Indulging in pleasure at a private spa (4)

The boy pierced me in one go.

I squinted, watching his taut penis inside the transparent sheath, veins bulging, full of power,
like a magnificent spear. The glans, encased in the transparent rubber sheath, stood high, reflecting a purple sheen,
parting the smooth, oily, thick vulva, and plunged deep into me, penetrating to my very core.

I'd once seen a phrase online, "How to open your taste buds."

I didn't know about taste buds, but at this moment, my cavity was completely stretched open.

His penis was completely inside.

The lubricant and ample vaginal fluid made the penetration effortless, or as the boy would say, "
silky smooth."

The boy reached the very end of my inner world, piercing the deepest part of my cavity.

Our genitals pressed tightly together, with no gap between us.

I felt my vulva being pricked by countless needles, both painful and itchy. It was thick pubic hair, rubbing against my
cleanly flesh, squeezing my clitoris, which was bulging with excitement.

The overwhelming gluttony and sensual pleasure caused my entire body to spasm uncontrollably. My legs trembled, and
I curled my toes tightly. I arched my head back so hard that my neck and shoulders lifted
off the massage bed.

A high-pitched moan escaped my throat uncontrollably, echoing throughout the bathroom.

Countless chaotic thoughts raced through my mind, ultimately turning into shame and self-reproach: I'm sorry, my dear
husband, your wife is here, being violated by someone else, her body broken open, forcefully... penetrated
... but... I really need... really...

The next second, all my thoughts were shattered by the pleasure rushing into my brain.

A sudden series of violent thrusts not only pierced my body and churned my mind, but also
shattered my long, incessant moan into countless short, trembling sounds.

My hands, unable to hold onto my thighs, involuntarily loosened. My arms fell limply onto the massage bed,
sprawling .

My legs, losing their support, dangled helplessly in the air, gradually spreading apart. They fell into his hands.
He grasped them, not just my ankles, but the arches and insteps as well, kissing and sucking my
toes.

The boy lifted my legs, raising them high, like a victorious hunter retrieving his
prized prey.

Simultaneously, his powerful penis thrust in and out rapidly and relentlessly, leaving me weak and limp.

He disdained any fancy techniques like "nine shallow, one deep."

I felt his testicles constantly hitting my anus, stimulating not only my anus but also
shaking my intestines, burning with desire from the drug. The simultaneous stimulation of two penises brought an extremely chaotic
pleasure, gradually merging into one, becoming indistinguishable.

Our limbs intertwined, passionately raping each other, every inch of our bodies glistening with oil, sweat, and
semen.

He panted.

I screamed intermittently,

my nostrils filled with the thick scent of hormones.

The sounds of thrusting and slapping flesh filled my ears.

The towel covering my head had long since fallen off somewhere. I was breathing heavily, my hair disheveled and sticking to my body,
reeking of my own fluids.

I had already orgasmed several times, but I still wanted more.

A strange thought vaguely surfaced: the frantically secreted fluids, unable to flow out of my body, were being
pushed deep into my body by the inserted penis, flowing back into my head. And with each thrust, my head
was filled to the brim with fluids, swaying back and forth. It made me dizzy, and I had no other
thoughts but to keep having sex.

At this moment, because the movements were too vigorous, my breasts were shaking rapidly, pulling painfully.

So I had to raise my hands to cover them, to stop them from shaking.

My hands were on my breasts, and they felt hard and pointed in my palms, like two fleshy nails, swollen and slightly
painful.

Nipples.

The boy was thrusting rapidly, and he was speaking rapidly as well.

"Sister, rub your nipples!"

I had lost all ability to think. Without a second thought, I used the pads of my thumbs and the knuckles of my index fingers
to gently pinch and rub my nipples.

After just the first pinch, the second and third were unstoppable. "

Is it good, sister?"

the boy asked, while unleashing another round of powerful and rapid thrusts.

I couldn't even answer; I was breathless from his fucking, only focusing on rapidly pinching and
rubbing my nipples with both hands.

But his penis had withdrawn halfway, only trembling slightly inside my cavity.

The empty cavity felt painfully empty.

I gasped for breath and looked at him blankly. The boy stared into my eyes and asked a second time.

"Good," I answered breathlessly. "So good, I want more, give me more, uh—" With another round of intense fucking, amidst the
endless mini-orgasms, I tensed my body again, tilting my head back and arching my shoulders and neck.

I screamed: "Ahhh! Like that! Fuck!" Fuck me harder! Fuck me to death!

The boy thrust in and out fiercely, making my flesh throb inside and out: "Sister, why didn't you say 'I want it,' instead you said 'fuck me'? Be
reserved, sister."

I panted and said: "Reserved my ass."

(To be continued)

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