The Nightmare Night of the Opening Chapter of Lament

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The Nightmare Night of the Opening Chapter of Lamentation
Author: smdf
First published on sex8 on 2014/1/11
Words: 16179
After seeing off the moving company, Liu Qin let out a long sigh of relief, collapsed onto the soft sofa, and looked at the bright new decorations in the new house and her husband Luo Yang diligently cleaning. She stretched comfortably: "Honey, take a break, we'll do it together later..." Luo Yang turned around and smiled: "You can rest assured, I'll take care of these chores for you..." Liu Qin happily blew her husband a kiss: "Good husband... I'll reward you properly tonight..." After resting for a while, seeing her husband covered in sweat, Liu Qin still got up, picked up the mop, and helped with the cleaning. After cleaning, Liu Qin and Luo Yang, covered in sweat, came out after showering. It was nearly dusk. Luo Yang, like a gentleman, bent down and extended his right hand: "Beautiful lady, would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner?" Liu Qin pouted and smiled slightly: "Let's go..." The two went to their favorite restaurant, ordered a private room, and ordered several of Liu Qin's favorite dishes. After the dishes were served, Luo Yang asked the waiter to bring two wine glasses, then magically produced a glass of red wine from behind his back. Luo Yang raised the glass and gestured to Liu Qin: "Come on, honey, let's celebrate moving into our new home..." Liu Qin picked up the glass, swirled the purplish-red liquid inside, took an elegant sip, and lightly licked her lips with her alluring tongue. Luo Yang, sitting opposite her, unconsciously swallowed...
After a satisfying meal, they returned home around 8 PM. Liu Qin, who couldn't hold her liquor, had a flushed face. Slightly tipsy and feeling a little dizzy, Liu Qin kicked off her high heels and took off her coat, sinking into the sofa. Luo Yang drew the living room curtains and sat down beside her. Liu Qin giggled, pointing her little finger at Luo Yang's lips: "Bad husband, what are you trying to do by drawing the curtains..." Looking at Liu Qin's flushed face, her chest rising and falling with her breath, and her long, slender legs casually spread open in black, Luo Yang's hands slid restlessly to Liu Qin's full breasts, kneading them through her clothes. His lips approached Liu Qin's ear: "Of course, I want to fuck you..." He then bit Liu Qin's earlobe, gently sucking on it. Liu Qin let out a comfortable moan, her hands... Luo Yang's lips brushed against Liu Qin's earlobe, then pressed against her delicate lips. His nimble tongue slipped into her mouth, the saliva carrying a hint of red wine adding a unique flavor. As their lips and tongues intertwined, their upper garments were haphazardly torn off and tossed into the corners of the sofa. Luo Yang's hands grasped Liu Qin's tender breasts, gently caressing them. Liu Qin, not to be outdone, ran her hands up and down Luo Yang's back. She felt the erect penis that had brought her to ecstasy countless times pressing against her thighs. Even through her underwear and stockings, she could still feel the heat of his penis, and a warm current began to flow from her lower body towards her vaginal opening. The moment Luo Yang's lips touched Liu Qin's pink nipple, Liu Qin let out a dreamlike moan: "Husband... good husband... I want... give it to me..." At the same time, her hands groped to unbuckle Luo Yang's belt, occasionally touching his increasingly hard penis, making Liu Qin's breathing even more rapid. Luo Yang slightly raised his head, looking at Liu Qin's half-closed eyes, her breath sweet as orchids, and smiled triumphantly. He believed that any normal man would feel a strange sense of satisfaction and accomplishment when he saw his beloved woman writhing and moaning beneath him, making sweet demands. Luo Yang knew Liu Qin's body better than his own. Before and after marriage, he had countless times used his lips and hands to measure and explore Liu Qin's naked body inch by inch. He could accurately capture the meaning expressed by every facial expression and every body movement of Liu Qin, yet he still enjoyed it immensely, never tiring of looking at her or having sex with her. Due to the nature of his work, Luo Yang had also come into contact with many different types of women, but he had always been proper and never crossed any lines, making him a model husband. During their four-year college romance, Liu Qin gave herself completely to Luo Yang. Luo Yang still clearly remembered the first time his thick penis gently broke Liu Qin's virginity, the tears of pain streaming from Liu Qin's eyes, the happy smile on her face, and the whisper in her ear after the passion: "Husband, my whole life is yours..."
Luo Yang lifted his legs, pulling off Liu Qin's trousers and underwear, which had been dragged down to her knees, and tossed them aside. His hard penis was already grasped by Liu Qin's small hand, which she was stroking incessantly. Glistening fluid oozed from the glans and urethral opening, some dripping onto Liu Qin's stockings and some clinging to her hand, forming trails of moisture. Through the stockings, a clear wet patch was visible at the entrance of Liu Qin's pure white underwear. Luo Yang extended his finger, pressing it against the opening of Liu Qin's vagina through the stockings. It was slippery to the touch, and his fingertip felt noticeably sticky. With a wicked grin, Luo Yang pressed harder, squeezing the opening repeatedly. Liu Qin's body began to writhe slightly, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid. She simultaneously increased the speed of her stroking, moaning, "Husband… harder… harder…" Luo Yang's penis throbbed painfully; he took a deep breath. Slightly easing the pleasure from his penis, Luo Yang slid one hand inside Liu Qin's stockings, covering her vulva with his entire hand. Liu Qin's body arched slightly, her legs clamping Luo Yang's hand, rubbing it up and down. Her alluring mouth opened and closed slightly, eagerly seeking the pleasure generated by the friction between her vulva and his hand. Luo Yang looked at Liu Qin's expression and smiled affectionately. He bent down again and gently sucked on Liu Qin's nipple. Liu Qin was such a sensitive girl; even a little bit would make her overflow with love juice. Her beauty was irresistible, and Luo Yang could no longer suppress the urge to pull off Liu Qin's stockings and thrust his penis in hard. At this moment, Liu Qin felt her vulva growing increasingly empty, desperately needing Luo Yang's large penis to penetrate her hard, to pound her, even to tear her apart. Liu Qin guided Luo Yang's penis between her legs, her moans growing more urgent: "Husband... hurry... hurry and put it in... I can't take it anymore... hurry... good husband... please... don't torture me anymore..." Luo Yang pulled his completely soaked hands from between Liu Qin's legs, grabbing the edges of her stockings and panties and pulling them down to her knees. Before the stockings were even completely removed, Liu Qin frantically guided his penis into her wet vagina. The thick penis slid smoothly inside. Liu Qin tightly hugged Luo Yang's buttocks, pressing their lower bodies together. The thick penis thrust deeply into the center of her vagina. Before Luo Yang even began to thrust, Liu Qin's vagina had already begun to contract violently, reaching its first climax the moment of penetration. The tight, narrow vagina gripped his penis tightly, writhing and nearly causing Luo Yang to ejaculate prematurely. Liu Qin's legs were tightly wrapped around Luo Yang's waist, her ten delicate toes curled together, her body trembling uncontrollably, her mouth agape in a large "O" shape. This continued for a full twenty seconds before Liu Qin's body went limp, her legs hanging limply at the edge of the sofa. Luo Yang grinned mischievously and whispered in Liu Qin's ear, "Darling... can't take it anymore..." Liu Qin weakly punched Luo Yang's chest, "...You're so annoying..." Luo Yang rubbed his hard penis, still pressed deep inside her vagina, against her skin a few times. Liu Qin trembled as if electrocuted, and a gush of love fluid poured onto the glans. Luo Yang slowly withdrew his penis, and a large amount of love fluid dripped from their point of union onto the sofa. Luo Yang lifted Liu Qin's legs and pressed them down to her shoulders. Liu Qin was now lying on the sofa, her body seemingly folded in half, her vulva completely exposed to Luo Yang, stretched into a crescent shape. Luo Yang lowered his body, his thick glans accurately forcing open her vulva, and thrusting into that warm place again. The sensitive vulva, pierced again after her orgasm, made Liu Qin moan softly. Her hands gripped the sofa tightly. Luo Yang didn't hesitate any longer, turning his long-suppressed desire into a series of fierce thrusts, each one penetrating deep into her vulva. With the force of his entire body pressing down, each thrust produced a splashing sound like water splashing. Liu Qin's entire body flushed red. Her hands, which had been gripping the sofa, now hugged her legs, welcoming Luo Yang's jackhammer-like thrusts wave after wave. The sofa springs creaked as they cushioned the impact. Liu Qin's consciousness was gradually being drained away by Luo Yang's increasingly forceful thrusts. Waves of pleasure filled every cell in her body, making her feel light as if she were about to fly. All she could hear was the increasingly loud slapping sound. Her only desire was release, to explode! Liu Qin moaned wildly, "...Husband... harder... Husband... no... gentler... it's going to tear me apart... ...Husband... harder... harder... fuck me to death... ah... torn... torn apart..." After thrusting for over ten minutes, Luo Yang felt the walls of Liu Qin's vagina begin to twitch slightly again. Seeing the mixture of pain and pleasure on Liu Qin's face, Luo Yang knew her second orgasm was coming. Feeling the increasingly strong urge to ejaculate, he quickly flipped Liu Qin's body into a doggy-style position, grabbing her buttocks... The penis thrust in and out more rapidly, Liu Qin's entire body sank into the sofa, only her buttocks sticking up high. Liu Qin grabbed a sofa cushion and bit down hard on it, making unconscious whimpering sounds. Luo Yang could no longer control himself and thrust a few times quickly, letting out a low growl. His penis pressed firmly against the depths of her vagina, and a stream of hot semen poured over Liu Qin's clitoris. Liu Qin shuddered from the heat, and a second wave of orgasm surged through her. Her hands flailed wildly in the air, as if trying to grab something, and her violently contracting vagina squeezed Luo Yang's penis painfully. Luo Yang pulled out his wet, foamy penis. Liu Qin remained in the same prone position, her once-high buttocks now slumped weakly onto the sofa. Milky white semen slowly flowed from her vagina, which was still trembling and twitching. Her pubic hair, wet with vaginal fluid, clung messily to her slightly swollen labia, reflecting a lewd sheen under the light. Luo Yang pulled out some tissues from the coffee table, cleaned his penis, and then gently wiped around Liu Qin's vagina with a few more tissues. Liu Qin had recovered by then, straightened up, and dragged her still trembling legs into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, spread her legs, and carefully rinsed her vagina with the warm water from the showerhead. Her fingers twitched inside her vagina, and she scooped out a few more clumps of semen… After cleaning up, Liu Qin went to the sofa and saw Luo Yang pointing at the spot where she had been lying, grinning mischievously. A large puddle of water was clearly visible on the leather surface. Liu Qin blushed and pulled out some tissues to wipe the stain clean. She lightly punched Luo Yang: "...You're so annoying..." She tried to put on her underwear, but found that both her underwear and stockings were soaked. Just as she was about to go back to her room to get underwear, Luo Yang pulled Liu Qin into his arms, gently rubbing his head against her face: "...It's okay...You look most beautiful when you're not wearing anything..." Liu Qin smiled brightly: "You're such a smooth talker!...Come on, carry me to bed..." "...Tsk...Little Yangzi obeys..." "...Still tsk...Are you a eunuch...?" "...You've never seen anyone so capable!!" "You eunuch, aren't you..." "...Hehe...you lecher...Ah...Husband, have mercy...Don't touch there...It's already swollen...I was wrong...I admit my mistake...Ugh...Bad husband...Be gentle..."
Morning light streamed into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains. Liu Qin woke up groggily, picked up her phone, and saw it was already nine in the morning. Liu Qin stretched and got out of bed, walking to the living room. There was a note on the dining table, with Luo Yang's familiar handwriting: Little pig, given the significant calorie loss last night, I've prepared a nutritious breakfast in the microwave! A big heart followed! Liu Qin smiled happily. Day after day, more than a month had passed since they moved into this neighborhood. Liu Qin spent her days surfing the internet, watching TV, and when she had free time, she would stroll in the neighborhood park. Besides that, she would buy groceries, cook, wait for Luo Yang to come home, and then enjoy a passionate lovemaking session before finally falling asleep in each other's arms. Nourished by frequent sex and a blissful life, Liu Qin's face became increasingly radiant, exuding youthful charm in every gesture. When strolling in the neighborhood park, she was always the focus of intense gazes from the opposite sex. To this, Liu Qin simply smiled faintly to herself, continuing to dress conservatively for her walks. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a small sense of pride. Some beauty can be admired, such as appearance! But some beauty can only bloom for her husband alone, such as her body!
That afternoon, Liu Qin, who was about to go out to buy groceries, received a call from Luo Yang. Luo Yang's voice was low on the other end: "Wife, I'm treating my colleagues to dinner today, don't wait for me...hehe...take care of dinner yourself...wait for me tonight, there'll be a surprise for you..." Before Liu Qin could ask anything, he said, "Okay, I'm calling you from the bathroom, someone's coming, I'll hang up now...kiss..." When the time on the TV showed 10 PM, Luo Yang returned home, his face flushed. Although he reeked of alcohol, he was still sober, though his steps were a little heavy. Liu Qin quickly made a strong cup of tea and brought it to Luo Yang. Luo Yang grabbed Liu Qin, but she dodged his alcohol-smelling lips: "Drink the tea quickly, go take a shower, you're all sweaty...be good...go now..." She pushed and pulled Luo Yang into the bathroom. After showering, Luo Yang, wearing only his underwear, sat back on the sofa and hugged Liu Qin. "Wife, I'm the acting vice president of our company now... haha." "Acting?..." "Yeah... the original deputy general manager was transferred to another branch, so I'm temporarily acting..." "Look how happy you are. It's just acting, when will you be officially promoted?" Luo Yang kissed Liu Qin hard on the cheek. "According to the company's usual procedure, you usually go to the head office for one to two months of training, and then you'll be officially promoted when you come back..." Liu Qin returned Luo Yang's kiss. "My husband is so great!" Luo Yang grinned mischievously and slipped one hand under Liu Qin's nightgown, grabbing her unbraced breasts and playing with them. "There's something even better down there..." He grabbed Liu Qin's hand with his other hand and placed it between his legs, where his penis was slowly beginning to rise. Liu Qin's hand gently stroked the slowly hardening penis through her underwear. Liu Qin's nipples gradually hardened, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her penis was released from under her underwear and held in her palm. Seeing this, Luo Yang took out his hand to fondle her breasts. Liu Qin opened her eyes in confusion, looking at Luo Yang. Luo Yang pulled Liu Qin up and walked into the study. Liu Qin immediately understood Luo Yang's intention; the muscles on the inside of her thighs twitched involuntarily, and she felt her vagina was already wet. Luo Yang clicked the mouse, and the computer beeped, returning from standby mode to the Windows 7 interface. He skillfully opened the folder containing the movies, clicked play, and then turned down the volume. After a long string of Japanese subtitles, the movie began. Luo Yang held Liu Qin, sitting in the swivel chair. Luo Yang's hand once again reached under Liu Qin's nightgown, gently stroking her breasts. At the same time, their eyes were fixed on the computer screen. The movie's plot was roughly about a beautiful young woman alone at home being raped by several gas pipe repairmen. The woman's clothes were roughly torn, and she hid in a corner, helplessly watching the strong workers. The workers lewdly dragged her to the dining table, using her torn stockings to... Her hands and feet were tied to the four legs of the dining table. Except for her middle body, her head and lower body were hanging outside the table. Several workers stripped off their lower clothes, and several hard penises sprang out. One of the workers, with his penis erect, fiercely thrust it into the young woman's wide-open vagina. The young woman cried out in pain, shaking her head wildly. Immediately, another worker held her head down and shoved a penis into her mouth, thrusting wildly. The other workers were not idle either, surrounding the young woman and touching every part of her body with their dirty hands... Watching the close-up shots of the penis repeatedly entering her vagina, and hearing the slapping sounds of it hitting her, Liu Qin's face flushed crimson, and her body began to writhe in Luo Yang's arms. The large swivel chair creaked, and Luo Yang's penis, hard as iron, pressed against Liu Qin's buttocks. In the movie, a worker had already ejaculated inside the young woman's vagina, and as the penis was withdrawn, semen slowly flowed out. Another worker immediately pounced on her, and the young woman's vagina was filled with penises once again. The penis in the woman's mouth also ejaculated. The camera zoomed in, revealing a large amount of semen flowing from the corner of the young woman's mouth, which she was then forced to swallow. She was also forced to clean the semen residue off the worker's penis with her mouth… Liu Qin and Luo Yang's breathing became rapid. Liu Qin felt the thick, hard penis between her buttocks and tried to raise her hips, letting the penis scrape against her vulva through her panties. Each time the penis touched her vulva, Liu Qin let out a moan. Her vulva was already awash with fluid. Luo Yang had pulled Liu Qin's nightgown down to her abdomen, and her fair skin shone brightly under the light. Her two pink nipples were proudly erect under Luo Yang's caresses. Liu Qin subconsciously swallowed, feeling hot all over. It felt as if countless ants were crawling inside her vulva, tingling and itchy. Liu Qin could no longer restrain herself. She straightened up slightly, pulled Luo Yang's hard penis from the edge of her underwear with one hand, and with the other hand, pulled aside her already soaked underwear. She aligned her vagina with Luo Yang's penis and quickly sat down. Both of them let out a soft moan and took a long breath. Liu Qin gripped the edge of the desk tightly, her body tense, her vagina clamping down on his penis, instantly filling all the emptiness in her body and heart. She remained still for over a minute, then, maintaining her forward-leaning posture, began to slowly sway her hips, grinding her vagina against his penis. The thick penis circled inside her, stimulating every inch of her tender, sensitive flesh, eliciting shivers and whimpering moans from Liu Qin. The lewd lust in the movie continued; the young woman's entire body was covered in semen, pitiful yet arousing. Luo Yang stood up. As he did, his penis, like a lever, thrust hard into Liu Qin's vagina. Liu Qin's vaginal opening gushed with lubrication again. She felt like she was about to explode, just a little bit more, just a little bit more. Liu Qin swayed her body back and forth, manipulating his penis, trying to reach the peak of ecstasy. Immediately, Liu Qin's body became immobile, her shapely buttocks gripped by Luo Yang. Liu Qin futilely twisted her body, her voice almost choked with sobs: "Husband… hurry… fuck me… I'm almost there…" Luo Yang assumed a horse stance, took a deep breath, withdrew his penis to the entrance of her vagina, and then forcefully thrust it in. Liu Qin's vagina was already short, and this heavy impact struck her very core. Liu Qin gasped, her vagina instinctively contracting. A tidal wave of pleasure spread from her core throughout her body, making her tremble. Her vagina seemed to have a thousand suckers, tightly gripping his penis. Before Liu Qin could recover from her orgasm, Luo Yang launched a full-scale assault. His hard penis thrust in and out rapidly and powerfully, repeatedly. Liu Qin's lower body became like a tap that had been left running, copious amounts of vaginal fluid splashing onto the floor with each withdrawal. After her orgasm, every inch of her vagina was incredibly sensitive. Liu Qin felt as if she were melting in the heat of his penis, her whole body feeling light and airy, as if she were being lifted up by his shaft. She gripped the edge of the desk tightly with both hands to avoid being knocked down by the impact, but her upper body still slumped onto the desk due to the powerful thrusts. The computer screen trembled slowly with Luo Yang's thrusts. Liu Qin's face was directly in front of the screen, only a few centimeters away. Her breasts swayed back and forth in front of the desk with each thrust, as if they too were exposed to the workers in the movie, the sounds of sex from the film reaching her ears even more clearly. The close-up of the thick, hard penis spurting semen in the movie felt like it could spray onto her face at any moment. In a daze, the young woman in the movie seemed to become herself, being attacked by several strong workers. Thinking of this, Liu Qin's vagina contracted a few more times. The young woman's cries in the movie had turned into pleasurable moans, and Liu Qin's moans grew louder in sync with them: "Husband… I'm so full… It's so swollen down there… harder… yes… always so deep… faster… fuck me harder… shoot it all in… I want to give you a son… a whole bunch… good husband… so amazing… I want you to fuck me every day… so good…" (The author believes…) God is so brilliant! He created men and women, and just happened to give men a weakness and women a vulnerability. Personally, I think that even female masturbation, reaching orgasm, can't compare to the pleasure of male penetration. Masturbation leaves an endless emptiness, while male-female sex leaves a blissful exhaustion. Damn, I'm getting off-topic, let's continue fantasizing! ) A fine layer of sweat appeared on Liu Qin's smooth back, while Luo Yang was already covered in sweat. With each thrust of his penis, the sweat beads arced across Liu Qin's back. After drinking, his penis felt a little dull, and there was no sign of ejaculation for a while. Luo Yang breathed heavily, "Wife, I can't come after a couple more thrusts, let's take a break..." He then sat back down in the swivel chair. Liu Qin straightened up, turned around, and gently wiped the sweat from Luo Yang's forehead. Then she straddled him, her vagina slowly swallowing his penis. She wrapped her arms around his neck and offered her luscious lips. Their bodies moved slightly, and Luo Yang's hands gently caressed Liu Qin's buttocks. After a passionate kiss, Luo Yang felt his strength returning. He patted Liu Qin's buttocks, "Come on, let me continue..." Luo Yang stood up, 168 cm tall.Liu Qin, who was 1.5 cm tall, was easily lifted up and hung on Luo Yang's body. Luo Yang held Liu Qin's buttocks and thrust his penis a few times, which made Liu Qin moan softly. Luo Yang said in Liu Qin's ear, "Let's change the battlefield. Tell me, where do you want to go..." Liu Qin blurted out, "The dining table..." Her face turned red immediately after she finished speaking. Liu Qin was laid down on the marble dining table, her long hair casually spread out. The table was just high enough for Luo Yang's lower body. Luo Yang spread Liu Qin's legs apart, and her slightly parted vulva was covered in foamy liquid. Luo Yang's penis entered Liu Qin's body again. Liu Qin's legs were spread into an M shape, propped up on the table. Luo Yang was on top of Liu Qin, his lower body moving incessantly, his mouth also busy, sucking on Liu Qin's nipple. Liu Qin moaned in pleasure, the pleasure that had just subsided coming back, even more intensely. In less than five minutes, Liu Qin screamed and climaxed. After another ten minutes or so of thrusting, Liu Qin couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Husband... I can't take it anymore... It's swollen... It's going to break..." Luo Yang grinned mischievously and thrust a few more times, "Alright... then the old way..." Luo Yang sat back on the sofa, and Liu Qin pulled over a sofa cushion, placed it on the floor in front of Luo Yang, then knelt down, bent over, and used her hands to squeeze her breasts together, clamping Luo Yang's penis between them, stroking it up and down. Luo Yang lay back comfortably on the sofa, enjoying Liu Qin's service. Looking at Liu Qin's hardworking and serious appearance, Luo Yang teased, "Wife... Your skills have improved..." Liu Qin glared at him and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying... You never come out for half a day after drinking, making my hands ache like crazy..." "Why did you decide to go to the dining table today? It's really quite exciting... Did you watch a movie and get inspired... Hehe... Ah... Don't squeeze so hard... See, I guessed it, you're angry now... Ah... Ah..." "Yes, hurry up... at this speed... almost there... Uh... Uh... Uh!! Ah... Good wife, don't pinch my balls... It hurts... I promise I won't ejaculate on your face next time..." "Ah... Honey... Oh no, oh no... We didn't close the curtains..." "It's okay, look, it's dark over there, everyone's asleep..."
In the apartment building across the street, a naked middle-aged woman was kneeling on the edge of her bed. A muscular middle-aged man was standing behind her, thrusting into her vagina with all his might. His dark penis filled her vagina completely. Her sagging breasts, like expired, yellowed dough, trembled incessantly, and her two large nipples were the same dark color as her labia. The woman grunted like a happy little sow: "Damn it...damn it...I haven't been this hard in so long...it feels so good...harder...fuck me harder...ah...damn it, I just came back from smoking a cigarette on the balcony and I'm already this hard...damn it, I've been fucking you for half an hour...keep going...harder...I'll make you chicken soup tomorrow..."
Two weeks later, Luo Yang was sent to the company's headquarters in Shanghai for two months of advanced training. On the night before his departure, the two were entangled for most of the night, their bodily fluids soaking large areas of the sheets. Liu Qin's voice was hoarse, as if all her strength had been drained away. Confused and breathless with desire, Liu Qin surprisingly agreed to Luo Yang's request. As Luo Yang ejaculated for the last time, she opened her alluring mouth and took his penis into her mouth. Excited, Luo Yang held Liu Qin's head and thrust rapidly a few times. After a shudder, accompanied by the continuous trembling of his penis, a large amount of semen shot into Liu Qin's mouth. He pulled out his penis, a small amount of semen flowing from the corner of her mouth. Luo Yang lovingly pulled a tissue from the bedside table and handed it to Liu Qin. Liu Qin spat out the semen and carefully wiped her mouth. Then she did something that excited Luo Yang even more. Liu Qin knelt before Luo Yang, opened her mouth, and took his still-slicked-with-love-semen penis into her mouth, clumsily sucking. While sucking, she looked up at Luo Yang. His slightly limp penis moved in and out of Liu Qin's mouth, reflecting on her beautiful face, creating an indescribably erotic scene. Luo Yang stroked Liu Qin's hair with emotion. Liu Qin had always been somewhat resistant, but perhaps thinking about their impending separation, tonight she allowed Luo Yang to ejaculate in her mouth for the first time. She even cleaned his penis with her mouth, just like in AVs—all because of her deep love for him. Luo Yang lovingly cupped Liu Qin's face in his hands and gently kissed her cheek: "Darling, that's enough, thank you..." After they finished cleaning up in the bathroom, it was already 2 AM. Liu Qin nestled in Luo Yang's arms: "Honey, you've been away on business for so long, what am I going to do..." Before she could finish, tears welled in her eyes. Luo Yang kissed her forehead: "Good girl..." "Take good care of yourself at home, two months will pass quickly..." Liu Qin pouted, "The security in this neighborhood is getting worse and worse. I heard that two more houses on the first floor of the next building were burglarized, many owners are refusing to pay property management fees, and I heard that the property management company is about to leave. They've even issued notices. Look, we don't even have security bars on our balcony... what if..." "Silly girl, we live on the 10th floor, and the house next to us is empty and hasn't been sold yet. Do you think there's a Spider-Man who can climb that high? I've been too busy lately. When I get back, we'll find an installation company to install security bars on the balcony." "While you're away on business, go shopping whenever you have time. Don't come home too late at night, and remember to lock the door when you get home. I'll call you every day..."
At seven in the morning, Liu Qin, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again by Luo Yang's restless hands. Liu Qin, still half asleep, brushed away Luo Yang's hand that was playing around between her legs: "Honey... I already came three times last night, do you want more..." Luo Yang feigned grievance: "Wife, for the next sixty days, I can only think of your beautiful body over the phone and masturbate alone... and..." Luo Yang pulled his fingers out from between Liu Qin's legs, his slender fingers covered in glistening liquid: "Your most loyal sister betrayed you..." Liu Qin playfully slapped Luo Yang: "You're so annoying..." At the same time, she pulled down Luo Yang's underwear with both hands... Liu Qin accompanied Luo Yang downstairs, and seeing Luo Yang's somewhat unsteady steps, Liu Qin chuckled, like a little devil. There happened to be a taxi at the entrance of the residential area, and the two got in. Along the way, Luo Yang, like a parent about to leave on a long trip, kept giving instructions and making arrangements for his child who was home alone. Liu Qin nestled in Luo Yang's arms the whole time, occasionally letting out a soft "hmm." Liu Qin strained her head, watching the plane roar past overhead, gradually disappearing into the distance until it was just a small black dot. Feeling a stinging sensation in her eyes, she sighed softly, left the airport terminal, hailed a taxi, and headed home.
The following days were monotonous and long. Each long day was filled with anticipation, broken only by Luo Yang's phone calls and brief messages on QQ and WeChat. Liu Qin received many photos of Shanghai via QQ—streets, buildings, and mostly photos of Luo Yang himself. Each time, Liu Qin would stare at Luo Yang's face in the photos through the computer screen, lost in thought for a long time, but still manage a bright smile before sending a picture back to Luo Yang, inquiring about his life in Shanghai in a lighthearted tone. Perhaps lacking Luo Yang's strong chest, Liu Qin's sleep had been poor lately. She was often awakened by strange noises, feeling as if someone else was quietly moving around in the room, watching her from the dark corners. Whenever she thought of this, Liu Qin would bury her head deep in the covers when she woke up in the middle of the night, clutching her phone tightly, her trembling hand repeatedly wanting to dial Luo Yang's number, but ultimately she would sigh and give up. She didn't want Luo Yang to worry. A few days after Luo Yang went on a business trip, Liu Qin finally discovered that drinking a little red wine at night could help her sleep well and wake up in the morning. That day, when Luo Yang called, Liu Qin was half-reclining on the sofa, holding a wine glass in one hand and randomly pressing the TV remote with the other. "Wife... what are you doing?" "Husband... I'm watching TV..." "Have you been thinking about me... wife..." "...Yes..." "...Where have you been thinking about me..." "Bad husband... you're so annoying... you've been thinking about me everywhere..." After hanging up, Liu Qin couldn't resist Luo Yang's repeated pleas. Blushing, she took two close-up photos of her vulva and breasts, and sent a half-body photo of herself shirtless. A dozen minutes later, Luo Yang sent a voice message via WeChat. Liu Qin turned on her microphone, and Luo Yang's clear voice came through: "Oh... wife... such a charming pussy... such tender breasts... I want to fuck you... fuck you to death... oh... oh... I'm coming... ah..." Liu Qin blushed deeply, her fingers involuntarily sliding between her legs, gently massaging her underwear. Luo Yang called again, his voice slightly weary: "Wife... I just cummed all over the floor looking at your picture... Did you miss my cock...?" "Ugh... You're so filthy... Come back... I'm all yours... Do whatever you want with me..." For a moment, Liu Qin wanted to masturbate in front of her husband on the other end of the phone, to let him hear her lewd moans, but in the end, restraint prevailed. After saying a few words to her husband that made her blush, she hung up the phone. Her panties were already soaked. Liu Qin's fingers slid rapidly across her clitoris, her eyes tightly closed, her breath coming in short gasps. After a suppressed moan, Liu Qin shoved two fingers deep into her vagina, her legs clamping tightly around the hand between her legs, her vagina enveloping the fingers, writhing in layers. Liu Qin, like a fish out of air, arched her body, convulsing, her mouth weakly open, breathing. Two or three minutes passed before Liu Qin slowly relaxed her body, loosening her tense toes. She felt a tingling, numb sensation in the muscles on the inside of her thighs, as if they had been strained. Perhaps due to the red wine she had drunk, her body felt even more uncomfortable after masturbation, empty and hollow, with a sense of loss and emptiness. Frustrated, Liu Qin took off her soaking wet underwear and tossed it carelessly onto the sofa. She poured herself a large glass of red wine, took a big gulp, and then got up and went into her study. Sitting in her swivel chair, Liu Qin turned on her computer, found the folder where her movies were stored, and randomly clicked on an adult film—a Japanese one, no less. After a long intro, numerous adult toys were thrusting in and out of the actress's vagina. Liu Qin impatiently dragged the player's progress bar, the sounds of flesh colliding and slapping filling the air. The male actor was already vigorously thrusting into the actress's vagina, and the actress was moaning exaggeratedly. Liu Qin arched her legs and placed them on the desk, inserting a finger into her wet vagina and slowly moving it in and out. Her eyes were fixed on the computer screen, watching the actress diligently swallowing and releasing the man's thick penis. Liu Qin's Adam's apple bobbed, and she swallowed. She spread her legs as wide as possible and inserted another finger into her vagina. Two fingers moved frantically in and out of her vagina, each time her hand completely touching her vagina before withdrawing it again. But the peak of pleasure always seemed to be so close to her fingers, yet so far away. Liu Qin writhed uncomfortably, watching the intense close-up of her vagina on the screen, the penis swaying violently. Her alluring lips seemed to bleed from being bitten, and suppressed whimpers escaped her throat. She hastily slipped on her slippers and rushed to the refrigerator, her eyes frantically searching around before finally settling on several sausages. She reached for one, its thickness roughly the same as her husband's erect penis. After a moment's hesitation, she gritted her teeth, put the sausage back, and picked up a thicker one, more than twice the thickness of the first. She hurriedly rushed into the bedroom, found an unopened condom on the bedside table, and returned to the study. Passing through the living room, she noticed a wine glass on the coffee table. Liu Qin walked over, picked up the glass, and downed the rest of the wine in one gulp, then turned off the living room light. Liu Qin could feel her vaginal fluid flowing down with her movements, leaving her inner thighs sticky. The sex scene in the movie was still in full swing. Liu Qin frantically tore open the condom packaging and slipped it over the sausage. The large sausage stretched the condom completely, and she couldn't get it off more than halfway. The sausage, slightly chilly, seeped into Liu Qin's palm through the condom, but it couldn't extinguish the lust burning within her. Liu Qin spread her legs again, placing them on either side of the swivel chair. Holding the large sausage, she grasped the rubber band at the back of the condom and slowly inserted it into her vagina. The feeling of her vagina being filled made Liu Qin moan softly. She stopped only when she felt the metal ring at the tip of the sausage touch her clitoris, and then slowly began to move it in and out. While moving the sausage in and out, Liu Qin used her other hand to laboriously pick up the headphones beside her, plugged them into the computer's headphone jack, and put them on. The lewd moans from the movie now entered Liu Qin's ears even more vividly, rushing straight to her brain. Liu Qin watched the throbbing penis on the screen, her hands moving faster and faster. The thick ham repeatedly pierced her vaginal opening; the ham was even larger than her husband's erect penis. Her once tight vagina was stretched into a circle, greedily enveloping the sausage, sucking and writhing with gurgling sounds. Liu Qin bit her lips tightly, clearly feeling the signals from her vagina. She quickly thrust the sausage a few more times, her legs clamping tightly around it again. One hand pinched her breast hard, as if in self-torture… The lights
in the other apartment buildings had gradually gone out. In the shadows of the outer balcony, a strong middle-aged man picked up Liu Qin's underwear, which had been lying on the sofa, and held it to his nose, taking a deep breath. The fresh scent of laundry detergent mixed with the faint pheromones of the young woman wafted over. The middle-aged man smiled lewdly, his crotch… The tent was raised high, and after glancing towards the study, the middle-aged man stuffed his underwear into his pocket. His ghostly figure darted into the living room, carefully lifting a bottle of red wine from the coffee table. In the dim light, he noticed the wine was empty. He then crept towards the study door… Liu Qin's nightgown was carelessly tossed on the floor. She had lost count of how many times she had climaxed. The movie had stopped playing. A large sausage, stained with her own semen, lay on the floor in a different spot than the torn condom. Liu Qin tried to get up to pick up the sausage, but instead saw several sausages swaying incessantly. Her hands flailed wildly in the air, then her body went limp and she collapsed to the floor, her consciousness fading. The only feeling she had was an unbearable heat, as if her body were burning. Her only remaining instinct was to laboriously manipulate her already swollen vulva with both hands, murmuring in her sleep, "Husband… penis… give it to me…" In a daze, Liu Qin felt a pair of strong arms lift her up. She vaguely recognized them as her husband, Luo Yang. Instinctively, Liu Qin gently rubbed her burning face against her husband's, her hot lips whispering in his ear, "Husband...husband...give me...I feel so bad..."
Liu Qin's petite body was tossed onto the large bed in the bedroom, causing the mattress to tremble slightly. The middle-aged man carefully drew the thick curtains, then turned on all the lights in the room, instantly filling it with dazzling light. Liu Qin shifted restlessly on the bed, her flushed body covered in fine beads of sweat. The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful young woman before him with satisfaction, muttering, "The drug is really effective..." He surveyed the bedroom with interest. It wasn't large, but it was decorated warmly. On one wall facing the bed were photos of Liu Qin and Luo Yang cuddling together. The sheets and curtains were the same sky blue, clean and elegant. On the bedside table sat a cartoon-shaped lamp, likely Liu Qin's creation. The middle-aged man opened the wardrobe against the wall, as if he were in his own home. He casually picked up Liu Qin's underwear, which were all rather conservative styles. Only on the hanger did he find a set of black lace lingerie; the lace felt smooth to the touch, likely the same as Liu Qin's skin. Opening a separate wardrobe on the left, a white wedding dress appeared before him, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face. Opening the bedside table drawer, his eyes lit up. Besides a few hundred yuan in loose change, a camera sat neatly inside. He picked it up, examined it for a few seconds, found the power button, and nodded in satisfaction at the full battery indicator. Liu Qin was still moaning tirelessly, "Husband...husband..." Her hands unconsciously squeezed her breasts. The middle-aged man aimed at Liu Qin's overflowing vulva, pressed the shutter a few times, and looked at the photos. The resolution was really good; the pubic hair at her vulva was clearly visible. The middle-aged man skillfully removed his lower garments, revealing a pungent, hard penis. He climbed onto the bed, half-lying on the headboard. With one hand, he turned Liu Qin's body so she was lying on her side beside his legs. The man, slightly turned, held his penis and slapped Liu Qin's face a few times, sliding it back and forth between her lips like a hunting dog smelling its prey. Liu Qin's previously limp body seemed to be injected with adrenaline. She opened her mouth and took the thick penis into her mouth, sucking it with slurping sounds, as if the pungent smell of the penis was the most wonderful taste in the world. Her hands then reached between her legs, diligently stimulating her already wet vulva. The middle-aged man switched the camera to video mode and aimed it at Liu Qin's face. Liu Qin, like a child eating her favorite candy, carefully sucked every inch of the penis, which glistened with saliva. Finding that her fingers couldn't provide the pleasure she desired, Liu Qin clamped her legs around the middle-aged man's thighs, rubbing them frantically back and forth. A long trail of moisture remained on his thighs. Liu Qin spat out the penis from her mouth, attempting to straighten her body and insert the thick shaft into her vagina. The middle-aged man pressed down on Liu Qin's shoulders and forced his penis back into her mouth. With her eyes glazed over, Liu Qin could only continue to suckle the penis diligently, looking at the middle-aged man with a pleading expression. Although she could only see a blurry human outline, it didn't matter. What mattered was that this thick, hard penis could penetrate her unbearably itchy vagina. After more than ten minutes, the middle-aged man felt his thighs were soaked. Satisfied, he grabbed a handful of Liu Qin's breasts, eliciting a seductive moan from her. The middle-aged man glanced around, pushed Liu Qin aside, got off the bed, opened the wardrobe, and placed the camera in the middle shelf, directly opposite the bed. He then moved to the other side of the bed. Liu Qin, as if grasping at a straw, clumsily and slowly lunged forward, trying to grab the man's penis. The man easily grabbed Liu Qin's hands, pulled her off the bed, and flipped her over. Liu Qin's upper body was now lying on the edge of the bed, her legs kneeling on the floor, her face facing the camera. The middle-aged man's strong body pressed down on Liu Qin, turning her two white, tender breasts into a fleshy shape. He spread Liu Qin's legs apart, standing in a V-shape on the edge of the bed, and aimed his swollen penis at her vagina. With a "whoosh," it was inserted to the hilt. Liu Qin let out a comfortable "ah," feeling every pore on her body open up. After penetrating to the end, the middle-aged man mischievously stopped moving. Liu Qin could no longer endure it, repeatedly clenching her vagina, struggling... She twisted her hips, pleading incessantly, "Husband... give it to me... fuck me..." The middle-aged man finally began to move. It turned out that he had been checking the relative position and realized that he couldn't seem to get a clear view of Liu Qin's face as she lay prone. The middle-aged man tried to get Liu Qin to prop herself up, but he failed several times. The middle-aged man wrapped his arms around Liu Qin's chest, grabbed her breasts, and with a push, he stood up. Liu Qin's body was now upright with her back pressed against the man's head. The middle-aged man began to thrust in and out in this position, while his hands were not idle either, vigorously playing with Liu Qin's breasts, feeling the pink nipples become firmer in his palms. Each time the penis slid in obliquely into Liu Qin's vagina, it slammed heavily against her tender flesh, scraping its way up to the very core. Liu Qin's body trembled uncontrollably as if electrocuted, all her words condensing into a single, simple sentence: "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." As if a sensitive switch had been triggered, Liu Qin's lower abdomen swelled, and this feeling intensified with each thrust of the penis. For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Liu Qin's monotonous moans, the slapping sounds of the penis colliding, and the middle-aged man's occasional heavy breathing. The camera beeped, probably due to a low battery or full memory. The middle-aged man also felt the increasingly intense ejaculation at the tip of his penis, and he tightly embraced her... With her petite frame moving her hips rapidly, a series of rapid slapping sounds followed by the middle-aged man forcefully thrusting his penis deep into Liu Qin's vagina. A numbing sensation shot up from her groin, along her spine, throughout her entire body. The middle-aged man shuddered, and a surge of heat erupted from his scrotum, a large amount of semen flooding deep into Liu Qin's vagina. The ejaculation lasted for over twenty seconds, during which Liu Qin trembled, her beautiful legs twitching uncontrollably. The middle-aged man, with his still very hard penis pressed against the center of Liu Qin's vagina, slowly rubbing it a dozen times before finally withdrawing with satisfaction. With a soft "pop," the large glans sharply jerked against the vaginal walls near the entrance. As the penis withdrew, Liu Qin quickly spread her legs. Her trembling intensified, the middle-aged man looked down and lewdly smiled. With a series of dripping sounds, Liu Qin's vagina seemed to turn on a tap, gushing out a large amount of clear, light lemon-colored liquid, which spilled directly onto the floor. Some of the liquid flowed down Liu Qin's inner thighs, forming a small stream at her heels. Liu Qin had lost control of her bladder!
The middle-aged man released his grip on Liu Qin's breasts, and Liu Qin's body slid limply off the edge of the bed, her bare buttocks landing directly on the puddle of urine she had just incontined. The middle-aged man grabbed Liu Qin's long hair, leaned forward, and smeared the remaining semen from his penis onto Liu Qin's still flushed and delicate face. He shook his hand from side to side a few times, and Liu Qin, like a puppet, swayed her head slightly, her eyes unfocused, a long trail of saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth. The middle-aged man then pulled Liu Qin by her long hair and threw her onto the bed. On the large bed, Liu Qin continued to writhe unconsciously, her legs spread wide, her swollen vulva stretched into a wide slit, clearly revealing the pink walls inside. A large amount of cloudy semen slowly overflowed from her vulva. The middle-aged man checked the time on his phone, turned and walked out of the room. He opened the double-door refrigerator, glanced at it casually, picked up two cherries and popped them into his mouth. Then, he grabbed a can of beer, tore off the tab, tilted his head back, and drank most of it in one gulp. The chilled beer made him exhale comfortably. He went to the living room, picked up the last bit of red wine on the coffee table, and returned to the bedroom. Liu Qin, lying on the bed, was in a semi-conscious state; only occasional twitches indicated she was still alive. The middle-aged man pried open Liu Qin's mouth with the neck of a wine bottle and poured the rest of the wine into her mouth. Liu Qin, feeling feverish and drowsy, vaguely felt a cool liquid enter her mouth, like a traveler in the desert finding an oasis. She eagerly swallowed the wine. The middle-aged man smiled sinisterly, tilting back his beer bottle. The chilled beer dripped into thin streams, landing on Liu Qin's delicate nipples. The cool touch made Liu Qin's hands instinctively follow the path of the dripping beer, as if trying to grasp the source of the coolness to relieve her burning body. The middle-aged man emptied his beer bottle, the beer sliding over Liu Qin's body and soaking into the sheets beneath her. The icy sensation was fleeting, like a flash in the pan. Liu Qin frowned, her hands painfully stroking her breasts. A strong desire surged within her again, her face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and her long legs began to clamp tightly together, rubbing against each other forcefully. The middle-aged man spotted a discarded wine bottle. Looking at its long neck, he leered, picked it up, and used it to pry open Liu Qin's tightly closed legs. He aimed the bottle at her vagina and inserted it. Liu Qin let out a comfortable moan. The man slowly pulled the bottle out. Liu Qin instinctively arched her hips, squeezing her legs together, trying to hold the retreating bottle. The man pushed the bottle back to the entrance of her vagina, leaving only the neck inside. He released her, and Liu Qin's hands gripped the bottle tightly. She forcefully pushed the bottle back into her vagina, letting out a soft moan. Her vagina tightly enveloped the bottle's neck. Liu Qin tried to push it further in, but the bottle was too large. Several attempts failed. Liu Qin's hands gripped the bottle tightly, rotating it constantly, her hips twisting with the movement. Watching Liu Qin bite her lip, performing a wanton act, the middle-aged man's penis began to tremble slightly again. He straddled Liu Qin's neck, thrusting his gradually hardening penis into her mouth. Holding her head, he began to pump in and out, his penis swelling and enlarging inside her mouth until it filled it completely. Liu Qin struggled to open her mouth wide enough to accommodate the large object. Each thrust deeply penetrated her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. She released the bottle, trying to push him away, but he held her hair tightly. Her pitiful strength was no match for the deep-throating. Liu Qin's face flushed a purplish-red, and tears and saliva gushed out. Feeling Liu Qin's increasingly tense body, the middle-aged man thrust a few more times before withdrawing his penis. The fresh air rushing into her lungs made Liu Qin cough incessantly, as if she had been brought back from the brink of death. The middle-aged man pulled the bottle from between Liu Qin's legs with a popping sound. The long neck of the bottle was covered with a large amount of clear liquid, mixed with some yellowish-white substances, which were probably the semen that the middle-aged man had left inside Liu Qin. The middle-aged man spread Liu Qin's legs apart, aimed his thick penis at her vaginal opening, and pressed his strong body down on Liu Qin's petite body. With a forceful thrust, his penis plunged into her alluring slit again. Liu Qin let out a long scream, her legs tightly clamping around the middle-aged man's waist, her arms encircling his neck. The middle-aged man moved his hips rapidly, his penis pounding against Liu Qin's vagina. His large mouth, reeking of tobacco, covered Liu Qin's lips, silencing her scream. Liu Qin actively extended her fragrant tongue, her lips... Their tongues intertwined, and Liu Qin could only make muffled sounds. The middle-aged man's hands simultaneously and wantonly played with Liu Qin's breasts, her tender breasts constantly changing shape in his large hands. He would occasionally pinch her erect nipples hard with his fingers. Liu Qin's legs trembled violently as she reached another climax. Her vagina tightly sucked on the middle-aged man's penis, and streams of hot fluid gushed onto it, causing him to cry out in pleasure. He then moved his lips away and bit down hard on Liu Qin's breast. The pain and the intense pleasure of the orgasm made Liu Qin wildly shake her head, feeling as if she were in heaven and hell. Liu Qin's legs slid limply off the middle-aged man's waist. He released her breasts, leaving a crescent-shaped bloodstain. The middle-aged man flipped Liu Qin's body over and entered her from behind. He pressed her head firmly into the sheets, and she let out muffled groans. Her legs reflexively bent with each powerful thrust. Gradually, the fluids inside her vagina dried up, but the man continued his tireless thrusting. His thick penis burned the sensitive walls of her vagina like a scorching hot stick, sending waves of pain through her. Liu Qin struggled to lift her head, crying, "...Stop...stop...it hurts so much..." The middle-aged man savagely shoved Liu Qin's head down again, thrusting even faster: "...Slut...Today I'm going to fuck your stinking cunt raw...Ah...Ah...So tight...Slut...I'm going to fuck you every day...How about it...Is your husband's dick bigger or mine...Your husband is so fucking lucky to have such a beautiful woman like you to fuck every day...Fuck...Fuck you to death..." Liu Qin arched her body in pain, but was immediately pressed down by the middle-aged man. After thrusting for more than ten minutes, the middle-aged man felt his own penis burning from the friction. He withdrew his penis, spread Liu Qin's buttocks, spat a few mouthfuls of saliva at Liu Qin's swollen cunt, smeared it haphazardly with his hand, and thrust his penis in again. Liu Qin had already fainted, her body trembling mechanically with the middle-aged man's thrusts. The middle-aged man frantically bit Liu Qin's smooth back. Leaving behind purplish-blue marks, after a long and frenzied series of thrusts, the panting middle-aged man trembled as he ejaculated deep into Liu Qin's vagina for the second time… The middle-aged man collapsed onto Liu Qin's body, clicking his tongue: "...This figure… This pussy… It's enough to make you die of lust…" After lying there for more than ten minutes, the middle-aged man felt that Liu Qin's breathing had gradually become steady, and the flush on her body had slowly faded. Still unsatisfied, he got out of bed, dressed, and once again grabbed Liu Qin's breasts, playing with them wantonly. Seeing Liu Qin's phone on the bedside table, the middle-aged man opened the phone's contacts, memorized a few numbers, and finally took out the memory card from his camera and put it in his pocket. He looked at Liu Qin's naked and alluring body one last time, his gaze lingering between her disheveled legs for a few seconds before disappearing out the door.
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