A night of passion with the goddess

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Xiao Wen was recently very down because his longtime crush was getting married. His high school classmate, Su Yating, was pure, beautiful, elegant, and poised—the goddess in almost every boy's heart, and Xiao Wen was no exception. His admiration for her was no less than anyone else's
. Starting in their second year of high school, Xiao Wen and Su Yating became very close, leading many to believe they were dating. However, they weren't; their personalities simply clicked, so their seemingly close relationship was merely that of siblings.
Xiao Wen harbored a secret crush on Yating, but he was too afraid to confess, fearing she would never speak to him again. Xiao Wen guessed that Yating probably knew he liked her, but neither of them said anything until high school graduation. When Xiao Wen finally wanted to confess to Yating in college, she found out she had a boyfriend. Like a bolt from the blue, Xiao Wen was stunned. He became silent, and for four years of college, he didn't have a girlfriend; his heart remained filled with Yating's image.
After graduating from university, Xiaowen returned home, greeted not only by the warm welcome of relatives and friends, but also by a suffocating piece of news: Yating was getting married.
Xiaowen was devastated; his goddess of seven years was about to enter someone else's arms. His heart felt like it had been ripped apart.
A few days later, a class reunion was organized, and Xiaowen saw Yating again. She had become even more elegant and poised, not like a recent graduate, but rather a mature and sophisticated woman who had navigated the world for years. Yating was as warm and generous as ever. Because her fiancé was away on a business trip, she attended the reunion alone, which made all the men's eyes light up. Of course, those with girlfriends immediately felt a pang in their waists and dared not continue. The remaining single men, however, were unrestrained.
The entire reunion revolved around Yating, constantly urging her to drink. Xiaowen did nothing, simply sitting quietly in a corner, silently observing her.
By the end of the reunion, Yating was unsteady on her feet, having drunk far too much. The guys who had been chugging her drinks weren't much better off; they hadn't gone easy on each other either, all drinking quite a bit. So, the only single man still standing was Xiaowen, and the task of taking Ya-ting home fell to him.
Xiaowen looked at Ya-ting with heartache, carefully helping her out of the hotel. Knowing where Ya-ting lived, he hailed a taxi and took her home.
He brought Ya-ting home, but no one was there. He placed her on the bed, silently gazing at the beautiful face that had haunted his heart for so many years. He gently stroked her face, and the impulse from drinking made him whisper to the drunken Ya-ting, "You know, Ya-ting, I've loved you for seven years.
Unfortunately, I was too cowardly to confess back then, and now you're getting married." He felt a lump in his throat, shook his head, leaned down, and gently kissed Ya-ting's cheek, saying, "I'm sorry, Ya-ting, I love you so much." Xiaowen felt he should leave. He stood up, about to turn away, when a slender hand gently grasped his. It was Yating. Yating wasn't actually that drunk; after all the commotion, she was somewhat sober, just too lazy to move, because she knew Xiaowen wouldn't do anything to her. But when she heard Xiaowen's confession, memories of high school flashed through her mind, and a chord seemed to be plucked in her heart.
Back then, Yating wouldn't say she loved Xiaowen, but she did have some feelings for him. She knew Xiaowen liked her too, but neither of them confessed. In college, Yating met the person she loved, and they quickly became inseparable. Even the usually chaste Yating gave him her virginity. After graduation, instead of breaking up, they planned to get married and stay together. However, after several years together, the passion of love had faded; love had transformed into familial affection. Suddenly, she remembered the pure love she once had, and a stirring of desire stirred within her.
Ya Ting sat up, took Xiao Wen's hand, and whispered, "Xiao Wen, hug me, okay?" Xiao Wen was stunned. After a moment, he hugged Ya Ting tightly, his pent-up emotions of many years erupting in that instant. His mind, fueled by both alcohol and passion, was no longer clear. He held Ya Ting tightly, pushed her onto the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "Ya Ting, I want you."
Ya Ting was also somewhat impulsive. Over the years, she hadn't completely ignored Xiao Wen. Deep down, she had a little love for him, and that love was magnified infinitely at this moment. Ya Ting forgot everything else; now she also wanted to be one with Xiao Wen.
Soon, they both took off their clothes. Xiao Wen kissed Ya Ting while caressing her body, making her already aroused body even more excited.
Xiao Wen was in a state of frenzy. He knelt down, parted Ya Ting's pink legs, and then parted her thick pubic hair... Only then did he discover her overflowing paradise, her thick, pink labia majora covered in pubic hair that extended all the way to her anus, clearly indicating that Yating was a woman with a strong sex drive. At the top was a pink clitoris, larger than a peanut, another symbol of her vigorous libido and love of pleasure. Her labia minora and vaginal flesh were a vibrant, alluring crimson.
But Xiaowen couldn't think about any of that now; he only wanted to cherish this beautiful woman he had been infatuated with for seven years.
Xiaowen touched the large clitoris with his fingers, then inserted them into her moist vulva, gently probing and teasing it, occasionally kneading and rubbing the clitoris. #$%^*()wtdfxvol 　　“Ya Ting, I’ve loved you for seven years. Your beauty is unparalleled. You are the perfect goddess in my heart…” Xiao Wen said devoutly, and with a sudden force, his middle finger inserted into Ya Ting’s vagina. Warm
, 　　wet, and still writhing, accompanied by soft moans, she pressed against him. 　　“Ah…” 　　Ya Ting seemed to be electrocuted, opening her captivating eyes to look at him, her chest heaving, panting and moaning, her whole body trembling. “Xiao Wen, you’re making me feel so uncomfortable! You’re so bad!” 　　Xiao Wen ignored her, lowered his head, buried his face between Ya Ting’s legs, and kissed the entrance of her vagina, his tongue licking, sucking, biting her clitoris, labia majora and minora, and the tender flesh of her vagina. 　　Ya Ting's desire intensified. Her delicate hand, gripping his penis, tugged at it repeatedly, urging Xiao Wen to mount her quickly. Her appearance was utterly seductive and alluring. 　　Xiao Wen, also burning with desire, hastily pressed down on her. Ya Ting, impatient, grasped his penis and pointed it at her vaginal opening, saying, "Xiao Wen, hurry and insert it!" 　　As he thrust in forcefully, conquering Ya Ting's virginity, she cried out, "Ah! It hurts so much!" 　　Ya Ting's face turned pale, her body convulsing, looking extremely disheveled. Xiao Wen, however, felt incredibly good. Although she was no longer a virgin, it didn't diminish the beauty of her vagina. He felt a tightness and warmth, utterly comfortable. 　　"Does it hurt a lot?" Xiao Wen asked with concern. 　　Ya Ting whimpered softly, "Yours is just too big, I really can't take it." " 　　As Ya-ting spoke, she began to writhe. With each twist, the penis inserted into her vagina felt like a burning fire—a sensation of pain, swelling, tingling, numbness, soreness, and pleasure 　　all at once. Ya-ting's body writhed, the sexual nerves inside her vagina sending waves of pleasure throughout her limbs. The comfort and ecstasy she experienced was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her face flushed red, and she cried out in a wanton voice, 'Oh! Move! Insert it! 　　' 'Ya-ting, you're not in pain anymore!' 　　Xiao-wen worried she was still hurting 　　. 'Don't worry about whether I'm in pain or not, I want you to move now, my vagina is so itchy!' 　　'Mmm!'"

Hearing her say that, Xiao Wen, disregarding her pain, began with gentle, slow thrusts, observing her reaction before devising a plan for the next round.
"It's so beautiful! You're killing me! Don't be so slow, thrust faster, thrust harder!"
Ya Ting stretched her legs wildly, her plump buttocks swaying to match Xiao Wen's thrusts.
These lewd cries and the wanton expression on her face stimulated Xiao Wen's primal instincts, making him unable to be gentle anymore, and he began thrusting forcefully.
Ya Ting clung tightly to Xiao Wen, her eyes glazed with desire, drenched in sweat, panting heavily, moaning dreamily, enjoying the stimulation of his penis.
Ya Ting felt as if her whole body was burning in flames, her limbs melting away piece by piece, it was incredibly pleasurable.
Ya Ting desperately raised her plump buttocks, making her small opening and large penis fit even more closely, so that it would feel even more comfortable and pleasurable.
"Oh! I'm going to lose it!" "
She was overwhelmed by waves of excitement, and with each touch of the glans to the most sensitive spot inside her vagina, she couldn't help but scream, her juices flowing freely.
This was probably the first time since losing her virginity that she had experienced such exquisite and indescribable pleasure and comfort from sex.
Ya Ting was almost going crazy with pleasure; her vulva trembled violently, her legs kicked wildly, her plump buttocks thrust violently, her delicate body spasming and trembling, panting heavily, and she screamed hysterically, 'Good Xiao Wen, oh... you're killing me, I can't take it anymore... ah...'
Xiao Wen thrust harder and harder, he was also incredibly satisfied.
It was truly unexpected that Ya Ting was not only beautiful and sexy, with fair and tender skin, but especially her hairy vulva, which was plump and tight, the vaginal muscles gripping and sucking the penis and vulva." Rui's skill in sucking the glans was truly indescribable.
Ya Ting, subjected to vigorous thrusting, was overflowing with lustful fluids, a sweet, sour, and itchy sensation coursing through her body—it was utterly blissful.
Xiao Wen felt a surge of hot fluid on his penis, which felt incredibly comfortable. He withdrew his penis, turned her body around, and made her lie face down on the bed. He lifted her plump, white buttocks with both hands, then grasped his penis and thrust it into her from behind.
As he thrust violently, his hands grasped her two firm, large breasts, freely playing with and kneading them, occasionally bending down to lick and kiss her pink back, slender waist, and spine.
Ya Ting, subjected to Xiao Wen's vigorous thrusting, especially the licking and kissing of her pink back, felt a tingling, numb sensation, experiencing a feeling she had never experienced before. She couldn't help but become aroused again, her desire burning even hotter.
"Oh! This move is amazing! I'm aroused again! Thrust harder! It's so itchy inside!" "
She cried out as she thrust her hips back, twisting and swaying to meet his thrusts.
"Ah... Xiaowen, I'm going to die, I'm going to die on your penis, thrust in! Thrust as hard as you can, thrust in me as hard as you can! Ah, faster, faster, that's it, just like that." "
Ya Ting's vaginal muscles began to clench and contract, gripping Xiao Wen's penis again.
Xiao Wen increased his speed, thrusting over a hundred times with a combination of squeezing and pulling. A surge of heat rushed to his glans, and Ya Ting came again, her juices flowing down her thighs and soaking a large area of the bed.
He was panting heavily, pressing his large glans deep into Ya Ting's uterus without moving, enjoying the sensation of her releasing her hot fluids while resting for a while, preparing for the next round of battle.
After a short rest, Xiao Wen withdrew his penis and turned Ya Ting's body over.
He stretched out his hands, lifted Ya Ting's slender and beautiful legs, and placed them on his shoulders. He then placed a pillow under her plump buttocks, making her protruding vulva appear even more prominent. Then, grasping his penis, he aimed at the entrance of her peach blossom spring cave and thrust hard, with a "whoosh" sound, it went in all the way.
"Ouch!" "Ah... Xiaowen, you're killing me..."
At this moment, Xiaowen didn't care whether Ya Ting could really take it or not, he just buried his head and thrust wildly, thrusting more than three hundred times in a row, and she moaned and groaned again!
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...!"
Xiaowen's cheeks burned, his eyes were bloodshot. He thrust in and out hard, saying, "Yating, squeeze, squeeze me, I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum..."
Upon hearing this, Yating also noticed that the penis inside her vagina suddenly swelled even larger. She was experienced and knew this was a sign that a man was about to ejaculate. So, she mustered her remaining strength, twisting her waist and shaking her hips, contracting her vaginal muscles, squeezing and releasing the penis. Her clitoris also opened and closed, sucking on the glans. A stream of her own vaginal fluid gushed out, scalding Xiaowen's penis and sending a tingling, numbing sensation straight to his lower abdomen. His back ached, and his glans itched intensely. He quickly pushed his penis to the clitoris of Yating's uterus, and a stream of hot, thick semen gushed out, shooting deep into her vagina with great pleasure.
"Ah! Xiaowen, you're killing me!" "
Ya Ting trembled uncontrollably as Xiao Wen ejaculated his hot, thick semen. An indescribable pleasure spread through every nerve cell in her body. She cried out in ecstasy, tightly embracing him, her thin lips parted, her teeth biting down hard on Xiao Wen's arm.
"Ah..."
Xiao Wen cried out, lying motionless on top of her body!
Both had reached the climax of their sexual encounter, their souls soaring, embracing each other in a dreamlike state. Only then did this intense activity finally end.
Xiao Wen held Ya Ting, both still savoring the afterglow of their climax. After a while, Xiao Wen's mind, now somewhat clearer from ejaculation, began to function. He gently stroked Ya Ting's delicate body, saying, "Ya Ting, I never thought I'd be able to do this with you again." Ya Ting lay in Xiao Wen's arms, a little shyly saying, "Xiao Wen, do you think I'm very lewd?" Xiao Wen quickly shook his head: "No, it just feels like a dream. I could only be with you like this in my dreams before." The two embraced silently .
After a while, Xiaowen felt his penis stirring again and couldn't help but grope Yating's body. Yating, perhaps because of the alcohol she had been drinking, was also very excited. She reached down and grabbed Xiaowen's penis, gently kneading it.
Having just ejaculated, Xiaowen's penis wasn't immediately ready to engage. After a while, Yating gave him a seductive look, lowered her head, and her warm mouth took his penis in. Xiaowen felt his penis enter a warm and wonderful place. Yating, having several years of sexual experience, teased Xiaowen with her seductive eyes while licking his thick penis with her tongue. Yating really liked this large penis. Although she loved her fiancé, she had to admit that Xiaowen's penis was indeed bigger, thicker, and more powerful
to fuck. After licking for a while, Xiao... Wen's penis was already erect again. Xiao Wen rolled over and knelt between Ya Ting's legs, holding his penis in his hand. He first rubbed the glans against Ya Ting's vaginal opening, making her unbearably itchy. She couldn't help but cry out shyly, "Put it in...please...please put it in my hole...hurry up..."
Seeing Ya Ting's lewd appearance, Xiao Wen knew that she was in a state of excitement and urgently needed a hard thrust of his penis to release the high fire in Ya Ting's heart. He heard her moaning, "Xiao Wen...I'm so itchy...you...you're still teasing me...hurry...hurry up and put it in...hurry up..."
Seeing Ya Ting's seductive, lewd, and unbearably thirsty expression, Xiao Wen no longer hesitated. He aimed at the vaginal opening and thrust in hard, with a "whoosh" sound, all the way to the bottom, the glans pressing against the depths of Ya Ting's flower core.
Xiao Wen felt that her vagina was warm and tight, and the tender flesh inside wrapped his penis tightly, which felt really comfortable.
Xiao Wen hadn't expected Ya Ting's vagina to still be so tight after their first time. Seeing her seductive, wanton, and desperately thirsty expression just now only fueled his lust, and he thrust in hard
. After a while, Ya Ting glanced at him, panting, and scolded, "You little rascal...you're so cruel...your penis is so big...you didn't even care if I could take it...you just thrust in all the way...sigh..."
Ya Ting's pitiful and endearing appearance made Xiao Wen feel a pang of pity. He said softly, "Good sister, I didn't know your vagina was so tight that you couldn't take it. I'm sorry, you can hit me or scold me, I won't complain."
Seeing that Xiao Wen was quite considerate, a smile appeared on Ya Ting's lips, making her even more beautiful and alluring.
Xiao Wen began to gently thrust in and out, and Ya Ting moved her smooth, snow-white buttocks in rhythm.
"Good sister, can you take it? If it's uncomfortable, can I pull my penis out?" "
Yating was enjoying the full, tingling feeling of his penis filling her vagina when Xiaowen asked her a question. She quickly wrapped her arms tightly around his back, raised her legs high, and hooked her feet around his waist, afraid he would actually pull his penis out.
Yating's body, throbbing with desire, rose and fell with the rhythm of his penetration. She skillfully twisted her plump buttocks, thrusting upwards repeatedly, moaning passionately and obscenely, 'Oh...good brother...your glans is touching my clitoris...oh...so good...I'm going to give it to you again...oh...so comfortable...'
A stream of hot, wet fluid flowed ..." As he thrust forward, Xiaowen felt an intense, pleasurable sensation as the scalding fluid on his glans stimulated his primal instincts, causing him to abandon all restraint and begin thrusting harder and harder, using techniques like grinding against her clitoris, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and alternating thrusts to tease her.
Ya Ting's body seemed to be burning with desire; she clung tightly to Xiaowen, the sounds of his penis thrusting in and out, the wet, squelching sounds incessant.
She felt the penis penetrating her, bringing her boundless pleasure, so pleasurable that she almost went mad. Ya Ting held Xiaowen tightly, her plump buttocks twisting and shaking violently, occasionally letting out seductive moans.
"Oh...oh...God...it's so wonderful..."
"Xiaowen...ah...I'm dying...ah..."
"Hmph...I'm about to be fucked to death by you...ah..."
"I can't take it anymore...ouch...I'm going to...I'm going to lose it again... "
Ya Ting couldn't withstand Xiaowen's vigorous thrusting; her whole body trembled, her tender flesh spasming and constantly sucking on his glans.
Suddenly, another gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, showering Xiaowen with boundless pleasure. He felt as if his penis, inserted into Ya Ting's vagina, was inside a lump of cheese—soft, slippery, and incredibly wonderful.
Ya Ting, having just climaxed, lay limp and powerless on the bed, unable to continue. Xiaowen's penis was enjoying the sensation immensely when, before he himself climaxed, he saw Ya Ting suddenly stiffen, collapsing onto the bed, motionless.
At this moment, on the verge of ejaculation, Xiaowen felt an unbearable urge. He reached out and lifted Ya Ting's beautiful legs, placing them on his strong, muscular shoulders. He then picked up a cute pillow from the bed and placed it under her plump, white buttocks. This
position made Ya Ting's vagina stand even higher. Xiaowen chuckled wickedly, grasped his penis, aimed it at Ya Ting's vagina, and thrust it in forcefully.
Approaching climax, hormones surged, and Xiaowen was burning with desire. He thrust and pulled relentlessly, causing Ya Ting's delicate body to tremble.
Xiao Wen would occasionally sway his hips, grinding his glans deep inside her. Ya Ting had never experienced such a thick, long, and powerful penis, nor such exquisite lovemaking techniques. His vigorous thrusts and pumps made her face flush, her hair fly wildly, and her whole body tremble. She cried out in a startled, wanton voice,
"Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...put my legs down...mmm..."!
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...my little hole wants you to penetrate it...ah...
" "Ah...good husband...good brother...you...you have mercy on me..."
Ya Ting's wanton appearance made Xiao Wen thrust even harder, as if he was determined to penetrate her alluring little hole completely.
She was being penetrated by Xiaowen until she was in ecstasy, her hair disheveled, panting heavily, her eyes glazed over, her whole body feeling incredibly comfortable, her fragrant sweat and vaginal fluids soaking the sheets. "Oh...oh...good little brother...you're so good at this...ah...ouch..."
"Yating, you...you have to hold on a little longer, I'm about to cum..."
Xiaowen panted heavily, his eyes bloodshot.
Yating knew Xiaowen was about to reach his climax; the way men and women climax is actually quite similar.
"My darling...my good husband...my darling little brother...I'm about to lose it again..."
"Ah...I...I'm going to cum too...ah...ah..."
Ya Ting suddenly convulsed, tightly hugging Xiao Wen's waist and back, her hot, lustful fluids gushing out again.
Xiao Wen felt an unbearable tingling and numbness in his glans, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, his semen gushing out, shooting pleasurably deep into Ya Ting's vagina.
Ya Ting cried out softly as Xiao Wen's hot semen hit her, "Oh...dear husband...dear brother...it feels so good..."
They both reached their climax simultaneously, their bodies tightly ... After a brief embrace, Xiaowen withdrew his limp penis, now soft from ejaculation, and gently caressed Yating's full, sensual body with tender hands.
Yating, already satisfied and filled with passion, was further delighted by Xiaowen's understanding and tender caresses, experiencing the ultimate sexual pleasure.
They kissed and embraced passionately before falling asleep, satisfied yet exhausted. They
slept soundly for a long time, until dawn, when they awoke one after the other. Xiaowen, having fulfilled his long-held wish, was filled with excitement and held Yating close. "Ya Ting, will you marry me?"
Ya Ting remained silent for a moment. Xiao Wen understood that this request was impossible.
After a while, Xiao Wen got up and dressed. Ya Ting was reluctant to leave. This was the only man besides her fiancé who had slept with her, and they had developed feelings for each other. However, she couldn't bring herself to abandon her fiancé and be with Xiao Wen. Ya Ting felt a pang of sadness.
The two embraced and kissed for a while, reluctant to part, before Xiao Wen staggered away from Ya Ting's house.
Three months later, Ya Ting got married. Although Xiao Wen received an invitation, he didn't attend the wedding. Instead, he left home to work in another city. He didn't want to be heartbroken again. He knew that although Ya Ting seemed promiscuous, she was actually very conservative at heart. That night's intimacy with her was just an irrational outburst under the combined influence of alcohol and years of emotional turmoil. After her marriage, she wouldn't have a relationship with him that went beyond friendship. That night with Ya Ting had become the most beautiful memory in his heart.

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