[I finally opened her beautiful legs] (The End) Author: Big Bird (Eagle)

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Author: Big Bird (Eagle)
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That year was the most desolate year of my life. I was working as a deliveryman at an aunt's company. One day, I delivered a
red maple tree to a cosmetics company.

As I squatted down, following the instructions of the company staff, and placed the maple tree next to the counter by the door, a young woman
dressed in an office lady outfit, a narrow skirt about fifteen centimeters above her knees, and three-inch high heels walked past me.
Her leg, encased in sheer stockings, was the most beautiful leg I had ever seen in my life—snow-white, rounded, and long.
The curve of her leg made my heart flutter.

Looking up, I only saw her back, her flowing long hair, and I seemed to smell a faint fragrance of youth. When she turned to
talk to her colleague, I saw her eyes, neither too big nor too small, but watery and bright; her facial features were distinct,
a face with personality and delicate beauty.

From her conversation with her colleague, I learned that she was the company's manager. She seemed completely unaware of me squatting
on the ground arranging the maple tree.

When I got up to collect the payment, I realized the boss had instructed her to give me the money. So I took the opportunity to ask for her
business card. Her surname was Chen, and her name was Chen Shuzhen. Wanting to chat with her a bit more, I told her there were even
better and asked if she was interested in taking a look. She readily agreed.

We entered the elevator together. In the cramped space, I caught a whiff of
the delicate fragrance of her hair. I discreetly glanced down at her beautiful legs, almost unable to resist the urge to slip my hand under her super-short skirt and caress her private area
. Her pure and beautiful face simply smiled calmly, completely unaware of my lewd thoughts.

At the parking area, she looked with great interest at the various exquisite goods on my truck, while I just kept
admiring her curves.

I think any man who saw her beautiful legs would fantasize
about those legs wrapped around his waist.

After she inspected the goods, her expression was naturally beautiful. I smiled and said she would talk to the boss; whether or not to buy was the boss's
decision . She gave another natural, worldly smile, seemingly indifferent to me, and turned to walk into the elevator. Watching
her back, I saw her shapely, stunningly beautiful legs.

I thought to myself, how many men dreamed of that small area between her thighs?

Perhaps many men had already enjoyed it.

On the drive home, I kept thinking about this pointless question.

Finally, I made up my mind: no matter how many men had enjoyed her body, I must insert my penis
into the alluring passage between her thighs. If her long, white legs were wrapped tightly around my
waist , that would be the ultimate pleasure.

A few days later, Ms. Chen Shuzhen's company didn't place any more orders with us. I couldn't resist picking up her
business card and calling her, making an excuse to ask if she was interested in our company's goods.

She replied that her boss was abroad and she hadn't spoken to him yet. Just as she was about to hang up, I
asked her, clinging to a sliver of hope, if she was free to have dinner with me. She said no. Undeterred, I asked again, saying I could accommodate her
schedule . She politely declined again, chuckling and telling me not to be silly, before hanging up.

A little annoyed, I held the phone, thinking that with my height of over 180cm, good
figure , and presentable appearance, she could so casually reject my invitation. I feared I wouldn't have the chance to have her
beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. Slightly disappointed, I hung up.

About a week later, I suddenly received a call from her at work. At first, I thought she wanted to place an order, but it
turned out she was asking if I had time to meet after work. I was a bit confused; she
actually wanted to meet me?

Because I was very down on my luck at the time, and my aunt was a heavy laborer who exploited me, often making me work until 9 pm before letting me
go home, I mustered up the courage to tell her that I had something to do that night. She insisted on letting me go, and after a few nagging words from her, I
finally managed to go to our appointment.

Because she didn't want to be seen by people at her company, I drove my beat-up little car to the alley next to her company to wait for
her. Her beautiful figure appeared, wearing the super short, tight skirt I fantasized about every day, her alluring legs
in three-inch high heels, making my big guy in my pants throb.

After she got in the car, I smelled a faint fragrance, her long hair fell over her shoulders, and I could see her long eyelashes and
watery . She said very simply: Let's go!

I asked her where she wanted to go?

She said she would just wander around. I drove to Beitou, which I was familiar with. She didn't say anything along the way, but I couldn't help but
keep stealing glances at her beautiful legs. Because she was sitting, her short, tight skirt rode up even shorter, revealing a large section of her thighs. Looking at her
snow-white thighs, I couldn't help but secretly place my hand on her thigh.

She said, "Don't do that, it's not right..."

I withdrew my hand and said, "Your legs are so beautiful!"

She smiled, noncommittal. I could tell she was used to hearing compliments about her legs.

I was plotting how to get to her, to have her beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. I was determined to have her
beautiful legs wrapped around my waist.

Before I knew it, the car had arrived at Shipai. I looked up and saw an MTV store.

I asked her, "Want to watch an MTV?"

She said, "Sure!"

The waiter closed the door and left. The movie I chose was a foreign action film, which of course also had many
intimate scenes. When the male and female leads were having sex on the screen, I glanced at her. She was watching intently,
her expression natural, and I couldn't tell what she was thinking at all.

My gaze involuntarily drifted down to her beautiful legs, which were partially exposed by her tight skirt. When she noticed my hand
on her thigh, she seemed a little uncomfortable, but she didn't push it away. I gently
massaged the inside of her thigh through her flesh-colored sheer stockings. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, and I felt
the warmth . My large member throbbed, wanting to pop out.

I glanced at her expression; she was focused on the screen, secretly reaching out to pull
my hand away from her thighs. I tried to take the opportunity to pull her hand to my bulging crotch. She tried to pull her hand
back I wouldn't let her. She turned to look at me, just staring at me quietly.

She said, "What do you want to do?"

I said, "Nothing!

Your legs are so beautiful, I just want to touch them!" She said,

"No one has ever been so rude to me!"

I said a little cheekily, "I just want to touch them. Don't worry, I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do!"

She said, "You're forcing me right now!"

I looked at her bright red lips and suddenly kissed her. Caught off guard, she was caught off guard and turned
her head away, wiping her lips with her hand.

She said angrily, "You've gone too far! If it weren't for… I would have slapped you!

" What did she mean by "if it weren't for…"? "I don't know!"

I thought she would leave, but after she finished speaking, she ignored me, her face cold as she continued to concentrate on the screen.
My mind was a mess; I didn't know what I was thinking. The faint fragrance around me, so unattainable,
was pure torture. I thought, "Since you haven't left, you probably tacitly agree, or maybe you're just secretly horny, wanting it
to death inside but pretending to be a saint."

While she was engrossed in the plot, my hand landed on her thigh again. She didn't move. I thought, "
I guessed it. You're actually horrified too."

When my hand slipped under her skirt, she didn't move, but I felt her gaze, which had been fixed on the screen, become unfocused. When my
hand touched the slightly protruding part of her thigh, I felt a warm, slightly damp sensation.

I couldn't resist suddenly grabbing her, pulling down her stockings, and removing her white, semi-transparent panties. She
was shocked and struggled, not expecting my audacity.

Out of modesty, she dared not cry out.

I quickly pulled down my jeans, revealing my engorged penis, and forcefully parted her
alluring thighs, thrusting it between her legs.

Since I had only pulled her stockings and tight panties down to her knees, I couldn't fully open her thighs;
in fact, my penis was only clamped between her thighs, the glans rubbing against her labia.

Of course, I wasn't satisfied with that, so I tightly gripped her buttocks,
rubbing my glans against her already wet and lubricated labia, making her moan and causing her delicate petals to slightly open.

As I tried to insert my large, slippery glans into her tender petals, she suddenly twisted her waist
away and sternly told me to release my grip on her buttocks.

I said, "Don't be nervous. I haven't had sex in a long time. I just wanted to have some fun with you. I won't
penetrate you if you don't agree..."

She gritted her teeth, kept her mouth shut, and wouldn't look at me. I suppressed my shame and kept thrusting my penis. And so, on
our first date, I ejaculated between her legs.

On the way back, she didn't say a word. When she got out of the car, I asked her when she was free. She
glanced at and went into the elevator (she lived in a small apartment her company had arranged for her in that building).

Later, I called her from my apartment, and she actually answered. On the phone, she said again that no
one had ever been so rude to her. She said she had only come out that day to escape a man who was constantly harassing her, and
she hadn't expected me to be so unreasonable.

Then she said she was going to sleep and hung up. That night, I thought about her alluring legs.

A week later, with the attitude that I wouldn't go out, I called her again, and to my surprise, she
agreed .

At the same alleyway, that alluring figure appeared again, still in a super short, tight skirt. My heart
fluttered once more for her shapely, long legs.

With a glimmer of hope, I deliberately drove to the MTV room I'd seen before and parked there. She got out
without a word and we entered the room. I really had to thank the waitress; it turned out she
'd led us to a Japanese-style tatami room, where you sit reclining on the tatami to watch an MTV. I couldn't remember what movie
we 'd chosen.

In the darkness, all I knew was that all I could see was her sitting on the tatami, her
long, white legs vaguely but fully revealed. My penis was acting up again in my pants. In the darkness, I quietly unzipped
my pants and secretly pulled out my large penis, about 17.5 centimeters long and as thick as an egg.

Just like last time, she was focused on the movie, unaware of my intentions. My hand wandered under her
skirt again. She ignored me, but I could feel a slight twitch in her inner thigh from my hand.
Was it arousal or nervousness?

I didn't have time to think about it. My mind was racing. "Don't pretend," I thought. "A beautiful woman with a figure like yours, those stunning
legs, probably already deflowered back in her school days."

When my hand reached her slightly swollen triangle, my middle finger pressed against her
labia . I felt warmth and moisture, even wetter than before. It seemed her vaginal fluid had already soaked through her
thin silk panties.

I quietly put my arm around her shoulder. Her shoulder was stiff. I placed her hand on my swollen penis, and she was startled
.

She said, "You're doing this again, I'm leaving..."

She actually stood up as she said "leaving." I thought to myself, if I let her go now, I'd probably never
get . I forcefully pushed her down onto the tatami mat, and before she could cover herself, I ripped off her sheer pantyhose, pulled down
her underwear, and thrust my penis back between her legs.

As she opened her eyes wide, about to curse, I forcefully covered her mouth with mine, but dared not put my tongue in her
mouth , afraid she would bite it off in her anger.

She struggled desperately, shaking her head. I held her head tightly with my left hand to prevent her from shaking off, and held her bare
buttocks my knee to pry open her thighs, which she was trying to clench

. I felt the head of my penis against her wet, slippery vulva. Afraid that her lower body would twist open again like last time, I reached under her buttocks with my right hand, grabbed her left thigh,
and grasped my hard, iron-like penis. I aimed the head of my penis at her wet vaginal opening and thrust it in forcefully.

I heard her whimper softly as my mouth covered hers. My entire penis was fully inserted, and I
felt it being tightly gripped by the soft, tender flesh inside her vagina.

Her bare thighs were pressed against mine, and my pubic bone pressed tightly against her mons pubis.

It felt so good. Perhaps out of physiological instinct, her soft vagina gripped my penis tightly. The physical and
psychological pleasure I felt at that moment could only be described as ecstasy.

Her vagina was too tight, and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls writhed and sucked, tightly gripping my large penis. I
thought to myself, "Oh no, I'm about to ejaculate.

" I immediately began to thrust rapidly, using my right hand, which was holding her buttocks, to press her lower body tightly against
mine . At this moment, I felt my entire penis was completely and seamlessly joined to her vagina,
and our pubic hair was intertwined. I felt the head of my penis grinding tightly against the clitoris deep inside her vagina, as if kissing.

In an instant, I ejaculated, my millions of hot semen spraying wildly into the heart of her womb.

She may have known, or she may not have, but at that moment I felt her uterus contract rapidly,
gripping and sucking my glans—it was breathtaking.

When my lips left her bright red lips,

her first words were: "It hurts!"

At that moment, I couldn't believe her vagina hadn't been penetrated by a man, but as I looked down at my now limp
penis withdrawing from her vagina, I noticed something sticky on the glans.

Upon closer inspection, it was blood—her virgin blood. I was instantly shocked. I'd been with many virgins before,
but never this shocked me.

Because I never imagined that someone with such a beautiful figure, such a delicate face, and the most beautiful
legs I'd ever seen, would never have been with a man—a genuine virgin! I was incredibly lucky.

After that, we had sex about once or twice a week, and I gradually discovered she was incredibly wet, and my sex
skills improved rapidly. No wonder she was a Scorpio.

Moreover, she became increasingly fond of sex, and it was not uncommon for her to have sex three times a night. The highest record was that she
had sex with me seven times in one day. I had anal sex with her about ten times. She didn't like anal sex, saying that it didn't
feel like the genitals were intertwined. She preferred my big penis to pound into her tender hole. Whenever her beautiful legs tightly wrapped around my waist,
I felt like I was floating on air.

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