My First Rape Was Like a Dream

It was late September, around 3 a.m. I was disguising myself in the washroom, preparing to go upstairs to find my "prey." I was extremely nervous. My heart was pounding. It was incredibly exciting. Just then, I heard the sound of slippers in the distance. I was terrified and quickly hid behind the door, holding my breath and not daring to make a sound. Judging from the footsteps, it was a girl. She went into the toilet next to the washroom. But this floor was the boys' dormitory. How could there be a girl here? Suddenly, I realized. The girl must not have gone upstairs. She had secretly stayed at her boyfriend's place. To be honest, some of the girls here were really indecent.

I hid behind the door, planning to make my move after she left. At that moment, I couldn't help but think of a girl's body. What happiness it would be to hold her in my arms. It would be even better if things could go further. But although I'm not ugly, I'm thin and small, less than 1.65m tall. Girls barely even glance at me. I've never mustered the courage to pursue a girl. A boy's instinctive desires are always suppressed in my heart. So borrowing things from older girls is a reluctant "choice."

Just then, the girl came out of the restroom. She probably went to the washroom to wash her hands. The moment she entered, in the dim moonlight (the washroom light was long broken), I saw it was her. The girl whose boyfriend often walked around campus with her. Thin, about 1.63m tall. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a certain charm. She didn't wash her hands at the sink but instead lifted her nightgown.

She waded into the pool. She must have accidentally peed on her feet. Thinking of that wet little hole, my little brother instantly swelled up. My mouth was dry, and I couldn't help but swallow hard. Our pool was particularly high, so she had to lift her pajamas. I immediately saw her white panties and her round little bottom. I couldn't hold back any longer.

I don't know where I got the courage. I lunged behind her. Still half-asleep, she must have realized someone was trying to seduce her. Before she could even utter a sound, I covered her mouth with my hand. "Don't scream. Or I'll kill you." I think my voice trembled as I said that. I covered her mouth with one hand.

I had already lifted her pajamas and started taking off her panties. She must have been startled by this sudden turn of events. It took her a moment to react, and she struggled desperately. Girls are much stronger than usual at this time. Although I'm small and thin, I'm quite strong. Besides, she's a girl after all. I pulled off her hood and dragged her to the wall, pinning her against it.

I twisted her arms behind her back and spread her legs apart, pinning them down. This way, she couldn't kick me and was firmly fixed to the wall. After nibbling at her neck and chest for a while, I pulled off her panties. I released her hands so I could free one to attack her vagina. She started pushing me away desperately with both hands. Realizing it was futile,

her sharp nails dug deep into my flesh, leaving deep gashes on my arm and back. I endured the excruciating pain and attacked her vagina at an even faster pace, trying to kiss her lips. But she shook her head from side to side, refusing to let me kiss her. I gave up. She had just urinated, so her vagina was wet, and I easily inserted a finger.

When she realized I had "something" inside her, breaching her last line of defense, she suddenly stopped resisting. She probably thought I had already inserted my penis. When I tried to kiss her lips again... She still resisted fiercely. This time, however, she gently embraced me, pressing her body against mine. This was a clear message: I can give you my body, but you can't kiss my lips.

I understood perfectly, so I focused solely on my movements below. When her attention shifted downwards, I clearly felt my fingers being tightly clamped. So tightly. Was she still a virgin? I couldn't believe it. I struggled to pull my poor index finger out, bringing out a lot of fluid. I didn't know if it was urine or vaginal lubrication.

She let out a soft moan and leaned back. I took the opportunity to spread her legs again. This time, I was really going to insert my penis. But trouble arose again. Although there was a lot of fluid... My penis could only penetrate about a third of its head. She let out a soft cry, "It hurts!!" and tried desperately to close her legs. I tried several times without success. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I

tickled her armpit. She giggled. I then thrust my penis in all at once. "Ah!" This time she really cried out. I was afraid of disturbing someone. She was probably afraid of being discovered, so she quickly buried her head in my chest.

I gently thrust in and out, afraid of hurting her again. But I knew she was still in pain. However, she was also clever. This time, she bit my shoulder. She was in pain down there. I was in pain up there.

Her legs wrapped around my waist like snakes. Her vagina was so tight, gripping my penis tightly. With each thrust, she contracted rhythmically, creating a sucking sensation. An indescribable pleasure stimulated every nerve in my body. I realized then how strong I was in this area. I was able to suppress the urge to ejaculate again and again, continuing the battle.

She didn't immediately climax either. It was truly a "match made in heaven." I couldn't delay any longer. I saw the sky outside the window beginning to lighten; if someone saw us, it would be disastrous. I increased the frequency of my thrusts. Although she was gradually experiencing immense pleasure, she knew it was getting late and wanted me to finish quickly. She began to caress me and kiss me (but not on the lips).

I was also actively seeking the feeling of ejaculation. Finally, just as I gently bit her throat, I released my scalding semen into her body. The feeling was as exquisite as a lion on the African savanna finally catching and killing its prey after a long chase.

I put her down and began wiping the mixture of her love juices and semen between her legs with my fingers through her white panties.

Blood. Yes. It was blood. She was still a virgin. My hands trembled even more violently. I didn't know if it was excitement or fear.

I looked up at her. She didn't say a word, just stared intently into my eyes. I lowered my head and carefully wiped away the remaining drop. Then, with a sacred feeling... I kissed the "little bud" hidden behind her cute, curly black hair deeply, then

slowly got up. "Can I keep it as a souvenir?" I couldn't believe it. I dared to make such a request while looking into her eyes. Perhaps it was because of my sincerity, or something else. She didn't speak. She didn't cry. She just stared into my eyes for a full minute. Then she walked away without looking back. I stood there stunned for a long time before finally putting the precious panties in my pocket and returning to my bed. It all felt like a dream… I couldn't even believe it was real.

But it really happened. The little panties stained with virgin blood were in my hand. I didn't get out of bed that whole morning. I recalled every detail from a few hours ago. A sliver of fear lingered. Would she call the police? Would she tell anyone? How is she now? I wonder if she's still in pain… I raped her!!!

Everything felt so unreal and uncertain. Until a few days later, I encountered her again on campus…

It was noon. This time she was alone, carrying two lunchboxes, walking towards her dormitory. She must have been bringing food for her boyfriend. I walked towards her. She saw me but didn't avoid me. She just lowered her head and continued walking. In that instant as we brushed past each other… I whispered to her, "I'll wait for you downstairs." She looked up slightly, hesitated, and then walked away. And so, no one noticed the exchange between us.

I stood downstairs. I didn't know if I was actually waiting for her, because I didn't believe she would come. I just stood there.

About twenty minutes later, she appeared at the entrance of the apartment building. Her hair was tied up, and she had changed out of her jeans into a skirt.

I turned and walked towards the school's hotel. I think she was following behind, even though she was far away. I could feel it.

I booked a room. She followed me in. I intended to apologize to her somewhere where no one could see me. But unexpectedly, after I locked the door, she threw a coin-operated condom on the bed. "Hurry up this time!!"

Then she turned and stared at me like last time. I was genuinely taken aback. "I...I..." I stammered. "What 'I'??? I have things to do this afternoon. Hurry up." She walked towards me. I was already pressed against the door. She stared into my eyes. Her nose was less than two centimeters from mine. I could smell the fragrance of her breath. The air seemed to freeze for thirty seconds. Then she suddenly kissed me. Kissed my lips. Instinctively, I scooped her up and threw her onto the bed. I pounced on her...

This time, I was completely at ease. Besides, it was in such a safe environment. There was none of the panic I felt last time, and of course, none of the excitement either. I thought this was real sex. It was beautiful.

I put my arm around her shoulder, embracing her as we leaned against the bed. I kissed her passionately. I sucked on her tongue, swallowing her saliva. My right hand reached inside her t-shirt,

but I couldn't find the hooks to her bra. She sensed my embarrassment. "Silly boy, this one's in the front," she said softly, smiling slightly. She sat up, took off her t-shirt—the movement was incredibly graceful, like a teacher demonstrating to a not-so-bright student. I unbuttoned the front of her bra. Just like that, those two playful little bunnies jumped out.

It was the first time I'd ever truly observed a girl's breasts like this. Yes, a real, breathing, flesh-and-blood girl, completely naked from the waist up, was sitting in front of me. And I knew what we were going to do soon… Her breasts weren't large, let alone full. But they were brimming with youthful vitality. They were slightly upturned.

Two little cherries were so tempting. She held me in her arms like she was nursing a baby. I was completely immersed in pleasure. My hands began to gently massage her lower back, because I knew this would make her pelvic area engorged with blood. And I would occasionally stroke her little bottom. She began to moan softly. I pushed her down onto the bed. Only then did I understand why she had changed her dress. It turned out…

While I was working hard, she hadn't been idle either. She started undressing me. Finally, we met in the most primal way. She leaned back against the blankets. I went to meet her. A deep kiss. Neck. Shoulders. Breasts. Lower abdomen. Finally, I parted her legs and buried my head in her private parts. In that patch of pubic hair… Her hand stroked my head. She let out even more pleasurable moans. She, who rarely spoke, finally spoke at this moment: "Come in, okay???" I looked up at her. She was looking at me too. But her gaze was completely different.

Her gaze was full of tenderness. It was completely different from the cold, aloof feeling she used to have. You know, sometimes it's hard for guys to resist a girl's temptation. She was so gentle. Actually, my little brother hadn't gone limp since I entered her. She carefully guided me into her body with both hands. It still wasn't smooth. Although it was slippery, it was still so tight. When I finally mustered the courage and thrust in with all my might,

this time she cried out completely. I silenced her with my tongue and began to slowly explore thrusting. I kept trying those techniques that I only had the theoretical basis for before but had never practiced. She, too, began to warm up and respond to me.

I was like an old farmer, diligently cultivating a fertile field. She gradually stopped just moaning and started crying out. "...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...I can't take it!!...Ah!!...Ah!!...Yo...Yo...Oh...Oh...You bad husband...Ugh!! No...No...It's so deep...Oh...Oh...Have mercy on me!!" I realized then how alluring a woman can be when she's aroused.

However, just as we were getting into the swing of things... Her phone, which was on the bedside table, rang at an inopportune moment. I handed it to her. She glanced at it but didn't take it. This sudden interruption didn't disrupt our rhythm.

But less than five minutes later, her phone rang again. "Who is it?" I asked. "Never... never... never mind him. It's my... boyfriend..." she replied sweetly, enjoying my thrusts. A wicked thought suddenly popped into my head. I snatched her phone, pressed the answer button, and pressed it against her ear. She had been forced to answer her boyfriend's call while being raped by another man. I was lying on top of her, listening intently. Of course, even while eavesdropping on the phone, I wasn't willing to stop my "work."

"Xiaoling. Where are you???"

"Honey, I'm at Carrefour." Her voice was so sweet. You can't imagine the completely different expression on her face when she said that. I really admire a girl's ability to lie to a guy. "I

'll expose you," I thought to myself. I thrust my entire penis deep into her body.

"Ah~~~~" Her body trembled. A cry of extreme pain mixed with extreme pleasure.

"Xiaoling. Xiaoling. What's wrong?" Her boyfriend was worried.

"Oh. Nothing. I got bumped by a shopping cart behind me." She reacted quickly. I increased the stimulation. She was starting to feel the strain. I knew she was about to moan.

"The signal's bad. Let's talk when I get back. Okay, honey," she said, quickly hanging up. "You bastard! You bullied me! You took advantage of me and now... Ah... You... You're going to... Ouch... I can't take it... I can't take it anymore... Oh... Oh... Ah... My good husband... So deep... Ah..." I didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence. She immediately forgot my mischief.

We merged again. At this moment, I completely lost all tenderness and consideration. Dark, hairy limbs slammed powerfully against Xiaoling's fair, tender lower body, producing a series of "slap, slap" and "shh, shh" sounds of friction. His erect penis thrust back and forth within the tight passage. Each insertion was faster and more forceful than the last. The pressure of the friction between her warm clitoris and glans was thus intensified, making the

soul-stirring pleasure even clearer. At the same time, my mouth attacked her smooth, delicate skin. My hands grasped Xiaoling's smooth, firm, snow-white breasts, squeezing and kneading them relentlessly, making the soft, full peaks feel wonderful in my palms. The shape shifted, leaving faint red marks on her delicate skin. Under the relentless, fierce assault, I gradually reached my first climax.

My penis rubbed against her most tender, forbidden area, penetrating deeper and tighter into her secluded passage. Her already narrow paradise was brutally invaded and filled. The squeezing, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, felt like tearing her body apart bit by bit. The intense tearing pain had just subsided when a series of increasingly fierce thrusts swept through like a whirlwind. He penetrated her entire body.

Xiaoling's soft, white body trembled violently from the intense thrusting. The penis moved in and out, pulling at every part of her tender vagina. The burning pain from the friction of the mucous membranes spread from her lower body to every inch of her skin. I wildly rode on Xiaoling's flawless, snow-white body, relentlessly unleashing its power as the conqueror and ruler. The rush of desire drove its sensory world to the clouds,

almost causing it to lose control. But at this moment, it couldn't care less about anything else. I held Xiaoling's smooth, slender waist tightly. I thrust my hard, erect penis violently against her tender vulva. Suddenly, my raging penis swelled even more, forcing open Xiaoling's tightly closed cervix. Then, after a dozen or so almost convulsive thrusts, a torrent of boiling, molten semen gushed from my penis, instantly filling Xiaoling's hidden flower garden! As soon as

my semen was released, I gently lowered Xiaoling's legs from my shoulders. My swollen, thick penis gradually returned to normal.

Slowly, I withdrew from Xiaoling's body, bringing with me a considerable amount of thick, hot semen. The light shone on both of them, illuminating Xiaoling's jade-like body. Below her smooth abdomen, her snow-white skin was stained with patches of red teeth marks, mixed with messy, dark stains. The aftermath of passion left a scene of chaos,

yet it only accentuated the gentle and graceful temperament of Xiaoling's delicate figure. I kneaded Xiaoling's lustrous and alluring breasts, sometimes gently, sometimes slowly, sometimes gently. Her soft breasts changed shape constantly between my fingers. Her skin, originally as white as a snowy ice field, was slowly covered with a layer of delicate powder.

Xiaoling was panting. She was gradually regaining her strength. Suddenly, she rolled over on top of me and slowly slid down, grinning. I had no idea what she was going to do next. She took my penis into her mouth and so earnestly "bathed" it. I couldn't help but get hard again. This time, I had no choice but to ejaculate entirely into her mouth. She swallowed it all with great enjoyment

and then stuck out her tongue at me. "Feels good, doesn't it? Hehe." "Mmm," I nodded in reply. I wanted to hug her, but she gently pushed me away and flicked my nose. "So greedy. Still not satisfied? It's getting late. Maybe next time." Good heavens, there's a next time? I was so excited I could hardly speak. I just sat there dumbly, watching her put on her clothes one by one. Soon she was back to her usual ladylike self. It was

quite a while after she left. I finally came to my senses. Good heavens. She hadn't even rinsed her mouth when she left. My semen was still there.

It was late September, around 3 a.m. I was disguising myself in the washroom, preparing to go upstairs to find my "prey." I was extremely nervous. My heart was pounding. It was incredibly exciting. Just then, I heard the sound of slippers in the distance. I was terrified and quickly hid behind the door, holding my breath and not daring to make a sound. Judging from the footsteps, it was a girl. She went into the toilet next to the washroom. But this floor is the boys' dormitory. How could there be a girl here? Suddenly, I realized. The girl must not have gone upstairs. She secretly stayed at her boyfriend's place. To be honest, some of the girls here are really indecent.

I hid behind the door, waiting for her to leave before making my move. At that moment, I couldn't help but imagine a girl's body. What happiness it would be to hold her in my arms! It would be even better if things could go further. But although I'm not ugly, I'm thin and small, less than 1.65m tall. Girls barely even glance at me. I've never mustered the courage to pursue a girl. A boy's instinctive desires have always been suppressed in my heart. So borrowing things from the older girls was a reluctant "choice."

Just then, the girl came out of the restroom. She probably went to the washroom to wash her hands. The instant she entered, in the dim moonlight (the washroom light had long been broken), I saw it was her. The girl whose boyfriend often walked around campus with her. Thin, about 1.63m tall. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a certain allure. She went to the sink and, instead of washing her hands,

lifted her pajamas and waded into the water. She must have accidentally peed on her feet. Thinking of that wet little hole, my little brother instantly swelled up. My mouth was dry, and I couldn't help but swallow hard. Our sink was quite high, so she had to lift her pajamas. I immediately saw her white panties and her round little bottom. I couldn't hold back any longer.

I don't know where I got the courage. I lunged behind her. Still half-asleep, she must have realized someone was lurking around her. Before she could even utter a sound, my hand covered her mouth. "Don't scream. Or I'll kill you." I think my voice must have trembled when I said that. I covered her mouth with one hand,

and with the other, I lifted her pajamas and started taking off her panties. She must have been stunned by this sudden situation. It took her a moment to react. She struggled desperately. Girls are much stronger than usual at this time. Although I'm small and thin, I'm quite strong. Besides, she's a girl after all. I pulled off the hood and dragged her to the wall. I pinned her against the wall. I twisted her hands behind her back.

I spread her legs apart and pinned them down. This way, she couldn't kick me, and she was firmly fixed to the wall. After nibbling at her neck and chest for a while, I pulled down her panties and released her hands so I could free one to attack her vagina. She started pushing me away desperately with both hands, but when she realized it was futile,

her sharp nails dug deep into my flesh, leaving deep cuts on my arm and back. I endured the excruciating pain and attacked her vagina at a faster pace, trying to kiss her mouth. But she shook her head from side to side, refusing to let me kiss her. So I gave up. She had just urinated, so her vagina was wet, and I easily inserted a finger.

When she realized that I had "something" inside her and breached her last line of defense, she suddenly stopped resisting. She probably thought I had already inserted my penis. When I tried to kiss her lips again, she still resisted fiercely. But this time, she gently hugged me with both arms and pressed her body against mine. This was a clear message: I can give you my body, but you can't kiss my lips.

I knew that perfectly well, so I focused solely on my movements below. When her attention also shifted to below, I clearly felt my fingers being tightly clamped. So tightly. Was she still a virgin? I couldn't believe it. I struggled to pull my poor index finger out, bringing out a lot of fluid. I didn't know if it was urine or vaginal lubrication.

She let out a soft moan and leaned back. I took the opportunity to spread her legs again. This time, I was really going to insert my penis. But trouble arose again. Although there was plenty of fluid, my penis could only penetrate about a third of its head. She let out a soft cry, "It hurts!!" and tried desperately to close her legs. I tried several times without success. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I

tickled her armpit. She giggled. I then forcefully pushed my penis in. "Ah!" This time she really cried out. I was afraid of disturbing someone. She was probably also afraid of being discovered, so she quickly buried her head in my chest.

I gently thrust in and out, afraid of hurting her again. But I knew she was still in pain. However, she was also clever. This time, she bit my shoulder. She was in pain down there. I was in pain up there.

Her legs wrapped around my waist like a snake. Her vagina was so tight. She gripped my little brother tightly, contracting with each thrust. It felt like being sucked. An indescribable pleasure stimulated every nerve in my body. I realized then how strong I was in this area. I was able to suppress the urge to ejaculate again and again and continue.

She didn't immediately climax either. It was truly a "match made in heaven." I couldn't delay any longer. I saw that the sky outside the window was beginning to lighten; it would be terrible if someone saw us. I increased the frequency of my thrusts. Although she was gradually feeling the immense pleasure, she knew it was getting late and wanted me to finish quickly. She began to caress me and kiss me (but not on the lips).

I was actively searching for the feeling of ejaculation. Finally, the moment I gently bit her throat, I released my scalding semen into her body. The feeling at that moment was as wonderful as a lion on the African savanna finally catching and killing its prey after a long chase.

I put her down and began wiping the mixture of her love juice and semen between her legs with my fingers on her white panties.

Blood. Yes. It was blood. She was still a virgin. My hands trembled even more violently. I didn't know if it was excitement or fear.

I looked up at her. She didn't say a word, just stared intently into my eyes. I lowered my head and carefully wiped away the remaining drop. Then, with a sacred feeling... He gave a deep kiss to the "Heli" hidden behind the cute black curly hair.

I slowly got up. "Can I keep it as a souvenir?" I couldn't believe it. I dared to make such a request while looking into her eyes. Perhaps it was because of my sincerity, or something else. She didn't speak. She didn't cry. She just stared into my eyes for a full minute. Then she walked away without looking back. I stood there stunned for a long time before finally putting the precious panties in my pocket and returning to my bed. It all felt like a dream… I couldn't even believe it was real.

But it really happened. The panties stained with virgin blood were in my hand. I didn't get out of bed that morning, recalling every detail from a few hours ago. There was also a hint of fear. Would she call the police? Will she tell anyone? How is she now? I wonder if she's still in pain... I raped her!

Everything feels so unreal and uncertain. Until a few days later, I saw her again on campus...

It was noon. This time she was alone, carrying two lunch boxes, walking towards her dormitory. She must have been bringing food for her boyfriend. I walked towards her. She saw me but didn't avoid me. She just lowered her head and continued walking. In the instant we passed each other, I quietly said to her, "I'll wait for you downstairs." She looked up, hesitated, and then walked away. And so, no one noticed this exchange between us.

I stood downstairs. I didn't even know if I was waiting for her, because I didn't think she would come at all. I just stood there.

About twenty minutes later, she appeared at the entrance of the apartment building. Her hair was tied up, and she had changed out of her jeans into a skirt.

I turned and walked towards the school's hotel. I think she was following behind me, even though she was far away. I could feel it.

I booked a room, and she followed me in. I intended to find a place where no one could see me to apologize. But unexpectedly, after I locked the door, she threw a coin-operated condom on the bed. "Hurry up this time!!"

Then she turned around and stared at me like last time. I was truly shocked. "I...I..." I was a little speechless. "What 'I'??? I have things to do this afternoon. Hurry up." She walked towards me. I had already backed up to the door. She stared into my eyes. Her nose was less than two centimeters away from mine. I could smell the fragrance of her breath. The air seemed to freeze for thirty seconds. She suddenly kissed me. Kissed my lips. Instinctively, I picked her up and threw her onto the bed. I pounced on her...

This time, I was already very experienced. Besides, it was in such a safe environment. There was no panic like last time. Of course, there was no excitement either. I thought this was real sex. It was beautiful.

I put my arms around her shoulders and held her against the bed. I kissed her passionately. I sucked on her tongue. I swallowed her saliva. My right hand reached inside her t-shirt,

but I couldn't find the hooks to her bra. She sensed my embarrassment. "Idiot. This one's in the front," she said softly, giving a slight smile. She sat up, took off her t-shirt with exquisite grace, and then, like a teacher demonstrating to a not-so-bright student, slowly unbuttoned the front of her bra. Just like that, those two mischievous little rabbits sprang out. It

was the first time I'd ever truly observed a girl's breasts. Yes, a real, breathing, fully naked girl was sitting in front of me. And I knew what we were going to do soon… Her breasts weren't large. She wasn't exactly voluptuous, but she radiated youthful vitality. Her breasts were slightly upturned, like

two tempting little cherries. She held me in her arms like she was nursing a baby. I was completely immersed in pleasure. My hands began to gently massage her lower back, knowing this would increase blood flow to her pelvic area. I also occasionally touched her bottom. She began to moan softly. I pulled her onto the bed. Only then did I understand why she had changed her dress. It turned out…

While I was working hard, she hadn't been idle either. She started undressing me. Finally, we met in the most primal way. She leaned back against the blankets, and I went to meet her. A deep kiss. Neck. Shoulders. Breasts. Lower abdomen. Finally, I parted her legs and buried my head in her private parts. In that patch of tangled hair… her hands stroked my head. She let out even more pleasurable moans. She, who rarely spoke, finally spoke at this moment: “Come in, okay???” I looked up at her. She was looking at me too. But her gaze was completely different.

Full of affection. Completely different from the cold feeling before. You know, sometimes it's hard for guys to resist a girl's temptation. So gentle. Actually, my little brother hadn't gone limp since I entered. She carefully guided me into her body with both hands. Still not smooth. Although it was slippery, it was still so tight. When I finally mustered the courage and thrust my hips in,

she cried out completely this time. I silenced her with my tongue and began to slowly explore the thrusting motion, constantly trying techniques I'd only ever known theoretically but never practiced. She, too, began to respond to me with increasing passion.

I was like a farmer diligently cultivating a fertile field. Gradually, she stopped just moaning and started crying out. "...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...Oh!!...I can't take it!!...Ah!!...Ah!!...Yo...Yo...Oh...Oh...Bad husband...Ugh!! No...No...It's so deep...Oh...Oh...Have mercy on me!!" I realized then how alluring a woman can be when she's aroused.

However, just as we were getting passionate, her phone, which was on the bedside table, rang at an inopportune moment. I handed it to her. She glanced at it but didn't answer. This sudden interruption didn't disrupt our rhythm.

But less than five minutes later, her phone rang again. "Who is it?" I asked. "Never mind... never mind... it's my... boyfriend..." she replied sweetly, enjoying my thrusts. A wicked thought suddenly popped into my head. I snatched her phone, pressed the answer button, and pressed it against her ear. She was forced to answer her boyfriend's call while being raped by another man. I was lying on top of her, listening intently. Of course, even while eavesdropping, I wasn't willing to stop my "work."

"Xiaoling. Where are you???"

"Honey, I'm at Carrefour." Her voice was so sweet. You can't imagine the completely different expression on her face when she said that. I really admire a girl's ability to lie to a guy.

I'll expose you. I thought to myself. I thrust my entire penis deep into her body.

"Ah~~~~" Her body trembled. A cry of extreme pain and extreme pleasure.

"Xiaoling. Xiaoling. What's wrong?" Her boyfriend was a little worried.

"Oh. Nothing. I got bumped by the shopping cart behind me." She reacted quickly. I increased the stimulation. She was also a little overwhelmed. I knew she was about to moan.

"The signal is bad. Let's talk when I get back. Okay, honey." She hung up the phone hastily. "You bastard! You bullied me! You took advantage of me and now... Ah... You... You're going to... Ouch... I can't take it... I can't take it anymore... Oh... Oh... Ah... My good husband... So deep... Ah..." I didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence. She immediately forgot my mischief.

We merged again. At this moment, I completely lost all tenderness and consideration. Dark, hairy limbs slammed powerfully against Xiaoling's fair, tender lower body with each powerful thrust. The sounds of "slap, slap" and "shh, shh" as they rubbed together were heard. The erect penis thrust back and forth within the tight passage. Each insertion was faster and more forceful than the last. The warm clitoris exerted even more intense pressure and friction on the glans.

The soul-stirring sensation became even clearer. At the same time, my mouth attacked her smooth, delicate skin. My hands grasped Xiaoling's smooth, firm, snow-white breasts. The constant squeezing and kneading caused the soft, full peaks to change shape under my palms, leaving faint red marks on her delicate skin. Under the relentless and fierce assault, I gradually reached my first climax.

My penis continuously rubbed against the most tender and sensitive part of her body. Gradually, I penetrated deeper, stretching the secluded, untouched passage tighter and tighter. The already narrow peach garden was brutally invaded and filled. The squeezing, sometimes slow, sometimes rapid, felt like tearing her body apart bit by bit. The intense tearing pain had just subsided when a series of increasingly fierce thrusts swept over her entire body like a whirlwind.

Xiaoling's soft, white body trembled violently from the impact of the intense thrusts. The movement of my penis in and out pulled at every part of her delicate vagina. The burning pain from the friction of the mucous membranes spread from her lower body to every inch of her skin. I wildly rode on Xiaoling's... On her flawless, snow-white body, it unleashed its power as the conqueror and ruler. A surge of desire drove its sensory world to the heavens,

nearly causing it to lose control. But it couldn't care less at this moment. I tightly embraced Xiaoling's smooth, slender waist, violently thrusting my hard penis against her tender clitoris. Suddenly, the raging penis swelled even more, forcing open Xiaoling's tightly closed cervix. Then, after a dozen or so almost convulsive thrusts, a torrent of boiling, molten semen erupted. It spurted from the tip of my penis, instantly filling Xiaoling's hidden chamber!

The semen had

just been released. I gently lowered Xiaoling's legs from my shoulders. My swollen, hard penis gradually returned to normal, slowly withdrawing from Xiaoling's body, bringing with it a considerable amount of thick, hot semen. The light shone on both of us, illuminating Xiaoling's jade-like body. Below her smooth abdomen, her snow-white skin was stained with patches of red teeth marks, mixed with the messy, dark stains. The aftermath of passion was a scene of utter chaos,

yet it only made things more ... It accentuated Xiaoling's delicate figure and gentle, graceful temperament. I kneaded Xiaoling's lustrous and alluring breasts with varying degrees of intensity and speed. Her soft, smooth breasts changed shape constantly between my fingers. Her skin, originally as white as a snowy ice field, was slowly covered with a layer of delicate pink makeup. Xiaoling

was panting. At this moment, she gradually regained her energy. Suddenly, she rolled over on top of me and then slowly slid down with a grin. I had no idea what she was going to do next. She actually took my little brother into her mouth and so earnestly "bathed" him. I couldn't help but get hard again. This time, I had no choice but to ejaculate all of it into her little mouth. She swallowed it all with great enjoyment

and then stuck out her tongue at me. "Feels good, doesn't it? Hehe." "Mmm," I nodded in reply. I wanted to pull her into my arms. But she gently pushed me away and flicked my nose. "You're so greedy. Still not satisfied? It's getting late. Maybe next time." Oh my god, there's a next time? I was so excited I could hardly speak. I just sat there dumbly, watching her put on her clothes, piece by piece. Before long, she was back to her usual ladylike self. It wasn't

until a while after she left that I came to my senses. Oh my god. She didn't even rinse her mouth when she left. My semen was still stuck in it.

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