Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Victim's Confession - Chapter 656: A Woman of Unwavering Motion 4

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This vigorous, almost competitive attack aroused both Du Xiaoyue and me to the point of madness. I wanted nothing more than to keep my penis inside her mouth forever. She, too, only wanted me to insert my tongue, and from time to time, as if still unsatisfied, she would reach down and rub her vulva.
Even though I was completely absorbed in the moment, my mind was clearer than ever before. I even imagined various different scenes unfolding on the same floor, in the same room. Images of Ye Ziyan's allure, Liang Yuzhen's boldness, and Li Qiuyue's captivating charm flashed before my eyes, one after another, too numerous to mention.
Each woman flashed before my eyes, and I imagined the passion they were experiencing beneath other men, while their husbands toiled on other women. I could faintly hear their panting and see the men sweating profusely.
Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed through my mind, and everything shattered like fragments of a broken mirror, leaving only that pretty, virtuous figure. A pang of pain and guilt shot through my heart; seeing my own current state of depravity, I felt somewhat sorry for her. But soon, I couldn't help but think of her lying beneath Xia Run, enduring his thrusts, his endless desire. I couldn't help but wonder if she was experiencing pleasure and joy, or if she was thinking the same thing as me.
A sense of distress and irritability lingered in his heart, yet his desire burned even brighter than before. As he sucked and licked, he reached into the spring, probing, unsure whether he wanted to draw out the water or simply wanted to release his pent-up desires and seek revenge.
Du Xiaoyue seemed to enjoy the passion and intensity, gripping and sucking the dragon's root even harder, occasionally letting out soft moans, her hips pressing down repeatedly. We both felt each other's passion, panting heavily.
Whether from unbearable stimulation or impending climax, she suddenly straightened up and sat on my face, rubbing against it rapidly as if rubbing a dragon's root. Her snow-white buttocks pressed completely against my face, making me feel a little suffocated. Gasps kept escaping from her mouth, while one hand continued to knead her bouncing breasts.
Before long, a warm flow came down. Knowing what was happening, I immediately shut my mouth, but she continued to sway. The wetness rubbed down her buttocks and onto most of my cheeks, and a strong, lewd smell filled my nostrils. Strangely, instead of feeling disgusted, it stimulated me so much that my face turned red and I stood erect like a pillar. If I were to turn over now, I could definitely use it to practice handstands.
Unable to resist any longer, I reached out and helped her up, lost in her own world, guiding her downwards. Although it was stimulating and pleasurable, she understood and craved even more internal merging. Her inner chambers were already prepared, and I easily slid in. The moment she sat down, the sensation of my dragon entering her pool was exhilarating, soaking her entire being, pulling me back from the brink of death.
I don't know whether to call her impatient or understanding. Before I could even move, she braced herself on my knees and began to slap her hips rapidly. She was still facing away from me, her hair flying, the light shining on her snowy back like a shimmering lake, reflecting light.
I reached out soothingly, my hands roaming over her snowy back and thighs. Occasionally, she would lightly bite the corner of her mouth and glance back at me, her intoxicated expression and trembling eyelashes making me feel unbearably hot, wanting only to take more and conquer her.
She was equally impatient, lifting herself up and squatting between my legs as if defecating. This allowed her to exert more force, at a faster pace, and with greater power. Soon, the sounds of slapping and popping filled my ears, and her panting and moans grew increasingly intense.
It's hard to say whether to attribute it to the abundance of her celestial abode or her exceptional ability to regulate the body. The nectar flowing from her abode not only nourished our bodies but also warmed our minds and souls. Lying in bed, one could even clearly see the nectar flowing from her abode, down her genitals to between her legs, splashing out with each downward thrust, accompanied by a crackling sound. Under the lamplight, it resembled tiny, shimmering pearls.
The nectar quickly soaked her buttocks and spread between my legs, looking like a layer of honey. As she pressed down, our flesh seemed to stick together. When she lifted her buttocks, there were also strands of water connecting us.
I had never seen anything like it before. The excitement made my eyes widen; I didn't want to miss a single moment. This effortless pleasure filled me with joy and excitement. I gradually entered a state of heightened enjoyment; each time she pressed down, my body tensed, and a tingling sensation spread throughout my body.
I reached out and supported her slender waist, helping her lift up before pressing her down heavily. The pressure made her tense up as if electrocuted, letting out a soft, cat-like meow. Sparks danced between our bodies, and our spirits began to revolve.
She wanted to immerse herself in this beautiful scenery forever, but good times never last. A woman's stamina is ultimately limited, and with this kind of game, a woman's body easily becomes weak from stimulation. She gradually lost strength, and although her body felt empty and she desperately craved more, she could no longer sway and twist as quickly and forcefully as she had at the beginning.
She too began to feel unsatisfied, turning back to look at me with an unspoken expression in her eyes. If it were just a moment ago, I would definitely have teased her further, but now, my empty body compelled me to react immediately.
I pulled my legs up, gently pressed her back, and immediately changed positions. The surging desire, coupled with my initial dismissive words, made me want to teach her a lesson. To prevent her escape, I gripped her soft, white buttocks tightly, thrusting rapidly before withdrawing.
In just a few seconds, dozens of impacts followed, and she trembled and swayed like a speck of dust in an earthquake. Soon, her moans became rapid and sharp, and her hands could no longer support her body as she collapsed limply onto the bed.
To make her more comfortable, and for better intercourse and experience, I lowered my hips and helped her turn over. Her eyes were half-closed, limp as cooked noodles. Seeing her like this, I smiled smugly. Knowing I was doing it on purpose, she wrinkled her nose in feigned indignation.
I suddenly remembered a trick I'd "accidentally" stumbled upon a few days ago: have her lie on her back, I kneel beneath her, hands on the bed at an angle, and slowly slide in. The description said this would allow penetration into the dantian, and that women who tried it said it was fantastic. Now it's time to give it a try.
At first, I wasn't sure and just wanted to try it out. But when I probed inside, she tensed up as if startled, reflexively clenched her fingers, and stared at me blankly. Knowing I had succeeded, I was overjoyed. Before, I only knew how to press down on her and exert force; I had no idea there was such a method.
This unexpected discovery excited me, and I continued to tentatively withdraw, pressing down. She trembled slightly again as if electrocuted; the reaction was strange, like flipping a switch, an electric current coursing through her body, causing her to react involuntarily. If it was just an accident at first, now she was certain.
She looked at me with surprise and question, but I didn't have time to explain. I began to thrust rhythmically, gradually increasing the frequency. In just a few moments, she tightened her body, clinging to me like an octopus.
This face-to-face interaction, watching her gradually become engrossed and absorbed, was truly exhilarating. I soon discovered that not only when she spoke, but whenever she opened her mouth, this woman's expressions matched perfectly; when she frowned, she would always bite her lip, and when she chuckled, she would always blink.
Both my body and my expression brought me joy. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the television seemed to be entering its final stage, with constant, agonizing screams and cries, like a demonic siren driving me forward, relentlessly pushing onward.
Perhaps it was hitting the mark, or perhaps it was the continuous, rapid thrusting, but a blush quickly rose to her cheeks. She slowly descended into madness, sometimes stretching her neck as if she couldn't bear it, supporting her body with her head, sometimes struggling angrily, and sometimes clinging tightly to me, kissing and biting me wildly on my chest and arms.
A woman's reaction is the greatest praise and motivation for a man. His lower body was already soaked, the opening unlike anything he'd ever experienced before; with her sudden tightening of her waist, it closed completely, feeling like a black hole, constantly sucking him in, forcing him to submit. Even the mighty Golden Cudgel couldn't withstand such attrition, quickly becoming gleaming and unbearably hot.
I stared intently at her, and she clenched her teeth, looking back at me. We both understood the meaning in each other's eyes. I quickened my pace, launching into the final sprint. She wrapped her legs around my waist so that we could penetrate even deeper.
Each collision was like a hammer blow striking a newly forged sword, lava splashing everywhere, leaving us drenched in sweat. Every impact sent shivers down our spines, as if everything around us was singing and dancing in response.
I forgot how much time had passed, or how many times I had been hit. With a scream, my fingernails dug deep into my flesh, and the black hole suddenly accelerated its rotation. For some reason, no torrent surged out. I had already reached my limit; I couldn't withstand this kind of stimulation. I was pulled in by the powerful suction, my whole body trembling.
The nectar kept flowing out, but that black hole was a bottomless pit. It not only absorbed but also dissolved all matter. No matter how much the Snapdragon tried to absorb and expel it, it was all sucked up completely, leaving not a trace. If I hadn't been holding on so desperately, perhaps even the Snapdragon would have been sucked in.
I was quite surprised, but her reaction was rather strange; she gritted her teeth and supported herself, as if she was in great pain.
"What's wrong?" Forgetting all about enjoying myself, I brushed aside her hair, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked with concern.
She bit her lip and clenched her fists, as if she hadn't heard anything and gave no response whatsoever.
"Hey, Du Xiaoyue, are you alright?" I asked, a little worried, as I gently patted her cheek.
After patting her a few times, she suddenly turned to look at me, exhaled a gasp, and her whole body relaxed. A belated torrent suddenly erupted, destroying everything in its path.
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