Xiaomeng Baby, a divorced female teacher, recounts her blissful sexual experiences in a 4-part series.

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Chapter Four: The Second Meeting in Beijing - Beijing, You Make My Heart Flutter (Part Two) I'd never ridden the subway before. Last night, I was half-asleep and didn't really understand it. Today, I truly experienced the crowds of the Beijing subway, and even more so, the feeling of being on the subway… After another stop, the number of people on the train gradually decreased, and it finally wasn't so crowded anymore. I didn't know if the man had gotten off or moved elsewhere. I quickly returned to my brother's side. He looked at my flushed face and smiled mischievously. I glared at my brother a few times, but didn't dare mention being groped earlier. He probably still thought the blush on my face was because he was using a vibrator, little did he know that his woman had already brought another man to orgasm and ejaculated, and then he himself had silently orgasmed in the crowd. I remember we even changed subway lines once, where there were even fewer people. After a few more stops, we got off at our stop. After exiting the subway station, it was still a distance to walk to the park. On the way there, I was on tenterhooks, afraid the vibrator would fall out. I kept my legs tightly together, walking very carefully, but I was also afraid that if I walked too slowly, someone would notice my pubic hair, which was so embarrassing. Finally, we arrived at the park. My brother and I strolled hand in hand along the path, enjoying the beautiful scenery. Familiar childhood melodies echoed in my mind, and I felt incredibly happy. As time went by, I gradually forgot about the vibrator; it seems its adaptability is quite strong! Just then, a melodious tune began to play. Looking ahead, I saw a group of men and women dancing ballroom dances in a large pavilion near the lake. I'm usually a key member of the arts group at school and love dancing. Watching them dance, I felt a little itchy and eager to try. My brother, seeing this, whispered in my ear that I should go and dance a little. But I was a little embarrassed. I didn't know any of them, so how could I find a dance partner? My brother noticed my hesitation, nudged me, and said, "Those men over there dance well. Go ask one of them to dance with you. My baby is beautiful; any man will love dancing with you. Go on! Remember, no matter what happens, you have to finish the dance. Don't run away halfway through. I'll be recording." Hearing my brother's words, I knew he was trying to provoke me again. He always did this, so I had no choice but to play along. Actually, I didn't know if I was trying to please my brother or if I wanted to enjoy the thrill of a clandestine affair in broad daylight. Maybe it was both. I calmed myself down and confidently walked up to one of the men and invited him. Just as my brother expected, the man didn't refuse and readily agreed. He took my hand and led me to the open space in the middle to dance with the others. The dance was a Form 3, which I knew very well and found easy. The man and I were in perfect sync, dancing beautifully. I completely forgot I wasn't wearing underwear or a bra, and there was a vibrator inside my vagina. Suddenly, I felt a tremor in my vagina. Oh no! My brother had turned the vibrator back on. As we danced, the vibrator vibrated inside my pussy. It was a strange feeling, a mix of tension and excitement, like my brother's huge penis was inside me, being fucked by another man. The vibrator changed its frequency, just like the different speeds, depths, and positions of my brother's penis. I couldn't help but moan. The man dancing noticed the change in my expression and asked what was wrong, if I was feeling unwell. I quickly recovered and said I was fine. The man looked at me suspiciously, his gaze slowly moving downwards. I noticed a clear change in his gaze, and suddenly realized I wasn't wearing a bra. The man was much taller than me, and looking down at me, wouldn't he see me...? I'm usually quite conservative in my clothing choices; after all, I'm a primary school teacher, and our school has strict dress codes for teachers. This time, because I was out with my brother and it was hot, I wore a revealing outfit. I looked down at my chest; my full breasts were a blur of white skin. Even more embarrassing, under the loose, low-cut blouse, I could see most of my full, white breasts, even the erect, red nipples were clearly visible. My face flushed instantly, and I stumbled, almost tripping over the man's foot. He quickly pulled me close, catching me. I quickly apologized, and the man smiled gentlemanly, saying, "It's alright, you danced very well. Were you distracted just now, not wanting to dance with me anymore? Or was I not guiding you properly?" I said, "You danced very well, it felt great dancing with you." The man said, "You're beautiful, and you have a great figure. It's an honor to dance with such a beautiful woman." My face turned even redder. I didn't know what he meant by "great figure," was he implying that he saw my breasts? I looked down at myself clearly just now, and he must have seen them too. The thought of being naked in front of a strange man, with his arm around my waist, suddenly made me feel inexplicably excited. My heart was pounding, and my nipples felt unusually sensitive, tickling comfortably from the friction of my clothes. The man suddenly changed his slow, swaying dance moves and started leading me in more elaborate dances. I guessed that he probably saw my body too, and was afraid I'd be embarrassed and stop dancing with him, so he used elaborate dances to distract me. And during the elaborate dances, he would lead my body into various poses, making it easier for him to appreciate my beautiful body from all angles. The dance was long, and the man was a fantastic dancer, skilled at many moves—something I would have loved to do in the past. But the vibrating egg down there was always causing trouble. I dared not make any large movements, afraid the naughty egg would fall out—what a disaster that would be! So I was extremely careful. Then the music became lighter, and the man began to slowly spin me around. I was incredibly nervous, afraid to step too far or spin too much, because I had to watch out not only for what was above me but also for what was below. I wasn't wearing underwear! Only he could see what was above me, but if I spun too much, my skirt would sway, revealing my vulva, giving others a feast for the eyes. But the more careful I was, the more trouble seemed to go wrong. During one spin, the man grabbed my waist and pulled me back. A gust of wind blew, and my skirt billowed. Although it was only for a moment, I'm sure someone saw my plump, white buttocks. Perhaps because our bodies were separated during the spin, and my upper body was leaning back, someone might even see my pubic hair. I vaguely thought I heard a suppressed gasp from the man—how embarrassing! I quickly straightened up, intentionally pressing my body closer to him so he wouldn't do any more fancy moves and I wouldn't have to worry about my skirt riding up and revealing anything. The man, of course, was more than happy to oblige. He stopped formally holding my hands and naturally put his arm around me. I put my hands on his shoulders and swayed slowly to the music for a while. Then I felt we were too close; my brother was watching. I tried to pull away slightly, but the man held me tightly, and it seemed he was applying more pressure. I couldn't break free, so I tried to tilt my head back and move my upper body away from his touch. But because his arm was holding my waist so tightly, it only made my lower body press even closer. I felt this was even more intimate, so I pressed my upper body closer to him again, my face against his chest. I could almost hear his strong, pounding heartbeat and smell his distinctive sweat. My heart started racing even faster. The man clearly felt my struggle, and he pulled me close, rocking me while secretly rubbing my waist. At first, he pressed with his fingers, then his entire palm rubbed my lower back in circles, the movements becoming increasingly forceful. His lower body pressed closer to mine, and I could feel something hard pressing against me. I inwardly groaned. What was going on today? Being groped and taken advantage of by other men repeatedly. Was I just unlucky or had a stroke of good fortune? It was all my brother's fault for giving me that terrible idea. "You stinky brother, since you want me to be embarrassed, I might as well enjoy it and experience the thrill of being played with by another man in front of you!" Just then, I heard the man whisper in my ear, "Little sister, you're so beautiful and sexy. Can we get to know each other? I'll treat you to coffee later." I was startled. I vaguely remembered my brother mentioning a coffee street nearby, very lively at night, where men were either hooking up with women or women were hooking up with men. Now this man was asking me out for coffee; I knew exactly what he meant. He probably thought I was that kind of woman. I wanted to leave him and stop dancing, but remembering my brother's request, I didn't dare. I didn't look up and whispered, "Don't talk, just dance properly, um, hold me tight." Then I pressed myself even closer to the man's body. Because I was being taken advantage of, I didn't need to be so polite. My brother must have noticed the change in my behavior, because he intensified his efforts, constantly increasing and changing the frequency of the vibrator. If the music hadn't been so loud, people nearby might have heard the vibrator. My pussy was itching from the vibrator, and with the man's increasingly frequent movements, this multiple stimulation quickly brought me to the brink of orgasm, my body trembling. I was really worried I'd lose control and orgasm in another man's arms. Luckily, the music ended then. The man, holding my hand, seemed to want to say something. I quickly thanked him and walked away to my brother. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the man following me.I walked a few steps until I took my brother's hand and left, at which point he stopped following me. I didn't know what he would think of my behavior, but that wasn't my concern. I quickly left, my face burning hot, feeling incredibly lewd. As I walked, I coyly complained to my brother. But he excitedly patted my butt and said, "Baby, you're so lewd! I've discovered you have the potential to be a little slut! You can be intimate with another man right in front of your husband! I saw that man's eyes were fixed on your breasts, and when you started dancing so beautifully, but then made mistakes, I knew your little slut was definitely aroused. I wanted to fuck you to death then. I love it so much, my woman almost had an orgasm in front of another man, it feels so good, my big cock wants to fuck you." Hearing my brother's words, my little slut reacted again, unconsciously clenching my vagina, the vibrator inside tightly encased. But now I was with my brother, so I could enjoy the pleasure without worry. I moaned wantonly in front of him. My brother said he had just recorded the entire process of me dancing with that man, which he considered evidence of my infidelity and vowed to punish me severely when we got back. Hearing this, I wasn't scared at all; instead, I was even more excited, eager for him to punish me right then and there. My brother said, "Don't worry, you little slut, there will be a time to satisfy you. For now, enjoy the park's scenery; after all, it's a rare opportunity." Later, my brother took many photos of me in the park, saying he wanted to capture my most beautiful moments. We had a lot of fun in the park. I still have those photos and that video recording; every time I watch them, I'm reminded of that time. Then I saw a public restroom and begged my brother to take the vibrator out, because it was getting uncomfortable after being in there for so long. Seeing how well-behaved I had been all day, my brother agreed. He waited outside while I went into the restroom, into a small stall, and eagerly lifted my skirt. I saw my pubic hair, already wet and clinging to my swollen, red vulva, overflowing with vaginal fluid. Only a short section of the vibrator's antenna wire was visible. I grabbed the end of the string and pulled it out, when suddenly the vibrator started jumping again. My brother was teasing me again at this moment. I wasn't prepared and was startled, so I hurriedly pulled hard. Oh my god, I broke the string! Oh my god, what am I going to do? Will it get stuck inside? I panicked and quickly squatted down, desperately digging my fingers in. My pussy was stretched so painfully, but I didn't care. My fingers searched inside, and several times they touched the vibrator, but instead of pulling it out, they pushed it in even deeper. I was almost crying. Ignoring the pain, I pushed it in even deeper, grabbing the end of the vibrator from the inside and forcefully pulling it out. Ah, it hurts so much! I screamed out in pain! I heard a "thud," and the vibrator slipped out, falling directly into the toilet bowl. I didn't even bother to retrieve it; I just flushed it away. I wiped my genitals with toilet paper and saw some blood. The vibrator must have been too big, especially since my fingers had been roughly probing inside, tearing the inner flesh. Without the vibrator, my vagina suddenly felt empty, lacking the previous fullness. I knew it had loosened my vagina. I didn't want my brother to think my vagina was loose when we were together, so ignoring the discomfort and slight pain, I immediately started practicing vaginal contractions while walking, trying to restore my tightness. When I saw my brother after leaving the bathroom, I told him what had happened. I said I felt very uncomfortable down there and was worried it was damaged, so we shouldn't play anymore and should go home. My brother said, "This is actually a bit of my fault. When I bought it, I was worried your little pussy wouldn't feel it, so I specifically chose a thicker one, 38mm in diameter. It seems it's a bit too thick. But if it weren't thick, it wouldn't be so tight; it might have fallen off on the way here. The key issue is the poor quality. I didn't expect the remote control antenna to be so flimsy; it broke with just a pull. Next time, I'll definitely buy a better quality one, a smaller model. But it's okay, you'll get used to it in a bit; it won't hurt you too badly. You wanted to see a movie anyway, so let's go to the cinema and relax. By the time we come out, I guarantee your little pussy will be tight and nice again." I laughed and scolded my bad brother, but I also thought it was a good idea, so I stopped insisting on going back. My brother and I left the park, changed our original plans, and took a taxi to Xidan. Xidan is very bustling. I didn't know where the cinema was, but I just followed my brother. We went into a large shopping mall; I remember it was on the tenth floor, where you could watch movies. Different theaters were showing different movies. I wasn't really there to watch the movie; I just wanted to fulfill a wish—to experience watching a movie together with my brother. I randomly chose a foreign film that seemed to be a thriller, but I can't remember the name now. When we entered the theater, it was an afternoon showing, not yet five o'clock, so it wasn't too crowded. We sat in the middle, with a few young girls behind us, a few couples nearby, and two couples in front of us. The movie started. Because it was a thriller, the music was very scary. I'm easily scared, so I clung tightly to my brother, holding his hand tightly. My brother, however, seemed distracted. Just as I was getting into the movie, my brother suddenly pressed my hand to a warm, hard spot. I knew that spot about my brother all too well. My face burned. My bad brother, teasing me in public like this! In the light of the screen, I saw that my brother's zipper was open, and his big penis was proudly erect. I shyly tried to pull my hand away, but my brother held it down, stroking his large penis up and down. I gently caressed his glans with my fingertips; I loved teasing him like this. His glans was incredibly sensitive, and as I expected, it was already dripping with lubrication. At that moment, I started to get aroused myself. I used my bag to shield myself, secretly lifting my skirt and pulling my brother's hand to my vulva. My brother was surprised by my boldness and became excited, his fingers stroking my pubic hair, which quickly became covered in thick, white, lustful fluid. My brother's penis was rock hard from my stimulation, the large shaft trembling excitedly in my hand. I was so excited, but with people on both sides and behind me, I could only try to suppress my moans. Suddenly, I heard heavy breathing beside me. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a couple passionately kissing not far away. One strap of the girl's tank top had slipped down, and in the dim light of the screen, I could clearly see her firm, round breasts being held and kneaded by the man. The girl was moaning excitedly. Seeing this, I blushed a little, and my brother became even more excited. He probed his fingers from the outside of my pubic hair into the depths of my vagina. His fingers moved nimbly, and my arousal increased. My pussy became increasingly itchy from my brother's ministrations, and my body involuntarily writhed, letting out uncontrollable moans. Just then, I heard soft whispers behind me. I turned my head slightly and saw two girls staring at my brother and me. Fortunately, the light was dim, and their bags obscured the view, so it wasn't too clear. I pressed my brother's hand, signaling him to stay still. My brother whispered in my ear, "Baby, my big cock is itchy. Can you help me stop the itch?" My husband's overstepping his bounds made me both ashamed and angry. What he did earlier was already too much; to ask him to help me now—what would others think? But seeing the look in my brother's eyes, I couldn't refuse. I glanced to the side; a couple was engaged in a passionate kiss, and the women behind them were engrossed in watching a movie. I felt a little relieved. I removed the armrest of the chair between us, so the two chairs were side-by-side. I leaned down, using my bag to cover my face, my face pressed against my brother's large penis. My brother gently pushed forward, his penis touching my lips, slippery love juice smearing on my face. I lowered my head and took his glans into my mouth, licking and sucking. His penis swelled and grew larger in my mouth. I took the entire penis into my mouth, licking and sucking, my hands caressing his testicles, which swelled with excitement. I passionately licked and teased my brother's penis, enjoying servicing him like this. I completely forgot we were outside, not at home, and couldn't help but moan. My brother excitedly pressed my head down, plunging his large penis deep into my throat. He slowly pushed it in, then paused there. My mouth was filled to bursting, my throat felt so uncomfortable, I felt like I was suffocating, and tears streamed down my face. The sensation was unbearable; I wanted to break free. But my brother's hands pressed my head down firmly, preventing me from moving, his penis still trying to penetrate deeper. I couldn't help but gag. I could feel my brother's excitement; I felt like I couldn't take it anymore, I was suffocating. I forcefully pulled my hand away from my brother's and slightly raised my head. I looked utterly pathetic, tears and saliva streaming down my face. I looked up, feeling wronged, and saw my brother with his head slightly tilted back, panting. He looked so comfortable. Then I suddenly heard a different kind of panting—the panting of several women. I sat up, afraid to turn around, because I knew the voices were coming from behind me. I felt both ashamed and...Embarrassing. I figured those women must have seen the lewd scene just now. I secretly turned around and saw a woman in a skirt rubbing her lower body gently through the gap in the chair. She was masturbating. I secretly told my brother, who became even more excited, saying it felt like having sex with several women, making them envious and itching down there too. The women behind us probably felt awkward too, and after a while, they stood up and sat in the two rows in front of us. I looked to the side; the couple had left sometime earlier, leaving only my brother and me in that row. Then my brother became bolder, lifting my skirt and saying, "Baby, wife, sit on my big cock, I want to fuck you, baby, I really want to fuck your little cunt." My brother's demands had escalated again; he actually wanted to have sex here, which was outrageous. But my brother kept begging me, and looking at him, I softened. I looked back and saw that there was no one left in the rows behind, so I quietly lifted my buttocks and moved closer to my brother. My brother was very thin, and I was also quite petite, so I straddled his lap without feeling cramped, and the height difference wasn't noticeable. I was facing away from my brother, and he supported my buttocks from behind. My vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids. I sat down on his big, thick penis, and it easily entered my little hole. Ah! Ah! So good, his hot, thick penis filled my little pussy completely, it felt so full. I slowly swayed my hips, his big penis colliding with the inner walls of my little pussy, the feeling was indescribable, tingling, so comfortable, so very comfortable. My brother hugged me tightly, his hand reaching under my shirt to touch me upwards, grabbing my breasts and kneading my nipples. I slowly rose and fell my body on my brother's lap, his big penis thrusting in and out of my little pussy, so stimulating, so enjoyable! My brother supported my buttocks as he moved my body up and down. I sat on my brother's lap, his big penis deeply embedded in my little pussy. My legs tightly clamped around his legs, twisting and rotating my hips, like grinding tofu on his big penis. My brother involuntarily let out soft moans of pleasure, his hands becoming increasingly forceful, pushing my hips up and down with greater frequency. His breathing grew heavier; I knew he was close to climaxing. My little pussy was already unbearably itchy. I tried hard to control myself, because I always found it difficult to control myself during orgasms, my moans were so loud. This was a public place, after all, so I tried my best to restrain myself. My brother's hips thrust hard into my pussy, my pussy was filled with lots and lots of white semen and vaginal fluid. Because my brother was thrusting so hard and forcefully, the sound of his big cock slapping against my pussy echoed… Fortunately, the movie soundtrack started playing at this moment, masking the ecstatic sounds of lovemaking. Suddenly, my brother sped up his thrusting, not only pushing against my buttocks with his hands but also arching his body upwards rapidly. Just as his huge penis plunged deep into my cunt once more, I felt the head of his penis near my cervix, trembling in waves, and a surge of heat washing over my clitoris, making me tremble uncontrollably. Involuntarily, my cunt tightened around his penis. With his low growl and ejaculation, my vagina contracted and trembled, feeling as if I were floating in the air. The feeling was exquisite. My cunt's juices mingled with his semen. "Ah, brother, so good! You're fucking me to death, ah, you're fucking me to death, ahhh! I'm going to orgasm, I'm going to orgasm!!!" With my wanton, oblivious moans, my brother and I reached a blissful climax simultaneously! When I came to my senses, I noticed people in front of me turning around from time to time. I realized the movie music had long since stopped, and my moans had been too loud; they must have heard me. Thinking about it, I was really lewd. I didn't bother wiping myself and hurriedly stood up from my brother. Because of the passion, my dress was soaked with sweat. I straightened it and sat down in the seat next to me. The movie ended, the theater lights came on, and my brother and I stood up and walked towards the door with the others. Perhaps because my vagina had been filled with nothing but a big cock and a vibrator all day, it was a little tired and not as tight. The thick semen my brother had just ejaculated inside me was slowly flowing down my pussy. With each step, I felt the semen slowly gushing out of my pussy, flowing down the inside of my legs. The air was suddenly filled with the lewd smell of semen. The girl in front of me sniffed a few times and whispered to her boyfriend that she smelled a strange smell, something she couldn't quite place, something that sounded familiar but she couldn't quite place, and asked her boyfriend to smell it. Her boyfriend replied, "Of course, you'll know when we get back." I thought to myself, so this is what her boyfriend's semen tastes like. She must have been fucked by her boyfriend many times, otherwise, how could she say it tastes so familiar? After leaving the movie theater, although it was already past six, it was still quite bright outside. It wasn't the right time to see the night view of Tiananmen Square, so we decided to eat something first. I'd been to several places that afternoon and had been brought to orgasm several times by three men, so I was feeling a bit hungry. My brother said the snacks in Wangfujing were pretty good, and we could do some shopping there too. So we took the subway to Wangfujing, and after eating, we felt refreshed, so we decided to walk to Tiananmen Square. From there, we walked back to our hotel. I don't remember exactly how we got there, but I just followed my brother. Walking, looking around, and listening to my brother's explanations, I was slowly reminded of my trip to Beijing more than ten years ago. My brother added a sweeter element to my Beijing experience. I felt very happy and content, and before I knew it, several hours had passed. We got back to the hotel after ten. I hadn't felt tired after walking with my brother for several hours, but as soon as I walked in the door, my back, legs, and feet ached. I immediately collapsed onto the bed, stretching comfortably, when suddenly I felt a tingling, numb sensation down there, and a warm, tingling sensation slowly seeping out. My first thought was that it was the semen my brother had ejaculated inside me that afternoon, but then I realized that was impossible. I remembered it already flowing out then, and even if it hadn't, it couldn't have taken several hours to come out now. I quickly got up and went to the bathroom, lifted my skirt, and oh dear, I found a light, bright red blood flowing from my vagina, but not much. For a moment, I was terrified, thinking something was wrong, especially since today had been so wild. Then I realized it was menstrual blood. Seriously, my period, which was supposed to come in a few days, had come early! I felt a pang of annoyance; I had planned for it to start on time, how could it have come so early? Is it because of the constant fucking by my brother, and that awful vibrator? This afternoon, when I removed the vibrator, I found blood. I thought it was an internal injury, but now I realize it might just be a sign of my period starting. But my brother and I only just met once, and I haven't had enough of him yet! What am I going to do? Luckily, my period just started, and it's not very heavy yet. My flow usually gets really heavy on the second day, so I guess I can still make love with him tonight, I thought shyly. I took off my clothes in the bathroom and washed myself. After showering, I shyly told my brother that I had my period and couldn't have sex. My brother was initially surprised, but then immediately became very excited. Actually, we've done it a few times during our periods when we video chatted before, and he said he really enjoyed it and wished he could experience it in real life. Now it's actually happening! He said it seems like God arranged for him to fulfill this real-life wish. I was initially hesitant, but looking at my brother's expectant and eager eyes, I couldn't bear to refuse. Also, even though I was menstruating, my libido was still high, and I especially wanted my brother to fuck me more. It's really not easy for us to meet in person. Plus, we usually have video sex during my period, so I didn't have many taboos. In fact, I found it even more exciting and stimulating. So, I shyly and half-heartedly agreed to my brother's request. Because I was afraid of staining the sheets with blood, I sat on my brother, which is a position we both like. That night, our lovemaking was particularly exciting, and my brother was very excited. At first, my brother was a little worried that I would be uncomfortable, so he gently told me to sit on his big cock slowly and move slowly. Because of my period, my pussy was slippery, and it was easy to swallow my brother's big cock. My brother groaned and said, "Baby wife, baby, it's so hot, so warm, so soft!" Later, my brother told me that the feeling of penetration inside my vagina was different from usual. It was softer and warmer than usual. Although it wasn't as tight as usual, the fleshy feeling inside my pussy was really comfortable. I also felt that because of the menstrual blood and the increased blood flow inside my vagina, the vaginal walls weren't as contracted as usual. So when my brother's big penis went in, I felt the glans was slippery against my skin. Soaking my brother's big cock in my little, blood-soaked pussy felt different, a different kind of comfort! As I moved on top of him, he became increasingly excited. Gradually, he wasn't satisfied with just passively fucking me. He rolled over and pinned me beneath him, his hard, big cock thrusting accurately and forcefully into his increasingly familiar and beloved pussy, pumping in and out. His expression was one of pure bliss. His movements became faster and more vigorous, and I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter than usual.A strong, increasingly pungent smell of blood began to fill the air. I sensed something was wrong and, out of curiosity, peeked during a lull in my brother's thrusting. Wow! His huge penis was covered in bright red menstrual blood, the glans bright red. I hadn't expected so much blood on the first night. I tried to push him away, but he was so engrossed in his thrusts that he wouldn't stop. I panicked and told him I was bleeding, that there was blood on his penis. But he became even more excited, thrusting faster and deeper. I was pinned down by him, my pussy being brutally pounded by his penis, feeling a tingling, soft sensation, as if he were going to crush me, but it felt so good, so incredibly good. Because he was worried about staining the sheets, he didn't let me change positions, continuing his relentless thrusting. At first, I was worried about the blood staining the sheets, so I didn't dare move. After a while, feeling that the warm liquid wasn't flowing out, I gradually relaxed and stopped trying to control myself, my body starting to writhe with the sensation. My brother thrust hard about a hundred times, then suddenly stopped. I felt his large glans trembling violently, spurting out streams of semen, all of it landing on my cervix. Feeling this trembling, the merging of our bodies, my vagina contracting in waves, I couldn't help but moan loudly. My brother and I both climaxed during this special lovemaking! We'd made love many times before, but this was the fastest he'd ever ejaculated, probably because of the different sensations. After he finished, he lay on top of me for a while, then arched his back to let his penis withdraw from my vagina. As usual, I picked up a tissue to wipe him clean (I always do this because my vagina is very tight, and usually nothing leaks out right after ejaculation). As I was wiping myself, I suddenly felt a warm flow gushing from my pussy. I didn't know if it was because of my period or because of the large vibrating egg that had been inside me for so long. This time, my tight pussy couldn't hold back my brother's semen. I quickly wiped myself with a tissue. After wiping, I saw that my brother's milky white semen was mixed with the baby's bright red blood on the tissue. The stimulation, the visual and psychological impact, made my pussy, which had just felt good, climax again! Because of the excessive passion, although my brother and I had taken precautions to prevent menstrual blood from staining the sheets before making love, by placing a plastic strip under the baby's buttocks, the sheets were still stained due to the large movements. I didn't want the staff to laugh at my brother and me, so I insisted on washing the stained area clean and then turned it around so I wouldn't feel embarrassed. My brother is a man, after all, and a little less sensitive. I'm a woman, and I like to make my man feel comfortable and enjoyable during lovemaking. I should also share more of the burden with my man in other aspects. The next morning, my brother and I couldn't resist and made love twice more. My brother and I count the number of times we had sex based on the number of times he ejaculated, or occasionally when he was too tired to ejaculate anymore and stopped, that counted as one time. We definitely couldn't count it based on the number of times I orgasmed, because then it would be impossible to calculate. My brother ejaculated twice, and I can't remember how many times I orgasmed, but it was incredibly pleasurable, and I completely forgot about my period. The first time was in bed, and we ended up staining the sheets again. Despite my brother's advice, I stubbornly and diligently cleaned the stained areas. After cleaning up, my brother and I went downstairs to the hotel for the buffet breakfast. We didn't want to go out anymore, so we went straight back to our room. We lay in bed, intending to talk, watch TV, and relax. But as we talked, we couldn't resist anymore. Because my menstrual flow was increasing, I couldn't stay in bed any longer, so my brother made me strip naked and stand in the bathroom. I put my hands on the toilet seat, my buttocks sticking up high, and he penetrated me from behind. Perhaps because of the consecutive ejaculations over the past two days, this time it lasted a long time. In my memory, my brother always managed to fuck me for a long time, using all sorts of positions until he ejaculated. The fastest he ever ejaculated was when we first met, he came into my mouth, then last night and this morning. I guess it might be because the feeling of having it inside my menstrual pussy is different; the time was slightly shorter than usual, but still close to an hour. But this time, my brother was unstoppable, not ejaculating at all. Plus, I was in a position with my legs spread and my back bent over on the toilet, which was really tiring. My arms and legs were sore and weak, and by the end, I felt my legs were trembling. But I still persevered, trying my best to shake my ass and respond to my brother's thrusts. As my brother was fucking me, he touched my pussy with his hand, then smeared the wet, warm stuff on my ass. I was imagining what my ass would look like when suddenly, "smack!" My brother's big hand slapped my fat ass hard again. I remember the first time we met, my brother did this while slapping my ass, which made me orgasm very quickly. Now my brother used the same trick again, hitting me while making me count, saying I had to hit him 100 times. So I counted while he hit me, muttering "I'll beat you to death, you little slut, you little bitch." I didn't know if I was excited or weak; it felt both good and bad, an indescribable feeling. Slowly, I felt like I was losing consciousness, like I was about to collapse, only able to scream, unable to count anymore. In the last thrust, my legs went weak and I knelt on the toilet seat. At that moment, my brother also began to ejaculate. My brother's spray gave me the last bit of strength, and I straightened my legs again, welcoming his lubrication. After he finished, my brother made me stay in the bent-over position, saying he wanted to take a picture of me with his phone. After a while, a wave of heat surged out. I looked down between my legs and saw a thick, white substance mixed with bright red flowing from my little cunt. Some dripped directly onto the floor, and some flowed down my thighs, a hot, itchy feeling. I felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed onto the wet, cold, hard floor. This was the most difficult lovemaking I'd ever had with my brother. It wasn't that it was uncomfortable, it was just incredibly exhausting. I felt like my brother was a bully, a horrible maniac, completely devoid of any tenderness. Towards the end, I barely conscious. My brother had to help me take a shower together and then carry me to bed. At that moment, I wanted to stretch out comfortably in bed, but I didn't want to leave my brother's embrace. We lay together, closed our eyes, and dozed off for a while to calm my exhausted body and mind. Although I was very tired, I didn't want to sleep; sleeping felt like a waste of time. My brother showed me the photos he'd taken. First, there was a picture of my plump, white buttocks, smeared with several streaks of red menstrual blood, and red marks left from his spanking. The following pictures showed me with my buttocks sticking out, thick white semen mixed with bright red menstrual blood dripping onto the floor and onto my snow-white thighs—a vivid, shockingly lewd sight. After two sexual encounters, perhaps because my brother thrust too hard, my menstrual flow increased significantly. This time, having sex during my period was physically punishing; for several days afterward, I felt discomfort in my vagina and a heavy feeling in my lower abdomen, and eventually had to take anti-inflammatory medication for a few days. I thought to myself that I couldn't be so reckless again, but when the moment came, I really wasn't sure if I could control myself, especially my brother's desire. Originally, I planned to stay an extra day, but because my period came early, I didn't have the energy to go sightseeing, and I was also afraid that my brother and I wouldn't be able to control ourselves during sex, so I changed my return date to an afternoon train. Before leaving, while resting and waiting at the hotel, my brother once again shoved his tireless, large penis into my mouth. I was afraid my brother would fuck my little cunt, but I also really wanted to suck his penis, because I didn't know when we would see each other again after this separation, so I sucked him very hard, and finally, he ejaculated in my mouth. This time, I consciously swallowed his semen in front of him, and even deliberately didn't rinse my mouth, saying I wanted to take his taste back with me. But every gain has its loss; after that, until we parted, he didn't kiss my lips again—that stinky brother! My brother and I have a habit of reminiscing about what happened after each meeting, what we did, how many times we made love, and even which positions we used and how many orgasms we had. However, it's really hard to count how many times I orgasmed; I can't even keep track. I only remember how many times he ejaculated, and we write it down in our shared journal. This time, we spent almost two days and two nights together. I checked the records, and he ejaculated seven times in total, plus a few times he didn't ejaculate during sex. Each time, his semen was plentiful and thick. I've been with several men, mostly younger than him, but none of them had as much or as thick a semen as him. I really don't know how he has so much semen; it's such a bargain for my little slut, no, my little mouth too. Next time, I guess it'll be my little asshole too. It was time to leave. My brother saw me off at Beijing Railway Station. I held his hand tightly the whole way. The moment of parting arrived, and I held back my tears, turning back every step of the way. My brother watched me reluctantly as I walked into the station. Even after I had gone quite a distance, I could still see him standing there, watching me. Although this reunion was short, every moment we spent together is deeply etched in my mind, from the very first time I met him…From kissing me on the street, to swallowing my brother's semen for the first time, to using a vibrator for the first time, to going out with the vibrator inside and my body empty, in elevators, in the subway, in parks, in movie theaters, to finally having sex during my period—these novel experiences gave me a taste of thrills, anxieties, panic, excitement, and intoxication. It was truly a sexually blissful trip to Beijing that left me breathless and pounding! I look forward to our next, even more wonderful and joyful reunion! Do you want to see Xiaomeng and her brother meet again? If so, please give Xiaomeng a "like" so she can get some excitement… [To be continued] wj522 Gold Coins +12 Thanks for sharing, the forum is more exciting with you!

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Xiaomeng Baby, a divorced female teacher, recounts her blissful sexual experiences in a 4-part series.

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