Group chat - The life I want! (Part 12) (Reprinting a classic article of this kind)

"You've already played with my breasts, do you want to see my other half?" "Now? Sis, you haven't showered yet, have you?" *Sigh*"Didn't you ask me what 'feminine charm' meant on the bus today? Well, I'll show you two what true womanly charm is now." "Want to watch, or not?" "Watch." PK Spicy Hot Pot boldly pulled down her pants and threw them on the ground. The men all gathered around. Big Stick had a rather strong taste; he picked up PK Spicy Hot Pot and smelled it first. There was some feminine discharge and white discharge on her underwear. Scholar and Caterpillar had already done a group activity with Empty Valley Orchid, so they were quite familiar with how to play with women's genitals, but playing like this still felt incredibly new. PK Spicy Hot Pot spread her legs wide; since she was sitting on a chair, Scholar and Caterpillar had to half-squat to see her genitals. They were very close to her genitals, their noses almost touching PK Spicy Hot Pot's flesh. They gently pulled apart PK Spicy Hot Pot's labia majora. Compared to the secluded beauty of a secluded orchid, PK Malatang's characteristic is its abundance of moisture. Having walked the Great Wall for half a day, she has a sweaty smell down there. This sweaty smell, combined with the unique odor of a woman's genitals, and even a hint of urine, creates a pungent yet uniquely stimulating and erotic aroma that isn't repulsive. PK Malatang's genital odor isn't offensive; on the contrary, the scholar and the caterpillar quickly became familiar with and even enjoyed it. "Sister, what's this smell?" "It's a woman's smell, hahaha." Ah, the "woman's smell" PK Malatang refers to is the smell of a woman's unwashed genitals. Not only were the scholar and the caterpillar interested in this feminine scent, but even experienced men like the male prostitute and the big-stick-wielding man, A Yong, were fascinated by this style of play. PK Malatang's genitals have small white stains, which are dried white particles formed from vaginal discharge and sweat. PK Malatang's inner flesh was very red and soft. When you touched it with your fingers, you felt a very soft and warm sensation, which was very comfortable. The scholar and the caterpillar each used two fingers to pull open PK Malatang's vaginal opening. Being young and careless, PK Malatang let out a muffled groan, and her vaginal opening was stretched into a small quadrilateral. Inside PK Malatang's vagina, there was a stream of fresh, white, sticky discharge, which slowly flowed out under the caterpillar's probing. The scholar, unable to bear the stimulation, said, "Sister, can I taste your discharge?" PK Malatang, immersed in waves of pleasurable stimulation, simply nodded. The caterpillar moved aside, and the scholar used his tongue to lick away PK Malatang's discharge bit by bit. Strangely, BJ, who usually disliked excrement, didn't feel disgusted at that moment; instead, he felt a surge of sexual desire. The scholar licked and played with the white discharge inside PK Malatang's vagina, then gave the spot back to the caterpillar. The caterpillar's licking of the vulva differed from the scholar's focused vaginal area; he started by kissing the outer base of the labia majora. PK Malatang's labia majora lacked fine pubic hair at the outer base, but had some fine pores. This area of dense flesh was extremely sensitive and delicate, and PK Malatang felt very comfortable from the stimulation of his tongue. He slowly licked the two labia majora, then the inner vulva, clitoris, even the urethra, and finally the inside of the vagina. After the two of them played around, PK Malatang's vulva was licked clean, even the pungent, fishy odor of her genitals was reduced by seventy percent. The scholar had already inserted his penis into PK Malatang's mouth, and the caterpillar, after licking the vulva, also inserted his penis into PK Malatang's vagina. The feeling of being attacked from both above and below always pleases any woman, but the thrusting of two young penises is completely different from others. They don't have much skill; whether it's the one in their mouth or the one in their vagina, it's all just relentless, ramming and thrusting without any pattern. It's a kind of inexplicable crudeness, but the lack of pattern in the thrusting gives a different kind of surprise. The scholar and the caterpillar, who had already had sex with the group of women in the secluded valley, had begun to control their ejaculation a little. Their thrusting coordination also showed some of the skill of BJ Happy. In the end, the two young men ejaculated together after half an hour. Just as the duck-like man and A Yong were about to go up and take over the positions of the scholar and the caterpillar, PK Spicy Hot Pot waved his hand. "Brother, bring my suitcase in." BJ Happy looked at her but didn't move. "Then go ahead, Big Hammer Brother." Big Hammer looked at BJ Happy, nodded, and then took the duck-like man's car keys and went out. When he came back, he was carrying PK Spicy Hot Pot's precious suitcase. Big Hammer knew PK Spicy Hot Pot's thoughts, so he opened the box and took out a small plastic device. The Scholar and Caterpillar had never seen one before, and BJ Happy had only seen it but never played with it, so they didn't know what it was. But Big Hammer wasn't the only one familiar with it; Duck Man and A Yong were. This duck-beak-shaped thing was a vaginal speculum. Originally, vaginal speculums weren't considered sex toys, but rather a gynecological medical tool used to dilate a woman's vagina. When the vagina was dilated to a certain extent, doctors could see inside, up to the cervix. It was generally used to treat vaginal inflammation or cervical inflammation. However, in today's highly developed sex industry, vaginal speculums have long become a specialized sex toy, satisfying both men's voyeuristic tendencies and women's desire for a fuller, more enlarged vagina. In our neighboring country, Japan, a nation known for its collective perversion, the use of vaginal speculum has become rampant. PK Spicy Hot Pot's vagina, opened with the speculum, was still filled with the Scholar's cum. Everyone was seeing a woman's vagina filled with male semen for the first time. The white semen was dripping and swirling around the cervix, which was shaped like a spherical dome. "Scholar, do you see that? This is your semen at my cervix." "The sperm will enter my uterus, and then a few sperm will slowly enter my ovaries and combine with my egg. Your sperm will combine with my egg and develop into an embryo, and the embryo will develop into a baby. People say it takes ten months to conceive, and I will carry you for ten months to give birth to your child. When I give birth, that big baby will come out of my vagina and into the world. This process will be very painful for me. The pain of childbirth is the greatest pain a woman will ever experience, but it is also the sweetest pain." "Sister, my child?" The scholar panicked. He was just a teenager, barely 20 years old. "But none of that will happen, don't worry. Your sperm won't enter my ovaries because I've taken medication. I have sex with you because I enjoy having sex with many men, I enjoy group sex, but I will only have children for the woman I love." "Scholar, hobbies and life are two different things. You need to learn to distinguish between them. In the future, many women like me will have sex with you, letting you ejaculate inside their vaginas, just like you saw your semen at my cervix. But only the woman who loves you will have children for you, will do everything for you. Scholar, that woman is your woman. Remember to treat her well for the rest of your life." "Sister, who do you love? Who do you want to have children for? Your husband?" "Yes, I'll give your husband a little stutterer in the future, haha. But there's another man, I love him, and I will definitely give him a son in the future. I'm willing to do anything for the person I love." BJ Happy felt that at that moment, PK Spicy Hot Pot's gaze was burning hot, and she felt as if she were being roasted by fire. After showering, PK Malatang continued playing group sex with everyone, but ever since playing with the vaginal speculum, she hadn't touched that precious box again. Just like the first time Konggu Youlan played, everyone had a great time, each of them ejaculating inside PK Malatang's vagina at least four times until late at night, when the seven of them finally fell asleep, exhausted. The next morning, PK Malatang unusually got up early and made breakfast for everyone: a toast, a sausage, and a fried egg for each person. This simple breakfast took them an hour to eat because no one was dressed. PK Malatang took turns sitting on everyone's laps, and each of them would insert their penis into her vagina from behind. Everyone ate breakfast while having sex. Not only while eating breakfast, but even while making or receiving phone calls, PK Malatang and everyone else were in a state of having sex. As PK Malatang said, life is life, sex is sex. Making sex like living life, and living like having sex, is the highest level of group sex. For three days, PK Malatang and the seven men were having sex constantly, even while eating breakfast, lunch, dinner, and showering. Her vagina received a gush of fluid almost every hour; the feeling of fullness was wonderful. And every day, Big Stick and A-Yong, PK Malatang always came up with new sexual techniques.The three days weren't long or short, but in a daze, everyone got used to the group sex lifestyle, as ordinary as living at home, yet fulfilling. It was as if everyone truly was PK Malatang's husband, and PK Malatang truly was the only wife in the family. Occasionally, she would get angry, but she genuinely loved everyone, and everyone's sexual desires were satisfied in every moment of life, in every little bit of making love. This feeling of happiness was actually no different from real monogamous family life. And this kind of group sex family life was the life we people wanted. After the gathering on October 3rd, PK Malatang stayed in Beijing for two more days. BJ Kuaile had been urging her to go back to Chongqing, as CQ Suancaiyu would worry if she stayed too long, even though PK Malatang would talk to him on the phone for at least two hours every day. BJ Kuaile took PK Malatang to the airport alone. On the way, they saw a trash can, and PK Malatang asked him to pull over and open the trunk. BJ Happy thought she was going to open her bag to get something, but instead, she pulled her precious suitcase out of the trunk, threw it next to the trash can, ran back to the car, closed the door, and said to BJ Happy, "Let's keep going." "Sis, what's wrong?" "Brother, I just realized you really hate it when I play those things." "Just like in the group chat, you've always been accommodating me, brother, I understand." "I won't play those things anymore, for you, brother, from now on I'll only play the ways we like." "But they're all your treasures." "Brother, if you don't like something, it's not my treasure, so it's trash." At the airport, the two were reluctant to part like a couple, but PK Spicy Hot Pot didn't cry when they left. "Brother, don't be sad. I'll go back and spend two days with Little Stutterer, then I'll come back to see you." "Or, how about this: I'll spend half a month in Chongqing with Little Stutterer, and half a month in Beijing with you, okay?" "Or I can talk to Little Stutterer and we can both move to Beijing and live together..." After passing through security, PK Spicy Hot Pot was still reluctant to part with BJ Happy. BJ Happy heard her turn around and shout something, but couldn't hear clearly. PK Spicy Hot Pot shouted again, quite loudly, and this time BJ Happy heard it. She shouted, "Brother, I want to have a child for you!!!" The airport air conditioning was on full blast, but BJ Happy was suddenly covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable. But even wetter were his eyes; this six-foot-tall man barely managed to hold back his tears. BJ Happy took out his phone, logged onto QQ, and sent me a private message: "Ah Xi, come to Beijing, I want to see you." Upon receiving BJ Happy's message, I immediately decided to go to Beijing to find him. I asked my manager for annual leave, and he approved it. Then I went home and told my wife that my company was sending me on a business trip, which might take a while. My wife helped me pack a few changes of clothes, I quickly packed a suitcase, and then went to the airport, bought a ticket, and flew directly to Beijing. Before takeoff, I told BJ Kuaile the flight number and arrival time. When I got off the plane and exited the station, I saw a man holding a big sign and waving at me. I went closer and saw that the sign only had three words: Ah Xi Zai. This man was BJ Kuaile, my long-time friend and confidant, whom I had never met in person but had known online for a long time.

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