No need to wear a condom

2012 was a lucky year for my career. I rose from a junior sales representative to a supervisor, and then to a regional manager—two promotions in just six months. Naturally, I was overjoyed and full of confidence. I was doing a job I loved, and although it was tiring, I felt it was worthwhile. However, as my career progressed, a problem began to seriously bother me. Due to my work, I had to travel for 15-20 days every month, often to different cities—Wenzhou one day, Hangzhou the next, Shanghai the day after, practically living in a hotel every day. Because of this, I couldn't seriously look for a girlfriend. What could I do? After meeting her once, I didn't know when we'd meet again. How could I possibly have a relationship? Maybe the girl I'd just "opened" would be taken by someone else before I even got to know her. So, no matter how much my family urged me, I still couldn't find a steady girlfriend to appease them. I'm 30 this year, an age when I'm healthy and have high libido. Before, I had a low-ranking job and a stable location, so I never had to worry about girlfriends. When I wanted a change, I'd go to bars to pick up girls. I didn't dance; I pretended to be sophisticated, usually just ordering a good drink and waiting for someone to approach me, or making the first move. If no one was available, I'd go after bar girls. My record was once drinking only a quarter of a bottle of Chivas Regal before I slept with a bar girl in the restroom. She was leaning against the toilet, her ass raised like a female dog, waiting for me to penetrate her. We exchanged phone numbers, but never contacted each other again. Back then, it was just a mutual satisfaction—she needed it, I needed it, and we were both satisfied. But now that I've been promoted, I can't do that anymore. I don't have time. So many people are eyeing my position. I got there by luck. To do this job well, I have to work day and night. If I need something, I usually just call someone up from a hotel, grab a quick bite, and that's it. Occasionally I'd encounter a rare gem, but they were all fleeting affairs, transactions of money and sex. I'd pay her and she'd leave, leaving no lasting impression. But Bingbing almost completely changed my perception of them; in fact, at times, I felt I'd fallen in love with her. It was November. I was alone in a city in northern Zhejiang. It was a small city with several famous natural landscapes. My favorite film director, Feng Xiaogang, had filmed his first martial arts movie there. What I'd planned to do in two days was completed in one, leaving me with a rare free evening. My first thought was to go to a bar. Excitedly, I took a taxi to what was supposedly the coolest bar in the city. Excitedly, I hooked up with a girl who, after drinking a bottle of Black Label, told me she could spend the night with me for 1000 yuan if I wanted. Hearing that, I felt as disgusted as if I'd swallowed a fly. After the initial disgust subsided, anger flared up. I smashed the bottle and stormed off. As I was leaving the bar, a security guard tried to grab me. I yelled at him, "I already paid the bill, don't fucking cause trouble!" Extremely frustrated, I went back to the hotel. It wasn't late, probably around 11 pm. The angrier I got, the more I called for a massage. But as luck would have it, no one answered… My anger and lust made a certain part of my body feel like an iron rod. Just as I was about to put on an adult film to take care of myself, I suddenly remembered seeing several hair salons with pink lights on on the taxi ride back to the hotel. I decided to try my luck. I almost never have sex in salons; the only ones I occasionally go to are the famous massage parlors in the provincial capital. I walked seriously down the street, observing five or six salons. Although the girls were very professional, enthusiastically greeting me, "Brother, come in," I remained unmoved. My old habit kicked in: since I have a choice, I'm not in a hurry. And before I'd even met anyone who truly captivated me, as I passed Bingbing's hair salon, a sudden thought flashed through my mind. I vaguely spotted a young woman sitting there; her long hair was incredibly alluring. I pushed open the door, but she didn't stand up, seemingly lost in thought. I was furious and called out, "Are you doing business?" She didn't move, and then Bingbing came out. What was my first impression of Bingbing? It was like a starving person seeing a table full of their favorite dishes. She strode out from the back door, with long black hair, a very delicate face, and a tall, slender figure of about 170cm. A captivating beauty mark graced her lips, and as she approached, her impressive breasts gleamed in a mesmerizing display of white. I remember wanting the full service, but this girl told me, quite seriously, that they didn't offer full services, only oral sex.After I entered, the girl who hadn't moved an inch, incredibly rudely snorted, "Full service? Forty years old, want it?" I had no choice; I'd finally found a gem, couldn't let her go. We agreed, and Bingbing led me upstairs. When we got to the brothel, I immediately lost my appetite at the sight of the bed. The sheet, its pattern indistinguishable, clearly showed signs of intense activity. I casually asked, "Can we go out?" —"Where to?" —"A hotel." —"What hotel?" —"A certain hotel, can you go in?" —"Just kidding, the hair salon there is owned by our boss." Haha, what a coincidence, I was worried about getting into trouble if I brought someone out. This girl was quite bold, bravely walking ahead of me. I followed behind her, and almost got nosebleeds twice. The first time, as we went down the stairs, I suddenly realized that the girl who hadn't moved was even prettier than Bingbing. Her body was even more voluptuous. I saw her adjusting her clothes, which barely covered her nipples and the lower half of her breasts. My... well, you know. My... organ immediately became erect. The second time, after we went outside, Bingbing walked in front of me. In the streetlight, I suddenly realized this girl was wearing a thong. The low-waisted jeans accentuated her rounded buttocks, and with each step, they swayed, the horizontal strip of the thong seeming to pull at me, making my... well, you know, stand erect... Damn, I've never been with a woman wearing a thong before. Before entering the hotel, I bought a pack of cigarettes and politely asked her, "Do you smoke?" "Yes." "Oh... is Yuxi okay?" "Great, that's my favorite." I don't know why, but I remember this detail of buying cigarettes so vividly. Honestly, I love watching Bingbing smoke, especially after a passionate encounter. She likes to sit on the sofa and smoke; the posture is so beautiful. I remember once telling her, "Every woman who smokes has a sad story." She smiled, a very unpleasant smile. After entering the room, I couldn't wait any longer and hugged her tightly. She skillfully slipped out of my arms, saying she needed to take a shower first. After she took off her clothes, I was stunned. Those breasts… I thought you only saw that in porn. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say her chest was adorned with two small basketballs. Even more remarkable was that standing there, they didn't sag; they completely defied gravity, imagining how perky they were. Her nipples were even pink. Her waist was incredibly slim, and there was an unknown tattoo on her lower back above her buttocks. A tuft of dark hair covered the area I most wanted to reach; her buttocks were full, her skin white and soft, and her legs were plump and slender… At that moment, a certain part of me almost exploded. This was the epitome of beauty, the most exquisite beauty I had ever encountered. Thankfully, I made a decision to avoid lifelong regret: I grabbed this beauty who was about to head to the bathroom and asked her, "Wait, can I stay overnight?" "What? Of course. I'll call our boss." "Is that so troublesome?" "Yes, and you have to pay first." "No problem, just have him come and get it." After making the call, while waiting for the boss, she wrapped herself in a hotel towel, sat on the bed smoking, and tried to chat with me, but I wasn't really interested. I pounced on her twice, grabbing her most attractive feature, her breasts, but she slapped my hand away as soon as I touched them, telling me seriously that we should wait until the boss arrived. I really wanted to… ugh, damn it, if this bastard boss wasn't coming, I'd have her by now. You're just a prostitute, acting all high and mighty… But what happened next completely blew me away. This wasn't an ordinary prostitute; she was the most extreme, super-slutty woman I'd ever encountered. The words she uttered before I entered her completely changed my mind about sex with prostitutes being just a matter of thrusting. She shouted: "No need for a condom, fuck me." That damn boss didn't arrive for about ten minutes, politely standing at the door taking the money and saying, "Have fun." I was furious. Why didn't she come sooner to make me happy? She was taking forever. A tempting feast lay on the bed. I waited ten minutes, ten minutes of burning desire. Seeing it but not being able to have it tormented me, making me feel like a sexual warrior with enough attack power. I couldn't wait to throw my javelin and utterly destroy my enemy. The door closed, and I yelled, pouncing on her like a wolf in heat. "I'm coming!" "Don't rush me, you rascal..." She nimbly dodged my pounce, quickly rolling from the foot of the bed to the head, her movements as agile as a legendary martial arts master. Damn it, still keeping me in suspense. Just as I was about to explode, she spoke seriously. "Listen to me, don't rush. Tonight, I'm all yours. Let's take it slow." I got up from the bed dejectedly, retreating to my previous attack position. "Sorry, little girl, I'm not in the mood for your lectures right now. My javelin, from being engorged and rubbing against my clothes for so long, is already throbbing painfully. I don't want any lectures now; I just want to quickly, accurately, and fiercely pierce my target." Just as I was about to pounce again, she said, "I need to take a shower first. How about we shower together?" Who could resist such a tempting suggestion? Showering with the absolute best of the best… "Okay, okay, okay, let's shower together." She finally listened. "Come on, baby, let me help you take your clothes off." She stood up, the hotel towel casually draped over her body. As she stood up from the bed, the towel slipped off… Gravity… I thank you. Amen… She walked from the head of the bed to my side, only a bed's distance away, maybe only three seconds, but I froze for three seconds. The first second the towel slipped off, my eyes were fixed on her breasts. As she quickly walked towards me, those two alluring mounds of flesh rolled several times, swaying enough to kill… I felt nothing. I really felt nothing. This stunner stopped half a meter away from me, raising her hands to unbutton her shirt. Her eyes were dreamy, alluring. I didn't have time to pay attention to her eyes; my main focus was on those two mesmerizing mounds of flesh. Damn it, could she have had breast implants? They're so big, so beautifully shaped… Should I get them checked?… My brain made this correct decision…In a mere 001 seconds, I directed my hands toward my target. The unique sensation emanating from my palms when my warm hands touched it told me the result of my examination. Like a surgeon examining a breast lump, I started with the lowest, curved part of the breast. I almost hated the Creator for making my hands so small. My thumb separated from the other four fingers, I lifted upwards, and half of the breast was hanging outside my hands. Slowly, I increased the upward sliding force, and the white flesh began to deform under the pressure of my hands. —-Hmm… She groaned, stopping her hand that had half-unbuttoned my shirt. One hand slowly reached toward my chest, while the other actually began to move downwards past my waist. Chaos ensued. Three expectations swirled within me: first, I hoped my hands would quickly reach the top, grasping, or rather, grasping as much as possible, my target; second, I hoped this slut's hand would touch my chest; third, I wondered, which damned hand was going down there? So, what if all three expectations were met simultaneously…? As my hands accurately reached my intended target, my palms touching the peaks of those two beautiful mounds of flesh, those pink, raised mounds, her right hand reached my right chest, grasping my nipple, while her left hand successfully slipped through my belt and underwear, grabbing my penis. —Ah, I let out a satisfied cry, my hands naturally increasing in strength, that real feeling becoming even more intense. Her left hand gently gripped my penis, gently stroking it… Absolutely… just once. The pleasure of all three expectations being met simultaneously intensely stimulated my nerves, from my palms to my nipples, to my penis. My mind went blank. A very familiar feeling overcame my satisfaction with an even stronger pleasure… My penis felt cool, and I suddenly ejaculated… Damn, I came? My javelin was still in its holster, not even opened, and I came? My battle-hardened javelin hadn't even reached its intended target, and I came? My weapon, considered by hundreds of women to be inexhaustible, came after just a few strokes from this damned chick? The tingling pleasure left me no time to think about these things; that damned little hand kept stroking… Oh—oh—oh—oh! That left hand controlled my weapon, giving me four brief but intense waves of tingling pleasure. In my sixth sense, I even heard the sound of my semen hitting my underwear. Damn it, I've ejaculated prematurely. In my nearly 30 years of navigating the sea of desire, I've slept with nearly a hundred beautiful women, engaging in nearly a thousand encounters. While I wouldn't call myself a prolific prodigy, going all night long, changing positions a few times and getting the woman beneath me moaning and cumming is normal. But this time, before the holster was even removed, before penetration, this slut's little hand just stroked it, and I came! This is an utter disgrace! Bingbing had no idea how I felt. This slut, having achieved her goal, slowly withdrew her left hand from inside my underwear. Her hand was covered in the milky white fluid I'd witnessed in my defeat. She waved it triumphantly in front of me and said something that made me want to vomit blood: "—Feels alright? Feels alright? Damn, you think this is your toy? You've completely ignited my male pride. If I don't fuck you until you're screaming for your parents and leaking fluids everywhere, how can I face my parents who gave me life? How can I face my workplace and superiors? How can I face those pornographic films I've watched and studied? How can I face Lust, Caution and its readers? I…I…if I don't kill you…I…I…I'll castrate myself to atone for my sins!" This would be a battle, a battle of personal honor, a life-or-death struggle. In the first round of close combat, I was completely defeated, but that didn't affect my confidence. Having successfully seized the enemy's high ground, I increased the pressure on her enormous breasts with my hands, my thumb and forefinger gently pinching her alluring pink nipples, while the other three fingers gradually increased the pressure, causing her breasts to constantly change shape under my force. She struck again. She was retaliating! She quickly moved both hands to my belt buckle and unbuckled it in one swift motion. She then yanked my pants and underwear down to my knees. My javelin was suddenly released from its confinement and sprang out with a powerful leap. Heaven help me! My dear brother, you've made your brother proud! My javelin showed no signs of weakness; the shaft stood upright, the tip swollen and gleaming red, still covered in its own bodily fluids, yet it was full of fighting spirit and imposing presence, as if it had only spat a mouthful of saliva just moments before. "--You're so amazing! No, no, no, you don't need to praise me. Although you mean it, I won't forgive you. Such praise is useless compared to the humiliation you just suffered. This is my brother making me proud! Even the best brother has to do the dirty work. You're dead! I won't let you shower tonight, I'll make you sweat and get wet first." I used a very wild and manly move, forcefully pushing her onto the bed. As my hands left her two beautiful mounds, my eyes remained locked on that target… With the increased movement, those two beautiful mounds swayed violently several times. My God, that's just a fucking water bag, so tempting. Bingbing was probably infected by my wildness; her eyes became hazy, her breathing became rapid, and she softly called out: "--Come on! Calm down!!! You must calm down!!!" This wasn't an ordinary woman; she was a super slut I'd never encountered in my years of experience. Not to mention her killer breasts, her left hand alone made me vomit. I needed to prepare for a fierce, brutal battle! If I pounced so easily, a slight misstep could lead to her using dirty tricks to throw me off again. Standing by the bed, I grabbed her leg, my kisses raining down on her calves, moving upwards. Since you tricked me, I'll try something different today, slowly igniting that fire deep within you. Very slow, wet kisses are extremely provocative. Most prostitutes' clients are impatient, only concerned with their own release. This slow, stimulating method is usually reserved for the women they love. She began to writhe, soft moans escaping her lips. I remained unmoved, calmly telling myself, it's not that simple. The spark has only just been ignited. Slowly, I approached her thighs, seeing her thick patch of pubic hair. The glossy black pubic hair was the ultimate target of my spear. Although I could vaguely see that her vulva was already slightly moist, I felt the opportunity wasn't ripe, and I was too lazy to admire my target. I had to slowly ignite her, little by little, letting her burn like a torch, and then extinguish the flames with my water gun. My lips lingered on the edge of her pubic hair for a long time, but didn't touch her alluring secret area. This must have made her feel both strange and expectant, and her hips began to wiggle, her soft moans turning into soft groans. My hot lips continued to move, reaching her lower abdomen. I focused on her navel, another sensitive area for a woman, gently kissing it until it was covered in my saliva before reluctantly moving on. Suddenly—I sped up, my tongue tracing a perfect arc across her body, from her abdomen to her chest, before abruptly sucking on her left nipple. I pressed myself against her, my right hand grasping her right breast, stimulating her nipple with my index and thumb. My penis naturally pressed against her entrance. —Ah! Retribution is inevitable, it just hadn't come yet. And when it does, it comes immediately! This slut let out the long-awaited, heartfelt cry of pleasure, triggered by the sudden, intense stimulation. My penis could even feel a surge of fluid from her opening. It might not be an orgasm, but at least this slut was starting to feel aroused. I wasn't alone. At this moment, guided by the great spirit of AV, the likes of Mutou Ran, Oumae Ii, Jones, and other AV goddesses were perfectly displayed on Bingbing. I wasn't alone! The first battle lost, the second gained; we were evenly matched. But this is just the beginning…—"Ah, come in quickly!" Bingbing cried out again, her voice filled with genuine emotion. I ignored her. If only she had known this would happen, why did she act like this? Now that I have control over all three of your sensitive areas, let's see what power you have to fight back. The sparks were clearly already beginning to rise. My penis remained at the entrance of her vagina, but began to move slowly and gently, constantly stimulating the beautiful flesh on both sides of her vaginal opening. I could clearly feel her bodily fluids on the tip of my penis. As for my mouth, it left her left breast and began to attack her left ear, gently biting her earlobe, while my left hand smoothly took over the position of my lips, successfully grasping her left nipple. My penis moved erratically from left to right at her entrance, while my hands pinched, pressed, and kneaded her breasts, and my warm breath gently nibbled her earlobe… Before long, her head began to sway from side to side, her body began to twist, and she babbled incoherently—"So itchy…so comfortable…so uncomfortable." She had entered a state of frenzy, her waist twisting involuntarily, searching for my penis like radar, but I held it firmly, only rubbing it against her entrance and refusing to penetrate. This multi-point stimulation seemed to ignite a fire within her, and she desperately needed a powerful water gun to extinguish it. —"Come in quickly!""--Can't take it?---Hurry up,--Ah--Hurry up and come in--No, I haven't put on a condom yet--To hell with condoms, come and fuck me! ……Huh? No condom? Apart from my proper girlfriend, I've never fucked a prostitute without a condom. At least I've never entered a prostitute's vagina. Gonorrhea, syphilis, venereal diseases, genital warts… these heart-stopping STD names flashed through my mind… Bingbing was very excited, and the consequences were serious… I was so scared that I froze, all my movements stopped. —–Fuck me! Fuck me! She started to go crazy… In the two years that followed, every time I had sex with a woman, I would think of that pause, maybe only for a second, or 0."Five seconds, or even less, but that pause changed the feeling of my penis, at least the feeling of a prostitute's vagina. —–Please, fuck me, I can't take it anymore… Bingbing, this slut to the core, effectively used this very brief pause to launch a very effective and accurate attack. She finally got the penis she had been waiting for, slightly twisted her waist, accurately adjusted the position of her vaginal opening and mine, and was surprised to find that my penis hadn't escaped. With a sudden lift of her buttocks, her vaginal opening seemed to come alive and swallowed half of my penis in. This slut secreted so much fluid that I could even hear the sound of it going in. —-Mommy! —-Fuck! Bingbing and I shouted almost simultaneously. Bingbing got the long-awaited feeling of vaginal filling, like a leaky dam suddenly being filled. Although it wasn't completely filled, she could definitely feel it. Her brain was out of control, and she couldn't help but call out "Mommy." While my mind was still preoccupied with those terrifying STDs, I suddenly felt my penis being half-swallowed by this slut's vagina. My penis was suddenly inside a warm, moist, and tiny fleshy hole, and the hole even had a gentle suction like a small mouth. This sudden stimulation, this feeling, possessed something that no membrane could provide. If my mind hadn't wandered off, I might have burst forth with pleasure in that instant. This feeling was so wonderful, so wonderful. This was the most comfortable hole my penis had ever entered in all these years. It might not be the tightest, nor the wettest, but my penis seemed to really enjoy it, like a sharp blade finding its proper sheath. What should I do? What should I do? What else could I do? At a time like this, even a god wouldn't think about the potentially fatal consequences. My weapon had already pierced the enemy's target; how could I retreat? For the honor of my manhood, I had no choice but to go with the flow, bravely advance, and fight to the bitter end. I wouldn't rest until I had taken down this bitch! Thoughts determine actions. Having abandoned all unnecessary worries, I lowered my waist, and my penis, with unstoppable force, plunged completely into her vagina like an arrow. ...The instant I fully penetrated, Bingbing suddenly tensed all her muscles, her breath caught in her throat, her teeth clenched, and her vagina gripped my penis tightly. After a moment, it suddenly relaxed, copious amounts of fluid began to seep out, and she let out a scream—Ah…Yaoyao! Yaoyao? Don't understand? You scream yaoyao when you have an orgasm? What a stupid habit! I won't give you a chance to breathe. I'll continue to expand my conquest, I'll beat you to a pulp, utterly defeated. Without the slightest pity (isn't this exactly what she wanted?), I worked like a diligent farmer, completely forgetting all the techniques of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, seven shallow thrusts followed by eight deep ones. I just thrust in and out with the fastest speed and the greatest force. Thrust in and out continuously. Thrust in and out frantically. As I increased the intensity of my thrusts, her body swayed violently, causing her breasts to jiggle even more dramatically. The visual pleasure from those jigs was indescribable. "Ah, ah, so good, so good!" I couldn't help but cry out. "Hmm, she actually answered me?" "Call me husband!" "Husband, husband, husband!" "Husband, does it feel good to fuck you?" "Yes...yes...yes...is my cock powerful?" "Powerful, powerful." "Will you dare touch my cock again next time?" ...No answer? I suddenly increased the force of my thrusts. "Will you dare touch it again next time?" "No, no, I won't!" Finally, finally, I avenged myself. Heh, heavens behold, I made her fully understand that I'm not impotent or weak. I used my spear to make her beg for mercy. My victory was complete, utter, and I was filled with confidence again. I won! "Bingbing, it feels so good, ah... Ah... Ah... Husband, Bingbing feels so good too... Ah... Ah... I'm going to cum on your breasts later... Cum, cum wherever you want. Ah... I'm coming again... I'm coming too!" Bingbing's vaginal walls began to throb violently again, the pleasure of my penis grew stronger and stronger, a tingling sensation spread through the tip of my penis, and the feeling of ejaculation grew stronger and stronger. I suddenly pulled out my penis, half-kneeling on the bed, and aimed my penis at her nipple and thrust it in. Bingbing was brought to an even stronger orgasm by my sudden withdrawal, her vagina spurting out a stream of clear fluid, drawing a stunning arc as it landed on the sheets. At the same time, my penis shot out the most powerful semen against her nipple. "Ah! We both reached an unprecedented orgasm at the same time!" Chapter Two: Rematch with Bingbing 2-1 The Tempting Fried Egg That night, we were incredibly wild. On the sofa, in the bathroom, even on the table where the TV was, we made love like crazy. We tried every position we knew, penetrating from multiple directions, making her crawl like a dog and then ejaculating outside her anus; having her ride on top of me, constantly caressing her breasts, then forcefully fucking me, finally ejaculating inside her vagina; having her sit on the table where the TV was, and me standing and fucking her; showering with hot water constantly pounding our tightly connected parts, then continuously bringing the hot water into her vagina to fuck her; each time I orgasmed inside her vagina using the most traditional thrusting method, but my semen sprayed onto various parts of Bingbing's body—her vagina, vaginal opening, anus, buttocks, even her face. She always responded to me very lasciviously, and almost every round of my thrusting brought her to orgasm more than twice. Shortly after each ejaculation, even the slightest touch of her breasts would give me an exciting erection. Similarly, seeing my erection would inexplicably excite her, shouting, "Fuck me! Fuck me!" I would always be like a warrior receiving a battle order, raising my spear and thrusting into my intended target time and time again. In the end, although my penis could still remain erect and I could still feel the sensation of orgasm, I could no longer ejaculate. Thinking back to that night's madness, it was something I had never experienced before and would never experience again, not even in our subsequent sex parties. For Bingbing, I released my last drop of semen. Finally, we both fell asleep from exhaustion, and when we woke up the next morning, we were surprised to find my penis still inside her vagina. So I charged into battle once more, pouring my essence into it. ... By 11 a.m., both of us, exhausted sex machines, were hungry. Aside from a few hours of sleep, we had only smoked a few cigarettes, spending the rest of the time making love. We were both hungry, too hungry to move, and decided to order takeout. She recommended a famous local fast food restaurant and thoughtfully ordered for me, especially five poached eggs. She then solemnly told me that she had eaten all my "egg reserves" and I needed a refill. I laughed heartily. While waiting for the delivery, I finally had a chance to ask her what "yao yao" meant during her first orgasm. She shyly lowered her head (she could actually be shy… such a thing!) and told me it meant "mother," and "yao yao" was a dialect word from her hometown. I didn't follow the usual pattern of asking where she was from; instead, I asked her: "Do you call for 'mother' every time you orgasm?" —-No, rarely. But one time you teased me so much that you suddenly thrust in, I shouted out my hometown dialect. —-Of all the times we've done it, this one is the most memorable. —-Yes, I do it every day, you have no idea how many times I do it, but I've never felt like this before. You're so skilled. —-Hehe, you provoked me too. Brothers, to describe my mood at that moment, "triumphant" wouldn't be an exaggeration. I actually made a prostitute involuntarily shout "Mommy!" in her hometown dialect during her climax. That's fucking unbelievable. Just as I was feeling smug, the doorbell rang, and the fast food arrived. The dishes were plentiful, but none of that mattered anymore. When you're starving, everything tastes delicious. I ate three fried eggs in one go, then looked at the last two with a worried expression. I was too full to eat anymore. Bingbing finished her meal without any trouble. Seeing my worried look, she suddenly laughed lewdly again. "Hehe, do you want me to feed you?" "I can't eat anymore." "I have a way to make you eat." "Huh? What does this slut want now?" I was about to tell her responsibly that with my current stomach capacity, even a cow would be ashamed in comparison, when she suddenly picked up the lunchbox containing the eggs and walked towards the bed. "You'll eat them for me?" "No way," she said, walking to the bedside table and putting the lunchbox on it. Then she started looking for things everywhere. Her big ass, made even more full by the position, kept moving in front of me. Her barely visible vulva, with its labia majora and minora slightly everted from excessive sex, looked especially alluring. Sitting there, my annoying thing started to stir again. "What are you looking for?" "You'll find out soon enough." After watching her bustling around on and under the bed for a while, constantly turning over pillows and blankets, she suddenly shouted, "Found it!" Damn, what the hell? This slut is looking for her thong. What does she want to do? Put on her pants and leave? "Why are you looking for it? Do you want to leave?" "Heh, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it and will give the balls I just put in back to me." Oh my god, I've been tormented by you for almost the entire night, and this morning..."It was a two-round battle. I gave you my last drop of semen, the national food reserves are all used up, and now your labia majora and minora are still turned outwards, and you're still worried I'll have to pay you more? You...you...you're quite considerate..." Bingbing carefully put on her thong and lay flat. Those big breasts were still incredibly lethal, but severe exhaustion had already made me feel weak, and I didn't know what she was up to. I lit a cigarette and watched her performance. After she lay down, she reached out the hand that had knocked me over, took the lunchbox, and took out two fried eggs, carefully laying them one by one on her huge breasts. The yolks of these two single-sided fried eggs turned into two enormous nipples. Because the eggs were very oily, after laying them out, this slut casually smeared the oil on her breasts. Then she softly called out: "--Husband, come here." I went crazy! I'm fucking insane! Two runny, sunny-side-up eggs are laid out on Bingbing's most alluring parts. With her breath, with the trembling of her nipples, the yolks wrapped in egg whites sway gently. Legend has it that in the dwarf kingdom not far from our country, there's a female body sushi tradition where beautiful young girls are stripped naked and lavishly lavishly presented on their bodies, allowing guests to feast their mouths and eyes simultaneously. I never thought this slut would be so self-taught, though the dwarf kingdom's female body sushi isn't as exquisite, as thorough, as breathtaking. I can't take it anymore. I want to bite into those two tempting yolks, then suck on the yolks and this bitch's nipples, make her ecstatic, make her scream, and then… then what? Where's my penis? I instinctively grabbed my own penis. My dear brother, I give up! After countless nights of intense battles, without any drugs, just with Bingbing's classic sunny-side-up egg female body sushi, my penis, under the intense visual stimulation, has actually become erect again. Bingbing clearly noticed the change in my penis; her eyes became glazed again. Her body knew my penis too well. This penis, which had brought her multiple pleasures in one night, was erect again, almost simultaneously indicating that she could experience extreme pleasure more than twice more. —Husband, come and eat me—Baby, I'm coming. …2-2 Egg yolk and semen, stimulated by the wonderfully poached egg-shaped female body sushi, I sounded the battle horn again. The arrow was erect, the blood flow was accelerated, and the heartbeat was accelerated. But in order not to damage those two fragile poached eggs, I just very gently lay on Bingbing's body. My elbows supported the weight of my upper body, while my lower body was pressed tightly against hers. The warrior's spear was very close to that beautiful hole that had already been fucked over, the tip naturally pressing against the slut's entrance, forming a very advantageous offensive position. And my most lethal mouth had already gently kissed the poached egg on Bingbing's right breast. This was a perfectly fried sunny-side-up egg. I had to admire the chef's skill in making it. The white part was the egg white, and the surface of the yolk was only a very thin layer of white. Because of the trembling of Bingbing's breathing, you could even see the yolk flowing within the white. Beneath that white and yolk, Bingbing's nipples had become sufficiently firm, even forming a beautiful bulge. It was a picture, a beautiful picture, like a delicious dish suddenly becoming incredibly exquisite, so exquisite that you couldn't bear to eat it. It's a pity I didn't think to take a picture then; otherwise, a macro shot would have been truly breathtaking. —- "Come eat me!" The battle order had been given. I gently bit into the egg white of my right nipple, just a small opening, and the yolk inside began to flow out like a burst dam. I aimed at this small opening and began to diligently suck on this most delicious sunny-side-up egg I had ever eaten in my life. Meanwhile, my spear seemed to have unknowingly slipped into Bingbing's vagina, which was still so moist, covered in our bodily fluids. After a night of excessive thrusting, her vagina was noticeably looser than the first time, but the satisfaction my large penis brought still elicited a groan. The yolk was completely in my mouth, and like a nursing bird, I kissed her lips, then gave her some more. Our tongues intertwined beautifully, making soft, smacking sounds. At the same time, my penis slid in all the way, penetrating her completely with the force of a wall-breaking thrust. "Ah!" she cried out, releasing her kiss. This was a signal to attack. I abandoned her mouth and bit down on her right nipple without hesitation. The swollen, purplish-red nipple, glistening with the contrast of yolk and white, became alluring. I began to suckle it forcefully, constantly devouring the white that obscured her large breasts, while my hips continued their relentless thrusting. Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, seven shallow thrusts followed by three deep one, five shallow thrusts followed by five deep one, and then continuous high-speed thrusts, the impact of our lower bodies creating increasingly rapid "slap slap" sounds. Bingbing's moans grew increasingly frantic and uncontrollable, and the flow of fluids from her vagina reached unprecedented heights. This was exactly what I wanted. I had no intention of stopping; the javelin continued to thrust in and out with the fastest frequency and greatest force. After about half an hour, I had long since lost count of how many orgasms this slut had experienced, but my penis still didn't feel the urge to ejaculate. Suddenly, an even more wicked idea began to surface in my mind. Under the relentless assault, my mouth began to attack her left breast, quickly sucking a mouthful of egg yolk upon first experience. But this time, I didn't kiss her mouth directly. Instead, I straightened up, stopped my assault, and spat all the egg yolk onto the area where our bodies were intertwined. My sudden cessation of assault drove this slut crazy again. "Don't stop! Keep fucking me!" I thrust a few more times, the egg yolk coating my penis and her vaginal walls. A large amount of egg yolk was injected into this slut's vagina, mixing with her vaginal fluids, and then I stopped again. "Husband, husband, don't stop, I want more—I'm tired—Ah, then lie down, I'll fuck you—I can't, baby, I don't feel like cumming—What should I do?—Can you…?—What?—Help me…suck it? That lewd face suddenly became quiet, a second later, maybe two seconds later—But I've never had anyone suck me before—Bingbing, I like your little mouth sucking me. I didn't give her a chance to hesitate, I pulled out my penis, spread my legs and stood beside her, then put my penis to her mouth.—No, don't—She instinctively shook her head, and her hands began to push against my lower abdomen. It seems this slut has really never had oral sex before, plus my fully erect penis stood tall, covered with egg yolk and her bodily fluids, it looked a bit scary.—Baby, don't be afraid, you can eat these egg yolks, they taste good—Doesn't it smell bad?" "It doesn't smell bad, and it has your own scent." She hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the tip of my penis. A cool, tingling sensation came from the tip—it felt amazing. "How is it?" She didn't answer. I seized the opportunity to expand my territory, pressing the tip directly against her lips. The egg must taste good. She actually opened her mouth and took the entire tip of my penis in. A strong sucking gave me the greatest pleasure, and at the same time, the part of my penis that she was sucking, covered in egg yolk and her bodily fluids, was also sucked into her mouth. It made a beautiful smacking sound. I couldn't take it anymore. A penis covered in egg yolk and her bodily fluids was being warmly sucked by her. The electric shock-like sensation coming from the tip made my whole body tremble. I couldn't control myself and started talking nonsense. "I love it when you suck me..." "Oh, you've sucked my whole head in..." "Baby, it feels so good..." "Baby, lick it gently..." I even uncontrollably started thrusting into her mouth like it was a vagina. Luckily, my extensive experience in oral sex on the provincial capital's oral sex street taught me to take it slow. First the head, then half a bit, half a bit, most of a bit, and finally almost all the way in. Bingbing, this slut who was giving oral sex for the first time, gradually got used to the feeling of my penis in her mouth. Several times, it even went down her throat, and she didn't gag like most people would. She became more and more skilled and cooperative, spreading her mouth wide when I thrust in, wrapping her tongue tightly around me as I moved, and sucking me harder and harder. The uneaten yolk and bodily fluids quickly covered the corners of her mouth, but she was oblivious, earnestly satisfying me. It was amazing! She gave me the most perfect oral sex almost without any guidance. Oral sex is the second most amazing pleasure a man can experience; the truly amazing pleasure, in my opinion, is blowjob. The fact is, I've never been sucked to ejaculation before, without gloves, just by sucking, and I've never successfully ejaculated. I've seriously discussed this with some fellow enthusiasts, why simply sucking without gloves doesn't lead to ejaculation. The conclusion we reached was that the intense pleasure causes a person to become highly tense, making it difficult to ejaculate. But this time, I was facing Bingbing, or rather, my penis was in Bingbing's mouth, in the mouth of this super bitch with amazing big breasts, amazing professionalism, amazing vagina, and amazing little mouth, and...The tingling sensation had pushed me to the edge of orgasm. —-Bingbing, it feels so good, keep sucking. —-I'm going to cum—-Mmm, her mouth was stuffed full of my penis, so she couldn't make a sound, but I could clearly feel her trying to spit it out. Having a man ejaculate in her mouth was a huge challenge, and Bingbing, experiencing oral sex for the first time, obviously couldn't handle it. Having reached the point of cumming, I was only focused on enjoying myself, not caring about this slut, constantly struggling against her, trying to push deeper. —-I'm going to cum—-No, no…no…before her third indistinct "no" came out, my penis released its long-awaited ejaculation, a thick stream of semen spraying directly into her mouth, and unexpectedly, she actually sucked it at that moment. I screamed, all my movements stopped, the whole world seemed to stop, every cell in my body stopped. The feeling of being sucked while orgasming was like an electric shock, making my legs unable to support my body, I almost collapsed, my mind went blank, only intense pleasure remained. After what felt like an eternity of pleasure, I calmed down and pulled my penis out of Bingbing's mouth. I had clearly ejaculated the last drop of semen into her mouth; there was hardly any semen left on my head. Bingbing pushed me away abruptly and ran to the bathroom to vomit. A long time later, filled with guilt, I went to the bathroom and found her slumped by the toilet, her face a mess—tears, egg yolk, semen, and saliva. The look in her eyes when she saw me made me so ashamed I wanted to disappear into the toilet. My first time performing oral sex, and having me ejaculate in her mouth, had put immense pressure on her. It took me almost half an hour to coax her before she finally smiled. I promised to take her to the provincial capital soon and buy her her favorite LV bag. We both knew it wasn't an cheap gift; from the moment she received it, it was clear our relationship had become more than just friendship.

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