Warriors and Dinosaurs

At 8:30 in the morning, my alarm clock rang, but I didn't want to get up because I'd stayed up too late online the night before. I reached out to turn it off, but before I could, a familiar sharp pain shot through my ear. I could only groan in pain as I got out of bed, knowing full well that my wife was acting up again.

Driven by this force, I reluctantly washed my face, ate breakfast, and then went with her to Tianhe Department Store to catch that annual "Great Discount Day." The department store was packed with people. She grabbed my arm and practically dragged me inside, her eyes glued to the merchandise on display, constantly talking to the sales staff. She'd occasionally ask me a question, but my experience told me this was just to show she hadn't forgotten I was there. There was no way I could get a response to her torrent of words; I could only manage a few "uh-huhs."

Finally, at 3 pm, carrying three bags in each hand and several large boxes in both, we were able to leave the crowded building and go to Fuluge for lunch. At that moment, she took my arm, nestled close to me with a blissful expression, showing no trace of her earlier outburst. She was simply a happy little woman. Seeing her like this, all my anger and resentment vanished.

She was my girlfriend, named Ya, whom I met online. At the time, my QQ name was "Brave Warrior," and my profile said, "Pretty girls are what I desire, and so are dinosaurs." Coincidentally, her profile said, "I'm a dinosaur, who am I afraid of?" It was exactly my type, so I immediately hooked up with her. After quite a while of chatting, Brave Warrior finally tamed the dinosaur and brought her back to my place—we were living together, you could say.

From then on, my life changed drastically. First, my messy house became much tidier, and I no longer had to cook, which made me incredibly happy. However, this changed my lifestyle. Surfing the internet and writing are my greatest pleasures, but they take up a lot of my time, which Ya doesn't like. When she gets angry, she's as fierce as a Tyrannosaurus Rex going berserk. She even tried to turn off the monitor, and when that failed, she turned off the power, unplugged the power cord, and even used her ultimate move—turning off the main power switch for the whole house! This messed up my specially bought UPS, and I had no choice but to listen to her.

To be honest, Ya is a pretty girl with a Tyrannosaurus Rex personality. Although she only has shoulder-length hair, with her oval face and small cherry lips under her beautiful eyes, she'd easily score at least 80 points, which perfectly matches my description. That's why I try to accommodate her as much as possible. She only goes berserk when she wants me to go shopping or run errands with her. It's a girl's instinct, I guess, and it's acceptable.

I think she's cutest when she's in the kitchen wearing an apron, humming a song as she cooks delicious meals. So, I spent increasingly more time helping out or just watching her in the kitchen. Ya seemed to enjoy it, though she developed a catchphrase: "Silly goose, still watching? I'll roast you and eat you!" After saying that, she'd cover her mouth and giggle. How could anyone not be moved?

Our first time together also happened in the kitchen. Before, although I was allowed to touch her whole body in bed, I couldn't have sex with her. Several times I had to control my already heightened desire, while Ya would secretly laugh beside me, which annoyed me. That time, she came back from out and started cooking, wearing only a short skirt. She even had to stand on a high stool because she wasn't tall enough, exposing her pink panties to my view. Although I'd seen her in underwear before, while sexy, it couldn't compare to the allure of this apron. My desire surged instantly; it was just a matter of timing.

The opportunity finally arrived. Ya was completely focused on making her signature sweet and sour pork ribs, and since I had already been allowed to kiss and caress her body, I seized the moment. I walked over and embraced her from behind, slipping one hand under her apron to gently stroke her chest. Even though it was through her clothes, I wanted to set the mood first, so that Ya would be caught off guard and I could take her virginity. That feeling of taming a tyrant would give this "hero" full satisfaction; after all, it was my wish.

Ya only reacted slightly to my harassment, partly because I had taken advantage of her so many times, and partly because she was concentrating on her work. She simply hummed in response. I was satisfied with her reaction, so I slowly moved my hand down, pressing my chest against her back, and resting my head on her soft shoulder. I whispered her favorite sweet nothings into her small ear to lower her guard, while my right hand, as usual, slipped under her skirt and gently touched her beautiful buttocks.

Ya seemed satisfied that I hadn't crossed her taboo, "Don't touch there during the day," so she stopped worrying and focused on what I was saying. While she was distracted, my left hand moved to her abdomen, gently pulling up her miniskirt, which was already being pushed up by my right hand. My genitals weren't touching her buttocks, so this didn't attract much attention.

Once the miniskirt was pulled up, revealing her pink panties, my head left her shoulder. My right hand grabbed the edge of the panties and suddenly pulled them down sharply. Ya wasn't standing with her legs together, and this sudden attack pulled her panties down below her knees. Before Ya could react, I reached down and pulled up her pajama bottoms, revealing my long-awaited penis. The bright red glans, like the tip of a pillar, was ready to be used. My right hand then lifted her right leg from below her knees, causing Ya to lose her balance and fall into my arms.

This was a plan I'd been thinking about for a long time, each step of which I'd rehearsed at least fifty times. Although I hadn't deliberately practiced it, the idea had swirled in my mind countless times.

Ya, barely jolted awake in her panic, was about to lash out when she saw the pot in her hand was half overturned, the food she'd carefully prepared about to spill. She hurriedly struggled to get up and straighten her hand, thus avoiding wasting her efforts. But just then, my penis had already slipped between her legs, piercing through that narrow crevice. But had it hit its target? Would it have pierced her urethra? That would have been hilarious.

Ya shuddered, the pot in her hand shaking violently. Clearly, the impact of my thrust had been too great; even if it hadn't hit, it was close. Before Ya could retaliate, I pulled out a little more and thrust a few more times. Ya finally managed to place the pot on the stove, letting go and preparing to push me away.

But just as I was about to make my final thrust, I suddenly felt my penis pierce a recessed area, the entire glans inside. Ya also let out a muffled groan, her hand pushing me trembling slightly. It seemed I had finally penetrated her vagina. Just one more step, and this tyrannosaurus would truly become my prey, even if I faced punishment afterward.

Just as I pulled out slightly, preparing to break through her jade gate, Ya shouted, "Stop!" I involuntarily paused, my glans resting at the vaginal opening. With just one more push, I could immediately and correctly penetrate. At the same time, "Stop" was what she had said during our playful banter, a plea for mercy, which meant she wanted to give in. I might as well listen to what she had to say.

Her face was flushed with embarrassment as she struggled and said, "I...I know, I'll give it to you, but this is so tiring for me. Can you wait until I finish this dish before giving it to me?" I looked at her with suspicion, thinking that if she didn't keep her promise, I wasn't sure I could control this tyrannosaurus anymore. I slowly pushed forward a little more.

She frowned and said, "Ouch! Let me go! Otherwise, even if you get me like this, I'll break up with you right away!"

She always meant what she said, and I was only one step away from that. Of course, I didn't want to risk losing more than I gained, but I was also afraid she'd change her mind. After thinking for a moment, I stepped back, but then pulled down her panties and let go, saying, "Hehe, now you can't escape, right?"

Ya, who had regained her balance by leaning on my hand, said irritably, "Since I promised you, I won't go back on my word. Why are you so nervous?"

I naturally didn't dare to touch her again, so I gently wrapped my right arm around her slender waist, and with my left hand held the panties, which were filled with her body fragrance and the scent of her vagina, to my nose, and said, "They smell so good. So tell me, if I hadn't forced you like this, how long would it have taken you to give them to me? After all, we've been living together for more than half a year." Ya continued preparing her signature dish, her face blushing slightly again: "Well, maybe another year or two."

I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "You're not serious, are you planning to play with me for that long? Looks like I really did the right thing this time."

Ya chuckled and said, "I also..." "I was thinking of waiting until we got married to talk about it, but since you're so eager, I have no choice but to reluctantly agree."

I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek: "You're so sweet."

Ya turned off the stove, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and stuffed it into my mouth, saying, "Still pretending to be nice? You've already gotten a great deal. Hurry up and eat yours."

I opened my mouth and took a bite, feeling sweet inside. I quickly helped her move the food to the dining table. The half-height wooden table was already set with newspapers and various plates, but Ya seemed to really want me to deflower her, leaving a large empty space in the middle of the table. Sure enough, she turned to me and said, "Where do you want to do it?" I usually like to write in bed or outdoors, and now that I have such a good opportunity, I should do something else, let's have a big feast. So I gestured to do it on the dining table. Ya seemed to have already understood what I meant and did not object, letting me gently remove her clothes, spread the apron on the newspaper, and gently place Ya's smooth and perfect body on it.

Even though Ya was usually quite rough, at this moment she was nothing more than a pitiful lamb to the slaughter. But even without her saying anything, I knew I had to be gentle with her. After all, this was the moment we both lost our virginity, so naturally, I had to cherish it.

It was only now that I saw Ya completely for the first time. Before, I had only relied on touch to feel and imagine that beauty. Now, it was the first time Ya had exposed herself to the air. Her breasts, as firm as jade shoots, and the slits hidden by her sparse pubic hair, were so alluring, making my penis throb painfully.

I leaned down and kissed Ya deeply before moving down to her beautiful breasts. Her breasts, which I couldn't even grasp with one hand, felt heavy, yet incredibly sensitive. With my mouth and hands working together, they quickly became swollen and hard, and Ya began to let out low moans. Out of the corner of my

eye, I saw a plate of fried eggs on the table. On a whim, I took two and placed them on her breasts, gently biting them with my teeth. The still-warm yolks from the bitten corners of the eggs flowed down her breasts, through her cleavage, and down to her lower abdomen. Ya noticed two warm things on her breasts, and some liquid was flowing around her chest and abdomen. She couldn't help but want to look, but I gently pressed her down and quickly finished the egg. I used my tongue to suck on her nipples, which were stained yellow, making Ya moan with pleasure. My tongue became a cleaning tool, cleaning the yolk from her breasts and cleavage all the way down to her lower abdomen. I even probed into her cute little belly button. The feeling of licking and sucking with liquid mixed in made Ya feel very comfortable, and her lower vagina also flowed wet.

My fingers had already gone first, slipping into her little hole to feel the warm, moist sensation. Ya felt something churning and struggling in her most sensitive forbidden zone, causing her great discomfort. She involuntarily shifted slightly to alleviate the stimulation, and said coquettishly, "You're making me feel like I'm going to die, why aren't you coming in?" I smiled without answering, first finishing the remaining food in my mouth, then sticking my tongue in and sucking it, drawing out more of her juices for my mouth to savor. After a while, I said, "No wonder you're so good at making sweet and sour pork ribs, even the taste of your little hole is just right, so delicious." Ya pressed my head down with both hands to stop me from being naughty, but even I could feel that her hands were trembling and weak. She cried out, "Ting, stop teasing me, come in quickly, I can't take it anymore." I also felt that my penis was throbbing unbearably, as if it was protesting severely, so I quickly agreed, using my hands to pry open the entrance of the slit, and carefully inserted my penis into her little hole, all the way to the clitoris. Although it was already fully wet, Ya Na's untouched vagina was still incredibly narrow. The constant rubbing of my glans against her clitoris made her cry out, "Ting, do you want to kill me? Come on, or I'll never forgive you!"

I kissed her lips, and estimating she could handle the pain of penetration, I didn't waste any more time outside. With a thrust of my hips, my penis broke through her defenses, carrying a large amount of vaginal fluid like a high-speed train, rushing through her muddy passage until it reached her core before stopping abruptly. I quickly masked Ya Na's painful screams, leaving only low, guttural sounds in her throat. But with nowhere to vent her pain, her hands, clinging to me, left ten bloody scratches on my back.

I endured the pain, my hands moving around her vulva, while shifting my body to give her breasts, deformed by my chest, a rubbing sensation, hoping to ease Ya's pain quickly. My penis was surrounded and squeezed by countless soft fleshs I'd never experienced before, feeling incredibly good, and I almost ejaculated. Although I managed to control myself in time, it seemed I couldn't hold on much longer. I could only try to endure it as much as I could.

Fortunately, Ya's constitution was pretty good, and after a while, she was fine. My penis was finally free and began to move freely inside her. The pleasure was incomparable to masturbation; it was pure bliss.

Although moving too fast in the narrow passage wasn't good for my penis, it was still covered by a condom, and it seemed there was still some time before I reached my climax. I couldn't ejaculate now, lest Ya laugh at me. Ya, experiencing such a strong impact on her first time, seemed a little overwhelmed, but the stimulation she received seemed even greater, as evidenced by her intense kisses and the increasing pressure on her hands.

Time passed by unnoticed, and my attention was completely focused on Lao Er and Ya, forgetting everything else around me. I only knew that I had to complete this sweet, joyful, yet rather tiring task.

Just as I was about to give in and climax, hoping that Ya would reach her climax first, Ya finally let out a long "Ah!" Her ten sharp fingers almost dug into my flesh, making me cry out in pain. But at the same time, I felt a gush of hot liquid gushing out from the top of my penis, which must have been her vaginal fluid, proving that Ya had reached her climax. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relaxed. My penis, which had been suppressed to its limit, also ejaculated, finally completing my first time perfectly.

We lay on the dining table to rest for a while before I slowly got up, pulled the still weak Ya up, helped her sit up, and said with a smile, "It was alright, wasn't it?"

Ya rolled her eyes at me: "You got the biggest advantage, and you're still saying what? But that feeling was really good." After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh, and that seductive look was something I had never seen before, which made me unable to resist hugging her and kissing her again.

After catching her breath, Ya punched me a few times: "Did you want me to suffocate? Eat up, the food I made is getting cold. Let's talk after we finish eating."

I could tell from her expression that she meant we could continue after dinner, so I quickly picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her: "Okay, okay, my good wife."

Ya accepted it with a smile, but then punched me again: "Who's your wife? You're pushing your luck! You're so annoying!" I let her punch me, waiting to finish the meal before going into the room with her to continue our happy activities.

[The End]

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