That afternoon I took care of some business and took a half-hour bus ride to the hotel where he was staying. He still looked the same as he did in school, still so capable, talkative and humorous, but he had aged a lot. We talked a lot in the room about what we had seen and heard after graduation and the latest news of other classmates, but we talked more about the current situation and some gossip. Later he also asked me about my current joint venture and laughed at me for catching up with the trend and having experienced everything. I just laughed it off.

In the evening, a unit in the county hosted a banquet for us. They were very hospitable at the banquet table and kept toasting us. We couldn't refuse their kindness and had to toast with them. Fortunately, we cooperated well and didn't lose our composure. Instead, the hosts who were acting too excited drank so much that they couldn't tell which way was which.

It was almost ten o'clock when we returned to the room. Neither of us was sleepy, so we started chatting again. But this time he inadvertently turned the topic to matters between men and women. I knew what he was thinking, but after all, we had been apart for too long, so I couldn't be so direct.

I thought that after graduation he would be assigned to work in a research institute, far away from the city all day long, with those old scholars all day long. Besides, he was a person who couldn't stand loneliness, and he knew this charming colorful world, so I didn't feel surprised. But at that time, I was not so interested in soliciting prostitutes. First, I had seen a lot of business needs in the company and had some experience. Second, I was a newcomer in this county town, so I wanted to know the details. Third, I considered that I still wanted to go home. So I always avoided his topics, and later I said, let's go for a midnight snack and talk while eating.

We came to the night market. The stalls in the county town's night market were very exquisite. There were couples sitting at each small table. We found a seat next to them, ordered some side dishes and two beers. The cool breeze outside gave us a sobering feeling. We felt no pressure or worries at this time, so we dared to drink to our heart's content. Before we knew it, it was the night market owner who urged us. It turned out that it was almost twelve o'clock in the night. We paid the bill, left with six empty beers, and staggered back.

Walking on the empty streets, the night wind was so cool, the streets were so quiet, the dim light of the street lamps made the streets look pale, but in every section there was a beauty salon's neon lights flashing seductive words. We seemed to have nothing to say, so we just walked like this. Finally, he couldn't hold his temper anymore and said let's go for a massage. Although I didn't agree, my legs had already stepped into the beauty salon.

The proprietress of the store came over quickly and asked us to sit down while calling two ladies. Maybe it was because it was late, the two ladies were very tired and still half asleep. I looked at them carefully. Although they were pretty, they looked listless and not very enthusiastic. I said forget it, we need to go back. It's too late today and we should come back another day. Before my classmate could react, I had already walked to the street. He had no choice but to follow me out. I could see the helplessness and disappointment on his face.

We walked aimlessly again, and he suddenly said to me that we had to have fun today no matter what, otherwise I would have come here for nothing, and it would have been in vain for me to call you here. Seeing his determined look, I had no choice but to say that we should find another beauty salon ahead, as we could not go back to the one we just went to.

After walking for a while, we saw neon lights flashing in front of us. We arrived at a beauty salon called Blue Moon. As soon as we entered, we heard laughter from inside. When they saw us approaching, the laughter suddenly stopped. It was a small shop with an outer room of only about 20 square meters, where some tools for washing hair were placed. There were about two separated rooms in the inner room. There were only three women who looked like ladies in the outer room of the shop. One of them greeted us and asked if we wanted a lady.

I knew she was the boss lady. My classmate immediately took a fancy to one of the girls and said, "I'll choose you." Seeing him like that, I had nothing to say. But I really didn't like the other girl, so I told her, "You go ahead and have your fun. I won't play. I'll wait for you."

But I didn't expect that he would be very unhappy and ask what's wrong with me, and he seemed to be turning against me and breaking up with me completely. At this time, I looked at the proprietress. Under the gentle light, she was about the same age as me, in her thirties, but she was well maintained, with a fair complexion, wearing a pink long skirt, and a pair of charming eyes, with a pair of clear eyes under her double eyelids. Her waist was not thick, about 1.6 meters tall, and her two breasts protruded from the tight skirt, round, and more valuable was that she gave people a sense of trustworthiness, and she looked very virtuous. I just said that I really don’t want to play anymore.

The proprietress asked me if I liked that lady, and told me it was okay, I would go to the inner room and call another one for me. I said don’t go and let them sleep.

She said what to do then. I said I would only play if you accompanied me. When she heard me say that, her face turned red and she said I was not a lady, so how could I accompany you?

When she said that, I walked out. My classmate wanted to follow me but was reluctant to leave. He was also talking to the lady he found about doing the job of the boss's wife. The lady came outside and called me back, saying don't leave, let's talk it over. I walked in again and took a peek at the proprietress's ashamed look. I knew she was also hesitating, perhaps she was tempted.

During this time, my classmate and the lady immediately started lobbying me. After about ten minutes, seeing that I was still so determined sitting on the sofa, the proprietress said, "Okay, I'll sacrifice myself today and go with you." She asked for our room number and told us to go first. She wanted to make some arrangements in the store and would come back after closing the door.

Of course I couldn't help but be happy, and I went to the hotel with my classmates. I quickly booked another room and waited for them in my classmates' room.

About half an hour later, we heard a knock on the door and I knew they were coming. She changed her coat, and maybe it was because it was cool outside, she put on a purple suit, looking more virtuous and dignified than before. I quickly took her hand and said, "Let's go to our room."

I followed her to the fourth floor and into the room. The air conditioner was on and the temperature was just right. She seemed a little embarrassed, so I quickly broke the deadlock and said that I really didn't want to play. I don't usually play, but I had an inexplicable urge to see you tonight. She smiled and said that I was the boss's wife and I was so old, would you like me? Alas, if I came out with you, I don't know what the ladies will say to me tomorrow. I said that since you are here, don't think too much. I am a more honest person and I won't make things difficult for you. Just make the best of it. I asked her to take off her coat and we went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Seeing that she was still embarrassed, I stripped myself first and went to the bathroom to run the shower. I heard a rustling sound outside and I knew she was also taking off her clothes. I quickly called her to come in. She pushed the door open and my eyes lit up. She was naked with a towel placed on her vulva. Her figure was not very good, as she had started to gain weight and her lower abdomen was a little high, but her upper part was very charming, especially her breasts that were like small watermelons, round and white.

I sat up in the bathtub and pulled her in. She did as I asked. Then I saw her entire vagina. It was very thick, with only a small tuft of pubic hair covering her clitoris, as if it had been deliberately trimmed. When she saw that I was only staring at her vagina, she felt embarrassed to say that my pubic hair grew like that. There was indeed very little pubic hair, just like the little tails that children used to leave on their heads. What was even more incredible was that the tuft of hair was yellow and red, just like the corn silk on the head of a ripe corn cob. I couldn't help but grab that tuft of hair with my hand and she didn't object. While I gently combed the tuft of pubic hair, I used my little finger and ring finger to tease her two thick labia.

She covered her mouth with her hands and said, "Wait a minute, let's go to bed and play slowly, okay?" Let me wash you first. She used shower gel all over my body, and washed my lower body especially carefully. She grabbed my pubic hair with one hand, and then turned over my penis. I immediately became hard. My penis swelled up, and the glans popped out of the foreskin like a red apricot. She stroked my penis up and down, and I was so hard that I said wait a minute, let me wash you. She said okay, and licked my glans with her little mouth.

When I startled, she raised her head and looked at me with a smile. I got out of the bathtub and let her sleep in it. I used shower gel from her neck to every part of her body. Her skin was very smooth and delicate. I put both hands on her huge breasts.

Her breasts were very soft but not very firm. Her nipples were very big like a pair of small red dates. I rubbed her breasts tightly with both hands and gently rubbed her nipples with my two index fingers. She closed her eyes tightly and looked very charming. I went to wash her vagina. Since there was very little pubic hair there, the whole vagina was visible. I turned up the small tuft of pubic hair and gently opened the two labia with my fingers, and then I saw the small peach garden. I don't know if it was because of the shower gel or because her vaginal fluid had come out, but it started to get wet, and it felt sticky on my fingers.

I slowly and gently massaged around her flesh hole. At this time, her vaginal fluid became more abundant, and a lot of it began to turn into milky white mucus on my fingers. Her lower body trembled slightly with my fingers, and she began to make a slight breathing sound from her mouth, and her beautiful eyes closed.

At this time, I became even more aroused, so I used my other hand to separate her two pieces of labia skirt and used the thumb of my original hand to find the clitoris hidden under the labia skirt. Her clitoris was very large and long, plump and pink. I slid my fingers on it and her lower body trembled even more violently, causing the water in the bathtub to rise and fall. I had to use my other hand to pull her clitoris apart from the two pieces of labia skirt so that it could be fully exposed.

I used the index finger of my other hand to gently massage the clitoris that was squeezed out from the clitoris. Her body trembled more violently and her breathing became heavier. I continued to massage her there. Her head swayed on the edge of the bathtub and her nostrils made "hmm, hmm" sounds from time to time. I knew she was about to have an orgasm. I like to see the satisfied look on a woman's face during an orgasm. I increased the frequency of the massage. The vaginal fluid on the clitoris was drawn by my fingers to form a water line, and the rice-like clitoris turned from pink to bright red.

Her pubic mound moved rhythmically in coordination with my fingers, and she let out ah, ah, ah sounds that became louder and louder. Suddenly, she raised her body and hugged me with both hands, kissing me tightly on the mouth, and her nimble tongue was stirring in my mouth. I had to use one hand to hug her back, so that her breasts could press tightly against my chest. We kissed like this, immersed in boundless happiness. My hand never stopped moving. I just felt that the faster I massaged, the stronger her kiss became, as if she wanted to swallow my entire tongue.

We kissed for a while, and I slowly helped her up and out of the bathtub. When she saw me standing up with my penis erect, she touched my penis with her hand. I immediately became excited and said, "You've enjoyed yourself, so you should let me have some fun too."

So I slightly opened her legs and let her pubic area face my erect penis. She also pushed down and held my big penis. I felt the head of my penis on her pubic area. She moved her body slightly and coordinated with my movements, and my penis entered her vagina. Fortunately, her vagina had already been flooded with vaginal fluid, so it was very lubricated. I squatted with my butt raised and thrust upward, but because the bathroom was too small, she had to find a support point with her hands to cater to my thrusting, so I said let's go to the bed. She said "um", and I pulled my cock out of her vagina, wiped it with a towel, and hugged her out.

We went to the outer room. Our bodies were already hot from the caressing and ample foreplay in the bathroom. The air conditioner was on all the time, so it felt very cold in the outer room. As soon as she came out, she ran to the bed and covered her body with a towel. I turned on the TV, turned off the main lights, and left only the window light on.

I poured her a glass of water and asked her. She raised her head from the bed and drank it, then looked at me with a pair of seductive eyes. I understood what she meant, so I pushed her into the bed and slept on my side beside her. When she saw me getting on the bed, she pressed her whole body against me. I put my head high and let her sleep in my arms. She hugged me with her hands, and I gently pushed her upper body away and let her lie on her back so that I could free my hands to caress her two breasts.

Her breasts were still so soft, boneless and elastic. I couldn't let go of them, pressing this and touching that. After a while, the two rabbit-like breasts began to blush. I used my fingers to flick those nipples, gently and slightly, and after a while her nipples slowly became erect under my fingers. I had to use two fingers to flick her erect nipples just like she flicked my penis.

I slowly slid down her body and used the tip of my tongue to replace my hands, teasing the pair of nipples that had become like red dates with the tip of my tongue. My free hand moved down and touched her belly. When she lay down, her belly was no longer as fleshy as before. It was very flat and felt very soft to the touch. My hand slowly moved down again to find the peach-shaped honey hole that I had longed for. First, I touched the patch of pubic hair and stroked it carefully, then went down. Her pubic mound was already wet, and there was love juice on the two thick labia.

I parted her labia and touched her vaginal opening. It was very hot there and I could feel the vaginal fluid trickling out. I just used my index finger to stroke her vulva. I touched from the bottom of her vaginal opening all the way up to the clitoris and glans, and kept touching up and down like this. The love fluid secreted from the vaginal opening covered my index finger, allowing my index finger to touch her vulva very calmly, sometimes pressing the vaginal opening, sometimes squeezing the clitoris, and sometimes touching the glans.

I felt her entire pubic area was wet, with a hot and humid steam rising. As I stroked her, her pubic area also cooperated with the movements of my fingers. Her waist kept twisting back and forth, and her mouth unconsciously made "hmm" sounds, with rapid breathing coming from her nostrils. She pulled out one hand from underneath, tightly grasped my penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, and stroked it up and down, making my glans flip in and out of the foreskin. I was so stimulated that she pulled my penis towards her body. I knew that she wanted my penis to fill her already itchy vagina.

I climbed up and lay on her body, slightly arching my buttocks. She opened her legs and moved her pubic area at the right time, and my big penis slid smoothly into her vagina. After I put it in her vagina, I lay my entire upper body on her upper body, letting my chest squeeze her breasts. I put my hands behind her back to keep her upper body tightly against me, and our mouths kissed again.

I used my knees to push my body forward, not so intensely, but my tongue tip was jumping in her little mouth, her breasts felt like they were lying on a brocade when pressed by my chest, my penis went in and out of her honey hole, and we did this for about ten minutes at a fast pace, her vaginal fluid suddenly increased, and I felt like my penis was in a mud puddle, as if my entire pubic hair was covered with vaginal fluid.

Her vagina was greatly expanded, and her legs involuntarily retracted towards her upper body, and she made a moaning sound from her nostrils. I loosened my mouth, supported my upper body with both hands, and then grabbed her plump waist at the right time, kneeled forward with my legs to push her legs, so that her legs were opened as much as possible, and her vagina was loosened as much as possible. I used my knees and waist to support my hips and thrust forward, and used both hands to pull her waist down so that her pubic mound was tightly against the impact of my penis. I thrust back and forth for more than a thousand times, and her vaginal fluid covered the area where our two bodies were connected. I lowered my head to see her labia flipping with my fierce thrusting, making the pink clitoris and vagina appear and disappear, and the outer wall of my pulled-out penis was covered with her milky white secretions, which were concentrated at the root of my penis as I thrusted in and out. She kept twisting her waist under me, letting her pubic mound press upward to meet my thrusts.

The blush on her breasts was revealed in patches, her head kept swaying left and right, her pubic mound rose and fell against my penis, and the place where we were connected made a popping sound. She screamed out "ah ah" unconsciously, and whispered "faster, faster". I speeded up the thrusting action, pulling my penis to the entrance of her vagina and then inserting it all the way in, pulling it to the position where my glans was only covered by her two labia majora, and when I inserted it into the bottom of her vagina, I could feel the position of her uterus.

She screamed louder, her whole waist pushed upward, I thrust hard, her vagina began to contract rhythmically, the vaginal wall tightly wrapped around my penis. As if afraid that my penis would leave her body, I was also extremely excited, my penis jumped, and the hot semen was sprinkled deep into her vagina. Her vaginal wall trembled and twitched with my ejaculation. I bent down, and she hugged me tightly and put her tongue into my mouth again. We kissed for a while, and I asked her if she was happy just now, she said, "It's so happy, I haven't been so happy for a long time, you are really good at it, I haven't had sex with anyone for half a year, and now it's a little painful."

I smiled and said, "This is not all of my skills. I just saw you climax and I just accompanied you to finish it together."

She said, "You are so great. I wish I were your wife." I smiled slightly and let my almost softened penis leave her vagina. She reached out and pressed her vulva. I quickly went to the bathroom and got her a towel. We both took a shower, returned to bed and continued chatting.

She grew up in a secluded rural area. She is 35 years old this year. People here call her Sister Mei. When she was 20 years old, she married a man from a coastal city who was 10 years older than her. The man was a little disabled. After she gave birth to a child for him, the man treated her badly, often beating and scolding her. He was also very stingy with her. Moreover, the disabled man was having affairs with other women outside. So she seldom went back to that home. She only went back when she missed the child. This year she went back during the Spring Festival. Fortunately, her hometown is not far from here, so she went there when she has time.

She just opened this shop at the beginning of this year, and business was not good. It is difficult to run this business, as you have to be familiar with both red and black customers. Fortunately, several sisters from her hometown came to help her, so she has been able to do what she has today. I said to her, "It's not easy for you to do this. It's not easy for a weak woman to stand on her own in a strange place, to run a store like this, and to make friends with all kinds of people.

She said, "What else can I do? I can't rely on him to support me, so I have to rely on myself. Although many people are also interested in me, I have some girls under me. When the time comes, I have to ask them to replace me. Nowadays, all men are lustful. As long as there is a hole, they will do it. What kind of feelings do they talk about? As long as there is a woman and money, it's enough."

I said, “Yes.”

She continued, "When I saw you today, I had a crush on you. I don't know why, but I just followed you. I used to hear those girls in the store talking about what kind of men and what kind of sex, etc., and sometimes I was distracted by what they said, and I also wanted to do it with someone. But if I do that with that local guy here, firstly, I will offend some people, secondly, being together often will also cause a bad influence, thirdly, I can't explain to the people in the store, and fourthly, some people will think that you, Mei, are that kind of person. Since they can do it with you, we can do it with you too, which will be troublesome, and I don't want to open this store. Today, I saw that you are not from the local area and I had a crush on you, so I followed you. Now it seems that you are really good."

I joked, "I'm not what you think I am. I'm very bad. You made me happy today. I will come to see you often in the future."

She said, "No way. When you made love with me, I knew you were a good person. You were so careful and patient in serving me, and you didn't force me to do anything. I believed you, and you wouldn't come to me so often." I could see that she was sincere when she spoke, and I guessed she wouldn't lie. So I hugged her tighter, her body was already feeling a little cold.

I got up and took another towel from the other bed and covered her with it. Most of the time he was talking about herself. He seldom asked about my situation, but only joked that one of my classmates was very lustful and that he was a pervert at first glance. He also jokingly said that the lady who came tonight might be suffering a lot now, as they might have done it several times now. I said okay, let’s do it again. She smiled.

I sat up, got a glass of water, sat at the head of the bed and looked at her. She turned sideways and looked at me, and said, "Aren't you cold? Don't catch a cold." I told her that I just liked looking at her like that, and she said there was nothing good about me, there were many girls prettier than me, and she could introduce some to me someday. I half-jokingly said yes. She smiled without saying anything, and after a while she said that all men are perverts. I said, how could that be possible? As long as you are here, I will not do anything rash. Apart from my wife, you are the only one left.

She asked me how my wife was, and I told her that my wife was very virtuous, that we had a good relationship, and that our sex life was harmonious. I thought she would be angry, but she said, it was a great blessing to be your wife. I quickly told him not to think too much, just cover himself and go to sleep. It’s getting late, don’t catch a cold, the most important thing is to stay healthy. She asked me back, "Aren't you going to sleep?" I said, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette and watch you sleep." She smiled and closed her eyes.

After I finished smoking, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Go to bed quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold and get scolded when you go home tomorrow." I got on the bed and she quickly pressed her whole body against me and said, "I can't sleep without you." She pressed her breasts and warm vagina against my body. We hugged each other. Her body was already very warm. We kept kissing and rubbing our bodies. My penis started to harden again. She felt it and held it tightly with one hand and squeezed it hard, saying, "Your little brother is going to do it again. You are really good."

I also reached my hand to her pubic area and used my fingers to dig in her vagina. It seemed dry there, so I massaged it slowly. She said it was okay and that I should stop touching her and put it in. I said there wasn't much moisture there and I was afraid that if I put it in you wouldn't feel happy. But she said, "It's okay, just put it in and it will be fine."

I moved my body and crawled on her abdomen, with my penis erect, searching for the warm and moist little hole on her pubic mound. I also felt the dryness on the glans. She guided my penis with one hand, and I pushed it halfway in. I used more force and it was all in.

The back of her vagina was very soft and wet, and after a few thrusts it became fully lubricated. I bent over and moved my lower body leisurely. She didn't seem to be in a hurry. She opened her eyes and looked at me and said, "Just like that, you put it inside and we'll talk." We talked like this for more than ten minutes, and my penis felt really stimulated. I had to stop, as I didn't want to finish so quickly. I sat up and looked at the place where we were connected.

Her pubic mound looked very funny when my penis was inserted into it, like a carrot stuck on a big bun just out of the steamer. The part that touched my penis was completely sunken. I pushed her pubic mound with my hand, and her labia turned open, revealing a piece of red flesh.

She held her upward curved thighs with both hands, her entire buttocks left the mattress, her vagina facing the direction of my penis's thrusting, allowing her vagina to open wide so that I could thrust my penis in and out as much as I wanted. Her moans turned into shouts, "Ah, good, faster," I thrust hard, she screamed, but I still held back from letting me ejaculate. After a while her shouts turned into moans again, and her vaginal fluid flowed along the base of my penis onto my two testicles, soaking her scrotum.

I knew she had reached her climax and was savoring the moment. I slowed down my movements, my two testicles hitting her anus again and again. Her love juices flowed down from her vagina, submerging her anus and flowing onto the bed sheet. She was still humming. I leaned over and kissed her, and she quickly kissed me back. After a while she said, "It was so blissful just now. I was about to die. I wasn't myself at that time. How could fucking be so blissful? It's never been like this before. You're too good at it. Until now your dick is still hard and you haven't come. I told you not to say such harsh words. I didn't come because I wanted to make you happy again."

She said, "That's what it is. What's so ugly about it? This is my pussy. I like your dick to fuck me. No one can hear it. Are you still shy? You must be tired. Put your dick in my pussy and lie on me for a while. I'll do it to you later." I lay down tiredly. She hugged my waist with both hands and squeezed it with two fingers. My already sore waist suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. After pressing for a while, she suddenly said, "Get down and let me do it."

As soon as I turned over, we changed our position. She moved her vagina and the penis was properly attached to her vagina. I looked up. Her upper body was facing me, her two breasts hanging down, and the flesh on her waist was squeezed together. I used my hands to massage her breasts. She said, "Don't move, otherwise I can't move." So I stopped, closed my eyes and enjoyed her movements. At first, she moved down slowly.

I felt my penis slowly moving down from the glans to the heel, being wrapped by her vagina. I squinted at her. She squatted with her hands on her knees and pushed her buttocks down. From time to time, I also skillfully raised my buttocks to meet her vagina. After about a few minutes, she was already moaning. I said, "Get down." She lay on top of me, and my penis kept pushing up and down, not letting her vagina idle. After a while, she said, "You'd better not move. You're tired." As she spoke, she pushed her body forward. I felt my penis had reached the innermost part of her vagina, as if a piece of meat was touching my glans. She slightly supported her body with both hands, and used the strength of her waist to make her entire pubic mound do circular motions on my crotch. The entire pubic mound pressed down hard. I felt my penis had reached a depth that I had never reached before. She was grinding like that, and I could hear the slight sound of pubic hair rubbing.

Her clitoris was in close contact with my penis. Although my penis did not move a short distance in her vagina, her entire vagina was under pressure. Her clitoris, labia majora and clitoridis were spread as wide as possible and pressed against the base of my penis. She quickened her movements, breathing heavily from her mouth, and the friction sound of her pubic hair became faster. Sometimes I also cooperated with her by thrusting my penis upward. Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and her vaginal fluid flowed to my entire lower abdomen. The places where we touched below the waist were all covered with her vaginal fluid and stuck to our skin. Her screams became louder and louder, and her waist moved faster and faster. My glans would hit the flesh at the bottom of her vagina and then leave. Her vaginal fluid was secreted quickly and flowed to my lower body. Her hands softened and her body was completely on me, but her waist was still moving so violently, and the rough air she sucked out of her mouth blew on my face.

I pushed my penis upward with all my strength, and the glans touched the flesh deep in her vagina. The bed squeaked, and she suddenly cried out, "Ah, ah, so happy, ah." Her vagina contracted rapidly, and I knew she was about to reach the climax of sex. I hurriedly hugged her and turned over, pressing her underneath. My penis didn't slip at all, and then I pumped it continuously, with force each time, hitting the center of her flower each time. She moaned softly, and her pubic area pressed against mine, making a colliding sound. After pumping quickly and forcefully for more than a thousand times, I finally couldn't hold it any longer and ejaculated.

Her vagina twitched like a baby sucking milk, as if it wanted to suck out all my semen. My penis trembled more than ten times and then stopped moving in her vagina. I lay on top of her to rest. She pressed my waist from time to time, saying, it was so happy, I was about to go to heaven. I lay there for a while, then pulled my penis out of her vagina and fell asleep.

I was too tired, and she seemed to be still unsatisfied, talking about her past. I touched her pubic area with my hand and fell asleep. I slept for only a short while before dawn. We got up and called my classmates, but they hadn't gotten up yet and said they were doing it again. She asked us to wait a moment, and I took out the money to give her, but she said forget it, I'm not a prostitute, and you only played with me because you liked me, so keep the money for later use when you have the chance.

I didn't refuse and left my phone number with her. Half an hour later they came to my room, and the four of us went to the hotel restaurant to have a buffet, and then they left. My classmate Hanchan and I came back after a while.

About ten days passed without her calling me and I was unable to contact her. One day, a friend and I were drinking in the city until eleven o'clock and suddenly he became interested. He asked me if I knew any good places. Naturally, I thought of Sister Mei, and I said I would take her there.

We took a taxi to the county where she lived. Fortunately, her shop was still open. She smiled at me and said, "Go and get a room and I'll be there soon." I raised my cell phone and she said, "I know your number and I'll call you later." So we got two more rooms and she came as promised.

This time we are no longer strangers. I asked her why she didn't call me, and she said that you are busy and it is not convenient for you to come, so you don't have the nerve to come all the way to my place. I said, if you have anything to do with me, I came here. We did it twice that night, but not as urgently as the first time.

I knew she was the type who was slow to come, so I spent a lot of time caressing her, and only inserted my penis into her when her labia and clitoris were full of vaginal fluid. Both times she was in ecstasy and kept praising my skills. She couldn't let go of my penis and kept playing with it. They said my penis looks good and is of the standard type. I don’t know if my penis is of the heavy-duty type, and I’m too embarrassed to look at other people’s penises.

So no matter what it is, as long as it makes you happy. She said your dick is really amazing, especially the second time it was so hard and lasted so long that I could hardly handle it.

I didn't visit her for half a month after I came back. One night, I took a taxi to her place alone, but her shop was closed, so I had to return home disappointed.

I went there several more times, and each time I arrived late at night, her shop was closed. Later, I asked the shops next door, and they all said that the shop had been closed for a long time. I asked the landlord again, and the landlord said that she had not checked out yet and the rent was paid until the end of the year. She had gone to see her son and might be back soon. This is a true story of mine, and I have kept it in my memory. I want to treasure it in my heart and savor it carefully when I am lonely, but when I found such a place, I changed my mind. I want to write it down so that my friends can share it with me.