Someone else's girlfriend, my wife

While the story of "Someone Else's Girlfriend, My Wife"
contains some erotic descriptions, it is absolutely true and based on my personal experience. Because it involves my and my wife's privacy, and to prevent my friends from finding out, all the characters in the story are pseudonyms. Please don't investigate the author's real identity; just treat it as entertainment.

I started working at seventeen and began to have normal social interactions. I met my wife ten years ago in early spring. At that time, although I was never short of female company, none of them ever moved me. At twenty-two, I was 1.76 meters tall and very strong. Among my many friends, I had exceptional physical attributes. Therefore, I was able to turn someone else's beautiful girlfriend into my current wife.

That day, I went to a dance hall with some close friends. We had just sat down when a man and a woman walked in. When I saw the woman clearly, I was stunned by her beauty. It was love at first sight. My blood boiled instantly, and only one thought occupied my mind: it was her. She was the figure I had searched for a thousand times in my dreams; she was my destined bride. She was about 1 meter tall; had large eyes; pale red lips;

an oval her appear dignified and serene, elegant and poised, beautiful without being seductive. I noticed her snow-white skin was as if coated with a layer of milky white cream. Her oval face appeared round and generous, and her tall figure, coupled with her large, calm eyes, made her look quite elegant. She had long hair, but it was slightly wavy, and I wondered if the ends had been permed; I later learned it was natural. Although she wasn't very voluptuous at first glance, her slender figure made her appear graceful and charming.

They walked right up to us, and my friend Zhong Wei quickly stood up to introduce them. It turned out the woman's boyfriend was his classmate, Zhao Ming, who worked at a factory in our county. The woman's name was Lin Hong, and she worked at the county grain bureau. After Zhong Wei finished his introduction, I learned they had been a couple for four years. We warmly welcomed her to sit down. Perhaps noticing me staring at her, she gave me a charming smile and sat down next to her boyfriend.

She was beautiful, wearing a sleeveless, low-cut, semi-transparent, pure white dress with two thin straps hanging over her shoulders. The dress, rather than concealing her body, accentuated her curves and added to her mystique. From her vivid face and exquisitely sculpted figure to her every gesture, you can't help but think of words like elegance, nobility, and confidence. She possesses an extraordinary temperament, more like an accomplished film star. Her smooth forehead, straight nose, and full lips are the envy of many celebrities. Then you'll discover that behind her aloof gaze lies a passionate flame; within her ladylike body flows not blood, but a herd of galloping horses. She is a unique woman who skillfully blends aloofness and passion, elegance and liberty, nobility and flirtatiousness, composure and frivolity, allowing you to feel her intense, compelling presence even in her stillness. She was a natural beauty, practically a fairy, and it was love at first sight for us.

I quietly watched her chatting and laughing with others, saw her beautiful neck rise with laughter, and saw her high bun on her head shimmer in the light. My heart was completely captivated by her beauty. We clinked glasses, sang and danced, and everyone's emotions rose higher and higher, the atmosphere of the party becoming increasingly lively. Yet, a desperate impulse grew within me. When I finally broke through my last mental barrier and invited her to dance, a hint of hesitation appeared on her face. She then glanced at her boyfriend beside her. This subtle movement, of course, did not escape my notice. Seeing her boyfriend's blank expression, she still involuntarily allowed herself to be invited onto the dance floor.

As I embraced her soft body and we danced, I almost lost control of myself. I tentatively asked, "You seem afraid of your boyfriend? Is he treating you badly?" Her joyful eyes immediately turned melancholy. She didn't answer, but looked up at me.

As she danced, her warm breasts brushed against my chest from time to time. I felt a surge of desire. The music was melodious, and I grew bolder. When no one was looking, my hands began to follow the beautiful curves of her body, sliding from her smooth back to her full hips. That's how we became good friends.

When she returned to her boyfriend, who looked unhappy, I felt a pang of guilt. Later, when I saw her being dragged out of the dance hall by her boyfriend, I unconsciously followed them out.

I followed them from a distance, vaguely hearing their constant arguing, seemingly about dancing that evening. They argued as they walked, Lin Hong appearing very angry and wanting to go home alone. Her boyfriend then pulled her hand and pleaded with her until the argument subsided. At this point, I should have turned back, but I saw they weren't heading home, but rather towards the secluded Meishan Park, presumably to get intimate.

A sense of curiosity compelled me to follow them again. I saw them climb the park steps, find a clean stone bench, and sit down. I quickly took another path, circled around to their side, chose the best spot, and peeked out from behind a tea tree to spy on what was about to happen.

Her boyfriend had one arm tightly around her shoulder, roaming over her chest, while his other hand lifted her skirt, slipping his hand inside and caressing her genitals through her panties. I saw her push him away a couple of times but he wouldn't budge. At that moment, I desperately wanted her to stand up bravely and slap him across the face, but she just let out a soft moan and let him do as he pleased. "Sigh!" I sighed softly. They'd been dating for four years; what hadn't they done? I was just being nosy.

Zhao Ming gently rubbed Lin Hong's vulva on her thigh. In the moonlight, I could see that her panties were pure white and somewhat transparent; I could see his fingers gently rubbing up and down her mons pubis. Their lips were pressed tightly together, completely absorbed in their own world, unaware that a pair of lustful eyes were watching them intently from the darkness. Unfortunately, their blissful moment was short-lived. Another couple came up and, oblivious to their intimacy, sat down diagonally opposite them, just a few steps away. I hid there, barely daring to breathe, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Hong and her boyfriend disappeared into the depths of the park. I already knew what they were going to do, and I felt a deep sense of regret. Although I hadn't witnessed Lin Hong and her boyfriend's intimate moment, I had seen the entire process of their lovemaking through the gaps in the tea trees.

The man was wearing a bright orange jacket, and the woman was wearing a bright orange sleeveless mid-length shirt. They were both wearing blue jeans, so they must have been a couple there to be intimate. I hadn't planned to stay long, but they were so close that I couldn't leave. Plus, they started acting right away, which caught my attention, so I watched curiously.

I saw the man squatting on the ground, lifting the woman's shirt with one hand, and beginning to suckle her breasts forcefully. The woman couldn't withstand his frenzied assault and slowly began to moan, but her voice was very low, like a sigh, so quiet that no one could tell the difference. She seemed to bend down to allow his head more freedom of movement. After a few minutes, my legs were so numb from squatting that I wanted to move. She seemed to hear a sound and softly said, "Someone seems to be there," then quickly stood up, pushed the man away, and turned to a large tree to straighten her clothes. This was terrible for the man! His newly aroused passion couldn't be released; he had to desperately suppress it, and the pain was unimaginable. So, the man took out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned against the tree to smoke.

Thinking she had discovered me, I quietly withdrew my head and simply sat down on the ground. After a while, my intuition told me he wouldn't give up easily. So, I quietly parted the tea tree branches again.

Sure enough, they didn't leave. I heard the woman's soft, gentle moans; she must be enjoying "milking" quite a bit! Then I noticed something was off with her voice; it sounded like she was struggling to breathe. She must be enjoying it, but afraid to scream, hence the breathlessness. When I peeked out to get a closer look, I almost couldn't breathe myself! I witnessed the most exhilarating scene I've ever seen: she was facing a large tree, about a meter away, legs spread apart, hands supporting her head, naturally sticking her buttocks out. Her orange-red shirt was already lifted, and her black jeans were pulled down to her thighs, clearly revealing her entire snow-white buttocks. Unfortunately, my view was blocked by the man. The man was standing behind the woman, also with his legs spread, but his hands were gripping her waist, and he was swinging his hips back and forth, desperately attacking her!

This rear-entry position allows for very deep penetration, so the woman must have been enjoying it immensely, but she dared not scream, only exhaling heavily, which was truly unfair to her. The man, on the other hand, was completely at ease in this position, moving freely and "operating" at will. His movements were incredibly rapid, his body trembling as if electrocuted. Her juices must have been flowing like a never-ending river; the friction between his penis and hers was so close I could hear the "squeak, squeak" sounds, indicating very smooth thrusting. Meanwhile, his stomach was slapping rapidly against the woman's soft, white buttocks.

They were both very careful to control their volume, but in the heat of passion, they couldn't care less. After about two minutes, the man slipped his hand under the woman's shirt and began kneading her breasts. The woman finally let out a loud, joyful moan, and the man was approaching his climax!

After a while, the man pulled his hand away, hugged the woman's waist tightly, and thrust a few more times with all his might. Finally, he raised his neck, gripped her waist tightly, and stopped thrusting, only trembling slightly. The woman also let out a long breath, trembling along with the man. The man would occasionally thrust inward, making "humph" sounds. His pent-up sexual desire was finally released with the ejaculation of his semen. The man then slumped against the woman's back. The woman turned her head and kissed the man. It was at this moment that I saw their faces.

They were a couple around twenty years old.

The entire ejaculation process lasted about ten seconds. I could imagine how many sperm had ventured into the woman's uterus to explore. However, I couldn't figure out whether they had used contraception or if it was because it was a safe period. They didn't use withdrawal as a method of contraception as described in books, but instead engaged in this intimate act, which was truly enviable!

After the man ejaculated, he slowly withdrew from the woman's body. The woman immediately pulled up her pants and began to tidy herself. The man simply unzipped his pants, which was easy to handle, but it was more troublesome for the woman. She squatted on the ground, trying to let the semen flow out. At that moment, I suddenly had a mischievous urge to scare them.

So, I picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it into the distance. With a "thud," they immediately stopped tidying up, turned to face the darkness, and pretended to chat. Just then, quite coincidentally, Lin Hong and her boyfriend came down from the mountain. They must have thought Lin Hong and her boyfriend had witnessed their "battle"! So, before Lin Hong and her boyfriend even got close, they hurriedly left. The woman fastened her pants as she walked away. Once Lin Hong and her boyfriend were gone, I quietly slipped away too.

From the first time I saw Lin Hong that day, I found myself uncontrollably falling in love with her. Although I knew her body belonged to another man, I still loved her as much as ever. To get closer to her, I found out that she attended a vocational high school every Monday through Thursday evening. From then on, I spent most of my evenings outside her school gate. I started actively trying to reach out to her, asking her out to movies alone. If it was a movie she liked, she would come after finishing her class to meet me.

One time, after she had finished her class, the teacher was a little late in dismissing us. Just as we entered the movie theater, the lights went out, and it was pitch black. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she grabbed my arm. Even I, in my naiveté, knew I had to seize the opportunity. I gently took her hand and groped my way to our seats. The first time I held Lin Hong's hand, I was incredibly excited. She tried to pull away a couple of times but couldn't, so I didn't make much effort and just held her hand like that. She wasn't really interested in the movie anymore and kept sneaking peeks at me out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that I was pretending to be very focused on the movie and didn't seem to have any other intentions, she just obediently let me hold her hand until the end of the film.

After that, the two of them spent a lot of time together, and the flame of their love quickly ignited. Except for the occasional time she was with her boyfriend, she spent most of her time secretly with me, avoiding him. We often went to the movies and strolled in the park. We never dared to be together in broad daylight, afraid her boyfriend would find out. Under these circumstances, we simply held hands habitually, never crossing the line. Until one day…

I

remember it was October 1st of the following year. Our workplaces were giving us three days off, and she and I had already arranged to go to the city. I took her to my old classmate's house. Inside, my classmate's parents warmly welcomed us. After dinner, we went to my classmate's single dormitory. He arranged for us to stay in his dorm that night. I knew tonight was my chance; whether I could win Lin Hong's heart depended on this. So, I ate dinner early and went to my classmate's dorm. She originally wanted to go shopping, but seeing me with my classmate, she was too shy to say so and came with us to the dorm. My classmate tactfully left early. I quietly walked up behind her and hugged her tightly. She didn't resist but turned her head and pressed her face against mine. I whispered, "Ah Hong likes you very much! I really love you..." She blushed and said, "Me too..." I held her face and slowly covered her lips with mine. I licked her pink lips open, and she responded with my tongue. Our two mounds met. This was our first kiss. Our tongues battled incessantly in our mouths, and I could feel how slippery her lips were.

She was excited, moaning softly. My hands began to wander; for the first time, I touched her body—her waist, her lower abdomen, her arms, her thighs, and finally her breasts. They weren't large, but they were firm and perky.

I gently kneaded them, still wearing her clothes. "No...no...you can't do that, I have a boyfriend," she pleaded. I didn't care. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, circling them, sometimes applying a little pressure. I felt small balls moving in each palm; I knew those were her nipples. I hadn't expected that, even with her bra and shirt still on, she would be hard. I looked up at her; she was enjoying it with her eyes closed, but her mouth was still open. So I went up and sealed her lips with mine, and we shared another passionate kiss.

At the same time, I pushed her down onto the bed and started to undress her. She no longer resisted, and in a few quick movements, she took off her top, leaving only her bra. She began to caress me—my chest, back, waist—and sometimes her touches brushed against my already erect penis, though she quickly withdrew. I smiled, and she shyly raised the corners of her mouth. "Yours...it's so hard." "Hehe, do you want to see?" "No." I continued to kiss her, licking the inside of her lips with my tongue, and she copied me. I pressed myself against her, my penis pressing against her genitals. I couldn't take it anymore, so I tried to unhook her bra, but she grabbed my hand. "No..." "We love each other so deeply, can't you leave Zhao Ming and marry me? Are you wary of me?" "I..." She hesitated, unsure what she wanted to say, so I stopped what I was doing. After a moment, she blushed and said, "I'm not a virgin anymore, do you still want me?

" I told her mysteriously, "I knew you weren't a virgin all along, it just depended on whether you were honest." "How did you know? Who told you?" she asked hastily. I proudly told her what I had seen at Meishan Park that day, and she shyly punched me with her small hand, saying, "You're so naughty!" I then asked what they did afterward.

Her face flushed, and she buried her head deeply in my chest, a silent answer to me. Seeing her captivating appearance and recalling that night, I couldn't resist any longer. I kissed her with my lips, not my tongue, hoping this passionate kiss would move her.

She silently accepted my advances. I started unbuttoning her clothes. I kissed her lips first, then her chin, then her neck, and finally her breasts. At the same time, I used one hand to caress her soft vulva while holding her skirt. I then unbuttoned her skirt, taking it all off and throwing my own aside. Her hair was loose, revealing her still charming face, her beautiful eyes fluttering as if they were about to take flight, her sweet lips, her delicate skin, and her shapely thighs. I kissed her for a long time, my left hand roaming freely over her entire body until I reached her underwear, while my right hand continued to rub her breasts. She ran her hands through my hair, and I knew she was aroused too. I became bolder and started to take off her underwear. I slipped my hand inside her underwear and touched a patch of soft pubic hair. She stopped me with her hand and took off her underwear herself. I snatched her underwear back and saw that her genitals were already slippery. I gave her a mischievous look, and her face turned even redder: "It's all because you touched me like that." After saying that, she lay back on the bed, and that perfect, flawless body that had entered my dreams so many times was presented before me. She had a lot of pubic hair, not only on her vulva but also on both sides of her labia. Her labia minora were very developed, exceeding her labia majora, like a small mouth. Her skin was quite white, but her genitals were very dark (I remember a few days ago, in my amazing selfie...). I posted a selfie of my wife, and a friend said it was because she had sex too much. I don't know, is there some other explanation for this? Can anyone tell me what the basis is for this claim? As I thrust in, when my glans was almost touching her cervix, she squeezed hard, forcing my penis in completely, until the ridge of my glans hit her cervix. While continuing to thrust, I leaned

forward, my fingers grasping her bamboo shoot-like breasts, pinching and squeezing them. Her hard, throbbing nipples bulged out between my fingers, swollen like two large red dates from the friction as I caressed them. Her hands gripped my arms tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably. The copious amount of vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina flowed down her pubic hair and onto my scrotum, making it sticky and wet. When my testicles struck her perineum, their skin would stick together. I knew she was bringing me to the peak of orgasm, so I used all my strength to thrust faster, so that she could conquer all the mountains and valleys, one higher than the next. Under my relentless and fierce onslaught, she shuddered once, then shuddered again, the trembling more intense than from the cold. She was completely disoriented, only able to describe her ecstatic, almost otherworldly, state with cries: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...husband, I love you so much!..." Her vagina convulsed, squeezing my penis, performing a suffocatingly pleasurable massage and sucking motion, sending tingling, electric shocks through my glans.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation travel from my spine to my brain, and my penis experienced an indescribable pleasure. It was incredibly pleasurable. I lay prone on top of Lin Hong, enjoying the continuous, trembling pleasure, letting my semen gush forth in waves through my throbbing penis, pouring into her body. As we both reached a dreamlike climax, we embraced each other wildly, silence speaking volumes as we silently savored the bliss of orgasm. If it weren't for my penis gradually shrinking and slipping out of her vagina after my task was complete, I truly wouldn't have wanted to pull it out. Seeing that I had pulled it out, she quickly squatted down, rubbing her clitoris to let the semen flow completely out of her vagina. Then I wiped away the semen with a tissue, gently embracing her. She turned and kissed me sweetly, enjoying the lingering afterglow of pleasure. "Lin Hong, was it comfortable?" She nodded shyly. "Was it comfortable with your boyfriend before?" She whispered in my ear, "His wasn't as big or as thick as yours, it was thinner, and pointed at the front. It wasn't comfortable at all. If I hadn't seen your thing, I would have thought all Chinese men were like that!" I asked curiously, "Was your boyfriend your first man?" She looked at me strangely and said, "What do you take me for? You're my second man, believe it?

" She playfully leaned closer to my ear. I pretended not to understand and asked, "You're so pretty, how could you find a boyfriend like that? Your boyfriend is really not good, he has no character, no good job, I really don't know how you fell for him?" She thought for a while and then told me about her first time with her boyfriend

. That was four years ago. I was in my final year of junior high. He was three years older than me and already working. His factory was right next to our school. They often liked to stand outside our school wall and watch us. Back then, all my classmates envied those with jobs, including me. Over time, I noticed a pair of eyes secretly watching me. Gradually, I noticed him too. Towards the end of my junior high year, we had evening self-study sessions every night. One day after self-study, I felt a dark shadow following me from a distance. I didn't pay attention for the first few days, but... I initially thought he was someone walking the same way as me, but later I noticed that the shadowy figure was always following me from a distance every night. He would turn back as I walked home, and this happened every night. One day, out of curiosity, I decided to find out who he was. As usual, I walked home alone, and the shadowy figure appeared again. I pretended not to notice and kept walking. At the corner, I suddenly stopped. When the figure got closer, I realized it was him, secretly escorting me home every night. At that moment, I developed feelings for him. From that day on, I had someone protecting me.

Hearing this, I interrupted Lin Hong and asked: "You were still in school, and he already..." She blushed, glanced at me sideways, and continued, "It was early summer three years ago. I was only sixteen, fresh out of school, and knew nothing. My heart was completely captivated by him. We had known each other for over a year and everything was fine until one day, he called me to his house. His parents were at work, so we sneaked into their room. He reached into his father's drawer and pulled out a videotape. I asked curiously, 'What's this?' Never mind, let's see first. He put the tape into the VCR, and after some static, the image that appeared left me speechless." The scene begins with a blonde foreign woman walking to the bedside and opening a bottle of wine. I remember her drinking in a very exaggerated manner. Then a very strong black man walks in. Actually, when I was little, I thought black people were bears. Haha, he starts kissing the woman, and then he frantically takes off her clothes. He keeps kissing her breasts and grabbing them with his big hand. His kisses move lower and lower. He spreads the woman's legs apart. The woman has a lot of pubic hair. When I saw the woman's pubic hair, I was quite shocked because at that time I only had a few short, sparse hairs.

I knew it was pornography. Seeing the man and woman embracing made me feel very uncomfortable. I was young then and couldn't understand the pleasure it brought. I quickly covered my eyes with my hands. Although I had never seen such videos before, I had only heard others talk about them. They described them in glowing terms, and I really wanted to see them. But now that I actually saw them, I was embarrassed. However, the sounds of the man and woman's pleasure coming from the TV made me curious, so I peeked through my fingers. What I saw immediately captivated me. The black man stretched out his large hand and spread the woman's genitals wide open. I saw that the woman's vaginal opening was slightly open, and some fluid was coming out. Then I saw the black man sticking out his tongue and licking it frantically. It looked really funny; it was as if he wanted to stick his whole head inside. He kept licking the woman's genitals, and she kept moaning, seemingly enjoying it. I watched, wondering, "What are they doing?" Because I was only sixteen at the time, I wondered, "Why is that man kissing that woman's genitals? And he seems to be enjoying it?" Just then, the black man pulled down his pants, and ah! I almost screamed. What was that? His penis was a full twenty centimeters long! I had only seen other children's penises in kindergarten, but his was truly terrifying! He lay flat on the bed, and the woman straddled him, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. She licked it, then took it entirely into her mouth, sucking hard. The man wasn't idle either; he kept probing inside her vagina with his fingers. The woman's vagina seemed quite large; at first, he used one finger, then two, and finally almost inserted his entire hand. At this point, the woman lay on her back, legs spread wide, labia turned outwards, and cried out, "Baby, come on! Oh my!" I didn't know what she meant at the time.

I saw the black man grab his huge penis and press it against the entrance of her vagina, rubbing the head of his penis against her vulva. "Is he going to insert it?" I wondered. How could something that big go in? Just then, I saw him insert the head of his penis, slowly insert it halfway, and finally, with a forceful thrust, the entire penis was inside. The woman let out an exaggerated scream, a truly piercing sound, "It must hurt so much!" I thought, how could she bear having something so big inserted into her? Because the black man's penis was really huge. I saw that huge thing going in and out repeatedly, and the woman screamed exaggeratedly. Why was she doing it even though it hurt? I really don't understand. Then the black man's movements became faster and faster, his breathing more and more rapid. Suddenly, he pulled out his penis, rubbing it with his hand while bringing it to the woman's face. Streams of white stuff shot out, which the woman greedily drank, then licked clean the rest of his penis. "What is that? It's not urine!

" I really don't understand. Everyone's heart races when they first watch porn, right? But I was barely sixteen then, and I'd never seen even a Category III film before, so of course I was very unsettled, and a little scared," Is this how all women have to be?

Thinking about it, I felt an itch down there. I saw Zhao Ming staring at me with bloodshot eyes, his gaze gleaming red. Embarrassed, I crossed my left leg over my right, which made me feel a little better. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my thigh; it was his. I saw a bulge in his crotch, something pushing his pants high. At that moment… He suddenly pulled me close around the waist. Seeing that I wasn't struggling anymore, Zhao Ming slowly unbuttoned my clothes. I could hear his heavy breathing. At first, he gently caressed my breasts, playing with my nipples with his fingers, very carefully and slowly. Then, gradually, he became more forceful, grabbing my breasts with his whole hand. It hurt, but it also felt good, a feeling I had never experienced before. My excitement surged; I hoped he would grip harder, even tear my flesh, because I would be his sooner or later anyway.

My breathing grew heavier, and then I felt his hand sliding towards my genitals. Seeing that I didn't resist, he grew bolder, slowly lifting my skirt and caressing my genitals through my underwear, stroking and lightly scraping the cleft. A feeling I had never experienced before... He penetrated my entire body, and I became aroused, my breathing becoming heavy. However, removing my tight panties proved quite difficult: he pulled them down, I pulled them up again, repeating this several times until they finally reached my knees. I gave up trying to pull them up again, and soon he pulled my pants down, a trembling hand touching my genitals... He touched my pubic hair with the same care and gentleness, then lowered his head and deeply inhaled the scent of my genitals.

He began to frantically rub my entire body, especially my breasts. He quickly pulled down his pants, and I saw that his penis was different from the ones on TV. The ones on TV were like mushrooms, with shafts as thick as pestles, and as black as ink—thick and strong. But his was white and tender, with a pointed head and a thick shaft, thin and long. There was no mushroom head in the front; instead, it was covered by a long skin. He suddenly grabbed my waist, picked me up, and placed me on the bed. I shyly slapped him, and he then got on the bed and hugged me tightly, mimicking what he saw on TV, kissing my breasts, genitals, and entire body passionately, carefully admiring my full genitals. And with that dense pubic hair, I saw him insert a finger into my vagina again, in and out, and I felt extremely comfortable. Itching, swelling, I couldn't control myself.

He didn't even take off his clothes, and just like people on TV, he spread my thighs, climbed between my legs, and pressed his body against mine. I knew what he wanted to do, and closed my eyes tightly, waiting for it to happen. I felt his hand groping around my vulva, probably searching for the vaginal opening. It seemed he, like me, was doing this for the first time. Then, something hard pricked my genitals once, twice, sometimes on my labia, sometimes on my thigh, but it couldn't find its way in. I was pricked haphazardly for a while, the sharp thing hurting me a lot. Suddenly he… "Ahhh!" With a few cries, the sharp thing pierced my genitals even harder. Just as I was about to scream in pain, Zhao Ming collapsed on top of me. His white fluid sprayed all over my sparse pubic hair like a water gun. I thought this was normal for both men and women, but before I could even wipe the sticky fluid off, his long, thin thing became hard again. He spread my legs apart, and with his fingers, he pried open my labia minora once more. Then, his sharp thing rammed into my vagina. I felt like my whole body was being torn apart by pain, so painful that I cried out, "Ahhh!" I cried out, but Zhao Ming completely ignored my feelings. His sharp penis kept thrusting in and out of my vagina, sending waves of pain and tingling sensations through me.

At first, I felt like his penis was a knife, cutting into my body again and again, it hurt a lot. Slowly, my lower body regained sensation, and I could truly feel a penis going in and out of my vagina, round and long, clearly squeezing in and out, again and again. It didn't hurt as much anymore, just a feeling of fullness. Tears of shame welled up in my eyes at that moment.

That time he hurt me a lot, and I even bled. Since then, he has always been pestering me... At first, I didn't want to do that because I was afraid of the pain. But he kept pestering me, so I did it with him once, and gradually I got used to it and even started to feel good. He never flirted with me; he would do it whenever no one was around. At first, I was afraid to be alone with him, so I always brought my sister with me when I went to his house. But he still had a chance to do that with me, and sometimes I felt really good. Once, he even made me imitate what he did in the video, licking his pointed penis. I tried it, but when I pulled back his long, pointed foreskin, a fishy, foul smell hit me. I vomited before I even put it in my mouth. He was okay, though; he never let me lick it again after that. "Hearing this made me feel terrible. According to her calculation, there are 365 days in a year. Excluding her menstrual period of five days each month, that's 60 days a year, which is 300 days. Wow! After three years, I don't even dare to think about it." At this moment, Lin Hong seemed to notice my expression was off, and she pulled away from my embrace. She continued, "Ever since we had that kind of thing, he hasn't been as nice to me as before. He's probably afraid I'll end up with someone else, so he doesn't allow me to talk to other boys. If I talk to other boys, or even if other boys look at me twice, he'll argue with me. Later, he even hit me. Countless times I've suggested breaking up with him, but after a few kind words, my heart softens. We've been arguing and talking like this for three years. Sometimes I really suspect he has psychological problems." She then let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, I've told you everything. You can still leave me now, so you don't regret it later. Let's pretend today never happened. When we go back, you'll still be you; I'll still be me. Let's pretend we don't know each other." Looking at her bright face, her alluring figure, and her sincere eyes, I was moved. I kissed her lips tightly, answering everything. Just as we were kissing sincerely, my penis, which had just softened, hardened again. I pounced on her on the bed and entered her body once more.

And so, we changed positions, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, until dawn, bringing her to a climax she had never experienced before. I reached orgasm four times in total, my semen filling her small vagina completely, and her pubic hair sticking to both sides of her labia. When dawn broke, we finally fell asleep naked in each other's arms. Because it was almost the beginning of summer and the weather was a bit hot, we didn't cover ourselves with anything and slept until after noon. Ah Hong woke up first, and when she saw my limp genitals, she unconsciously placed one hand on them and gently rubbed them. The soft thing, under her caresses, immediately became erect again, a red and swollen penis pointing straight to the ceiling. The rounded glans bulged, its ridges bulging, and the veins on the pubic area stood out, full of vitality, irresistible to the touch. After only a few strokes, she felt an itchy sensation, as if countless ants were crawling inside her; her heart pounded wildly, and her breathing quickened. Faced with such a beautiful sight, her vagina felt an unbearable itch, and a slippery mixture of vaginal fluid and semen eagerly flowed out. Ignoring whether I was awake or not, she assumed a horse stance like a martial arts practitioner, spread her legs, aimed her vulva at the glans, and mounted me. As the penis was inserted inch by inch, the indescribable feeling of fullness brought indescribable pleasure to the vagina. The swollen vagina tightly wrapped around the hot penis and merged into one, the concave and convex parts fitting together perfectly. I really have to thank the Creator for creating such a wonderful organ, bringing endless pleasure and enjoyment to mankind.

She slowly moved her delicate body, moving up and down, her vagina tingling and numbing from the hot, throbbing penis, while the ridges of her erect penis rubbed against her, bringing her unparalleled pleasure. Waves of pleasure washed over her. Last night's semen and vaginal fluids flowed down the hard shaft to the base of her penis, then clung to her labia and thick pubic hair, soaking both of their genitals.

In a daze, I felt my penis being inserted into a warm, moist little hole, the rubbing of my glans feeling incredibly comfortable. I thought I was having a wonderful dream, so I lay there, afraid to move, quietly enjoying the waves of pleasure, afraid that if I woke up, the dream would be gone and I would lose all the enjoyment. But gradually I realized this wasn't a dream; I was actually having sex. Opening my sleepy eyes, I saw Ah Hong squatting on top of me, her lower body moving up and down rhythmically. Her face was flushed and tilted back, her cherry-like lips slightly parted, her tongue licking her lips left and right. Her hands were cupping her two pink and white breasts, rubbing and grinding them, her body trembling with excitement as if possessed.

Seeing Ah Hong's wanton behavior, I couldn't help but be infected. I supported her buttocks with both hands and used my waist strength to thrust my penis forcefully into her vagina in rhythm with her movements. For a moment, the bedroom was filled with the sounds of two bodies colliding, "slap," "slap," interspersed with "squeak," "squeak," and the sound of overflowing vaginal fluid, as if responding to their concerted efforts. After thrusting like this for a few minutes, he noticed that her movements had slowed down, and she seemed a little spoiled. So he simply flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and lifted her legs high, increasing the speed of his thrusts until she felt extremely comfortable. She could only utter

intermittent "ah...ah...ah...ah..." sounds, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, pulling them to her sides and crumpling them into a ball.

The moans aroused me even more. Seeing Lin Hong so easily conquered beneath me, the sense of heroism made my penis harder and harder with each thrust. The room was filled with the passion of love, and the bed was shaking violently. It seemed we were both about to reach our climax. Suddenly, a knock on the door startled us both, who were lost in their own world. It was a friend calling us for dinner. Startled, my penis went limp and slipped out of Lin Hong's vagina. Lin Hong, caught up in the moment, had no choice but to quickly get out of bed and get dressed. "Coming, coming," I replied as I dressed.

During dinner, my legs were trembling. My old classmate kept staring at Lin Hong, as if trying to see right through her. Later, I found out that at noon that day, when he came to call us for lunch, he heard a noise inside and peeked through the crack in the door. He happened to see Lin Hong seducing me. He was incredibly jealous and deliberately called out to us loudly before we were finished, ruining our good time. He had secretly told this to other classmates when he came to our wedding that day, and those classmates told me. I never imagined that the first time I was intimate with my wife, that guy would see my wife's body so clearly. I really regret not being more careful back then.

Although the story contains some erotic descriptions, it is absolutely true and based on my personal experience. Because it involves my and my wife's privacy, and to prevent my friends from finding out, all the characters in the story are pseudonyms. Please don't investigate the author's real identity; just treat it as entertainment.

I started working at seventeen and began to have normal social interactions. I met my wife ten years ago in early spring. At that time, although I was never short of girls, none of them ever moved me. At twenty-two, I was 1.76 meters tall and very strong. Among my many friends, I had exceptional physical attributes. Therefore, I was able to turn other people's beautiful girlfriends into my current wife.

That day, I went to a dance hall with some close friends. We had just sat down when a man and a woman walked in. When I saw the woman clearly, I was stunned by her beauty. It was love at first sight. My blood boiled instantly, and only one thought occupied my mind: it was her. She was the figure I had searched for a thousand times in my dreams; she was my destined bride. She was about 1 meter tall; had large eyes; pale red lips;

an oval her appear dignified and serene, elegant and poised, beautiful without being seductive. I noticed her snow-white skin was as if coated with a layer of milky white cream. Her oval face appeared round and generous, and her tall figure, coupled with her large, calm eyes, made her look quite elegant. She had long hair, but it was slightly wavy, and I wondered if the ends had been permed; I later learned it was natural. Although she wasn't very voluptuous at first glance, her slender figure made her appear graceful and charming.

They walked right up to us, and my friend Zhong Wei quickly stood up to introduce them. It turned out the woman's boyfriend was his classmate, Zhao Ming, who worked at a factory in our county. The woman's name was Lin Hong, and she worked at the county grain bureau. After Zhong Wei finished his introduction, I learned they had been a couple for four years. We warmly welcomed her to sit down. Perhaps noticing me staring at her, she gave me a charming smile and sat down next to her boyfriend.

She was beautiful, wearing a sleeveless, low-cut, semi-transparent, pure white dress with two thin straps hanging over her shoulders. The dress, rather than concealing her body, accentuated her curves and added to her mystique. From her vivid face and exquisitely sculpted figure to her every gesture, you can't help but think of words like elegance, nobility, and confidence. She possesses an extraordinary temperament, more like an accomplished film star. Her smooth forehead, straight nose, and full lips are the envy of many celebrities. Then you'll discover that behind her aloof gaze lies a passionate flame; within her ladylike body flows not blood, but a herd of galloping horses. She is a unique woman who skillfully blends aloofness and passion, elegance and liberty, nobility and flirtatiousness, composure and frivolity, allowing you to feel her intense, compelling presence even in her stillness. She was a natural beauty, practically a fairy, and it was love at first sight for us.

I quietly watched her chatting and laughing with others, saw her beautiful neck rise with laughter, and saw her high bun on her head shimmer in the light. My heart was completely captivated by her beauty. We clinked glasses, sang and danced, and everyone's emotions rose higher and higher, the atmosphere of the party becoming increasingly lively. Yet, a desperate impulse grew within me. When I finally broke through my last mental barrier and invited her to dance, a hint of hesitation appeared on her face. She then glanced at her boyfriend beside her. This subtle movement, of course, did not escape my notice. Seeing her boyfriend's blank expression, she still involuntarily allowed herself to be invited onto the dance floor.

As I embraced her soft body and we danced, I almost lost control of myself. I tentatively asked, "You seem afraid of your boyfriend? Is he treating you badly?" Her joyful eyes immediately turned melancholy. She didn't answer, but looked up at me.

As she danced, her warm breasts brushed against my chest from time to time. I felt a surge of desire. The music was melodious, and I grew bolder. When no one was looking, my hands began to follow the beautiful curves of her body, sliding from her smooth back to her full hips. That's how we became good friends.

When she returned to her boyfriend, who looked unhappy, I felt a pang of guilt. Later, when I saw her being dragged out of the dance hall by her boyfriend, I unconsciously followed them out.

I followed them from a distance, vaguely hearing their constant arguing, seemingly about dancing that evening. They argued as they walked, Lin Hong appearing very angry and wanting to go home alone. Her boyfriend then pulled her hand and pleaded with her until the argument subsided. At this point, I should have turned back, but I saw they weren't heading home, but rather towards the secluded Meishan Park, presumably to get intimate.

A sense of curiosity compelled me to follow them again. I saw them climb the park steps, find a clean stone bench, and sit down. I quickly took another path, circled around to their side, chose the best spot, and peeked out from behind a tea tree to spy on what was about to happen.

Her boyfriend had one arm tightly around her shoulder, roaming over her chest, while his other hand lifted her skirt, slipping his hand inside and caressing her genitals through her panties. I saw her push him away a couple of times but he wouldn't budge. At that moment, I desperately wanted her to stand up bravely and slap him across the face, but she just let out a soft moan and let him do as he pleased. "Sigh!" I sighed softly. They'd been dating for four years; what hadn't they done? I was just being nosy.

Zhao Ming gently rubbed Lin Hong's vulva on her thigh. In the moonlight, I could see that her panties were pure white and somewhat transparent; I could see his fingers gently rubbing up and down her mons pubis. Their lips were pressed tightly together, completely absorbed in their own world, unaware that a pair of lustful eyes were watching them intently from the darkness. Unfortunately, their blissful moment was short-lived. Another couple came up and, oblivious to their intimacy, sat down diagonally opposite them, just a few steps away. I hid there, barely daring to breathe, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Hong and her boyfriend disappeared into the depths of the park. I already knew what they were going to do, and I felt a deep sense of regret. Although I hadn't witnessed Lin Hong and her boyfriend's intimate moment, I had seen the entire process of their lovemaking through the gaps in the tea trees.

The man was wearing a bright orange jacket, and the woman was wearing a bright orange sleeveless mid-length shirt. They were both wearing blue jeans, so they must have been a couple there to be intimate. I hadn't planned to stay long, but they were so close that I couldn't leave. Plus, they started acting right away, which caught my attention, so I watched curiously.

I saw the man squatting on the ground, lifting the woman's shirt with one hand, and beginning to suckle her breasts forcefully. The woman couldn't withstand his frenzied assault and slowly began to moan, but her voice was very low, like a sigh, so quiet that no one could tell the difference. She seemed to bend down to allow his head more freedom of movement. After a few minutes, my legs were so numb from squatting that I wanted to move. She seemed to hear a sound and softly said, "Someone seems to be there," then quickly stood up, pushed the man away, and turned to a large tree to straighten her clothes. This was terrible for the man! His newly aroused passion couldn't be released; he had to desperately suppress it, and the pain was unimaginable. So, the man took out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned against the tree to smoke.

Thinking she had discovered me, I quietly withdrew my head and simply sat down on the ground. After a while, my intuition told me he wouldn't give up easily. So, I quietly parted the tea tree branches again.

Sure enough, they didn't leave. I heard the woman's soft, gentle moans; she must be enjoying "milking" quite a bit! Then I noticed something was off with her voice; it sounded like she was struggling to breathe. She must be enjoying it, but afraid to scream, hence the breathlessness. When I peeked out to get a closer look, I almost couldn't breathe myself! I witnessed the most exhilarating scene I've ever seen: she was facing a large tree, about a meter away, legs spread apart, hands supporting her head, naturally sticking her buttocks out. Her orange-red shirt was already lifted, and her black jeans were pulled down to her thighs, clearly revealing her entire snow-white buttocks. Unfortunately, my view was blocked by the man. The man was standing behind the woman, also with his legs spread, but his hands were gripping her waist, and he was swinging his hips back and forth, desperately attacking her!

This rear-entry position allows for very deep penetration, so the woman must have been enjoying it immensely, but she dared not scream, only exhaling heavily, which was truly unfair to her. The man, on the other hand, was completely at ease in this position, moving freely and "operating" at will. His movements were incredibly rapid, his body trembling as if electrocuted. Her juices must have been flowing like a never-ending river; the friction between his penis and hers was so close I could hear the "squeak, squeak" sounds, indicating very smooth thrusting. Meanwhile, his stomach was slapping rapidly against the woman's soft, white buttocks.

They were both very careful to control their volume, but in the heat of passion, they couldn't care less. After about two minutes, the man slipped his hand under the woman's shirt and began kneading her breasts. The woman finally let out a loud, joyful moan, and the man was approaching his climax!

After a while, the man pulled his hand away, hugged the woman's waist tightly, and thrust a few more times with all his might. Finally, he raised his neck, gripped her waist tightly, and stopped thrusting, only trembling slightly. The woman also let out a long breath, trembling along with the man. The man would occasionally thrust inward, making "humph" sounds. His pent-up sexual desire was finally released with the ejaculation of his semen. The man then slumped against the woman's back. The woman turned her head and kissed the man. It was at this moment that I saw their faces.

They were a couple around twenty years old.

The entire ejaculation process lasted about ten seconds. I could imagine how many sperm had ventured into the woman's uterus to explore. However, I couldn't figure out whether they had used contraception or if it was because it was a safe period. They didn't use withdrawal as a method of contraception as described in books, but instead engaged in this intimate act, which was truly enviable!

After the man ejaculated, he slowly withdrew from the woman's body. The woman immediately pulled up her pants and began to tidy herself. The man simply unzipped his pants, which was easy to handle, but it was more troublesome for the woman. She squatted on the ground, trying to let the semen flow out. At that moment, I suddenly had a mischievous urge to scare them.

So, I picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it into the distance. With a "thud," they immediately stopped tidying up, turned to face the darkness, and pretended to chat. Just then, quite coincidentally, Lin Hong and her boyfriend came down from the mountain. They must have thought Lin Hong and her boyfriend had witnessed their "battle"! So, before Lin Hong and her boyfriend even got close, they hurriedly left. The woman fastened her pants as she walked away. Once Lin Hong and her boyfriend were gone, I quietly slipped away too.

From the first time I saw Lin Hong that day, I found myself uncontrollably falling in love with her. Although I knew her body belonged to another man, I still loved her as much as ever. To get closer to her, I found out that she attended a vocational high school every Monday through Thursday evening. From then on, I spent most of my evenings outside her school gate. I started actively trying to reach out to her, asking her out to movies alone. If it was a movie she liked, she would come after finishing her class to meet me.

One time, after she had finished her class, the teacher was a little late in dismissing us. Just as we entered the movie theater, the lights went out, and it was pitch black. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she grabbed my arm. Even I, in my naiveté, knew I had to seize the opportunity. I gently took her hand and groped my way to our seats. The first time I held Lin Hong's hand, I was incredibly excited. She tried to pull away a couple of times but couldn't, so I didn't try too hard and just held her hand like that. She lost interest in the movie, constantly stealing glances at me. Seeing that I was pretending to be very focused on the film and didn't seem to have any other intentions, she obediently let me hold her hand until the end.

After that, we spent a lot of time together, and the flame of love quickly ignited. Except for the occasional time she was with her boyfriend, she spent most of her time away from him, secretly spending time with me. We often went to the movies and strolled in the park. We never dared to be together in broad daylight, afraid that her boyfriend would find out. Under these circumstances, we just habitually held hands, never crossing the line, until one day we

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I remember it was October 1st of the following year. Our workplaces were all giving us three days off. She and I had already made plans to go to the city. I took her to my old classmate's house. His parents warmly welcomed us. After dinner, we went to my classmate's single dormitory. That night, my classmate arranged for us to stay in his dormitory. I knew that tonight was my chance, and whether I could get Lin Hong depended on this. So I ate dinner early and went to my classmate's dormitory. She originally wanted to go shopping, but seeing me with my classmate, she was too shy to say so and came to the dormitory with us. My classmate tactfully left early. I quietly walked up behind her and hugged her. She didn't resist but turned her head and pressed her face against mine. I whispered, "Ah Hong likes you very much! I really love you..." She blushed and said, "Me too..." "I held her face and slowly covered her lips with mine, licking her pink lips open. She responded with her tongue, and our breasts met. This was our first kiss. Our tongues fought incessantly in our mouths, and I could feel how slippery her mouth was. She was excited

, moaning softly. My hands started to wander. For the first time, I touched her body—her waist, her lower abdomen, her arms, her thighs, and finally her breasts. Her breasts weren't big, but they were firm and perky. I gently kneaded them while she was still

wearing her clothes. 'No...no...you can't do that, I have a boyfriend,' I said. I didn't care. I kneaded her breasts with both hands, circling them, sometimes applying a little force. I felt a small ball moving in each palm; I knew those were her nipples. I hadn't expected that she would be hard even with her bra and shirt still on." I looked up at her; she was enjoying it with her eyes closed, but her mouth was still open. So I went up and sealed her lips with mine, and we kissed passionately again.

At the same time, I pushed her down onto the bed and started to undress her. She didn't resist this time, and in a few quick movements, she took off her top, leaving only her bra. She started to caress me—my chest, my back, my waist—and sometimes her hand brushed against my already erect penis, only to quickly pull away. I smiled, and she shyly raised the corners of her mouth. "Yours...it's so hard." "Hehe, do you want to see?" "No." I continued to kiss her, licking the inside of her lips with my tongue, and she copied me. I pressed down on her, my penis pressing against her genitals. I couldn't take it anymore, so I tried to unhook her bra, but she grabbed my hand. "No..." "We love each other so deeply, can't you leave Zhao Ming and marry me? Are you wary of me?" "I..." She hesitated, unsure what she wanted to say, so I stopped what I was doing. After a moment, she blushed and said, "I'm not a virgin anymore, do you still want me?

" I told her mysteriously, "I knew you weren't a virgin all along, it just depended on whether you were honest." "How did you know? Who told you?" she asked hastily. I proudly told her what I had seen at Meishan Park that day, and she shyly punched me with her small hand, saying, "You're so naughty!" I then asked what they did afterward.

Her face flushed, she buried her head deeply in my chest, a silent answer. Seeing her captivating appearance and recalling that night, I couldn't resist any longer. I kissed her with my lips, not my tongue, hoping this passionate kiss would move her.

She silently accepted my advance. I started unbuttoning her clothes. I kissed her lips first, then her chin, then her neck, and finally her breasts. At the same time, I used one hand to caress her soft vulva while holding her skirt. I then unbuttoned her skirt, taking it all off and throwing my own aside. Her hair was loose, revealing her still charming face, her beautiful eyes fluttering as if they were about to take flight, her sweet lips, her delicate skin, and her shapely thighs. I kissed her for a long time, my left hand roaming freely over her entire body until I reached her underwear, while my right hand continued to rub her breasts. She ran her hands through my hair, and I knew she was aroused too. I became bolder and started to take off her underwear. I slipped my hand inside her underwear and touched a patch of soft pubic hair. She stopped me with her hand and took off her underwear herself. I snatched her underwear back and saw that her genitals were already slippery. I gave her a mischievous look, and her face turned even redder: "It's all because you touched me like that." After saying that, she lay back on the bed, and that perfect, flawless body that had entered my dreams so many times was presented before me. She had a lot of pubic hair, not only on her vulva but also on both sides of her labia. Her labia minora were very developed, exceeding her labia majora, like a small mouth. Her skin was quite white, but her genitals were very dark (I remember a few days ago, in my amazing selfie...). I posted a selfie of my wife, and a friend said it was because she had sex too much. I don't know, is there some other explanation for this? Can anyone tell me what the basis is for this claim? As I thrust in, when my glans was almost touching her cervix, she squeezed hard, forcing my penis in completely, until the ridge of my glans hit her cervix. While continuing to thrust, I leaned

forward, my fingers grasping her bamboo shoot-like breasts, pinching and squeezing them. Her hard, throbbing nipples bulged out between my fingers, swollen like two large red dates from the friction as I caressed them. Her hands gripped my arms tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably. The copious amount of vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina flowed down her pubic hair and onto my scrotum, making it sticky and wet. When my testicles struck her perineum, their skin would stick together. I knew she was bringing me to the peak of orgasm, so I used all my strength to thrust faster, so that she could conquer all the mountains and valleys, one higher than the next. Under my relentless and fierce onslaught, she shuddered once, then shuddered again, the trembling more intense than from the cold. She was completely disoriented, only able to describe her ecstatic, almost otherworldly, state with cries: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...husband, I love you so much!..." Her vagina convulsed, squeezing my penis, performing a suffocatingly pleasurable massage and sucking motion, sending tingling, electric shocks through my glans.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation travel from my spine to my brain, and my penis experienced an indescribable pleasure. It was incredibly pleasurable. I lay prone on top of Lin Hong, enjoying the continuous, trembling pleasure, letting my semen gush forth in waves through my throbbing penis, pouring into her body. As we both reached a dreamlike climax, we embraced each other wildly, silence speaking volumes as we silently savored the bliss of orgasm. If it weren't for my penis gradually shrinking and slipping out of her vagina after my task was complete, I truly wouldn't have wanted to pull it out. Seeing that I had pulled it out, she quickly squatted down, rubbing her clitoris to let the semen flow completely out of her vagina. Then I wiped away the semen with a tissue, gently embracing her. She turned and kissed me sweetly, enjoying the lingering afterglow of pleasure. "Lin Hong, was it comfortable?" She nodded shyly. "Was it comfortable with your boyfriend before?" She whispered in my ear, "His wasn't as big or as thick as yours, it was thinner, and pointed at the front. It wasn't comfortable at all. If I hadn't seen your thing, I would have thought all Chinese men were like that!" I asked curiously, "Was your boyfriend your first man?" She looked at me strangely and said, "What do you take me for? You're my second man, believe it?

" She deliberately leaned closer to my ear playfully. I pretended not to understand and asked, "You're so pretty, how could you find a boyfriend like that? Your boyfriend is really not good, he has no character, no good job, I really don't know how you fell for him?" She thought for a while and then told me about her first time with her boyfriend.

"That was four years ago. I was in my final year of junior high. He was three years older than me and already working. His factory was right next to our school. They often liked to stand outside our school wall and watch us. Back then, all my classmates envied those with jobs, including me. Over time, I noticed a pair of eyes secretly watching me. I gradually noticed him too. Towards the end of my junior high, we had evening self-study sessions every night. One day after self-study, I felt a dark shadow following me from a distance. I didn't pay attention for the first few days, but..." I initially thought he was someone walking the same way as me, but later I noticed that the shadowy figure was always following me from a distance every night. He would turn back as I walked home, and this happened every night. One day, out of curiosity, I decided to find out who he was. As usual, I walked home alone, and the shadowy figure appeared again. I pretended not to notice and kept walking. At the corner, I suddenly stopped. When the figure got closer, I realized it was him, secretly escorting me home every night. At that moment, I developed feelings for him. From that day on, I had someone protecting me.

Hearing this, I interrupted Lin Hong and asked: "You were still in school, and he already..." She blushed, glanced at me sideways, and continued, "It was early summer three years ago. I was only sixteen, fresh out of school, and knew nothing. My heart was completely captivated by him. We had known each other for over a year and everything was fine until one day, he called me to his house. His parents were at work, so we sneaked into their room. He reached into his father's drawer and pulled out a videotape. I asked curiously, 'What's this?' Never mind, let's see first. He put the tape into the VCR, and after some static, the image that appeared left me speechless." The scene begins with a blonde foreign woman walking to the bedside and opening a bottle of wine. I remember her drinking in a very exaggerated manner. Then a very strong black man walks in. Actually, when I was little, I thought black people were bears. Haha, he starts kissing the woman, and then he frantically takes off her clothes. He keeps kissing her breasts and grabbing them with his big hand. His kisses move lower and lower. He spreads the woman's legs apart. The woman has a lot of pubic hair. When I saw the woman's pubic hair, I was quite shocked because at that time I only had a few short, sparse hairs.

I knew it was pornography. Seeing the man and woman embracing made me feel very uncomfortable. I was young then and couldn't understand the pleasure it brought. I quickly covered my eyes with my hands. Although I had never seen such videos before, I had only heard others talk about them. They described them in glowing terms, and I really wanted to see them. But now that I actually saw them, I was embarrassed. However, the sounds of the man and woman's pleasure coming from the TV made me curious, so I peeked through my fingers. What I saw immediately captivated me. The black man stretched out his large hand and spread the woman's genitals wide open. I saw that the woman's vaginal opening was slightly open, and some fluid was coming out. Then I saw the black man sticking out his tongue and licking it frantically. It looked really funny; it was as if he wanted to stick his whole head inside. He kept licking the woman's genitals, and she kept moaning, seemingly enjoying it. I watched, wondering, "What are they doing?" Because I was only sixteen at the time, I wondered, "Why is that man kissing that woman's genitals? And he seems to be enjoying it?" Just then, the black man pulled down his pants, and ah! I almost screamed. What was that? His penis was a full twenty centimeters long! I had only seen other children's penises in kindergarten, but his was truly terrifying! He lay flat on the bed, the woman straddling him, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. As she licked, she took it entirely into her mouth, sucking hard. The man wasn't idle either, constantly probing inside her vagina with his fingers. The woman's vagina seemed quite large; at first, he used one finger, then two, and finally almost inserted his entire hand. At this point, the woman lay on her back, legs spread wide, labia turned outwards, moaning, "Baby, come on! Oh, yes!" I didn't understand what she meant at the time.

I saw the black man grab his large penis and press it against the vaginal opening, rubbing the glans against her vulva. "Is he going to insert it?" I wondered. How could something that big go in? Just then, I saw him insert his glans, slowly pushing it in halfway, and finally, with a forceful thrust, the entire penis was inside. The woman let out an exaggerated scream, a truly piercing sound. "It must hurt terribly!" I thought. How could she bear having something so big inserted into her? Because that black man's penis was truly enormous. I watched as that huge thing kept going in and out, and the woman screamed exaggeratedly. Why was she doing it even though it hurt? I really didn't understand. Later, I saw the black man's movements become faster and faster, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, he pulled out his penis, rubbing it constantly with his hand while bringing it to the woman's face. Streams of white stuff shot out, and the woman greedily drank it, licking it all clean from his penis. "What is that? It's not urine!

" I really didn't understand. Everyone's heart raced the first time they watched porn, right? But I was barely sixteen then, and I'd never seen even a Category III film before, so of course it was hard to stay calm, and I was a little scared too," Is this how every woman has to be?

Thinking about it, I felt an itch down there. I saw Zhao Ming staring at me with bloodshot eyes, his gaze gleaming red. Embarrassed, I crossed my left leg over my right, which made me feel a little more comfortable. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my thigh—it was his. I saw a bulge in his crotch, something pushing his pants high. Then, he suddenly pulled me close around the waist. Seeing that I wasn't struggling anymore, Zhao Ming slowly unbuttoned my clothes. I heard his heavy breathing. At first, he gently caressed my breasts, playing with my nipples with his fingers, very carefully… He slowly caressed me, then gradually increased the pressure, eventually grabbing my breasts with his entire hand. It hurt, but it also felt good, a kind of excitement I'd never experienced before. I wanted him to grab harder, even to the point of tearing my flesh; I didn't care, because I'd be his sooner or later anyway.

My breathing became heavier. Then I felt his hand slide towards my genitals. Seeing that I didn't resist, he grew bolder, slowly lifting my skirt and rubbing my genitals through my underwear, caressing and lightly scraping the cleft. A sensation I'd never experienced before washed over me, and I became aroused, my breathing becoming heavy. However, as he removed my narrow... Getting my underwear down was quite a struggle: he pulled it down, I pulled it up again, and this repeated several times until I finally managed to pull it down to my knees. I gave up trying to pull it up again, and soon he pulled my pants down. A trembling hand touched my genitals, my pubic hair, still so careful, so gentle. Then he lowered his head and deeply inhaled the scent of my genitals.

He began frantically rubbing my entire body, especially my breasts. He quickly pulled down his own pants, and I saw that his...thing...was different from what I saw on TV. The TV comparisons were just that—comparisons! His head was as big as a mushroom, his stem as thick as a pestle, and as black as ink. He was thick and strong, while his other half was white and tender, with a pointed head and a thick stem, thin and long. It didn't have a mushroom head at the front, but was covered by a long skin. He suddenly hugged my waist, picked me up and put me on the bed. I hit him shyly. He then got on the bed and hugged me tightly, imitating what he saw on TV, kissing my breasts, genitals and all over my body. He carefully admired my full genitals and the dense pubic hair. I saw him insert a finger into my vagina, going in and out, and I felt very comfortable. Itching and swelling made it hard for me to control myself.

Without even taking off his clothes, he spread my thighs, mimicking people on TV, and climbed between my legs, pressing his body against mine. I knew what he wanted to do, and I closed my eyes, waiting for it to happen. I felt his hands groping around my vulva, probably searching for the vaginal opening. It seemed he, like me, was doing this for the first time. Then, something hard pierced my genitals once, twice, sometimes on my labia, sometimes on my thigh, but it couldn't find its way in. I was stabbed haphazardly for a while, the sharp object hurting me badly. Suddenly, he cried out "Ahhh!" a few times, and the sharp object pierced my genitals even harder. Just as I was about to scream in pain, Zhao Ming collapsed on top of me. His white fluid sprayed all over my sparse pubic hair like a water gun. I thought this was normal for both men and women. But before I could even wipe the sticky fluid off, his thin, long thing got hard again. He spread my legs apart, and with his fingers, he pried open my labia minora again. Then, his sharp thing suddenly pierced into my vagina. I felt like my whole body was being torn apart by pain, and I cried out, "Ah!" But Zhao Ming ignored my feelings. His sharp thing kept thrusting in and out of my vagina, sending waves of pain and tingling sensations through me.

At first, I felt like his penis was a knife, cutting into my body again and again, it hurt a lot. Gradually, I regained sensation in my genitals and could truly feel a penis pulling in and out of my vagina, round and long, clearly squeezing in and out, again and again. It didn't hurt as much anymore, just a feeling of fullness. Tears of shame welled up in my eyes at that moment.

That time he hurt me a lot, and I even bled. Ever since that time, he kept pestering me to do "that." At first, I was unwilling because I was afraid of the pain, but later he kept pestering me so I had no choice but to do it with him once. Gradually, I got used to it and even started to feel comfortable. He never flirted with me; he would do it whenever no one was around. At first, I was afraid to be alone with him, so I always brought my sister with me when I went to his house, but he still had the chance to do "that" with me. Sometimes I felt really good. Once, he even made me imitate what he did in the video, licking his pointed penis. I tried it, but when I pulled back his long, pointed foreskin, a fishy, foul smell hit me. I vomited before I even put it in my mouth. He was okay, though; he never let me lick it again after that. "Hearing this made me feel terrible. According to her calculations, there are 365 days in a year. Subtracting her five-day menstrual period each month, that's 60 days a year, which is 300 days! Wow! Three years later, I just can't bear to think about it." At this moment, Lin Hong seemed to notice my expression and pulled away from my embrace, continuing, "Ever since we had that kind of thing, he hasn't been as nice to me as before. He's probably afraid I'll end up with someone else, so he doesn't allow me to talk to other boys. If I talk to other boys, or even if other boys look at me too much, he'll argue with me. Later, he even hit me. So many times I've suggested breaking up with him, but after a few kind words, my heart softens. We've been arguing and talking like this for three years. Sometimes I really suspect he has psychological problems." She let out a long sigh of relief: "Alright, I've told you everything. You can still leave me now, so you won't regret it later. Let's pretend today's events never happened. When we go back, you'll still be you, and I'll still be me. Let's just pretend we don't know each other." Looking at her bright face, her alluring figure, and her sincere eyes, I was moved. I kissed her lips tightly, answering everything. Just as we were kissing passionately, my penis, which had just softened, hardened again. I pounced on her on the bed and entered her body once more.

We changed positions, sometimes on top, sometimes on the bottom, sometimes in front, sometimes behind, until dawn, bringing her to a climax she had never experienced before. I reached orgasm four times, my semen filling her small vagina completely, her pubic hair sticking to her labia. At dawn, we fell asleep naked in each other's arms. Because it was almost the beginning of summer and the weather was a bit hot, we didn't cover ourselves with anything. We slept until after noon when Ah Hong woke up first. She saw that I was limp... Unconsciously, one hand pressed against the soft, swollen pubic hair, gently caressing it. Under her touch, the soft thing immediately became erect again, its red and swollen penis pointing straight to the ceiling. The rounded glans bulged, its ridges bulging, and the veins on the pubic hair stood out, full of vitality, irresistible to the touch. After only a few strokes, she felt an itch in her heart. It felt like countless ants were crawling on my skin; my heart pounded wildly, and my breathing quickened. Looking at the beautiful sight before me, my vagina suddenly felt unbearably itchy, and a slippery mixture of vaginal fluid and semen eagerly flowed out. She didn't care whether I was awake or not; she assumed a horse stance like a martial arts practitioner, spread her legs, aligned her vulva with the glans, and mounted me. Inch by inch... The insertion brought an indescribable, full sensation that made her vagina feel indescribably pleasurable. Her swollen vagina tightly enveloped the hot penis, merging into one, the concave and convex parts perfectly fitting together. She truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity boundless pleasure and enjoyment.

She slowly moved her body, moving up and down, her vagina tingling from the heat of the penis. Numbness surged, yet the rubbing of the erect glans against my genitals brought me unparalleled pleasure, waves of ecstasy washing over me. Last night's semen and vaginal fluids trickled down my erect penis to the base of my genitals, then clung to my labia and thick pubic hair, leaving both of our genitals wet and sticky.

In a hazy state, I felt my penis being inserted into a warm, moist opening, the glans being rubbed so comfortably… Bi thought he was having a wonderful dream, so he lay there, afraid to move, quietly enjoying the waves of pleasure, afraid that if he woke up, the dream would be gone and he would lose all the enjoyment. But gradually he realized that this was not a dream, but that he was actually having sex. When he opened his sleepy eyes, he saw Ah Hong squatting on top of him, her lower body moving up and down rhythmically, her face flushed and tilted back. Her cherry-like lips were slightly parted, her tongue flicking and licking her lips left and right. Her hands cupped her two pink and snow-white breasts, rubbing and grinding them, her movements trembling with excitement as if she were possessed.

Seeing Lin Hong's wanton behavior, I couldn't help but be infected by it. I supported her buttocks with both hands, using my waist strength to thrust my penis forcefully into her vagina in rhythm with her movements. For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with the sound of… The sounds of their bodies colliding, "thud," "thud," mingled with the squelching sounds of their overflowing juices, seemed to echo their concerted efforts. After a few minutes of this, seeing her movements slow and her becoming somewhat spoiled, he flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and lifted her legs high, increasing his speed and continuing to thrust until she was overwhelmed with pleasure, only able to utter "Ah...ah...

ah...ah..." A series of intermittent moans escaped her lips as she gripped the sheets tightly, pulling them to her sides and crumpling them into a ball.

The moans amplified my arousal; seeing Lin Hong so completely submissive beneath me, a sense of heroism fueled my thrusts, making them harder and harder. The room was filled with the passion of lovemaking, the bed creaking and rattling. It seemed they were both close to climaxing. Suddenly, a knock at the door startled them both. It was a friend calling us for dinner. Startled, my penis went limp and slipped out of Lin Hong's vagina. Lin Hong, caught up in the moment, had no choice but to quickly get out of bed and get dressed. "Coming, coming!" I agreed as I got dressed.

During dinner, my legs were trembling. My old classmate's eyes were glued to Lin Hong, as if he wanted to see right through her. Later I found out that at noon that day, when he came to call us for lunch, he heard a noise inside and peeked through the crack in the door. He saw Lin Hong making love to me. He was so jealous that he deliberately called out to us loudly before we were done, ruining our good time. He had secretly told other classmates when he came to our wedding that day, and those classmates told me. I never thought that the first time I was intimate with my wife, that guy would see my wife's body so clearly. I really regret not being more careful back then.

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