My first extra-marital affair with my playmate (Part 2)

In the Anisakhan farm, he just took a glance at me. Then he entered the kitchen which was not so spacious, but rather dark and there were flakes of carbon particles on the undersurface of thatch roof which must be remnants of smoke. I saw he was trying to open a wine bottle that was a local produce. He said: Shall we have wine. This is really good one. He poured the wine for us. I refused and told him we had to ride the bike on our return way. He went on: Don't worry, it's ok, wine is not like spirit. I didn't want him to see me a fussy girl as some girls from some Yangon societies. They usually pretended in front of the strangers as if they had never seen those stuffs and they have never done before, but they might booze at private parties. I saw a girl visiting Mandalay who brought her own spoon and folk to eat rice and her facial expression showed that she looked down others who didn't use these utensils like her. Now I learnt that it is only Myanmar people who use both spoon and folk holding on each hand to bring solid food from their plate to put into the mouth. I simply took a cup of wine and drunk. I could do easily as it was only a china ware plain tea cup. A hot sensation went down from my back of tongue to the throat, leaving an exotic smell with sweet taste. I liked that in the first instance. He didn't need to offer me next cups. He just only sipped the wine I saw, but ate too much tea leave salads and fried dried mutton. He said he was hungry. The weather was cold, wine made me feel good, he was strong and handsome, nobody else inside the rather dark small cottage. So I went wild. I took off my jacket and handed to him to check if my new perfume (Elizabeth Erdin- I think Red Door) is good. He sniffed without touching it. I said: you don’t seem to get a good smell. I moved and stood beside him and I hold his head with my hands and pulled it toward me, engaging his face and nose with my right breast and arm pit. He appreciated that. His nose just crawled on the part of my bust and partly invaded inside the armpit. He simply said it was good. I didn't know what was really good he meant, my breast or my perfume. He had his nose rub over my breast and my arm for a while. One interesting thing was that his arms didn't touch me while doing nose job.(You may remember The Notting Hill, Hugh Grant put his hands away from Julia Robert when she gave him a desperate kiss in his flat) I think that film was in 2000-2001. But the similar thing had happened in Myanmar in early 1990. I had to lean toward him a bit for better contact. And then I just sat down on him. My arse was directly on his both thighs. I didn't kiss him, but bit his lower lip. I received his perfect kisses within a second. His warm kisses moved from my starved lips to neck, my upper busts. This time, his hands were around my waist, some fingers were trying to invade underneath my jeans from the back. He squeezed my bums. I felt good as I was receiving massage service. He also rubbed gently my belly with his palm. After sometime, his expert fingers had already unzipped my jeans. He hold and pushed a bit, trying to get me a standing position. And then he slipped down my jeans to the knee level. My panties had been exposed. He cuffed my pubic mountain with his four fingers and squeezed it. I had to accommodate them by putting my feet apart a bit. His fingers were wonderful. He gave the pressure my entire furrow in upward direction with those four fingers. He rubbed. He cuffed. He squeezed. He was masturbating me. My eyes were close. I felt my love juice had oozed out of my panties and reached his fingers and palm. He treated me in reverse order. Now he raised my bra and sucked my whole breast. More than half of it was inside his mouth. He also tried to bit the whole breast, but he got only 2 third of it. He squeezed my bums at the same time. I didn't pretend as if I was a sex beginner. He also knew very well I had been a long relationship with Tun Tun. I checked his manhood with my right hand. Already too hard. I tried to release that small animal which had been kinky under his tight under pants. I was compared him with Tun Tun. The same length, but his instrument was thicker and darker, no skin at the tip. I said: You miss something and I need to check what it's. I began to suck the rod. I kissed its soft tip. I licked along the undersurface line. I put his balls inside my mouth. My tongue had tried to reach inside the pinkish opening. He moaned too loud. I did like that as my personal preference was thick and long dick, not thin and long one. In many literatures, they wrote that the size is not important. As for me, nothing pleasure with small size penis. I mean I may get pleasure, but I only get full pleasure with full size penis (well over 6 inches). Some women may answer they don't care size, love and method are also important. That is wrong in my point of view. Your wife may be satisfied with your small penis, but if she had a chance to have a sex with an average black man successfully, she may leave you if circumstances are right for her OR she may keep affair with that guy with big dick. You may understand what I mean SUCCESSFULLY. Your small penis will not give an enough massage action to inner part of our vaginas. It may just touch, encouraging women to seek better service.( If you want to know, I will tell you later where the points are in women you must not miss, but in this forum, almost all are sayargyis). Ok, shall we continue my story. I stroked his cock. I sucked it again, I did like that alternately. His tip became salty with his juices. But I didn't allow him to get orgasm. I just stopped what I was doing. I took off my jean trousers and my blue nylon panties. I lain down on the dining table which was at the centre of the cottage. It was made of thick timber, not a fine craft. He was in standing position. He lifted my legs on his shoulders. He rubbed my vagina with his cock for a few time. I moaned with some excitement. He inserted his whole shaft in a desperate way. With the power of a horse, he began to have sex with me. Whenever he trusted me, the great pleasure emerged from inside the lower tummy. I think he took only 10 minutes. I deposited his juice inside my canal. Hi guys! Ask your wives and partners if they are aware when you came inside them. If they don't know, they may not follow your pleasure or your cock may be too small. I can feel when men came inside me. In the last minute, his cock got bigger and tougher a bit. He used more force. I mean his thrusts got intense. He also moaned. The obvious thing is his cock got bigger and vibrated inside me and pushing my womb upwards forcefully. (I mean towards my breast direction). I also got a great pleasure. Better than eating Burmese tea leave, These are typical characteristic of when a man comes inside me. But I have never tried small cock, apart from Ko Kyaw who is my physics teacher and who took my virginity at 16. Hi girls, if you don't have such experience yet, you should try with better partner. Burmese people traditionally eat sweat snacks after main meal. Likewise, S still put his cock inside my vagina for a while. And then, he kissed and licked my legs and thighs. We got back to Mandalay at about 7. I asked him to drop me somewhere near my private room Tun Tun and I jointly rented. I was so tired maybe due to a bike trip or maybe due to a vigorous sex or a combination of them. When I got to the room, Tun Tun was there, awaiting me. I had to rush into the bathroom to clean my body. I took more time than normal in the bathroom for the sake of Tun Tun. I used soap 2 times. I tried to clean S’s love juice from my vagina as well. Hi Guys, be careful if your wives or partners are washing themselves taking more time than they used to be. But don't blame them without a firm reason. That night Tun Tun fucked me one time. I had to serve him as usual. It was August 15 where I had sex with 2 men within 12 hours. Obviously I am a bad girl.