Classmates and bedmates

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The company sent me there to develop business in XX city, and it happened to be time to meet up with my college friends, Mr. and Mrs. Gang. They were my classmates in college.
As soon as I got off the bus, I saw Gang's wife, Fang. I was surprised to see her there to pick me up. Before I could ask, Fang spoke first: "He had a very important meeting today and couldn't pick you up, so he specifically asked me to come." I replied, "It's nothing, he can go about his business." Fang continued, "I cooked dinner. We were originally planning to celebrate together as a family, but it seems I'll be the only one to welcome you today."
Back at their house, a table laden with food greeted us. Fang took out a bottle of red wine and said, "Let's have a drink to our old classmate." After a few drinks, a blush appeared on Fang's face. I had always found it strange that she hadn't said a word, just kept drinking silently. I asked her what was bothering her. Fueled by the alcohol, Fang revealed that she had been working in a government department for the past few years, with many social engagements, and had basically neglected her family. Every day she would come home drunk and collapse into bed. They hadn't had sex for almost six months.
The conversation gradually turned to sex, and the alcohol flowed more and more. I could see the burning desire in Fang's eyes—the desire of a mature woman. At this moment, Fang slowly walked over and sat on my lap, saying, "Am I not very feminine?" Before I could answer, two wet, burning lips sealed my own. I could no longer resist, and I picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. I threw her forcefully onto the bed, letting out a captivating moan. Her body was burning hot, like a storm of desire, and I rushed headlong into its center.
I pounced on her, our lips meeting, my hands kneading her full breasts. Her white, tender breasts changed shape in my hands, her eyes closed, emitting moans that drove me wild.
My right hand slowly moved down, and when I took her high, rounded mons pubis into my palm through her panties, she writhed beneath me like a snake, her right hand reaching for my... As she grasped my engorged penis in my crotch, she let out a captivating moan. Fang Meng rolled over, pinning me beneath her and pulling my penis out of her pants. Fang couldn't help but gasp. My penis was a full 17cm long, the glans a size of a small egg.
At that moment, Fang opened her mouth and took my penis in, moving her buttocks towards my face. I knew she wanted me to give her oral sex. I pulled down my underwear, revealing two large, fleshy labia majora covered in dark pubic hair. Her entire vulva was wet, and when I parted her labia, I saw a clear liquid flowing out.
Even with countless sexual encounters, this was the first time I'd seen such a torrent of love fluid. At that moment, I heard Fang let out a… She was making "woo-woo" sounds, begging me to lick her. I quickly opened my mouth and enveloped her thick labia, and Fang let out a moan of pleasure. I gently bit her labia majora with my teeth, while my tongue swirled forcefully over Fang's clitoris. Fang had already released my penis and was moaning incessantly. After a while, Fang turned around and aimed my penis at her vagina.
Just then, the doorbell rang. I quickly pushed her down and put on my pants. Fang also quickly put on her skirt, not even bothering to put on her underwear. She gave me a resentful look and rushed to open the door.
At that moment, Gang came in. I could tell at a glance that he had drunk a lot, and he was talking nonsense. We quickly helped him up, and then we noticed that Fang was wearing a very short nightgown. Because she was helping Gang up, half of her buttocks were exposed. I reached out and pinched and played with them, and my fingers kept going in and out of her vagina.
Gang suddenly stopped and said to me: "Brother... buddy, it's been so long... so long... I don't have time to spend with you today, I'm so... sorry, tomorrow... tomorrow... tomorrow we'll have a good... good drink." He finished with another long string of drunken ramblings, and I answered him incoherently. Fang got drunk, and my fingers kept stroking her clitoris. The intense pleasure caused Fang's vagina to overflow, but her husband was right there, and she was being violated by me, yet it was indescribably stimulating. Suddenly, I felt Fang tremble, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, flowing from her inner thighs onto the floor. She had orgasmed.
Fang glared at me angrily, trying to calm her rapid breathing and convulsing body. Luckily, she was just drunk. Alcohol, otherwise they would definitely have found out.
Fang quickly helped Gang to bed, and Gang's snoring was like thunder. Fang rushed into my room, closed the door, took off her pajamas and threw them on the floor, threw herself into my arms and put her cherry lips on mine, unbuckling my belt and gripping my penis tightly.
I was surprised; her kiss was so wild, it seemed to suck my soul away. Her hands were so strong that I felt a slight pain. Why would she, who usually seemed so petite and cute, have such a strong desire? Could it be love...? Can desire really change a person?
Fang finally pulled away from my lips and said in a voice filled with desire, "Love me!" I picked her up and laid her flat on the bed, her hands gripping my penis tightly. I kissed her from her neck down to her breasts. Only then did I realize how large and white her breasts were, with her nipples and areolas all brownish-red.
Fang then pushed one of her breasts into my mouth, and I took the nipple into my mouth and began to suckle hard, occasionally biting it lightly with my front teeth. Fang's breathing grew louder and louder... The more urgent her breathing became, the more her entire body turned a vibrant pink. I gently reached one hand to her overflowing vulva, my thumb circling the clitoris, which was already almost a finger's width high, and rubbed it incessantly with my palm, taking her entire vulva into my hand. Her juices flowed through my hand.
Her previous snoring had ceased; the room was filled with her rapid breathing and near-death moans. I parted her plump thighs, fully exposing her engorged labia majora to me. She grasped my penis, guiding it closer to her vagina. At the opening. I thrust my hips forward, and my penis instantly plunged fully into her vagina, forcing open the cervix and reaching the uterus.
My first impression was that her vagina wasn't very tight; after all, a 28-year-old woman can't compare to an 18-year-old. However, the amount of vaginal fluid was more than I had ever experienced before. It felt like my penis was inserted into a container filled with vaginal fluid, and water splashed onto my lower abdomen. Instantly, the vaginal tissues gathered up, tightly surrounding my penis, leaving no gaps. I felt completely enveloped, as if I were inside a... Inside the black box, the walls pressed against me relentlessly.
The moment I penetrated, Fang's mouth gaped open, uttering no sound. Her supine body straightened, her eyes rolled back, and her chest stopped heaving. This was the first time I'd seen a woman react this way to penetration; I must have reached a point I hadn't been able to reach before.
I quickly withdrew my penis completely, then thrust it back in forcefully. Fang let out a low moan, struggling to cling to my back, offering her cool lips to mine. I knew she wanted to silence her groan with my mouth.
I... I pressed my hands firmly against her inner thighs to allow my penis to penetrate as deeply as possible into her uterus.
A tingling, itchy sensation traveled from her uterus to her spine and then to her brain, plunging Fang into a state of frenzy. The pressure on her vagina grew heavier, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. My right hand reached behind her and touched her anus. Her anus was already soaked with vaginal fluid, and my index finger circled and rubbed against her shy clitoris.
As I played with her clitoris, she trembled all over and said in an almost inaudible voice: "No...don't...shame...I'm sure this place hasn't been touched before, and her clitoris is constantly contracting and relaxing; this must be her erogenous zone. I want this place that no one has ever used. But I won't have that chance today; my climax is approaching."
Just then, I felt Fang begin to tremble below me, her moans and breathing becoming faster and faster. Suddenly, Fang cried out: "It's coming...I'm coming...give it to me...give it to me quickly...shoot it in..." At that moment, I thrust my index finger into her clitoris.
The most shameful part of her body was being violated, yet it felt so good. And the person was her husband's friend, her husband was sleeping next door, and she was being penetrated by his friend, even having her anus violated… A flood of thoughts instantly overwhelmed her: shame, despair, betrayal… all converging. The pleasure in her vagina, the pleasure in her anus, the stinging pain in her anus combined into a surging tide, instantly engulfing her. Fang let out a scream like someone dying, then all was silent.
At the same time, I felt her vagina tighten, no longer allowing me to thrust; her cervix gripped my glans tightly, as if sucking on it relentlessly. I could no longer endure it, and with a roar, I ejaculated violently into Fang's body.
When the climax subsided, I saw Fang beneath me, her face streaked with tears—perhaps shame, perhaps regret, perhaps self-reproach, or perhaps satisfaction. I gently kissed her, lifted myself up, and prepared to leave her. Fang clung tightly to me, refusing to let me move. "Don't come out, please, let me feel your presence and warmth all night long." I couldn't help but hug her tightly until there was no gap between us.
The room was filled with the mixed smell of sweat and honey. Fang quickly fell asleep beneath me. I gazed at her face; tears still clung to her cheeks, the flush from her climax lingering. A sudden unease gripped me. She was my friend's wife, yet she was sleeping peacefully beneath me. Her reaction was so different from that of a woman I'd just had a fling with. At first, I only saw her as a woman lacking her husband's care. My lovemaking with her started as an impulse, like having an affair with my friend's wife, but later it was filled with tenderness, hoping she could find a sense of being loved in me.
Because of this, I prioritized satisfying her throughout the entire process. Perhaps she sensed this, which explains my indulgence towards her during the encounter. I've been with many women, but none have brought me to the same level of climax as her today. Her pleasure wasn't merely physical; it could only occur when both her emotional and physical emptiness were simultaneously filled. Perhaps this is what's called spiritual and physical harmony.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought surfaced: Could she have fallen in love with me? No, absolutely not, I can't destroy their family. This absolutely cannot happen again. I must leave them… As my mind raced with these wild thoughts, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. At
five o'clock, my phone alarm rang. Fang sat up beside me. I didn't want to look at her, pretending to continue sleeping. I felt her gaze linger for a while, then her lips pressed against mine, a gentle kiss. I opened my eyes a crack and saw her turn away, get out of bed, bend down to pick up the nightgown she'd thrown on the floor last night, and leave the room.
At eight o'clock, I was woken up by a stern voice. Because of the intense activity last night, coupled with my own overthinking, I hadn't slept soundly, and my eyes were dark. Seeing me like this, he teased, "Hehe, getting a problem sleeping in a new bed, huh? You're a grown woman
, traveled all over the country for so long, and you still can't sleep in a new bed? I don't understand you." I smiled wryly, thinking, "If you knew what caused these dark circles under your eyes, you'd be crazy." Fang was busy in the kitchen. I brushed my teeth, my breath still carrying the smell of Fang's genitals from last night.
When I came out, Fang had already prepared a breakfast: poached eggs, milk, bread, a fruit platter, and homemade pickles. Sigh… I sighed inwardly. I hadn't had such a nice breakfast since leaving my parents. Every day I'd buy a two-yuan steamed bun from the shop downstairs and eat it while driving. If only my wife were like Fang! Why didn't I make a move on her in college? I was shocked. How could I have such thoughts? I had to wake up.
Just then, Fang put a poached egg in my bowl and said, "Fang said you were tired yesterday, so she made this especially for you to nourish yourself." I glanced at Fang and saw her face was flushed. Gang had noticed too, and he said, "What's there to be shy about? We're all old classmates." I sighed inwardly again.
Just then, Gang raised his milk and said, "Yesterday, Ming graced my humble abode with his presence, but I didn't have time to welcome him properly. So, I'm offering milk in place of wine..." Hearing this, I almost spat out the fried egg in my mouth and cursed, "Good heavens, can you please rephrase this? Is there really such a thing as using milk in place of wine?" "Why not? There is such a thing as 'milk doesn't intoxicate, people intoxicate themselves,' you business people can't have never heard of that, right?" He finished with a wicked grin. "
Nonsense... Don't interrupt, let me finish. I'll toast you with milk in place of wine. When I'm done with my work, I'll host a proper banquet to treat my old classmate." He then drank the milk in one gulp. I glanced at him sideways: "You've picked up quite a few good and bad habits these past few years, even bringing your bureaucratic airs to me." I coughed twice and said, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it. It's called being influenced by what you see and hear. It's the same thing every time we eat at work, there's nothing I can do about it.
" At this point, Fang spoke up: "You don't know, once when he came to my house, my dad praised him a few times, and he actually replied, 'Thank you for your kind words
, leader.' My family almost died laughing." I laughed so hard I couldn't eat. I glanced at my watch and said, "I have to go, I'm late, my head will be split open. Today, Fang will accompany you to look around and get a feel for things. We'll take care of the work later. You should stay here with me. If you have to rent a place, I'll be furious." I… "Don't say anymore, ah, the organization understands your situation. What you need to do now is obey the organization's arrangements, do your job diligently, and take care of everything else later…" Stop, stop, are you going to keep making me sick? Sorry, I let it slip again. That's settled then, no more whining. I sighed, thinking, "Didn't you just push that hot, fleshy egg into my arms?"
I saw him to the door and said, "Spend more time with your wife, don't neglect her. Women need time to be loved." "Come on, why are you being so nagging? I don't have time for her right now, I'm too busy with my boss." "You… alright, go back and continue eating your meal, I'm leaving." He then jogged downstairs. I sighed again, "With your wife like this, it would be a shame if she didn't cheat on you."
Back in the room, Fang had already packed her things. Seeing me come in, she said, "I'll change my clothes right away, then we'll go shopping." "Do you have a change of clothes? If not, you can wear his." I said yes.
I casually put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, ready to go out in slippers. After a while, Fang came out of the room. She had changed into a white dress that just reached her thighs, revealing a large portion of her snow-white thighs. With light makeup, she looked completely different from yesterday, exuding the charm of a mature young woman.
I couldn't help but swallow hard. Fang noticed and rolled her eyes at me, saying, "What are you looking at? Let's go."
Along the way, Fang kept telling me about the situation, but I barely listened. I was preoccupied with what to do next. How should I handle this relationship? Should I continue or stop? If I continue, what will happen later? Stopping immediately would be a huge blow to her, but the longer it goes on, the harder it will be to salvage the situation. If I stop now, and she does something rash, it will be a lifelong regret… My mind was a mess. I couldn't help but think of the scholar's words: "Heavens, son, please, take me away!"
Walking and thinking, it was noon, the sun was high, and Fang asked me, "What do you want to eat?" "
You decide, this is your territory." "
There's a restaurant in the North Suburb Park that's really good, shall I take you to try it?" "But it's a bit far, we'll have to catch the bus." "
Okay, wherever you want to go."
We quickly boarded the bus, which was packed with people. I stood behind Fang, shielding her with my arms to prevent her from being jostled. She leaned against me, and I felt my penis pressing against her full buttocks, rubbing against them with the swaying of the bus. I couldn't help but think of her snow-white buttocks from last night; it was a shame I hadn't had a proper look at them. Thinking of last night, I couldn't help but get excited, and my penis gradually became erect.
Fang clearly felt my change. She simply lifted her buttocks, aligning her buttocks with my penis. Even though she was wearing shorts and a skirt, I could still feel the head of my penis slowly entering her buttocks. Her buttocks opened and closed, gripping my penis. At this moment, Fang's face was flushed, her breathing rapid, and she gripped the handrail, forcefully pushing her buttocks towards me, swaying back and forth against me.
My desire was also surging, and all those previous thoughts were thrown to the back of my mind. I slipped my right hand inside her skirt and stroked her rounded thighs, but I didn't touch her genitals. Fang's reaction grew stronger, her buttocks pressing against me repeatedly.
At that moment, I felt a warm liquid flowing down my hand. I really couldn't imagine that a woman's juices could be so abundant, soaking her panties and dripping down. I smeared the juices on my hand onto her thighs, stroking them back and forth like applying sunscreen. I whispered in her ear: "You're wet." Fang pressed her lips close to my ear and said in a voice so sweet it could melt me: "It's all because of you."
I forcefully pulled her panties down to the cleft between her right labia majora and thigh, trapping the two large labia in my palm. As far as a woman's body is concerned, my favorite part is the labia majora, and every time I make love to a woman, I carefully examine them. Yesterday, I was too excited, and since she was basically in charge, I didn't get to enjoy myself properly. Today, I'm going to make up for it.
Her entire vulva can be summed up in one word—fat. From her long, hairy mons pubis to her labia majora, it's the largest I've ever seen on a woman. She probably wouldn't dare wear tight-fitting athletic pants in the summer, otherwise, you could clearly see the high protrusion of her mons pubis and the cleft formed by her labia majora.
My hand continued to explore it. Her labia majora were closed very well, so it seems she doesn't use them often. Between the labia majora and the cleft, the right labia minora peeked out slightly, like a shy girl peeking at her lover through a door. Now, her entire vulva, thanks to my caresses, was incredibly smooth, as if it had been soaked in oil.
At this moment, Fang's sickeningly sweet voice rang in my ear again: "I think we're so perverted." My hands didn't stop, and I leaned close to her ear and said: "How are we perverted?
It's like the bus sex scenes in novels
!! You even read those novels?"
He hadn't touched me for over a year. Every time, I would just read novels and then...
I was so shocked. I never imagined Fang would masturbate while reading erotic novels.
She continued whispering in my ear: "Every time I read erotic novels, I get very excited and ejaculate very quickly, but I always thought it was fiction. I never thought something like this would actually happen."
As she spoke, I changed my approach. My hand went under her crotch, my palm pressed against her vaginal opening, my ring and middle fingers parted the top of her labia majora, trapping the clitoris between them and rubbing it back and forth. My index and little fingers squeezed her labia majora up and down. My thumb went to her anus and rubbed it back and forth forcefully. I deliberately avoided touching inside her vagina because a woman's orgasm can be divided into clitoral orgasm and vaginal orgasm. I wanted her to experience a different kind of pleasure.
Fang's breathing became more and more rapid. She buried her head, tightly closed her mouth, her brows furrowed, and tried her best to resist the urge to scream brought on by pleasure.
I pressed my ring and middle fingernails lightly against her clitoris, dragging them back and forth like a saw.
Just then, I noticed a girl, about 15 years old and in a school uniform, watching us. Her face was flushed, her chest heaving, and her eyes were fixed on the movements I made inside Fang's skirt. She had probably never seen anything like it before; her legs were tightly pressed together, and her inner thighs were rubbing together.
I whispered in Fang's ear, "The little girl next to me is watching us."
Fang quickly turned her head, meeting the girl's eyes. I saw surprise and shyness in the girl's eyes.
However, Fang's reaction was even stronger. Being watched like this was tantamount to having sex in front of others; shame and humiliation flooded her mind, but this feeling mingled with pleasure, pushing her to the peak.
Fang grabbed my thigh and whispered in my ear again, "I'm lost... I'm really lost..."
I believe the girl heard this; her underdeveloped chest suddenly convulsed violently, her legs clenched tightly, and her thighs rubbed together forcefully. Perhaps, under Fang's influence, the girl reached her first orgasm.
The orgasm washed over her like a flood, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. I held her tightly with my other arm to prevent her from collapsing. Her anus and vagina seemed to have a suction force, trying to pull my palm and thumb in. I pressed my thumb hard against her anus, making her orgasm even more intense. The honey-like fluid flowing from her vagina slid down my hand, dripping onto the car floor.
Two full minutes passed before she recovered, leaning weakly against me. I slowly withdrew my hand and deliberately wiped it on her face. Strangely, she didn't object. I asked her why she didn't object, and she looked at me with those big eyes, which I saw were filled with deep love. She softly said, "I'm yours, you can do whatever you want with me." After saying that, she reached out and touched the base of my still-erect penis, hard as iron, which was still inserted between her buttocks, and whispered, "I'll help you when we get off at the park." A surge of heat rose within me.
The bus announcement came over the loudspeaker: the next stop is North Suburb Park; passengers wishing to disembark should prepare to exit through the rear door.
Just then, I prepared to get off. I took my penis out of Fang's buttocks, and noticed the girl staring intently. Suddenly, she realized I was looking at her and quickly turned her face and body away. I quietly leaned close to her ear: "Did you enjoy watching just now?" The girl visibly flinched. Fang, jealous, slapped me from behind and said in a voice only a girl could hear, "Don't tease little girls; they're underage."
The bus stopped, and I led Fang off, deliberately thrusting my still-erect penis hard against the girl's buttocks. The girl let out a soft "Ah!" I smiled mischievously and apologized, noticing her neck was red.
Just then, Fang slapped me hard on the back again. I turned around and saw Fang glaring at me with a jealous look on her face. I quickly pulled her out of the car. It
was midday in the height of summer, and the sun was strong, but it didn't feel as intense as the burning desire in my groin.
This was a suburban park, or rather, a grove of native trees. Compared to parks in big cities, it felt much more desolate, with virtually nothing man-made, giving it a natural, unadorned feel. And with the midday sun blazing down, there were hardly any people around.
I pulled Fang along, quickening our pace into the woods. I could hear her rapid breathing along the way; I didn't know if it was because she couldn't keep up with the pace or because she was excited about the upcoming battle in the woods.
Finally, we reached a large tree. I looked around; the trees were lush, and the grass was abundant—a perfect spot for a wild time.
I pulled Fang into my arms, and before she could even let out a moan, my lips were sealed with hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed passionately. I felt Fang's body temperature suddenly rise, as if exceeding the temperature of the scorching sun. Like a fireball about to melt me. I reached out, one hand forcefully grabbing her full breasts, the other slipping under her skirt to explore her secret spring through her cotton panties. Soon, a smooth, clear spring flowed onto my hand.
I quickly laid Fang down, like someone dying of thirst, eagerly sucking it into my mouth, my tongue constantly probing the spring, hoping to draw in more. I moved my penis towards Fang's face. Fang knew what to do, pulling it out of her shorts. Perhaps it was too close, and the penis was as hard as iron, Fang lost her grip, and it slapped against her face. I heard Fang let out a beautiful moan. Then I felt Fang take my penis into her mouth.
Fang's nimble tongue swirled around the glans, occasionally lightly biting it with her teeth.
Then Fang released the glans and said to me: "It's getting bigger. Shoot in my mouth."
I never expected Fang to give me oral sex. Many women, especially married women, are averse to oral sex because they find the taste of semen unpleasant. The married women I've slept with before, when they were menstruating, would only give me oral sex when I wanted to, and then use their hands to help me ejaculate. Even the more open-minded ones would only ejaculate on my face. Only the younger girls weren't afraid. I never expected Fang to ask me to ejaculate in her mouth. But I don't really like oral sex. It's like eating; both oral sex and internal ejaculation result in ejaculation, but oral sex is like eating vegetarian food—you're full, but it lacks flavor, leaving a feeling of incompleteness. I said
, "You ejaculate in my mouth when you're menstruating, now I want to ejaculate in your vagina."
Fang murmured, "You're so naughty."
I suddenly turned around, leaned against her, and with my mouth on her breast, I grasped my penis, which had been sucked to its limit, and thrust it into her vagina. Suddenly, the sensation on my glans was wet cotton, not the soft vaginal walls.
Fang giggled, "You impatient lecher, you haven't even taken your panties off yet." My lust fueled my anger and impatience; at this crucial moment, anything that stood in my way would be destroyed. I forcefully pulled on the crotch of her underwear, trying to tear it apart. Fang cried out, "No, don't tear... ah... ah..." Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud "plop," and Fang's poor panties were ripped open, followed by my thick penis penetrating her completely. The clitoral orgasm on the bus was probably like my blowjob; only vaginal penetration was truly satisfying. So, as soon as I entered, Fang let out a loud moan.
I relentlessly attacked her uterus. I knew that for a woman her age, gentle intercourse wasn't enough; she needed something as intense and frenzied as the sun, even something destructive.
Fang's moans grew louder and louder, the intervals shorter and shorter. When the moans became continuous, Fang reached her climax. I grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up, slamming her against the trunk of that large tree, my lower body still thrusting like a storm.
Then Fang cried out: "No… I don't want… like this…" …Oh…I hate it…it hurts…it’s so sore…it’s so numb…Quick…quick…put me down, I…it hurts so much…it hurts so much…ah…you’re rubbing my…little…little…clitoris so…it hurts so much…
I ignored her completely, still thrusting violently into her uterus, my lower abdomen rubbing hard against her clitoris.
Quick…quick…put me down…I need to pee…
what?” I asked deliberately. Please…put me down…I need to pee, I feel like I need to pee…how could this be? In this position, the man’s penis easily rubs against the woman’s G-spot, and the friction on the G-spot can easily lead to urinary incontinence. That’s the effect I wanted.
Please…please…please, I’m going to die, I really can’t hold it in anymore. Then I’ll help you pee.
I took a step back, lifted her up with both hands, then turned her around, supporting her thighs with my hands, spreading them into a V-shape. I fully exposed her labia to the sunlight, then inserted myself into her vagina from behind.
The urge to urinate, which had just subsided, surged again with the insertion, faster and more intense than before. Fang covered our joined genitals with both hands: "No, no, I feel like we're... like wild animals... like... like... mating!"
She couldn't help but groan loudly as she uttered the word "mating." A woman's sexual desire is strange; combined with her sense of shame, the more humiliated they feel, the more intense their orgasm. "Let go, quick, expose our mating genitals to the air." The more primal and explicit I was, the stronger her sensation became. Sure enough, she released her hands. "
Look, what does our joined genitals look like? Tell me."
Fang buried her head deeply, staring at our joined genitals, and said haltingly: "I see a..." ...A...a huge penis, inserted into my vagina...pushing my labia majora to the sides...it's so big...I can't take it anymore...I can't hold it in...I'm peeing...Ah—!
With a near-death scream, her whole body tensed, her neck stretched, her mouth open but no sound came out, and her breathing stopped. A stream of golden urine gushed out like a burst pipe, shooting three meters away, lasting for at least ten seconds before stopping.
As Fang lost control of her urethra, her vagina began to contract violently, and her body began to tremble violently, rising and falling incessantly. My penis had already left her vagina. I stared at Fang's expression; her consciousness had entered a dazed state, her eyes had rolled back, saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth, and Fang's urine was still spurting out in gushes...After another half minute, Fang came to her senses, panting heavily, and said: "Ming! Am I dead?" After saying that, she cupped my face in her hands and kissed me passionately with her wet lips. She grabbed my hard penis and thrust it into her vagina.
Fang's vagina was still contracting, her cervix constantly squeezing the head of my penis. I felt an intense pleasure surge through my penis; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly and violently twenty or thirty times, forcefully pressing my penis against her cervix, letting out a roar, and ejaculating into her uterus. As I ejaculated, Fang clung tightly to me, refusing to let our bodies separate.
As the passion slowly faded, Fang sat in my lap, resting her head on my chest. I caressed her breasts through her clothes. Fang sighed and said, "You're so bad, making me say such things..." "It
's so sweet to say it out loud, isn't it?"
Fang lowered her head and hummed in agreement. I slipped my hand under her skirt and gently stroked her petals, which were covered in nectar. Fang trembled again.
"Please don't touch me, okay? It's so numb. I felt like I was going to die. I really thought I was going to die of bliss!"
I withdrew my nectar-covered hand and smelled it. I jokingly said, "It smells so sultry."
Fang lightly punched me and scolded, "It's all your fault! You tore my perfectly good underwear. Now I'm sitting on the grass. What if those ants crawl in?" "
No, it's so slippery. I can't stand up at all. Besides, ants aren't stupid. If they fall in, they'll drown.
" "You..." A series of light punches landed on my chest...

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