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[The romantic night Uncle Liu brought me] 

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I 've lost count of how many times I've met people I met online. My senses are practically numb; it's probably

no . The advantage of studying away from home is that no one's supervising me, so I've gradually become addicted

to pleasure and one-night stands. I enjoy being pampered in the arms of different men.


A white Jetta stopped in front of me, and a slightly aged face appeared before me. He

smiled tentatively at me. I opened the car door and said, "Uncle Liu?" This man, almost 50, was

the "gentleman" I'd just met online. Looking at his bloated figure, I could only sigh; another old and fat

guy. I like older men, so my one-night stands are almost always with men around 50. Men

like that make me feel like a father, a sense of security.


"I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. Last time I saw a girl at XX school, I didn't even dare look her in the eye,

haha..." He said, turning his head to steal glances at my face and chest as he drove. A man like that wouldn't even deign to

seduce me . My age itself is already a fatal temptation for him, let alone

an old man like him with no power and no money.


I playfully turned my head and asked him, "Uncle Liu, where are we going?"


The old man smiled gently, like a flower in bloom, and said, "Little thing, where do you want to go? Want to go for a stroll

or come to my house to rest? I've been driving all day." The implication was that he was inviting me to his house

.


I placed my hand on his hand, which was on the gear shift, and asked, "Isn't Auntie home?"


Seeing that I had taken the initiative so readily, this lecherous old man became even more unrestrained and eager, immediately starting to grope my body

. "She's away on a business trip."


I gave him a half-hearted push and let him do as he pleased. The old man was delighted, and while waiting at

a he even reached into my underwear and started touching my pubic hair.


"Here... do you want Uncle?" The old man looked at me lecherously, his fingers

pressing around inside.


I found his behavior hilarious. This kind of man acts like a perfect gentleman in public,

but when no one's watching, he's a complete jerk—a typical repressed pervert. But I was happy to play along

. You play me, I play you!


I pretended to be scared, putting my index finger to my lower lip and saying, "Will you eat me?"


At that moment, he really looked like he wanted to pounce on me and devour me. "Uncle will take care of

you," I said, then sped off.


As soon as I stepped into his house—a typical two-bedroom apartment in the city—before I could even

get a good look at the room, this seemingly respectable old man impatiently locked the door,

grabbed me, and kissed me with his smelly, chewed-gum-stained lips.


His lips were soft compared to a man's, and his hands roamed restlessly, scratching my chest until it ached slightly. His other hand lifted my skirt and, through my underwear , randomly rubbed and prodded

around my vagina with some unknown finger .   I nestled obediently in his arms, my arms wrapped around the back of his head, responding with soft moans of pleasure, "Ah...mmm...ah..." as I thrust my lower body towards him.   This older man, unable to resist temptation, was completely captivated by me. He forcefully lifted me onto a table with a computer, then rummaged through the drawers, finally finding a bottle and pouring out a pill.   I already had a pretty good idea of what it was, so I wrapped my legs around him and kissed his stinky mouth. His heart was pounding. He pressed me down onto the table, quickly pulling off my lace panties.   I don't usually wear these kinds of panties because sitting in them is very uncomfortable. But men love them; they think women who wear them are more womanly and more sexually aroused. So I only wear lace or thongs when I'm going out at night to meet men.   The lecherous old man, faced with such a young body, seemed a little unsure where to begin. He'd squat down and lick my vulva, then climb up and kiss my lips, then burrow under my shirt and nibble at my nipples. I didn't have to move much to give him immense pleasure.   The drug must have been taking effect; he quickly pulled down his pants and took out his enormous penis from his underwear. I gasped! Such a thick penis! It was the thickest penis I'd ever seen! While it wasn't very long, it was incredibly thick.   We barely spoke throughout. Then the old man stared at me wickedly and asked, "Do you like Uncle 's treasure?"   "It's so big…so thick!" I said, demonstrating my point by getting up from the table and squatting the floor, taking his thick penis into my mouth.   He hadn't expected such a young and beautiful body to lick his penis so readily. His body trembled, and he held my head in his hands, moaning with pleasure! Few wives of men his age are willing to lick their genitals, probably due to the deep influence of the old society. But for me, it's become a habit, a hobby.   I rubbed the ridges of his glans back and forth with my tongue, then took the whole thing into my mouth, deeply inserting it into my throat, and then slowly spitting it out. One hand held the base of his penis, while the other gently massaged his scrotum . The old man was incredibly comfortable, moaning like a woman in love.   I moved my hand that was massaging his scrotum back, using my middle finger to search for his anus. This seemed to stimulate him, as he spread his legs to cooperate. I drew circles on his anus with my finger, occasionally poking it in.   At this point, Old Liu seemed to really lose control. He grabbed my hair, pressed me onto the table, and then lifted one of my legs, pressing it onto the table as well. My overall posture looked as ridiculous as a yellow dog urinating. As soon as I got into position, he came up from behind, thrusting his thick, smelly penis into my vagina.   Although my vagina was already wet with desire, anticipating his entry, I was still a little disoriented by the sudden entry of his large penis . The tearing pain from the penetration made me scream, "Ah...it hurts so much!" This undoubtedly gave Lao Liu a shot of adrenaline. He began thrusting even harder and faster.



























































































The slight pain quickly subsided, replaced by immense excitement and pleasure. I hadn't expected this old man to be so skilled

.


I moaned in response, "Ah... Uncle, you... you're making me feel so... so good!...

Ah... um... Ah! No!! Gently! Gently... Ah... Uncle, you're so amazing!... Your

thing so big... Ah... I can't take it anymore..."


"You little slut... Uncle... good... no... ah..." The old man had only been at it for a dozen

minutes when he started panting heavily. Despite being exhausted, he didn't cut corners in his piston-like movements.


"Uncle is so... amazing! I love you so much... so much... love your big cock! Ah... I...

what if I... can't live without it... what will I do, good... Uncle!" His thick penis slid against

the walls , each thrust so full, only slightly regrettable that it didn't reach my G-spot. I deliberately said this

to encourage him.


Men are animals who think with their lower bodies; when you praise him for doing a good job, he'll feel like he's in heaven and serve me even more

diligently . I knew this was working wonders on him, as the old man increased his pressure.


"Then Uncle... will help you... from now on... okay..."


"Ah... Uncle... I... I..." As I was speaking, I felt a surge of heat rush from my head down,

then from my bottom up, and then out of my vagina with a "plop," a gush of vaginal fluid shot out, and I reached

orgasm . The old man probably had never seen a woman ejaculate before; he seemed a little dazed. I said softly, "It feels so good,

Uncle, I haven't had an orgasm to the point of ejaculation in so long!"


"You little slut, I haven't ejaculated yet!" With that, he picked me up and carried me to the bed. He lifted my legs

and put them on his shoulders, then pressed his hands on my breasts and rubbed them vigorously, while his large penis poked at my

buttocks from side to side but couldn't find the right spot.


I freed one hand and grasped his thick, large penis. "Uncle's penis is so big." Then I inserted the old man's

penis into my vagina, which was already beginning to contract tightly.


"Then Uncle will be your husband, okay..."


"Husband..."


The old man fucked me for almost half an hour before he finally finished. Older men's glans is

n't as sensitive, so they usually last longer than younger men. Plus, he

was on drugs , which really wore me down.


I lay on the old man's chest, listening to his heavy breathing, my head rising and falling with his chest. I

gently pinched his nipples and acted coquettishly. The old man was overjoyed.


He played with my labia in his hands, sometimes stretching them out, sometimes opening them to explore inside.


The old man's rough hands rubbed my labia majora and minora, arousing my desire again. I rolled over and sat on

the old man, leaning down to kiss his mouth, his tongue, his nose, his eyes, his chin... all the way to his nipples

, gently biting them with my teeth, then sucking like a baby asking for milk.


The old man held my breasts in his hands, closing his eyes and moaning as he enjoyed it. I continued kissing downwards,

his navel, lower abdomen, pubic hair… and then his erect penis! Up close, it was so thick and

magnificent .


I gently slid my tongue up from the base of his penis, past the sharply defined glans,

and then to that small opening—the place where men urinate!


I inserted my tongue into that small opening, poking and prodding it, occasionally taking the glans into my

mouth using my lips to shield it from my teeth so as not to hurt the sensitive tip. Sometimes I mimicked

the sensation of a vaginal opening with my mouth, sometimes I mimicked the penis with my tongue, treating that small opening like my own vagina, making the

old man so comfortable that he grabbed my head and pressed it relentlessly against his crotch!


I held his thick, hard penis with my hand, then took one of his large scrotums into my mouth, alternating between the other

, licking the base of his scrotum with my tongue. The old man was so happy that he rubbed my vulva, which was straddling

his feet, with his toes. Finally, he simply thrust his big toe directly into my vagina. I

cried out, "Ah!" and jumped up, "You bad husband, you're hurting me!"


But in my heart, I was thinking, "This old bastard, I wonder if he has athlete's foot or some kind of vaginitis that I've given him.

I'll make him ejaculate himself to death! "


The old man laughed and then took my nipple into his mouth. His skillful tongue

pampered so good! I slightly lifted my buttocks, intending to sit on his large penis, but he

grabbed , grinning lewdly, and asked, "Want it again? You little slut."


My lust was already rising, and this old man was still torturing me. I angrily lowered my head and bit his lower lip, shoving

my tongue into his mouth. The old man held me tightly in his arms, and I managed to lift

my buttocks and insert his penis into me. That moment was incredibly pleasurable; his thick, large penis filled

my vagina completely. I tilted my head back, enjoying the sensation.


Before I could fully savor the pleasure of penetration, the old man couldn't hold back any longer, grabbing my waist and

gesturing for me to move up and down. I pushed him down onto the bed, squatted down, and pressed my hands against his lower abdomen, squatting and

rising! Because of the angle, this allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper into my honeypot.


With a series of "slap! slap!" sounds, I looked down at our joined bodies. The thick, hard penis was deeply

inserted into my vaginal cavity. With each thrust, the large penis would pull out bits of

the inner walls of my vagina, white flesh, and when it went in, it seemed to bring in even my pubic hair. Because of

its size and tightness, every thrust was so precise and stimulating.


I looked up at the old man; he was also staring intently at this beautiful scene. Seeing me looking at him, he gave

a smug, wicked smile. My juices were flying everywhere, and I spread my labia majora with my hands, allowing him a clearer view of

how the large penis was thrusting in and out of my honeypot.


The old man put his hands behind his head, leisurely enjoying the pleasure I was giving him, occasionally

closing his eyes to savor the moment.


Squatting on him, my buttocks rose and fell, but after a while, I couldn't hold

on any longer I gave in. I slumped softly against Uncle Liu, whispering in his ear, "Husband, help..."


The old man rolled over, picked me up, and carried me back to the table with the computer, letting me sit on one side of the table.

He positioned himself in the corner, then dragged over a chair and stepped onto it. It seemed he used this position often, otherwise he

wouldn't be so skilled. Once everything was ready, he got to work! To be honest, he didn't have any fancy moves;

he just thrust in and out, accompanied by heavy breathing.


"Ah…husband…it's killing me…ah…um…gently, gently…ah!…

I can't take it …um…harder…harder…"


"Little slut…will you…go back to Uncle Liu…?…um!…I'll fuck you…to death

…do you like your husband fucking you!…" We incoherently enjoyed the pleasure of sex, and I

reached orgasm again and again beneath him. Until my vagina was so dry that not a single drop of lubrication could flow, he

finally ejaculated his thick fluid inside me.


I took a quick shower at his house and left, despite his repeated attempts to persuade me

to stay. Night fell quickly, and I walked along the deserted streets, knowing I wouldn't

stop . It's not that I'm shameless or lack virtue; I'm simply walking my own path, the path I want to follow,

doing as I please. I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't want to force myself to be a saint… Would you

love me like this?


[The End]

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