Blind Date Diary: Tender Little Hole

I straightened my clothes in front of the mirror and combed my freshly styled hair, looking at myself with satisfaction. My previously messy hair looked much more stylish with just a little hair gel. Changing from my usual uniform to casual clothes made me look more dashing and energetic; truly, "clothes make the man," as the
saying goes. The reason I went to such lengths to groom myself was simply because a familiar older woman wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend. Since I stormed off from home and came to this city alone, this was the first time anyone had introduced me to a girlfriend. It wasn't that I didn't want a girlfriend, but with my meager salary, supporting myself in this unfamiliar city was difficult enough, let alone finding one. Without a solid financial foundation, I didn't even dare to think about it.
However, ever since I met Sister Yu Wei, she's been trying to find me a girlfriend. She always tells me that being alone in a strange place requires someone to care for and cherish you, so you won't feel lonely, and that this is beneficial for your growth and development… and so on. Her warm hospitality was hard to refuse, so I met several women she introduced me to. Unfortunately, either I didn't like them, or they didn't like me. I didn't mind, but it made her feel embarrassed, and she became even more enthusiastic about introducing me to girlfriends, which left me feeling helpless.
Sister Yu Wei is five years older than me, 28 this year, but both her appearance and personality give the impression of someone seventeen or eighteen. Since she met me, she's called me "little brother," and I, of course, am happy to acknowledge this beautiful older sister.
She's not tall, less than 1.6 meters, petite and delicate, but her firm, rounded hips look incredibly alluring in tight jeans. Despite her slender figure, her breasts are full and firm, her prominent peaks always so noticeable. Sister Yu Wei is already married and has had a miscarriage, but this miscarriage hasn't affected her figure at all. Her husband is a businessman, always traveling for business. I've known Sister Yuwei for about half a year and often visit her home, but I've only seen her husband home twice. In my free time, when I have nowhere else to go, I go to her house to keep her company. She always asks me for help when she needs something at home.
Over time, she doesn't treat me like an outsider. When I visit, she dresses very casually. A few times, she had just finished showering and was wearing only a bathrobe when she asked me to help her with housework. Her fragrant, fair skin, her subtly revealed breasts, and her smooth, rounded thighs always aroused my desire. Every night when I couldn't sleep and masturbated, Sister Yuwei's image was always the object of my fantasies.
A few days ago, Sister Yuwei contacted me again, saying she had found me a good target—a 19-year-old student from out of town, staying at her aunt's house. Her aunt and Yuwei have been neighbors since childhood, and she wanted Yuwei to help her niece find a boyfriend… and so on. I almost fainted when I heard that. Good heavens, she's a student?!
My meager salary is barely enough to support myself, let alone have a student with no income as a girlfriend? Forget it, I don't want to sell my blood to support us. But Sister Yu Wei had already set a meeting time without even asking my opinion, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go. But I'll see how it goes. If it really works out, I'll have to immediately apologize to my family and ask for financial assistance. The appointed time was approaching, so I left my cramped rented room and went to the intersection to wait for Sister Yu Wei.
Soon, Sister Yu Wei arrived in her car. I got in and we chatted casually, and I learned a little about the girl. She was a student at a private university, two years younger than me, and from out of town. She had been staying with her aunt since arriving here. Her uncle, who used to be a company owner, died in a car accident two years ago, leaving behind her aunt and a daughter, her cousin. After her uncle died, her aunt transferred the company. The car accident compensation and the company transfer fees were enough for her aunt's family's living expenses. This girl was naturally a bit "wild
," and the divorce of her parents two years ago had been a big blow to her. In just two years since she came here, she had gotten into a lot of trouble. Her aunt wanted to find her a boyfriend to keep her in check, so she asked Sister Yuwei if she knew anyone suitable. Sister Yuwei naturally recommended me. After hearing the general situation, I felt increasingly dizzy. It turned out that I was about to meet a "savage girlfriend
." Oh my god, I really wanted to get out of the car and go home. I wanted to be the "boss" at home
. I was already miserable enough at work. If I were to be mistreated at home, what would be the point of life? Oh well, I'll just meet her and that's it, so as not to disappoint Sister Yuwei's good intentions. The car drove along the coastal road until it reached a villa area, which was a well-known wealthy area in the city. Could she live here? Sure enough, the car entered the community and stopped in front of a villa. "Sister Yu, does she live here?"
I asked Sister Yu Wei. "Yes, Xiao Rui, her family lives here,"
Sister Yu Wei replied with a smile. "We're meeting at their house?"
I was a little surprised. "What's wrong with that? Come on in, we're all late. Xiao Rui, be natural when you go in, be warm and proactive when you see her."
Sister Yu Wei urged me to get out of the car quickly, and I had no choice but to get out with her. Sister Yu Wei rang the doorbell, spoke a few words to her friend, the electric gate opened, and I walked with her towards the villa. The girl who opened the door looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, about 1.65 meters tall, very thin, with slightly dark skin, but her big, round eyes were very bright. "Aunt Wei Wei, you haven't come in so long!"
The girl happily rushed to Sister Yu Wei, and Sister Yu Wei happily hugged her, saying, "Linlin, you've grown so tall, taller than Auntie, almost a young lady..."
Was it her? I looked at this girl, whom Sister Yu called Linlin, and her appearance was quite ordinary!
I thought to myself. The little girl kept glancing at me furtively, then whispered a few words in Sister Yu's ear. I saw Sister Yu nod, and the little girl looked at me again, then smiled and pulled Sister Yu into the house. Sister Yu waved to me, signaling me to come in with her. Once in the living room, a middle-aged woman came out to greet Sister Yu, embracing her and asking after her well-being. The little girl stood beside her.
It seemed this woman was Sister Yu's friend. But who was this little girl?
Was she Sister Yu's friend's niece?
I was eager to know the answer; if so, I'd better go home. However, the answer came quickly. This little girl, named Linlin, was Sister Yu's friend's daughter, while the girl I was supposed to meet was upstairs in her room, fiddling with something. Sister Yu's friend told us to sit down and rest, then asked Linlin to go upstairs to call her sister, while she chatted with Sister Yu. I sat quietly on the sofa, waiting. It seemed the lady upstairs was busy and wouldn't be coming down anytime soon. Bored, I started observing Sister Yu's friend.
She was about thirty-five or thirty-six, but very well-maintained, looking even younger than thirty. Her looks were far superior to her daughter's; in fact, her daughter bore little resemblance to her. She exuded a captivating charm of a mature woman, equally beautiful and equally stunning as Sister Yu. Unfortunately, she seemed to have spent most of her time at home, lacking a certain elegance that Sister Yu possessed. Just as I was comparing the two beauties with interest, I heard footsteps and the soft laughter of two girls coming from the stairs behind me.
A surge of nervousness rose within me. Ever since I came out with Sister Yu, I'd been imagining what she looked like. Sister Yu had never seen her in person, so I could only picture her. Now that I was about to meet her, how could I not be nervous? I turned to look at the stairs and our eyes met. "Ah!"
We both gasped in surprise. How could it be her? I turned around awkwardly and sat on the sofa, not knowing
whether to laugh or cry. I heard heavy footsteps on the stairs behind me; it sounded like she had run back upstairs, leaving Sister Yu and her friend standing there dumbfounded. Good heavens! It's true what they say, enemies always meet. I never imagined that the person who made me lose my first job in this city and humiliated me would be the one I was about to meet. Thinking of her, my anger and resentment kept surging up.
Since I ran away from home in a fit of pique and came here, my first job was as a cashier in a supermarket. About six months ago, one day, I was at the counter when the lady I met came to pay after shopping. It turned out that one of the 100-yuan notes in the 300 yuan she handed me was counterfeit. As required by the supermarket, I immediately returned it and told her that there was a problem with her money and asked her to exchange it. Unexpectedly, this angered the hot-tempered lady, and she started making a scene with me on the spot. I could only swallow my anger and keep explaining to her as required by the company.
My constant tolerance only emboldened this woman, making her even more disruptive. Eventually, she brought in our department manager, a recent graduate with a master's degree (though I seriously doubt how she even got into university and completed her master's). Her management skills were nonexistent; she would relentlessly criticize and humiliate anyone who encountered a problem. Under her management, everyone in our department was always on edge, afraid of making even the slightest mistake, because a mistake meant several days of misery. Those with connections in our department all left, leaving those of us without any backing to live and work under her thumb.
When the department manager arrived, she took both me and her to her office and berated me, demanding an apology. With my probation period about to expire, I had no choice but to swallow my grievances and apologize to keep my job. I thought that would be the end of it, but the girl wouldn't let it go and kept yelling at me. I couldn't bear her humiliation any longer and retorted a couple of times. She then picked up a water glass from the table and threw it at me. I couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the forehead.
At that moment, I couldn't control my anger anymore, and in a fit of rage, I slapped her twice... As a result, I lost my first job. My probationary salary was withheld by the department manager, and penniless, I was evicted by my landlord. I slept on the streets for three days before finding this job.
I never expected to see her again today, especially in this kind of situation. I don't know what she'll think, but I feel disgusted and awkward, like I've swallowed a dead fly. Sister Yu and her friend were clearly unaware of what was going on, and the girl named Linlin was also stunned on the stairs. The atmosphere was very awkward for a moment. Linlin turned and went upstairs to find out what was going on. A short while later, she heard that familiar, unforgettable, shrewish voice from upstairs, basically telling her to get lost, that she found me disgusting.
Since there was no point in staying any longer, Yu Jie and I got up to leave. Yu Jie's friend, looking embarrassed, saw us off. On the way, Yu Jie asked me what had happened, and I told her the whole story. Yu Jie could only comfort me and vowed to introduce me to someone even better.
I remained silent the whole way home. The girl's cursing kept echoing in my ears. I, a grown man, had been treated so badly by a shameless little girl, and I couldn't do anything about it. Thinking about all the things I'd experienced since coming to this city—being evicted by my landlord, scolded by my boss, beaten by the city management officers, and ridiculed by my colleagues—an uncontrollable fire of anger burned within me. Before I knew it, Sister Yu had already dropped me off at my doorstep. I got out of the car, forced a smile for her, and turned to go home.
When I reached the door, I reached for my keys, but oh no! My keys were gone! I rushed back, thankfully Sister Yu's car was still parked at the intersection. I quickly got in and searched the car, but they weren't there. A cold sweat broke out on my forehead. This set of keys contained not only my apartment key but also my office key. If I lost this set, I probably would lose my job. I calmed myself down and thought carefully. Then it dawned on me: when Sister Yu and I went to her friend's house, because my pockets were shallow, I was afraid the keys would fall out when I sat on the sofa, so I just left them on her coffee table. I hadn't realized I'd forgotten to take them in my haste.
I wanted to take a taxi back to get the keys, but Sister Yu insisted on coming with me. I felt bad asking her to go with me again, so I said, "Sister Yu, let's not go. You've already spent quite a bit of time with me today. Let's hurry home and be with your husband; don't keep him waiting."
Sister Yu smiled and said, "It's okay. Your husband is away on a business trip anyway, and I have nothing to do at home. I'll go with you. Let's go quickly and come back soon. I'll treat you to dinner today."
Sister Yu and I went to her friend's house together. We arrived quickly, and Sister Yu told me to get the keys myself, saying she wouldn't go in and would wait for me outside. I got out of the taxi, smiled at Sister Yu, and turned to walk towards her front door. I rang the doorbell, and it was that same girl named Linlin who opened the door. I explained why I was there, and she was very friendly and let me in.
I walked into the living room... sigh! As fate would have it, the girl was watching TV in the living room. Seeing me come in, her smiling face immediately changed color. Not wanting to argue further, I grabbed the keys and turned to leave. But then that infuriating voice rang out again: "Linlin, look what he took!
Don't steal anything from us! Outsiders like him are always the most dishonest. He'll steal your things if you're not careful. He came in looking so shifty; he clearly wasn't up to anything. Linlin, look at his face, he's obviously a thief. I don't know what the police are doing all day, letting people like him walk around on the streets. Why don't they arrest him already, so he doesn't look good in the city?"
"Sister Xiaoming, he just forgot his keys. He came to get them..."
the little girl named Linlin said indignantly to her sister. "What? That's just an excuse!"
Xiaoming interrupted her sister. "What do you know? People like him only know how to use such petty tricks. I don't know how his parents even gave birth to him. If it were me, I would have strangled such a bastard son long ago. But judging from his appearance, his parents aren't any better. He's a bastard, and his parents are bastards too..."
Hearing this, I couldn't control myself any longer. I could be insulted, but my parents could never be insulted! I turned around angrily, glaring at her fiercely, my eyes almost spitting fire. I pointed at her and said in a trembling voice, "You, say it again, you dare say it again..."
She seemed frightened by my anger and took two steps back. Seeing that I didn't make any further moves, she started cursing again: "I said your parents aren't any good either, you're a bastard, your parents are bastards!"
I rushed forward and slapped her hard twice. The little girl named Linlin hurriedly grabbed my arm to stop me, but her older sister pounced on me, scratching several bloody marks on my face with her long fingernails like a mad dog. I broke free of her arm, pushed Linlin away, and angrily punched her in the stomach, knocking her onto the sofa. My punch made her roll around.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but when I looked down, Linlin was lying unconscious on the floor. I rushed over and saw that when I pushed Linlin away, I had used too much force, and Linlin's head had hit the coffee table, causing her to pass out. I panicked. This wasn't the situation I wanted. I turned to leave as quickly as possible; if this escalated, I'd be in deep trouble. I'd only taken two steps when I felt a whooshing sound behind my head. I quickly turned to dodge, but "bang!"
I felt dizzy, as if I'd been hit by a large steel plate, and I fell to the ground. My head throbbed, but I was still somewhat conscious. Turning around, I saw a thin, dark-skinned girl I'd never seen before standing there with a frying pan. When she saw me looking at her, she raised the pan and swung it at me. I kicked her hard in the stomach, knocking her over. I rolled over and got up, seeing that the thin, dark-skinned girl had been knocked unconscious by my kick. I breathed a sigh of relief, but then I looked up and saw the girl named Xiaoming hunched over the coffee table, fumbling for her phone. My heart sank. If she called the police, this situation would be disastrous for me. I steeled myself—might as well go all out today!
I took a few steps forward and kicked her in the groin. This time it landed squarely, and she cried out, "Ah!"
With a scream, she tumbled off the coffee table and passed out. I grabbed the phone from the table and smashed it twice on her head. I stood there dumbfounded, staring at the scene in the living room. How could it have come to this? Sister Yu was still waiting for me outside. What would she say if she found out? What would these people say when they woke up? What was I going to do? Just as I was lost in thought, I heard Sister Yu's exclamation behind me. I looked and saw Sister Yu standing in the doorway, staring blankly at the scene in the living room. "Sister Yu, it wasn't my fault. They forced me. They started it. I don't know what happened... I just struggled a couple of times... I..."
I stammered, trying to explain to Sister Yu. Sister Yu ignored me and rushed in to try and wake Linlin. I watched as Sister Yu kept slapping Linlin's face and calling her name. My mind was a mess. What was I going to do? Linlin, this little girl, was quite polite to me, but what if she woke up? What would she say? Would she speak up for me? After all, the person I knocked unconscious was her sister. My mind was a complete mess. "I can't let them wake up, I can't let anyone know, this can't get out, not even Sister Yu. I've lost too much already, I can't lose anything else..."
A wicked thought surged into my mind. I couldn't let Sister Yu leave this house again. If this got out, I'd face at least detention. I'd almost lost everything; I couldn't lose my freedom too. I grabbed the frying pan that had hit me earlier and smashed it over Sister Yu's head... I looked at the four people lying unconscious in the large living room and smiled desperately. How could a blind date turn out like this? I didn't want this. I just wanted to live the life an ordinary person should live.
Because of disagreements with my family, I left my home and my parents in a fit of pique and came to this city. I endured humiliation and contempt. Through my own efforts, I finally got a relatively stable job and a salary. Although my current humble abode is far from comparable to my former home, this is, after all, my own world, my own space of freedom. All of this was earned through my own hard work and effort. I can't lose it; I can't lose my pitiful freedom.
I looked at the four people lying on the ground with disgust. You forced me into this situation. Ever since I came to this city, I've had enough of your taunts and ridicule. You've driven me to this point. Now that things have come to this, I have no way out, and neither do you. At worst, we'll fight to the death. I'll lose my limited freedom or my life, but you'll lose much more! I smiled coldly, and an evil thought formed in my mind.
I went out of the house, drove Sister Yu's car into the yard, blocked the gate, and locked all the doors and windows on the first floor. Now, nobody can leave this villa. I checked Sister Yu's breathing; it was normal, which relieved me. I was terribly worried that my blow might have hurt her. Of all these people, the last person I wanted to see injured was Sister Yu, and the last person I wanted to see involved was her. But she insisted on coming with me, and at such an inopportune time. Although I felt terrible for her, I had no choice but to do this for my own sake.
I looked around but couldn't find any rope. What could I do? I grabbed a few towels and used them to tie Sister Yu's hands and feet, and gagged her so she couldn't make a sound. Looking at Sister Yu lying on the sofa like Sleeping Beauty, at her round, firm buttocks encased in tight jeans, at her prominent breasts, the suppressed desire suddenly flared up.
The uncontrollable lust traveled from my lower abdomen to my genitals; my penis was painfully hard again. I never imagined that I would finally possess the object of my nightly sexual fantasies, and in such a way. I pulled off Sister Yu's belt, unbuttoned her pants, and took off the delicate sandals she was wearing. I held her fair, delicate feet in my hands, caressing them gently. Sister
Yu's feet were beautifully shaped, her white toes lightly painted with colorful nail polish, like colorful flower petals. I put her toes in my mouth and gently stroked them with my tongue. I desperately wanted to strip Sister Yu naked right away and enjoy this body I had always fantasized about and longed for. But now I didn't have that much time to properly admire Sister Yu. I'd better tie them up first before fully enjoying the pleasure she brought me.
I couldn't find any rope, but her phone line was long and sturdy enough. I cut the phone line—keeping the phone would only cause trouble anyway—and used it to tie that wretched woman named Xiaoming up tightly. That bitch, she's so vicious! Later, I'll show her what I'm made of! I initially considered shoving a towel down her throat, but then I thought that would be too easy on her. So I took off my socks and stuffed them, along with a rag from the coffee table, into her mouth. I also pulled off her belt. Only then did I get a good look at this woman who seemed destined to be my enemy.
To be honest, this girl was quite pretty, not much less so than Sister Yu. Compared to her sister Linlin, this girl looked more like Sister Yu's friend. If it weren't for her terrible personality and those unpleasant memories, she could have been my girlfriend. Now, I don't need to be her girlfriend; I'll just have to wait to be her slave!
I gave her breasts a couple of hard squeezes. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were very elastic and hot—I liked it. I used two belts to tie Linlin's hands and feet, then picked her up and placed her on the coffee table, securing her with my belt. Now, I only needed one more thing—what to use to tie up the girl who hit me with the pot?
This unknown little brat was really ruthless, actually hitting me with a frying pan! I'd better teach her a lesson!
I rummaged through the drawers and found a large roll of duct tape, a sharp art knife, and a box of pins. The duct tape was quite useful. I leaned her against the chair, taped her feet to the chair legs, tied her hands behind her back to the chair back, and taped her mouth shut. All done.
I circled the living room on the first floor twice and found a basement. Hmm, this place is good for locking someone up. I circled it again; there was no one else, but I felt like something was missing. What was it? Ah, I suddenly remembered—it was Sister Yu's friend. I wondered why she wasn't home? A cold sweat broke out on my back. Was she home? Had she
gone out? If she had, when would she be back? If she was home, why didn't she come out when there was all that commotion? I hurriedly searched each room, but found nothing on the first floor. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and cautiously went up to the second floor. The second floor wasn't small either, with three bedrooms, a study, a room cluttered with miscellaneous items, and a bathroom. I carefully searched each room, but found nothing, except for the tightly closed bathroom. I cautiously approached and pressed my ear against the door to listen. Sure enough, I could hear the sound of running water, as if someone was showering. Was it Sister Yu's friend? Or someone else? After all, I hadn't seen the little girl who almost knocked me unconscious when I arrived.
Their soundproofing was really good; I could only hear a faint shower sound from outside. No wonder there was no noise downstairs. I tried turning the bathroom doorknob. Haha! The door wasn't locked from the inside. I gently pushed the door open and carefully slipped inside. The room was filled with steam, a thick fog, and I could only see a blurry figure showering. "Linlin, why didn't you listen to your mother? You came in without knocking!"
Haha! It was Sister Yu's friend; she hadn't left, and couldn't leave anymore. Thinking this, I smiled smugly. My laughter startled her. "Who is it? Get out! I'll call for help!"
Sister Yu's friend screamed in terror. The bathroom was too steamy; she couldn't see me clearly. "Auntie, you don't recognize me after just a short while? You're so forgetful!"
I chuckled and turned on the exhaust fan; the steam quickly dissipated. Sister Yu's friend cowered in the bathtub, frantically covering herself with her hands; the showerhead lay fallen beside her feet, still spraying water. She finally saw me, and her courage seemed to grow a little stronger. "Get out! If you don't leave, I'll call for help! I'll call the police! Where's Yu Wei? Yu Wei!... Linlin! Linlin!"
she shouted loudly. "Auntie, save your energy. I've already tied your daughter Linlin and that bitch niece up tightly downstairs. They'll have a hard time moving, let alone coming upstairs to help you."
I laughed as I looked smugly at her trembling, naked body. "You...you...what do you want?...Don't do anything rash, my...my husband will be back soon..."
Yu's friend said nervously when no one came. "Oh? Your husband will be back? It seems there aren't any return tickets from heaven or hell yet! What do I want to do? I want to have sex with you, your daughter, and that filthy bitch. That's what I want to do."
I said with a wicked grin. I was surprised at how fluently I could say those words; it seems I do have a talent for being a bad guy! "No...no, don't do anything rash, I can give you money. How much do you want? I can give you money, please let us go...I'm Yu Wei's friend, please don't do anything rash for Yu Wei's sake!"
She almost cried as she begged me. "How much do I want?"
I pretended to think. "Hmm... I want you and your daughter, and that bitch; as for Sister Yu Wei, I'll go easy on you for her sake, save my energy, since she's still downstairs tied up and waiting for me!"
I didn't want to waste any more words with her. Looking at her beautiful body was both a pleasure and a pain, since keeping that little tent in my lower body like that was quite tiring. "Auntie, you'd better not struggle or move. That knife in your kitchen is very sharp. I don't want to accidentally leave any marks on your fair skin, and I certainly don't want to ruin your beautiful face."
I casually closed the bathroom door and approached her step by step. She just curled up in the bathtub, watching me slowly approach in terror. Beautiful women always care a lot about their appearance, and Sister Yu's friend was no exception. I don't know if she heard my threat, but she was so scared that she forgot to scream. Seeing her like this, I knew I wouldn't encounter much resistance. The knife in my hand would only get in the way and might accidentally hurt her. I threw the knife in a corner by the door so she wouldn't touch it.
The bathroom was too damp and stuffy, and with the burning desire within me, I quickly stripped naked to cool off. "Auntie, the bathroom is so hot, let's take a bath together to cool off!"
I stepped into the bathtub and walked up to her. At this moment, she seemed to come to her senses: "Ah! No! Help! Let me go..."
She pushed me away with all her might, trying to avoid my outstretched hands. I was prepared, and seized the opportunity to grab her arm, twist it around, and with a forceful knee strike, flipped her over into the bathtub. Her snow-white buttocks were right in front of me, her slightly brownish, plump vulva and thick pubic hair giving me intense sensual stimulation. My already rock-hard penis was now even more aroused. I had originally wanted to continue playing cat and mouse with her, toying with this mature beauty, but now I simply couldn't hold back any longer. I twisted her arm with one hand, kicked her tightly closed legs apart with my foot, took a deep breath to calm myself, aimed my large penis at her slightly parted peach blossom entrance, and thrust it straight in. "Ah..."
We both cried out almost simultaneously. I was satisfied, while she cried out in pain and despair. It felt amazing! Since I stormed out of the house, my girlfriend hadn't stood by me like I'd imagined, but had rationally chosen to break up with me. For the past six months, I hadn't been able to touch a woman. Now, my little brother could finally be released from his slumber. "Mmm...mmm..."
I thrust forcefully, making satisfied sounds. It felt amazing, much better than with my ex-girlfriend. Even though she'd had a child, her vaginal walls still tightly gripped my penis. Perhaps she hadn't had sex in a while; her vagina was still quite dry. Although there wasn't the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, it didn't diminish the pleasure it gave me. After dozens of thrusts, her vaginal fluids slowly began to flow, and waves of long-awaited pleasure washed over her. Her body gradually betrayed her will. I pressed her tightly into the bathtub, and she could only let this imposed pleasure destroy her will.
Slowly, her buttocks stopped shaking wildly to block my thrusts and began to sway rhythmically, responding to each of my thrusts. Her low sobs turned into soft moans.
I knew she was about to be conquered by pleasure, so I released my grip on her arms, letting her brace herself against the tub for comfort. I then placed my hands on her waist, making my thrusts even more powerful.
As I thrust faster, her cries grew clearer, and I reached the peak of pleasure amidst her increasingly loud cries. I thrust a few times with a muffled groan, ejaculating all my hot semen into her flower. She reached orgasm almost simultaneously, a flood of vaginal fluid gushing out to meet my semen.
I lay triumphantly on top of her, listening to the beautiful woman's soft moans, when suddenly I remembered something: I had been so focused on having sex with her that I hadn't even remembered her name. I got up and helped her lean against me. The beautiful woman in my arms seemed not to have recovered from her orgasm; the flush on her face hadn't faded.
As I fondled her slightly soft, large breasts, I held her close and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, how did it feel just now? Was the orgasm great? Being a widow isn't easy, is it? Women without semen and a penis tend to age faster! How was it, Auntie? Was my service good enough? My pussy was so wet..."
She finally recovered from her orgasm and realized how ashamed she looked. Her already flushed face turned even redder. She tried to twist her shoulders to break free from my embrace, but couldn't. I squeezed her breasts a few times and said, "Auntie, why bother? Wasn't it quite comfortable just now? Stop pretending. Shall we continue our pleasure? By the way, Auntie, I still don't know your name!"
Hearing that I wanted to continue, she struggled violently, "No...no...please let me go...no..."
"Don't want what?"
I said angrily. "Don't want a penis? Fine! No, let's see if you want one."
I pressed her back into the bathtub, making her buttocks stick up high, and straddled her. "Slap, slap!"
I slapped her plump buttocks twice. "No... fine, I told you not to..."
I picked up the showerhead and turned the water flow to the maximum. The warm water gushed out, and I aimed the showerhead at her vagina and anus, letting the jet of water hit her two sensitive areas. "Let's see if you want one?"
"Ah~~ ah... it hurts so much... ah... please... please... don't do it again... ah..."
she pleaded. "It hurts, and you still don't want it? Fine, I'll make it feel better."
I picked up a bath brush and rubbed it on her vulva. "How is it, Auntie? Does it feel better? Do you want me to be harder?"
I gradually increased the pressure. "Ah... no... no, please, spare me... ah... it hurts so much..."
she cried out. “Auntie, it’s okay if you don’t feel uncomfortable, but you said no just now. To satisfy your desires, I had to find something else to replace it. If you don’t feel uncomfortable, just say so. You know how much pleasure my penis brings you. By the way, Auntie, you still haven’t told me your name!”
I listened to her
pleading “no” while cleaning her vulva and anus. “No… ah… ah…”
When I heard her still say no, I became angry and embarrassed. I didn’t expect this woman to be so stubborn. In my anger, I turned the brush around and used the handle to whip her vulva and buttocks. “Ah… ah… no… ah… it hurts… stop, don’t hit me… I… my name is… Li Fengyin… ah…”
She finally said her name. “Li Fengyin? Not a bad name, but I wonder if the last character of Auntie’s name is the “yin” of lewdness
or the “yin” of poetry
?”
I stopped whipping her. “It’s… it’s the “yin” of poetry.
Li Fengyin answered me breathlessly. "Oh, but 'lustful'
would be more fitting."
I dipped my finger in her vaginal fluid and said, "But after I slapped Auntie's little cunt a few times, Auntie's vaginal fluid came out again, quite a lot. Does Auntie want it again?"
"No... oh... oh... no."
She said慌张地, seemingly scared by the slaps earlier, and didn't dare to say "no" this time
. I stood up, waving my penis in front of her, and said, "Oh, Auntie still doesn't want it, but Auntie's little cunt is leaking too much fluid, it's so unhygienic, I'll clean Auntie properly!" I
picked up the showerhead again, turned the water to the maximum, and the strong water jet hit my body, making me feel numb and itchy. No wonder Li Fengyin was so uncomfortable earlier, this feeling was indeed unpleasant. Seeing that I had turned on the shower again, she panicked and waved her hands frantically, saying, "No...no...please! Please, let me go...no...don't do it again..."
"Auntie, I've said it many times. You can stop if you want, just beg me, Auntie, don't insist anymore..."
I smiled and grabbed her ankles, spreading her trembling legs apart, her tender little hole facing the jet of water once more. "Ah...no..."
Amid her cries, I began a new round of washing. I didn't expect this woman to be so stubborn, but I had plenty of time. I wanted to see how long she could hold out. Half an hour later, Li Fengyin collapsed in the bathtub, exhausted. After more than half an hour of being rinsed, whipped, and given an enema, this woman who had been so defiant just moments before had completely given in. Now she could only lie helplessly in the bathtub, silently enduring and enjoying the man's fiery penis thrusting wildly into her already swollen little hole. That hot penis not only brought her humiliation but also a long-lost pleasure. After I ejaculated my thick semen into Li Fengyin's beautiful little hole again, I felt a little tired. I sat on the edge of the bathtub to rest for a while, looking smugly at this middle-aged beauty who had already submitted. I didn't expect to spend so much time on her. I wondered how the others were doing down there? But it was worth the time, after all, it was the first time I had ever enjoyed such a beautiful body. Sigh! Compared to her, my ex-girlfriend was like an unripe fruit.

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