Body Swap 810

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The morning light streamed in through the window, illuminating the naked couple. I
slowly awoke; the passion of the previous night had kept me asleep.
I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past seven, but there was still some
time Thinking of the frenzy of the night before, my face flushed. I hadn't realized I could be so…
wanton.
I saw Beifang beside me, his back turned, seemingly fast asleep. I turned to look at
his back as he slept.
As I looked, my mind drifted back to our passion, to how wanton our union had been. Even now
, thinking about it made me blush, but the pleasure I felt then was unforgettable.
That liberating, wanton passion was so beautiful, so intoxicating.
Turning around, I saw his masculine body, exuding a sense of security and strength. A woman's instinct to be protected
compelled me to snuggle close to his body. His masculine scent calmed me. He
let out a soft, hazy moan, and simultaneously pulled me into his arms, gently stroking my face with his short, stubble-covered chin
. His actions made me chuckle softly, and I tilted my head back
to lick his neck with my tongue. As I licked and licked, I vaguely sensed
a resurgence I... My body pressed against Northern's chest, my soft breasts circling his body
, my legs pressed tightly together; I rubbed my mons pubis incessantly, my left hand
stroking Northern's masculine body up and down, while my right hand involuntarily moved towards his penis. It's true, I really
want you so much… I imagined that lewd scene, and without realizing it, my body slowly
rubbed against Northern's back, my round, beautiful breasts stimulating his spine, and simultaneously stimulating
myself, arousing the primal lust within me.
Ah… I can't take it anymore! I cried out inwardly, my hands reaching over Northern's body, slowly
moving until I finally grasped him tightly in my hands. The morning's male arousal had already made my penis erect.
I understood this was a man's physiological state; I used to experience this every morning. Seeing him
so hard and erect, I couldn't help but think that Northern was having a wet dream.
I gently stroked him until Beifang sensed something amiss and woke up with a start: "Wife, you're so lecherous,
daring to take it without asking."
Startled by his sudden words, I tried to pull my hand back, but Beifang stopped me:
"Why didn't you answer my question?"
"If you don't like it, I won't take it anymore,"
I pouted.
"Are you angry? Fine, I was wrong. Actually, I'm overjoyed that you're so proactive!" He said,
turning me over and pulling me close, letting me lie on his chest, enjoying my delicate and
alluring body.
"I don't understand what you mean," I said, playing with his penis while
gazing at him with tender affection.
"While I wouldn't say all men in the world, I believe a large majority share my thoughts:
that they want their women to be more beautiful than others, and for them to
always ."
"What do you mean by 'elegant'? "
"A dignified and refined appearance, and a gentle and compliant personality."
"So, that's all you men like. Looks like there are quite a few women like that, aren't there?
Are there any others?"
"Of course there are. Besides the above, the most important thing is that when making love with your husband, you must act like a harlot,
actively arousing his desire and indulging in the pleasure of sex. As the saying goes, 'A virtuous woman in public
, a harlot at home.' Only such a woman can be considered presentable in public and presentable in bed."
I listened attentively. Of course, I knew what he was thinking. I am him, how could I not
know what I was thinking? After Beifang finished speaking, he smiled and said, "So, am I qualified?"
Beifang hugged me tighter and smiled, "Outside the home, in terms of elegance and beauty,
I haven't found anyone who can surpass you. But when it comes to bed, you're still far from qualified."
"Really!" I was a little unconvinced. "Wasn't my performance last night good enough?"
Beifang smiled and said, "There has been some improvement, but it's not perfect. These things take time. You have to
accumulate experience step by step, and you can't be impatient at all."
"Aren't I being very proactive now?"
I saw my small, bamboo-like hand tightly gripping his manhood, passionately stroking it,
while my round breasts rubbed wantonly against his chest. I was using all my skills to seduce him.
Having been a man myself, I knew what most men wanted their wives to be like in bed, and besides, who
in this world understood Northern better than me? I was… him.
But then Northern said, "What's this? It's probably not even fifty points."
I was furious and slapped his manhood hard, making Northern jump up in pain. "Do you want to
kill your husband …?"
"Who told you to say that? I just don't believe I'm not even fifty points! You're lying!"
"Since you don't believe me, I'll teach you now, so you'll know what a perfect score is. Prepare to die."
As soon as Northern finished speaking, he pushed me down, reaching between my legs. My tender honey hole was
already wet.
"So you've already prepared everything for me. For that, I'll add ten
points to your score." He then spread my legs apart, grasped my penis, and thrust in.
"Ah... Northern, you..." I only managed a single cry before Northern straightened up, kneeling between my legs
and thrusting , making me moan and groan, my juices flying
everywhere. Eventually, I lost myself again, my moans and cries of pleasure ringing out incessantly.
This round lasted almost an hour before we both washed up and hurried to work.
While grading students' assignments in the office, I couldn't help but think about the changes in myself over
the past month . Newlywed life, especially Northern's insatiable demands, had indeed changed me.
Originally, I only saw marriage as an option, a way to return to my family, but after marriage...
Afterwards, amidst the daily onslaught of insatiable sexual demands in the North, I discovered that I had never known before that
such a terrifying lustful cell lurked within my body—something I had never been aware of!
Otherwise, these past few days, my mind would have been constantly filled with thoughts of making love with him every day, and the scenarios
I imagined were so obscene and vulgar, and I… I am still a man, at least psychologically.
How could this be? Am I really a slutty girl, or are all girls like me,
just not outwardly apparent?
Xuanxuan! Is Xuanxuan like me too?
But this kind of thing is really inappropriate to judge Xuanxuan as a slut, because she is my friend, she is
the music school's "wife," very beautiful, and since we met, we have had a very good relationship. When we get together, we
often talk about our innermost thoughts, especially her sexual history. She always loves to brag in front of me, and often laughs at me for being too
conservative and refined, not knowing how to fully enjoy life, and that I will become an old maid sooner or later.
So I know her better than anyone. I know she lost her virginity to her boyfriend when she was thirteen, and over the years,
she's probably been with fifty or sixty men. She even admitted to me that almost every man
among has had a relationship with her.
When I heard this, I was amazed that I, as a man, hadn't known this promiscuous woman. I was also genuinely
shocked. Xuanxuan only turned twenty-two last month, and to have such extensive sexual experience at that age was
truly unbelievable, even to me as a man.
I once asked her what she thought about that kind of thing, and Xuanxuan frankly replied that it
was no different from being addicted to drugs. Once you've tasted the sweetness, there's no end to it; the pleasure is indescribably
wonderful .
At the time, I didn't think much of it, but after marrying Beifang, I began to understand
the truth in her words.
Doing that kind of thing really is like being addicted to drugs!
After a while, I noticed someone standing next to me. Looking up, I saw the handsome guy with the documents in his hand,
smiling broadly at me.
It was him!
Looking at the man with a face so beautiful it seemed almost feminine, I realized he was Sun Wei, the new PE
teacher . He had already impressed all the female teachers and students since he arrived… His face was indeed very pretty
; if he were a woman, he would probably be a beauty too!
“Is there something you need?”
Noticing him looking at me, I blushed slightly and straightened up as I asked.
“It’s like this, Ni Xin from your class twisted her ankle during PE class. This is her sick leave slip.”
“Oh, oh.”
Looking at that handsome face, I answered somewhat guiltily.
I took the sick leave slip, and as my fingers lightly touched his, my
heart skipped a beat for no reason. In an instant, my mind was in turmoil; I could almost hear my own heart pounding.
The boy next to me took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his rhythmic and gentle masculine breath wafting over me.
His gaze was fixed on something I dared not look at. Was he looking at official documents, or something else?
Shoulder-length curly hair piled up, revealing a fair and delicate neck—was it here? The lace neckline of his blouse
accentuated the full curves of his chest—was it here? In his haste today, had he forgotten to button his shirt?
I dared not think any further and quickly composed myself, standing up. Sun Wei straightened up and took a step back,
still wearing his childish smile, though his cheeks were flushed like mine. His eyes seemed unsure where to look,
his head bowed as he stared at the sick leave slip in his hand.
"I'm going to get a drink of water."
Ignoring his response, I left my seat without looking back, leaving Sun Wei standing there blankly
, unsure what to do.
"It's that face."
I suddenly understood why I had feelings for this young man.
It was that handsome face. Even though I'm a woman now, after decades as a man, I
still have a certain preference for beautiful faces, which is why I felt attracted to him!
Shaking my head, I gave a bitter smile. Less than three months into my marriage,
I was already having feelings for men other than my husband. A pang of guilt rose within me; I felt like I was betraying him. But within this guilt,
there was a strange thrill.
"You've really gone bad, you wicked woman!"
I cursed myself inwardly, then stuck out my tongue. "I mustn't do this again!"
9.
"My breasts seem to have gotten bigger."
I crossed my arms over my chest, grasping my two soft breasts. They seemed to have grown considerably.
The bras that had been somewhat constricting before now felt even tighter. Although they were my own breasts, I was always captivated by them
. My snow-white breasts remained smooth and elastic. Looking at my nipples in the mirror, they were a beautiful cherry blossom color.
The areolas, about the size of a coin, weren't dark; they were still a youthful pink. The nipples, protruding from the areolas, would stand erect when
touched by .
Lowering my hands, my hairless mons pubis in the bathtub was incredibly alluring.
After stroking my mons pubis with my fingers, I parted my larger labia with my fingers. The petals
were much larger . Perhaps this was due to the frantic demands for sex over the past few months.
Or perhaps it was just psychological; I pinched the petals between my thumb and forefinger and gently pulled them up, instantly experiencing a lewd
feeling.
Why is a woman's soft, delicate garden so lovely? I can understand the feelings men have for it.
The first time I saw my genitals in the mirror, their appearance astonished me, and
I couldn't help but look at them a few more times each time. But when my boyfriend praised how lovely or beautiful they were, I thought maybe that was
true. Now I believe there is nothing more lovely than my genitals.
I lay in the bathtub, constantly stroking myself…
"It feels like a dream, this must be happiness!" I leaned against the edge of the bathtub,
gazing the misty steam.
The relaxation of my body and mind made me feel incredibly comfortable. The experiences of the past few months played out like a
slideshow : the transformation after encountering Et, the unexpected marriage to my past "self," the loving care from my parents,
the vibrant work life, the triumph at work, and the doting family.
Thinking of the North, I recalled the times we were in bed together, and I've lost count of how many times I've been lost in thought.
Lost in his intense impact, I felt a strange, womanly flutter in my heart that I
had never experienced as a man.
I could clearly feel the changes within myself over the past four months; I had almost transformed
from initial resistance into a wanton, lustful woman. Especially after marriage, I gradually felt the latent sexual desire
within growing increasingly intense and fervent, an insatiable craving, even bordering on "insatiable
.
" "You little slut!"
I sighed, getting out of the bathtub and standing on the bathroom floor. I reached for the showerhead,
letting the warm water flow. I wiped the water droplets from the mirror, which reflected my face.
"I love your flushed face when you're excited. And your roars during orgasm,"
I seemed to hear my husband's words again, his voice as he held my face during sex. A sudden tremor ran through me.
A burning fire seemed to ignite in my chest. Not just my chest, but my entire body felt increasingly warm.
My gaze shifted slightly downwards, looking down from above. My breasts were already quite large for a woman
, but for some reason, I felt they were still growing, yet still firm and pink,
appearing even more proportionate to my body. I held the showerhead against my chest, touching my breasts with my hands.
I flicked my nipple with my index finger, and the originally soft nipple sensitively hardened.
I closed my eyes slightly, slowly recalling the feeling of being caressed by my husband. Suddenly, a throbbing
sensation surged in my chest. Although not painful, it spread throughout my body. Even the untouched nipples
hardened instantly. I cupped my breasts from below, holding the showerhead against the tips of my nipples while slowly massaging my entire
breast .
"Mmm..."
I groaned involuntarily, my nipples hardening as if twisted, their usual pink color now
turning almost dark red. This was due to the intense pleasure causing engorgement and swelling.
The showerhead moved down from my chest, the warm water washing over my lower abdomen.
I didn't realize my body was changing. This ecstatic sexual experience, unique to women,
was awakening my body and permeating my soul. Upon sensory stimulation, my body no longer reacted
with rejection and stiffness, but with an open acceptance.
People say that newlywed women exude an alluring charm, teasing and seducing the senses of men who
follow , though this isn't a conscious signal from the woman. I didn't know I also radiated
this charm.
The combination of so-called mature charm and the allure of a young girl is fatal.
"Honey, are you alright? Why did you take so long?"
The knocking and Northern voice pulled me back to reality from my reverie.
"Uh, I'm done." I grabbed a towel and dried myself, as if waking from a dream.
"You can wash now!" I said, drying my wet hair, opening the door for my husband. My
fair skin, after being soaked in hot water, revealed an alluring rosy glow. Gazing at my beautiful wife emerging from the water like a lotus
, my husband couldn't resist wrapping his arms around my slender waist from behind, his hands roaming freely.
"Oh dear, what are you doing!" My already flushed face turned even redder.
"What's wrong? We're an old married couple, anyway, just wait a bit..."
"Who said we're an old married couple? You can wait slowly." I giggled and pushed my husband inside.
"Take your time washing." I picked up the hairdryer and sat down at the vanity to dry my wet hair.
Helpless, my husband had no choice but to obediently close the door and take a shower. Would he wash slowly and carefully? Of course not. The important event
he had been looking forward all day had already made him restless, and he couldn't wait to just rinse off quickly and be done with it. He only knew that
his beloved wife was extremely clean, otherwise he would have already pounced on her like a hungry tiger and had his fun.
"So comfortable!"
I lay comfortably on the bed, the soft light reflecting on my smooth, satin-like body, giving it a faint
sheen . A hand slowly traced the path from the foot of the twin peaks, up the ridge to the summit, creating a
scene indescribable beauty.
As if struck by a thought, I got up and took out my lingerie from the wardrobe, slowly putting it on. Looking at myself in the mirror, I twirled
around, "Won't this be too sexy?"
My skin was smooth and delicate, from my breasts to my thighs, seemingly untouched by sunlight, appearing exceptionally white,
especially my breasts, their vibrant sheen revealing blue veins. At the apex were pale pink areolas and small
nipples, even more alluring under the half-concealment of the thin lingerie; the thin panties couldn't conceal my full
hips.
"I'll wear this tonight!"
I smiled sweetly, satisfied, and tiptoed to the bathroom door, listening for any sounds inside.
The sound of running water ceased, and through the glass, a blurry figure was dressing. I quickly lay back down on the bed,
turning to my side and feigning sleep.
The reclining sleeping beauty awaited the prince's kiss.
After waiting for a long time without the prince's kiss, I opened my eyes and turned to the side to see what was going on. Suddenly ,
a figure pounced on me.
"Ah! You're so annoying..." Before I could finish speaking, a warm tongue had already probed inside. "Mmm, mmm"
sounds kept coming from our intertwined mouths.
"You rascal!"
I panted slightly, pinching his cheek, pausing for a moment, then his two soft, moist lips pressed against mine again.
I completely ignited my husband's passion, responding fervently to my repeated kisses; our tongues intertwined, turning and twisting,
our breaths growing hotter and more rapid. My soft body pressed closer and closer, the sudden contact,
combined with the man's breath, gradually making me weak all over, my arms limply encircling my husband's neck.
"You almost melted me." My husband smiled at me, propping his head up with one hand.
My face flushed with desire, and I teased, "Want more?"
"Of course!"
My husband pounced on me again, pinning me down tightly. His hands began to roam freely, gently
but quickly kneading my ample breasts. She went limp, her hands weakly pushing against me. Her delicate skin and sensitive nipples were
incredibly alluring.
My husband buried his face between her breasts, his tongue greedily sucking on the delicate nipple, his tongue
circling his other hand conquered the other breast, alternating between hands and mouth.
I grew increasingly excited, my lower body beginning to writhe. Soft, almost dreamlike whispers
escaped my lips.
"Husband, husband…"
I whispered to my husband, but he, burning with desire, paid no heed to my words, focusing solely on
his assault. My sheer, lace-trimmed lingerie had long since been pulled down, revealing a triangular
patch of pubic hair that seemed to radiate powerful energy, drawing in any seeker.
A hand lightly touched my smooth mons pubis, roaming along its narrow path. The moment my hand slipped between my legs, I felt
a wetness, and I could feel my vulva slightly ajar, awaiting my arrival.
"Ah…ah…oh…"
I felt the burning heat pounding against my lower body, and my husband, pushing his still-unreleased potential,
thrust deeper and more skillfully, sending me into the abyss of pleasure.
My entire genitals felt like they were gradually filling up. My clitoris slowly tingled, becoming hot and hard. My
legs were spread wide, and an electric sensation coursed from my head to my genitals.
"Mmm..."
Feeling my waist rising higher and higher, I bit my husband's shoulder, desperately trying to suppress my heavy breathing. The intense
pleasure made my husband thrust in and out with all his might. The same intense pleasure made me unable to control
the lingering moans that escaped my lips.
"Ah, so good..." A premonition that my whole body was about to explode stimulated me, and I finally
couldn't hold back .
"Ah... I can't take it anymore..." My snow-white, full buttocks involuntarily arched upwards, my soft waist trembled
incessantly , and finally, only the blissful world rapidly expanded; my pink vagina clenched and spasmed, and crystal fluid
flowed out in waves, while I uncontrollably let out long and lewd cries of pleasure; I felt my whole body
warm and melting, and time seemed to stand still—and then an endless fall.
I reached the peak of orgasm, and my husband, unable to hold back in my convulsing vagina, thrust in with force and ejaculated as well.
After I ejaculated completely, my vagina still clung to my husband's penis, as if reluctant to let go.
My husband lay panting on my soft body, and I saw my face flushed, my long eyelashes fluttering, enjoying
the afterglow of my orgasm.
My husband kissed my sweaty body, held me close, and slowly closed his eyes. I, with a satisfied
smile, nestled in my husband's arms and fell peacefully asleep.
10
Tonight, quite unusually, Beifang ate dinner, but after dinner, he was buried in his computer in the room
. Watching him work so hard, I knew why he was working so diligently. He wanted to be worthy
of me, so he worked tirelessly. A week ago, he got a promotion, but since then,
work has been incredibly busy, so he often brings work home, which usually takes an hour or two to finish.
This has become a habit for him.
He's gotten used to it too, but to spend more time with his wife each night, he brings his laptop to the room
instead of working in the study. This truly touched me deeply, and it made me realize how much the North valued
me.
After a comfortable hot bath, I came out of the bathroom and saw the North intently staring at the computer
screen , his hands typing on the keyboard in front of him. I dried my wet hair with a towel and slowly
walked towards my husband.
Sensing my approach, the North stopped what he was doing, turned around, and smiled at me, saying, "Come here, sit
here." He patted his thigh.
Seeing his deep, desire-filled eyes, I knew what he wanted! The North's straightforward
passion made it impossible for me to resist him, which was what I cherished about him, and besides, I truly
needed it. I placed the towel on the low cabinet, obediently sat across his lap, and affectionately wrapped my arms around his neck:
"What's wrong? You haven't finished your work yet, and you're already trying to bother me."
"Don't you want me... mmm..." The North's sensual lips were already pressed against my cherry lips.
It felt so good; his kiss was so hot and powerful, full of sexual desire. His warmth,
his scent , and his magical masculine aroma overwhelmed my tranquil thoughts, gradually making me his captive.
Our tongues greedily intertwined, teasing each other in our mouths. I clung tightly
to him, feeling his large hand grasp one of my breasts, gently and slowly kneading it.
Now, I was used to not wearing a bra after my nightly bath, only a loose, alluring bathrobe, ready for Northern's pleasure
at any time . I knew Northern's preferences; he always loved to caress my breasts. Northern often told me that
holding my breasts was a great pleasure.
Indeed, after marriage, my already breathtakingly beautiful, innocent face had gained even more
allure, making it impossible for any man to take his eyes off me. And my figure had become even more
voluptuous and captivating, with a slender waist and full breasts, more prominent than before my marriage. My breasts, besides being round and full,
possessed a youthful elasticity when held in my hands. I knew their advantages better than anyone, but hearing them from Beifang
's mouth still filled me with a sense of pride and satisfaction.
When Beifang's other hand reached for my legs, my body trembled slightly. I suddenly suppressed my
desire, pressed down on his greedy hand, and offered a charming smile, softly saying, "Honey, you haven't
showered yet, you're all sweaty and filthy. If you want to play with me, you'll have to go and wash me clean first."
"I can't wait!" His strange hand reached for my crotch again, shamelessly pressing
my tender spot with his fingers.
"Ugh..." I groaned, knowing that if this continued, the primal desire within me
would inevitably become uncontrollable.
"Beifang, please don't... listen to me, I'll do it after I shower, okay?"
I pressed his hand down again, preventing him from succeeding.
Beifang reluctantly shrugged and gently pushed me away. I stood up to let him leave, but unexpectedly,
Beifang suddenly scooped me up in his arms.
This sudden and rough action made me gasp. I understood Beifang's intention; I knew he wanted to take
me to the bed, and I couldn't help but feel a secret thrill.
A few seconds later, I realized I was wrong. Beifang carried me into the bathroom, and as soon as he put me down,
he ripped off my bathrobe, leaving me standing naked in front of him. Before long, Beifang was just
as naked as I was, and we were facing each other, both of us completely naked.
It seemed Beifang couldn't wait any longer. He didn't step into the bathtub but pulled me to the showerhead, where we soaked in the warm water...
Beneath the flowers, instead of extinguishing the lust burning within him, his desire intensified.
I looked at my husband's erect and aroused penis, which was already standing straight up, instantly exciting me.
Beifang stood before me, demanding that I suckle it.
By this time, I was consumed by lust and naturally wouldn't refuse his request. For some reason, whenever I saw
a man's thick penis, I felt an urge to suck and play with it. I absolutely adored his precious thing! Thinking
of this, a surge of lust rose within me, my uterus tingled, and my juices
flowed .
I obediently squatted down, kneeling before him. Beifang automatically parted his legs, as if intentionally boasting of his
size. Without hesitation, I reached out and grasped it, stroking it up and down, while my other
hand caressed his scrotum. I tilted my head back and took his penis into my mouth.
I held his lips tightly, my nimble tongue playfully swirling around his glans. I
truly enjoyed using my mouth to tease a man's glans, especially to bring him to ejaculation.
Northern's penis was indeed quite large. Although I had never been with another man since becoming a woman,
as a man, that 18-centimeter penis had once been my pride. Now, that former pride
always filled my mouth completely, sometimes thrusting roughly, plunging deep into my throat. But
that feeling of suffering was utterly intoxicating.
Northern liked my lips to play freely. Whenever I licked his glans with the tip of my tongue, Northern would let out a satisfied
sigh, accompanied by comfortable moans of "Ah... um..." as I sucked.
Today was no exception. He gasped, his voice trembling, "Ah! So good… Your little mouth always
feels so good, I'm addicted to it!"
Hearing him, I couldn't help but look up and give him a gentle smile.
At that moment, I could no longer resist. My vaginal fluids were overflowing. I stood up,
embraced , and shamelessly pressed my proud breasts against his chest, rubbing my upper body against him. My
nipples, already hardened from the intense lust, were instantly squeezed and rolled from side to side. The pleasure from my breasts made me
cry out, "Ah!" It felt so good. This pleasure made me almost forget myself, and I
cried out, "Northern, come and fuck me, fill my vagina with your big penis."
Northern, also aroused, pulled his wife into his arms, and she eagerly raised
one leg and wrapped it around his waist. He cooperated with his wife's actions, lifting her thighs with his hands, while she lustfully
grasped his erect penis, rubbing it against her tender lips. Then she pushed his glans inside, forcing it into
her body. Her tight vagina gripped the glans tightly: "Hurry up and put it in, I can't take it anymore!"
He smiled slightly, thrusting his hips forward, inserting half of his penis.
The feeling of being deeply penetrated sent a shiver of pleasure through me. I cooperated with a thrust, the penis reaching
its deepest point , and a joyful, satisfied moan immediately filled the bathroom.
He lifted my legs and buttocks, repeatedly thrusting in and out.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, and with each deep thrust, he reached straight into my uterus. I was naturally
shallow and could never fully accommodate his size, but his penetration often stimulated my cervix,
stretching open the tender flesh deep inside. And this method of penetration was my own desire.
At that moment, I felt his powerful thrusts, causing my body to sway in his arms. This intense
feeling was so exciting; I felt a burning sensation all over my body and couldn't help but moan wantonly, my head starting to spin
. Then I felt Northern press against my cervix and ejaculate his passionate semen. I felt a surge of pleasure, and then I lost myself,
gradually going limp. After resting for a while, we played in the bathtub together before leaving
the bathroom, naked and lovingly embracing.
They went to the large bed, and Northern had me lie down quietly on my back, then gently moved over me.
Northern's warm lips kissed all over my snow-white skin. I held him tightly, wanting to
feel each other's wild heartbeats. Northern's lips finally touched mine, and our soft tongues entered each other's
mouths , thirstily absorbing each other's sweetness.
After a long, passionate kiss, we finally became one, fully experiencing each other's physical reactions and arousing
intense desire. Northern's hand slid to my breasts, then to my sensitive nipples, exposed to his fingers,
making me respond to him without restraint, thrusting my full breasts forward to passionately accept his caresses.
Northern was gentle, allowing me to clearly enjoy the pleasure of being touched, and also making me feel the happiness of being
cherished .
I began to feel hot all over; his erect penis was already trapped between my tightly closed legs. I gently
rubbed him with the side of my legs, making him groan: "Wife, are you trying to drive me crazy? I've been holding back for so long!"
His rough, hoarse voice made me understand his pain and unbearable suffering.
Northern suddenly rolled over and straddled me, and from his position, I could clearly see his extraordinary
penis; it was truly thick and long. At this moment, Northern lifted one of my breasts, using the head of his penis to strike my nipple.
Seeing his lewd actions, my heart fluttered again. I stared wide-eyed at his glans and trembled as I said,
"Ah! It itches." My already hard nipples became even more erect. Not to be outdone, I stroked his
inner thighs with both hands, cupping his scrotum in my small hands and gently rubbing it. Northern, enjoying my ministrations,
closed his eyes and moaned.
Knowing he was enjoying it, I became even more unrestrained, using my other hand instead of Northern
's large hand gripping his penis to rub his glans against my nipples.
Northern couldn't take it anymore. He turned around, knelt between my wife's legs, his nose touching her labia, and
began to give her oral sex. "Ah!"
I let out a wanton moan. I loved men giving me oral sex; the intense sensation when a man's
soft tongue entered my vagina drove me almost mad. Northern parted my legs and
began licking my vulva, simultaneously raising his hips as he straddled me, his thick, long penis pressed against my
cheek. Of course, I wouldn't miss this opportunity; I immediately grasped his penis, already seeing tears welling up at the tip,
which excited me greatly. I quickly licked them away with the tip of my tongue, then opened my lips wide and took the glans into my mouth, moving
my head to stroke it.
I felt Northern's tongue penetrate deep into my vagina, automatically thrusting in and out like a penis. I couldn't help but lower my head...
With a soft moan, I clearly felt the intense, tingling pleasure emanating from between my legs, quickly spreading throughout my body.
I could hardly suppress the pleasure within me; I needed Northern's thick penis to thrust into me wildly, to fill me completely.
I gasped, "Fuck me, I want your cock, not your tongue," I cried, gripping his penis.
As Northern knelt between my legs, I grasped his penis again, aiming it at my vulva: "
Northern , come on, I love you."
Northern's heart burned with desire. He lifted my legs and slowly entered my already wet vagina,
penetrating to its deepest point, then pulling out at the entrance. Suddenly, with
a
powerful thrust, he rammed into my cervix. My desire was immediately and fully satisfied, my body trembling involuntarily.
Northern began to thrust vigorously, his strong waist pumping in and out, his penis repeatedly
withdrawing from my vagina, opening and closing, then opening and closing again, moving
in and out of my slippery vagina.
The feeling was simply wonderful, giving me an indescribable sense of comfort. I saw my juices flowing freely,
slowly trickling down my legs. My rising desire made me unconsciously raise my hips, wrapping my legs around
his strong waist and hips, making it easier for him to penetrate me and thrust into my tender flower. "
Oh my god!" I cried inwardly. His gentle thrusts, neither too fast nor too slow, were perfectly rhythmic, allowing me
to clearly enjoy the pleasure of being caressed by his penis, and to feel the pulsating sensation of his glans rubbing against my vagina. I closed
my legs, knowing he liked it when I squeezed him like this, and this tightening of my vagina gave me even more intense
pleasure . Before long, I was completely overwhelmed
by his fucking, feeling like I was floating on clouds. Looking at his beautiful and alluring wife, his round breasts
trembling under his thrusts, creating waves of seductive flesh, he was consumed by lust and quickly reached out to fondle
her swaying breasts. This undoubtedly amplified my pleasure, and finally, I reached my climax, a torrent of vaginal fluid
gushing from deep within me.
But Beifang was still not satisfied; perhaps he had already ejaculated once, for this time his stamina was exceptionally long and
intense. He thrust into me wildly, and my lust was aroused once more. I cried out, "Ah... Beifang, you're so amazing,
you're going to kill me! Deeper, into my womb... let me feel your glans invading me!"
A moment later, I was completely exhausted, lying limply on my back, legs spread wide, letting him fuck me
. My breasts, played with by him, became even firmer, wantonly enticing Beifang to ravage me.
Just as I was lost in pleasure, I suddenly felt Beifang withdraw his penis from my body. I was puzzled, but then
Beifang 's penis forcefully spread my labia again, thrusting deep inside me, repeatedly withdrawing and
penetrating, this time with much greater force than before. I was instantly aroused,
spreading my legs wide to accommodate his penile thrusts.
"Ah...so beautiful...don't stop...fuck me hard with your big cock...I'm going to
die from pleasure!" I cried out wantonly.
I was incredibly excited; waves of pleasure coursed through my body, through every cell.
Then, Northern stopped withdrawing from my body and began thrusting normally into my vagina, but the rhythm quickened.
I knew he was about to climax. Just as Northern gripped my breasts tightly, his glans pressed against my cervix. I could clearly
feel his hot penis throbbing inside me, and then another gush of hot fluid
suddenly shot out, perfectly filling my emptiness and loss.
We embraced tightly, neither of us moving, while Northern's penis remained inside me. I was
satisfied with this feeling; I could feel him softening inside me. Northern buried his head in my cleavage, panting heavily,
while I, too, felt utterly weak. "So good!"
After a long while, still panting, I let out a long sigh. Having been a man for thirty years, and now
a , I could clearly understand the difference between men and women. A man's desires tend towards lust,
while a woman's desires, once unlocked, reach that "most pleasurable" gate, something no man can experience in sex.
Before, as a man, all I got from sex was the natural sexual pleasure. Now,
as a woman, I make love with both body and soul, a complete arousal and release of desire.
Men like to play with women during sex, but what they don't know is that a man's pleasure only lasts a few minutes.
A woman's pleasure, however, can deepen gradually, from the outside in, from a slow surge of desire, gradually rising and
falling like ebb and flow, finally like a thousand-year flood, bursting its banks, as if dissolving into a blissful world without the physical body, only pure pleasure.
When it comes to sex, women always experience the most pleasure; they are always "happy to death."

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