Abnormal Feelings (1-2) Author: Yi Nuo

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Abnormal Love (1-2)

Author: Yi Nuo
First Release: 18p2p
Word Count: 27824 words
txt Package:

I consider myself the prettiest girl in this village. Although I'm not tall, only 158cm
, and my skin is a bit dark, I find my eyes very bright, dark, big, and
shiny . My eyelashes are long and curled upwards.

My eyebrows are also beautiful, black, long, and neat, and I never need to draw them. My mouth is a bit big,
but lips are of moderate thickness, very sexy, and my teeth are especially white. I often smile at myself in the mirror, and
this smile is simply that of a little beauty.

My breasts are large, round and bulging, as if they're about to burst my clothes, but my waist is very thin.
The villagers call me a big-breasted wasp waist. My buttocks are also round and bulging, and I can feel
two mounds of firm flesh. Whenever I walk, I can feel my breasts and buttocks trembling.

Having watched countless movies, TV shows, and videos, I often imitated the mannerisms of celebrities: chest out, hips
lifted, neck stretched, chin slightly raised, head held high, like a haughty little princess. My goal was to
attract boys.

Ever since I was old enough to understand, I've disliked studying. I longed for the day a boy would hold me in
his arms, kiss my lips, and caress my entire body. I would give him everything, just to experience what it's
like to be a woman.

I often heard women who had done "that" say it was the most beautiful and
ecstatic , surpassing all the most wonderful things in the world.

Some even said, "On the road to the underworld, there are no young or old. If you fall asleep tonight, you might not wake up tomorrow morning.
While alive, you should enjoy everything. If you die, it's too late to do anything."

I know this idea is wrong, but it's the kind of thinking I'm most likely to accept. I like good food
, good clothes, and even more, I love playing. I just don't like studying. What I love most is that kind of
thing .

I don't know why, but the more I try to be assertive in front of boys,
the less dare to approach me. They say I'm too arrogant, too domineering, and they don't dare touch me. This is really tough
on me. I'm already eighteen, which is supposed to be the best time of a girl's life, but not a
single boy has touched me. I'm so anxious.

I saw masturbation for the first time in a video. That night, I lay alone on the kang (a heated brick bed), fantasizing about
a boy climbing on top of me, kissing me, and caressing my body. I tentatively put my hand
between my legs and touched my clitoris. As I touched it, my whole body went numb, ached, and I felt an electric shock.

I simply stuck my hand into my vagina and frantically masturbated for a while. A strange sensation washed over me
. I straightened my legs, lifted my buttocks, and pushed my chest up, forcefully inserting my hand.
A spasm ran through me, and I broke out in a sweat. Even though there were no other men, I still found that feeling.
It was amazing ! I never dreamed that the first time for a beautiful and sexy girl like me would be through masturbation.

In my life, in my empty and lonely years, I was finally able to be "self-sufficient."

Now I had enough to eat and wear, and I had found solace in masturbation for my sexual frustrations. I was content. I felt
this period of life was wonderful. I only hoped this peaceful life could continue. I was a
girl without goals or a future; I asked for nothing more.

But life is unpredictable. Not long after, everything changed drastically.
My father passed away. My mother, in her forties, couldn't live without a man. She asked people to introduce her to potential partners every day,
like a female dog in heat.

Some people say my mother is "foolish," others say she's "slutty." I think perhaps the older a woman gets, the stronger her desire for that kind of
thing becomes. I really wanted to tell my mother that masturbation could relieve her "hunger," but I heard
from some older women that if a woman gets used to doing that kind of thing with a man, even carrots won't work; she has to
find a man to do it with. So I didn't try to teach my mother about masturbation. I knew it wouldn't work for
women her age.

Not long after, my mother got together with a man in his fifties from another village. I don't know if someone
introduced them or if she did it herself. The man was a farmer, nicknamed "Yan Dahu" (Big Tiger Yan). He was somewhat
educated. He wasn't wealthy; his wife had died. His children didn't want him to find another partner, but he
wouldn't listen. Because his sex drive was extremely strong, people called him "tiger," saying he was the kind
of man who couldn't live a day without a woman. He would ask everyone he met to introduce him to someone, saying he couldn't live alone, and that he had "requirements."
Everyone in the surrounding villages knew him and knew this phrase; people often used it to tease each other.

"Having demands" became a common phrase.

Regardless of what people said, he was truly capable, growing both grain and vegetables, sometimes even driving a donkey
cart to the city to sell vegetables and do odd jobs, and drinking a little alcohol every day. At only fifty-something, his hair was completely white.

He didn't have many wrinkles, his eyes were bright and always darting around. Some said it was "
foolishness ," others said he was very shrewd.

He was tall, muscular, with a good chest, strong arms and legs, and a relatively light complexion. He had
large eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth—a typical farmer. After only a few days of knowing my mother,
he started arranging his marriage, asking her how much dowry she wanted. My mother was already impatient. She
only asked for four thousand yuan, and he immediately agreed to give her six thousand. My mother was very happy, but some people said behind her back that this
man named Yan Dahu was simply a bit foolish. Oh,

and I forgot to introduce you, I also have an older brother who is nineteen years old. He was a pale-faced scholar, only interested in
studying and oblivious to everything else, including matters of the heart.

Yan Dahu used his donkey cart to transport our entire family, along with all our belongings, to his village and to his
home in four separate trips. His two rooms were crammed full.

Because all his relatives opposed his marriage to my mother, he didn't hold a wedding ceremony. His
children were all married, and he had always been single; bringing us here was considered his marriage.
The house had two rooms and a kang (a heated brick bed). The outer room was right inside the entrance, and the kang was on the south side of the inner room near the window.

At night, the four of us slept on one kang.
It was barely dark when he tucked us in. He wouldn't let us watch TV, and hurriedly urged everyone to get on the kang and sleep. My brother and I were reluctant, but Mom readily
complied and got on the kang.

There were four quilts in total; Mom and the man were next to each other, and my brother and I were next to each other. Just as my brother and I
crawled into bed, the man turned off the light.

My brother, being a bit slow, didn't think about anything and quickly fell asleep. But I couldn't sleep at all, and not wanting
to make any noise, I pretended to be asleep. I heard Mom and Yan Dahu whispering a few words beside their pillows
and then starting to move. I guessed they must have taken off their vests and underwear in their own beds because the
quilts were making a rustling sound.

They each did their own thing for a while, then stopped to listen for any sounds from my brother and me. Then,
Mom lifted the man's blanket and crawled inside. It was clear that two naked bodies were tightly embracing
each other, kissing passionately, their mouths sucking and making gurgling sounds.

Mom, panting, said to Yan Dahu, "Hurry up and get on top of me, I can't take it anymore."

The man rolled over and climbed on top of Mom, his buttocks arching high against the blanket before he
pressed down hard. Mom cried out, "Ouch!" and hugged the man tightly. The man remained motionless,
pressing firmly against Mom, and whispered, "I'm all the way in, are you comfortable?"

Mom said, "Good, good, so comfortable! You're so much better than my deadbeat. Much harder
and much bigger. His dick was small and soft, and he never stopped, just came right away, it
wasn't . I've been so unlucky to be with him all my life. I've never had any pleasure. Meeting
a big dick like yours today is a blessing I've earned. I'm giving you my body, so go ahead and do whatever you want. Go as hard as you can.
I know some people say you're tough, but I also know you're the most powerful when it comes to this."

The man supported his upper body with his arms, his buttocks thrusting forcefully up and down on Mom
, it felt particularly fierce. Mom kept moaning softly, and I felt like my whole body was on fire. I inserted my
fingers into my vagina and started probing.

The man's movements on Mom became faster and more intense, and it lasted for a long time. At first, his movements were
very gentle, probably because he was afraid we would wake up, but later he forgot about our presence. I guess he was thinking that
even if one of us woke up, we couldn't make a sound. Perhaps it was the crucial moment, and the man couldn't control himself
. As for Mom, she probably couldn't control herself either.

The man thrust hard for a while, finally letting out a heavy sigh, and lay still on top of Mom.
Mom tightly hugged her buttocks, panting, and softly said, "You've fucked me so hard, it feels so good,
so comfortable. Meeting you, my life hasn't been in vain."

I trembled all over, my blood boiling. Was it really that blissful for a woman to be fucked by a strong man?
My fingers worked hard inside her vagina, and a spasm ran through me, releasing a
gush of fluid.

Yan Dahu was really strong. He hadn't been resting beside Mom for long before saying, "I'm hard again, I
want to fuck you one more time.

" Mom said, "Can you do it?"

He said, "Yes."

Mom said, "Then get on top."

He quickly mounted her again and fucked her once more.

I clearly remember that they fucked four times that night. The last time, the man said, "My dick is hard,
but my body's a bit out of control. I still want to do it, what do you think we should do?"

Mom said, "I'll offer you my ass, we'll lie on our sides like this, and you can hold my ass and do it."

He really did turn sideways and penetrated Mom from behind. Mom's ass thrust back forcefully, and he
held her ass and thrust hard, making a "thump, thump" sound. I really don't understand, Mom's
ass is so big, and she was thrusting back so hard, how could his dick fit into Mom's vagina? Could it even fit
? Wouldn't her ass get in the way?

Weren't they afraid we'd wake up? Weren't they afraid we'd see? Maybe this man really is a scoundrel,
maybe my mother really is a slut, maybe that's just how society is now. I've heard people say, "Sex is the most sacred thing,
surpassing everything..." But I know that in the countryside, even a
strong medicine can't separate pigs and dogs during mating. Maybe men and women get carried away at that moment.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already bright outside. I
was alone on the kang (heated brick bed). My brother had already gone to school. My mother and that man had gone to work in the fields. There was food on the table. I
quickly washed up and started eating. As I ate, I kept thinking about what happened that night. The
image kept lingering in my mind.

That day, my brother had a holiday. My mother asked my brother and me to weed the family plot while she and Yan Dahu drove
a donkey cart to the city to sell vegetables. They said they wouldn't be back for lunch and that my brother and I should make something to eat ourselves.

To be honest, I didn't want to do farm work at all, and my brother didn't like it either. We sat on the lush grass... We chatted in the fields
, working for a while and then chatting. I asked my brother if any girls were pursuing him at school. He said no.

I said, "With your attitude, all you do is study. You wouldn't even know if someone was pursuing you.
Don't you ever think about relationships?"

My brother said, "Of course I do, but I always control myself. I think it's not too late to think about it after I get into
university and have a job.

" I said, "If a girl offered herself to you, would you take it?"

My brother said, "I haven't met anyone like that. If I did, I'd experience it. Men and women are just
like that 're naturally drawn to each other."

Hearing my brother's words, I felt he was having some impure thoughts, so I quickly said, "
Do you know that Mom does that kind of thing with that man every night?"

My brother said, "I'm confused. My mind is always on my studies and future job. I haven't paid much attention to what they
're doing ."

I said, "You're such an idiot. I pretend to be asleep every night and secretly watch them do it in the middle of the night."
"That kind of thing, how many times can that man do it with Mom in one night?" I said, my body getting warmer and
my breathing becoming rapid. My brother finally stared at my heaving breasts, his body also becoming restless.

I looked at my brother's thin body, far less muscular than that man's. What
would like? If it could get hard, climb on top of me, and penetrate me,
wouldn't that feel better than my fingers?

A few muffled claps of thunder, and suddenly it started to rain. My brother pulled me and ran towards the village. When we got home, we were
both soaked. I looked at my brother, and he looked at me, and we both laughed.

My brother's clothes clung to his body, making him look even thinner and taller. My clothes also clung to my body,
making my breasts look higher, bigger, and fuller. I deliberately puffed out my chest in front of my brother, and his eyes
were already glazed over. I deliberately stuck my butt out, splashing water and saying, "Look, my butt is completely soaked,
my pants are sticking to my butt."

My brother stared at me blankly, as if he were in a daze. I quickly said, "Come on, let's both take off our
clothes and change." Right in front of him, I took off my clothes and pants, leaving me only in my
underwear and bra. My brother stared at my body in astonishment.

He murmured, "You're not tall, but you have a great figure."

I hurried over and said, "Why aren't you taking them off? Come on, let me take them off for you, so we can
wash together." I reached out and started to take off my brother's clothes and pants, deliberately pressing my breasts and buttocks against his
body . My brother's body trembled.

I took a towel and went to my brother, saying, "Come on, let's dry each other first, then I'll go
do the laundry ." As I wiped his body, I said, "Anyway, there's no
one else in this house, and Mom and the others won't be back for lunch, so take off his underwear too, and I'll wipe your genitals as well."

My brother seemed confused, but I insisted on taking off his underwear. He didn't object, and I finally saw
a man's penis—a small, fleshy thing like a carrot,
drooping weakly between his legs. I was confused. In videos, I'd seen men's penises that were huge,
like wooden sticks, capable of making women scream. But my brother's was so small; could it even fit into my vagina
? I doubted it.

I deliberately rubbed his genitals repeatedly, and finally, his penis hardened, much larger and longer than
before .

I said, "Brother, could you wipe me down too?" I simply took off my bra and panties and let
him wipe me down. Looking at my naked body, his hands trembled, his expression was
extremely complicated, and he was sweating. When his towel touched my breasts, he shook, and his hands
wouldn't obey .

I simply pressed my whole body against him. He threw away the towel, hugged me
tightly hugged him back. We started kissing. With that kiss, his penis became even bigger and harder, swelling up
. He touched my breasts, my lower abdomen, and my slender waist, then reached down to my
genitals, stroking my thick pubic hair.

My lower body started to flow; it was already gushing like a spring. My brother's hand touched my genitals for a while,
then moved to my round buttocks, constantly praising their shape. I noticed his penis was
bluish-green, with many bluish veins like a fishing net.

My brother's thing looked like a small banana, curved and pointing upwards. I knew what they wanted to do
. I hurriedly said, "Let's do it like that man and Mom did."

My brother's voice trembled as he said, "Is that okay? I'm scared..."

I hurriedly said, "What are you scared of? Come on!" I quickly got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), lay down, spread my legs, and
eagerly used my hands to pry open my labia. It was already flowing with fluid. My brother hurriedly
got onto the kang, knelt between my legs, and took his thin, long thing and inserted it into my vagina.

As soon as his thing touched my pubic hair, he ejaculated. My brother let out
a cry and quickly climbed on top of me, holding me tightly and not moving. He hugged me, panting, and said,
"That's great, little sister, that's great. It's so good, so wonderful, I'm so happy, that's enough for me. I'm
satisfied . I've tasted a woman for the first time. I guess my life hasn't been in vain."

I never expected my brother, a grown man, to be like this. I was very angry and said, "You're satisfied,
but I'm not! Brother, it shouldn't be like this. You should put it in and let me truly feel good.
This is making me uncomfortable. Can you do it again? Put it in, the harder the better.

" My brother started to put it in again, anxiously saying, "My thing isn't hard, what should I
do?" He kept fiddling with it, but it wouldn't get hard. I was so anxious that I
didn't know what to say.

My brother said, "Spread your legs wider, forcefully open your vulva, let me try again."

I hurriedly spread my legs, used my hands to separate my labia again, staring at his penis with burning desire. He climbed on
top of me and tried to push his limp thing into my vagina again and again, but it wouldn't go in
. So he tried to push it in with both hands. With no support in front, his thin chest pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe.

It still didn't work. I suddenly remembered the footage from the video. I hurriedly said, "Come on. I'll move my buttocks to
the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), then spread my legs. You stand on the ground and aim it in."

He said, "Let's try it."

I hurriedly moved my buttocks to the edge of the kang, and he hurriedly got down. Just then, his penis was at the height of my
vulva . I forcefully spread my labia, and his limp thing hurriedly aimed at my hole and shoved it
in. It went in, but it was still soft and not hard at all. He started to move like that man, but
there was no hardness at all. He just used his pubic bone to hit my labia. Finally, he let out a cry and released.

It hurt so much when he released me. I pushed him aside and said, "You're useless. You're nothing. I'm not even as good as
myself." Because at this point, I desperately wanted to have an orgasm, but he couldn't give me one. I
had no choice but to move my body back onto the kang and start to masturbate with my hand.

I was making "ah ah" sounds, my body writhing on the kang (heated brick bed), but I couldn't reach
orgasm , and I felt extremely uncomfortable. Seeing this, my brother hurriedly said, "Let me use my hand to stimulate you,"
and lay down beside me, reaching inside. His fingers were long, easily penetrating deep into my vagina, and
I felt much better. I cried out, "Brother, brother, harder! Harder!"

He frantically stimulated my vagina with his hand, and my breathing became rapid. I kept screaming, "Ah ah, brother,
brother faster, faster, the faster the better… Ah, I'm going to die. I'm coming, I'm coming! My body is burning hot,
on fire, burning, like a herd of warhorses trampling over me. I howled, writhing, struggling
, my hands tightly gripping his body.

He cried out, "Ah!" and said, "Sister, you're killing me. It hurts so much!"

At the same time, I went wild and reached orgasm. This was the first time in my life I had felt such intense
pleasure and comfort.

My brother finally got into a university in the south. Yan Dahu was very generous and took
out to pay for his brother's tuition, even though his relatives objected and called him "Yan Dahu the bully" to his face. But he said,
"If I want to, I'll be that bully, so what?"

My mother took my brother to school, which would take more than ten days for a round trip. Originally, "Yan Dahu" wanted to go too, but he didn't have enough
money for the trip . Only one person could go to escort him, so my mother had to take my brother.

At home, Yan Dahu was very good to me. He knew I didn't like to do housework, so every day he would cook the food early and
put it in the pot before going out to do housework himself. At night, the two of us would sit on the kang (a heated brick bed), one at the head and one at the tail,
tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I watched him rolling around on the kang, his hand constantly groping between his legs.
Influenced by him, I kept touching my genitals.

A deafening clap of thunder shook the heavens and earth, as if it would collapse the house. Rain poured down, and lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the window
. I screamed in fright, curling up in the corner of the kang (heated brick bed), trembling all over. Yan Dahu quickly jumped over and pulled me into
his arms. My petite body contrasted sharply with his massive frame.

Sitting in his lap felt very comfortable and peaceful. I occasionally touched his muscular
chest with my back; it was hard. His large arms were strong, holding me so tightly I could hardly breathe. But I
felt incredibly comfortable. I shifted my position, and my round, plump bottom moved
slightly in his arms. I touched something big and hard.

I'd seen that on video; it must be the same size and hard as that thing. I could feel it. It was
that thing that made Mom moan every night, that thing that brought her endless happiness.
What would it be like if that big thing of his were inside my small body? Would it burst my vagina? Could I
even fit it inside me? If his massive body pressed down on me, would I
suffocate?

My body started to heat up, started to writhe. I started to feel restless.

The thunderstorm passed quickly. Outside, besides the croaking of frogs and the chirping of crickets, there was no other sound.

I didn't want to leave his embrace, and he didn't want to let go of me. We sat like that for a long time,
neither knowing what to say. Suddenly, I felt the urge to urinate. I said, "I need to pee."

He said, "The chamber pot is in the outer room."

I said, "I'm afraid to go to the outer room, will you come with me?"

He hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go with you.

" When we got to the outer room, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. I hurriedly said, "Turn on the light.

" He said, "Aren't you afraid I'll see?"

I said, "No, look if you want. It won't hurt me.

" He really did turn on the light. I went to the urinal, took off my shorts, and squatted down. I knew he had seen my
buttocks . My whole body was burning up. As I urinated, my heart was pounding, feeling like
something was about to happen, like it was definitely going to happen.

After I finished urinating, I stood up and slowly pulled up my shorts. I knew he had seen my most private parts
.

He hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I need to pee too."

I hurriedly said, "Go ahead, I'll wait. "

He came to the urinal, without taking off his shorts, and pulled his thing out from the leg of his shorts. Ah,
it was so big, so thick, so hard, like a small cannon.

After he finished urinating, he shook his penis and put it back. He turned around and saw me
staring at it, and said, "Aren't you scared?"

I said, "I don't know."

He walked from the chamber pot to my side, turned off the light, and said in a deep voice, "Let
me carry you inside."

I quickly said, "Okay."

He reached out his big hands and picked me up. I quickly hooked my arms around his neck. I could feel
his heartbeat and hear his breathing. He put me on the kang (a heated brick bed) and lay down close to me,
holding me tightly in his arms. I knew that everything was going to happen. I
hugged .

I subconsciously used my little feet to push down his underwear, and he readily took it off.
Then he reached out to take off my shorts, and I didn't resist. I even took off my bra. Now we were
both completely naked and embracing each other.

I pressed my full breasts against his chest, and he kept squeezing my buttocks. I boldly
reached out and touched his penis. This was the first time I had ever actively touched a grown man's penis. It was so big
, hard, and smooth! My heart was pounding. I knew what was about to happen. I was so worried—
could something so big fit inside me?

A strong desire dominated me, controlled me. I still held onto his penis tightly
. He finally couldn't resist anymore. He got up and pressed himself against me.

I was a voluptuous little girl, and he was a strong, grown man. As he rolled over, I remembered
a saying from the countryside: "Both ends pointing outwards, the middle aligned." My forehead touched his chest, and my feet
reached his knees. I instinctively spread my legs and then naturally parted my labia with my hands.
He held that hard thing, aiming it at my vagina, which was already wet. It was flowing uncontrollably
.

My heart was pounding. I didn't know what this moment would be like. Was this what a
girl had been longing for? Was this the happiest moment for a woman? I really wanted to experience it
, even if he hurt me, I had to try. My voice trembled as I said, "Come on, just put it
in . I can handle it.

" He rubbed the large, round mushroom head against my labia a few times, then slowly began to push it in
. I dared not breathe, dared not speak, silently enduring, feeling, little by little, section by section
, until finally it was all the way in. Finally, he climbed onto me completely.

I asked in surprise, "You're all the way in?"

He said, "Yes, all the way in. Does it hurt?"

I said, "I didn't expect it to be like this. It doesn't hurt at all; in fact, it feels very comfortable. How do you feel?"

He said, "It's very tight, really tight. I was afraid it would hurt you, so I didn't dare to use too much force, but now it seems fine. I'm going to
move."

His words reminded me of the movements of men on top of women in videos, and the strange expressions women made under
men . Now I was about to experience it. I imagined those expressions must be peculiar. I hurriedly said,
"Go ahead, I really didn't expect that our girls' private parts were so elastic, like a rubber band that can
stretch and contract. I really didn't expect that your thing, which is so big, could fit in."

He said, "You silly girl, you know about childbirth, right? The baby's head is so big that it can crawl
out of this. How big is our thing? As long as it's a woman, she can withstand a man's penetration
.

" I hurriedly said, "I thought my small girl couldn't handle it."

He said, "You don't know? The vaginas of dwarf girls are the same size as those of normal women!"

I hurriedly said, "Then just go ahead and do it."

He slowly pulled that thick, large thing out of my vagina, and just
as , he suddenly thrust it in forcefully. This thrust gave me a feeling of pleasure I had never experienced before. I hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

He suddenly accelerated, thrusting in and out repeatedly, pumping in and out, each time going all the way in. I felt more and more
comfortable, more and more joyful. I wanted to scream, and I started moaning. My moaning made him even more energetic and
violent. He used his burly body to keep pounding into me, and I could feel my breasts bouncing and
shaking.

He was very violent, almost frantic. I never thought I could withstand his powerful impact. I
don't know where my body got the strength to withstand his weight. I desperately tried to push upwards to meet
him. He pressed down, and I tried to push upwards, letting his penis go in even deeper. It was already all the way in, it
couldn't go any deeper, and we were still pressing ourselves together forcefully.

Why is this? Nobody can explain it. It just feels good, exhilarating, blissful—
the only true pleasure in life. At that moment, nothing else matters. Age, relationship,
environment—as long as that thing is inside, it's the most sacred union in the world. God,
why did you create men? Just so they could do this!

I felt it wasn't enough, so I started moving his buttocks with my hands.

His movements became faster, fiercer, stronger, and wilder. He started sweating and moaning. I was going
crazy too. We reached our climax together, shouting. He roared, using his last strength to thrust
inside, then lay motionless on top of me. I held this enormous thing tightly, feeling my vagina
contracting repeatedly. With each contraction, he groaned blissfully.

Only then did I realize I was being suffocated by his weight. He quickly rolled over and lay down on one side. I wanted to
touch his limp thing to see what it felt like. I knew men usually go limp at this point. I reached out and grabbed
it , only to be shocked to find that it wasn't soft at all. I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?
Why isn't it soft?"

He said, "There's a special kind of man whose thing is always like this, the same whether it's soft or
hard , one side is bigger. That's me. It brings women the greatest pleasure, and women
can use it whenever they want." I suddenly remembered the scene in the video and hurriedly said, "Can I get on top of you?"

He said, "No problem, you... come on." I quickly rolled over and straddled his massive body, mimicking
the action in the video, raising his penis and aiming it at my vaginal opening. I sat down hard, and he
cried out and grabbed my buttocks. I moved up and down like I was sitting on a chair. I felt
the fluid from my vagina flowing down onto his stomach.

As I moved, I said, "If you get together with me, you won't look down on my mom, will you? I've heard that
once you men sleep with young girls, you start to dislike older women, is that true?"

He said, "I won't. I'm different from others. I'm sleeping with you now, but I'll still like your
mom. You two are different experiences. You're a little woman, your mom is a big woman. You're very tight here,
your mom is very loose there, but tightness has its own feeling, and looseness has its own pleasure. Young girls' bodies are
very , which makes us feel good, but big women have a lot of skills and expressions on their faces, which also
makes men feel good. You kids don't know that, so I like both of you."

As he spoke, he vigorously moved my buttocks up and down to help me exert force: "I just wanted you to find
a good young man, get married, and then forget about me after marriage."

I said, "I can't forget. We can't find this feeling with young men. You said it,
adults and children feel differently. Today I'll play with you to my heart's content."

As I spoke, I thought of the scenes in the video. I got off him, knelt on the kang (a heated brick bed), and stuck my buttocks
up saying, "Come on, try inserting it from behind. Let me see what it feels like.

" He got up and knelt behind me, but he couldn't align himself with my vagina. I was short, and he was tall; even though
we both knelt, we couldn't get in the middle. He was sweating profusely with anxiety. I quickly said, "How about this? I'll crawl to
the edge of the kang and stick my buttocks up. You stand up and try to see if it works."

As I spoke, I climbed onto the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), sticking my butt out. He got down and stood behind me, the height
perfect. He spread my buttocks and labia with his hands, thrusting his belly forward and his penis
slid in all the way. This penetration was truly a different world, the feeling was incredibly different, extremely comfortable. He
held my buttocks and fucked me hard, and I kept sticking my buttocks up to make it easier for him.
While he was fucking me, he praised my buttocks, saying how beautiful they were, how comfortable they felt, and how good they were. He said, "If I could fuck a little
ass , I'd be happy even if I died tomorrow."

I hurriedly said, "Don't die! What will happen to my mother if you die? Who will pay for my brother's tuition?"

While he was fucking my buttocks hard, he said, "Now that you mention it, I really miss your mother. If
she were here right now, I'd pull my penis out of your tight little pussy and put it into your mother's loose big pussy,
that would feel even better." Are you not angry about what I said?

I hurriedly said: I'm not angry. I also want to experience what it's like to do it with three people at once, but I don't
know my mom will agree.

Yan Dahu said while he was fucking my ass: "That depends on the opportunity. People these days are hard to say.
As long as they can do this and that. As long as they can live, as long as they're comfortable, as long as they enjoy themselves, as long as a man's dick
can be fucked by a little pussy."

His words really aroused me. I started to arch my ass into his arms with force, and his dick also thrust
hard into my pussy. We reached orgasm together. He thrust his dick all the way in for the last time,
and then held my ass without moving...

Attachment: Your user group cannot download or view attachments. Abnormal Situation (Part Two)

My mother sent my brother to university in another province and he hasn't come back yet. In this quiet little village, on the
small earthen bed in my stepfather's two mud houses, I, an eighteen-year-old girl, and my stepfather, an old farmer in his early fifties,
after our first sexual encounter, began to party every night.

Although there was a significant age gap between us, and although I was beautiful while he had a full head of white hair, his powerful
physique, his frenzied desires, and his burning passion still captivated me,
a naive girl experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time, leaving me intoxicated and unable to control myself.

In the mornings, my stepfather would prepare the food and leave it in the pot, to be eaten whenever I woke up. He would then drive
his donkey cart to the city early to sell vegetables. After eating, I would watch TV alone in the room. Of course, I also
greatly envied those scenes on TV where handsome men and beautiful women embraced passionately, and I longed for a handsome man
to hold me tightly in his arms, kissing and caressing me…

But thoughts are one thing, actions are another; I simply didn't have that kind of luck. Not only did I not get a handsome man, but
I didn't even get an ordinary rural boy. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was these special circumstances and environment that led
me, a naive girl, to satisfy my innocent desires and throw myself into my stepfather's arms.

The countryside is so deserted now; all the young men have gone out to work. After my father died, I moved to this village with my mother
after she remarried . I never saw a boy my age; all I saw
were older men. At that age, our sex drive was very strong, so I had no choice
but to sleep with my stepfather, this old man, a few times. Who knows what the future holds?

My stepfather returned early from selling vegetables in the city. He hurriedly unloaded the donkey cart, ran into the house, and
hugged me tightly, kissing and touching me. Ignoring his fatigue, he pressed me onto the kang (
heated brick bed), then pulled up my clothes, revealing my two large, white breasts.
He then pulled down my pants, exposing my genitals and buttocks, and then pulled his own pants down to his thighs, pressing himself against me.

Soon, my vagina was wet, and his enormous penis parted my labia and
plunged deep inside me. Of course, I instinctively spread my legs, thrusting my genitals upwards, and
hugged him tightly. A young girl and an old man, their naked bodies
intertwined on the earthen bed in this remote rural village.

The stepfather was in his early fifties. But for some reason, I didn't find him repulsive. His eyes were bright, his
muscles well-developed, and his penis was very large, thrusting powerfully and giving me a very pleasurable feeling.
For someone like me, who disliked studying, loved to eat and play, and was empty and lonely, this was a kind of comfort. I liked this comfort. I
liked his powerful thrusts. With each thrust, I groaned, and this repeated itself, becoming a rhythm of happiness.

I simply pulled down one pant leg, spreading my legs wide. My entire vulva was exposed to him,
and raised my legs high, forming a V-shape, trying my best to meet my stepfather's thrusts, letting him
thrust freely, letting him release his pent-up desire, because it was a mutual exchange. My mother wasn't home, and I didn't have a boyfriend; we
both needed this. Perhaps it was just a basic human need. In the words of the villagers, this was: "A ram with a ewe
—smug and triumphant."

My stepfather fucked me wildly for a while before ejaculating. He had so much semen, it felt like he was going to fill my
vagina completely
. When his penis pulled out, my vagina was overflowing with semen.

The white semen dripped down my shaft, looking like cream. He grabbed a towel
and stuffed it between my legs, and I used it to wipe myself repeatedly.
A few white hairs from the towel even got stuck to my dark pubic hair.

My stepfather started cooking, and soon the food was ready. We sat down at the kang table to eat. My stepfather
liked he let me have a few sips. The liquor was a little sweet and a little spicy, but it felt quite nice
, so I drank a few more. I felt my face getting warm, but the warm feeling was actually quite pleasant.

Before it was completely dark, my stepfather locked the door, pulled the covers over me, and tucked me into bed, holding my
naked . He pressed his chest against my breasts, saying he really liked them, smooth and cool. Then
he kissed them, like a baby nursing. He took my nipple into his mouth. I felt good too, but it
was my stepfather suckling my breast.

We never worried about being disturbed. Since my stepfather married my mother, he cut off all ties with
relatives ; no one came to visit. The neighbors looked down on him. Because all his relatives and friends
opposed his marriage to my mother; they all called him: Yan Dahu (Big Tiger Yan). Dahu Bi (Big Tiger).

The problem is that after we got married, he not only had to support my mother and me, but also pay for my brother's university education. This isn't
something any man could do. But he did it. I'm very grateful to him. I always felt that he was the one
who continued to support our family in place of my father, which wasn't easy. Now that my mother isn't home, it's only right that I can take her place, let him have sex with me,
relieve his sexual frustration, and keep him company through these difficult nights. I consider myself a
conscientious girl, and this is the only way I can repay him.

My stepfather, Yan Dahu, not only has a good body, but also a good penis. No matter when, his
penis is always hard; he can insert it anytime a woman needs it, whether he ejaculates or not is another matter.
When he sleeps with my mother, he often ejaculates after intercourse, then inserts his penis into her vagina, and then they
fall asleep embracing. My mother seems to really enjoy sleeping with his big penis between her legs; it's a kind of happiness for her.

Whenever they turn over or separate, his penis is pulled out of her vagina with a "thud
. "

I remember it was a moonlit night. I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and in the moonlight, I saw my stepfather
and mother naked, tightly embracing each other. I immediately felt a surge of panic, and the noise I
made woke them both. They quickly separated and grabbed the blankets, but I could still clearly
see my stepfather's penis being pulled out of my mother's vagina. My mother even let out a soft "ouch"...

Now, my stepfather was holding me, and we were lying in bed. He was holding me like he was holding my mother, and we were
intertwined at the base of our thighs. He had inserted his enormous penis all the way into my vagina, and I
was holding him tightly. He had worked hard all day, and then we had sex again, so he must have been exhausted. He quickly
fell asleep. I held his strong body tightly, his huge penis inside me, and the feeling
was unique. It seemed sweet, peaceful, and pleasurable.

He woke up in the middle of the night and got out to drink some water. When he pulled his penis out of my vagina, it
made a "thud" sound. I woke up with a "ouch." After he finished urinating, he returned to the bed, climbed on
top of me, and started touching my breasts and genitals. Then he hugged me tightly, kissed my mouth, and
pushed his hard penis between my thighs. I knew what he was going to do,
so used my hands to pry open my labia.

He pinched his thick, large penis and aimed it at my vagina before inserting it. I held
his buttocks tightly, letting him penetrate deeper. He started thrusting in and out, harder and harder, making me scream, making
my whole body itch, making my limbs go limp, making me feel like I was dying and being reborn. I knew my expression at that moment must have been
very ugly. That's the happiest expression a woman can have.

My whole body felt numb and tingling, and I quickly reached orgasm. My whole body trembled, my legs were stiff, and my toes
were also very tense. He felt my whole body stiffen and straighten up, and I was moaning loudly. Seeing my performance, he went
even more vigorously, almost frantically. An indescribable feeling of pleasure came over me. It was coming, I was going to die.

I desperately tried to pinch his arm and bite his shoulder. What was this feeling? I
can't describe it but it was incredibly pleasurable.

His muscles were so well-developed that I couldn't pinch or bite him no matter what. My frenzy stimulated him, and he couldn't
control himself He roared, thrust hard, ejaculated, and then lay still on top of me. His body was too heavy,
making it hard for me to breathe, so I quickly pushed him off.

I lay on my side, my back to him, savoring the feeling, and I felt a little embarrassed. He
lay quietly behind me for a while, then started playing with my buttocks, spreading my labia with his hands, and then
inserted his penis into my buttocks from behind again. I thought he wanted to fuck me again,
so I sat back hard to let his penis penetrate deeper. But he only thrust a few times before falling asleep holding my buttocks.

In the morning, we went crazy again. His penis was especially hard in the morning, like a bull. Every
thrust made me grunt and groan, making the small earthen bed creak. He was worried that he would hurt me, and
kept asking me if it hurt, if I could take it. I told him it was no problem, that girls are born to
be fucked by men, that I was willing, and that I enjoyed it.

I also really felt strange, why is a girl's vagina so resistant to being fucked?

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/196118.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=196118&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Wuhan, Virgin's Graveyard 1-50 (Complete)

Next Page : A female college student's passionate night in a soft sleeper train—a true story

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Abnormal Feelings (1-2) Author: Yi Nuo

comment Open a new window to view comments