【The Beauty of Blooming and Falling Flowers】(The End) Author: queenmaker

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The Beauty of Blooming and Falling Flowers (Part 1)

The day I confessed my love to Li was a Wednesday. Li silently let her hands hang down, letting me kiss her face.
I couldn't tell if she rejected me or accepted me. I thought maybe she was just shy.

At nine o'clock on Thursday night, I called her home and was told that Li was still at the company. I suddenly felt very
sad , thinking that such a beautiful girl had to work so hard. So I jumped into my car and went straight to her house.
I arrived as soon as Li got home. My appearance greatly surprised her.

Under the summer starry sky, we held hands and walked aimlessly. I told her, "I care about you. It hurts
to see you working so hard."

"It's nothing, I'm used to it." After a pause, she said again, "Why are you so good to me?"

"Because I love you." I said without hesitation.

"Just love a little bit, don't love too much."

"Why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Just a little love, just be nice to me a little," Li still wouldn't give me a straight answer.

This time I was truly puzzled. Most women would want to possess all your love, but Li only wanted a little—
it was a mystery. The only thing I was certain of was that she hadn't rejected me.

Friday night, I took Li dancing. With my dancing skills, as long as a girl isn't too bad, I can always
lead her to feel like a queen of the dance floor, and besides, Li's dancing skills were already quite good. We danced ballroom dances, flying all over the place;
we danced Latin dances intensely and sensually. After the dance, we were both drenched in sweat. We
sat the car, not in a hurry to start the engine, but instead opened both front windows a crack, letting the midnight breeze flow through
, wiping away the sweat, fatigue, and excitement.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Suddenly, Li broke the silence.

"I really love you," I said firmly.

"You mustn't lie to me, I can't afford to lose."

"I really do love you," I said, pulling Li into my arms and kissing her eyes and eyebrows. Li still
didn't respond.

On Saturday, I took Li shopping and, without consulting me, bought her a bottle of Chanel perfume. As we left the store,
Li sprayed the perfume on herself and asked, "Does it smell good?"

"Yes, it smells good."

"Why are you so good to me?" Li asked again.

"Because you deserve it," I replied.

Li lowered her head shyly . In

the evening, we went to the beach. Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, only the gentle lapping of the waves and the refreshing sea breeze could be heard. I held Li's waist and gently kissed her face. Li hugged my shoulders, pressing her soft body tightly against mine. I was a little surprised; this was the first time Li had responded to my kiss. I held Li tightly, feeling her firm breasts pressing against my chest. My hands slid from her waist down to her pert buttocks, caressing her rounded bottom. I could feel her lift her genitals, pressing even closer to my thighs, her breathing becoming heavy and rapid. The sun had already set, and a few dark red clouds still hung in the vast night sky. I embraced this beautiful , everything around me seemed to disappear, only the warm, soft beauty of Li in my arms remained. I don't know how long it lasted before we reluctantly let go. We strolled hand in hand along the water's edge. The seawater sometimes washed over our feet, sometimes receded far away. I suddenly felt a bit like making love, the ebb and flow of the tide. It was already midnight when I took her home. After dropping her off, I still had almost an hour's drive to my place . Li asked with concern, "Are you tired?" "No," I answered casually. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and before I could even think about it, I blurted out, "Yeah, I'm tired." Li smiled and said, "Then you don't have to go back." I was overjoyed. When we arrived at Li's house, after washing up, we went to bed. My hands and feet started to wander. Holding Li, I was surprised to find she was wearing athletic shorts over her underwear. Since we had been in the sun all day, the room was very hot; this was clearly to protect herself from me. I ignored everything and started undressing her. Li resisted fiercely, so I had to stop. I've always viewed sex as a shared pleasure, and seeing her genuine reluctance, I wouldn't force . It was already late. Sleeping next to a beautiful woman and unable to have her—you've probably never experienced that kind of burning desire. I gently turned over. Li whispered, "You're still awake?" I hummed in response, realizing Li wasn't asleep either. Suddenly, Li spoke again: "I want to tell you, I'm pregnant." Huh, really? I haven't even taken your pants off yet. Before I could even finish my joke, I noticed tears . I quickly pulled her into my arms. Li rested her head on my shoulder and told me about her marriage and divorce, how her child was now with her ex-husband. I told her I didn't care about any of that, only about her. The second night, we slept together again, and nothing happened. Actually, I was very uncomfortable those two nights; I patiently waited for Li. Later, whenever Li complained that we made love too much or too intensely, I would always use those two nights as an excuse : "Who am I? A saint!" I was still quite satisfied with the progress of the week. It was Saturday again. Li worked overtime in the morning and didn't come over until the afternoon. As soon as she entered, she said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." So she took off her coat and lay down. This time she was down to just her bra and panties. I couldn't help but kiss her lips and earlobe. Slowly, my lips slid from her earlobe to her neck, her cleavage, and then I put my hands behind her back. Li softly said, "I don't care anymore," and obediently raised her body slightly, letting me take off her lovely bra and panties. A beautiful, curvaceous woman's naked body was presented before my eyes. Just like I usually felt when I hugged her, Li was tall and slender, but the curves in the right places were absolutely perfect. While writing this article, I specifically checked that the bra she was wearing was a 34B. Her buttocks were perched high on the back , and her waist was so thin you could almost wrap your arms around it. The only flaw was that her torso was also very long, which made her legs appear somewhat short, perhaps explaining why she always wore high heels.

As I admired her beautiful naked body, I kissed her entire form, finally stopping at her
mysterious vulva. I gently licked her labia and clitoris, then slipped my tongue into her little hole. She
lifted herself up and began to moan. I gripped my already erect penis and thrust it into her
vagina. Li writhed beneath me, her vulva rising and falling to meet my thrusts.

Then I flipped Li over, kneeling on the bed, and fucked her from behind. Watching my penis
go in and out of Li's little hole, covered in her juices, I thrust even more passionately. Suddenly, I felt my penis hit something
perfectly . I knew it was the clitoris inside her. I was somewhat surprised;
I had heard that women with long torsos have deep vaginas, making it difficult to reach the clitoris, thus making them very horny. With my other women, I
rarely managed to reach the clitoris; it was only when I was in a very good mood or at certain special angles. When I was with Li,
whenever I entered her vagina from behind, I could always hit her G-spot, and it was a real, solid hit. Was
the legend wrong?

Just as I felt myself about to ejaculate, I turned her over and lay her down, gently patting her and saying, "
Sorry , I'll go get a condom."

"No need," Li said softly.

"Are you sure?" I pressed.

"Yes," Li's answer was firm.

I believed this married woman wouldn't act recklessly. As for the method, I'd
leave those unromantic questions for later.

So I held Li, kissed her lips, and inserted my penis into her vagina, beginning the final thrust.
I'd always thought other positions could add variety and interest to sex, but only in this most traditional position
could two people truly connect, kissing and communicating to the fullest extent.

I felt her hard nipples rubbing against my chest; we moaned with pleasure, "Ah...
ah...ah," finally reaching orgasm.

I took out some tissues, cleaned her vulva first, then cleaned myself, and then hugged Li
to sleep.

Li's Blooming and Fading (Part Two)

When Li came to my place for the second time, we both understood each other implicitly. She even brought a change of underwear.
After dinner, we went to bed early. Because I had to drive, I didn't dare drink alcohol with dinner, feeling like
something was missing. So, I took a few cans of beer from the refrigerator and placed them by the bed, then hoisted Li's firm legs
onto my shoulders, drinking and fucking her. The alcohol fueled my lust, and Li panted and moaned

incessantly as I fucked her. I looked down at Li's wet vulva, and every time my penis withdrew, it scraped and exposed the pink
flesh . Excited by the sight, I used my fingers to separate her labia minora and pressed the cold beer can against
the tender flesh inside her vagina. Li cried out in surprise, her belly beginning to convulse violently. Finally,
after she stopped thrusting, I removed the ice-cold beer and inserted my penis into Li's little hole.

Wow, that feeling! Have you ever experienced
the exhilarating feeling ? Stimulated by alcohol and lust, my blood was pumping, and my hot, throbbing penis slid into her cool, soft,
tight, beloved little hole. The pleasure was indescribable, and it
spread throughout my body like an electric current, as if even my hair roots were feeling the sensation, let alone my penis. My penis thrust wildly in and out of Li's
little hole until it became hot and wet again, and then the ice-cold beer was mercilessly pressed
against her pink, tender flesh.

I suddenly thought of the ebb and flow of the tide at the beach; Li and I were in an ocean of love, sometimes soaring to
the crest of a wave, sometimes plunging into its trough, frolicking freely in the sea of desire.

After a few rounds, Li was completely limp on the bed. I flipped her over, making her lie face down on the edge of the bed, and
thrust my penis into Li's little hole from behind. I thrust forcefully into Li's vagina, quickly feeling
myself hitting her G-spot. Li screamed, "No! No! I can't take it!" I
slapped Li's pert, elastic buttocks repeatedly.

"Do you want it or not?" I asked fiercely.

"No, no," Li answered pitifully.

So, I pulled Li off the bed, her back to me, her feet on my insteps. I
pulled and thrust my penis into her little hole. This position brought her vagina incredibly
close to mine, my penis deeply pressed against her G-spot. I thrust violently into Li's vagina, showing no mercy.
The pain caused her genitals to pull away from me again and again, but lust drove her to bring them back again and again, welcoming
the next thrust. Li cried out in a pitiful, wanton way, enduring the repeated thrusts of my penis into her clitoris until I
grabbed her trembling, high breasts tightly from behind. I released a week's worth of pent-up semen into her vagina
.

Li collapsed on the bed, pitifully saying, "I can't take it anymore."

"I'm sorry," I said, feeling a little apologetic.

"Why aren't you nice to me anymore?"

"I want to be nice to you, but sometimes I can't control my rough little brother down there," I lied.

"You'd better control your little brother properly."

"But it's a little difficult." After a pause, I asked with concern, "Did it really hurt you?"

"Yes, you're pressing against my cervix," Li nodded.

"So, do you like it or not? You seem to be enjoying it."

Li bit her lip and said, "It hurts, but I also want it." After a pause, she continued, "It feels so good
." Her face was full of wantonness, yet incredibly alluring.

I couldn't resist gently stroking her face with my index finger. Li blushed, then rushed over and buried her face in my chest, blushing
shyly .

For some reason, the women I've slept with all seem to have a masochistic streak, like Li, Wu'er, and
Xiaoru from "The Abused Female College Student." On one hand, they crave care, tenderness, and affection; on the other hand,
they yearn for roughness and even violence that can bring them to multiple orgasms. This hesitation and struggle between tenderness and roughness
actually allows them to reach the highest level of sexual pleasure. Women, truly a mystery.

Li's Blooming and Falling (Part 3)

That night, we barely slept, talking about how quickly we went from acquaintances to lovers. Li told me
that she had long lost faith in men, but I suddenly entered her
life , and loved her in the way she liked. What was the way she liked? She wouldn't tell me, leaving me...
I figured it out myself. So I interpreted it as her liking the way I made love.

Much later, I realized that what she meant by "liking the way" was: the guys in this city are all stingy, and I
hadn't picked up those bad habits yet, always being very generous. But what the guys said was a different version:
the girls in this city are all shrewd, always expecting guys to pay, and then
acting all high and mighty when guys try to take advantage of them (a bit crude, but that's the exact wording). After a few experiences of throwing good money after bad, I learned my lesson. I
don't know which version is true, maybe both are?

Those two nights I slept with her, even though nothing happened, it still really moved her.

"So the second week she took the initiative to throw herself at me," I teased.

"Get lost," she punched me, her face turning red with embarrassment.

"What if I forced myself on you?" I asked curiously.

"I'll get angry with you," Li said firmly.

We finally fell asleep as dawn broke.

A month later, we decided to move in together. When we moved, I noticed she had already piled up a
stack of clothes at my place. She confessed, "This was also a test for you. If you had other women, you would definitely have
hidden my clothes." I laughed and said, "You're so clever." But in my heart, I thought, "You're so scheming."

Living together, we got to know each other better. That night, Li received a phone call and went out. I opened my email
out of boredom and found several emails with titles like "Sister this" and "Sister that." I immediately realized
it was Li's email account; she had forgotten to close it when she left. I wanted to switch to my email, but I couldn't suppress my curiosity about those emails with ambiguous
titles . So I opened Li's email. Judging from the content and the salutations, Li had several "brothers."
What was their relationship with Li? It should be more than just friends, right? But it didn't seem to have reached the point of
physical intimacy?

After making love that night, I caressed and kissed Li as usual. I rubbed her breasts through her pajamas and
pinched her nipples with my fingers. Perhaps subconsciously still pondering those questions, I suddenly blurted out a
question that surprised even myself: "Has anyone ever pinched your nipples through your clothes like that?" Li hesitated for a moment, then nodded, a little
aggrieved .

I hugged Li tightly, my heart filled with mixed emotions. I knew that in the Chinese world, men would
use business to take advantage of women. But I also understood that Li would use men to gain business advantages.
I had never understood her words, "Just a little love, just being nice to me is enough." Now, I suddenly
had a clear answer: she initially just wanted to use me, to take her out for fun,
but my advances had taken her a little off guard.

I deduced that Li was capable of being hugged and kissed by men outside, as long as they offered her some business
benefits, but she must have maintained her bottom line. In fact, with Li's master's degree from a top-twenty business school, she could easily earn a middle-class salary at a large
company, but she insisted on quitting to start her own business.

This led to an argument, and Li declared confidently, "A person should do something while they're alive." Sigh,
another career-oriented person. I've seen too many people who first dedicate their lives to the cause of communism; then, after their dreams are shattered,
they start striving for their own careers; and when they realize that the opportunity for great wealth and status is rare, they make their children's education at prestigious
universities their career. Alas, why can't they just live life to the fullest with a peaceful heart
, living life to the fullest?

Finally, after a huge argument, we calmly discussed breaking up. I said, "Let's do it
one last time." Li refused, saying, "That sounds weird."

Without thinking twice, I pushed Li down onto the bed and frantically ripped off her clothes. I wanted to
see Li's beautiful curves one last time, to experience the pleasure of her beautiful body one last time. Li resisted fiercely, but I stripped her naked. I inserted my index and middle fingers into Li's vagina, frantically exploring inside. I wanted to explore this alluring, sexy hole
one last time .
My hand plunged deep into Li's vagina, my middle finger touching her cervix. I
probed and felt it, carefully examining its shape and texture. Li screamed loudly, shaking
her hips to try and escape my fingers' ravaging of her genitals. But I must have been insane then, completely disregarding Li's
reaction.

After I'd had my fill of playing with my fingers, I pressed Li's legs down to her sides, thrusting my penis into her little hole and pumping
hard , each thrust hitting her freshly ravaged clitoris. Looking back now, Li, with her shallow vagina
, must have suffered a lot that day, but at the time I didn't care. I discovered that when I'm torn between love and hate for the woman beneath me
, my penis becomes exceptionally thick and hard. My penis was maximizing the pleasure this horny hole
was giving me. Li's face turned from side to side, howling, "No! No! Ah!"
until I lay on top of her and ejaculated into her vagina.

Li lay in my arms, timidly saying, "You hurt me." Then, changing the subject, she said
something I'll never forget: "If I ever say 'break up' again, just pin me down on the bed, and I'll
know what I want."

(Part 4)

We got up, took a shower, and lay down. Li must still be thinking about what happened earlier; she wasn't asleep. I put my hand
on Li's shoulder, and she obediently leaned closer. We both lay on our sides with our legs bent, our
bodies and legs pressed together. My penis rubbed against her crotch a few times and became hard again. I lifted Li's robe,
and she bent over, offering her vagina for me to insert. So, we started having sex again. After arousing
her, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, took off her robe, spread her legs, and started licking her vagina. Then
I opened a bottle of ice-cold beer, took a sip, and quickly pressed my lips to Li's clitoris to prevent the beer
from spilling, then attacked her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Poor Li, her most sensitive part,
completely broke down under the stimulation of alcohol, coldness, and the tip of my tongue. Her vagina twitched and trembled, and she moaned without restraint,
completely losing her usual composure.

I lifted one of Li's legs, hoisted it onto my shoulder, forcing her to lie on her side on the edge of the bed, and then thrust my hot, swollen
penis into her cold vagina, pumping in and out without restraint. The base of my penis pressed completely against Li's
labia , penetrating her vagina to its maximum extent. The glans slammed hard against Li's clitoris, even I felt pain.
I must admit, that night my feelings for Li were not just love, but also hate, like the end of the world was coming, I...
Desperately savoring this final feast, Li cried out, "No! I can't take it anymore!" She screamed, begging for mercy.

The abuse of Li generated a lewd pleasure within me. My right hand gripped Li's breast,
pinching her nipple hard with my index and middle fingers. My left hand held half of Li's buttocks, my thumb inserted into her anus. Li's
buttocks were tightly controlled by my left hand and fingers; she couldn't escape, only able to let my penis
slam into her clitoris. This brutal attack from her nipples, vagina, and anus tormented her to the point of near death. Li
screamed , struggling to escape my rough ravaging of her sensitive areas.

After thrusting for a long time, I finally lowered Li's legs from my shoulders. Li lay limp and
motionless . Li's pitiful appearance did not quell my anger. I forced her to kneel on the chair in front of the mirror,
supporting her arms from behind with one hand and grabbing her long hair with the other, while I thrust my penis into her vagina
and began to pump violently. In the mirror, I saw Li's breasts swinging back and forth with my thrusts, her nipples
slapping against the chair back, but Li seemed oblivious, letting her nipples hit the chair back. This lewd
scene made my whole body heat up. Excitedly, I supported Li's arms with both hands, making her upper body almost lean
against the chair back, her buttocks sticking up high. Her breasts were being rubbed by the hard chair back, her vagina was being roughly
thrust into , and her clitoris was being relentlessly pounded by the glans: "Ah, ah~" Li moaned without restraint, completely devoid
of womanly shame.

Only when I felt I was about to ejaculate did I help Li lie down on the bed. Li sensibly raised her legs and spread them into an M shape. I
thrust my penis into her vagina from the front. I pressed Li down on the bed, pumping in and out of her tight vagina, my chest
pressing down on her high breasts. Li held my head tightly, her lips whispering in my ear, "
My little hole is yours, my little hole is yours." My breathing became unusually heavy. Li knew that the moment of ecstasy
was about to arrive, and she held me even tighter, "Ah, ah." We trembled together as we reached our climax.

Li finally let go of me, looking at me with a resentful expression, and said, "Little brother's gone crazy."

"Yeah, gone crazy, for little sister," I echoed.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. We looked at each other and smiled, not knowing whether it was for the absurdity of the previous night
or the joy of a reunion. Li smiled sweetly. I reached out, and as if by prior agreement, Li immediately
rolled over. I took the opportunity to slip one arm under her neck and into her nightgown, while my other
arm embraced her from behind. This is our most common sleeping position; we both lie on our sides with our legs bent, our bodies and legs
pressed tightly together. I often have one of Li's legs sandwiched between mine. I started to
caress her breasts with my hand inside her robe. I held her breast, slowly bringing my middle and index fingers together to pinch her nipple,
then gently lifting it before separating my fingers. Li's nipples are very sensitive, and she often gets aroused after just a few touches,
sticking her butt out and begging me to fuck her. But this time, she didn't bring her butt out; instead, she shrank back under the covers and took
my penis into her mouth. I lifted the covers and watched her stroke my penis a few times with her mouth, then she started gently patting my glans with
the tip of her tongue . Then she took the glans into her mouth, swirling it around with her tongue, and then
deeply inserted my penis into her mouth, swallowing and spitting it out while constantly tapping it with her tongue.

I was both surprised and delighted. I was surprised because this was the first time she had given me oral sex, and her skill was so superb.
I thought that one of her ex-boyfriends had forced her to do it and trained her on how to do it. To my delight, she offered to give me oral sex as a way of repaying the pleasure I
brought her. For some reason, Li thought her genitals were extremely dirty, and at first
, she wouldn't even let me lick her vulva. She eventually relented, but said it could only be before penetration, otherwise there would be vaginal discharge
. Although I don't care about such things when I'm aroused, I always have to drink a beer and
rinse my mouth after licking her genitals before I dare kiss her. I believe she also finds men's penises dirty, so I've never asked her to give me oral sex.

I once asked her if her family was very strict when she was young, leading to a
negative . She repeatedly asked me not to have sex every night, but to save it for the weekend. I said, "But you always
enjoy it." She could only blush and admit, "I can't take it anymore when you touch me." Sigh, I really don't
know what Li is thinking.

Li is still skillfully playing with my penis with her lips and tongue. My penis is already incredibly hard. Afraid that I would ejaculate in Li's mouth
if I continued , I got up and laid Li across the edge of the bed, hoisting her legs onto my shoulders, then
inserted my penis into her vagina. I gently kissed Li's firm calves and beautiful feet, caressing
her soft breasts with one hand. Li moaned softly, enjoying the gentle breeze and tender intimacy. Gradually,
the urge to sadistically humiliate Li took over my heart again, and I began to thrust violently into her vagina.
Li's high breasts trembled and swayed up and down with the impact of my penis. I took a can of ice-cold
beer , and while fucking Li's vagina, I pressed the concave bottom of the beer can against her nipples. Li let out
a cry and began to moan in a sad and shameful way, "Aiya, ah." After a while, Li got used to the cold
stimulation. I increased the intensity of my thrusting while changing the way I stimulated Li's snow-white breasts.
I rolled the beer can like a rolling pin on Li's nipples and breasts,
then placed it between her breasts and squeezed them together. After a night of torment, Li could no longer scream,
only pleading intermittently, "Brother, hurry up, I can't take it anymore." This time, I didn't deliberately delay, and ejaculated into Li's little hole
for the third time. We hugged each other tightly once again.

However, in the end, sex couldn't bind us together. After several arguments, we broke up. Another
fleeting romance, like flowers blooming and fading, leaving only memories, like branches swaying in the wind.

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