The beautiful young woman's anal flower

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This happened last year, but it's still vivid in my mind, as if it were yesterday…

I met her on QQ. She was from a neighboring province, but not far from here. She was 32, married, and her husband was a white-collar worker at a large company in the south, while she worked at a local state-owned enterprise.

To be honest, she wasn't the most beautiful woman, but once you were with her, you'd realize she was the epitome of womanhood—very alluring, the kind of woman who could drive a man crazy.

We met four times in total. The first time was last May Day, when we spent three days together, making love countless times. I remember we did it four times the first night, and spent the next morning in bed again. The second time was a month later, when she was hospitalized, and I visited her. We spent another passionate night together. The third and fourth times were when she came to visit me in our area, and all our planned activities were replaced by our passionate encounters.

Thinking about it now, it's a little scary. If some guy had installed a camera in our hotel room, we might have become the protagonists of one of the few adult films in mainland China, and I think we would have been the most realistic, natural, and wildest couple ever.

The events described in this article occurred during our third meeting.

She suddenly called me and said she wanted to come over. At the time, she and her husband were going through a divorce, and she was feeling very down, wanting to come and clear her head. It wasn't because of my arrival. (To clarify: we had agreed from the beginning not to hurt our respective families.)

Since we were on summer vacation and had plenty of time to spend with her, and besides, I didn't want to see her upset, I said, "Come on over, come stay for a few days." She asked, "Do you have time to spend with her?" I said, "Even if you don't, you still have to."

So I lied to my wife, saying, "I'm going to give a friend an exam, I'll be gone for two or three days." (Embarrassing, other guys, please don't follow my example. Actually, my wife and I have a pretty good relationship. She's four years older than me, and I feel very warm around her. Maybe that's why I prefer mature women—because I feel very relaxed around them.) Then I called that friend and asked him to call his wife every day to carry on my lie.

I arrived in Nanyang at 4:30 PM and booked a room at the Huanxi Hotel near the station. The service there seemed pretty good, and it felt safe and reliable. I brought my ID card and marriage certificate and told the receptionist that my wife was coming back from out of town and would stay for a few days before going home. Unfortunately, her car had some problems on the way and she didn't arrive until 8:30 PM, wasting a lot of money on phone calls in the process, haha. As

soon as we got off the car, she naturally came over and hugged my arm, asking, "Honey, did you miss me?" (We always call each other "honey" and "wife" naturally when we're together, haha.)

I said, "Of course I missed you, but my little brother missed you even more."

She didn't understand at first, but quickly realized, pinched me and called me a little rascal, then pitifully said, "Honey, I'm sorry, I got my period this month, so we can't do 'that' these past few days. I wasn't planning on coming, but I was afraid you'd get angry and say I wasn't sincere… I'm so sorry!"

I was naturally disappointed, but I know that women shouldn't have sex during their period because it's easy to get infected with diseases. I think this is also a major reason why men often desire multiple wives and concubines.

But then I thought about how we had a strong emotional foundation, and besides, she was in a bad mood and needed comfort. Moreover, our purpose in being together wasn't just sex.

I've always believed that "being with someone without a certain emotional foundation isn't love, it's just sex, which is why I've never gone to a prostitute."

So I said, "It's okay, as long as we're together, it's fine to do it, as long as you're happy." That one sentence fulfilled my "wish," and I clearly felt her hug me tighter. Once in

the room, she said she wanted to take a shower. Women are generally quite clean, and she was the most obvious example. She took off her clothes and went into the bathroom, haha, without the usual womanly covering up. That's one of the reasons I enjoy being with her.

Because it was July, she wore a dress and kept asking me on the way, "Does it look good?"

I said, "You look best without clothes." Then she pinched me again.

Now let me briefly introduce her body: 160 cm tall, average height, 108 kg. By today's beauty standards, her weight is seriously overweight, but I really like full-figured women because they feel great in bed. I don't really like skinny women. Her breasts aren't large and are a bit saggy, but they feel great to the touch, smoother and firmer than my wife's large breasts—that's one of the advantages of small breasts. Her abdomen is flat, though she has a small C-section scar, a drawback of C-sections. Her buttocks are a bit large, not very perky, typical of an Asian woman. Her legs are nice, her thighs are quite fleshy, which is what she's most dissatisfied with, but I don't have high expectations.

Because I've always believed that physical beauty isn't the most important thing in sex; what matters most is your performance and your effort in bed. The better you perform, the more you give, the more you receive in return, but the effort is mutual.

I imagine many of you guys are dissatisfied with my description because she's so ordinary, but keep reading and you'll see that women aren't just about looks. In short, she's average, but her allure is something that many beautiful women lack.

She washed for two minutes and then called me in, saying I should wash too. I said, "I've already washed," but I still took off my clothes and went in. She was washing her hair; it wasn't very long, so I naturally stood behind her, washing and massaging it, my already erect penis occasionally bumping against her buttocks.

After a while, she turned around and naturally squatted down, carefully washing my penis. It got bigger and bigger, reaching about 16 centimeters, and the angle of the erection was very high, almost touching my stomach. Let

me elaborate a bit more here, briefly introducing my basic information: 30 years old, teacher, college graduate, 171 centimeters tall, 118 pounds, a bit thin, nearsighted, used to be very handsome, but not anymore, haha. My characteristic in sex

is that the first time I usually don't last long, probably around 5 minutes, but one characteristic, or rather an advantage, is that after the first ejaculation, my penis doesn't get soft, and I can immediately go for a second round.

I looked up something called "the general doesn't dismount," and the second time I usually last a long time, the longest being about an hour before I felt the urge to ejaculate. The length of his penis was decent, about 17 centimeters when fully erect, and the diameter was also acceptable, with very thick hair around it.

As we washed, we started getting a little restless. I skillfully rubbed her nipples, and she started stroking my penis, then squatted down and started sucking it. To be honest, her technique wasn't very good, but I enjoyed it. While stroking her hair, I moved my hips slightly, letting my penis go in and out of her mouth.

After a while, I felt like I was going to ejaculate, so I said, "That's enough, that's enough. You're on

your period and still acting so seductive. Be careful I don't end up with a bloody mess." She spat out my penis, but still lingered, stroking it a few times with her hand and laughing, "Honey, I just missed you. And I feel like you really love me. Being with me isn't just about this."

I said, "Really? If you keep doing this, I'll just take you right here and now, even if you bleed."

She touched her genitals and said, "It's just a little blood, it's not completely over yet. Never mind, honey, hurry... hurry up and fuck me, my genitals are so itchy..."

I hesitated a bit and said, "Let's stop now. It's easy to get sick like this. Don't let a small thing cause a big problem. We'll have other chances later."

She said, "It's not so easy for us to meet. I really want to let loose this time. If I go south, we won't have many chances to see each other again..."

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt empty inside. Was I about to lose her? How would I live without her? She sensed my disappointment and kissed me, guiding my penis to her vagina with her hand. She even leaned over the sink, knowing my favorite position was from behind.

Because I felt I was about to lose her, I cherished our time together even more, so I didn't hold back. I adjusted the angle and slowly penetrated her from behind. Because she had given birth, she wasn't very tight inside, which I knew before, but I was worried she might be menstruating, so I went in slowly.

It was really hot inside, like being in a furnace, and it felt very tight, like a small hand gripping my penis tightly. I didn't know if it was because it had been over a month since we last did it, or because she was menstruating.

After a few tentative thrusts, I felt her vagina begin to secrete a lot of fluid, making the passage wider and wider. I increased the intensity of my attacks, each thrust lacking any finesse, just deep and forceful strokes, my testicles slapping against her plump buttocks with a loud slapping sound.

She quickly got into the mood, moaning as she thrust her hips back in sync: "Husband, my wild man, fuck me faster, fuck my cunt hard... Your big cock feels so good... Yes, like that, dear brother, dear man, dear husband... Are you fucking me good?..." Her moaning was so natural

, as if we had been together for a long time, which was a major reason why I couldn't forget her, and it was genuine and not exaggerated. Infected by her, I also began to thrust at high speed. Because I knew my first orgasm would come quickly, I didn't hide it, using the three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and I started to stimulate her verbally.

"Wife, is my cock big... Does it feel good to fuck you... Do you want me to fuck you like this..." And her loud answers always brought even more passion.

A few minutes later, I felt her inside getting hotter and tighter, knowing her first mini-orgasm was approaching. So, I increased my speed while continuing to stimulate her: "Wife, do you know what position this is? It's called the doggy style. Now we're like two male and female dogs in heat, aren't we?"

She shook her head and said, "I'm your little bitch, I'm your little bitch, I'm your little bitch, male dog, hurry up and fuck me... then bark a few times, let your husband hear it... no barking... woof woof... woof woof... ah, husband, I'm coming... coming..."

And so, amidst her "barking," we reached orgasm almost simultaneously. Because she had an IUD, I always ejaculated inside her, and we never used a condom. Firstly, I don't like wearing condoms, and secondly, we trust each other.

Afterwards, we washed up, this time I washed her, because such opportunities are rare, and I was very touched that she did this, showing that she truly cared. She really cares about me. She changed into a new sanitary napkin, got dressed, dried her hair, and we went out to eat.

We ate at a restaurant called Fat Brothers, and then strolled around the streets for a while. We saw a sex shop on the side of the road and went in to take a look. (It was my suggestion, but she didn't object, just said I was too naughty.)

The woman who owned the shop, a woman in her thirties, was extremely enthusiastic, recommending many sex toys to us. She even recommended aphrodisiacs to me in front of her, making her laugh heartily, while I was left speechless.

So I smiled and said to the woman, "Sister, whether I need these things or not, I should ask my wife; she's the most qualified to answer..."

This earned me several eye rolls and a few minor pains. Finally, after my insistence, I bought a bottle of good personal lubricant, a box of condoms, and a set of two small electric vibrators.

Then we went to a jade shop near the station and I bought her a small jade Buddha. She said, "Men wear Guanyin, women wear Buddha." "She insisted on buying me a small Guanyin statue. At first, the female shop owner thought we were from out of town because of our not-so-standard Mandarin, and she raised the price too high.

Haha, in the end, I said in the local dialect: 'Sister, I'm from around here. Don't make so much money. I know the price. In Zhenping, it's one yuan a bunch!'" "

The female shop owner knew I was a local as soon as she heard my name and quickly said, 'Brother, it's no problem. If you bargain and I think it

's a good price, I'll give it to you...' In the end, we both agreed to the deal. We bought some anti-inflammatory and gynecological medications at the pharmacy, as we were both afraid of catching some disease, especially since she was going through a sensitive period. Then we headed home to begin our second feat of the night.

Back in the room, she said she was tired and lay down on the bed without even taking

off her clothes. I took off my clothes and sat next to her, carefully observing her. She had drunk some beer during dinner, and her face was flushed, looking so alluring under the dim wall lamp, possessing a stunning charm. After a while, I couldn't resist and began to sexually harass her, using both hands and my tongue simultaneously. Soon she was panting heavily, tightly holding my head, not letting my tongue leave her already erect nipples. I skillfully drew circles on her navel with my fingers, while my other hand vigorously kneaded her buttocks, enjoying their full, smooth texture.

'Wife, do you remember what we did online before?'" "You said you wanted to give me your backside..."

"Honey, of course I remember. Sometimes I really wish I could give you my virginity, but you know, besides my boyfriend and my legal husband, you're my third man, and probably the last (her husband was impotent at the time, but he got better later). I knew you weren't up to any good when you were buying that personal lubricant. Fine, tonight I'll grant your wish and make up for what you missed with your wife. But be careful, it'll hurt a lot in that area."

When I heard her agree, I felt like Pigsy had eaten a ginseng fruit, extremely comfortable. I excitedly hugged her and kissed her passionately, saying, "My good wife, I love you to death." "

To be honest, I'm someone who likes to experiment with sex, but this is my first time doing anal sex. It's not that I haven't thought about it, but my wife absolutely refuses, and I can't force her. I think most men have a sense of curiosity and want to satisfy their darker desires, like SM, wife-swapping, or threesomes. I'm averse to those things and prefer one-on-one sex, which is fair for both men and women and shows respect for each other.

I know that women are afraid of their first time, so we have to proceed gradually, otherwise it will backfire. Although she has had sexual experience for over ten years, this is still her first time doing anal sex, so she must be a little nervous.

I decided to give her a warm and unforgettable experience, as a physical proof of our true love. I gently helped her undress, and first, I held her and we danced around the room a few times. She used to like dancing..." Then I took a towel and blindfolded her, carried her to the bed, and laid her down naturally.

I opened the bottle of lubricant, squeezed some out and applied it to my hands, then slowly began to apply it to her sensitive areas: her breasts, her armpits, her neck, her navel, her inner thighs, and even her toes. The cool sensation made her feel comfortable, and she lay there cooperatively, like a virgin on an altar.

Then I began to use my nimble tongue to roam over her body. When I passed her hard nipples, I gently bit them a couple of times with my teeth, and she rewarded me by gently stroking my short hair and my more sensitive earlobes with her hands. My tongue moved

back and forth on her inner thighs, teasing her desire. Her labia majora were probably swollen because of her period, and there was even a little blood at the entrance of her vagina. I carefully avoided that area and went straight for her small clitoris.

Under my diligent caresses, she quickly entered the fast lane to pleasure. Her breathing became more and more rapid, her buttocks began to wiggle, and she repeated in her small mouth, "Husband, so beautiful, you lick me so beautifully, it's amazing, it feels so good..."

While repeating the movements, I began my main operation for the night, carefully touching her anus with my lubricated middle finger. Feeling the strong suction of her anus, my efforts paid off, and with my unremitting efforts, my middle finger finally squeezed into her last "virgin territory."

In fact, any guy who has done anal sex should know that the tightest part of the anus is the entrance; the inside is actually quite spacious. Once you break through the first line of defense, you can go straight in.

With the efforts of my tongue and teeth, her vulva became unusually wet, and the arrival of a small orgasm was very sudden. She suddenly grabbed my hair tightly, her legs tensed and then relaxed, she stopped making a sound, her face was flushed, and her eyes were tightly closed. It felt a little scary, hehe.

I gently stopped what I was doing, just kissing and stroking her hair, waiting for her to calm down. A few minutes later, she recovered, opened her eyes, and her eyes were full of tenderness. I think this is the happiest moment for a man, to let the woman he loves experience ecstasy under his caresses. What more could one ask for in life?

"Honey, you're so good. I felt like I was going to die just now, really, like I was in heaven, I was so dizzy. Am I very lewd? How come you climaxed so easily?"

"Wife, maybe it's because your period is about to start, or maybe your sex life has been too bland before. The main reason is that we love each other and are willing to give to each other..."

She played with my already erect penis and said, "You naughty thing, how come it's so thick and big today? Don't tear it later, or I won't forgive you." She made a scissor gesture as she spoke.

I applied lubricant to my penis again, then got out of bed, patted her buttocks, and gestured for her to lie face down on the pillow. She knew I was serious this time, and said tremblingly, "Honey, if it hurts, stop..."

I was already ready to go, so I agreed and started applying lubricant to her anus. I tentatively inserted my middle finger again, and this time it was much easier than the last. After it was in, I moved my finger from side to side to help her get used to it, and then asked her, "How does it feel?"

She said, "It was a little uncomfortable at first, but it's much better now."

I added my index finger, and after doing this for a while, she seemed to feel something and said, "Honey, can you try putting your big penis in?"

I said, "Okay, honey, I love you so much."

I carefully adjusted the angle, and slowly placed my penis at her anus, holding it with one hand and pressing her buttocks with the other (to prevent her from moving around). Then I counted three in my mind and went in all at once.

The consequence was: "I felt really great, of course, the feeling was mainly psychological, but the sensation of my penis being tightly bound by the sphincter at my anus was really amazing, completely different from vaginal penetration; I think she felt more pain than pleasure!" She

kept saying, "It hurts so much..." and tears welled up in her eyes.

I comforted her, saying, "It'll be better in a while," while holding her buttocks tightly to prevent her from moving.

After a short while, she said, "It doesn't hurt so much anymore."

I tentatively moved a little, and she said, "Go slower." Hehe, that meant it was working. I moved my left middle finger to her clitoris, stroking her sensitive spot to get her into the mood quickly.

This trick really worked; soon she started to become aroused, her vulva secreting fluid, her buttocks beginning to wiggle slightly, and I began to gently thrust my penis in and out, helping it adapt to its virgin territory.

With the lubricant, it wasn't difficult for my penis to go in and out of her anus, and she had already begun to adapt to this mode of operation, even gently thrusting her buttocks back in response. Actually, the greater pleasure from anal sex mainly lies in satisfying a man's desire for conquest, which I personally feel is far less intense than vaginal sex.

After thrusting in and out of her anus countless times, I suddenly pulled out my penis. She abruptly lost her motivation for pleasure, feeling quite empty inside. But without hesitation, I thrust my penis into her already burning vagina.

"Oh, dear penis, I've missed you so much! This is wonderful enough, husband, it's so beautiful, I love you so much, oh..."

I started to speed up, and my speed infected her with madness. All sorts of lewd words followed. A woman's moans are the best aphrodisiac for a man. I began to thrust wildly, pounding into her wet vagina, leading her to an even greater climax.

At this moment, I felt like a qualified conductor. Under my direction, a passionate symphony was gradually building to its climax, but I needed to add something more.

I casually picked up a small electric vibrator that was already prepared and had a condom on, and inserted it into her anus, rotating it to match the thrusting of my penis.

At this point, she was practically going crazy. "Ah, ah, husband, it feels so good, so comfortable, it's like two dicks are fucking me, ah... don't stop, why did it come out... no... I want more..."

Actually, I had just switched the positions of my penis and the vibrator. This time, my penis entered her anus without any resistance, feeling as if it were second nature. I repeated this three times before finally ejaculating inside her anus. By then, she was limp on the bed, completely exhausted.

However, the consequence of this passion was that her period suddenly started, leaving a large patch of bright red blood on the carpet and sheets, which startled us both. She even complained that I didn't want her to live anymore.

But when I asked her how she felt, she said in a seductive whisper, "Husband, the feeling just now was worth dying for. I've never felt like this before. Sigh, I've lived for over 30 years in vain. How can I live without you? This blood is my compensation for your virginity!"

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