Young woman Juanzi

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Many friends expressed pity for her at the time, but she always treated us like brothers. My relationship with her was probably the deepest. Two years ago, she returned and took the initiative to meet up with old friends. I went too. We drank and chatted together, and a friend who was staying at her place jokingly said we must be having an affair. She smiled but didn't answer. Before leaving, we exchanged QQ numbers and chatted frequently afterward. She talked about the monotony of her marriage and the loneliness in her relationship, and I chimed in. She complained about her husband's neglect, lamented the passing of her youth, and longed for more love. I comforted her, saying she was still charming and had someone secretly in love with her. Our topics became increasingly explicit, our language increasingly lewd, from our marital lives to my fantasies about her body. Gradually, it seemed she could find a long-lost pleasure in these suggestive words. I brought up the fact that we slept together, and she neither admitted nor denied it, only asking why I hadn't told her I liked her sooner. Later, I asked her to go on a trip with me, and she readily agreed. She was busy helping her husband with business matters, so she had plenty of time. I usually travel for work, but as long as the arrangements were careful, my wife wouldn't find out. So I told her the detailed itinerary, arranged the meeting place and time, gave her my work assignments, and set off by train for the place I had longed to visit for years. To completely win her over, I deliberately displayed my masculine assertiveness during our conversation. If she obeyed, I would soothe her with the sweetest and gentlest words, satisfying her emotionally, and I insisted that we address each other as husband and wife from the moment we met, thus eliminating much of her resistance. I also put effort into choosing the travel destination: the hiking time was just right, the scenery along the way was beautiful, and the accommodations were very comfortable. This way, I would be relaxed, not too tired, and undisturbed, allowing me to fully enjoy a wonderful night together. Juanzi was twenty minutes late. Compared to the last time I saw her, her figure was still the same, but her face was a bit darker. Women who don't get proper care age quickly, but soon my essence will be her best tonic. We hadn't yet changed how we addressed each other, so I reminded her. She giggled and shyly called me "husband." At that moment, we both felt a sense of first love. We took a car to the mountain gate and then hiked, singing and laughing all the way, chatting freely, the atmosphere very harmonious. Occasionally there were steep mountain paths. She walked ahead, her small travel bag accentuating her shapely hips as she swayed from side to side. I stared intently between her legs, my heart pounding with excitement, imagining the splendor that would be revealed that night. We walked and stopped, laughing and joking, the sky...As dusk settled, we arrived at our accommodation. We had deliberately chosen a small villa in the most expensive detached area. After a sumptuous dinner and a stroll around the neighborhood, we held hands and entered the room like a loving couple as darkness fell. I turned on the air conditioner and watched TV in the small living room, while Juanzi's bathwater was running loudly. After she finished, I changed into my pajamas and went in. The warm water washed away my slightly tired body, restoring my energy. When I came out, Juanzi was already lying on her back on the large bed, covered with a soft quilt, only her head peeking out, her bright, watery eyes gazing at me. At this moment, I mustn't rush things. If I force her, she'll definitely avoid me later. I must arouse her interest and wait until she wants it herself, satisfying her, so she'll be completely submissive in the future. "Tired?" I asked with a smile. "You must have had a hard day, but your stamina is quite good, beyond my expectations." I must praise and encourage her, satisfying her vanity first. "Hmm, a little, you underestimated me." Juanzi was indeed somewhat intoxicated. "Let me massage your legs, you'll definitely have plenty of energy tomorrow morning, then we can go all out." I had ulterior motives. Juanzi agreed, then rolled over, lying face down on the bed, pulling the blanket over her lower body to the side, leaving only her back and buttocks covered, revealing her slender calves and rounded thighs. Juanzi's skin was still quite firm, a bit yellower than before, without any blemishes, and it shone slightly under the light. I knelt down first, half-holding her small feet and pressing firmly on the acupoints on the soles of her feet with my thumbs. Having received some basic massage training, I had some skill, and Juanzi murmured softly, "Mmm." Following between her thighs, my gaze fell upon her white-trimmed panties, very pleasing to the eye. After a while, I moved up to her taut calves, and after a proper massage, moved to her rounded thighs. They were very smooth, radiating warmth. My fingers squeezed the thigh muscles, moving up and down, gradually approaching the groin. After a few tentative touches, and with no resistance, the side of my hand began to touch her buttocks, gently brushing against Juanzi's genitals as well. Juanzi's breathing deepened, so I switched to the other side and continued the same action. A short while later, I noticed a damp patch in the middle of her white panties; half the plan had succeeded. I stopped, patted her legs, and said it was time to massage her shoulders, telling her to put a pillow under her chest. Because she was on her side, she felt awkward being massaged, but readily agreed when I suggested coming to the bed. I gently knelt on her slightly parted thighs, bending slightly to hold her shoulders with both hands, and began massaging her very attentively, occasionally massaging her neck and head as well. She seemed to be enjoying it, moaning softly as I increased the pressure. Using the massage of her upper body, I slowly pushed my erect penis, already protruding from her panties, between her legs. Before Juanzi knew it, the tip of my erection was already against her genitals through her panties. I lifted my buttocks slightly as I sat down, my erect penis sliding down between her legs, pressing against her vulva. My lower abdomen was pressed against Juanzi's buttocks, my erect penis nestled between her thighs. Juanzi didn't resist, obediently moving her arms out of her pajamas, exposing her shoulders and most of her back. I lowered my head and kissed the back of her neck, arms, shoulders, and back—her entire back—while simultaneously removing her pajamas and lifting the blanket. I shifted my body back, allowing me to kiss her lower back, then down to kiss her upturned buttocks through her white panties. Juanzi enjoyed it. As I stroked the smooth, tender flesh of her thighs, I slowly removed her panties. She cooperated perfectly, slightly raising her buttocks and lifting her legs, making the panties come off easily. This time, without the obstruction of panties, I carefully kissed her buttocks, my palms sliding up and down between her thighs, the fluid flowing from her vulva lubricating my fingers and her genitals. I straightened up and turned Juanzi over. Her face was rosy, and she looked at me with half-closed eyes. Having already given birth, her breasts were no longer erect, but softly tilted to the sides. Her nipples were still small and dark red. Her waist was still well-maintained, showing a graceful curve to her hips, which were not large to begin with. There were some noticeable wrinkles on her lower abdomen, but it was still relatively smooth. Sure enough, there were sparse, curly pubic hairs on her vulva. Below the vulva, a very conspicuous slit was visible, and her clitoris was half-exposed, like a small, white-pink fleshy bump. Her dark red labia minora looked like two thick, lean pieces of flesh standing upright side by side. The two purplish-red labia majora on the outer sides looked like thick blood vessels buried in the flesh. Above the labia minora, a small opening of flesh was visible, below which was a deep little hole surrounded by many bright red, tender flesh. Below the hole, her perineum was moist and shiny, and a little below that was her chrysanthemum-shaped anus. This was the first time I had seen Juanzi's vulva; it was like a brightly blooming flower. I couldn't help but swallow, burying my head between her legs, flicking her clitoris up and down with my tongue, or licking it in a circular motion. I wouldn't kiss her vaginal opening; thinking about how other men's penises had penetrated her, and how her vagina had been filled with their semen, it wouldn't be like giving them oral sex. I'd just lick the top. Juanzi couldn't stand the stimulation; her hips twisted constantly, and fluid kept flowing from her vaginal opening, quickly wetting her buttocks. I straightened up and knelt, spreading her legs wide, taking off her pajamas and underwear. My long, straight penis sprang out, and I held it with one hand, pressing the glans against the opening, rubbing it up and down and side to side. The slippery, glistening glans pushed her labia minora apart. I pushed the glans towards the opening, widening the originally narrow opening. Once the entire glans was inside, the flesh of the opening immediately enveloped the coronal sulcus tightly. I felt my glans being warmly and softly enveloped, which felt very comfortable. After a moment, I withdrew the glans and inserted it again. This time, I pushed half of my penis in, the glans repeatedly breaking through the tight, slippery walls of the vagina, and I could clearly feel the stiff flesh inside. I paused again, carefully savoring the pressure of the glans and the way the vaginal opening embraced my penis. After withdrawing, I took a deep breath and inserted the entire penis. The glans seemed to reach the deepest part of the vagina, something soft and warm. This insertion also made Juanzi moan. After a short rest, I straightened my legs, supported myself on either side of Juanzi's body with my hands, pressed my lower abdomen against her vulva, and began a series of thrusts. With each thrust, Juanzi's body moved back and forth, her breasts jiggling, my erect, hard penis mechanically moving in and out of her swollen, round opening, squeezing out a large amount of fluid. The lubrication made each thrust of my long penis very easy. After about a hundred thrusts, I changed my strategy. My lower abdomen pressed tightly against her vulva, my buttocks slightly raised, ensuring the base of my penis and its surrounding area were firmly pressed against Juanzi's vulva. This allowed my entire long penis to penetrate her body. Her parted labia minora seemed to clamp down on the base of my penis, the vaginal opening tightly sealed, leaving almost no gap. At this moment, Juanzi must have felt an unusual swelling inside her vagina, but also a sense of fullness. My hips slowly began to move in a circular motion, sometimes clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise, the glans gently rubbing against the cervix deep inside her vagina. The glans would sometimes circle against the cervix, sometimes rotate around it. I could feel my penis being tightly pressed against the vaginal walls, and the vaginal opening fully engaged—it was an indescribable pleasure. Each time I exerted a little more force, Juanzi would uncontrollably cry out, occasionally raising her head to peek at our joined parts, then sighing and lying back down. After a while of this friction, I withdrew my penis, turned Juanzi over, and placed her back to me. Juanzi's hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her skin taut, and her body burning hot. I placed a pillow under her chest, her lower abdomen against the bed, and spread her legs slightly apart. I knelt between her legs, my lower abdomen against her fleshy buttocks. Her lower body was already soaking wet; as if guided by her body, my penis slid into her body effortlessly. Juanzi suddenly lowered her head and became silent. I knew she was about to come. I quickly leaned down, my left hand reaching through her chest to tightly grasp her right breast, while my arm squeezed her left breast. My right hand provided just the right amount of pressure. Instead of the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, I pressed our genitals together tightly, my entire penis fully inserted into her vagina, the glans moving up and down and side to side against her cervix, increasing the pressure. A few seconds later, Juanzi threw her head back, opened her mouth wide, and let out a series of long, continuous "Ah, ah!" cries. At the same time, I felt a gush of scalding liquid spray onto my glans. The temperature of this fluid was significantly higher than the temperature inside my vagina, and my sensitive glans felt numb from the spray. This was followed by wave after wave of contractions from the vaginal walls, brief but very powerful, as if trying to suck my entire penis in, massaging every part of it with incredible pleasure. Meanwhile, the vaginal opening was also gripping the base of my penis tightly. After about ten seconds, Juanzi collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Her vagina was still contracting intermittently, but the force was gradually decreasing. Juanzi turned her head to the side, her eyes glazed, panting, her whole body relaxed. I didn't withdraw, continuing to feel the massage of her vagina on my penis while gently caressing her body, asking, "You're so beautiful, how is it? Still comfortable?" Juanzi, weak and powerless, smiled and nodded. After she rested for a moment, I said I hadn't come yet, and she smiled and let me..."Come on, too." So I smiled and told her to get ready. I turned her over again, so we were facing each other, and I was about to fulfill my ten-year-long wish in my favorite position. She was firmly pressed beneath me, my chest pressed tightly against hers, feeling her soft, protruding breasts. Juanzi spread her legs as wide as possible, her thighs and calves bent high around my waist, my hands on her shoulders helping to relieve the pressure. I inserted my wet, slippery penis back into her softening vagina. I could no longer clearly feel the pressure of the vaginal walls; I could only rely on my powerful thrusts to increase the friction between the vaginal walls and my penis. But the increasingly empty vagina also gave me ample space to thrust freely, without worrying that the final thrust would bring unbearable pain to the woman, so I liked to save it for last. After over a hundred deep thrusts, I felt my body begin to tingle, my back felt cool, my scrotum heated up, and my penis swelled as if about to explode. I immediately pressed down with all my weight, lowered my hands to support Juanzi's entire buttocks, and tightly grasped her two fleshy buttocks, rising and falling heavily, each thrust solidly impacting between her legs, as if my entire body was about to burst into her vagina. Then, a surge of heat rose from between her thighs, flowing down my scrotum to my penis, and spurted out from the glans, hitting heavily deep into her vagina and cervix. With each stronger and more powerful thrust, more streams of semen sprayed into her vagina for a full two minutes. As the supply from my scrotum decreased, the contractions of my penis weakened, and the glans struggled to let out the last drop. I reluctantly withdrew my limp penis, and a stream of thick, white semen flowed out of her still-open vaginal opening, sliding onto the sheets. Juanzi rested for a while and then went to the bathroom, not returning for a long time. She said I had ejaculated too much, and it kept flowing out as soon as she got up. I told her that she also had some left over. Little did she know, my wife hadn't enjoyed my essence for over a month; she'd saved it all for her. We maintained this relationship, meeting up during the Spring Festival or in other cities for a secret tryst. The brief separations were followed by intense excitement, giving both of us pleasures we couldn't get at home. And since we were good friends, it didn't arouse any suspicion.

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