hooker picked up，A newlywed young woman's real one-night stand experience_0

hooker picked up，A newlywed young woman's real one-night stand experience_0
A newlywed young woman's real one-night stand experience_0
A newlywed young woman's real one-night stand experience

A newlywed young woman's real one-night stand experience

Because of work, my husband and I are not in the same city. We are connected with long, seemingly endless radio waves across more than 1,000 kilometers of railway lines. Although my parents and friends asked me to carefully consider the pain of separation after marriage in the futurehooker picked up , the sweetness and youthful impulse during love made me desperately strive for my own efforts. I firmly believe that my choice is right and we will be happy. The power of love is greater than 1,000 kilometers.Finally, in November 2003

, I became his bride.
　　After getting married for more than a month after marriage, he went to work. I felt like I was back before marriage, working and living alone, saying the same words and repeating the same things every day, and not being close to my close friends before.
　　I always feel that I am more mature than them when I get married, and I can’t find the relaxation and happiness I used to be when I was crazy when I was shopping. Some boys who were a little lustful in the workplace no longer revolve around me, and went to show their kindness to my close friends who were as old as me, and some colleagues with family started to joke with me that they could only make after marriage.Am I really old?I am as old as them, but I get married before them, so why is it starting to make a difference?
　　Later I realized that marriage did not make me older, but it made me have something I couldn't say. Maybe it was from a girl to a young woman, just like in a fairy tale, I have changed from a woman to a wife, I am a young woman, and I want to be a mature and beautiful young woman.
　　Every night, there seems to be nothing to do except surfing the Internet, but it seems boring to go online. I start to indulge in the Internet. I like to chat with mature men who are a little lustful. I am not afraid of him saying those lingering lies, nor do I mind that he says those love words with blushing faces and heartbeats. I am not a little girl, I am a young woman, I won’t believe it.But I have a principle that is not to meet.
　　I think there are many benefits to not meeting each other. It can at least make me feel safer and make me full of imagination. What do people on the computer look like?Learned, humorous, handsome?I will think of him in a good direction. He must be a mature man who learns from various talents...
　　Imagination made me very close to a man. He was a 2-hour drive from my city. I tried my best to see me many times, but I didn't agree.Until one night when I went online, he greeted me as usual and said he wanted to see me. I thought he was out of town, so I casually said, "Okay, where do you say you will meet? As long as you come." He said he met on the pedestrian street.

　　I agreed, "Okay, fly over." Then his avatar turned black.I laughed in my heart, another boring man, and then surfed the Internet... His avatar lit up again, and I told me that he had arrived at the pedestrian street. It was the first time I came here. I searched for a long time, but he would wait for me until I came.I was shocked, just kidding, aren’t you on your side?
　　He smiled profoundly, can't I come?Look at my IP address, and I will come no matter how far away I see you.I feel he is very proud on the computer.
　　"Why don't you dare to come? I'm afraid I'll eat you?"
　　I was very happy in the face of his provocation. This was the second man besides my husband who was willing to see me from a distance. I was not afraid of him, and I was very confident in myself.
　　"Are you afraid of me and you one-night stand? Are you afraid that you can't extricate yourself when you see me?" Faced with his slow teasing, I quickly wrote out: "I'm afraid, I'm not afraid of anyone..."
　　"Then you come out. I dare not think about what you look like. If it were a dinosaur, I would leave immediately..."
　　"Bad man, lustfulhooker picked up ," I knocked over a series of righteous words...
　　"Then come on, I'll wait for you at the Nike store on the pedestrian street. I'll wait until you come. I believe that you will treat me as a friend for so long..."
　　"I waited for a long time before I replied: "Guess if I will come."“Then I’ll go offline.
　　Turn off the computer, I thought about it, just go, what am I afraid of in my territory?I changed into a dress that I felt pretty good, and then draped it with lipstick and eyeshadow and went out.It was very close to the NIKE store, and I felt like I didn't see anyone. I entered the store, pretended to look at the hat, and quietly looked at the people around me. It seemed that I was not there. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was a little disappointed. Maybe he was lying to me and didn't come at all.I looked around again... Finally I saw him...
　　I walked with him silently for a while, and he asked my husband when he would come back. I said I didn’t know, and he asked me if I could go to my house for a while. I said no, and he asked me with a smile, where to go

, what should I do?You can't leave me alone on the street.I sighed and thought to myself, it’s not good to walk on the street like this, but I don’t know where to go.
　　"Why don't you go to the room?" he smiled evilly again.
　　I was shocked, "No, don't go to check in."
　　He smiled even more presumptuously, "What are you afraid of? I checked in the room and I went to bed, not to ask you to go. I can't sleep on the street, just walk and lead the way."
　　I came to a hotel with him nervously

, and I told him that you should be here, I'm going home.He said he asked me to wait for him for a while, but I said no, but he insisted on saying that for a while, and I said that's OK, but I'll wait for you outside the lobby.I thought outside the lobby that he was not bad, he was a very mature and humorous man. I gradually became a little bit good for him and was not too careful about him.Just as he came out and said he wanted to go for a midnight snack, so he asked me to accompany him. I agreed, but I was afraid that my acquaintance would see him, so I took him to a place far away from home and felt that there were not many acquaintances to go for a midnight snack.
　　We talked a lot in one night. I felt that he was funny and smart. He knew what I was going to say before I finished speaking a lot of things. He also admired me very much and felt that my husband and I were not together. I gradually realized that others were good, and we were closer unknowingly. I am not that kind of traditional woman, the kind of woman who is uncomfortable talking to men.
　　He asked me what I think about one-night stand extramarital sex, and I told him that I only think two people like it and feel it, which is a kind of freedom.I was surprised that I would answer this way, and I didn't even think about how to face my husband or wife after that.Maybe people are sometimes emotional animals, especially women, sometimes they are not controlled by reason and are prone to impulsiveness. I think I was such a woman that night.
　　It was a little late at night, and he invited me to sit there, and said he was leaving tomorrow. I wanted to chat for a while. I drank a little wine, but I was very sober. I knew what might happen if I went there, but on this night when I was with him, I found a lot of fun. My husband hasn't been with me for a long time. His gentleness and patience towards me made me find a long-lost warmth. I don't want to destroy this atmosphere. I only think that this man is very good. At the same time, I also have a long-lost impulse in my heart. I really want someone to hold me until dawn.
　　Maybe it was the inner commotion, maybe it was the stimulation of alcohol, I went with him...
hooker picked up
　　After taking a shower, he gently hugged me, his hands wandered on me, his lips kissed my lips, and I turned my head. I didn't want to kiss a man other than my husband. He respected me very much, slowly and gently placed me on the bed, and his hands gently explored me. His warm lips held my little bud. I screamed gently, and I could feel his rapid breathing. His anxious and hot breath pierced on me, making me feel very comfortable.
　　He was very experienced and soon found my excitement point. As soon as I stimulated my little beetle, I would not be able to control it. When he saw my weakness, he even more violently launched a meritorious service to my weakness. God's masterpiece, he was obsessed with attacking my nipples, as if he knew that he would take her and take me. I would disarm, open up to him and surrender to him, and his fingers would also attack under me in full.
　　My voice became louder and louder. At first, I was afraid that someone would hear it, and I suppressed myself and didn't dare to scream too loudly. But I felt my chest was stuffy and my breathing was not smooth. I had to scream loudly to breathe smoothly, so I started to scream loudly, and my chest was rubbed by him, and my nipples were sucked by him. Slowly, my legs became wider and wider. I felt so empty below. I screamed loudly, forgot the idea of ?

?not kissing a man other than my husband, and took the initiative to kiss him.
　　He climbed up, faced me, lay on me, stirring my tongue under me, I felt that he was very heavy on me, and I couldn't breathe. He kissed me patiently, and I felt a very comfortable feeling. I screamed loudly, feeling his hard thing poking on my face. Just as I was crying for nonchalantly, his thing suddenly penetrated into my mouth. I closed my eyes, held it, sucked, licked it lightly, completely forgot about myself, lost myself...
　　"Is it comfortable?" he asked me, and he crawled over and sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and asked me to help him blow the sound. I was a little embarrassed, and he said, "It's okay, look at how comfortable I made you just now. Now it's time for you to serve me." After that, he leaned against the head of the bed and waited for me.
　　I looked at his towering thing, with a blue vein bulging on it, and all the veins were visible, and it was still shiny, with some of my saliva.
　　"Look, it's saluting you," he said to me jokingly.
　　"Hmph, are you shy or not? It's all gone," I also teased him in a boastful way.
　I picked up his stuff, wiped it with my hands first, applied it to his legs, and saw that it was not, and some water was coming out. I continued to tease him, and after that, I put it into my mouth, bit it gently with my teeth, and wrapped it with my tongue and licked it gently.I sometimes held it in my mouth and vomited it out again. He moaned happily and told me to suck it harder.I blew harder and felt his little brother swelling and getting harder in my mouth.
　　"You're running water," I spit out, teasing it.
　　"Little baby, you dare to laugh at me," he grabbed me and pressed my head on his little brother.
　　I put it in my mouth again, and it felt like a little liquid was flowing into my mouth, a salty, astringent smell.I blew harder and more attentively, and I gasped from time to time, and looked at him slantedly, stimulating him. He could no longer bear it. He rushed up fiercely, pressed me under him, and inserted my legs roughly. I screamed loudly to express my happiness. I tried my best to spread my legs and welcomed him to thrust violently again and again. I was not disgusted with his roughness at all, nor did I feel pain. In the moans, I felt like I was floating in the sea, slowly drifting towards the depths of the sea in the surging waves...
　　After finishing, I lay on his chest, a little regretful, but a little happy. He smelled my hair gently, and kept playing with my little buds with his fingers, and kept warm with me.I asked him if you would come again in the future. He told me that he would come. I told him that you made me hurt. He asked me where it hurt.
　　I was embarrassed to say that, he lit a cigarette and had a bad smile again: "Did you make your breasts hurt? I like women like you, a married young woman. I like your nipples very much. They are a bit big and feel good when pinched. The breasts are not big, but they are also very good. They just hold them in one hand, and everything is at your control."
　　After saying that, I also did a gesture of grabbing my breasts with my hands and sucking my nipples in my mouth. We did it twice in the evening, including men and women, women and men, and I was lying down. He came in from behind, but I didn’t feel the same way as the first time. The first time I really had an orgasm. In the next few times, he vented more, and I passed away, and I accepted it passively, completely without the passion of the first time.
　　After finishing my work, I looked at him feeling satisfied and lying on his chest and closed my eyes. For some reason, I suddenly remembered my husband. I felt very sorry for him and felt a little like crying.
　　When I woke up in the morning, he was not awake yet. I saw that it was almost 8 o'clock, so I quickly woke him up. When he saw my body, he wanted it, and pressed on me and kissed me...
　　We didn't get out of bed until 9 o'clock. I took him to the train station. Seeing him go home, the train drove. He couldn't bear to leave me, and I couldn't bear to leave him, but he felt like he wanted him to leave quickly. He watched him go away, and I was thinking: What are this man and me?He got my body, where are me?What did I get