[Incest] Unleashed Desires (Complete) - 28

[Volume 2: A Life of Indulging in Desire] Chapter 230: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (3)

My house happened to be right at the turn of the stairs. He unlocked the door and turned to Hanling.
"Come in and sit down, don't be shy."
Hanling said, "Thank you, I'm afraid of bothering you!"
I said, "What do you mean by bothering me? Come in and sit down, isn't that better than standing outside? I said you don't need to be shy."
Just then, I suddenly heard his mother shouting from the next room, "Hanling, Hanling."
Hanling responded and asked, "Mom, what is it?"
Her mother said, "Go to the Shengji fruit stand at the street corner and get me three bottles of soda on credit, from Watson's." Hanling hurriedly agreed and went downstairs.
I wondered again, who exactly came to the next room? Wasn't it that dog of a comprador? I listened with bated breath.
All I heard was a voice like an old ox. Someone said, "Drinking water is good, Yamamoto, there's plenty of soda!" Another said, "Girl, you're so kind, brother Yamamoto thanks you, there's plenty of soda, and plenty of sleep!"
I was really curious. Judging from the voices, they sounded like Japanese people. I couldn't help but peek through the crack in the board. Alas, sure enough, there were two Japanese people sitting under the small iron bed.
The widowed Wenjun, "Hanling's mother," was sitting on the opposite side of the large bed. She was only wearing a pair of briefs that barely covered her buttocks and a patch of flesh in front, revealing two fat, white thighs. I could vaguely see between her legs, a patch of dark hair. At first glance, it looked black and white, with a red center, what an arousing thing!
I wanted to see what it looked like, but no matter how hard I tried, all I could see was that lump. It was a pity she didn't take off her pants completely, but what difference would it make?
"If I take it off, won't those two Japanese men take advantage of me?" At this moment, I couldn't help but feel even more jealous. Who exactly are they? Why is this young woman seducing these two Japanese businessmen?
This made me even more trembling, like a giant indestructible statue. Looking over, I saw the two Japanese men, their eyes burning like thieves, their stubbled faces tilted back, drooling—a pair of lustful devils.
Seeing that they couldn't resist any longer, they stood up simultaneously and sat down beside the young woman, each reaching out to embrace her. Their stubbled faces couldn't withstand the young woman's tender skin, making it impossible for her to avoid them. She tried to push them away, but their hairy hands continued to grope her breasts. The young woman giggled and cried out, her body swaying.
"Hey, stop! What are you two doing?!"
she cried, jumping away and leaning against the wall, laughing and teasing.
"Are you two even human? Two brothers sharing one prostitute? That's outrageous!"
one of them exclaimed, staring at her in astonishment and gesturing wildly.
"Yes, we're brothers, more is no problem, more is no problem!"
This one, seemingly already extremely accommodating, quickly pulled a wad of Taiwanese dollars from his pocket, grinning as he handed it over.
"Here's plenty of money, a gift from Yamamoto to the young lady, enough for all sorts of fun, right?"
The young woman's eyes sparkled as she looked at the wad of bills in his hand, feigning indifference. "I don't want it. You're trying to buy me with money? I'm not a prostitute! If you have money, why don't you go somewhere else?"
The other laughed, "Brother Yamamoto knows, it doesn't matter if you're a prostitute or not. Here's some money, a tip from the Japanese gentleman, so you can buy more clothes tomorrow." Seeing their amusing conversation, the young woman snatched the bills, counted them, and then tossed them back down.
"No, five thousand dollars, what are you going to do with that?"
The two Japanese men immediately widened their eyes.
"Five thousand dollars, no less, just for you to have some fun, and the master will reward you handsomely tomorrow ."
The young woman sat down beside them again, placing her hands on their shoulders and giving each of them a flirtatious wink. "Good stuff, but I don't like it tonight. Come back tomorrow!" The two Japanese men couldn't help but get impatient and said in unison. "No, no, we brothers are leaving tomorrow. Yamamoto is going to southern Taiwan tomorrow, and we..." At this point, one of them suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly gave his companion a wink, saying something to him. The one who had been touching the banknotes earlier couldn't help but say. "Young lady, you're so inquisitive! The amount is small now, but you'll get more when you come back tomorrow!" The young woman turned to look at him, her attitude suddenly changing. She leaned into his arms coquettishly, reached out and touched his face, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice. "Brother Yamamoto, didn't you say you wanted me to marry you?" she said coquettishly. "But look, you don't even give us a little extra money. What are we supposed to eat and wear? We still have to pay rent!" As she spoke, she secretly nudged his side, feeling his hard, burning penis, at least the size of a soda bottle. She knew their desire had reached its peak! Her heart couldn't help but pound. At the same time, she felt his hairy hand not only touching her chest but also moving down to unbutton her bra, his hands constantly caressing her breasts, making her incredibly aroused. Looking at her plump, white breasts, bouncing, white with a rosy tint, the two nipples like two fresh red dates, contrasting beautifully with the white, tender flesh, they were so exquisite and lovely that even I, in the next room, was dazzled and aroused! To be honest, I'm twenty-eight years old this year, and I've never experienced the pleasures of a woman, let alone seen one! I usually only read erotic books and hear colleagues talk about it, but that's just theoretical. Besides, I've never been married, and besides going to work and studying all day, where would I get this opportunity? This is truly a godsend, a perfect opportunity to observe and practice. But wait, the best is yet to come! The Japanese man is bending down, sucking on the young woman's nipples! His full beard is pricking the young woman, making her seem unbearably itchy and tingling, and she's moaning and groaning, twisting her head and swaying her hips. Look at her limbs flailing, her breasts swaying—a scene of utter eroticism, quite the sight! The other Japanese man, who was sitting idly by, also pounced on her, helping to remove the young woman's panties. The young woman struggled and giggled, but eventually, her panties were pulled down. Oh! What a sight! Against that peach-like, snow-white, plump piece of flesh, under the light, you could even see a slit, reddish in color—this must be her vulva. I thought to myself, the impressions I'd gained from porn had proven to me that women are truly adorable creatures. Look at this lustful piece of flesh, enough to drive one mad! The more I looked, the more intrigued I became. If I were to go inside, I'd lose my life, my bones would melt. Clamped, clamped, and clamped so tightly… oh dear, it's maddening! But my nerves told me that the young woman's vulva wasn't clamping my own penis, but rather the fingers of Japanese men. Looking again, I saw one Japanese man holding the young woman down, sucking and rubbing her breasts like eating a steamed bun, kneading them like a snowball. Another man had one hand on her small, jade-like belly, head bowed, giggling, carefully admiring her. And he even used his fingers to tease and probe the young woman's vulva. The woman was so wet from his probing that she made soft moans, her pubic hair twitching like dew-kissed grass. The Japanese man laughed, and she laughed too, as if she were doing something wrong, yet also as if she couldn't bear to stop. She just kept swaying her hips, kicking her fat legs, and trembling her buttocks, screaming desperately. "Oh! You two can't take it anymore! Oh, no, don't dig anymore! It's so itchy, so itchy!" This wicked Japanese man was already digging with great relish, his face grinning, his beard trembling as he dug, saying repeatedly.

“Good, good, oh, Taiwanese women are so good, their vulvas are white and their hair is thick!” the other one said.
“Grandma is so good, Taiwanese girl, grandma is so delicious, so much bread and butter!” This one got excited and spread her vulva apart, teasing her with his fingers, and lowered his head, opening his two thick, dark lips, and began to suck on them, making the young woman even more aroused, her body trembling.
“Oh! You two, it’s so itchy, oh, don’t scratch, I’ll do it for you!”
she said anxiously, seemingly unable to resist her arousal, secretly glancing at the clock on her hand. However, after hearing what he said, the two devils were even more delighted, for they saw that this piece of swan meat was about to be in their mouths!
So one let go, the other let go, and they all took off their clothes and pants, as if in a striptease competition, because whoever took off their clothes the fastest would get this piece of swan meat first!
This tense scene made not only the two Japanese men nervous, but also the young woman, and even I, sitting next door, felt incredibly nervous. I was burning with lust, my manhood rock hard, and I was using my fingers to soothe it. At the same time, a surge of jealousy was rising within me. I had
long harbored other thoughts about this widowed woman; a deep-seated resentment had been brewing in my heart. Now, seeing this beautiful woman—in other words, the one I loved—
being so thoroughly played with by these two burly, handsome Japanese men, how could I not be consumed by jealousy? Damn it, it was truly heartbreaking!
But I couldn't bear to look away, and yet, helpless, I glanced back. The two Japanese men were almost completely naked, but the young woman seemed to be deliberately teasing them, touching one's penis, tugging at the other's waistband, and giggling with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Suddenly, taking advantage of their flustered state, she quickly put her briefs back on. I don't know what she was doing, which made me even more stunned. I wondered why she was so provocative earlier, and now she was putting her briefs back on. I was immediately shocked. The two Japanese men said in unison,
"Hey! Good girl, you're trustworthy and capable!"
Before they finished speaking, I suddenly heard a knock on the door. Her daughter, Hanling, called from outside.
"Mom, Minister Suzuki is here to see you!"
At the same time, I heard a Japanese man's voice calling from outside the room.
"Hey! What are you doing? Open the door!"

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[Volume 2: A Life of Debauchery] Chapter 231: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (4)

At this moment, I faintly heard the customs bell ringing, exactly eleven o'clock. I was watching the movie in the next room, and I felt even more strange. Why were there Japanese men looking for her again?
Who was she? The two Japanese men, upon hearing Minister Suzuki's voice, immediately trembled like mice hearing a cat's meow, repeatedly saying, "
Oh dear, there's nothing we can do, nothing we can do, let's go!" the young woman said.
"What are you afraid of? We're friends!" she said, smiling as if relieved, and opened the door. A tall, imposing man entered, sporting a mustache and a fierce expression, glaring at the two men and asking,
"Who are these two?"
the young woman asked tenderly, leaning close to him.
"Minister, who are you angry with! They just arrived, they're all friends."
Mr. Suzuki, however, seemed not to hear her, continuing to glare angrily at the two Japanese men, mumbling a few words in Japanese. The two Japanese men immediately stood up straight, exclaiming, "!!" "His face was completely expressionless. I found it hilarious watching from the next room. He
was like a toad trying to eat swan meat, but he couldn't. Then Suzuki shouted 'Bagaru!' and swung his hands, 'Crack! C
... "What are those two shouting so enthusiastically? Is it cheering?
They've been beaten up, yet they're still cheering loudly. Yamamoto, you've truly grasped the profound meaning of Jesus' teachings, it's quite remarkable. After they were beaten up, they bowed ninety degrees, put their clothes back on, and ran upstairs with utmost respect.
Then I heard a burst of silvery laughter. For some reason, Hanling couldn't help but laugh outside. Not only Hanling, but the young woman (her mother) also laughed incessantly. At the same time, Suzuki also giggled, their laughter echoing each other.
I peeked through the gap in the partition and saw the Japanese businessman named Suzuki undressing. Then Hanling's mother, Baihui, was lying naked on the bed. Suzuki picked her up, his penis already pressing against her, and with a forceful thrust, he shook his hips violently. She moaned and groaned, her alluring beauty matching Suzuki's forceful movements.
"Ouch!" "Snow, harder! Ah, beautiful! Oh, I like it!"
The more wanton she became, the harder Suzuki thrust in and out. They played for a long time before finally finishing. This scene was truly suggestive.
Suzuki stuffed a wad of cash into Baihui's hand and said,
"You know, I came to see you tonight because I need your help. Hurry up and get dressed, come with me!"
"You mean that guy with the goatee from last time? He's such a lecher."
"That's right, but if you can't get his documents, be very good to me, there will be a reward."
Suzuki gave a thumbs up, indicating that Baihui had to get it done no matter what.
"Don't you want to go tonight?"
"Things can't be delayed. It has to be tonight. Give him a taste of his own medicine first, and things will be easier later. Otherwise, by tomorrow, things might not go as planned!"
"You're going by yourself, do you really want me to come with you?" "She seemed to be deliberately teasing him.
"How could I not know, my wild rose? It's the same whether you come with me or come back. Besides, the way here is too far. Do you expect me to run around in the middle of the night?" He then coaxed Baihui, "Good lady, you'd better make do!"
Baihui said helplessly.
"Oh, I'm scared of you. Fine, let's go. You, I think you can't live without a woman!"
Suzuki said with a grin.
"That's not entirely true. It's just that I've been losing semen lately, and my scrotum is so swollen it's uncomfortable. That's why I have to rely on your vagina!"
Baihui had already put on her clothes and glanced at him.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!" "
While saying this, she pushed him with her hand, and the two of them went out of the room. I heard Baihui instructing Hanling
, 'Hanling, I have some things to do, I probably won't be back tonight. Get some sleep, and wait for me to come back for dinner tomorrow.'
Hanling replied, and I heard her add,
'Lock the stairwell door tightly. If anyone comes looking for you tomorrow, just say I went out.'
Hanling replied, 'Okay.'
I heard a sound on the stairs, and Hanling closed the door and came up. I quickly came out and stood at the top of the stairs.
'Hanling, where did your mother go?'
Hanling smiled.
'Oh, Mr. Tong isn't asleep yet?'"
I said, "Yes, I don't know why, but I can't sleep tonight."
Hanling said, "I'm afraid my mother is bothering you, Mr. Tong, I'm so sorry."
I quickly said, "Don't mention it, you're too polite. We live together, you shouldn't say things like that, okay?"
Hanling's little eyes flickered, and she smiled.
"Mr. Tong, then, how should we talk about it?"
I said, "We should be honest with each other." I added, "Anyway, your mother isn't coming back tonight, can we talk?" Hanling smiled.
"What's there to talk about? Mr. Tong, are you going to talk to me about the world or national affairs? Because I haven't been to school, unlike you educated people who talk about current events and news all the time! Mr. Tong, if you ask me about rice prices or firewood prices, I'll tell you."
At this point, I already felt that the mother and daughter were acting a bit mysteriously, so I said.
“Miss Hanling, you don’t need to spout nonsense. You don’t look like an uneducated woman at all. Miss Hanling, come in, I have something to say to you.”
I walked ahead, and when I reached my room, I turned back and waved to her. Hanling followed me.
“What do you want to say?”
She entered my room and took the opportunity to sit down beside me.
“Miss Hanling, where is your father?”
Hanling said, “Father is dead.”
I said, “I think that Japanese man Suzuki…”
Hanling asked, “What about Suzuki?”
I hesitated for a moment before answering.
“I think he’s like your father.”
Hanling laughed. “You’re talking nonsense!”
I said again, “Otherwise, why would your mother be so close to him?”
Hanling widened her eyes.
“You’re really strange. Being close to someone means you’re your father? Well, if I’m close to you, then I’m your father too.” She laughed again as she said this.
I found her interesting, and looking at her captivating figure, her expressive little eyes, her full and alluring breasts, those small nipples, each the size of a teacup, her apple-shaped face, her delicate mouth, and her firm figure—this captivating virgin beauty would surely stir the heart of anyone.
Moreover, I was a young man who had never been near a woman, and after the temptation of flesh I had just experienced, it was only natural that my heart would flutter with excitement to have a woman sitting beside me. So I said,
"I think he's more than just good to you, your mother even did it for him!"
Hanling, also an inexperienced woman, didn't understand and asked, "Did what? How did she do it?"
I became bolder and whispered in her ear,
"I saw your mother take off her pants and let him do it to her private parts!"
Hanling immediately jumped up in embarrassment, her face flushed red as she cried out.
"You're a real scoundrel! Why did you have to peek at someone's secret?"
I hurriedly said, "I didn't mean to."
Hanling said, "Then why did you have to look? Tomorrow I'll tell my mom and see if she'll forgive you."
I said, "You dare tell your mom? I don't believe you!"
Hanling blushed and said, "Believe it or not, I'll tell Mom tomorrow and see if she'll forgive you."
I hurriedly pressed her down to sit down.
“You can’t tell her about this,”
Hanling said. “Why? Tell me!”
I said, “It’s a shameful thing, you can’t tell anyone.”
Hanling said, “What’s shameful about it? Mom told me that when a woman gets married, she’s meant to be with the man.”
I said, “Oh! Now that’s another story, you didn’t explain it clearly before, but now you do, right? Your mother was with that Mr. Suzuki, and isn’t Suzuki your father?”
Hanling said, “You’re talking nonsense! Do you think my mother married him?”
I said, “You’re getting more and more confused. Your mother didn’t marry him, so why would she be with him?”
Hanling pouted.
"Why should I tell you? In short, I treat you and my mother differently than others."

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[Volume 2: A Life of Indulging in Desire] Chapter 232: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (5)

I was surprised, but it was inconvenient to ask. I thought to myself, looking at the mother and daughter, they must have some secrets they don't want others to know. But whatever, I'll find out eventually. I looked at Hanling's face and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. I
kept looking at her. Hanling smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? What do you want to say?"
I said, "Miss Hanling, I think you are really cute."
Hanling said, "What's cute about you?"
I said, "You are beautiful, smart, and eloquent. You also have a curvy figure and are very lively. You are cute in every way."
At this point, Hanling couldn't help but laugh.
"Enough, enough, it's a pity I don't like flattery."
I said, "It's not a compliment, but to be honest, since you moved in, I've had a deep impression of you." I swallowed as I spoke, and then added,
"However, I don't know if Miss Hanling likes me!" Hanling said with a coquettish smile.
"Good thing, stop talking nonsense. It's true that you have an impression of my mother, just ask yourself, isn't that right?" I retorted.
"Don't misunderstand, I just found your mother's behavior a bit mysterious, so I found it strange!"
Hanling asked, "What do you find mysterious about her?"
I said, "There's no need to say now, Miss Hanling, I just want to ask you if you love me?"
Hanling asked anxiously, as if surprised.
"You have to tell me! I won't tell you if you don't tell me."
I said then.
"If you tell me, I'm afraid it will violate your taboos, but actually, from your behavior, it seems like there's something going on."
Hanling thought for a moment and said.
“That’s it. No wonder you always stare at my mom like a thief. But we’re not afraid of you. Mom once told me that Mr. Tong next door is quite upright, which is why I like you. Otherwise, we would have moved away long ago,”
I said.
“How could I not know? But my dear Hanling, since you trust me, and I’m confident I’m not a spineless young man, you must understand that not everyone in the modern city is a drunkard!”
Hanling laughed sweetly.
“I can’t speak for others, but I see you’re a loyal student. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be talking to you, and we would have moved away long ago.”
I said, feeling a weight lifted from my heart
. “Ms. Hanling, thank you for your belief, but you don’t see that I’m just an office worker. Actually, my heart is always with you all!” Hanling suddenly hugged me tightly.
“Oh my, I only heard you say this today. My mom’s judgment was indeed good. That’s why I love you.” I was surprised and hugged her back happily.
"Do you really love me?" Hanling asked with a smile.
"Yes, as long as your heart remains the same."
I took the opportunity to kiss her.
"Don't you trust me?"
Hanling looked at me, scrutinized me, closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
"I believe you, and I believe my own eyes. To be honest, I've always wanted to find someone like you, but all I've seen are shifty-eyed, two-faced people. But don't underestimate me. Although I'm young, I've seen it all." I said.
"No wonder you were so clever just now. I wonder if your mother likes me?" Hanling laughed.
"Silly girl, if she didn't like you, she wouldn't trust you. Let me tell you, she trusts me completely and never interferes in my affairs."
I turned her over, making her lie back in my arms, and placed my hand on her chest.
"Then, will you marry me?"
Hanling puffed out her chest and swayed her hips.
"What if I marry you?"
I said with a grin. "Marry me and I'll be free."
Hanling said again, "So what if you're mine?"
I couldn't help but say, "You're mine, so of course you have to listen to me!"
I laughed and said, "That's only natural."
I touched her breasts, gently squeezing those two soft mounds the size of teacups. I felt a warm, inexplicable heat, and the touch was indescribably pleasant. As I gently unbuttoned her clothes, she immediately pushed my hand away with a chuckle.
"What are you doing?"
I said. "Didn't you say you loved me?"
Hanling said, "Loving you means letting you touch my breasts?"
I kissed her lips again and said.
"My Hanling, didn't your mother say that when you marry a husband, you're supposed to do things for him? Not only do you have to do things for him, but you also have to let him touch your breasts."
Hanling rolled over and nestled in my arms, saying with a grin.
"I haven't married you yet!"
I said, "In this new era, you don't need to marry. As long as you agree, that's enough."
And I whispered in her ear.
"Do you want to experience what it's like to be married? I'll give you a try."
Hanling suddenly rolled over, blushing with embarrassment, and slapped me across the face.
"Good thing, why don't you say you want to try it yourself?"
I laughed and said, "To be honest, I want to try it too, dear sister. Have you ever been married?"
Hanling opened her eyes, then closed them again.
"So what if I have?"
I said, "If you haven't been married, I'll slowly do it for you. If you have, I'll do it like that Japanese man did to your mother, making her scream in every way."
Hanling opened her eyes, as if surprised.
"How can I make her scream?"
I loosened my collar, fondling her firm breasts as I spoke.
"She only screams when she's having fun."
Hanling said, "What does it matter? Just do it."
I said, "No, if you've never been married, the first time will be a little painful, but it will be pleasurable later." Hanling frowned.
"Oh, is that so? Well, you should take it slow!"
I was overjoyed, so I picked her up and put her on the bed. I lifted her clothes and revealed her breasts, which looked like freshly steamed buns. They were soft and white, but actually, saying they looked like buns wouldn't be quite right. They were warm and smooth, and a little firm, like two small balloons.
However, the little balloon wasn't as fun. It was more like two heaps of soft jade, with two bright red gems underneath, which looked even more interesting. He held it in his hand and rubbed it, making Hanling's eyes turn into silk, her eyebrows sparse, and she asked with endless pleasure, "Is it fun?"
I said, "Why not? My good sister, yours is so round and firm, I think it's more interesting than your mother's!"
Hanling said with a grin, "Good thing, have you ever touched my mother's?"
I said, "That's just a comparison, because I think your mother's seems too soft. As soon as I touch it, it trembles, unlike your round and firm ones, which are more interesting!"
As I spoke, I lowered my head and bit her breast, making Hanling's waist arch wildly and cry out.
"Oh dear, you naughty thing, if you want to play, just play! Why are you biting me?
You're making me so itchy!" I said. "That's how married couples are. They just come and go as they please. What's the fun if they don't touch and play to their hearts' content?"
Hanling laughed and said, "You're really pretentious, really good. This is quite fun!"
I played with her for a bit, then unbuckled her belt, reached out and teased my penis, saying,
"My dear sister, would you like to take off your clothes?"
Hanling said seductively.
"No need to take them off, just take off your pants!"
I said with a lewd grin.
“My dear sister, it’s more fun when we’re all naked!”
Hanling twisted her waist and said, “Look at you, so naughty! I won’t take it off. Everyone says it’s okay to just take off your pants!”
I said, “My dear sister, if you won’t take it off, I’ll take it off for you.”
I laughed and, without waiting for her reply, climbed onto the bed and carried her to the bed. I took off her top, undershirt, trousers, and shorts. Everything was off, revealing her white flesh and smooth thighs. What a lovely little fleshy girl!
Hanling was born short and sturdy, and this well-proportioned, curvaceous body was as white as jade and as white as snow. I looked at her two round, plump buttocks, which were more adorable than anything else. Her slender waist, her wonderfully full breasts and back, and her exquisite curves were truly exquisite.

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〖Volume 2: A Life of Indulging in Desire〗 Chapter 233: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (6)

Especially between her two fat legs, her smooth vulva, red and white, made her even more lustful. She felt her soul floating, and she really hoped that she had already lost her soul. Her penis in her pants seemed to have been wronged, struggling against her pants. When Hanling saw this, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Good stuff, oh my, looking at you like this, you should take off your clothes too!"
I took off my clothes, and Hanling said again.
"My good brother, let me see it."
She gently held my penis and said again.
"It's so hot! Oh my, this is such an interesting thing! Look, the head is so red and smooth, so fun! I've only seen this before today! Oh, but it's too long! Oh dear! I can't take it! If you push it in, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it!"
She squinted and played with my penis again. The feelings of a young girl are truly indescribable, a mixture of surprise and fear. I laughed and said, "You haven't seen Minister Suzuki's thing yet! It's bigger than mine, probably a foot long!" Hanling stuck out her tongue.
"Oh dear, even more incredible! My waist is only about a foot long. If you push it in, I'm afraid I won't live!"
She moved her palms again, measuring her belly, moving up and down from my penis, pointing her fingers at her chest, saying repeatedly.
"Oh my god, oh my god, it's gone in, it's really going to reach here!" I said, laughing, "I wonder how my mom can handle it?"
I found her amusing, so I knelt down and dug my fingers into her vagina, parting her labia to examine it closely. I gently inserted my finger, revealing a red and white slit, so delicate, exquisite, and adorable.
Hanling shrank back, saying, "Don't dig! Keep digging, it's making me itch!" I lifted my hips and laughed.
"My little sister doesn't know, it's only fun when you touch and dig until you get wet!"
I took out some photos from the cabinet and showed them to her one by one, saying, "Look at them yourself, which style do you like?"
Hanling looked at these pictures of demons fighting, things she had never seen before, finding them both magical and interesting, making her even more aroused, her lust blazing, a lewd energy emanating from her brows. The more she looked, the more she enjoyed it, chuckling.
"Where did you buy all this stuff? Oh dear, it's so embarrassing! How could anyone do something like this!"
I said, "Don't be so naive. I borrowed it from a friend."
I lay down beside her and looked at it with her, gently pinching her breast with one hand, pointing out each picture to her, explaining what they were: "Horse galloping to see flowers," "A hungry tiger catching a sheep," "Stealing a peach from under a leaf," "Take fire from across a mountain," and so on.
"This is 'A hungry tiger catching a sheep.' Look at the woman's expression! Oh! This is... that thing. Look how tightly it's being pulled. The man's penis is even pointing upwards. Oh dear, look at her, she's really enjoying it, her mouth open, like she's dying, or like she can't take it anymore. It's interesting! Oh my! This one is 'Take treasure from across a mountain,'" she kept saying.
Like an old monk preaching, the two of them, naked, pointed and laughed at each other. I kept touching her vulva, which was gradually getting wet, like a peony glistening with dew. Hanling was also unbearably aroused. Although her eyes were looking, her heart was already dazed and confused, almost becoming the person in the picture. Her eyes were lustful, her face flushed, and she sighed,
"Oh! I'm not looking anymore."
I kissed her red face and asked softly.
"Is it good?"
Hanling lay down, gesturing to her vulva and stretching her waist.
"Oh, no!"
she said, turning to her side and putting her legs on me. I lay down too, holding her tightly, stretching my legs, and trying to get my penis in. But how could I get it in?
We were both novices, trying and trying, but we couldn't get it in. And the position was off. After only a moment, Hanling gritted her teeth and cried out softly.
"No, you...you...come on top of me!"
I climbed on top of her, my penis erect, and thrust in. Hanling cried out, "No, no, ouch! It hurts so much!"
I stopped and said, "Well, how is it? I see them having so much fun."
Hanling said, "You have to take it slow, don't rush."
So I climbed on top of her again and said, "You lead the way!"
Hanling laughed, took my penis in both hands, teased the glans, aligned it with her vulva, and said, "Here it is." By
this time, I was burning with desire. Ouch! I couldn't care less, and thrust in hard. I had only gone halfway when Hanling's buttocks trembled in pain, and she cried out.
"Snow! Ouch, it hurts so much, it's split open!"
She held his thigh to stop him from going any further, saying only, "Just like this, you can play with it slowly!"
I did as he said, and sure enough, I slowly thrust in and out, watching her furrow her brows, panting, gritting her teeth to endure, her appearance both welcoming and resisting, I felt both pity and love for her. It was hot and burning down there, an indescribable, soul-stirring sensation. Ah, so this is what women are like, those who haven't experienced this are truly wronged.
Indeed, tonight was my first time, just as Zhang Jingsheng said, this was my first taste of sex! The lamplight illuminated Hanling's exquisite, delicate, snow-white body, making me even more aroused.
Afraid that Hanling couldn't handle the pressure, I supported my weight with both hands, and occasionally teased and rubbed her breasts. Down there, she was twitching, and looking down, I saw specks of red blood flowing out. This must be virgin blood, the books told me.
After playing around for a while, seeing that Hanling was no longer in as much pain as before, I decided to go further. But Hanling only kept her eyes closed and her hands loosened, so I couldn't help but ask softly, "Little sister, does it still hurt?"
Hanling smiled slightly, her eyes flashed, and she closed them again, saying, "It's over, you can play now!"
I said, "It's over now, it must be pleasurable!"
Hanling opened her eyes and said with a shy smile.
"Good thing, of course it's pleasurable if it doesn't hurt. If you're so capable, just play with me."
Seeing her coquettish and playful manner, I felt even sweeter inside. Gradually, I began to thrust from the top to the bottom, without any direction, and immediately the sound of water squelched. Watching her two thin, red labia, holding my penis, swallowing and spitting it out, it looked as interesting as her mouth holding a meat stick.
Before long, Hanling gradually became more aroused, and she began to move her vulva to meet my thrusts, first with "oh oh ya ya," then with "yo yo," and then with continuous cries.
"Oh, snow, it's fun, but I'm not afraid anymore, hurry up, play until you die." Then she said, "Oh! My darling brother, it's so fun, oh, itchy, itchy, hurry up and play, do I look as fun as my mom?" I said while whipping her.
"Oh, yes, yes, you're just like your mom right now, just as wanton."
Hanling said, "How wanton do you see my mom?"
I said, "I also saw her hooking her legs around that Japanese man and playing with them!"
Hanling said, "Then, I'll hook my legs around you and play with them too."
She really lifted her two legs and put them on my shoulders, urging, "Hurry up, move!"
I said again, "And another thing, I also saw your mom constantly asking that Japanese man to play with her buttocks, and later she even got up and sucked on the Japanese man's penis and played with it, I think that must be even more fun."
Hanling opened her little eyes and said in surprise.
"You can play with my ass too? Oh, that's interesting. You have to let me play with you for a while, and I'll give you a blowjob too."
As she said this, she kept saying how interesting it was. Seeing her so horny, I got even more excited, thrusting faster and saying, "My good sister, can I play with you now?"
Hanling was enjoying the pleasure and getting really horny, so she said, "Oh! Good brother, let's play for a while. Oh, Xue likes to use a little more force, oh, after I'm done with the front, I'll do the back."
At this moment, I also found her vaginal muscles very tight and interesting. The hot, moist sensation and the sour taste, once the flavor was right, made her unwilling to leave. She happily held her ground, watching intently as it reached its climax, going in and out. Both of them were thoroughly enjoying themselves, whimpering and moaning, continuing their efforts. Semen and vaginal fluid flowed all over the table. Suddenly, Hanling cried out, "Oh dear! This time I'm dead! You've killed me!"
It turned out that I had recently learned some techniques for controlling my temper from books on sex history, which I used to deal with Hanling. I had restrained myself earlier, taking a deep breath, but after reading half of it, I quickly restrained myself, temporarily putting the thought aside.
My mind was slightly disturbed, making Hanling feel like a child nursing, only half-full, which aroused her even more. Her flower opened, and a stream of vaginal fluid enveloped my glans, swirling around it. When her flower began to throb, I also felt a slight soreness in my glans.
He quickly mustered all his strength and pulled hard, pouring his semen straight in. The heat made Hanling feel as if all the bones in her body were melting. Her mind was scattered, her eyes closed and her mouth open. This kind of rare and precious feeling could probably only be experienced by a woman herself.
Hanling's feelings at this time were not something that ordinary Danqing family members could describe. Let's not gossip. After the two of them finished their lovemaking, while cleaning up the stains, Hanling said to me,
"You often say that my mother's behavior is mysterious, but do you know who she is?"
I threw the cloth under the bed and turned around to say.
"Didn't you just say that? Anyway, you know, I know, and we all know." Hanling smiled.
"Why not? There's plenty of time in the future. Let's talk about it slowly."
She said emotionally, as if she was thinking about her future and had endless worries. Suddenly she smiled again.
"You only know one thing about my mother, but not the other. I might as well tell you. She is a commercial spy who sells her body." I lay down and hugged her tightly.

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[Volume 2: A Life of Indulging in Desire] Chapter 234: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (7)

"A spy, a commercial spy who sells her body? Do spies sell their bodies?" I wondered, repeating the question over and over again.
Hanling laughed and said, "That's why I said you only know one side of the story and not the other. That's why I said earlier that she and I are completely different." As she spoke, she added with deep emotion.
"Therefore, I feel that in my current situation, and with my body, Brother Kei, you know that for people in this business, the preservation of one's chastity is a constant struggle. I often think of entrusting my chastity to someone I consider satisfactory, but I have already given it to you. Although I have given it to you, I have no regrets, only joy.
Because I consider you to be the person I am satisfied with, and I cherish my chastity so that it won't be taken by those vixens. However, in this environment, no one can predict what will happen in the future.
Brother Kei, I don't expect you to keep your promise to me; I only hope that you will always remember me. Of course, I will always remember you, but not for the sake of our affection. In the future, I may cherish my body for your sake, but when there is no other way, that is beyond my control." As
she said this, tears streamed down her face, and I couldn't help but feel tears welling up as well. I felt that her thoughts were strange, yet at the same time, they were great. What an extraordinary woman she was!
At first, everyone thought he was just an ordinary young man. Holding her in my arms, I was at a loss for words. Alas! Heaven knows I would meet such a wonderful woman, and I never dreamed that he would cherish her so dearly. Our fate was sealed by a single thread, a testament to true love. My heart was melted by her presence. This was truly an unexpected and wondrous destiny!
I suddenly realized that what began as a physical exchange of desire had evolved into tender words of love. The love of desire and the love of true affection were inseparable, especially for young men and women, and even more so for this young couple who had already experienced the exchange of physical desire and were now gradually finding solace in each other's spiritual connection. At that moment, I was truly speechless with boundless tenderness.
Especially, I really didn't expect that Hanling, such a young girl, would act so decisively, and have such a broad-minded outlook on life. The more I thought about it, the more adorable Hanling seemed. I hugged Hanling tightly with both hands, and my eyes couldn't help but greedily look at her apple-like tender face. Hanling seemed embarrassed by his gaze, and smiled with her face turning even redder, saying,
"Brother, why are you staring at me like that?"
I said, "I really can't say anything, but I feel like you're going to leave me soon."
Hanling gently bit his shoulder, with a resentful and coquettish expression, and said resentfully.
"Silly boy, don't think like that."
I said, "That's true, but I don't know how I can't help myself."
As I spoke, I hugged Hanling even tighter, and my hands couldn't help but caress and rub her tender and smooth body. I felt both pity and love, and at the same time, I put my legs over and hooked them around her slender waist. Our breasts rubbed against each other, and we talked and played together.
The desires of a young man are easily ignited, especially since there's an inherent sensuality between men and women. This friction reignited my burning desire, and my penis involuntarily hardened, bouncing and darting between Hanling's legs, teasing her until her face turned even redder and more adorable. Her pretty eyes gazed at me, giggling, and she whispered,
"Brother..."
But she only managed to utter the word, as if she couldn't continue. I knew what she meant, and gently touched her breasts again.
"Good sister, shall we do it again?"
Hanling blushed, displaying the shy demeanor of a delicate young woman. She didn't nod, but instead held me tightly with both hands, swaying her hips so that her flesh frequently rubbed against my penis, as if she found it pleasurable yet couldn't resist. I reached out and touched that part of her flesh.
He felt her skin was tender and smooth, and wet, like a hungry clam swallowing its saliva. So he pushed her away, sat up, spread her legs, looked at her, and laughed.
"Little sister, you're starving too."
Hanling giggled and kicked him.
"Oh, don't say anything, come on, even if you kill me!"
The two were just young people experiencing pleasure for the first time. In fact, at this point, they couldn't hold back anymore. They were impatient, one really needed it, so the other thrust his penis in and the other quickly put his hand inside.
So they resumed their activities on the bed, playing around. The sound of water splashing and the flickering lamplight could be heard. Hanling's plump and short body was already fun enough, let alone her breasts, which were swollen and firm, light and tender like a baby's.
I touched her for a while, then thrust in and out, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, until Hanling was panting and her eyes were languid. At the same time, I felt that her newly opened virgin vagina was really shallow and tight.
Especially the soft, bouncy, and smooth flesh of those peaches—a taste I'd never experienced before, a blissful sensation even most ordinary people couldn't encounter—made me increasingly engrossed. The two of us, oblivious to life and death, made love countless times throughout the night until dawn.
But when I returned home from work that day, her mother, Baihui, hadn't returned. Not only had shen't returned that day, but she hadn't returned for several days in a row. I found it strange. Perhaps because of her relationship with Hanling, I couldn't help but worry about Baihui. Why hadn't she come back? Perhaps Hanling, being a magnanimous person, didn't seem to care, only saying…
"It's nothing, it happens all the time in our line of business. She's probably just busy with something and gone somewhere else!"
However, Hanling couldn't go without Baihui for even a day, because she had to wait for news. For half a month, Baihui still hadn't returned, but Hanling didn't seem to mind. She played with me every day, cooked for me, and did my laundry, just like a young married couple. It was truly a joyful time. Ever since that night when Hanling's mother, Baihui, left with Suzuki, there had been no news of her, and Hanling didn't seem to care much.
I was curious and wanted to know something. It was Saturday night, and it was pouring rain outside. I came straight home after work, and Hanling had already prepared dinner for me.
"I was planning to take you shopping tonight, but this awful rain made me change my mind."
"Brother Ji! It's okay. Being with you right now is a blessing!"
"You really think so?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, then I'm so happy!"
After dinner, I took a shower first, while Hanling cleared the dishes and hung up my clothes.
After she finished showering, we went to bed.
Hanling lay in my arms, tender and affectionate.
I held her soft body, clinging to her with boundless love. Her hands rested on my chest, her beautiful hair cascading over my face, its fragrance wafting towards me.
I held her tightly, and Hanling let out a soft, coquettish moan.
Then I got up and pressed her onto the bed, lowering my head to kiss her delicate neck passionately, biting her earlobe.
Her eyes were closed, her hands constantly caressing her breasts.
I unbuttoned her clothes, and her tender breasts sprang out.
When I grasped Hanling's breasts, she let out soft moans and whimpers, then I licked her nipples.
"Ah, bite, hum, hum,"
Hanling's thighs curled up slightly, then she hugged me tightly, moaning softly.
"I...I want it, Brother Ji, give it to me now,"
I said, unbuttoning her skirt and then removing her pink panties. Hanling lay flat on the bed, her legs spread apart, her delicate hands occasionally touching her breasts.
"Ah, ah,"
Hanling's plump mons pubis was pinched and kneaded by my fingers like a dumpling.
She trembled slightly, and then I moved my hand down.
Passing through the grassy hills, advancing into the hot spring valley, such a slippery, wet pussy.
Her juices flowed freely, soaking my hand.
I could no longer control myself, and in a hurry, I took off my clothes and knelt down beside Hanling again.
Hanling enjoyed my caresses while reaching out to touch my buttocks, my testicles, and then stroked my penis.
My penis, played with by her, was so erect and magnificent!
My blood was surging, and sweat slowly began to flow.
I hadn't been with Hanling for several days, probably because I had been abstinent for so long, I was especially excited today.
"Brother Ji,"
"Hmm, I want to fuck you,"
I said impatiently.
"Hehe, then hurry up and go! I can't wait either!"

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[Volume 2: A Life of Indulging in Desire] Chapter 235: A Virgin Encounters a Wild Lily (8)

A few days ago, when Xiao Hanling's monthly period came, we stopped our activities in this area.
It was not easy for Hanling's period to end, so today we were in a hurry to go to bed because we had not made love to each other for many days, so today was especially exciting.
I raised her left thigh and placed it on my right shoulder. Hanling's right hand was still holding her breast, while her left hand was holding her left hip, making a coquettish sound.
My penis was already inside.
"Ah-huh"
Hanling opened her eyes slightly, her face flushed, and she revealed her tongue. She thrust hard a few times, and more vaginal fluid flowed out.
"Plop plop"
Amidst the sound of vaginal fluid, Hanling shook her head and made a coquettish sound.
Her labia tightly gripped my penis, making my whole body numb and feel great.
I held Hanling's plump left buttock, turning her body slightly to the side, and squatted down, playing with her with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.
"Oh, it feels so good, brother, fuck me harder, oh, little sister can't take it anymore, mmm, it's hitting my G-spot!"
Hanling seemed to have inherited her mother Baihui's skills; besides being young and beautiful, her moaning skills seemed innate, making my soul almost fly away.
I thrust harder and harder, my words filled with the lustful fluids from Hanling's wet hole.
"Mmm, hey, so wet,"
she said, her words flowing, the lingering pleasure intense. Hanling straightened her body, then put her right leg over my left shoulder, squeezing her two mounds of flesh with both hands, panting softly, her lips slightly parted.
I lifted her pink legs and changed to a left-in-right-in-right, shallow-in-deep method to poke her treasure.
"Ah, you're so beautiful, Brother Ji, you're amazing, I love you so much!"
"Hurry up
, harder, oh oh, don't stop, Meixuexue, heh." Hanling was drenched in sweat, dizzy and disoriented, moaning and groaning.
After thrusting for so long, I felt my hands getting tired.
"Ling! Let's do something else."
I put her legs down and sat on the edge of the bed. Hanling got up and stood on the floor. She
first held my penis and played with it for a while.
"Tsk tsk, so powerful, um, I like it,"
Hanling said, straddling me with her right leg.
Her hands hooked around my neck, and she brought her lips close to mine, panting softly. We kissed passionately and interacted.
"Mmm mmm mmm mmm,"
my penis was inside her, and she twisted and turned, making me even more excited.
I held her pink buttocks, enjoying her wanton posture.
"Bite, sister, it's so itchy and comfortable inside, mmm, Xuexue, ah ah!"
She continued moving for a while, then, exhausted, she could only hug me tightly. I lifted her big buttocks, raised them high, and then lowered them, coordinating with my thrusting.
"Plop! Plop!"
Her juices flowed out again.
I rubbed my head against her chest, enjoying the warmth of her breasts.
"Ah ah, brother, my buttocks are all hard from
your kisses, mmm, please suck harder, oh, so comfortable, Xuexue!"
"Oh, sister loves you."
At this moment, I felt a strange sensation in my penis, hot and numb, and her labia were tightly clenched, I felt as if they had shrunk.
That feeling gave me a sense of urgency, as if I was about to be squeezed out.
I stopped moving.
"Ling, I, I'm going to come!"
"Mmm, sister is feeling so good, I'm going to come too, don't stop, I can't take it, I want your warm water to warm me up."
She continued to sway, holding onto my penis tightly. After she twisted her waist and swayed her hips like that, how could I resist?
"Ah!" Finally, under her seductive charm, I gave in.
With a "whoosh," my semen was finally and completely surrendered to her.
She smiled triumphantly, looking so alluring and seductive.
After a long while, she finally climbed off me.
"I'm going to take a shower."
I nodded and immediately lay back on the bed to rest.
Soon, Hanling returned from her shower, carrying a towel soaked in cold water to help me dry off.
"You're such a good wife, so considerate!"
I was so grateful for her thoughtfulness and gentleness.
"It's nothing!"
At that moment, I suddenly thought of her mother, Baihui.
I work during the day and only come home at night. Hanling's mother has been away these past few days, and I think Hanling must be very lonely.
"Ling, why hasn't your mother come back for so long? Aren't you worried about her? Miss her?"
"It happens all the time!"
She still seemed indifferent.
I think I've fallen in love with her, and I feel it's my responsibility to understand and care for her. Finally, after much persistent questioning, Hanling told me about her and her mother.
It turns out she's of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent. Her mother, Baihui, had an affair with a Japanese businessman in Taiwan, but their cross-cultural romance didn't end well. The Japanese businessman died in a car accident on his way back.
At that time, Baihui was six months pregnant, and she reluctantly gave birth to Hanling, beginning their nomadic lives together.
Now, Baihui works as a spy in a certain business circle.
She works for Suzuki's company, acting as a go-between when Suzuki's side is competing in business. To gain an advantage, she uses her charm to manipulate others, steal their trade secrets, or gather information from them in bed or during intimate moments.
The business circle Baihui chooses is primarily around Japan.
Everything became clear. Poor Hanling, I felt even more sorry for her mother Baihui's plight.
Hanling told me all this, which made my love for her grow stronger and deeper; I decided to marry her. Two
days later, I went to work as usual. Before leaving, I specifically reminded Hanling that I would take her to a movie and a restaurant that evening.
She happily said, "Brother Ji! Be careful! I'll wait for you to come back!"
"See you tonight!" she waved to me.
However, at work that day, I had a feeling that something was about to happen; my heart was uneasy. Could something have happened to Hanling? I had all sorts of wild thoughts.
After work, I rushed home. But I found that Hanling was gone.
I saw that she had left me a letter. What was going on? I hurriedly opened the letter to read it.
"Brother Ji, not long after you left me this morning, Suzuki and Mom came back. Mom said she's going somewhere else and will be gone for four months. You know, Mom and I depend on each other for survival. Although I hate to leave you, I have to leave temporarily because Mom urgently needs to go out. I have to go with her first, because Mom can't do without me. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, but I will come back. My love for you, take care."
A few simple words, not very clear.
I was completely overwhelmed; this was too sudden and made me so depressed.
Thankfully, it was only a temporary departure.
However, days passed, and there was still no news of Hanling and her daughter.
I waited patiently, but time gave me a disappointing answer.
From then on, I lost all trace of Baihui and Hanling.
I could only silently wish this mother and daughter well.

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〖Volume 2: A Life of Indulgence〗 Chapter 236: A Girl's First Night (1)

When I was eighteen, I was still studying in a middle school. At that time, because I failed one subject and did not pay attention to my studies, I gave up my studies and applied to a sports school. My dream of becoming a frivolous movie star was thus shattered. However, with my beautiful and healthy figure and sports skills, I was admitted to a sports academy without much effort.
Three months passed in a flash, and the academy was about to have a holiday. After the holiday, I returned to my hometown, Liulin Town in the Pearl River Delta. It is a beautiful small town with white sails floating on the river and white clouds floating in the sky. It is truly a wonderful place.
A girl is like a flower at eighteen, and I was eighteen years old, which was also the time when I was charming and exceptionally beautiful. As for my figure, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is better than that of a movie star. I'm 1.75 meters tall, with long, flowing, shiny black hair, an oval face, large, watery eyes beneath delicate, willow-leaf eyebrows, and full, perky breasts that jiggle slightly when I walk. My high nose and cherry-red lips give me an alluring charm unique to young women.
I'm also quite lively, and some boys liked to approach and tease me. I would always blush and deliberately ignore them, and they would often gossip about me behind my back. Back then, we girls talked about the same things as the boys—we all wanted to interact with the opposite sex as soon as possible, like kissing and hugging, and wanted to experience the feeling of being with someone.
During this time, I fell in love with my cousin, Shaohua. He was twenty-two years old and had come back from Fuzhou on vacation. He always had a smiling face, was tall and handsome, and had a black mustache, a sign of masculine maturity. His sharp mind gave him an impression of intelligence.
Honestly, none of that really attracted me; what truly captivated me was his bulging lower body, his magnificent penis visible through his tight pants, nestled between his legs.
Just thinking about it made my vagina burn intensely, itching as if something was about to burst forth. After we met, I found him to be a polite and cheerful man. He was very talkative, and I often sat beside him, letting him tell me interesting stories. I remember once, I pretended to be scared and sat down next to him. I could tell he was deeply attracted to me but didn't dare to make a move; I understood him completely.
Since falling in love with him, my heart has been tormented daily. Just being near him sends an indescribable urge through my body—a desperate longing for his penis to penetrate my itchy spot. Once, I deliberately and casually placed my hand on his inner thigh, slowly approaching his bulging area. He suddenly pulled me into his arms, his trembling lips capturing mine, then passionately kissing my face and neck, kissing me wantonly. I couldn't bear such a hot, ardent kiss, and I grasped that bulging, high, and incredibly hard place—it was so hard!
Just then, someone approached from a distance. I quickly released my hand. He saw us too, immediately stood up, and said, "Manna, let's go."
I nodded and stood up as well. We walked side by side, unknowingly reaching the depths of the woods. We sat down against a large tree, and I could hear his heartbeat.
Night fell, and the lake outside the forest was as still as the sky, occasionally broken by the croaking of frogs.
What a peaceful night! How many young couples were enjoying such blissful moments!
He reached out a warm hand and placed it on my shoulder, asking, "Are you cold?" I replied, "A little."
Actually, I wasn't cold; I just felt an indescribable sensation all over my body. I nestled tightly against his chest, and he gently stroked my hair with his slightly trembling hand. I turned my head and saw a strong light shining in his eyes. I gently rested my head against his strong chest and heard his heart pounding rapidly. He held my slender waist tightly, and I felt something throbbing and hardening against it. Suddenly, he pulled me close, one hand unbuttoning my shirt, the other reaching inside to rip open my white bra, grasping my soft, elastic breasts.
An indescribable pleasure spread through my body, making me feel weak and hot. I weakly said, "Cousin, what are you doing? Oh dear."
"Let me touch them," he said, stroking them back and forth.
I wrapped one arm tightly around his neck, and with the other hand I reached down to his hard, throbbing member and grasped it. It felt so good.
His hands rubbed against my body, gradually moving downwards until they reached my waist. He gently unbuckled my belt, and my mind went blank. I quickly stopped his groping hands, but he then suddenly kissed my lips and face, and then sucked hard on my nipples, rubbing them vigorously with his lips.
"Oh, that feels so good, mmm."
"Ah, oh, I can't take it anymore, oh!"
A surge of blissful impulse made me moan unintentionally. He said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, it feels good, doesn't it?"
"It feels so good, you're so kind." I nodded. I leaned weakly against him, letting him do as he pleased.
He quickly unbuckled my belt and slipped his hand into my virgin territory covered
in black pubic hair. My full, plump labia were wet. He stroked my snow-white thighs, moving them back and forth, then touched my wet labia. He
slid his hand back and forth, sometimes grabbing my pubic hair, sometimes pinching my clitoris with his fingers.
My heart pounded wildly with the stimulation of my genitals, I was breathless with excitement. It felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my vaginal walls, about to burst forth. I weakly lifted my head and said, "Cousin, am I dreaming?" He smiled at me and said, "Good sister, no, I'm not dreaming. I love you so much I'm almost crazy." Then his hands began to frantically caress my breasts, waist, thighs, and genitals. I truly had no strength left. Seeing my state, he helped me up, and we rested for a while.
Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. I don't know how much time had passed, but when I gradually woke up, I felt something inserted into my slightly swollen vagina. Opening my eyes, I saw him smiling at me, his fingers inserted into my wetness. My face flushed instantly, and I shyly pulled his hand out. I felt my genitals were wet and hot, the pubic hair on both sides of my labia covered in fluid. The vaginal fluid flowing from his hand soaked my pants. I exclaimed in surprise, "Cousin, look! So much!"
"It's alright, it's nothing," Shao Hua said with a smile.
As he spoke, he reached out to wipe away the fluid that had leaked out. While wiping, my engorged clitoris throbbed even more intensely, making me even more excited.
Gushes of vaginal fluid flowed out.
Then, he made me lie on the ground and undressed me completely. At first, I was a little embarrassed, but my heart and my tender body were truly yearning for it. He smiled and said, "Good sister, don't be afraid."
And so, I lay naked in his arms, letting him admire me as he pleased.
The night was utterly still. My full, elastic breasts, my soft, hairy pubic area, and my plump thighs were at his mercy, at his whim. Suddenly, he embraced me tightly, bent down, and fiercely sucked on my penis.
So good! A warm current flowed through my entire body.
I couldn't help but hold his head in my hands, pressing it hard against my breasts and rubbing it. He kissed my face, sucked on my pubic hair, and used his tongue to part the dark hair covering my clitoris. He gently bit my already swollen and throbbing clitoris.
At that moment, I couldn't control myself anymore. The desire for intercourse resonated throughout my body, and my inner itch intensified. I trembled uncontrollably, and gushing out in waves, staining his lips and beard. I watched as he sucked and swallowed the flowing fluid, feeling a tingling sensation throughout my body, like being electrocuted.
How I wished he would immediately insert that hard thing into me and thrust it a few times.
He didn't do that; he just kissed and licked and sucked relentlessly.
After a while, he looked up and asked, "Good sister, have you ever tasted the pleasure of sex? It's truly wonderful, so exhilarating, and so intoxicating. It's too late today, let's play again tomorrow."
I felt really disappointed, so I wiped my breasts with my hands and then my genitals with my panties, thinking, "So much white fluid has come out." I quickly put my clothes back on and said, "Cousin, let's go, we'll come again tomorrow."
He looked up, put his arm around my waist, and we walked out of the dark woods arm in arm. He checked his watch; it was already past two in the morning. He took me to my doorstep, hugged me tightly, and kissed me for a while before saying goodbye.
The next day, I received a note from my cousin Shaohua, inviting me to wait for him at the meadow, which was his residence. He said he had a precious gift for me. My heart raced, and I just wanted night to fall quickly. Finally, the sun set, and after a quick dinner, I headed to the place he had invited me to.
When I arrived, I saw Shao Hua, dressed in a smart and sharp suit, already waiting there. Seeing me, he quickly and politely greeted me, took my hand, and we walked hand-in-hand toward his residence.
This house had been his father's before, and now belonged to Shao Hua.
The room was very tastefully furnished and very quiet, with bouquets of flowers on the wall emitting an intoxicating fragrance.
We went inside and sat on the sofa. He placed one hand on my breast and poured me a cup of coffee with the other, saying, "Manna, you look really beautiful today."
I smiled shyly, lowered my head, and stared intently at the floor.

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〖Volume 2: A Life of Indulgence〗 Chapter 237: A Girl's First Night (2)

Today, I did indeed look very beautiful.
She had a slender figure, wearing a light red mesh top that strained her full breasts, making her white bra stand out prominently. She wore a black, flesh-colored tulle skirt that revealed half of her snow-white thighs, and beige high-heeled shoes. Through the skirt, I could clearly see her pink thong, tightly enveloping her large, plump vulva, like a small steamed bun sandwiched between her thighs.
He kept smiling at me and asked, "Is the coffee good?"
I nodded.
We chatted like this until he said, "Let's go."
I thought his attack was about to begin, and I was mentally prepared, just waiting for his "treasure" to penetrate me.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
But he led me to a bathroom, saying, "Please come in! I'll wait for you outside."
Only then did I realize his intention: to wash myself before drying off. I had no choice but to take off all my clothes.
Looking down at my snow-white, tender thighs and pink flesh, my large labia were covered with dense pubic hair, obscuring my engorged clitoris. I couldn't help but recall the alluring scenes of last night. My labia, covered by pubic hair, itched again, parting as if to eat something, and then a stream of white, sticky fluid flowed out. I instinctively touched it.
Goodness, so much more. I then touched my full breasts, feeling that they were much fuller and more elastic than before.
Just then, I heard someone moving next door. I quickly opened the door a crack and peeked out. "Oh my, Shaohua looks so beautiful today!" I almost cried out.
He was completely naked, half-reclining on the sofa, waiting. His pubic hair was thicker and longer than mine, a large patch of dark, glossy black hair. Most striking was his powerful penis, over half a foot long, as thick as a child's arm, erect between his legs, rhythmically throbbing. The glans was like an egg, exceptionally high.
At that moment, a strong sexual desire surged through my body like an electric current.
Sensation coursed through my large vulva, my labia opening and closing violently, making my heart race.
I quickly washed myself, eager to soon engage in that heavenly act of intercourse.
I washed and scrubbed my genitals repeatedly, the friction intensifying my sexual desire. I quickly dried myself off, walked naked out of the bathroom, and sat down next to his naked body.
He lit a cigarette, smoking as if nothing was wrong, his eyes burning as he stared at my naked body.
When I saw his erect penis, my sexual urge became even more unbearable, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my mouth. In my excitement, I blurted out, "It's getting late, hurry up, I'm so itchy, come on!"
I urged him anxiously.
He reached out and touched my full breasts, and I leaned into his arms, our skin touching.
He touched and kissed me, then suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist, lifted me up, and placed me on the bed. I playfully slapped him, embarrassed. He then got on the bed and hugged me tightly, kissing my breasts, genitals, and entire body passionately. He carefully admired my full vulva and dense pubic hair. I saw him insert a finger into my vagina, moving it in and out, and I felt incredibly good. Itchy, throbbing, I couldn't control myself.
He then smeared his sticky hands into my mouth.
It was so pleasurable!
He casually touched my body, and perhaps tired, he lay down beside me, our bodies pressed tightly together.
But that was nothing; the best was yet to come.
We rested for a while, then he suddenly got up, pressed down on me, and vigorously kneaded my breasts with both hands, pinching the tips hard a few times. Due to the sexual urges, I couldn't control the intense stimulation, and I kept shaking my hips. He then groped my tender buttocks, and I felt his hand reach down to my vulva, his fingers parting my labia and inserting two fingers at the same time. It felt so good! His other hand kept kneading, pinching, and rubbing my breasts.
My sexual desire surged rapidly, I felt uncomfortably hot inside, and my vaginal fluid flowed out in gushes. He got up and knelt between my thighs, grasped his iron-like penis, and used two fingers of his other hand to part my labia, rubbing the large glans of his penis back and forth on my vulva for lubrication.
Then, with a sudden "whoosh," he thrust his hips forward, and his glans, glistening with semen, squeezed into me. Since it was my first time experiencing the power of a real penis, I cried out in pain, "Ouch, it hurts so much! I can't take it!" He seemed not to hear me, and thrust in again. I really couldn't handle such a large penis.
"Ouch, it hurts so much! I'm so suffocated! Oh, be gentle! Hmm, it's so itchy, it's tearing!"
I groaned continuously, but he ignored me, just thrusting in hard. Whether it was the pain numbing me or I got used to it, there was a strange, wonderful feeling, incredibly pleasurable. His penis began to rhythmically thrust in and out of me. The dreamlike pleasure grew with each friction, becoming increasingly pleasurable. So beautiful! So incredibly pleasurable.
My limp body couldn't hold on any longer, so I grabbed his thick, hard, and slightly hot penis and pulled it out a little. But he held my buttocks and thrust even harder. I had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.
He moved up and down on top of me, panting heavily.
"Don't be too rough, I can't take it,"
he said, panting, trying to comfort me. "It's okay, it hurt a little at first because your penis broke through your hymen, it's better now, right?"
I hummed in response.
His penis moved in and out of me randomly, sometimes stirring and thrusting.
The deeper it went, the more comfortable it felt; the better it stirred, the more wonderful it felt.
Time passed by, and I moaned softly in pleasure: "Oh, you're so good, I can't help it, oh, oh, oh, oh, gentle, so beautiful!"
My vagina was so full I couldn't take it anymore, but the more he saw me like this, the harder he thrust and the faster he pulled.
This was the first time I had ever experienced the true pleasure of intercourse.
Suddenly, he hugged me even tighter, almost frantically, making it hard for me to breathe. I felt his penis, rubbing against me, grow thicker and harder than before. The speed of his thrusts increased.
It grew longer, thicker, and harder.
The force of his penis grew stronger, and he breathed more and more heavily.
"Oh, I can't take it! Oh, what are you doing?"
I cried out uncontrollably.
At that moment, his penis thrust rapidly inside me, and then, after a few more powerful thrusts, I felt streams of hot fluid shooting out, hitting my vaginal walls. It felt so good. I asked him, "It feels so good, what's going on?"
He said, "That's mine. After the friction between our bodies, it shot into you. Does it feel good?"
I nodded and hummed.
The intense and wonderful intercourse ended.
I casually squeezed his penis, which was still inside me. "Oh," I thought, "it's so soft now, much worse than before."
He slowly lifted his hips and pulled out his limp penis; the vaginal fluid inside me flowed out with his penis, enough to fill half a teacup, not to mention the amount he ejaculated.
We were both exhausted after this intense intercourse, so we lay on the bed to rest for a while.
Lying there, I recalled the intense scene, and reached out to touch his limp penis, playing with the shrunken glans. After a while, I felt it gradually harden, lengthen, and heat up, thumping loudly. I turned my head to look, and "Ah!" It was terrifying, even more intense than before. The surface of the penis was covered with blue veins, and the glans was swollen and glowing purplish-red. My hands could barely hold onto this suddenly enlarged member; I was truly afraid of this sight.
Suddenly, he got up again, pressed me down, raised my legs high, and from behind my buttocks, gripped me with both hands, and thrust into me fiercely.
"Ouch!" I cried out in pain, but he didn't penetrate, nor did he listen to my cries.
He thrust again, and this time, he went in.
This was terrible! It hurt like my head was on fire. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I quickly braced myself against his hips with both hands, preventing him from penetrating any deeper. Seeing that I had stopped his thrusting hips, he used his strong chest to press against my high breasts.
I felt a little dizzy.
He slowly pulled his penis out, then spread my legs, parted my pubic hair, and fiercely sucked on my mouth, his tongue swirling wildly inside. He
then sucked on my nipples. After his sucking and licking, my desire gradually increased, and my vagina opened and closed, sometimes loosening, sometimes tensing.
He told me to climb on top of him, and I did as he said, grabbing my buttocks and thrusting hard with his hard penis. It was difficult to get in, so I put one hand behind my back and helped him squeeze it in.
Somehow, it didn't hurt as much as before; instead, I felt a kind of pleasure. I excitedly kissed his mouth, and he sucked on my tongue, sucking on my saliva.
His penis began to throb, his buttocks rhythmically thrusting upwards, the pleasure of intercourse spreading throughout my body. I couldn't hold back and vigorously wiggled my buttocks, an indescribable sensation transporting me to a blissful paradise.

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[Volume 2: A Life of Indulgent Desire] Chapter 238: A Girl's First Night (3)

Now, I truly felt that the pleasure of intercourse was an enjoyment that nothing else could replace.
His penis thrust faster and faster, and we rubbed our bodies together, producing a tingling, electric-like sensation of comfort.
At this moment, I felt unparalleled joy, and I didn't know how to describe or express this joyful and excited feeling.
And so, we embraced, each consumed by our own desires.
My vaginal fluids flowed continuously, mixing our pubic hair together, a dark, tangled mess that made it impossible to distinguish his from mine.
The mixture of fluids and his pubic hair clung to our bellies, our labia moving with his penis.
Suddenly, like a wild horse unleashed, he thrust upwards with all his might, reaching a climax. We both gasped for breath, and with each thrust, we held each other tighter. His movements told me he was about to ejaculate.
I waited intently, anticipating the moment of his ejaculation. Then, his penis quickly hardened, thickened, and lengthened. I felt the streams of fluid spraying onto my vaginal walls. It felt warm and incredibly pleasurable!
At that moment, we were both exhausted, immersed in a blissful state.
Our intercourse had lasted quite a while, and we felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.
I was so tired.
He dragged his weary body out of me, his limp penis gushing out, soaking the bed.
What had just happened seemed like a dream. My genitals were covered in fluid. He turned me over and licked it repeatedly, then rubbed his penis against my stomach. We sat up. This intercourse had been incredibly satisfying. I produced a lot of vaginal fluid, and he ejaculated a great deal.
We embraced and played until dawn.
Since that encounter, my sexual desire had intensified, my urges stronger. This was the peak of sexual pleasure I had ever experienced. I will never forget this blissful, sweet experience.
Time flew by, and several months passed. Shaohua received a university notice to return to the Soviet Union for further studies. We said our hurried goodbyes, and it was time for me to start my own semester. I returned to the sports academy. He wrote several times, telling me to wait patiently for his return. His letters could only comfort my heart, not satisfy my body. My genitals weren't thinking of his letters, but of his hard, thick penis.
Ever since we had sex, my vagina has been constantly itchy, and my sexual desire has become even stronger. I was eighteen years old at the time, a time of boundless energy, and I longed for sexual satisfaction again immediately.
Whenever I thought of this, my vagina would itch intensely and feel hot. It was unbearable to endure this torment.
Perhaps this feeling is a normal expression of every teenage girl's urgent sexual needs during puberty, but this kind of endurance is truly unbearable.
I really wanted to see my cousin Shaohua, to warm me with his healthy body, to embrace me with his strong arms, and to have his iron-like penis thrust into my itchy spot a few more times. I also wanted to taste his unique saliva with my tongue and let him kiss my tender breasts to his heart's content.
During these days, I had trouble sleeping every night, my mind racing with thoughts of sexual hunger. Due to sexual stimulation, my vagina gradually felt dry. Sometimes I longed for a young man to come and conquer this uncultivated "wilderness," to let me taste a few drops of that milky fluid.
More than once, I undressed and lay on the bed, admiring my snow-white, soft flesh and my large, plump vulva.
Lying on the bed, I spread my thighs and touched my plump vulva with my hands. When sexually aroused, I would insert two fingers and thrust them in and out, rubbing the intensely itchy area. Soon, a lot of white fluid would flow out, thus relieving my sexual needs.
Sometimes, when my libido was very strong, my clitoris would throb and swell with blood, and I would drink the vaginal fluid that flowed out, tasting what he liked. It was indeed good, but the pleasure wasn't as intense as penile penetration. There was no other way but to satisfy myself this way.
There wasn't much joy, and my libido never reached its peak.
At those times, I desperately wanted my cousin Shaohua to come back immediately; I couldn't bear the sexual urges.
Sometimes I would roll up the sheets, hug them tightly, and rub them against my itchy vulva, stimulating my labia to open and close, making my clitoris throb beneath my pubic hair, and then releasing my vaginal fluid.
If only a young man had understood me back then, how wonderful that would have been! Sometimes my sexual desire made me unbearably aroused, so I would insert the handle of my badminton racket and vigorously stir it inside me.
Thinking about these things makes me laugh, but almost every girl has had similar experiences, right?
In short, this is part of my teenage years, a stage a girl goes through to satisfy her sexual needs.
Two years have passed in a flash, but my cousin still hasn't returned. Perhaps he's found another woman he loves. I'm now a third-year student at the sports academy. During these long years, I've fallen in love with a classmate in my department, a graceful and exceptionally skilled gymnast named Lin Tao.
As I've grown older, my sexual needs have gradually increased, and I've found it increasingly difficult to resist. Several times I tried to have sex with him in the dormitory, but it never happened.
Finally, at the age of twenty-two, I married Lin Tao.
He's an overseas Chinese, far superior to my cousin Shaohua in every way.
Now, let me tell you about our wedding night!
Having thoroughly enjoyed the pleasures of sex and having endured a long period of sexual deprivation, I immediately wanted to enjoy myself with him on our wedding night.
After finally waiting for all the guests to leave, I didn't dare to rush into arousing or teasing him because I hadn't told him about some things from my past with my cousin. I endured the pain of the itching in my genitals, waiting for him to kiss and hug me. I tried to tease him by chatting, but he only talked about unrelated things and didn't try to arouse me.
After a while, perhaps his desire was aroused, he rolled over and pinned me down, holding me tightly.
I waited for him to do something, but he held me still, just kissing me incessantly, without touching my genitals.
I thought maybe he was testing me.
How could he know about the past? As I was thinking this, he reached out and pinched my breast, but still didn't touch my genitals.
I closed my eyes, not daring to look at him, just waiting for his move.
He rubbed my breasts harder and harder. You know, a woman's breasts are a sexually sensitive area. He continued to rub them forcefully, and I couldn't hold back any longer, so I pushed my plump vulva towards him. I felt his glans against mine, its hardness throbbing rhythmically, so thick and swollen it seemed to lift my plump vulva.
Then my vagina began to open and close rhythmically, my clitoris throbbing violently, my labia opening and closing with an unbearable itch, my vaginal fluid overflowing, a suffocating discomfort I couldn't describe.
I tried to squeeze his penis against my vulva, but he didn't try to squeeze me back at all.
I couldn't bear it any longer, so I slowly inserted one hand, probing back and forth inside.
I was very careful with these actions, afraid he would feel it.
As I probing, vaginal fluid flowed down my hand, running down my thighs. I eagerly awaited his next move, thinking, "My little darling, why aren't you coming in? Come on!"
But he just held me, not making a move until dawn.
Friends, you can imagine how unbearable that was.
I suffered terribly all night, like a starving person seeing a steamed bun but not being allowed to eat it.
The next day, after we got up, he saw that I was very unhappy, so he said, "Honey, don't be angry, there's more good stuff to come. See you in bed tonight."
After I finished washing up, the people who were looking for him arrived. We all ate together, and then he went out with his colleagues.
I was restless and wished it would get dark soon.
Night fell, and he still hadn't returned. I took off my clothes and went to bed to wait for him. After a while, he came back. Seeing me waiting on the bed, he hurriedly took off his clothes and got on.
Suddenly, he grabbed my waist with his thighs, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me passionately. He told me to lie down, pressed down on me, and squeezed my breasts hard with his chest, then sucked on my nipples.
This made my whole body unbearably itchy.
This was the second man to have played with me. This time, he turned around, put his head between my thighs, and frantically sucked on my large labia, licking my clitoris back and forth with his tongue.
In my personal experience, a woman's clitoris is the most sensitive sexual organ, much more sensitive than the breasts.
He continued licking, until I felt flustered, itchy, and hot. My buttocks involuntarily swayed back and forth. I couldn't breathe, and my bladder felt like it was about to burst. I urgently needed to urinate, but seeing me trembling like that, he held me tightly. He unintentionally parted my thighs, and as soon as they did, I urinated.
Seeing the urine flowing out, he quickly leaned over and sucked on my urethra, swallowing all the urine.
He then spread my legs wider, preparing to penetrate me. I was both excited and thrilled; I was about to experience heavenly pleasure again. My itchiness intensified, and my clitoris became somewhat red and swollen.
He looked down at my vulva and said, "My God, it's so big!"
Due to the intense sexual arousal, my labia appeared even larger

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