Five Madness

This May Day was the most exciting one of my life. Because I had sex five times in one day with an online friend.
I met her while idly browsing a local chat room. From casual greetings to discussing whether we had male friends, from the public chat room to my QQ friends list, we quickly went from strangers to acquaintances, and our conversations moved from general to in-depth. We started talking about sex. I said that although I was married, I wasn't satisfied; she said that although she had had boyfriends, she hadn't had sex in a long time. I asked her if she wanted to have sex; she asked me if I would be willing to have sex with a stranger. I said so; she said she didn't care. We almost immediately hit it off, and if it weren't for the time constraints, we would have met immediately.
So we agreed to meet during the May Day holiday, mainly because that was the only time I could temporarily escape my wife's control. And that was the only time she would have a large chunk of time with me.
After a long wait (actually only 7 days, but it felt incredibly long to me, someone who had never met an online friend before), May Day finally arrived, and I was finally able to board the bus to her small town.
Soon, I arrived at the agreed meeting place. Because she had my picture and I didn't have hers, I had to wait for her. I stood on the unfamiliar street, watching the people passing by, constantly picturing her in my mind, even contemplating how I could just walk away if I looked too unappealing. About five minutes later, I received a text message from her: "I'm here, hope you won't be disappointed." I became even more nervous, constantly looking around to see which girl would walk towards me.
Suddenly, someone across the street smiled at me—it was a woman! I hesitated, wondering if it was her, and looked over hesitantly. The girl smiled, lowered her head, and turned away from about five meters in front of me, glancing at me again. My heart pounded, and I wanted to smile at her but couldn't manage it. I was still wondering if it was her. Just then, she stopped, turned back, and waved at me. It was her! I finally managed an awkward smile and quickly walked over.
She grabbed my arm as if we knew each other well and asked, "Not disappointed, are you?" I quickly said no, no. I wasn't disappointed. She was very tall, almost as tall as me with heels. She had long hair that hung down her back, round eyes, full lips, and a large bottom, just as she described—which I liked; she was very feminine.
We walked and talked like a real couple. Since we'd already chatted online many times, there was no awkwardness at all. She said she'd specifically chosen an outfit in a color opposite to mine, and teasingly whispered in my ear that she wore sandals because they would be easy to take off later. This almost gave me an erection right there in the street.
After a simple meal, we went to a hotel room as planned.
Before I could even close the door or the window, she leaned against me with her back to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. Her breathing quickened, and she reached out to touch my face, whispering, "Do you really want this?" Of course I did. While kissing her, I rubbed my penis against her swaying, large bottom. She seemed to enjoy it, tilting her head back for my kiss, already moaning softly, which immediately aroused me, and my hand reached for her breasts. But before I could even touch her clothes, she suddenly pulled away, laughing, and said, "I'm going to take a shower." She turned and immediately went into the bathroom. I had expected this, so I ignored her, took off my coat, leaned against the bed, and turned on the TV to wait for her to come out.
A moment later, she emerged. Her coat was off, revealing a white tank top underneath; her bra was obviously off, her nipples clearly visible on the surface. A white hotel towel was wrapped around her lower body, revealing her two full thighs, which looked like a mini-skirt made of towel.
I immediately leaned over, wanting to hug her. She initially dodged me, but after a while, she suddenly grabbed my hand and pushed me down onto the bed. She leaned down, her long hair falling across my face, looking into my eyes, and said in a soft, sweet breath, "Little lamb, what are you thinking about right now?" "Nonsense, of course I want to fuck you!" I said. "I want you." She asked, "What do you want about me?" I answered truthfully: I want to fuck you. As I spoke, I tried to lift my head to kiss her lips. She said coquettishly, "Oh, you're so naughty!" while half-pushing and half-dodging, preventing my lips from lingering on her face.
After a while, we were both tired, panting as we looked at each other. After resting for a bit, I suddenly exerted myself, abruptly getting up and finally taking the initiative, pinning her down on the bed. I leaned down to kiss her face, but she still swayed her face from side to side to avoid my lips, moaning, "You're so naughty, you've made me hard down there but I can't get my way up." Since I couldn't get her, I decided to change my target. I lowered my head and kissed her breasts instead. She still tried to prevent me from getting her way, but her body was pinned down and she couldn't move as much as her face, and her hands could only cover one breast at a time. I easily bit her nipple through her vest. She seemed to have been struck by lightning, instantly losing all strength to resist, only able to slump there and hum, "You're so naughty." With no resistance, I pushed up her vest, and her two white breasts sprang out, their nipples hard and erect, immediately being sucked by my lips. This direct sucking was clearly more stimulating than any attempt at stimulation; her body immediately began to writhe like an eel, and she moaned continuously.
Seeing her aroused state, I continued sucking her nipples while reaching down to pull off her towel-covered miniskirt. Surprisingly, even amidst her pleasurable moans, she still had the energy to resist, desperately trying to stop me. But with me on top and her below, she couldn't stop me; at most, she could only hinder me. I quickly pulled off the towel, revealing her entire lower body; black pubic hair nestled between her full thighs, covering her genitals. Now that she was naked, I didn't need to wear anything else. I quickly stripped off all my clothes and knelt naked in front of her.
She immediately noticed my erect penis, reaching out to grab it while grinning mischievously, saying, "I'm going to break it!" I said, "If you break it, you won't be able to enjoy it later." She said, "Do you really want to?" I said, "Yes, don't you?" She didn't answer, only focusing on stroking my penis. I then spread her thighs apart, my hand touching them—they were completely wet. I laughed and asked her, "If you don't want to, why are you so wet?" She smiled shyly, pointing to my penis, saying, "It's so hard!" I didn't want to waste any more words with her, so I lifted both her legs onto my shoulders and tentatively and slowly inserted my penis. Because I wasn't very familiar with it, I couldn't find the opening after two tries, and she had to guide me herself before I was able to insert it comfortably all the way in. As soon as it went in, she let out a very soft moan, looking at me with hazy eyes, saying, "Oh, it's so thick." I didn't answer, and began to thrust slowly and powerfully. Although my movements were small, each time I inserted into her wet vagina, it still made a loud squelching sound, sounding extremely lewd.
As I thrust, I asked her if she was enjoying it. She hummed back, "What do you think?" I didn't like her always ignoring my questions. I decided to punish her. I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts, moving in and out at an extremely fast pace, asking her again if she was enjoying it. This time, she was clearly in ecstasy, her mouth opening wide nervously. At first, there was no sound, then she couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ahhh, I want to scream! I'm so happy!" Partly, I was afraid she would scream too loudly and be heard, and partly, such intense thrusting wasn't enough for me either. After a period of frenzied thrusting, I returned to my previous slow pace.
She caught her breath, opened her moist eyes, and lovingly stroked me, murmuring, "Ah, it's been so long since I've had any pleasure with you." I nodded and lowered my head to kiss her lips. This time, she didn't resist, but opened her mouth directly, extending her wet, slippery tongue for me to suck. I kissed her while slowly thrusting, and after resting for a while, I decided to go all out again.
I made her roll over onto her stomach, her buttocks swaying, her wet pussy right in front of my kneeling penis. I held her plump, white buttocks and easily penetrated her from behind. Anyone who's had sex knows this position is effortless and comfortable for men. Watching the woman naked in front of me, her large buttocks swaying back and forth as my thick, dark penis pounded into her, the intense sense of conquest was even more stimulating than the pleasure itself. She lay there, moaning and groaning, the sounds of my lower abdomen pounding against her buttocks and the squelching from her vagina filling the entire room, filling our entire being.
The pleasure of penetration from behind was far more intense than in the missionary position, and I felt the prelude to ejaculation after only a short while. I didn't want to be lying behind her after ejaculating, so I rolled her over and switched to the missionary position. I spread her legs high, driven by the pre-orgasmic pleasure, thrusting into her vagina with extreme ferocity. She cried out with each thrust, "Faster, faster, try harder, I'm coming!" A moment later, a torrent of thrusts brought me to my climax. I roared and released my pent-up semen with all my might. She held me tightly, excitedly calling my name in my ear with each final thrust, her body writhing so violently she almost fell off the bed.
The afterglow of the climax gradually faded, and I lay panting heavily against her chest. She held me quietly, her chest heaving. I looked up at her apologetically and said, "Sorry, was it a little too fast?" She smiled and replied, "That's enough, I've come." She gave me a deep kiss and said, "Come on, let's shower." We
took a comfortable shower together and went back to bed. We snuggled together, like a married couple, talking and watching TV. I wasn't wearing anything, while she was only wrapped in a towel. Throughout the TV show, I kept caressing her. As I looked at her, or rather, as I touched her, she seemed to lose her temper again, burying her face against my chest and moaning softly. These soft moans excited me most, and my penis, which had just finished its work, immediately became erect again. Her thighs were pressed against my lower body, so she felt it, looked up at me, and said coquettishly, "Oh, why are you hard again?" I didn't hold back, pulling her close and reaching under her towel to touch her breasts while replying, "Because I still want to fuck you." She said, "You're so annoying!" and rolled over onto me, her hand reaching for my penis. At the same time, I pulled her towel open, her breasts hanging right in front of my mouth due to gravity, and I seized the opportunity to bite them. The pleasure of having her nipples sucked was not easily endured; she let out a soft moan, looking at me with satisfaction, and whispered, "Ah, be gentle, you're sucking me so hard I'm getting small, but I don't care." While continuing to suckle, I reached under her buttocks and immediately found her wet everywhere. As I inserted my fingers into her wet vagina and moved them in and out, I asked her knowingly, "Why are you so wet again? Aren't we going to have sex?" She said sweetly, "You're so annoying," and began to pant heavily with my movements. I asked, "How is it? Is it good?" She hummed and shook her head, saying, "Too thin, I want a thick one, haha, finally confessed." I pulled out my fingers, which were covered in her juices, and said, "Then you do it yourself." She glared at me angrily, seemingly ready to do it herself, then held my penis with her hands, spread her legs, and slowly sat down. The feeling of watching my large penis being swallowed little by little by a woman's wet vulva was incredibly stimulating. When she was completely on top of me, we both let out a comfortable groan: "Oh."
She sat on me, her eyes half-closed, and muttered to herself, "Ah, so thick." She started to move her hips. Because I hadn't fully recovered, I lay still and let her do it herself, only constantly touching her breasts and thighs with my hands. Perhaps because she was a little overweight, she moved with great effort, panting heavily, but it didn't bring me much pleasure. I couldn't help but prop myself up on my elbows and start thrusting upwards. With each powerful thrust of my penis into her vagina, she started screaming in uncontrollable pain. I wanted to tease her. So I moved intermittently, asking her, "Do you want it or do I want it?" At first, she just laughed and didn't answer. Later, I simply stopped moving. If you don't say, I won't move. Let's see who's stronger, since I'm moving quite forcefully anyway. This annoyed her. She said, "Even if you don't want it, I don't want it either!" and got out of bed. At this moment, I saw my penis slip out of her vagina, bringing with it a large puddle of sticky vaginal fluid, stretching a long trail from her genitals to my thigh. I couldn't help but laugh: "You're so wet, and you still don't want it?" She snorted disdainfully, turned around, and wiggled her hips as she went into the bathroom.
I couldn't let her off so easily. I jumped off the bed and followed her into the bathroom. She was bending over to test the water temperature in the bathtub, her full buttocks raised high in front of me. I went over, grabbed her waist, and without saying a word, thrust my penis hard into her from behind.
She clearly expected me to do this, muttered a sound of annoyance, and then obediently held onto the edge of the bathtub, letting me penetrate her. Having never done it in the bathroom before, I felt incredibly excited, and my penis began to thrust rapidly, rubbing against her smooth flesh, making a continuous squelching sound. She first groaned softly, then turned her face to look at me pleadingly, saying, "I really want to scream, ah, can I scream?" I said, "Keep your voice down, so that people outside can hear." Before I could finish speaking, she started screaming like crazy, one "ah" after another, the sound echoing loudly in the small bathroom. Afraid of being heard, I tried to cover her mouth with my hand, but unexpectedly, she bit my hand, forcing me to enjoy the pleasure in my lower body while enduring the pain in my palm.
After a while of thrusting from behind, she turned around and sat on the washbasin, leaning against the mirror on the wall, her legs wide open, her vulva exposed to me. I stood in front of her, lifted her legs, and slightly tiptoed, my penis positioned perfectly at her vulva. I parted her wet labia with my hands, fully exposing that intoxicating pink opening to my swollen glans. With a slight thrust, I watched as my red glans slowly slid into her equally rosy opening. She let out a soft moan, looking at me with hazy eyes, saying, "Come on, come on, my little lamb." I gripped the washbasin and immediately began thrusting back and forth. She first looked at me with alluring eyes, then playfully scooped water from the basin beside her and poured it over our constantly colliding lower bodies. With the extra lubrication of the water, my movements became even more vigorous. She finally couldn't bear it any longer, stopping everything unrelated to sex and focusing solely on moaning incessantly. The bathroom was once again filled with moans, gasps, and the squelching of water.
The prelude to climax was fast approaching. I thrust faster and faster, and she held me tighter and tighter. Because I was barefoot on the damp bathroom floor, I gradually became unsteady as the force increased. Several times I almost slipped, but I found that this almost complete withdrawal made her happier. She closed her eyes, her whole body tensed, and she mumbled, "I'm coming, I'm coming," which made me thrust even harder.
A moment later, the feeling of semen gushing out came suddenly. We pressed our lower bodies tightly together, letting every drop of semen shoot deep into her vagina. I leaned against her shoulder as if in a spasm, and heard her let out a final, hysterical moan of pleasure in my ear: "Ah~~~~~~~~~~~"
After the climax, we jumped into the bathtub that was already filled with hot water, one at each end, half-sitting and half-lying in the hot water, washing our bodies and resting.
She asked me if I felt good. I nodded. She asked again, "Is it more comfortable than with my wife?" I said, "Of course, my wife would never do that." She laughed. I asked her how she felt. She asked me ambiguously, "What do you think?"
After soaking and resting enough, we went back to bed, wrapped in the sheets, and snuggled together watching TV. My hands weren't idle while watching, constantly wandering over her body. For some reason, she suddenly wouldn't let me touch her. I said I insisted, and she said, "Then I'll go to the other bed, hmph!" I ignored her, watching her seemingly determinedly wrap herself in a towel and climb onto the next bed, laughing and saying, "Haha, let's see if you can resist or I can." After saying that, I lay down, pretending not to look at her, but deliberately exposing my already erect penis outside the sheets.
Sure enough, after only a while, she became restless over there, starting to make ambiguous moans again. I turned my head and saw her lying on her side facing me, her body curled up, her hands moving between her body and thighs as if stroking, moaning softly as she moved.
Was she putting on a masturbation show? The thought immediately made my penis erect, and I couldn't resist jumping out of bed and running to her side to see for myself. When she saw me, she pretended to be angry and turned over, showing me the back of her head and, of course, her plump buttocks. I reached out to touch her buttocks, and felt a strong dampness in the cleft. I thrust in and touched it hard—haha, soaking wet again. Since we'd already done it twice, I was too lazy to caress her. I lay down on my side, slightly parted her thighs with my hands, and with a thrust, my penis returned to her longed-for wet cave.
She hummed, saying I was bad, but her body moved towards me, twisting her buttocks with each thrust, giving us both even greater pleasure. Being on my side made it difficult to exert force, so after a while, I pushed her over, making her lie completely face down, her buttocks sticking out for me to fuck. She buried her face in the pillow, biting it and whimpering, her buttocks slapping loudly as I pounded into her.

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