Romantic Stories of Canadian Immigrants

A Canadian Immigrant's Romantic Affair

After reading some stories shared by netizens, I felt I should also share some of my own experiences. Absolutely true, no exaggeration whatsoever! I've used pseudonyms for everyone involved to protect myself and others; I hope you'll support me.
As the saying goes, "A man who isn't a rogue isn't developing normally." All men are lustful, and I'm no exception. Even with a wife, it wasn't enough, so I was always philandering. But I look quite honest; you can tell at a glance I'm a "lecher." I'm of average appearance, only 166 cm tall—what my wife calls a "third-class cripple." My penis is at its longest erection at 15 cm. I love sports, am physically strong, and have a good sense of humor.
(Unlike some guys who always claim to be over 1.8 meters tall with a 20-centimeter penis. That's just bragging!)
Finally, I made the difficult decision to immigrate to Toronto, Canada. A friend told me it wouldn't be worth it without a foreign degree, so I picked up my backpack again. Thinking back to my time in China, I used to pick wildflowers by the roadside without a care, and I even picked quite a few house flowers. I should maintain this traditional virtue abroad!
First, the young grass at university.
My prey went to a university not far from Toronto, and there were so many Chinese students there! On the first day of school, I saw so many girls, it was overwhelming, and I started looking for targets! After a few days, I finally managed to talk to a few girls, one of whom was named "Bingbing." To be honest, she wasn't very pretty, and compared to the other girls, she looked a bit older. I really suspected she had changed her age. She told me she was 18, but she looked like she was 25. But this girl, who was only 1.56 meters tall, had a 36E (maybe 36F) bust! I think my estimation is pretty accurate; her breasts were two bulging mounds that sagged downwards, truly magnificent!
It's rare to see girls with such large breasts in China! To be honest with my fellow wolves, this was the first time I'd ever seen such big breasts.
I wanted to immediately use my "Dragon Claw Hand" technique on her. Restraint, restraint, everything needs to be taken slowly.
I swallowed hard, exchanged a few pleasantries with her, and then walked away. Two weeks later, we finally became somewhat familiar. She was from Luoyang, Henan. I told her I really wanted to go to Luoyang to see the grottoes, and if I had the chance to go back to China, I asked her to be my guide. She smiled and said "okay," and even pressed me on how I knew about the grottoes. Having more knowledge has its advantages; it can even be useful for picking up girls. Then she gave me her MSN, saying we could chat when we were bored. I said "okay." After school, I went back to my rented apartment, turned on my computer, and quickly added her on social media. I was so excited; I had successfully taken the first step. She had one peculiar habit: she always tilted her head and looked at me when she spoke, and her words had a slightly flirtatious quality. It gave off a frivolous feeling, which was one of the reasons I decided to pursue her. But I couldn't just make a move right away; I had to find an opportunity. Her boyfriend was studying at a college in Toronto, and every Friday after school, she would take a bus back to Toronto to see him, and then return to school on Sunday night. I was driving back to Toronto to see my wife, so I offered to give her a ride (free). She was overjoyed. I was happy too, mentally shouting a line from Stephen Chow: "I've got her!"
2. Warm-up
Two weeks later, we were inseparable friends. On the way back to Toronto, she kept talking non-stop. She even affectionately called me "Brother Wen," and I pretended to be serious and told her, "Don't call me brother. Calling me 'brother' all the time is bound to cause trouble." Actually, I was hoping for trouble! Merciful God, please forgive my hypocrisy! She rolled her eyes at me and said, "What trouble could we possibly cause? You have a wife, I have a boyfriend!" Then she pouted and turned her head to look out the car window. I said, "That won't do either. Call me Uncle Wen." She turned back, looking at me angrily. "You're taking advantage of me! You want to be my uncle? Fine!" "From now on, I'll call you Uncle Wen and treat you like an old man."
Then she reached out her small hand and pinched my arm hard. Then she kept hitting my arm. I screamed and shouted, "Stop! Don't mess around! I'm driving, and on the highway no less! This is dangerous!"
She laughed, "Alright, we're even now. Who told you to try and take advantage of me!" I leered at her chest out of the corner of my eye and said, "I didn't!" She noticed and said, "You still say you don't want to take advantage of me? What are you looking at?" Then she started pinching me again. I screamed, "Go easy! My wife will kill me if she sees my arm is injured when she gets home!" She laughed, "I'll show you! See if you dare look at me with such a bad eye again!" I said, "I didn't. I look at you because I like you and admire you. Do you want men to ignore you?" She laughed, "No, but you can't look at me with such a bad eye." I immediately said, "Okay, very good. I'll find a place to park in a bit, and then I'll look at you properly, from head to toe, every single part, without missing an inch, okay?" I deliberately emphasized my words. She started hitting me again, finally stopping when I begged for mercy. On Sunday, I drove her back to school. She didn't say a word the whole way, seeming unhappy. I asked, "What's wrong? Did you two have a fight?" She nodded, and then started complaining to me, finally talking about how hard her parents had worked to send her to study abroad, how much debt they had incurred, and finally, tears streamed down her face. I had a vague feeling that something was wrong; her crying seemed a little affected. I'm an old hand at this, and I don't tolerate any nonsense. But this was also an opportunity. I tried my best to comfort her with words, to see what she really wanted. But she kept crying. I understood; she needed more comfort. Anyone who's been picking up girls knows not to make a move too easily, or you'll scare your prey away. But this girl in front of me, my intuition told me, wasn't someone to be trifled with. But since she was like that, I couldn't refuse. So I used my left hand to control the steering wheel, and reached out my right hand to hold her left hand to continue comforting her. She didn't refuse, letting me hold her hand. I started telling her jokes, and slowly she cheered up. After getting off the highway, I took her home. Sometimes when I turned, I deliberately gripped the steering wheel with both hands before reaching for her hand, and she didn't refuse anymore. She even smiled at me. I thought to myself, "Little devil, I've got you." I took her home, and then, as before, didn't go inside, going straight home. That's how expert women are; if you rush into going inside with her, she might lose interest.
Monday morning class, the lecture hall was full, so I quickly found an aisle seat to skip class. A while later, she arrived, still sleepy-eyed, wearing a purple shirt that looked like it was about to burst. I waved to her, and she noticed me, walked towards me, and sat down to my right. I saw all the boys staring at her chest.
(Foreigners can be lewd too.) I was taking notes non-stop while the teacher was lecturing, my writing pad was on the right. She suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Uncle Wen, I didn't understand what the teacher was saying earlier." I felt a jolt run through my body as her large breasts pressed heavily against my arm. Soft and elastic, it felt so good, and my penis quietly stood at attention!
I whispered a few words to her, not daring to say more, because that damn foreign professor didn't like students making noise.
Otherwise, I could have kept enjoying those large breasts on my arm. I said, "I'll explain it to her when I have time at noon." She said, "Okay, let's have lunch together," and then sat up straight. We only had a few classes in common, so we didn't spend a lot of time together, but it wasn't a small amount either. We had lunch together, and then I explained the morning's classes to her. She was very close to me, and I almost had the urge to hug her. Youth is great! There were too many people, so I couldn't make a move, and I couldn't be lewd, so I had to restrain myself. In the end, I went home with a penis full of lust.
3. After
dinner, I quickly finished some assignments. Damn, this foreigner's degree isn't something you can just get by on a whim. It was past 8 pm when I finished, so I quickly opened MSN. She was online, and I greeted her. She said she was chatting with her boyfriend and would talk to me later. Annoying! I started playing games, and after a short while, she started calling me.
I said, "Not chatting with your boyfriend anymore?" She replied, "No, we chat every day. Have you played your analysis program yet?
" I said, "I'm done."
She said, "Can I borrow it tomorrow?"
I said, "No problem, but you can't write it exactly like mine, you have to revise it."
She said, "I know! I'm not copying you, I'm just using it as a reference. Thanks! Have you eaten?
" I asked back, "It's so late, you haven't eaten?!"
She said, "I've been chatting with my boyfriend the whole time."
Damn! I said, "Then I'll treat you to dinner!"
She said, "Is that so? You don't have any ulterior motives
, do you?" I said, "What ulterior motives could I have? I don't care!"
She said, "I'll go, might as well go. You wouldn't dare do anything to me. Come pick me up! It's getting dark, drive carefully, don't get lost."
I said, "Don't worry, I can find your house with my eyes closed, and I can even find your bed." She said, "You're so annoying! Come on over." I thought to myself, "You little slut, you'll see if I have the guts soon enough."
I quickly changed into my sportswear and drove straight to her place. It was only a 10-minute drive from where I lived, but it felt incredibly long! I encountered several red lights along the way. When I arrived at her apartment, I called to let her know I was there. She said, "Come in and wait, I need to change." I thought to myself, "Damn, is she horny? Why change? She shouldn't wear underwear, it's more convenient for everyone." Please forgive my directness. Oh well, I'll go in and wait. At this point, you absolutely must go in; she's invited you in, you can't be reserved. Remember this, fellow perverts! A boy opened the door, also an international student, living in the living room. He turned and left. Damn, these 80s and 90s kids are so rude! It was a two-bedroom apartment, shared by three international students. She lived in the largest room, and next door was a girl whose boyfriend didn't study there. The room was simple: a double bed and a computer desk. On it was a photo of her and her boyfriend. "He's really ugly. I'm ugly enough, but he's even uglier than me." Just then, she came in from the restroom and called out, "What are you looking at?" I looked up and saw her wearing a big t-shirt and jeans, smiling at me. Damn, what's going on? She changed into this outfit! "Is this your boyfriend?" I asked. She walked over to me and said, "Yes." I took her hand and said, "Your boyfriend is very handsome." I was quite impressed with myself for saying that.
She didn't reject me and said, "He's alright." I actually liked this feeling, holding someone else's girlfriend's hand and praising her good looks. "Let's go, I'm hungry." "What do you want to eat?" I asked. She said, "I want to go to KFC today. So easy. Perfect! I like girls who eat fast food, they can get right to it afterward.
Aha!"
We went straight to KFC, ordered two set meals, and quickly finished them. I suggested we sit in the car. She agreed. So I drove to the back parking space, which was more secluded. I said, "Let's sit in the back, it's spacious there," and she readily agreed. That night, there were so many stars. We sat in the car, probably half-lying down, looking at the stars, and I was figuring out how to make my move. Wait! I suddenly realized she had fallen asleep. Damn, wasn't this a clear invitation for me to have sex? Remember, if a woman falls asleep when she's alone with you, it means she wants you to have sex. I leaned over, pulled her into my arms, and called her "Bingbing," "Wake up!" But her eyes were still tightly closed; even an idiot could see she was faking it. Go for it! I don't usually like having sex in parking lots. It's unsafe; my car windows are transparent, and if the police catch me, they'll charge me with disorderly conduct. But I didn't care anymore. I laid her down in my arms, my left hand slipping under her t-shirt and grasping her large breasts through her bra. They were so soft and bouncy; one hand couldn't even hold them. She shuddered, but kept her eyes closed. I reached up to pull her bra down, only to realize it was part of her clothing. I could only push it up from the bottom. So I slowly pushed it up, revealing her large breasts. I frantically kneaded her chest with my left hand, my lips beginning to kiss her earlobe. Then, something unexpected happened. …………………
(To be continued)
She suddenly opened her eyes, then broke free from me, sitting up with a serious expression. "What are you doing!" Faced with her question, I was genuinely surprised, burning with lust! Damn it, what's with the pretense? She's already let me touch her. I felt a surge of anger! Without a word, I pushed her down onto the seat, ripped off her clothes, revealing her large, white breasts, and began forcefully kneading them with both hands. She didn't utter a sound, resisting with her hands. I grabbed her hands and started sucking on her nipples. Her nipples hardened; it felt so good, so tender! Suddenly, she struggled violently and managed to sit up. I was furious, thinking, "Damn it, you little slut, you seduced me, and now you want to back out?" So I pushed her down again and continued to fondle her breasts. Damn, it felt like I was raping her. But she still struggled. I got impatient; this wasn't working, and the parking lot was dangerous. So I stopped and looked at her. She straightened her clothes and stared at me without saying a word. I was really angry, so I said, "Fine, if you don't want to, I'll take you home!"
When we arrived at her house, I helped her out of the car. But she wouldn't go inside; she just stood there blankly at the door. What did that mean? Damn, had my "breast-grabbing dragon claw hand" made her stupid?! ...I walked up to her, suppressing my anger, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I acted impulsively. I like you too much. If you don't want to, just forget about today and let's be friends." She said softly, "You shouldn't have treated me like that." I said again, "I'm really sorry, I thought you liked me. Forget about today, I'll take you home." She still stood there blankly, refusing to leave. So I went up to her, not caring about anything else, and hugged her, saying, "It's too late, I have early class tomorrow, we can talk about it tomorrow." She didn't pull away, then turned and went inside with her head down.
On the drive home, I kept cursing, "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." What the hell does this mean? I reviewed every step I took, and there was nothing wrong with it. She had also clearly given me a positive signal. What's going on?
Even I, a seasoned veteran, was completely confused. But my intuition told me that things weren't over yet, so I thought, let's see what tricks you play! You want to play games? I'll play with you! (My hands are numb from typing, I'll write more tomorrow when I have time, thanks for your support!)
4. The Game Begins
The next morning, I sat in my usual spot, taking notes and waiting for her to appear. But class was almost over and she still hadn't shown up. What happened? Did she go to her boyfriend to tell him I'd messed with her? Ha! That's impossible. If I'm not mistaken, she's probably waiting at home for me to apologize and comfort her again. I'm always very confident in my analysis. So I packed my bag, skipped class, and drove straight to her place. When I got there, I called her cell phone, it rang, but she didn't answer. Damn, I don't have the key to the front door, I can't get in. I wandered around outside for 15 minutes before a foreign girl came out, and I quickly slipped inside. Then I went straight to her unit, banging on the door and calling her name. Then I heard footsteps inside, and she asked at the door: Who is it?! I quickly said, "It's me! Uncle Wen." With a clatter, I heard her remove the security chain and open the door. My God, merciful Lord! She was only wearing a pullover nightgown, her little feet bare. The nightgown clung to her body, outlining her alluring breasts. Two mounds of flesh trembled slightly in front of her chest—damn, she probably wasn't wearing a bra. My dick got hard instantly. She didn't say a word, turned around, and swayed her hips back to her room. I quickly closed the door and followed her. Then I suddenly remembered that joke about ugly women: "From behind, you want to commit a crime; from the side, you want to back away; from the front, you want to defend yourself!" But she was different. From behind, seeing her swaying hips made me want to commit a crime; from the side, seeing her large breasts made me want to commit a crime again; from the front, seeing her entire chest, I was fucking about to commit a crime!
The blinds in the room were still closed, and a TV series was playing on the computer. After she came in, she went straight to the bed, sat on it, pulled the blanket over her legs, and continued watching the series without saying a word to me. I quickly closed her bedroom door. But I couldn't close it after three tries! Damn it! What a stupid door! Finally, I used all my strength to push the door shut and locked it. At this moment, she chuckled and said, "Look how tired you are! Why did you close the door?" I said, "It's easier to talk with the door closed." She hugged the blanket and laughed, saying, "There's no one else at home, everyone's gone to class." I blushed and said, "Oh, I see." Closing this stupid door really did take a lot of effort! Actually, I had already observed when I came in that there was no one else at home. This was a perfect opportunity! I asked, "Why aren't you going to class?" She said, "I'm not in the mood, I don't want to go." I walked to her bedside and, without waiting for her consent, plopped down next to her. She immediately said, "How could you be like this? I didn't agree, so how could you get into someone's bed?!" I quickly replied, "I didn't get into bed! I just sat on your bed. There's a difference between getting into bed and sitting on bed!" She said, "You're so mean! I never thought you were this mean! Really!" I said, "Are you still upset about yesterday? I was so worried when you didn't come to class today, I skipped class to come see you!" I noticed a fleeting smile on her lips, but it was just that moment, yet I noticed it. So, without showing any emotion, I continued, "Yesterday was definitely my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I realize now that I was just being presumptuous!" Then I said some more cheesy apologies, before abruptly changing the subject, "Do you really hate me now? Do you despise me?!"
She lowered her head and said softly, "I don't actually hate you at all!" What?! Did I hear that right?! I forced a girl onto the back seat of the car and fondled her breasts, and she didn't seem to mind at all! Holy crap, did I meet a modern-day "Princess Jianning" who enjoys being violently abused?! Oh my god! I'm rich! I screamed inwardly! But outwardly, I remained calm and listened to her story. She actually cried and said, "I just feel so sorry for my boyfriend." Oh, so that's it. Adding a little green to her boyfriend's head, what's a little green?! As Chang Lian said: First line: To live a vibrant life!
Second line: Not afraid of a little green on your back! Final line: Ninja Turtle! I thought to myself: As long as I'm here, your boyfriend is definitely going to be a Ninja Turtle! Even if I'm not here, with guys like you and other perverts around, your boyfriend will still be a Ninja Turtle. Being your boyfriend is destined to be a cuckold's horn, playing around with you is fine! I quickly comforted her, saying, "Don't cry! Here, let me wipe your tears!" She looked up at me with a pitiful expression, and holy crap! Tears streamed down her face like pearls falling from a broken string! Turns out she's a gaming pro! One minute she was laughing, the next she was crying, and the tears were real. Her acting skills are so high, only Brigitte Lin and Maggie Cheung could rival her!
And even then, it would have to be Brigitte Lin and Maggie Cheung performing at their best, while she faltered! I've met my match, but I love playing games, and the game has already started!
I put my arm around her shoulder, wiping her tears with my right hand, and she sobbed softly. My left hand gently slid down to her waist, casually rubbing against her left breast, then I pulled her close, resting her head against my chest. She nestled in my arms like a kitten. I was ready to make my move. I said softly, "Bingbing, I'm really sorry. I really like you. Being with you feels so natural, comfortable, and stress-free. But it's not fair to you, and I've disrupted your life and hurt you. I really don't want this to continue. Forget about yesterday. After I leave your room today, we'll just be friends!" Damn, I was even moved by my own words. She looked up at me, a little surprised, stunned. She seemed genuinely surprised that I would say something like that. Then she silently nodded and said, "Going to class." She went to the closet, found some clothes, and took them to bed. Was she going to change in front of me? Sure enough, she sat on the bed with her back to me, gently taking off her robe. For a moment, I felt the air freeze. She was naked from the waist up, her two 36F breasts hanging down her chest, white and dazzling, just tiny panties. She slowly put on a milky white bra. Holy crap! My dick was hard enough to punch a hole in a brick. She was playing games with me, seducing me. My God, Lord, Holy Mother! What am I waiting for? Don't stop me! You can't stop me even if you want to! Ha! Even if the Virgin Mary appeared right now with her breasts and told me what I was doing was wrong, I would kick her away and rush over. I sat directly in front of her, revealing my true lecherous nature, and said to her with a lewd grin, "Your breasts are so big, so beautiful." "She lowered her head, still slowly putting on her bra, and said, 'Didn't you see enough yesterday?'
I said, 'Not enough, never enough.' Then I reached out and gently caressed her breasts. She didn't flinch, letting me play with them. I immediately kneaded her large breasts with both hands. They felt amazing; there wasn't a single lump, and they were incredibly elastic. She suddenly said, 'Didn't you say you wanted to be just friends with me? Why are you treating me like this?' Without a word, I pulled her into my arms, continuing to knead her breasts. Looking down from her shoulders, I could see her large breasts being shaped and rolled in my hands. It was stimulating to watch. I breathed into her ear and said, 'I said we'd be just friends once I left this room, and I haven't left yet!' I continued to play with her breasts. She looked up at me and said, 'So, are you still leaving?'" "I said, 'Only a fool would leave.' Then I kissed her lips and pressed her down heavily beneath me...
(To be continued... I typed too slowly, using double pinyin, I hope you understand, thank you for your support!)
5. The game is in progress...
I gently kissed her lips, and slowly her breathing began to increase, she began to respond and kiss me.
I immediately used my tongue to find the tip of her tongue, teasing it with my own. Her tongue immediately intertwined with mine, and we French kissed. Damn, I thought: She's very skilled! We kissed each other for a while, and then I started kissing her earlobe, slowly sliding my lips towards her snow-white neck. A moan escaped her lips, ahhh...
she reacted! I immediately attacked her large breasts, using the tip of my tongue to tease one of her nipples, the nipple..." Her head immediately stood up; what a sensitive body! I played with her other nipple with my other hand. She started moaning loudly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...ahh..." So I gently bit one of her nipples with my teeth, and with my other hand, I pinched her other nipple hard. Her cries grew louder as I increased the pressure! And her body began to twist. I changed my approach, playing with both her nipples with both hands, pinching them with my fingers and pulling them upwards simultaneously, then releasing. I repeated this several times. She cried out, "You're so bad, ah...
ah...you're so bad..." I lewdly asked her, "Do you like me being bad like this?" She moaned, "No...I don't like it." I pulled her nipples upwards again, her large breasts trembling. I said, "Tell me quickly, do you like me being bad like this!" "Under my lewd power, she screamed even louder." "I like... ah... ah... I like... um... Uncle Wen... um... it hurts a little... ah..." I escalated the situation, saying, "Say you like me playing with you, say it now!" "I... ah... I can't say it,"
she trembled, shaking her head desperately. "Will you say it or not? Say it now!" I pulled hard on her nipples again.
She screamed, "I like... ah... ah..." "Like what? Say it all," I commanded again. "I like you playing with me... ah..." she said in a small voice. Then her face turned to the side, not daring to look at me. "Louder! Say it a few more times!" I pulled hard on her nipples again. "I like you playing with me... ah... I like you playing with me... ah!" Her voice was almost crying. I quickly released her nipples, thinking, "Little slut, she's really obedient! But I shouldn't go too far the first time; there has to be a limit to discipline."
So I bent down and started kissing her lips again. My cock was about to explode. So I used my knees to spread her legs apart, my hard cock pressing against her vulva through my pants, and started rubbing. As I rubbed, her round buttocks began to sway with me, and her hands wrapped around my neck, kissing me, moaning incessantly: ...Ah...ah...Uncle Wen...ah...Uncle Wen...I like you...um...I like you so much. I responded, "I like you too... I like you." Then I buried my face in her cleavage, grabbed the base of her breasts with both hands, and tried to reach her two erect, cute little nipples with my index fingers. Damn, I couldn't reach them; my hands were too small, and her breasts were too damn big. So I squeezed hard until I finally touched her nipples.
Then I used my special skill: kissing her cleavage, rubbing her nipples with my index fingers, and rubbing my penis against her clitoris. Damn, her two big breasts were clamping my head, and I could hardly breathe. Luckily, I used to be an athlete and have a large lung capacity, otherwise I would have been crushed by her big breasts. As I continued to stimulate her, her moans gradually grew louder, and her body reacted more intensely, rubbing against me incessantly. I guess in less than two minutes, she suddenly screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "No... ah... ah... no..." …
She desperately wrapped her legs around my buttocks, her genitals thrusting upwards like mad, while one hand pressed down hard on my head and the other hand clawed wildly at my back. It fucking hurt! I could clearly feel her nails digging into my back even through my clothes. Then her whole body trembled like she was having an epileptic seizure, screaming desperately, “Ah…ah…no…no…ah…” Damn, I reckon the decibels of that scream could be heard throughout the entire area. It was enough to achieve the effect of “lingering for three days, the sound still echoing!”
Could she have orgasmed like that? I’ve had women who orgasmed like that before, but I never expected her to do it. Her body trembled for a good while before slowly stopping. I could see that she was completely limp. I asked, “Did you orgasm?” She weakly said, “I don’t know, I felt like I was flying, it was so exciting, I couldn’t take it, I’ve never experienced anything like this before.” I said, "That's the climax." At this point, I was also dizzy and lightheaded, probably because I was being squeezed between her two large breasts, making it hard to breathe and causing me some oxygen deprivation. Damn it! It seems my self-created "milk-sucking and vagina-massaging" technique has flaws! With big breasts, you need an oxygen tank, otherwise you risk being crushed to death! Fellow wolves, please don't imitate this, especially with busty girls, use it with caution, or you'll bear the consequences!
Then I thought, wait a minute, I've fallen for her special move. Could this be the legendary, most despicable and vicious "busty squeezing dizziness"?! Those caught in it will suffer from dizziness and lightheadedness for seven days, eventually dying from exhaustion!
Haha! Anyway!
Despite my dazed state, I hugged her again, kissed her cheek, and whispered, "Are you feeling better now?" She nodded and said, "Much better, Uncle Wen." "Uncle Wen!" she called again. I replied, "What is it?" She looked up at me, biting her lower lip, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. I said, "What's going on?! Hearing her call me 'Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen' makes me feel so good, so exhilarated, because I've got her!
She's now my possession, I can do whatever I want with her! Actually, it's quite fitting that she calls me Uncle Wen, I'm a full 13 years older than her. It's just that I look very young and not very tall, so people who see me for the first time think I'm only in my twenties. Every time I go to the casino, the security guards stop me and demand to see my driver's license. Damn! So frustrating! I still clearly remember that chubby, white female security guard with a butt as big as a bathtub, holding my driver's license and screaming like a porn star, 'Oh, my god! Oh, my god!' I thought to myself: Damn it! What are you yelling about? Does seeing my driver's license give you an orgasm?" The bearded security guard next to her was even more outrageous. He actually took my driver's license and swiped it on a machine, seemingly to verify its authenticity! Then he smiled helplessly and gave the driver's license back to me. He said to his fat partner, "Chinese look you ng." I cursed inwardly, "You motherfucker, f***ing slut!" Okay, back to the point!
Bingbing whispered, "Can I ask you a question?" I said, "Go ahead." She said, "Have you done this with a lot of women? I think you have a lot of experience. My boyfriend has never done this to me." I thought to myself: What does your boyfriend, a little kid, know? When I was playing around with women, he was still wearing open-crotch pants!
"But she still responded with, 'Really?' She actually brought up her boyfriend! I didn't answer her question, but immediately countered, 'How did your boyfriend treat you?!' Without thinking, she replied, 'He just grabbed my breasts hard... and then…' Suddenly, she realized she was telling me how her boyfriend treated her. She
immediately protested loudly, 'Uncle Wen, you're so mean! I fell for your trick, I'm not telling you!'" Then she pinched me hard, buried her head in the blanket—basically, just covered her head, too embarrassed to come out. I pressed her down, letting her cover her head, but pushed the blanket up a bit, revealing her two large breasts, which were trembling slightly. Holy crap! Even lying flat, they were so firm, and so big! I started kissing down her chest to her navel, and she started giggling; she was ticklish! Wow! Her
plump vulva was right there, tightly covered by her panties. My nose slid over her vulva and stopped there, smelling it. No fishy smell, it must be clean. I started rubbing her clitoris with the tip of my nose. She started moaning again. My penis was already throbbing, and I could feel it. The front of my underwear was soaked with my precum, sticky and uncomfortable. I thought to myself: If I don't fucking ejaculate soon, I'll fucking become impotent. So I grabbed the sides of her underwear and gently pulled it down.
Huh?! It wouldn't budge. What happened? I looked up and saw her holding onto her underwear tightly, not letting me take it off. I pulled back her blanket and asked, "What's wrong?! Don't you want it?" I cursed inwardly: You little slut! You've already orgasmed and you don't care about me anymore? She looked at me with pitiful eyes and said, "Uncle Wen, I've never done this before." I was stunned. Holy crap! No way! Pretending to be a virgin with me? This is too much! Just now I made her moan loudly and say she liked me playing with her, and now she's a virgin. I was almost overwhelmed by her power, and my stomach was contracting, I felt like throwing up. I immediately overcame it with incredible patience and self-control. I'll find a place to throw up slowly when I get home! In my mind, I kept cursing: "You little slut, if someone like you is a virgin, then the whole world is full of chaste women! Damn it, I knew you couldn't be a virgin when you French kissed me! These days you have to go to kindergarten to find virgins, and even then, not every one of them is guaranteed to be one! Damn it, she's playing games with me again. Okay, I'll play along. It's challenging, I like it! As the saying goes: if there's a problem, face it; if there isn't, create one." I immediately pretended to be extremely excited, as excited as a hungry dog seeing a bone. My tongue drooped down, drool dripped from the corner of my mouth, and then I licked my lips, which were indeed dry from playing with her earlier, and said, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." Seeing my excited expression, she smiled smugly; her value had increased! She continued, "My boyfriend has never done it with me." I countered, "So you stay at his place every week, doesn't he want to?" She said, "He only touches me, I don't allow him to do anything more." I said, "Your boyfriend really listens to you. If it were me, hmph!"
I raised my voice. "What about you?" she asked, her eyes wide. "I'll definitely rape you," I said, glaring at her fiercely. She immediately cowered in the corner of the bed like a frightened kitten, clutching the blanket to protect her chest. Then, in a trembling voice, she said, "You dare? I'll tell the police to arrest you!" I knew she was just being coquettish! Girls, I understand! I approached her step by step, saying in a threatening voice, "There's nothing I wouldn't dare to do in this world." At the same time, I cracked my knuckles.
To be honest, even if I raped her right now, it wouldn't matter. I already knew her inside and out. But she liked playing games, so how could I not cooperate? Besides, rape wouldn't be very interesting, and it might even ruin things. Only people with special tastes would rape a woman. And besides, she was really interesting; I was starting to like her game. But in my heart, I still cursed, "You little slut, I'll make you pretend to be a virgin and innocent first." "I'll play games until you spread your legs, open your pussy, and beg me to fuck you!" But even though that's what I was thinking, my dick was already itching to get back to work. Then another thought crossed my mind: whatever, let's try Plan A first, try raping her, and if that doesn't work, we'll switch to Plan B. Even though I was thinking, I couldn't stop moving! I snatched the blanket from her and threw it on the floor. She screamed in fright and covered her breasts with her hands. I grinned maliciously, mimicking a line from some movie: "Go ahead and scream, scream all you want, no one will hear you." Actually, that's what I really wanted to say too, so please don't look down on me for "saying one thing and doing another," because my dick was just bursting with pent-up desire! I'm starting to understand rapists! I pushed her down onto the bed and grabbed her panties , pulling them down.
She desperately tried to stop me, repeatedly saying, "No, Uncle Wen, please don't do this!" Her large breasts bounced like two big white rabbits as she struggled, a truly stimulating sight! My blood rushed to my head, and I pulled with all my might. With a "rip," I actually tore her panties. She froze, stopped struggling, and stared at me for a full five seconds. I was stunned too, staring at the two pieces of panty in my hand, because I hadn't expected to actually tear them. But I quickly regained my composure, my lustful eyes fixed on her genitals. Professionalism is professionalism! Even in a crucial moment, you can't forget what you're doing!
The girl's genitals were truly beautiful! Light pubic hair covered her full mons pubis, and her labia minora were already wet, probably from my earlier teasing. Her labia minora were quite interesting; one was small, the other large, one on each side. So it was a typical "bun-shaped pussy and butterfly-shaped pussy!" Not bad! I cursed inwardly, "Damn, do virgins' labia spread apart? Only women who've been fucked a lot have labia spread apart." But cursing aside, the real problem still needed to be solved. I quickly, with the speed of needing to pee and rescuing a drowning child, threw off my shirt, pants, and underwear. No! I should have thrown them off all at once. I was very impressed with my own explosive power, being able to remove my clothes in 0.125 seconds. Then, with trembling excitement, my dark purple penis pressed against her.
She had recovered by then and immediately squeezed her legs together to protect her genitals. Without thinking twice, I forcefully spread her legs, my penis pressing against her labia minora, and then thrust downwards. She twisted slightly, actually dodging. My penis slammed heavily against her buttocks, the pain almost bringing tears to my eyes; my penis was bent from the impact. I almost broke a bone. No, in professional terms, it was a ruptured corpus cavernosum. I used too much force! I thrust a few more times, but she still dodged. I thought to myself, "So rape is a professional skill! Not something an ordinary person can do." But then I realized, no wonder rapists always beat up the women they're about to rape; they subdue them first, so they won't dare move, and then they rape them. But I couldn't hit her.
So I gave up and chose Plan B, partly to protect my penis. If I really got injured, I wouldn't be able to play anymore, and that would be a huge loss! I stopped attacking, lying down next to her, panting heavily, my penis going limp. She also stopped struggling, panting heavily. For a full two minutes, neither of us spoke. Then she suddenly climbed on top of me, her burning cheeks pressed against my chest, and whispered, "Uncle Wen, I know you're angry, you're in pain, you really want it, but I really don't want to do it. I'm almost 19." It's my 19th birthday, and I've already decided that I'll wait until I'm 19. I gently stroked her head and said insincerely, "I'm not angry. It was my fault, I was too impulsive, and I forced you to do that again!" Damn it, every man who fails to seduce another woman says that, and I'm no exception! But I still chuckled to myself, knowing she was faking her virginity, yet I cooperated so well with her, playing along. We're a match made in heaven! I think we should both be Oscar winners for Best Actor and Best Actress! I feel like the entertainment industry is a huge loss that I didn't become an actor! With my acting skills, I could still make a living in the industry. But forget it! The entertainment industry is so corrupt; I might even be subjected to some kind of unspoken rules, and if I encounter some perverted female or male director, I might even get sodomized. That would be disgusting for the rest of my life! I want to be myself, not like some effeminate celebrity who always shouts: "Walk other people's paths and leave them with no path to walk. Wear other people's shoes and let them find their own!" "What a despicable act. I'll stick to my principles: 'Go your own way, and date other people's girls.'
Since she said she's a virgin, I'll really treat her like one, otherwise the act won't be convincing. I immediately picked up on her words: 'Do it when you're 19! So who are you going to do it with?' She leaned close to my ear and whispered: '
I want you to do it with me, Uncle Wen, I like you!'" "I was so moved I almost cried. If a truly innocent young girl had said that to me, I probably would have been moved to tears. But coming from her, it felt like she was torturing me to tears! Was this some kind of punishment from heaven? Because I've been chasing too many girls, did they send this one to torment me? I immediately hugged her, her naked body pressing against mine. Her
full breasts pressed against my chest, and I gently kissed her lips, saying, 'Bingbing, you're so good! I like you too.'
Then I continued kissing her, my hands sliding down her back to her buttocks. A young girl's buttocks are so nice!
They're elastic and very perky, practically impossible to resist! My hands kneaded her two perky buttocks, and she didn't resist, starting a French kiss with me again! My 15-centimeter penis, which had been lying low, stood up again, pressing against her lower abdomen. She noticed, stopped kissing, straightened up, and whispered, 'Uncle Wen,'" "Let me help you!" Then I felt a slightly cool little hand grasp my burning hot cock!
...
(To be continued... I'm fucking exhausted! I strongly request my fellow wolves to let me rest for two days on Saturday and Sunday, because I really want to go out and have fun!)
Her little hand gently stroked up and down, occasionally widening her eyes to watch my reaction. I lay on the bed and let out a long breath, so comfortable! So good! Her hand technique was quite good, slowly her little hand began to stroke the coronal part of my cock, which is a sensitive spot for men. And she rubbed my glans with her palm. She smiled and stared at me, saying, "Uncle Wen, is this okay?!" I said, "Yes, so comfortable! I like it, but it would be even more comfortable with my mouth!" She playfully pinched my throbbing cock with her little hand and said, "You're so greedy!
" Then she knelt down below me, grasped the base of my cock with both hands, opened her little mouth, and immediately took my cock in. Wet, tight, it felt so fucking good. I groaned, "Oh..."
She took my penis in her mouth and started masturbating. I watched as my penis went in and out of her mouth, and her two large breasts swayed in front of me as her head moved up and down. Wow!!! I cried out again.
Visually and tactilely, it was incredibly pleasurable. I started caressing her soft buttocks with one hand, and grabbed one of her large breasts with the other, kneading it. Her lips took my glans into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it. I yelled again; it was fucking stimulating. She kept stimulating my glans continuously, while both hands worked on the base of my penis, trying to make me ejaculate. Such skillful technique couldn't be achieved without ten or eight penises. I was about to climax, but I had my plan: I would punish her by ejaculating into her mouth!
I immediately pulled away from her lips and stood up. Damn it! One more step and I would have ejaculated! She seemed to understand I wanted to change positions! So she knelt on the bed and took my penis into her mouth again. I held her head in my hands and began thrusting actively into her mouth. She kept making sounds through her nose as I fucked her: "Mmm...
mmm...uh," and she also held my buttocks with her hands, matching my thrusts. I was about to cum, so I sped up, my penis frantically going in and out of her mouth. She knew I was about to orgasm and tried to spit my penis out, but I wouldn't let her succeed. I held her head tightly, and my penis shot out semen like a machine gun!
I felt like I could ejaculate six or seven times in a row before I stopped. She kept moaning through her nose! So good! Exciting! I pulled my still slightly erect penis out of her mouth and released her head. She immediately lunged to the edge of the bed, bent over, stuck out her buttocks, and started coughing violently. I saw my white semen dripping from the corner of her mouth, and she began spitting it onto the floor. Quite a lot! What a waste of my ammunition.
I quickly went behind her and gently patted her back to ease her cough. Then I got off the bed and handed her the water glass on the computer desk. She took it, rinsed her mouth, and immediately spat it onto the floor. Damn! That was an app! The artery's carpet! Tears streamed down her face as she coughed, probably choking badly and swallowing some of my semen. I quickly hugged her, asking, "Are you alright?" She wriggled in my arms, complaining, "Why did you have to be so naughty, shooting in my mouth?" I said, "It's better when it's in my mouth, that's more exciting!"
She said, "My boyfriend has never done this before, you're making me uncomfortable." I immediately kissed her cheek, grinning, and said, "You don't know, a man's semen is the best tonic for a woman. Ingesting it is very beneficial for a woman's endocrine system. If you apply it to your face, it even has a beautifying effect!" She stared at me wide-eyed, saying, "Really?" I quickly continued to flatter her, "Of course! If you don't believe me, I'll make you a semen face mask in a bit. After it dries, wash your face, and I guarantee your face will be as soft as a baby's!" "
She said, 'No way, it's disgusting!' I thought to myself: 'Little brat, if you won't let me fuck you, I'll rinse your mouth with my semen every day, and I'll shoot it on your face, making you a semen face mask. Until you give in!'
6. Game Rules
The relationship between men and women is like a thin sheet of paper; once it's broken, things become very casual. The room was filled with the smell of my semen, making it seem particularly lewd. I leaned against the headboard to rest for a bit, and she immediately snuggled into my arms again." She looked so innocent! Actually, I don't particularly dislike her, I just can't stand her behavior. Why did she lie to me? Why did she insist on pretending to be a virgin? I don't want to marry her! Even if I were to find a wife, she doesn't have to be a virgin! I really don't understand! Why would someone so young think like this? Why is she so cunning? Did she read a 50-year-old manual on how to conquer men? Or does she specifically like conquering married men? Oh well, whatever. If she likes it, I'll play along. I hugged her and asked, "Bingbing, you said you like me, so what do you like about me?" She bit her lip and thought for a moment before saying, "I can't really explain it, but since I met you, I've felt very happy when I'm with you. Oh, and you're very humorous, always making people happy. Also, I think you're very mature, know how to care for people, and are considerate of me, unlike my boyfriend. Once when I had a fever, he just made me instant noodles!" I laughed and said, "He's still young. In a couple of years, when he's more mature, he'll know how to care for people." "I thought to myself, 'Does she have a father complex? She actually likes mature men!' She continued, 'If only he were like you!' I immediately said, 'Like me! Like me, cheating on my wife with other women?' As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Damn it, why did I have to bring up my wife! Silence! Still silence! The silence was almost awkward! I broke the silence first. I gently kissed her shoulder, turned her around to face me and said, 'Are you angry?' She looked very aggrieved, as if tears were welling up in her eyes, and whispered, 'No.' I continued, 'What will your boyfriend do if he finds out?' She shook her head and said, 'I don't know, my mind is a mess right now!' I said, 'Then don't let him know. It won't do anyone any good if he finds out, right?' She nodded! I added, 'Don't think of things so complicatedly. Keep it simple. This is actually just between you and me. It has nothing to do with your boyfriend or my wife.'" Don't involve too many people. I hope we can only be happy when we're together!
If we really can't be together, let's not have any regrets! Because we've shared happiness together! Understand?!
I repeated what I'd said about having a mistress back in China to her. She seemed a little confused, shaking her head, then nodding. Seeing her expression, I almost burst out laughing. Actually, I was explaining the rules of the game to her: be my mistress, and we'll part ways amicably and gracefully! My intuition tells me she's not a simple girl; she should understand this principle and the rules of the game. But I still wanted to tell her, as a reminder: don't break the rules, or you'll be out! Once you cross my wife's line, no matter who you are, even if you look like a fairy, I'll make you out. That's how married, mature men are; feel free to despise me, my fellow wolves! I immediately switched to a gentler approach, hugging her and whispering in her ear: "Bingbing, as long as we're together, I'll make you happy, cherish you, love you, and protect you, okay?" After I finished speaking, I felt her body go limp in my arms. She closed her eyes and moaned, "Uncle Wen, you're so good!"
I seized the opportunity and pressed her down, kissing her neck passionately. She hugged my neck tightly with one hand and stroked my back with the other, moaning dreamily, "Ah... Uncle Wen... Uncle Wen..." I looked up and teased her, "Hey! When you go back to see your boyfriend this weekend, don't hug him and call me by my name!" She opened her eyes and pinched me hard, saying, "You're so annoying!"
I knew I had ruined the mood again, so I quickly rubbed one of her large breasts with one hand and said with a grin, "
I'm sorry." She stared at me and asked with a smile, "What did you do wrong?" I said, "I was wrong to only use one hand to play with your breasts. I should have used both hands at the same time. It's more comfortable and more exciting!" At the same time, I rubbed her breasts vigorously with both hands. She laughed loudly, "You scoundrel, pervert, weirdo!" I said, "I was a normal person before, but after seeing you, I turned into a pervert." She asked, "Why?" I started rubbing her nipples and said, "Your body is so beautiful, so tempting! Any man would want this when he sees you!" She was happy that I praised her like that, and her eyes shone with joy as she said, "Am I really that beautiful?!"
"Of course it's true! When have I ever lied to you!" I answered, looking at her with the sincere eyes of a lecherous wolf from the north. Then I buried my face in her breasts and began kissing her nipples. Her nipples immediately perked up—such lovely, sensitive nipples! She started moaning again. Her two large breasts were simply too beautiful; I couldn't get enough of them. Thinking about it, her boyfriend was really lucky to have such a secretly horny girl. Now, I'd help him out, turning his girl into my little lover, and maybe even giving her a little "training." I smiled smugly to myself as I secretly ran one hand over her lower abdomen, touching her full vulva. I stroked her sparse pubic hair, then gently slid my middle finger down, touching her clitoris. Her body trembled, and she immediately grabbed my hand, stopping my further advances.
"No, Uncle Wen, don't touch down there." She protested, struggling. I said, "Can't I just touch it from the outside? I won't touch inside!" She immediately covered her genitals with both hands and said, "No, I'm afraid I can't take it." I thought to myself, "You little slut, I'm going to make you unable to take it! Then you'll beg me to fuck you!" But seeing her determined look, it seemed like I really couldn't get her today. So I said, "Then I can at least take a look."
She blushed and said, "I'm shy!" I thought to myself, "Shy my ass, I've already cummed in your mouth, and you're still pretending to be innocent!" I continued shamelessly, "Your ass and genitals are so beautiful, so tempting! I'll just take a look." She said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself after you see it, and you'll force yourself on me again." I immediately stood up beside her like a soldier receiving an order to attack, raised one hand and said, "I swear to the light, if I can't control myself, then... then..." I really didn't know what to say; I hate making oaths and saying unlucky things. She stared at me and laughed, asking, "Then what?!" I said, "If I can't control myself, then... I'll just ejaculate on the wall!" She was amused by me and giggled non-stop, saying, "You're so annoying! You're so indecent! You're a pervert!"
I knew she was tacitly agreeing.
So I moved her hand away, lowered my head to admire her genitals, and began to voyeurize. A few sparse pubic hairs covered her full mons pubis. Calling it a "steamed bun vagina" was absolutely appropriate; that mons pubis really did look like a small steamed bun. Thick labia majora, and you could vaguely see the clitoris on the wet labia minora, the most sensitive part of a woman's body. She squeezed her legs together again, her body trembling slightly. Holy crap!! This position is so damn alluring, so stimulating, because her toes are pointed straight up too. It's practically the symbol of a teenage orgasm! If you add a close-up of her biting her lower lip and gripping the sheets, this would be a high-quality porn film! My cock instantly got hard again. I have to admit, her body is incredibly attractive to me. I swallowed and said, "Spread your legs! I can't see!" I gently parted her thighs and lay between them, staring at her vulva. She covered her eyes with her hands and urged me, "Hurry up! What's there to see!" I said, "Don't rush! You don't know, a woman's vulva is the most beautiful scenery for a man! Every man should appreciate a woman's vulva! Especially your vulva, I think it's the most beautiful vulva in the world." She said, "Uncle Wen...you're so good at sweet-talking me, hurry up!" I then provoked her further, saying, "Where we're from, we call a woman's genitals 'bi,' what do you call them where you're from?!" I deliberately emphasized the word "bi." She said, "I don't know! I've heard them use that word as an insult." I continued, "We call having sex 'cao bi'! What do you call it in your dialect?" "I don't know! Don't ask, it's embarrassing! Hurry up and watch! You're so mean, you pervert, you scoundrel!" She twisted her hips, trying to sit up, but I quickly pressed her down, saying, "Don't move! It'll be over soon." I held her thighs with both hands, my head between her legs admiring her two labia, one large and one small. They looked just like two butterfly wings! Her fair and plump thighs were so lovely, smooth and cool to the touch, probably from being naked for so long. I teased her, saying, "Your pussy is so beautiful." I felt she was very sensitive to the word "pussy"; when I said it, her vaginal opening seemed to twitch. I hugged her thighs tightly and kissed her pussy. She screamed, instinctively squeezing her legs together, but squeezing my head even tighter. She sat up, pushing my head away with her hands, saying urgently, "No... Uncle Wen... don't do this... ah..." But once a woman's labia are kissed, she can't escape. I gently sucked on her labia, my nose lightly rubbing against her clitoris. She screamed and fell down, beginning to moan incessantly. Ahhh, the sound was so good, it felt amazing! I felt her clitoris swell, her moans grew louder, her legs clamped around my head, and she began to forcefully push her vulva into my mouth. So I opened my mouth wide and sucked on her clitoris along with it. She started yelling again: "You're bad! Ah...you're bad..." Soon her hips and thighs began to tremble, and I felt she was about to orgasm again. So I intensified my attack. At the same time, I became more vigilant, thinking: "Don't you dare use this opportunity to get revenge for what I just did in your mouth. Don't be like those damn Japanese women and give me a squirting orgasm, spraying my face with your pee. That would be a huge loss!" Sure enough, she went berserk again, her hips shaking wildly, grabbing my hair and pressing it forcefully against her genitals, screaming as she orgasmed! Her legs almost crushed my head, making me dizzy! I could feel her vaginal fluid flowing into my mouth; it tasted a little salty, thankfully not pee.
She held my hair and clamped my head like that for a good twenty or thirty seconds, then collapsed completely. At that moment, I felt like a defeated rooster. I struggled to my feet. I was completely dizzy from her grip. Although I couldn't see my own face, I could feel that I was drooling and my mouth was crooked, like I'd had a stroke. Damn, that almost killed me! That was fucking intense! If it had been a bigger girl, my neck might have been broken, and I would have gloriously sacrificed myself for my womanizing career! I'm serious! Fellow wolves, be careful! It seems her move is
much more powerful than the previous "busty squeak"! I've decided to name it "Deadly Vaginal Grip." I'll use it again later. "When you're pleasing her, make sure to spread her legs to prevent them from getting clamped! Or just wear a helmet!
My head was spinning, but my cock was still throbbing with excitement. I looked at her limp on the bed and cursed inwardly, 'You little slut, you're too ruthless, trying to murder your lover!' Without thinking twice, I picked her up and leaned her against the headboard. Then, in a half-squatting position, I placed my cock in her cleavage, grabbed her two big breasts with both hands, clamped my cock between them, and started thrusting in and out of her cleavage, giving her a nipple shot! She looked down at my dark purple cock going in and out of her cleavage and said weakly, 'You're such a pervert! So many tricks!'
Although her breasts were soft, they weren't very comfortable because there was no lubrication! So I spat some saliva on her cleavage. She yelled, 'Ugh! Pervert, you're so dirty!'" "I said while thrusting, 'This is lubricant. Didn't you get some when we kissed? What's dirty about it?! Your pussy is so beautiful, so tempting, it's making my blood boil, I can't resist.' She tilted her head and looked at me playfully, saying, 'You broke your promise! You said you wouldn't touch me, but you did it again. I'm going to punish you, I'll make you cum on the wall.' I said, panting, 'I didn't touch you, I kissed you with my mouth!' She said coquettishly, 'Anyway, I don't care, I want to see you cum on the wall!
' Damn it, this little slut, she wants to fuck me too! The lubricant dried, so I put my cock in front of her.
She understood what I meant. She squinted her eyes and said, 'If you don't promise to let me cum on the wall, I won't suck it.'
This little slut started flirting with me! I knew she was ready to go all out. I said, 'Okay, I promise!'"
"She glared at me and said, 'Keep your word!' I said, 'Come on! I definitely will!' She rolled her eyes and said, 'I don't really believe you.' So I said again, 'I swear to the light, if I…' Before I could finish, she interrupted me. 'You swear to the light again!? The previous swear to the light didn't work!' she shouted. I quickly said, 'Then I'll swear to your breasts!' She burst out laughing and said, 'Pervert!'" "Then she opened her pink lips and took my penis in her mouth, stroking it. Damn it, she always says I'm a pervert! Her face was flushed, and she looked incredibly cute. She wasn't particularly pretty, but at that moment I thought she was still very beautiful. I started thrusting in and out of her mouth for a while, my penis felt so good! I pulled out and then continued thrusting between her breasts. I teased her, saying, 'If you tell me you like my big penis, I'll feel even more pleasure and I'll cum very quickly.' She glared at me and said, 'I won't tell you, you pervert!' 'Say it! That's how you flirt during sex, that's what makes it exciting.' I teased her. 'Then you have to cum on the wall so I can see,' she said, setting a condition. I said, 'Definitely! Wherever you want me to cum, I'll cum!' She looked at me with seductive eyes and said, 'I like your big penis!' I felt my head go blank; hearing those words from a young girl's mouth was incredibly exciting. I started thrusting frantically." I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "That's so exciting, Bingbing. I love it when you say that. Say it again." She flashed a bright white smile and whispered, "I love your big cock! I love your big cock!" I felt a jolt down my spine, my cock throbbed, and my semen gushed out—it was a really powerful ejaculation! Some of it actually splashed onto the headboard and the wall behind her. Some clung to her hair, and the rest flowed down her neck and into her cleavage. She yelled, "Quick, get some tissues! On the windowsill!" I quickly handed her some tissues. She kept wiping herself, muttering again, "Uncle Wen, you pervert." I thought to myself, "Giving a blowjob and saying some dirty words is considered perverted?! This should be perfectly normal.
(To be continued...)
I grabbed a tissue to clean my penis, then leaned against her, panting. After doing this for so long in a half-squatting position, I was really tired. I didn't forget to tease her, saying, 'So, you kept your word, right?' She hadn't reacted yet and asked, 'What do you mean, keep your word?!' I turned her head so she could see the headboard and the wall behind her. 'So, did you cum?' She said, 'Oh my god!' Then she wiped away the semen with the tissue. She frowned and said, 'Uncle Wen, I'm really impressed, you're amazing!' I knew she was being sarcastic, but I didn't care. A satisfying cumshot was the most important thing! So I put on a nonchalant face and said, 'It was your request, I've never heard of such a request before!'" She slapped me hard and said, "You're so annoying!" Suddenly, I felt really hungry, so I got out of bed, found my phone, and saw—damn it, it was already past 2 PM! I'd skipped class at 9 AM and it had been almost 5 hours! I said to her, "Bingbing, it's past 2 PM, aren't you hungry?" She rolled her eyes at me and said, "
How could I not be hungry? I haven't had breakfast, and now I have to endure this torture on an empty stomach from you, you pervert!" I cursed inwardly, "Damn it, it's hard to say who's torturing whom. I even donated sperm for you twice for free! My legs are shaking from exhaustion!" But I still smiled and said, "Then go take a shower, let's go out to eat!
" She hummed in agreement. She found her robe in the corner of the bed and put it on, then started picking up the tissues scattered on the floor. I said, "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up, go take a shower!" She straightened up and said, "Okay!"
Suddenly, she stared at the underwear I had torn into two pieces on the floor. She immediately went over, picked it up, stomped her foot, and shouted at me, "You're so mean! I want you to pay me back! This is my favorite piece!" I quickly said: "Okay! I'll buy you new ones, sexy thongs." She exclaimed, "I don't want thongs, I want these, they're comfortable!" I quickly said, "Okay! These are the ones, I'll buy you seven, one for each day of the week. Go wash up!" I was practically starving, and she kept talking. Maybe women are naturally fatter and more resistant to hunger. Only then did she open the door, her large, trembling breasts swaying, as she went to wash. I quickly and carefully picked up the tissues soaked with my semen from the floor and put them in her trash can in the corner.
Then I pulled up the blinds and opened the window to let the room air out; the whole room smelled of semen! Finally, I plopped down at the computer and started reading the news, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom...
7. Teasing a Beauty
I had only been reading for a short while when the door opened, someone came back, and then light footsteps approached her next door. I knew it was her female roommate coming back. Perfect timing! Any earlier and I could have heard the live broadcast!
Then I sat there, legs crossed, watching the news. A moment later, I suddenly felt something lightly brush against my leg—a furry thing. I jumped back in fright, my knee hitting the corner of the computer desk with a loud thud. At the same time, I heard a chilling scream, "Meow!" A black and white kitten darted under Bingbing's bed. I bent over, clutching my knee, tears welling in my eyes. It fucking hurt! It's not like it doesn't hurt! Just then, her roommate called out, "Tao Tao! Tao Tao!" and ran over. I was grimacing in pain. She saw me and paused for a moment. I bent over, still in pain, and stared at her. A beauty! Absolutely a beauty! Long, flowing hair, an oval face, black-rimmed glasses, a white shirt with a low neckline that accentuated her perfect waist—not too thin, not too plump, just right! A picture of elegance. Stunning! I spent a second sizing up this beauty and mentally gave her a 9.5. You guys reading this probably think I'm going to brag again about sleeping with Bingbing's roommate. Absolutely not. I'm just an ordinary pervert. How could I possibly hook up with two girls in the same room at the same time? Her roommate is indeed beautiful; if you only look at the face, Bingbing is practically an ugly duckling compared to her! I just wanted to mention how I took the opportunity to spy on her, fantasize, and take advantage of her, because I never let a beautiful woman go!
I was going to introduce myself first, then tell her what happened. But she seemed to realize what had happened, clasped her hands, bent down, and asked, "Are you alright?" I was in excruciating pain at the time. But I couldn't tell her, "I'm hurt!" That was so embarrassing! I had no choice but to grit my teeth and say, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I just bumped into something. Go check your cat, I think I stepped on it." While she was bent over, I quickly glanced at her chest with my lecherous eyes. A white lace low-cut C-cup bra, revealing half of her breast—so white and tender! I secretly swallowed. She didn't notice my lecherous gaze and quickly knelt on the carpet, calling for her cat, "Tao Tao! Tao Tao! Come out here, come to Mommy." I thought to myself, "Is this cat yours? And she calls herself Mommy." But my lecherous eyes immediately stopped on her kneeling, high-raised buttocks—such a seductive pose! If I could kneel behind her right now, penetrate her, and then grab her crotch and thrust hard, that would be heavenly! I fantasized, and my tired little brother in my pants started to stir again! I walked to her side, gently knelt down, and pretended to look at the cat under the bed, but actually I was staring at her chest. Because she leaned forward, her bra loosened, and her breasts drooped naturally, allowing me to easily see them. Her fair breasts trembled slightly with her breathing, and although her nipples weren't erect, they were still incredibly alluring! I secretly rejoiced! "Your cat better not come out, so I can keep watching," I thought lewdly. Her cat was quite obedient, slowly emerging, and she stood up, holding it to her chest.
I quickly stood up too and said, "Hello! My name is..."

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