[Urban] A Chronicle of Lust and Passion (Complete) - 16

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IV. The alluring Jasmine

Now, the beautiful prostitute Jasmine is tightly embraced, her lips touching in a passionate kiss. She reaches out to respond, her heart fluttering with desire.

"Mmm!" Jasmine feels a nimble tongue swirling in her mouth, a warm hand caressing her buttocks and back, while my hard object presses against her lower abdomen… She can't help but blush and feel hot. Jasmine involuntarily twists her whole body, bending her thighs and rubbing them lightly against my side.

Even through her clothes, I can feel Jasmine's firm, elastic flesh pressed against her chest, deforming and trembling from the pressure and friction. I pull my hands back, pressing my thumbs upwards against Jasmine's lower abdomen, rubbing and moving them upwards. When the curve of my palms meets the lower part of her breasts, I try to gently lift and tease them in a circular motion.

Jasmine seems unable to resist such provocation; waves of throbbing stir deep within her vagina, warm currents flowing out like a feather brushing against the skin. Jasmine involuntarily tightened her anus and clenched her vulva, gently swaying her lower limbs to rub her labia together. She felt an electric shock, sending a chill through her body. Jasmine felt the love juices flowing from her vagina, down her thighs and calves…

In the dizziness of lust, Jasmine felt as if she were floating on clouds, seemingly hearing a soft, rustling sound, but she paid no attention. When she felt her nipples being held by two hot lips, she opened her eyes slightly and realized she was completely naked. Looking further, she saw me, head bowed, sucking on her nipples, my bare, slightly sweaty back revealing my own nakedness.

The thought of being completely exposed, facing her beloved openly, filled Jasmine with both joy and shyness. My effective teasing had given her immense pleasure, making her weak and swaying. Seeing this, I quickly wrapped my arms around Jasmine's soft waist, lifted her up, and lifted her feet off the ground. Jasmine naturally lifted her legs, wrapping them around my waist, "hanging" on me like an octopus.

My mouth was still on Jasmine's breasts; my erect penis was pressed against Jasmine's buttocks. As I moved, my penis bounced and rubbed against Jasmine's buttocks with each step. Jasmine, in the throes of passion, kissed my cheeks, ears, and shoulders frantically, even leaving light bite marks on my shoulder flesh.

I gently placed Jasmine on the bed and sat beside her. At this moment, Jasmine's eyes were slightly closed, her lips were half-open, her face was flushed as if reflecting a furnace, her legs were tightly crossed, one hand covering her vulva, the edge of her palm revealing curly hair; the other hand was across her chest, rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her snow-white, soft skin, smooth and flawless, stood out against the crimson mattress like jade and lacquer, making my heart race and my desire surge uncontrollably.

I moved Jasmine's hand away from her vulva, revealing the vulva of a mature woman. From the thick, curly downy hair, two plump, tender labia were visible, their pink edges turning bright red in the middle. The glistening light showed that the inside was wet. I couldn't resist touching Jasmine's crotch. Jasmine instinctively flinched slightly; it was an animal's instinct to protect its vital organs. But she stopped abruptly, remembering that the other person was my beloved.

Jasmine squinted at my penis, fiercely erect, veins bulging, glans a deep red, trembling provocatively. Jasmine reached out her small hand and gently grasped it, feeling its heat and hardness. She couldn't help but gently stroke it up and down, as if soothing a raging beast.

I placed my palm on the slightly raised area between Jasmine's legs, feeling the smooth, moist touch. I gently kneaded and teased the cleft of her labia with my slightly bent middle finger. Jasmine turned her head, shifted, and thrust in response. Her clitoris began to swell and harden, and her lovemaking continued unabated, wetting her vulva, my palm, and a large patch of the sheets.

I seemed unable to restrain myself any longer. I impatiently rolled over and pressed myself against Jasmine, holding my hard penis against the cleft of her labia. Overwhelmed by lust, Jasmine felt weak all over and only let out a soft "Mmm!"

I rotated my penis around the entrance a few times, then slowly began to push forward. I felt the entrance was tight and difficult to penetrate, and then I realized that Jasmine was still a virgin. Once I understood, I dared not force my way in. Instead, I used my feet to spread Jasmine's legs, opening her vagina as wide as possible. Then, I rotated my hips, rubbing my glans against the entrance, and slowly pushed in.

When the head of my penis first touched the entrance, Jasmine felt a little nervous, even experiencing a slight stinging sensation. However, when I changed from insertion to gentle grinding, Jasmine immediately felt my tenderness and gratitude.

But this rubbing made Jasmine feel an unbearable unease inside, even more so than the initial stinging pain. So, she gently twisted her waist in coordination with the grinding motion of my penis. Unexpectedly, with this movement, my penis, lubricated by her vaginal fluid, "whoosh!" the entire glans squeezed into the entrance, perfectly positioned at the opening.

"Mmm!" My glans was tightly enveloped by the warm, wet walls of her vagina; "Ah!" Jasmine felt her vagina being stretched open, a slight pain mixed with a comfortable fullness.

Seeing my glans inside, I relaxed, adding a little more force, slowly pushing my penis further in, using the gentlest and most gentle movements, attempting to let Jasmine experience the blissful climax of sex with the least amount of pain. This allowed the nerve cells in my penis to clearly feel every bump and fold in Jasmine's vagina.

Despite my gentle movements, Jasmine, as a virgin, inevitably experienced the pain of her first time, but this stinging pain was quickly replaced by the pleasure and excitement of my penis filling her. Moreover, the rolling heat deep within her vagina made the area around her uterus unbearably itchy, wishing my penis would quickly press against her sensitive spot to relieve the itch. She involuntarily arched her lower body, twisting her waist, waves of pleasure filling her entire body and coursing through her limbs, causing her to convulse, tremble, and moan…

When my glans felt it reach its deepest point, I felt my entire penis being tightly enveloped by warm, moist flesh. Although only my penis was completely enveloped, I felt as if my whole body was being enveloped, utterly powerless. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and quietly savored this heavenly pleasure, gathering the energy for the next move.

“Oh!” The pleasure of being filled by my penis stirred Jasmine’s latent lust. She wrapped her arms tightly around my back, pressed her cherry lips to my mouth, and deeply sucked on them. Jasmine’s tongue forced my lips open, and her tongue continued to penetrate my mouth. Under this passionate “French kiss,” I began to slowly thrust my penis in and out.

I felt as if all my mental energy was concentrated in my penis. The thrusting penis constantly received compressive forces from all directions, making it seem as if it was about to burst under the pressure, causing me to thrust faster and faster. Jasmine's hips twisted faster and faster, her moans growing louder, waves of pleasure slowly pushing her to the pinnacle of earthly bliss.

I felt Jasmine's vagina becoming increasingly slippery, and the thrusting became smoother. Involuntarily, I quickened my movements like galloping horses, making the "plop! plop!" sounds almost continuous, without interruption.

Suddenly, I felt my penis swelling, and my scrotum tingling. Before a low growl could finish, "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" Streams of hot semen shot out in succession.

"Ah..." Jasmine's uterine walls felt as if they had been violently impacted, as streams of warm semen followed, scalding her internal organs, causing her to convulse. "Mmm..." Jasmine let out another wanton moan, her vaginal walls contracting rhythmically and rapidly, a surge of hot fluid rushing from her uterus. The stimulation of the orgasm made Jasmine seem dizzy, her long fingernails unconsciously scratching several marks on my back.

I lay limp on Jasmine's body, still slowly twisting my hips with lingering pleasure. This thrusting was different from an orgasm; an orgasm brings instant pleasure, while this post-orgasm thrusting of my penis inside her vagina allowed both of us to maintain pleasure for a long time.

"Huff...shh...huff...shh..." We both breathed deeply, letting the sweat soak our skin. Neither of us wanted to move, tired and weary, both mixed with the relief after the orgasm; we just wanted to close our eyes and let the orgasm fade away in a half-dreaming, half-awake state...

Jasmine was applying makeup and lipstick when I gave her a passionate kiss; she responded fervently.

I plunged my tongue into her lips, sucking her saliva, while my right hand caressed her nipples and my left hand pulled down her robe. Jasmine, now middle-aged, was slightly plump, but her muscles, well-maintained, were still snow-white and soft. On her slightly sagging breasts, dark areolas supported swollen nipples. Thick, dark downy hairs revealed the slightly moist, protruding clitoris.

I stroked the clitoris with my fingers, and Jasmine trembled slightly, breathing heavily and moaning softly. I then buried my head in Jasmine's chest, feeling her trembling with my cheek, inhaling her fragrance with my nose, and sucking on her nipples with my lips and tongue, letting her be completely intoxicated by this enchanting scene.

With my face pressed against Jasmine's breasts, I hastily removed my clothes, then rolled over and lay on top of her, supporting myself with my hands as we gazed at each other. At that moment, Jasmine's delicate face was flushed with a rosy blush, making her appear even more alluring.

Jasmine cooperated by spreading her legs, positioning me between them, then wriggled to open her vaginal opening. I reached down, guiding my erect penis to her moist vulva, and with a slight thrust, my penis slid in halfway. As I entered her soft, warm vagina, I felt a wriggling sensation, as if it were chewing, the pleasurable pressure on my penis instantly coursing through my body.

I thrust slowly, the vaginal walls a little loose, yet allowing my glans to feel a smooth, pleasurable sensation. With each full insertion, I could feel her trembling with excitement and her soft, labored breathing. As I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, her moans grew louder, and the bed creaked in response.

Although it was Mid-Autumn Festival, the night was cool and still, but Jasmine's face was covered in tiny beads of sweat from her soft, rapid breathing; her swaying breasts were also glistening with her husband's sweat. The buds on Jasmine's breasts seemed to touch and rub against my chest like fingertips.

Suddenly, Jasmine hugged me tightly, her whole body trembling violently, arching her lower body high, her rapid breathing punctuated by deep moans from her throat. I felt my penis enveloped in waves of heat, knowing she had reached her climax. I released my climax, thrusting violently a few times, and then, with a thud and trembling, ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

I lay on my back on the bed, leaning against the inside of her; Jasmine faced me, pressed close to my chest, her head resting on my chest, her sleepy, alluring eyes gazing at the penis I was stroking in my hand—my large, erect, red-headed jade rod. Jasmine savored the pleasure of our first night together, sometimes smiling sweetly, sometimes looking tenderly. Suddenly, Jasmine felt a surge of desire, her body stirring again, her hands gripping my penis tightly, stroking it continuously.

I turned my head to look at Jasmine's face; her eyes were filled with spring, her pink neck lowered, her smile radiant, and my penis was in her hand, stroking it continuously; she was now completely naked, her breasts heaving slightly, her nipples gently touching her chest. Jasmine's snow-white thighs pressed against my lower body, rubbing back and forth. With each movement, the dark downy hair beneath her flat stomach was faintly visible, making it increasingly mesmerizing to look at.

As my lust continued to rise, one hand reached down to caress Jasmine's breasts; the other hand stroked her smooth back. Jasmine's moans grew louder, and her lower body twisted more and more violently, until finally her entire vulva was like a brush, rubbing against my thighs, the lustful fluid from her vulva wetting my thighs.

Jasmine's lust seemed to reach its peak, and suddenly she transformed into a frenzied harlot, flipping over, spreading her jade-like legs, guiding my penis to her vulva: "Mmm!" she let out and sat down: "Plop!" My penis slid in completely without resistance.

Jasmine felt a slight sting at the entrance of her vagina, but immediately the pleasure and fullness of my penis hitting her clitoris filled her entire body, sending a shiver down her spine. Jasmine leaned forward slightly, her hands supporting her on either side of me. She slowly raised her hips, then slowly sat down, allowing my penis to slide in and out of her vagina.

I watched Jasmine's clumsy movements, her breasts swaying back and forth. By simply propping my head up, I could see the point where our bodies were joined. I found it both pleasurable and pleasing to the eye, and involuntarily thrust my hips in sync with Jasmine's movements. Jasmine's movements became increasingly skilled and faster.

Her swaying breasts brushed against my chest with each movement, and when our skin was gently touched, we both shuddered and let out a soft groan. Jasmine's labia changed shape with each thrust of my penis, each time releasing a little vaginal fluid that soaked and glistened our pubic hair.

Suddenly, Jasmine gasped for breath, straightening her body, tossing her loose hair, and tilting her head back, whimpering soft moans. Before I could understand, I felt my penis being overwhelmed by waves of heat, a tingling sensation running through my body. My legs straightened, my penis trembled, and a gush of hot semen shot out, shooting deep into Jasmine's core.

"Mmm!" With a blissful, satisfied moan, Jasmine went limp on top of me again, feeling even more fluid gushing from her vagina. Combined with my penis and semen, her vagina was overflowing, the intense pleasure lingering long after the orgasm...

I saw Jasmine, heavily made up and with lipstick, bathed in the candlelight, her willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, crimson lips, and peach-blossom face captivating.

I gently helped Jasmine undress for bed. Jasmine, though shy, was fearless and naturally helped her husband undress as well. Gazing at Jasmine's reclining, exquisitely beautiful body, my hand, yearning to touch her, trembled slightly, a hint of trepidation in my gaze.

I tenderly stroked Jasmine's cheek, causing her to flinch, her cheeks flushing even more. Jasmine's eyes were half-open, her lips slightly parted; the tension, joy, and happiness made her heart race, causing the buds on her breasts to tremble. My slightly rough palm caressed her soft, delicate skin, making Jasmine feel a ticklish, slightly stinging sensation. Jasmine seemed to hear a moan escaping from within.

I gently moved Jasmine's hands away from her chest, softly caressing the base of her breasts. My palms brushed across her nipples, plunging Jasmine's already intoxicated thoughts into a blissful dizziness. A ticklish, itchy sensation shot from her chest to the top of her head and down to her lower abdomen. Jasmine felt as if a fire was igniting in her lower abdomen, the heat slowly spreading, causing beads of sweat to appear on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

My hands caressed an increasingly larger area, my fingertips occasionally lightly touching the edge of the downy hair on Jasmine's mons pubis. The inexperienced Jasmine felt a surge of excitement, a strange, stimulating sensation that made her involuntarily twist her legs and rub them together.

My gaze fell upon Jasmine's pair of snow-white, delicate legs, scrutinizing the exquisite sight between her legs. Her vulva was covered in thick, curly pubic hair, extending from her mons pubis down to her labia. Between her thick labia was a slender slit, within which nestled a tender, pink clitoris.

I parted Jasmine's labia with my fingers, revealing a peach-pink flesh beneath, glistening with sticky moisture. Jasmine blushed shyly, her moans like the soft song of a nightingale. My fingers gently slid into the slit of Jasmine's vulva, slipping into her vagina along the slippery surface. It felt tight, slippery, and warm inside. I felt my blood boil, a surge of heat rushing down my body, causing my already erect penis to throb and swell even more.

"Ah!" A slight stinging sensation made Jasmine moan softly as my finger entered her vaginal opening, but then she felt an intense itch all over her body, causing her thighs to sway slightly. I inserted my finger a little deeper, finding it tight and restrictive, with no room to maneuver. Even inserting just one finger caused Jasmine to tremble in pain. I pulled my finger out and saw that it was wet and glistening.

By this time, I was unbearably aroused. I quickly rolled over and pressed myself against Jasmine, my penis aimed at her vaginal opening, and with a forceful push, just as the head of my penis entered, Jasmine cried out, "Ah!"

My lust was unquenchable; waves of intense pleasure surged from the head of my penis, making me unable to resist pushing it in a little further.

I then slowly thrust in and out of my penis. After dozens of thrusts, Jasmine felt numb all over, her saliva increased dramatically, and the stinging pain subsided, replaced by an intense itching sensation. Jasmine felt her narrow vagina completely filled; the hot penis seemed to be searing the vaginal walls, making her feel numb and itchy, her limbs weak, while her uterus stirred restlessly, waves of heat surging forth like a stampede of horses.

The lubricating fluids from my thrusts, aided by the lubrication, gradually penetrated deeper, the friction becoming increasingly pleasurable. I couldn't help but thrust hard, inserting my five-inch-long penis fully into Jasmine's vagina. "Oh..." She bit her lower lip, trembling all over, feeling a swelling in her lower abdomen, a swelling that was also comfortable and wonderful. Although there was still a slight pain, it was no match for the rising lust, and she twisted her waist to cooperate.

Since Jasmine was getting into the swing of things, I thrust even more vigorously, like charging into battle. Jasmine was made to moan softly, like a nightingale, her cries of joy and sorrow growing louder with her rapid breathing, until finally she was almost screaming hoarsely. Jasmine's waves of orgasm made the peristalsis and contractions of her vaginal walls stronger and more obvious, until finally they were almost sucking and chewing on my penis.

I felt a tingling numbness in my lower back and scrotum; my penis was throbbing and swelling, and I knew that my semen was about to be released. So I hugged Jasmine tightly, pressing my lower body against hers, changing the thrusting motion to a grinding motion, and then streams of hot semen gushed out.

The scalding heat of the yang essence on Jasmine's uterus brought a wave of blissful sensation, a dazed and ethereal feeling, and her mind

went blank before she fainted. I couldn't help but pull Jasmine's fragrant body into my broad embrace. Jasmine tilted her head slightly, then shyly closed her eyes. Looking at her rosy cheeks and cherry lips, I felt a surge of excitement and slowly lowered my head to press my lips to hers. As our

lips rubbed together, Jasmine closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and wrapped her arms around my neck; I bent down, embracing her slender waist tightly. Our passionate kiss intensified our emotions. The girl's fragrance stirred my deepest desires; her strong arms gave Jasmine a sense of security and reliability.

As if by unspoken agreement, we both reached for each other's clothes almost simultaneously. Aside from the movements of our hands and bodies, allowing the clothes to slip down, our lips remained pressed together. Our naked bodies pressed together, the pleasure of our skin against each other made my blood boil, and I couldn't help but knead Jasmine's buttocks vigorously. The elastic and soft touch sent a jolt through me.

"Mmm!" Jasmine's face flushed red as she watched me move my lips and tongue, licking her cleavage, her eyes revealing a strange light. Jasmine reached out and held the back of my head, twisting her upper body so her breasts touched my cheeks; the ticklish, pleasurable sensation made her nipples gradually harden.

My hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, slid down, stopping between Jasmine's buttocks, and I gently moved my fingers there. When my fingers touched Jasmine's vulva, I felt it was slippery and wet. At this point, I could no longer restrain myself; I lifted Jasmine from her buttocks and carried her to sit on the edge of the bed.

Jasmine lay supine with her head in and feet out. I positioned myself on the edge of the bed, spread her legs slightly, and squatted down, then, using the "old man pushing a cart" position, inserted my swollen penis into her honey hole. A soft "plop" and a soft "ah!" escaped Jasmine's lips. A feeling of fullness filled her vagina, and her vaginal opening felt slightly stinging from the strain of my penis.

My penis was only halfway in when I felt how narrow and tight Jasmine's vagina was, gripping my penis with immense pleasure. Based on the position, I held the initiative, using short, gentle thrusts, eliciting continuous moans and a constant flow of vaginal fluid from Jasmine. With the gradual relaxation of her vagina and the increased lubrication from her fluids, my penis penetrated deeper and deeper, inch by inch.

I felt the thrusting becoming smoother and the friction more intense. Then, I supported Jasmine's knees with my arms, and with my hands supporting her waist, I withdrew my penis to the entrance. I focused my energy into my dantian, channeling it into my penis, and with a sharp exhale, thrust in. A loud "whoosh!" echoed as my penis slammed into Jasmine's cervix with force and speed!

"Ah..." My deep thrust nearly made Jasmine faint. She felt as if my penis was piercing her body, pressing against her throat, causing her body to tremble violently; her moans and groans became hoarse and muffled.

I couldn't help but let out an "Oh!" I felt my penis being tightly gripped, almost suffocating, and the numbness, tingling, and itching sensation throughout my body was incredibly pleasurable. The desire for even greater pleasure drove me to thrust like a warrior charging into battle.

Jasmine's body was limp and powerless, allowing me to do as I pleased. With each powerful thrust, her body rose upwards; her high, firm breasts trembled. Jasmine tossed her loose hair, the ends sticking to her sweaty forehead and cheeks, giving her a wild and alluring beauty.

Suddenly, I let out a low growl, and streams of hot semen shot out from the tip of my uncontrollably throbbing penis. The scalding heat of the fluid, combined with the relentless thrusting, made Jasmine feel her vagina was both hot and full, with an intensifying pressure like a pump.

"Ah! Hmm! Ah! Ya! Ah..." Jasmine arched her back and twisted her body in a series of screams, her explosive orgasm feeling like the sky was falling. As she slowly recovered from the dizziness of the orgasm, she realized that I was resting my head on her chest, lying on top of her, breathing heavily; my penis was still reluctant to leave her honey pot, only slightly limp; semen, vaginal fluid, and sweat had soaked her buttocks, back, and the mattress...

Jasmine was spraying perfume, applying powder, and putting on lipstick, and I smelled a familiar fragrance wafting into my nostrils, gradually arousing my emotions. I held Jasmine tightly around the waist with one hand, pressing her soft body against my chest; with the other, I lifted her chin, gently raising her alluring face, and kissed her slightly parted cherry lips deeply. Sometimes I slipped my tongue into Jasmine's mouth, touching her teeth and entwining it with her tender tongue; sometimes I playfully sucked on the tip of her tongue, like a greedy baby sipping her saliva.

Jasmine's breathing grew heavy. My passionate kiss and the intense atmosphere made her feel almost suffocated. Jasmine gently pushed me away, gasped for breath, her face flushed, and said shyly, "Aren't you tired... just now... wasn't enough..." Jasmine's voice trailed off.

My eyes were fixed on Jasmine's face, overflowing with boundless love, and I said gently, "No, not enough! Even if I hold you like this forever, I still feel it's not enough. Jasmine, you're so captivating!" Jasmine

giggled and said, "You're so cheeky!" Her small fist landed lightly on my firm chest.

Suddenly, I became mischievous and whispered, "Oh dear! Murdering your husband!" With that, I chuckled and pulled Jasmine down onto the bed.

I rested my head on my arm, glancing sideways at Jasmine beside me, one hand on each of her breasts. I admired her like a work of art, watching her full breasts rise and fall gently with her breath.

Jasmine, seeing my lustful gaze, blushed even more, casually covering her chest with her hand, saying, "So embarrassing..." Her alluring posture was enough to intoxicate anyone who saw her.

I couldn't resist such temptation. I reached out and removed Jasmine's hand, which was merely a feigned attempt to cover, and casually opened her blouse, revealing her firm, towering breasts. I lowered my head and took Jasmine's nipple into my mouth.

I teased her passionately, sometimes with my lips, sometimes with my tongue, while my palms pressed against Jasmine's vulva, caressing her. "Mmm!" Waves of ticklish sensations washed over Jasmine, causing her to writhe and tremble. Her eyes were glazed with desire, and she moaned softly, "Oh...oh...no...don't...don't lick anymore...ah...it's so itchy..." Her wanton demeanor was a stark contrast to her usual quiet and virtuous self.

I licked and kissed her delicate breasts for a while, then moved my lips over Jasmine's body, sometimes her pink neck and fragrant shoulders; sometimes her lower abdomen and navel; my fingers even probed into her moist, warm vulva. Jasmine was aroused by my teasing, waves of heat surging forth, and the fluids made her vulva feel like it was crawling with insects, unbearably itchy. Jasmine moaned wantonly, "Oh...Li Lang...I...I want..."

Upon hearing Jasmine's lewd moans, I too felt a surge of lust. I pressed myself against her, licking her earlobe while rubbing my hard penis against her vulva. The tender flesh of Jasmine's labia seemed to feel the heat of my penis, making her feel hot all over. The occasional touch of my penis and glans against the clitoris sent waves of pleasurable shivers down Jasmine's spine.

Jasmine seemed unable to bear the torment of my penis not penetrating her opening, so she reached out and grasped it, aiming it at her entrance while pleading, "Quick...quick...put it in...mmm...put it in...ah..." When my penis touched her opening, Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, then thrust her hips forward, her vagina swallowing half of my penis.

"Ah...good...so good...oh..." Jasmine's voice was tingling, and her arms tightened around my shoulders!

As my penis entered Jasmine's body, a wave of overwhelming pleasure washed over me, leaving me feeling utterly drained. I placed all my weight on her, thrusting my hips in and out. My penis slid effortlessly through Jasmine's wet, slippery vagina, the head of my penis rubbing and scraping against her vaginal walls. The tight, gripping friction was an indescribable pleasure.

I gradually propped myself up with my hands, channeling all my strength into our lower body, as if galloping across a vast plain, gradually increasing my speed and force. With each thrust, Jasmine let out moans, straining to arch her back and hips, grinding in circles; her breasts swayed incessantly, beads of sweat glistening on her trembling nipples.

Jasmine's moans grew louder, until they were almost screams and shouts, then she convulsed and stiffened, her hands gripping my neck tightly. I thrust forward with all my might, and with a low growl, an indescribable pleasure erupted as streams of semen gushed from my penis, surging into my uterus like a whirlwind.

In the morning, Jasmine let her long, cascading hair down, combing it in front of the mirror, savoring the memory of our second passionate encounter the previous night. A blush crept onto her face, making her appear exceptionally beautiful against the backdrop of a peony by the window.

Jasmine offered me her cherry lips, her actions almost frantic; she kissed my face relentlessly; she removed my clothes, kissing my chest and abdomen, leaving fragrant lip prints all over my body; her soft, delicate hands teased my penis and scrotum.

I squinted in pleasure, calling out, "Oh... Jasmine... my wife... um... um..." My hands were busy undressing Jasmine. Jasmine loosened her hair, tossing it around with a "whoosh!" Her flowing hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down to

her waist. Her beautiful body, captivating and mesmerizing, resembled a jade fairy, drawing my gaze. I moved closer, my left arm tightly around Jasmine, kissing her; my right hand lifted her left leg, my erect penis positioned directly at her entrance.

With a slight thrust, it slid smoothly into her wet, lustful depths. "Mmm...mmm...Li Lang...good...mmm...so deep...mmm..." Jasmine's arms encircled my neck, her body rising and falling with each powerful thrust, her full breasts pressed against my chest.

"Mmm...mmm...Li Lang...I...can't take it...ah...mmm..." Jasmine rested her head on my shoulder, whispering softly in my ear. I thrust powerfully, seemingly supporting Jasmine's weight solely with my penis, leaving her feeling utterly exhausted and weak. One leg she was using to support her trembled violently; had it not been for my embrace, she would likely have collapsed to the ground.

Jasmine arched her head back, screaming weakly. She was experiencing multiple orgasms from my penetration, her juices flowing freely, the abundant wetness running down her thighs. Jasmine pleaded, "...Li...Li...Li Lang...I can't...I can't take it anymore..."

Though she said she couldn't take it, she raised her legs, wrapping them around my waist and hips, clinging to me.

I held Jasmine's buttocks tightly, pressing our bodies even closer, then walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. She was now dizzy. I simply let my penis soak in her warm vagina, feeling the massage-like contractions of the vaginal walls, enjoying a different kind of tranquil pleasure; my hands gently caressed Jasmine's delicate skin.

I licked Jasmine's lipstick with my lips, and my caresses and kisses aroused her desire. Only then did Jasmine realize that my penis was still deeply inside her, and her face flushed again, her emotions rising rapidly like a gust of wind. Jasmine gently pushed me onto the bed, straddling my chest with her back to me, and lowered her head to take my thick, erect penis into

her mouth. "Ah...oh...so good...mmm..." I felt my penis being sucked by warm lips; being rubbed by soft tongues, waves of tingling, numbness, and itching shooting through my body. While licking and sucking my penis, Jasmine rubbed her vulva against my chest back and forth. As the range of motion widened, the amount of her vaginal fluid left on my chest increased, becoming more and more lubricated.

I could clearly see Jasmine's red vaginal opening opening and closing like breathing; the sticky wetness covering her vulva was like a glistening protective film. Almost frantically, I pulled Jasmine's waist and hips closer, pressing her vulva against my face, rubbing her labia with my lips; probing her honeyed opening with my tongue; and even swallowing her flowing fluids.

Jasmine reached out and hugged me, letting me press tightly against her, then lay back on the bed, and I, of course, was pulled onto her body.

I felt the beauty beneath me, her body soft and boneless; even through her clothes, I could feel the tenderness and warmth of her skin, especially the two full mounds pressed against her chest, which seemed to possess infinite elasticity. I began my assault, first using my tongue to pry open Jasmine's teeth, then inserting my tongue into her mouth and stirring it around, swallowing each other's saliva, making "tsk! tsk! tsk! tsk!" sounds, as if savoring a delicious treat.

The passionate kiss left Jasmine somewhat dazed and intoxicated. In her hazy state, she felt a hard object pressing against her vulva. Even through her clothes, the object seemed to know its way around, rubbing against the opening and clitoris. Jasmine quickly realized what it was and felt a wave of shyness. A warm sensation arose in her vagina, slowly flowing from her uterus, warming the vaginal walls—it felt wonderful.

My lips left Jasmine's cherry lips, but instead roamed over her cheeks, ears, and neck. My hands gently untied the knot on Jasmine's belt, then parted her clothes to reveal her fair breasts. Her two full breasts bounced high, their pink nipples hard and erect. I gently traced the base of her breasts with my fingernails, slowly tracing the peaks.

My movements as I undressed were so gentle that Jasmine, lost in the kiss, was completely unaware. It wasn't until she felt fingers tickling her chest that she suddenly realized she was naked from the waist up, letting out a soft, shy moan. She also felt an unprecedented desire slowly rising within her. When Jasmine felt her nipples being pinched, she shivered as if a cool breeze had swept over her, and felt her wetness already staining her buttocks and back.

I looked at Jasmine with her eyes closed, the blush on her face and neck lingering, and at her lips, much redder than usual. The passionate kiss from before replayed in my mind. Finally, I couldn't resist and lowered my head to take that rosebud-like nipple into my mouth.

Jasmine let out another soft moan, covering her face with her hands, but thrusting her chest forward, sending a numbing sensation through her body as if electrocuted by my lips and tongue. The dizziness in her head and the trembling of her skin revealed Jasmine's psychological and physiological needs, as well as her extreme pleasure. Jasmine began to make "uh...uh..." sounds in her throat, her body struggling, turning, and twisting, her hands occasionally tugging at my clothes.

I almost roughly pulled at the lower half of Jasmine's clothes, and Jasmine naturally squeezed her legs together, then slowly loosened them, slightly raising her body, allowing me to easily remove her dress. My lips immediately landed on Jasmine's bare, smooth abdomen, gently exhaling warm breath while rubbing my cheeks and full lips against it; while my palms occupied the jungle fortress, pressing and kneading the dew-covered downy hair with my long hands.

Jasmine trembled and gasped, "Ah...ah..." She felt as if she were in a raging furnace, the heat almost melting her entire body; yet, she also felt as if she were in a frozen wasteland, shivering uncontrollably. Jasmine felt this was the most painful yet intensely pleasurable ordeal, leaving her in a state of dizziness and euphoria.

My fingers gently caressed her slightly raised mons pubis, the soft, curly hair gleaming faintly, and the hard, protruding clitoris in the moist crevice... Jasmine writhed, panting, involuntarily opening her legs and arching her back, pressing her palms even closer to her vulva. Seeing this, I suddenly buried my face in the already faintly visible clitoris, the fountain of life, savoring the dew-kissed, delicate orchid with my lips and tongue.

Jasmine, overwhelmed with pleasure, felt as if her body was about to burst with boiling blood, writhing with the rhythm of my tongue, involuntarily uttering lewd moans of "Mmm...uh...ah..."

My face remained buried between Jasmine's legs, my hands skillfully undressing her, removing all clothing that covered her body, leaving us completely naked. I rose and knelt beside Jasmine, admiring her breathtakingly beautiful body before me; I reached out and took her soft wrist, grasping her erect penis. Jasmine

flinched slightly, then gently cupped her warm palm around the hard shaft. She tenderly rubbed it, as if soothing an enraged beast; she caressed it gently, as if handling a precious work of art.

This gentle caress felt like a cataclysmic earthquake to me: the sounds of "Ah! Mmm!" were filled with intense trembling. I finally couldn't bear it any longer, kneeling between Jasmine's legs, slowly lying on top of her, feeling the subtle softness, smoothness, and elasticity beneath me, letting my hard, throbbing member explore this paradise on its own.

Jasmine seemed unable to resist this teasing that only knocked on the door without entering, so she reached out and guided my penis, very slowly guiding it to explore shallowly.

I knew I couldn't rush it, so I just slightly arched my hips, letting my penis, lubricated by the wetness, squeeze in halfway up the glans before stopping. Perhaps it was psychological; or perhaps it was real, but when I first entered, my limbs trembled as if electrocuted, feeling as if the narrow opening was resisting my entry; yet inside, there was an irresistible magnetic force attracting it.

"Ah...oh!" Jasmine felt waves of stinging pain emanating from her lower body, tears of emotion welling in her eyes. She gripped my upper arms tightly, her nails almost digging into the firm skin. Jasmine knew she was experiencing one of the most important moments in a woman's life, a major transformation, her heart a whirlwind of conflicting emotions: struggle, bewilderment, joy, pleasure...

Jasmine felt my considerate restraint in not forcing things, which lessened the stinging pain considerably. Slowly, her vagina began to feel warm, a steady flow of heat gushing out, the heat tickling the inner walls of her vagina. Jasmine couldn't help but gently sway her hips, trying to rub and soothe the itchy area with the movement of her body.

I felt the slow, controlled movements of Jasmine's body propelling my penis deeper into her vagina. I could clearly feel the foreskin gradually retracting; a warm, tight sensation engulfed my penis; the rough folds of the vaginal walls scratched against the glans. I felt all sensation in my body suddenly vanish except for that of my penis.

When I felt the tip of my penis reach the very end of the vaginal wall, I lifted my hips, pulling my penis back to the entrance: "Whoosh!" A surge of heat immediately rushed out of the opening, the clear, wet fluid mixed with streaks of bright red, staining the snow-white skin and the mattress—a rather shocking sight. I entered again, finding the second entry much smoother, and began to thrust rhythmically.

Jasmine felt the stinging pain in her lower body vanish, replaced by an itchy, tingling sensation in her vagina. The thrusting of my penis was just scratching that itchy spot, and a strange pleasure made her moan involuntarily. Her waist arched and twisted in rhythm with the thrusts, her long, silky legs tracing patterns around my waist, hips, and thighs.

Suddenly, Jasmine bit my shoulder, her nails digging into my back. Her body trembled violently, and she let out a plaintive, heart-wrenching cry, her vagina contracting intensely. Jasmine arched her back high, then remained still, as if waiting for something. Then, with a long "Ah..." a surge of heat rushed out without warning, quickly enveloping my penis inside her vagina.

I felt my penis was melting from the heat, rapidly swelling as if about to explode. I cried out urgently, "Jasmine! I want... ah... ah..." and thrust violently a few times. The tip of my penis burst open like fire, and I saw colorful sparks scattering in my mind, lingering for a long time...

"Let me dress you up!" Without waiting for her reply, I grabbed Jasmine and started applying makeup and lipstick to her face.

My hands began to roam freely over Jasmine. Jasmine, with her smooth-talking tactics, half-pushed, half-refused, cooperating with me. This excited me so much that I tore the sheer fabric of Jasmine's dress to shreds, scattering it all over the floor.

My bloodshot eyes glared greedily at Jasmine's naked body; at her shy and timid appearance. A savage, sadistic urge ignited within me, as if the more frightened and shy Jasmine was, the more excited I became. I acted like a beast, toying with a lamb bowing its head in the palm of my hand.

Jasmine, with her experience, knew my intentions and used every trick in the book—concealing, hiding, screaming, whispering… making my lust rise higher and higher, and my clothes dwindled. Finally, with a low growl, I pounced on Jasmine like a hungry tiger, and we both fell onto the bed. I pinned Jasmine beneath me, my lips raining down on her snow-white skin.

Jasmine reached for my penis, grasping and playing with it. I parted Jasmine's legs, rubbing her mons pubis with my palms, teasing her vulva with my fingers, and occasionally kneading the clitoris. Jasmine became aroused, her body writhing wildly, moaning lewdly.

I felt as if everything was under my control; my mind settled, and I slowly began to employ my teasing techniques. Lips and tongue began moving slowly down Jasmine's shoulders and neck, across her chest, breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs… carefully licking and kissing every nook and cranny.

Under this gentle caress, Jasmine felt her entire skin acutely aware of the soft tip of his tongue; yet, at the same time, her skin felt numb, devoid of sensation, her mind reeling with a series of "booms!" sounds. Jasmine initially wanted a quick finish, as she kept thinking about me, and for some reason, seeing me always brought a sweet feeling to her heart. Jasmine then flipped over, pinning me down, her vagina enveloping my erect penis. With a soft "whoosh," my penis disappeared.

I let out a soft "humph," feeling my entire penis enveloped in warmth, and the walls of my vagina rhythmically pulsating, as if giving my penis a full-body massage. What was even more unbearable was the suction force within my vagina, as if it were trying to drain my essence.

I seemed reluctant to give in so quickly, but with Jasmine's skillful manipulation, it seemed impossible to hold back any longer. I decided that even if I were to ejaculate, I should take the initiative, so I forcefully flipped over, pinning Jasmine beneath me, making a last-ditch effort before ejaculating. I pumped rapidly, panting, each time penetrating deeply to the very end. My rapid friction made my penis almost numb.

Jasmine was somewhat surprised by my prowess. She thought of ordinary men who would simply sway their hips a couple of times and surrender, but my powerful, final thrusts had given her a fierce orgasm. Jasmine didn't know how many climaxes she had experienced; she felt her mind becoming increasingly scattered, as if drifting into a dream, yet involuntarily moaning for mercy.

Upon hearing Jasmine's pleading voice, I felt an overwhelming sense of pride, followed by a tingling sensation in my perineum: "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" Streams of hot semen shot out. I felt my penis throbbing and contracting intensely; yet my whole body trembled with a pleasurable chill. "Mmm!" I groaned, collapsing limply onto Jasmine's body, my penis still immersed in her honeyed depths, feeling the vaginal walls contracting and relaxing, causing my penis to throb in response.

That night, we whispered sweet nothings... and fell asleep in each other

's arms. Jasmine, shy from being naked, curled up, lying on her side with her back to me, her alluring eyes slightly closed, not daring to look me directly in the eye, yet not rejecting my hands roaming over her skin. My hands embraced Jasmine from behind, my fingertips lightly touching the tips of her breasts, rhythmically teasing those sensitive nipples.

Jasmine felt a chill on her back, while my warm chest pressed against hers; my breath warmed her neck; my hot erection rubbed against her cool groin. The extreme contrast of hot and cold stimulated Jasmine's desire.

My hands, as if familiar with the place, smoothly traced large circles on Jasmine's lower abdomen and thighs, then slowly narrowed the circles, letting the edge of my palm barely touch the stray pubic hair. Jasmine shivered, enjoying the pleasure of my gentle fingers tracing her pubic hair and touching her moist vulva.

I stroked her wet patch, knowing Jasmine's desire was rising, so I gently turned her body, making her lie on her back, and Jasmine half-heartedly turned over. "Hiss!" I couldn't help but

gasp, looking at Jasmine's proud, flawless breasts, her nipples erect.

My lust was like a breached dam, unstoppable! I suddenly lowered my head, sucking on the budding nipple of Jasmine; my hands pinched around her breasts, my tongue swirling around her nipples. Jasmine could no longer hold back, her mouth wide open, panting heavily, her breaths mingling with the resonant moans from her throat and nose.

Jasmine clung tightly to the back of my head, twisting her chest to press my lips even closer to her breasts. Taking advantage of our bodies writhing, I slowly spread Jasmine's thighs, trying to let my erect penis find its own place.

Without guidance or support, and with our bodies twisting so passionately, my penis only rubbed and rubbed against her lower body and crotch, sometimes even failing to penetrate. Jasmine was both aroused and fascinated by the blindly thrusting penis between her legs, forgetting all feminine modesty, she quickly grabbed my penis and led it towards the fragrant, grassy entrance.

The moment the tip of my penis touched the tender entrance of her vagina, it suddenly became incredibly sensitive. I could clearly feel her thick, wet labia parting under the pressure of my glans, the narrow opening seemingly opening and closing with her breath. I suppressed my impatience and slowly thrust in, wanting to savor every corner of Jasmine's cunt with my keen senses.

Although Jasmine had seen much of the obscene and lewd, she had never been so wanton as tonight; nor had she ever tasted such exquisite pleasure. Jasmine moaned and groaned, urging me to thrust harder, faster… but she didn't even know what she was saying, for she was already lost in the pleasure of successive orgasms!

When Jasmine slowly came to her senses, she realized I was limp and pressing down on her. Jasmine didn't even know when I ejaculated; she only felt the penis inside her vagina slowly deflating; the fullness inside her vagina was also slowly subsiding, and the flowing hot fluid soaked the sheets along her buttocks…

V. The alluring Zhenli and Lena Jasmine

brought me the alluring Zhenli. Although Zhenli was twenty-five, she was naturally beautiful and dressed extravagantly, making her extremely glamorous.

I embraced Zhenli, clearly feeling two full mounds pressing against my chest. Zhenli's excited heartbeat seemed to be transmitted from those two mounds to my body, so I could clearly feel those two mounds trembling slightly.

I couldn't help but gently lift Zhenli's face, and saw that Zhenli's blushing cheeks were like a rosy sunset, her eyes were tightly closed but her eyelashes were trembling, and her cherry-red lips were moist and glistening, like sweet cherries. I couldn't help but want to taste them, so I lowered my head and kissed Zhenli.

Zhenli felt me lift her face, felt her lips pressed against my soft tongue, and felt a dizzying rush of excitement, yet she was momentarily at a loss.

I gently let our lips rub together, and then slipped my tongue into Zhenli's mouth, swirling it around. Zhenli's breathing grew more rapid, her hands gliding lightly across my back, her boneless body writhing like a worm, and I could almost hear intermittent moans of "Mmm! Mmm!"

My lips left, but then slid down to Zhenli's ears, neck, and shoulders. Zhenli felt an unbearable tickling sensation, tilting her head back as far as she could, her whole body trembling, panting softly! Zhenli seemed to drift into a daze, unaware of what I was doing to her, only feeling excited, vaguely sensing a "need," but unable to articulate what it was.

As I gently parted Zhenli's blouse and kissed her snow-white chest, Zhenli felt as if she were overly excited, her whole body going limp and unable to stand, swaying precariously. Seeing this, I embraced the weak Zhenli with both arms, and Zhenli instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck.

On the bed in the room, Zhenli lay reclining. Her hair was loose, and her naked body, reflected against the red brocade quilt, appeared even more translucent. Zhenli, lost in ecstasy, didn't know how she ended up on the bed, nor when she became naked. She simply kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands covering her chest and genitals, seemingly protecting something, yet also hinting at something.

I was naked, revealing my muscular physique, slightly sweaty. I was a master of seduction, knowing how to bring the opposite sex to the highest level of satisfaction. My hands gently caressed her naked body, not hastily brushing away Zhenli's hands that were trying to cover her, but rather scratching the base of her breasts, the inner thighs, and below her navel, just beyond her reach…

Under my gentle caresses, Zhenli felt waves of itchy discomfort, and her hands covering her breasts unconsciously pressed down slightly: "Oh!" A wave of pleasure washed over her, and Zhenli slowly moved her hands, rubbing her breasts again and again: "Mmm!" Zhenli thought this feeling was wonderful. However, inside her vagina, it felt as if ants were wriggling, and her hands covering her genitals unconsciously curled up, wanting to scratch: "Ah!" Her fingers touched her clitoris, slightly hard and slightly wet.

I gently pried Zhenli's hands apart, opened my mouth to suckle her hard, swollen nipples, used one hand to tease her labia, and with the other, guided her to grasp my penis. Zhenli was instantly aroused by my three-pronged approach, her lower body completely wet. Her hand gripping my penis tightened involuntarily, only snapping back to reality when startled by the warmth of my erect member. She wanted to pull her hand away, but couldn't bear to part with the hard, warm sensation.

I sucked on Zhenli's nipples, licking, gently biting, and sucking, causing her to abandon all pretense of feminine modesty and moan with wanton, obscene language. I also felt waves of heat gushing from her vagina, the wetness slippery and warm to the touch.

As emotions intensified, Zhenli's moans grew louder, her body trembling more frequently. With each tremor, her grip on my penis tightened and loosened, making it seem to swell even larger.

I felt our passion had reached its peak, so I rolled over, spreading Zhenli's legs apart, and positioned my penis at the entrance of her vagina. Zhenli felt a hot, molten iron rod pushing against her vulva, a sensation of both pleasure and emptiness washing over her. She instinctively arched her back, thrusting her vagina upwards: "Swoosh!" My penis slid in smoothly.

I immediately lowered my hips, pushing my penis further into her vagina. With another "plop!" sound, the head of my penis was fully inside Zhenli's vagina. I let the head of my penis rub and grind inside her.

My kneading motion made Zhenli feel an itch in her vagina, a sensation she desperately wanted to scratch. Zhenli gently moved her lower body, trying to soothe the itch, but this movement caused my penis to slide even deeper into her vagina. Zhenli felt my penis effectively scratching the itch, not only relieving the pain but also bringing immense pleasure. She then thrust her hips harder, because the itch was still deeper inside her vagina!

I felt the foreskin of my penis retracting, slowly entering her vagina inch by inch. The tightness became increasingly pronounced, and the folds of the vaginal walls, with their slight peristalsis, were scratching the glans, making me groan with pleasure.

When I felt my penis had reached the end of her vagina, I quickly thrust my hips forward: "Whoosh!" The glans quickly retreated to the vaginal opening, then slowly inserted again, pushing it deep inside. I repeated this thrusting motion, arousing Zhenli's desire.

As Zhenli felt her vagina slowly being filled, the satisfying fullness made her moan softly, "Mmm...mmm..."; when she felt a sudden emptiness, she couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh, "Ah!" Zhenli's moans seemed to have a rhythmic quality: "Mmm...mmm...ah!, mmm...mmm...ah..." adding a vibrant touch to the room filled with spring-like warmth. I felt Zhenli's vagina becoming increasingly slippery and smooth, so I increased the speed of my thrusting.

I felt a tingling and numb sensation in my lower back and scrotum, and knew I was about to ejaculate. I immediately stopped thrusting, tightly gripping Zhenli's buttocks with both hands, pressing our lower bodies together, while my penis remained deeply inserted at the end of her vagina. In an instant, my glans throbbed and contracted rapidly: "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" Thick streams of semen shot straight into her core, the extremely pleasurable feeling sending shivers down my spine.

Zhenli planned to use her expert bedroom skills to first captivate my heart, to give me intense pleasure in bed, and perhaps even make me obsessed with her beautiful vagina.

Therefore, Zhenli spared no effort in serving me. As soon as we were in bed, Zhenli used her signature moves—blowing, sucking, holding, licking, and swallowing—tease me until I rolled around in pleasure, crying out in agony.

According to Zhenli's own memory, since she mastered this skill, no man could withstand four cycles of blowing, sucking, holding, licking, and swallowing; seven out of ten would succumb on the third cycle. But I am no ordinary man!

I looked at Zhenli with lustful eyes. I enjoyed seeing women's frightened expressions; it seemed that a woman's helpless and sorrowful expression aroused my desire even more. A near-perverse, violent pleasure made me feel like a beast toying with its dying prey. My gaze was fixed on Zhenli, who was almost completely naked.

I pounced on Zhenli like a hungry tiger, my lips raining down on her breasts, making sounds like savoring a delicious meal. My greedy tongue brushed against her soft skin, sending a cool, itchy sensation through Zhenli, making her shiver. This extreme behavior—wild in sex and gentle in love with women—slowly awakened a deep-seated, natural, and primal desire within Zhenli.

My hands squeezed her breasts: sometimes with immense force as if to burst them, sometimes with gentle caresses like a spring breeze; my lips and tongue touched her nipples: sometimes biting lightly with a slight pain, sometimes sucking hard. Zhenli's face flushed red, her body groaning and writhing like an insect. The pleasure of the touch stirred a deep heat within her, giving Zhenli an unprecedented feeling of lust.

I moved and knelt between Zhenli's legs, placing a pillow under her buttocks. Instantly, the high, rounded mons pubis, the sparse, soft hair, and the slightly parted slit of her flesh were all laid bare before my eyes. The moment of contact was approaching, and Zhenli couldn't help but feel sorrow, grief, and fear. Her heart pounded wildly, and her whole body stiffened and tensed.

I first licked her vulva with my tongue, leaving some saliva, then massaged her clitoris with my thumb, adjusting my position before forcefully thrusting forward. "Ah!" Zhenli cried out. I could feel her trembling slightly inside her.

Zhenli, experiencing lovemaking for the first time, felt waves of burning pain in her lower body. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. Her natural reaction was to shrink away, but I held her legs firmly. Zhenli's attempt to twist away not only failed but also allowed me to penetrate even deeper.

I began with shallow thrusts, feeling the warmth and tightness of Zhenli's vagina through my penis.

Unconsciously, some fluid seeped from Zhenli's vagina, making my thrusts smoother.

I slowly used every erotic technique I knew, deep and shallow grinding, light and heavy thrusts… allowing Zhenli to gradually feel the pleasure of being scratched and pounded inside her, the stinging sensation transforming into a masochistic pleasure, moans filled with pain, lust, and satisfaction, bursting from deep within her throat, mingled with irregular gasps. At

this moment, the frequency of my thrusts gradually increased, and the movements became more vigorous. Zhenli's low moans gradually rose, her twisting lower body seemingly indicating that certain itchy corners within her desperately needed care; or perhaps urging the energy of pleasure within her to explode quickly.

The movements of intercourse seemed to have reached their peak, and the resulting orgasm would surely be earth-shattering, soul-stirring…

I enjoyed myself all night long, ejaculating a total of seven times. My penis ejaculated four times through her vagina, and three times through Zhenli's mouth.

The next morning, Zhenli was applying makeup and lipstick after washing her face when I suddenly pulled her close, our lips pressed together in a passionate kiss. Overwhelmed by lust, Zhenli accepted my passion, and we went to bed together again...

I ran my fingers lightly over Zhenli's smooth skin; the thrill of our affair and the gentle touch made her tremble slightly. Our skin pressed together, we felt each other's rising body temperature.

My lips left hers, gently biting Zhenli's soft earlobe, then kissing her neck. With her lips freed, Zhenli began to exhale breaths tinged with moans. At this moment, my lips lingered on Zhenli's engorged, slightly hard nipples, gently sucking, while my hand slid down to her abdomen, pressing against her mons pubis, my slender middle finger just touching the top of her vulva.

Under gentle caresses, Zhenli naturally displayed the shyness and fragility unique to young girls, her weak moans truly irresistible. When I gently probed her moist vulva with my soft tongue, Zhenli involuntarily arched her lower body and let out wanton cries, feeling a warm, itchy flow from her vagina.

I sucked on the sour, wet fluid, feeling an overwhelming urge, and a few drops of clear liquid even seeped from my glans. I then rolled over and pressed myself against Zhenli's body. Maintaining my usual tenderness, I gently entered the forbidden land I had longed for. "Ah!" Zhenli's body convulsed; the thicker, harder penis than Master Zhou's made her feel the sting of her first night again. Her hands, gripping my back, tightened, leaving faint red marks.

After a series of intense thrusts, I convulsively ejaculated my thick, hot semen into Zhenli's body, but she was already oblivious in the dizziness of orgasm. As the passion subsided, Zhenli still clung tightly to her limp body, reluctantly holding the softening penis inside her, savoring the feeling of her orgasm.

At that moment, the love that had been brewing in their hearts for so long surged forth like water bursting its banks, flowing

together . For a courtesan like her, sex was commonplace, but it was all just a performance. Now, Zhenli seemed to taste that love again, the love she shared with me, and she was deeply immersed in it once more!

Zhenli gave me a seductive glare, then took my hand and placed it on her breasts. I immediately felt my palms touching two soft, full mounds of flesh, and couldn't help but gently caress them. Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden realization, I began to gently pinch her nipples with my fingers, arousing Zhenli's desire. My penis gradually hardened!

Zhenli gently grasped my erection, feeling the warm, hard shaft in her soft, tender hand, her eyes revealing a joyful, wanton gleam. Zhenli tightened her grip, moving her wrist to manipulate the penis. My breathing gradually became rapid and turbid, and a raging lust was gradually intensifying.

Suddenly, Zhenli lay flat on the bed, her legs slightly parted, and stretched out her arms to meet my gaze, saying coquettishly, "Hold me!" At that moment, the smooth mons pubis below Zhenli's abdomen, her two delicate labia... tightly drew my gaze.

I could no longer restrain my impulse, and pounced on Zhenli, grabbing her full breasts and kneading them forcefully. Amidst irregular breathing, I thrust my swollen, purplish-red glans against Zhenli's crotch and the base of her jade-like thighs, looking like I was eager to insert my penis into her alluring cave, but unable to find the entrance.

Zhenli smiled sweetly, gently pushing me away. Zhenli first bent her knees, spreading her legs apart, so that I could clearly see her slightly parted labia, revealing her rosy clitoris, a beautiful sight like a jade clam holding a pearl. Zhenli guided my penis, positioning the head against the entrance of her vagina. I slowly lowered myself, and Zhenli arched her back slightly in sync with the movement: "Swoosh!" My penis gradually disappeared into the opening!

I naturally began to thrust. The tight grip on my penis, the wet lubrication inside her vagina, made me increasingly excited, my muscles tensing, making my thrusts faster and faster.

Zhenli held me tightly. Although in her life as a prostitute, the thrusting of a penis was commonplace for her, sometimes even failing to arouse her, now my penis made her feel a deep sense of love. Her psychological desire surpassed the physical temptation, causing her unusual lust to surge rapidly, even leading to wanton writhing and moaning.

Zhenli's tightly closed eyes, trembling eyebrows, and the seasoned lover's shyness were palpable. I, without hesitation, kissed her forehead, eyebrows, and cheeks; my hands gently caressed her ears and her hair. My lips traced the alluring curves of her breasts, teasing the two mounds. Zhenli's desire erupted like a volcano, unstoppable, as she moaned wantonly. Her full breasts stood firm, her slender waist and rounded hips making her movements even more sensual, while the lush pubic hair between her thighs added an air of mystery, arousing a desire to explore further.

With each caress, our lust intensified. When my hand touched her wet, secret place, we both almost simultaneously couldn't resist the urge to experience the pleasure of intercourse. Zhenli rolled over and straddled me, almost frantically pressing her genitals together: "Sizzle!" A sigh escaped her lips, and the bitter longing of four or five years was released in a satisfied "Ahhh!"

My hands busily rubbed and touched Zhenli's thighs, chest, lower abdomen, and buttocks. With each rapid rise and fall of their bodies, Zhenli's hair whipped about, her breasts heaving, sweat and vaginal fluids mingling and soaking their joined bodies.

Their eyes were tightly closed, as if they were enjoying themselves, or perhaps anticipating more intimacy. They embraced tightly, kissed, rolled around… everything so natural. And my erection, thrusting urgently into Zhenli's warm, moist opening, penetrating and drilling, bringing her to orgasm again and again, higher and higher—climbing towards that endless peak.

Lena sat alone by the window again, gazing into the distance, lost in thought. Half a month had passed! For the past two weeks, Lena had been almost constantly listless, often sitting alone by the window, lost in thought. Sometimes she would sigh, sometimes beam with joy, sometimes blush, sometimes giggle. She recalled the first time I had violated her…

it was when she had just become a prostitute…

As I listened, I carefully observed Lena. She was beautiful, but her face exuded a delicate, youthful air. Her breasts were slightly protruding, presumably still developing, and she wore heavy makeup and bright red lipstick… This sight aroused my lust, and I felt a stirring in my groin.

I reached out to help Lena up, but after she stood still, I didn't let go. Instead, I held her hand and lightly stroked her chin. Lena quickly tried to dodge, but I grabbed her again, and with a quick movement, I pulled her into a tight embrace.

Lena was both shocked and ashamed, not knowing what to do. She could only plead tremblingly, "No...no..." Lena struggled desperately, but I held her tightly, and she couldn't escape.

At this moment, I was overcome with lust and my lustful desires were aroused. I uttered obscene words: "Lena, don't be afraid...I will take good care of you...Come on...be a good girl...come on...let me kiss you..."

Lena was filled with remorse and helplessness, terrified and at a loss. Suddenly, she felt a wet, soft tongue greedily licking her cheek, making her feel both ashamed and nauseous. Her mind went blank. In a daze, she felt her clothes being torn and taken off, and her weak body seemed to be pushed to the ground.

When Lena's naked back touched the cold floor, the coldness brought her back to her senses. She realized that she was naked, and I was on top of her, my hands groping her body haphazardly. Overwhelmed with humiliation, Lena could only weep, utterly helpless and exhausted, unable to struggle any longer. She lay limply, at my mercy.

Seeing Lena's inability to resist, I was secretly pleased. I spread her legs apart, exposing her vulva. Her vulva was fair and clean, with a few sparse hairs on her mons pubis. Her small labia formed a cleavage, revealing a pink clitoris. I lowered my head, licked the entrance with my tongue, leaving a trail of saliva to lubricate her vagina, and then, in my haste, pulled my pants down halfway, still not quite pulling them off. Holding my swollen, dark penis, I thrust it forcefully into her vagina.

"Ah..." Lena screamed, feeling a sharp pain in her lower body, like a drum being scraped, piercing her heart and lungs, almost suffocating her.

I showed no mercy, violently thrusting my penis in and out, only panting, "Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!" Lena's virgin vagina was incredibly tight, gripping my penis with immense pleasure. After about a hundred thrusts, I suddenly felt a tingling, numb sensation in my penis, knowing I was about to ejaculate, so I increased my speed and thrust harder.

"Swoosh!" A thick stream of white fluid shot into Lena's vagina. I cried out, "Ah!" and collapsed onto Lena's body.

From the moment I inserted my penis into her vagina, Lena was in so much pain that she seemed to be in a daze, feeling as if her entire lower body had left her body. She had no idea what I was doing. When my hot semen hit the vaginal walls, the pain returned, but the warm semen seemed to lessen the stinging pain considerably, and the feeling of fullness in her vagina was gradually loosening. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then, overwhelmed by the hatred of losing her virginity, she started crying again.

I got up, pulled out my deflated penis, wiped it haphazardly, and while getting ready, looked at Lena's genitals. Thick, white semen, mixed with streaks of red blood, was dripping from her, falling onto the porcelain floor—a somewhat shocking sight.

With a satisfied yet lingering smile, I said, "Get up and clean yourself up… The first time is always like this… You'll like this kind of thing later, hehe… Does it still hurt… I'll be gentler later… Hehe!"

Just over ten minutes later, I reached out my trembling hand and gently caressed her fragrant shoulder, bringing my breath close to her hot lips, kissing the back of her neck and the back of her ear; inhaling the scent of her perfumed lipstick. Under these gentle caresses, a chaotic desire gradually arose. When my hot lips moved to hers, her tightly closed heart instantly vanished. She not only opened her mouth to accept my tongue's exploration, but also embraced me, pressing our bodies together so tightly they were almost completely sealed.

My hands, both greedy and blindly caressing, roamed over Lena's body, unbuttoning her clothes and slowly revealing her snow-white skin. Her pink neck, full breasts, and navel, set against the crimson quilt and blankets, resembled peonies, precious jewels, dazzling and captivating.

Even I, a seasoned lover amidst the world of courtesans, rarely saw a prostitute as beautiful as Lena. As the saying goes, "A little more would be too much; a little less would be too little." In my unrestrained caresses, I examined her like a precious gem, daring not to harbor any impure thoughts.

Lena, experiencing this intimate caress for the first time, felt my large, rubbing hands as if they were burning with warmth, fueling her inner desire. The ticklish sensation of my touch was unbearable, causing Lena's delicate body to tremble and twitch; her increasingly rapid breathing was punctuated by soft moans.

When my fingers gently pinched and my lips and tongue held the firm nipples of Lena's breasts, her remaining shyness and reserve were instantly replaced by overwhelming lust. My fingers kneaded and rubbed the nipples; my lips and tongue sucked and licked them, making Lena weak, numb, and unbearably itchy.

My other hand was not idle either; it slid over Lena's flat stomach, swept over her thick pubic hair, and stopped on her plump thighs. By stroking the inside of her thighs, my palm lightly touched the already wet and overflowing entrance to her honeyed vulva. Under this attack from above and below, Lena seemed to have no power to resist. She could only twist her waist, rub her legs, and moan lewdly.

When Lena suddenly felt a heavy pressure on her body, she regained some consciousness and felt more clearly that the swollen and restless penis at the entrance of her vulva was forcing open her labia and pushing straight in.

Having spent years in the brothel, Lena softly said, "Warm sir...slow down..." She spread her legs as wide as possible, widening her vulva to accommodate my swollen, thick penis.

At this moment, I seemed to be consumed by lust, almost possessed, wanting only for her warm, moist vulva to tightly envelop my penis and quench my thirst. I had completely forgotten any tenderness or affection! Moreover, Lena's slightly open vulva made me feel as if it possessed a powerful attraction, allowing my penis to slide in smoothly and effortlessly.

“Ah…be gentle…uh…Wen…Wen Lang…it hurts…uh…uh…” Although Lena’s slightly cooperative movements reduced the stinging pain considerably, the discomfort of having her vaginal opening stretched open and being squeezed in was still intense, even making her feel like she was being torn apart: “…Ah…too deep…in…ah…Wen Lang…too thick…too thick…uh ah…slave…can’t…uh…uh…anymore…ah ah…”

“Huff…Hui…Lan…uh…bear…a little…” I seemed to be in a bind. At this critical moment, even if a steel knife was held to my neck, it wouldn’t force me to withdraw. I could only comfort her while gently thrusting my penis in and out: “…Later…huff…it will be…you’ll get used to it…huff…uh…uh…”

My penis slowly thrust in and out, not only allowing me to carefully feel the wetness and tightness inside her vagina, but also allowing Lena’s newly opened vaginal opening to gradually adapt, and then feel the sensation of that hard, hot penis rubbing and thrusting inside her vagina. It was a feeling I'd never experienced before, an indescribable sensation, a mixture of sourness and numbness; like an itch, yet also like a sting.

"...Oh...good man...you're killing me...I'm flying..." Lena had once overheard the sounds of lovemaking in the next room, those lewd words flashing through her mind like lightning, instantly clearing up her former doubts. She not only experienced the exquisite pleasure of that blissful union, but also involuntarily began to moan: "Ah...so beautiful...the taste...mmm...ah...hitting...mmm...my...ah...so deep...ah..."

By nature, a woman's moans always ignite a man's burning lust, seemingly encouraging him to work even harder. I hooked Lena's thighs with both hands, lifting her buttocks slightly, then thrust in and out with a series of powerful strokes, each penetration reaching the very root, the head of my penis slamming heavily against the end of her vagina.

"Ah... I can't take it... Ah... Wenlang... Ahh... You're so... hard... Hmm..." Lena pressed and kneaded her breasts with both hands, as if trying to stop their undulating waves, and as if suppressing her churning and surging heart: "Ah... too heavy... Hmm... I can't take it... It's too... Ahh... deep... heavy... Ahh... so sore... Hmm... comfortable... Ahh... I... I... I'm coming... Ahh... Fly... Fly... Hmm..."

Lena felt a warm current below her lower abdomen, spreading out as if it were melting, not only bringing a surge of heat to her vagina, but also a sour feeling piercing her spine, making her consciousness gradually blur, as if she were falling into a bottomless abyss, while her body was still trembling and convulsing uncontrollably.

"Ah...I...I...Huff...Heh...I'm coming too...Ah...Ah..." I seemed to be struggling in a trance, blindly thrusting, and then, through gritted teeth, I ejaculated thick streams of semen, not a single drop left, all of it flowing into Lena's cunt.

Lena felt as if she were in a raging furnace, but powerless to escape. Even moving a finger required immense strength, and she could only let the heat engulf her...

Although Lena received the nourishment of love from me, and even the satisfaction of her physical lust...

Lena was now blushing again, remembering that dream, remembering the intimacy in the dream, remembering the loneliness and melancholy upon waking, remembering the large wet patch on her lower body after waking... Although it was a dream, she remembered it clearly, and her lower body still seemed to ache slightly at the time. "Sigh!" Lena couldn't help but sigh softly. This was something she couldn't tell anyone, yet she often thought about it.

When Lena appeared in the hall, the strong scent of perfume and cosmetics filled the air, and my eyes lit up. Lena, dressed as a courtesan, wore heavy makeup and bright lipstick. Her hair was styled in a high, coiled bun, adorned with phoenix hairpins. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, her phoenix eyes were like autumn waters; her soft, delicate skin seemed to break at a touch. She wore a light white gauze dress, the hem fluttering in the breeze, like a fairy descending to earth.

Upon seeing me, the

one she had longed for day and night, Lena immediately dropped her lipstick and rushed into my arms. I held Lena tightly, our longing for each other seemingly dispelled only through a deep embrace and passionate kiss. We embraced passionately, kissed passionately, and caressed passionately…

At that moment, our desire was like dry tinder thrown into a raging fire, unstoppable. Just like in a dream, we kissed and caressed passionately, our clothes loosened, and we teased each other with fervent passion… our love and desire intertwined.

Perhaps it was the pent-up desire, the joy of something lost and then regained, or the catharsis of pent-up resentment… Lena had abandoned all feminine reserve, no longer shy or passive. She was like a female beast in heat, or even more like a prostitute in the brothel.

I lay on the bed, Lena holding my swollen, erect penis, lowering her head to take the glans into her mouth: “Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!” She sucked, licked, and gently rubbed… just like playing a tune on a flute, teasing me with both surprise and pleasure at her provocation. I could only run my hands through Lena’s flowing hair, holding her head, while I closed my eyes, head held high, panting, humming, and trembling.

Lena straddled one of my thighs, twisting her lower body, rubbing her vulva back and forth against my thigh, the flowing love juice making my thigh slippery and shiny. Although Lena's mouth was stuffed with a penis, she still made soft, slurping sounds from the corners of her mouth, creating a lingering, alluring erotic melody.

Lena opened her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible, letting my thick penis squeeze her lips tightly: "Pfft!" Lena swallowed the entire penis, until the glans reached her throat, feeling her mouth completely filled. Then she sucked hard, as if trying to draw out my essence and internal organs through the penis.

I felt a powerful attraction sucking on my penis, a spasm rising from my scrotum, an indescribable pleasure. I opened my eyes and looked at Lena's lewd appearance, at her arched back and buttocks, white and flawless, like porcelain; at her breasts, though hanging upside down, they didn't sag, remaining upright, only trembling slightly, letting beads of sweat drip down her chest, nipples, and buds...

Lena felt waves of tingling and pleasure growing stronger in her vagina, which made her increasingly excited. Unconsciously, Lena's movements of rubbing her lower body became faster, the frequency of swallowing and releasing the penis increased, and her hand gripping the penis busily stroked it… I couldn't resist this extreme pleasure, and forced my head back, moaning, "Ah! Ah! Ah…", then "Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" Streams of thick semen shot out, all of it landing in Lena's mouth.

In the throes of passion, Lena suddenly felt my penis throb and swell, followed by a mouthful of semen filling her mouth. "Glug!" Lena involuntarily swallowed most of it, then looked up to see my penis covered in thick, milky semen, with a little more trickling from the glans. Looking up again, she saw me looking at her with satisfied, contented, grateful, and loving eyes.

I sat up, seeing Lena's slightly parted lips, my semen dripping from the corner of her mouth, down her chin, onto her ample breasts, and onto my penis and lower abdomen… I reached out and embraced Lena, kissing her cheeks, her red lips, and the semen still dripping from her mouth.

We leaned against the headboard, Lena resting her head on my shoulder, waiting for the passion to subside. I reached out and gently caressed Lena's back and breasts; Lena, in turn, held my throbbing, softening penis and gently stroked it.

Lena, reapplying makeup and lipstick, kissed my lips, and our desire intensified again, our penises and vaginas once more ready. Lena rolled over, straddling my lower body, guiding my penis towards her entrance, and lowered herself down: "Plop!" My penis slid in.

"Ah!" Lena, lost in passion and recklessness, even gripped my shoulders, her hips moving up and down...

I looked at Lena's slightly bouncing, fragrant breasts, lowered my head, and took one into my mouth...

This blissful combination of tenderness and madness made me feel as if ants were crawling all over my body, even seeping into my internal organs and bone marrow, truly intoxicating and unbearable, and I cried out, "Ah... Mmm... Lena... Ah... So good..."

Of course, this skin-to-skin friction also aroused Lena's boundless lust, making her act like a wanton and frenzied harlot. One moment she would brush the hair from her vulva against my thighs; the next she would grip my penis and rapidly stroke it, occasionally licking and sucking the glans with her lips and tongue.

"Ah... Lena... Ah... This... This... Doing it like this... I... can't take it... Ahhh..." In the blink of an eye, I felt a numbness in my lower back, a tingling in my scrotum, and thick streams of semen shot out. Whether she couldn't dodge in time, or didn't even try, the milky white semen smeared on her lips, cheeks, and hair.

Lena only paused slightly before continuing to lick the remaining semen from my penis with her tongue, as if it were the most precious delicacy in the world, savoring it with smacking sounds. This caused my penis, before it could even soften after ejaculation, to become hard again.

Seeing the erect penis again, Lena, still childlike, grabbed it and shook it, saying, "You...you're really amazing today, still standing strong even after I've ejaculated...it's unbearable..." She then straddled him, guiding the penis to her vulva, and with a thrust, it slid in completely.

"Ah...um...ya..." they both cried out in unison. The powerful thrusting and the full, satisfying feeling were so pleasurable that Lena felt a dizzying sway; the tight grip of the penis, so deep inside, felt like it was enveloped in a ball of heat, both squeezed and chewed, yet also caressed and sucked, making her feel as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart. Lena felt

as if she were riding an untamed wild horse, galloping along a bumpy stone road, her body rising and falling, swaying constantly, panting heavily but showing no signs of fatigue; her disheveled hair only added to her allure.

“…Contract your abdomen…twist your hips…suck, inhale, grind, shake, swallow…” As Lena’s consciousness gradually blurred, the incantation the madam taught the prostitutes vaguely surfaced in her mind, as if hypnotizing her, making her involuntarily follow her instructions: “…This will not only drive men crazy…but also make you very happy…”

“Ah…ah…huff…my wife…oh…I…can’t take it…oh…again…ah ah…” I couldn’t withstand two and a half rounds of Lena’s movements, and streams of thick semen shot out again amidst spasms: “…uh…uh…”

Lena’s vagina was washed by the hot semen, causing her whole body to tremble. With the arrival of orgasm, the vaginal walls also began to writhe rapidly, and the spasmodic stiffness of her whole body made her vagina grip my penis even tighter and more tightly. This tight, bondage-like entanglement, and the overflowing fullness, were the most pleasurable and desirable sensations in intercourse.

I gazed at Lena's stunning beauty, though her makeup and lipstick were excessively heavy, which suited me perfectly. Overwhelmed with excitement, I embraced her tightly and kissed her deeply, murmuring incoherently, "...Lena...I've missed you so much...Lena..."

Perhaps words were superfluous at this moment; perhaps only the physical contact of our bodies, the whispers of our lips, the caresses of her hands and the entanglement of her legs, could adequately express my feelings.

Lena's body was more mature; her breasts were fuller and firmer, and her pubic hair was thicker and darker. I gazed intently at this once-familiar body, finding her even more irresistible, even more captivating.

I greedily kneaded her breasts, while Lena moaned softly and wantonly, "...Kiss it...lick it...I want to...suck it as hard as I can..." As she spoke, she reached out and grasped my hard penis, stroking it.

Lena's transformation from her former shyness and timidity to such wanton initiative startled me slightly, but in this moment of passion, I had no time to think. As if hypnotized by her gentleness, I immediately took Lena's hard, swollen nipples into my mouth and began to suckle.

I seemed to be using every trick in the book to tease Lena; I sucked on her breasts, licked and sucked, teased and rubbed them with my tongue and teeth, and used my palms and fingers to knead and rub her vulva.

Lena's hand, gripping my penis, coiled around it with the agility of a snake, sometimes tightening, sometimes gently stroking, and sometimes rubbing the glans with her fingertips, making me feel as if currents of electricity were constantly coursing through my body, reaching my brain.

In this passionate, wanton caressing, our lust seemed to reach its peak, our hearts burning like a raging fire, so hot that we were drenched in sweat. At this moment, the union of our sexual organs seemed like a natural and inevitable consequence. With just a slight shift of my body, Lena instinctively parted her legs, ready to receive my penis, allowing our bodies and minds to unite once more.

I knelt between Lena's legs, my hands supporting her buttocks on my lap. This not only revealed Lena's vulva completely, but also left her entrance wide open, allowing the tip of my penis to touch the opening. Her panting breaths caused the opening to slightly open and close, as if eagerly beckoning my penis in.

Without much movement, I simply pressed my hips against Lena's waist, and my penis slowly slid into her wetness. I looked down at her everted labia, watching my penis being swallowed up, disappearing inch by inch—a sensation both strange and lewd.

"...Mmm...so good...ah...Wenlang...it's so full..." Lena stretched her arms overhead, pressing against the headboard, trying to get as close to me as possible, twisting and turning to allow my penis to penetrate deeper and rub more widely: "...Mmm...like this...it...ah...so good...oh..."

I looked at Lena's flushed cheeks, her seductive eyes, her soft moans; her whole body was supple and boneless, swaying like a water snake; the mounds of flesh on her chest looked like full water bags, rolling and churning. I looked at my penis going in and out of her wetness, glistening like steel from the fluids inside and outside her vagina. This visual satisfaction seemed to surpass even the physical pleasure.

“…Oh…um…again…again…ah…uh…” Lena’s seductive, rapid moans seemed to urge me on, making me involuntarily thrust my hips, causing my penis to pump even more rapidly, each deep thrust slamming heavily against the very end of her vaginal walls.

Overwhelmed by lust and overflowing with desire, Lena’s vagina, under the powerful impact of my penis, seemed to melt like snow in winter, flowing with fluid. Although her body felt dizzy and weak, she still used her last bit of strength to arch her back and sit on my lap, using her weight to force my penis fully inside, filling her vagina, to prepare for her impending explosive orgasm.

As I casually pulled Lena's arched body upwards, and then took the opportunity to lower my head and suckle her nipple, I felt as if my glans had been forced into a narrower, warmer space. It not only gripped me tightly but also wriggled, stimulating me to the point of itch. My final climax was imminent, ready to erupt at any moment.

“…Ah…ah…Wen…Wen Lang…I…ah…come…ah…coming…ah…ah…” She tossed her hair amidst chaotic and frantic panting, her whole body convulsing and trembling uncontrollably. Her moans had turned into hoarse screams: “…Ah…hmm…I’m going to die…ah…I’m flying…oh…hmm…”

At this moment, I too could no longer suppress my urge to explode. As my penis was enveloped in waves of warmth, thick streams of semen gushed out, and I gasped, “…Ah…oh…hmm…Hui…Lan…I…hmm…also…so…comfortable…ah…ah…I can’t…take…it…ah…hmm…”

Perhaps, without words, we could feel each other’s excitement and deep affection in our tightly embraced embrace. We seemed reluctant to part, and through deep kisses and caresses, we gradually calmed each other’s emotions.

While both Lena and I experienced physical satisfaction through sexual intercourse, it seemed to evoke deeper thoughts in her. Lena felt that the reunion of lovers, the ability to once again enjoy the sweet tenderness of a man, was more desirable than mere lust; she longed for it so much that she disregarded the fact that others perceived her as a beautiful harlot and a whore.

The Beautiful Prostitute (Part 5) - End

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