My Qian Ying

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As if newlywed bliss wasn't enough, Qian Ying and I went to see a late-night movie. The plot was moving
, and there were plenty of passionate scenes. When the protagonists were deeply moved, Qian Ying and I held hands, our eyes locked, love burning in our hearts. However, in this setting, we could only let it burn uncontrollably.
Unable to wait for the ending, we hurriedly left the theater. The night breeze was cool, and our passion burned even brighter. We practically ran home.
Breathless, we embraced and kissed tightly as soon as we entered. Qian Ying's hand first rested on my shoulder, then slowly moved to my chest, unbuttoning my shirt.
My leather buttons were also undone, and a trembling, cold hand slipped inside my bra, grasping a hot penis, her thumb rubbing its tip as if trying to warm it. But it almost made me ejaculate. I quickly removed my own clothes, and then somewhat roughly stripped her naked. Qian Ying leaned against the wall, still panting, her eyes filled with fear, but even more so with longing and anticipation. Perhaps she also felt her husband should have a bit of masculine wildness.
I leaned in and kissed her fiercely, simultaneously lifting one of her thighs and spreading it apart with one hand, while kneading her small breasts with the other, thrusting forward and penetrating her forcefully.
Qian Ying let out a soft "humph," she had never experienced such a direct approach from her husband before. She opened her alluring eyes and glanced at me with what seemed like displeasure. But I didn't care about that. Besides, Qian Ying's lower body was already soaking wet and open; I swear she wasn't looking at me like that because of pain.
At first, our movements were very slow and slow, but very forceful. I thrust upwards hard, and Qian Ying's body would tremble, followed by a long, heavy moan, while she clung tightly to me, drawing finger marks on my back with her fingertips. I pulled back, and Qian Ying followed my thrust forward, then I thrust again forcefully. Qian Ying let out a soft "hmm," her buttocks slamming against the wall with a low thud. I thrust several times, the wall thumping repeatedly.
My penis was fully inside Qian Ying's vagina, beginning small, rhythmic thrusts, but the speed increased. My balls slapped against Qian Ying's pinkish-white buttocks, producing a crisp, pleasant "slap, slap" sound, along with the sounds of her body hitting the wall, creating fleshy slurps with each thrust. Qian Ying's pink vulva opened and closed rhythmically with my penis, vaginal fluid constantly seeping out, forming a thin stream that dripped onto the floor.
"No...no, not now," Qian Ying said in a trembling voice.
I understood her meaning. I slowed down until I withdrew my penis from her vagina. I knelt between her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs. I looked down and saw glistening water droplets on the floor. Warm drops continued to fall from them. I looked up and stuck out my tongue, catching the last few drops of "nectar." Then she simply lowered her head and began to suck on the puddle of water on the ground.
A few more drops of water fell onto my head, accompanied by a charming laugh.
I stood up, held her slender waist, and turned her around. Qian Ying gave me another flirtatious wink and said sweetly, "Brother, what kind of trick are you going to play on me again?"
"Brother won't play tricks on me, brother wants to make his sister understand and happy."
I cupped Qian Ying's petite, delicate, white bottom and stroked it for a while until I couldn't control myself any longer. Then I held her waist again and thrust inside.
This time, just like last time, from weak to strong, from slow to fast. I placed one hand on her waist and the other on her chest, kneading her small breasts, pinching her pink nipples until they turned red, swollen, and hard.
Qian Ying moaned softly, also thrusting her buttocks back forcefully. I was overwhelmed with pleasure by her, and unconsciously threw my head back and cried out in ecstasy. Hearing my cries, Qian Ying became even more energetic, twisting her slender waist with all her might. This turned me from the active to the passive, following her movements back and forth. I never expected my innocent little wife, Qian Ying, to be so talented, or perhaps she was just naturally like that… Anyway, I was the one enjoying her.
Qian Ying's small mouth emitted captivating moans, a hundred times more beautiful than any of her usual humming. Her swaying ponytail swept in front of my eyes, a bit of an eyesore, so I untied her hair knot. Instantly, her beautiful long hair flowed gently, making her even more alluring.
At this moment, a long thrust caused my penis to slip out of her vagina. I was momentarily stunned, and
Qian Ying quickly turned around, wrapping her arms around my neck, pressing her upper body against me, and bending her legs, clinging to me. I breathed heavily, supporting her buttocks with one hand, and with the other, I inserted my penis into her lower body, and began thrusting again.
After a while, the two switched sides and did it again, finally returning to the rear-entry position. I thrust wildly, while Qian Ying cried out in unrestrained pleasure. I called her name, telling her I was about to ejaculate.
Qian Ying turned her head, a little breathless, and said, "Ah...what...what...oh, okay, you...come on."
So I thrust violently, finally pushing forward. The two of them made moaning sounds. Then I pulled away, my penis springing out. I grabbed it and swung it around, the white semen like snowflakes, scattering onto Qian Ying's snow-white buttocks.
I was panting heavily and collapsed onto the large chair behind me. Qian Ying was slightly panting, her beautiful eyes filled with laughter. I smiled back at her.
"Come on," I whispered to her.
Qian Ying laughed and plopped down on my lap. "Are you alright?"
"You've been belittling me like this, so you'll have to pay a price."
"What price?"
"The price of pleasure."
"I'd be willing, but I'm afraid you can't."
Without another word, I cupped her breasts and fondled them, then pinched one nipple in each hand and sucked on it for a while. Qian Ying closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, as if she were already giving in.
I didn't "let her off" and moved to the other breast, doing the same thing. Qian Ying no longer held back and began to moan softly. Warm drops of fluid fell onto my thighs.
Actually, I was already erect, just waiting for her to be fully aroused. My penis touched Qian Ying's genitals, and she immediately spread her legs, rubbing her hairy genitals against my penis, then sat down.
"Can't wait, can you?" I laughed.
"Damn it!" Qian Ying spat. But the movements didn't stop.
I skillfully dodged Qian Ying's movements.
"What are you doing? No!"
"Say it, little sister wants big brother to go inside."
"No!"
"Then figure it out yourself."
"Hmm. Little sister... wants big brother to go inside."
"What?"
"Little sister wants big brother's thing to go inside little sister's body."
"Figure it out yourself."
"Okay, you."
Qian Ying shouted, then without saying another word, grabbed my penis and shoved it inside. She let out a satisfied hum, then opened her eyes wide, looking at me defiantly, while simultaneously bending over and moving up and down.
"I did it on purpose, haha."
"Bad!"
Then we got to the main event. Qian Ying held me in her arms, and we moved up and down for a while. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of her beautiful back in the mirror behind her, and I saw her pretty little bottom rising and falling between my legs. Between her snow-white buttocks was a red, fleshy pillar and a purplish ball of flesh. Looking at this vibrant color and listening to my lover's moving moans, how could I not be intoxicated?
Qian Ying happily enjoyed disregarding her husband's efforts. Her moans were incessant, her movements continuous. Sometimes she would deliberately stop, pressing her buttocks down, and sometimes she would twist her waist a few times. My ball of flesh would be pressed until it was red and swollen. So I thrust upwards a few times, and Qian Ying let out a few moans. I felt a warm, sticky fluid flowing down from under her buttocks along my ball of flesh.
At this moment, our movements began to speed up again. Our lower bodies made sounds when they touched. I was a little surprised because the sounds seemed less crisp than before. I looked in the mirror behind me again, but it wasn't clear. So I put my arm around Qian Ying's waist and lifted her buttocks. I saw a white patch on her buttocks and was a little confused. But immediately I became impulsive because I remembered that it was the semen I had just ejaculated on Qian Ying's buttocks! Qian Ying's vaginal fluid kept gushing out, flowing down her buttocks onto my penis, which had been pressed tightly against Qian Ying's buttocks and was covered in my own semen. Now, the water washed it away, and the little red ball turned into a little white ball.
I was incredibly itchy and just wanted to indulge myself. So I started thrusting hard. Qian Ying trembled and told me not to rush, but I really couldn't hold on any longer. Helpless, Qian Ying suddenly stood up. But it was too late. My penis sprang out of her vagina, still erect, and trembled. A stream of milky white fluid spurted from the head of my penis, some landing on Qian Ying's pubic hair, some in a straight line on her lower abdomen and chest, and a few drops on her breasts, one of which landed squarely on her pink nipple.

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