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As I tilted my head and shouted about Wang Ke's nipple abuse, I was incredibly aroused by Wang Ke's expression of enjoyment. My penis, which had just ejaculated, was still half-soft inside Wang Ke's little cunt. Although it wasn't fully erect as before, it had only shrunk a little. And now, seeing Wang Ke's lewd expression, my penis started to stir again.

Actually, it's a difficult emotion to describe. I like innocent girls, but I have an inexplicable enjoyment of wanton sluts. However, after enjoying it, I feel utterly disgusted. I think it's a psychological problem! I've always felt a certain weariness towards women I've slept with, while those I can't have become beautiful and eternal because they only exist in my fantasy!

Of course, the above wasn't something I thought of when I was fucking back then, but something I only realized many years later. Let's rewind to that absurd, romantic time... My penis, still lingering in Wang Ke's cunt after ejaculating, glimpsed the lust on her face. It revived, swelling little by little like an inflating condom, until it was rock hard. I held Wang Ke's still-moaning mouth still closed, my tongue forcefully invading her mouth, sucking hard. My heart wasn't filled with love, but rather lust, a distorted emotional need.

When this distorted lust reached its peak, I lifted Wang Ke's petite body with my hips. This bed beauty's legs clamped tightly around me as I lifted her, preventing my penis from slipping out. What is a beauty? I think this is one. No words, no communication, just doing what you want, and she's already cooperating!

Can you imagine how heavy a little slut under 1.5 meters tall can be? Weighing less than 90 pounds, maybe even less than 80 pounds, it was incredibly easy for me back then. I just held her like that, my arms around her small waist, her arms crossed behind my head. Maybe I'm not describing it well, but guys who've watched porn will know what I mean. You can imagine, I rarely used this position afterward, since it requires a lot of physical exertion, and I'm a lazy, pleasure-seeking type of person.

This position probably has a name; I remember seeing it online. I've seen and tried all sorts of positions—of course, don't argue, I've done everything I could. There were a few that required a high degree of female flexibility that I couldn't manage, but that's not important. Isn't that what fucking is all about? Like now, I'm basically not proactive anymore. Do what you want, do whatever you want, I only initiate when I'm finished. Selfish man! Female friends who see this can curse me out, because even I feel incredibly shameless!

There's no need to exaggerate the sensual sensations of sex; the greater stimulation comes from within, from the unfathomable depths of the soul—a soul that can be incredibly kind or utterly wicked. The internet's development is proof of technological progress and its application, and it's somewhat shameful that someone as bored as me uses it as a platform for picking up girls and having sex. However, thinking of many, many friends who are reading my ramblings, I feel a little more at ease! After all, there are some

truly capable people out there! But I digress. When I began my second assault with Wang Ke in my arms, the satisfaction was indescribable. I used what I considered the most domineering position for a man, thrusting with small, powerful strokes, while my mouth remained glued to Wang Ke's lips, our tongues intertwined. My heavy breathing and Wang Ke's

moans spoke of the nakedness of desire. Looking back now, I think I still find myself incredibly fond of that incredibly sexy little girl! At 23, I had seven or eight years of sexual experience and had encountered women of different ages and temperaments, so I rarely used the same position to ejaculate. But that night, I used the same position twice with Wang Ke until I couldn't take it anymore.

The second thrust didn't last long, or rather, I didn't have the will to continue; I just wanted to finish off all my ammunition. When Wang Ke's feet, still in white socks, rubbed against my crotch, and when I moved my hand from her waist to her anus and tried to explore inside, Wang Ke broke free from our lips that had been stuck together for ten minutes. She tilted her head back, her hair, dyed an unknown color, flying wildly. I pressed my mouth against Wang Ke's large breasts, took one nipple into my mouth, and began the most primal act.

Wang Ke cried out, yelled, and finally roared, clearly overwhelmed by the stimulation. I hunched over, somewhat lewdly sucking on her large breasts and nipples, my fingers, glistening with the lustful fluids flowing from her cunt, slowly penetrating her incredibly tight anus. The entry of my fingers brought a touch of fear to Wang Ke, and this fear only fueled her climax.

Actually, fucking is tiring, but sometimes that tiredness is a kind of satisfaction, isn't it?

Wang Ke was babbling incoherently, saying things like "I'm fucking so hard," "It feels so good," but I ignored her. I had neither the strength nor the time to pay attention; those large breasts were in my mouth! Using only one finger didn't achieve much; due to position and energy limitations, it was merely groping for clues or sexual information on a new battlefield… Desire accumulates little by little, sensory sensations build up until they become unbearable. When physical strength is uncontrollably depleted, the tiredness doesn't seem to bring satisfaction, but rather aversion. As this emotion spread through my heart and mind, my penis didn't become lewd; instead, it grew even more furious, swelling to an unbearable degree, pressing deep, deep into the depths of the incredibly horny girl. The incredibly wanton Wang Ke, due to the violent impact and the sudden cessation of thrusting, seemed to catch her breath, or perhaps her wanton body faced an even greater challenge. Her pale legs wrapped around my waist, trembling slightly, uttering many meaningless sounds. The pioneer of this new battlefield, because of this sudden pause, had the opportunity to penetrate even further. Writing is troublesome; in that instant, my penis exploded against the enemy's heart, my fingers dug and stirred wildly in the enemy's secret places, and my nipples were left with almost bleeding teeth marks.

Wang Ke still didn't beg for mercy, which made me somewhat frustrated, yet a stronger desire for conquest rose within me. I don't know what Wang Ke was thinking or feeling, but when everything described above converged, she let out a beastly roar, her whole body trembling. Then I felt the legs wrapped around me slip away, and just as I realized I was about to put her down, my penis detached from Wang Ke's tight, slippery, warm, and still-unsatisfied vagina, and a gush of fluid shot onto my lower abdomen and my withdrawn penis.

What? Squirt? Damn it, I made that little slut Wang Ke piss herself!

This has always been something I'm quite proud of, of course, it only works when fucking such a petite girl. When my cock is inside a girl who's over 170cm tall, let alone making her pee, I can't even reach the bottom of her vagina, the so-called "clitoris," unless I press her legs down hard to shorten her vagina, then I can barely reach it. Of course, it's not that tall people have long vaginas, or vice versa; it depends on the woman's genitals and her height.

That's another topic, we can discuss it properly another time. Let's get back to Wang Ke, this incredibly slutty little loli!

When the second thrust ended, I was really tired, and Wang Ke seemed a bit exhausted. Seeing this slut, barely alive, still licking her lips and moaning, was quite a blow!

We didn't wipe the fluids off our bodies, it seemed like she still wanted more!?

I held the still-dazed little slut in one arm, leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and stroked Yu Ke's large breasts, eliciting another kind of soft moan from the slut! I exhaled smoke, a little out of breath, and asked the slut in my arms, "Was it good? You cunt, didn't you refuse to do it with me? You still peed yourself from pleasure!"

"That was the first thing I said after I fucked her twice, so I've never really believed a grown man talking incessantly while fucking. After all, love is about doing it! I wonder if you guys think I'm right?"

Wang Ke seemed to weakly raise her head, the blush on her face still lingering. Her large, alluring eyes stared at me, her small hand pinching one of my breasts, and she uttered a sound that made me want to fuck her hard, even to the point of killing her: "You big pervert, you big bad guy, you want to fuck me to death? I've been raped by you!" "I'm calling the police tomorrow. The filth you left in my cunt is the evidence! Humph!" To be honest, I'm not a very romantic person, or rather, even if I am, it's just an act. I'm very realistic and pragmatic. When I'm pursuing girls, I usually aim for a one-shot kill. If I don't succeed the first time, I usually don't try again. So, the women I've dated are rarely top-notch. But maybe I've been lucky and had a few really good ones, but because of my selfishness, I only ever dabble in them. Sometimes I hate this abnormal personality of mine, and sometimes I'm quite smug about it.

Back when I was in school, during summer vacation, I met 12 online friends in 20 days and slept with seven of them. I was incredibly arrogant in my circle of friends, bragging online. Even a kid who had only graduated from junior high school was a huge fan of mine. He brought his girlfriend to meet me and even let me play with her. But this kid wasn't your average person; he was ambitious and wanted to get ahead. My online name was the same as one of his so-called "big brothers," so he came to meet me, wanting to be with me. Actually, I was no big brother at all; just a student-turned-thug. After that meeting, I changed my phone number and deleted his number, knowing there would be trouble later, and I hate trouble. Later, this kid really did do well; a few years ago, he was incredibly arrogant in our area. But his arrogance didn't last long—he was arrested for serious assault.

Anyway, I'm not trying to brag about how great I was; I'm just reminiscing about the absurdity of my lost youth. Let's get back to the little slut Wang Ke I met that night; she's the real protagonist of this recollection!

After we finished making love a second time that night, I held Wang Ke's small body and chatted idly. After two rounds, the little slut became as docile as a sleepy kitten, curling up in my arms. Her hands caressed my chest and crotch, and of course, I wasn't one to take it lying down, so I returned the favor with my own sharp, rubbing hands.

During this break, I learned some information about Wang Ke. She was eighteen years old, and after graduating from junior high school, she paid to attend this vocational college, studying something related to economics. The girl named Yu Zhen, who was in the same major as her and also her roommate, was the same age and in a similar situation. She had also paid for her own way to attend a terrible vocational college after graduating from junior high school. It was even worse than the school I attended; at least I had taken the college entrance exam.

Wang Ke's family didn't live in the same city as me; they were from a neighboring city in the same province. That city was known for its beautiful women, but Wang Ke wasn't considered a beauty; at best, she was a rare slut. During our casual conversation, I learned that Wang Ke's parents were divorced, and she lived with her mother. According to her, her mother was a beautiful woman, and her father was a very short and sleazy man. She said her height was inherited from her father, which made me very curious. How could someone as beautiful and charming as Wang Ke marry such a sleazy man?

Later, I met Wang Ke's mother, and she really was a good-looking woman with a seductive aura—the kind of woman that makes men want to sleep with her. Wang Ke's sluttyness must have come from her mother! Thinking about it now, it's really funny. Wang Ke didn't inherit any good genes; she inherited her father's shortness and her mother's sluttyness.

From our conversation, I learned that she was thirteen when her parents divorced, and her father was some kind of old rogue and bachelor—of course, she wouldn't say it like that. This is what I deduced from her words, and later events proved me right. Her mother was quite the flirtatious woman back then, apparently very promiscuous in her youth, ruining her reputation and leaving her unwanted. Thinking back 20 years, people were generally more discerning then; a woman with a ruined reputation really had a hard time finding a good husband! Presumably, it was out of desperation that Yu Ke's mother married Wang Ke's father, thus giving birth to Wang Ke.

Heh, don't scold me, I know I'm talking nonsense, but what else can people do? Most people talk nonsense most of the time, don't they?

From Wang Ke, I learned that her mother was a brothel owner, running a massage parlor or something similar for prostitution. Later, through my interactions with Wang Ke, I learned that Wang Ke was telling the truth, because she was very knowledgeable about the jargon of prostitution, at least more so than I was. Of course, I never patronize prostitutes because my first love was one, so I have a deep psychological aversion to them!

I'm getting off-topic again. Thinking of this slut Wang Ke naturally brings to mind her far more sophisticated brothel owner mother, though that's just wishful thinking!

According to Wang Ke's own account, she lost her virginity at a classmate reunion when she was about to graduate from junior high school. The man who produced her blood was a classmate. According to Wang Ke, the boy ejaculated before penetration the first time, but since he was still a virgin, he immediately became erect. The second time he became erect, his penis successfully broke her hymen, but he also ejaculated.

Wang Ke said that although she hadn't done it herself, she had heard of and seen such things, since her mother was a brothel owner. I don't mean any discrimination, just stating the facts. She had seen the prostitutes and their clients at her mother's massage parlor, and she must have always been curious. She heard that the boys she slept with were incredibly handsome, but not very good in bed. After two more encounters, the boys still couldn't satisfy Wang Ke's horny nature. So, during the summer after graduating from junior high, Wang Ke worked at a fast-food restaurant and successfully seduced a colleague and a customer. She said she slept with each of them once, and the results were much better than with her boyfriend. I was her fourth and strongest.

When she shamelessly compared me to her and declared me the strongest, I was incredibly aroused and incredibly angry. Then, after saying that, this little slut buried her face between my legs and started sucking my penis. That was really giving me a headache!

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