Campus romance in July

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July's heat intensifies, and dusk falls once more.
The crimson sunset reflects on Yao Yao's slightly flushed face. The campus woods have always been a paradise for lovers.
For the past week, they've spent their time whispering sweet nothings under the moonlit flowers, seizing every opportunity to make love in their love nest. After a week of passionate intimacy, Yao Yao's body has become extremely sensitive. Sometimes, just a glance or a tight embrace is enough to cause her to become incredibly aroused, panting heavily.
Moreover, Zeng Kun's clutches have now slipped under her skirt and entered her private parts. His index finger has parted her panties and slipped into her overflowing vagina. The sunset glows on her face, making the sunset even redder and her face even more radiant… The world seems to blur, everything else disappears, except for the lovers' deep kisses and sweet words, and that finger constantly moving in and out of her vagina.
"Brother Kun, do you love me?" "I love you." These three words are the most pale, the most powerless, yet the most capable of moving a woman.
Why do women always love to hear these most illusory things? It's often said that men are too sweet-talking, but who can deny that it's often driven by women? If there were no buyer's market, perhaps no merchants would produce anything?
"Nothing in life compares to deep affection; the river is not deep, the mountain is not heavy" (from Zhang Xian's complete works, "Magnolia Flower: Farewell to Sun Gongsu in Anlu," revised by the editor). Zeng Kun stopped his fingers stirring inside Yao Yao's vagina, his left hand gently caressing her right breast, his eyes gazing at the horizon, deep in affection and lost in thought.
"I love you too. If only you wouldn't leave..." Yao Yao leaned closer to Zeng Kun's broad chest. "If only we could never be apart." She remembered that dream filled with flowers—a field of blossoms, him and she playing and kissing... "Yao Yao, I don't want to be apart from you either, but we at least need to survive. Only by surviving better can we have the life we want, don't you think?..." The rest of his words were inaudible, only the sound of their lips meeting... "Ah...the feeling of doing this...so good...so comfortable..." Zeng Kun thrust his hips forward forcefully, the force so great that his large, round glans slammed heavily against her clitoris, causing Yao Yao to groan! His penis entered her plump vagina, and his left hand gripped Yao Yao's slender waist tightly. His hips began to sway from side to side, thrusting and pulling, relentlessly and wildly penetrating her!
Yao Yao stood with her legs on the ground, her left leg raised high. This position caused her vaginal muscles to tighten, preventing her vagina from opening too wide. Therefore, her plump, pink vulva appeared quite narrow, and Zeng Kun's strong, hard penis was inserted to the very root into her small opening. She felt her vaginal walls were completely filled and stretched, which was extremely stimulating. She involuntarily twisted her hips in response.
At first, the two were not yet skilled in this position and could only coordinate with gentle twists and slow thrusts. After a while, their desire surged again. Due to their mutual lust, the speed of their thrusts and the rhythmic twisting of their hips suddenly increased. Yao Yao's cheeks flushed red, her expression wanton, and she moaned repeatedly.
Waves of pleasurable sensations from her vagina caused gushing streams of vaginal fluid to gush out, flowing down his large penis and soaking Zeng Kun's pubic hair. He felt incredibly lubricated inside her, so he thrust his hips even more violently, his labia opening and closing with a soft, wet sound.
Yao Yao wrapped her arms around Zeng Kun's neck, her right foot on the ground, her left foot held up by Zeng Kun's right hand. Her two snow-white mounds of flesh were pressed tightly against Zeng Kun's strong body, her clitoris being rapidly stimulated by his large glans, making her feel like she was flying to heaven, her soul almost leaving her body.
"Ah...darling...I have no strength left...ouch...you're hitting my clitoris again...uh...you're so naughty...oh...hum..." Standing on one leg for too long was really too much for Yao Yao to bear. Every time her right leg went weak, her knee bent forward and her body sank, her clitoris was stimulated until her whole body went numb, causing her to tremble, her eyebrows furrowed, her mouth wide open, and she cried out incessantly.
Seeing her insatiable thirst, seemingly with the superiority of a conqueror,
Zeng Kun reached out and forcefully lifted her jade-like feet off the ground. Yao Yao, like a monkey climbing a tree, tightly wrapped her arms around Zeng Kun's neck, her two pink legs hooked around his waist, her tender and smooth body clinging to him. His
erect, thick penis plunged straight into her vagina, while Zeng Kun's strong arms embraced her smooth and delicate buttocks, his legs firmly planted on the ground.
"Oh...husband...this position...it's killing me...hum...oh...oh...oh..." Yao Yao, already aroused, was further stimulated by this special position and Zeng Kun's strong penis thrusting in and out, causing her desire to overflow. Her snow-white buttocks swayed up and down incessantly, and her buttocks sank down forcefully. Although the heavy penetration of his penis into her vagina made her face flush even redder and caused her slight pain, she experienced pleasure throughout her body and a bone-deep comfort.
"Oh...good...so good...so good...oh...I feel so good..." Knowing that Yao Yao was about to climax, he quickly hugged her body, turned and walked to the edge of the bed. When he reached the edge of the bed, he leaned over and pressed his upper body against hers, lifting her plump buttocks high in the air with his hands, thrusting his penis even harder, and pressing the large head of his penis against the center of her vagina, grinding and rotating it fiercely.
His large glans thrust into her flower-like center, penetrating her spring cave. Her hair was disheveled, she panted heavily, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. Her appearance, a mixture of unbearable pleasure and alluring charm, drove him wild with lust, making his soul soar to the heavens. Suddenly:
"Ah... Brother... Hmm... Ugh... Fuck me... Fuck me... Ugh... Faster... Fuck me... I'm going to die... Ah... I'm dying..." Her uterus contracted strongly, and waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed out, accompanied by sharp cries. Even through the rubber sheath, Zeng Kun could feel the stimulation from the thick, hot vaginal fluid.
Feeling a tingling numbness in his lower back, he struggled a few more times, then his glans went numb, and a contraction in his lower back caused a surge of hot semen to shoot out from his glans.
Tomorrow they would part ways, and the two of them indulged themselves so wantonly. This was already the umpteenth position, the umpteenth orgasm!
Parting is imminent, and I know not when we will meet again; parting has always been painful for those with deep feelings (from Liu Yong's "Rainy Night Bells," revised by the author), when will I return...?
[The End]

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