[The woman beside me: A passionate young woman from Wuhan]

I really should thank the Sichuan-East Gas Pipeline project. It not only allowed me to meet a pure and innocent girl like Xiao Zhou from Yichang, but

also many women from different provinces, including Ning, a young woman from Wuhan.

Wuhan has a transit station for us; a transit station is where goods or raw materials from various places

stop briefly before being transported to other parts of the country. My job didn't originally require me to come here, but coincidentally, another

colleague fell ill, so I temporarily filled in for him on this business trip. Of course, I was willing to do it myself, since

Wuhan is only a four-hour drive from Yichang. If I had more time, I would like to visit Yichang again;

the girl I've been longing for lives there.

I arrived at Hankou Station early in the morning, and a car from the transfer station was already waiting for me. (You might be wondering why

a car would pick me up. Well, firstly, the head of the transfer station is a deputy director-level official, while I'm only a section chief; secondly, I'm

from headquarters, so I'm basically on equal footing with their top official. Although a section chief is nothing at headquarters, he's

still a leader in the local area.) A director in charge of logistics—I later learned her name was

Ning—warmly took me to what was supposedly a popular alley for breakfast, and then

escorted me to an office specially prepared for me.

"Section Chief Wang (Damn, when did I become a section chief? This shows that the hierarchical concept is still very strong in state-owned enterprises

). This is what I personally prepared for you yesterday. Are you satisfied?" she said, somewhat self-satisfied.

"Very good, very good, thank you for your hard work," I replied without even looking at it. Did I need to look? Even if it wasn't good, I had to

say it was good.

"Hehe, you're too kind. You go ahead and get busy. The station chief and secretary went to inspect the warehouse this morning

and won't be back until the afternoon. I'm right next door, so just let me know if you need anything." Well,

just , I thought to myself, and replied politely, "Thank you, thank you. I've troubled you a lot these past few days. I

don't have anything else to do here. Call me when the station leaders get back; I'll go pay my respects to our 'parent official.'

" A small joke made her laugh. "Section Chief Wang, you really know how to tell jokes! What 'parent official'?

You guys from above can't compare! Okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'll call you for lunch."

Busy? With the leaders not around, what am I supposed to be busy with? Whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate display, the leaders were all

away, and a boring morning passed by chatting online.

Ning originally wanted to eat out with me for lunch, but I wanted to experience the local culture, so I insisted on

eating in the cafeteria. As a result, I stood out among the large group of people in blue work uniforms, being the odd one out in a suit and tie.

I spent the entire lunch break under everyone's curious gazes. To avoid such an awkward situation in the future,

after lunch I asked Ning to find me a work uniform, so at least I wouldn't be so conspicuous.

Near the end of the workday, the station manager and secretary finally returned, their hair and faces covered in dust,

clearly having been on a serious work trip.

After a few pleasantries, I went straight to the point and stated the purpose of my trip: to conduct on-site inspections

of all , focusing on those with a capacity of over one million tons, to prepare for the transportation of materials for the project. True to

their expertise, the two leaders immediately reported the distribution of docks and stations in Wuhan, telling me that after eliminating those

that were insufficiently large or had extremely inconvenient transportation, only a few places met the requirements. I was very touched that

they immediately decided to assign me a car to assist with my work.

At the enthusiastic invitation of the two leaders, we had dinner at a wild game restaurant. The food was plentiful, with many

wild game dishes I didn't recognize, and I guessed it was quite expensive. Ning and another director in charge of external relations accompanied us. At the table, I

finally understood why these two women were called "generals"—their drinking was terrifying. They

downed a glass of Baiyunbian (a famous local liquor in Hubei, as renowned as Daohuaxiang, which I personally think is superior) in no time, their boldness

chilling me to the bone. I'm not good at drinking, and after a few rounds, my face was flushed, I was dizzy, and my heart was racing. I

barely managed to finish the meal when the two leaders enthusiastically invited me to go to karaoke, saying it would help me sober up.

Good heavens, is this how you sober up? Unable to refuse their hospitality, I staggered along with them to

a karaoke bar not far from the restaurant.

As soon as we entered, a manager came over to greet us warmly. Judging from their familiarity, they must have been there many times before.

After settling into the private room, the waiters brought out red wine, beer, Sprite, and a plethora of snacks in rapid succession. I felt the effects

of the alcohol rising within me; though my mind was perfectly clear, my actions couldn't keep up with my thoughts. I excused myself and half-reclined on the sofa,

listening to their loud singing.

Ning thoughtfully poured me a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of me. Through my hazy, drunken eyes, I saw

a pair of slender, white hands holding the teacup. Moving up the hands, I saw softly curved shoulders. Without

the cover of her oversized work clothes, her full, erect breasts seemed about to burst free from the confines of her sweater, a large lotus flower

trembling slightly at its peak, as if nodding in greeting. Her face, flushed from the alcohol, appeared even more alluring

under .

"If you can't drink, don't drink so much. You're making yourself uncomfortable," she said softly from her red lips

, her concerned, half reproachful, her smiling eyes radiating a thousand charms. I stared at her blankly, completely

forgetting to take the teacup from her hand. My infatuated gaze deepened the blush on the young woman's face. She lowered

her head shyly, then raised the cup again: "Section Chief Wang, please have some tea!"

I was startled, snapping out of my daze, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

"Oh, oh, thank you. I drank too much, I was out of it." I took the teacup and took a large gulp to cover my embarrassment.

The scalding tea made me spit it out with a "pfft," but thankfully, in the heat of the moment, I turned my head away, preventing it from landing

on Ning; otherwise, the embarrassment would have been even greater.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't tell you it was hot water," Ning apologized hastily, then quickly handed

me a Sprite. I took it and gulped it down, hoping the icy drink would cool my burning mouth, but I

choked again and started coughing uncontrollably, breaking out in a sweat. Ning

frantically my back and grabbed tissues to wipe my mouth. Luckily, the others were busy singing to their screens,

and the music was loud, so they didn't notice what was happening. Once the coughing subsided and I was drenched in sweat, even

the drunkenness seemed to have lessened considerably.

Ning sang a few songs, but unfortunately, she was tone-deaf and off-key, so her singing was really nothing to brag about.

"Hey Xiao Wang, what are you doing here? Why aren't you singing?" It seems the stationmaster's alcohol tolerance

isn't much better than mine; his tone has completely lost the politeness he showed at the dinner table, now sounding like an old friend.

It seems alcohol really does help quickly bridge the gap between people.

Feeling the effects of the alcohol have worn off considerably, and having heard their voices, I confidently chose

"Silence is Golden." This song has not only saved me from awkward situations many times before, but it also won me a lot of

applause.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished choosing, Ning excitedly said to me, "How did you know this is my favorite song?" Good

heavens , how would I know? It was just a coincidence.

The music started, and I sang while pacing back and forth, looking around without paying any attention to the screen prompts. This is

a skill I've honed through countless repetitions, giving me a star-like presence. Plus, my clear and standard Cantonese (I'm originally from

Guangzhou, so of course my pronunciation is perfect, though they probably wouldn't notice if it wasn't perfect), and I received a

standing ovation after only a few lines. Ning clapped enthusiastically, her face beaming with smiles. Throughout the song, I felt her

gaze never leave me, a particularly focused gaze.

The guests and hosts parted on a pleasant note, and Ning escorted me to the hotel I had booked. As I left, I thought I saw

a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

My sweet sleep was interrupted by the phone ringing: "Hello, Section Chief Wang, sorry to disturb your rest, it's time to come down for breakfast

," Ning's sweet voice reached my ears.

"Oh? What time is it?" I was still groggy.

"Eight o'clock, I'll wait for you in the lobby,"

she said. I hung up and quickly dressed, washed up, grabbed my briefcase, and rushed downstairs.

Today, she wore a purplish-red woolen suit, with a white lace-trimmed blouse underneath

that concealed her full breasts, and black high boots. With each step, her shapely hips and slender waist were accentuated, radiating

a mature charm unique to young women. Her long, wavy hair framed a delicate face lightly made up,

highlighting her bright eyes and white teeth, exuding charm and allure. Her captivating smile and flirtatious glances were in no way inferior to the proprietress, Ah Chun (

who is Ah Chun? Go home and watch "A Native of Beijing in New York").

Strictly resisting the urge to devour her, we entered the hotel's buffet breakfast. Everything

was pretty much the same , but not bad. While eating, I suddenly remembered, "Hey? What brings you here today? Aren't you at work?"

"The stationmaster said I needed to come and assist you. What, you're not happy about it?"

"Oh dear, how could I? A driver is fine. I wouldn't dare trouble you!"

"I told the stationmaster that the driver only knows how to drive and doesn't know anything about the docks. In the end, you'll still have to

ask us, right? Anyway, I don't have anything to do at the station these days, so I might as well help you get things done. The higher-ups will be satisfied too."

"Heh heh, I never knew you had such a knack for currying favor with your superiors!" I joked, but a thought

struck me as I pondered the meaning behind her words.

She smiled but didn't say anything.

After breakfast, we went out and got into the car. I was surprised to find that she was driving. "Oh? You can drive?"

"What? Worried? Don't worry, I'm an experienced driver."

Ning's help was indeed extraordinary. She knew all the places, and we didn't waste any time. At each location,

she was the one who led the way. She was a local, and with the prestigious name of Sinopec, plus the fact that

we deliver money (transporting goods through the station and dock naturally required payment, and it wasn't cheap), and my

identity as someone from the group's Beijing headquarters, I received a warm welcome everywhere I went. They answered all my questions without reservation, and I

quickly gathered firsthand information. Besides, as their "money man," I also received quite a few gifts,

mostly the local famous cigarette brand, Yellow Crane Tower, mostly soft packs of "Full Sky Star" costing three or four hundred yuan a carton. Since they weren't

paying out of their own pockets, and although I don't like flue-cured tobacco, I was happy to accept them. Back at the transit station, I immediately distributed them to the station manager and secretary,

naturally earning unanimous praise.

With Ning's help, I completed a week's worth of work in just four days. What pleased me most was that in those

four days, I not only completed the tasks assigned by my superiors but also gained a deeper understanding of Ning.

That evening, after finishing the work, I treated Ning to dinner at the hotel's Western restaurant to express my gratitude. We chatted quietly during the meal,

and I made the most of my verbal skills, launching into a long, rambling spiel about everything under the sun, from ancient times to the present, which made Ning laugh out loud

every now and then .

In the flickering candlelight, the red wine cast a faint blush on our faces. Seeing that it was

getting late, I suggested taking her home. As we walked out of the hotel, she said she didn't want to take a car, but wanted to walk,

a hint of displeasure clearly showing on her face. We strolled slowly along the road, chatting casually, surrounded by bright neon lights

and the endless stream of cars.

"Are you really leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll go to the station this morning to say goodbye and thank my superiors, then head to the airport. There are plenty of flights; I

can buy my ticket when I get there."

Hearing my words, her expression grew even more melancholic, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. She

said wistfully, "I wish I had met you sooner." Before I could react, she hailed a taxi,

opened the door paused, then turned back and said, "I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I won't be able to see you off." With that

, she got into the car and disappeared into the sea of lights.

I stood there, stunned, unable to process what she had just said. As I walked back, lost in thought, her focused

gaze when I sang, the tone of her voice when she handed me the teacup, the gradually growing intimacy she showed me these past few days,

her stories about herself and her family, her expression when she knew I was leaving, the reason she didn't see me off, and the tone of her voice when she said those words—all these images

flashed rapidly through my mind. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind

: this young woman liked me! I

checked the time; less than ten minutes had passed. She definitely wasn't home yet. Without further ado, I pulled out my phone

and dialed her number.

"Hello, what's up?" She recognized me from the caller ID, but there was no greeting, no formality,

just a direct question. It seemed my guess was pretty accurate.

"Oh, it's like this. I suddenly remembered I still have some things to finish. I can't leave tomorrow.

Could you pick me up in the morning? I'll have to trouble you to take me somewhere else." In that instant, the desire to conquer this young woman

made me forget Yichang, forget Xiao Zhou.

Men, ah.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at 8:30. Let's go out for breakfast." The voice was calm, without any hint of anything amiss, but I

already had the answer I needed.

"Thanks, see you tomorrow."

There was no reply; the call ended abruptly.

Haha, it seems my guess was completely correct. This young woman really likes me. Didn't she say she had family matters to attend to tomorrow

and wouldn't be working? How come she agreed without even a moment's hesitation when I asked for her help? It seems I won't be going to Yichang this time. Many details from mature women and married women novels on Sexex suddenly became clear in

my mind , and I immediately felt a surge of blood and swelling down there. Hmm, I've been holding back for several days; it's time to relax . 　　Back at the hotel, after showering, I brewed a cup of Wufeng green tea, lit a 3mg Zhongnanhai cigarette, sat on the sofa , and began to sort out Ning's situation. 　　Ning is thirty-one years old this year. She married a neighbor, a man three years her senior, when she was twenty-two. Two years later, she had a daughter. Her husband and in-laws initially treated her well, but the birth of her daughter drastically reduced her status in the family. For years, she has been extremely careful in her conduct, afraid of making any mistakes. Even so, her mother-in-law frequently makes sarcastic remarks and nitpicks. 　　Her husband is an honest and dutiful man; faced with his mother's criticisms of his wife, he dares not argue back and can only offer private comfort. 　　Living in such a family, it's easy to imagine her becoming depressed. To make matters worse, five years ago, her husband , with the help of others, found a job as a long-haul truck driver to earn more money. Although his salary doubled, he could only be home for about a week a month, and the couple rarely saw each other. Now, even comfort is gone; she cries almost every night while holding her daughter. 　　Putting all this together, it's not hard to understand why she likes me: we're about the same age, I have a good job, I'm decent-looking, I'm witty, and I'm a million times more considerate than men from the South. I tossed and turned, planning tomorrow's itinerary, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. 　　But with something on my mind, I woke up early; just after seven, I couldn't fall back asleep. I got up, washed, and dressed, trying to present myself in the best possible light for Ning. 　　I sat in the lobby waiting for her arrival. At 8:30, she appeared precisely on time. 　　Ning had clearly dressed up specially today. Her long, wavy hair was carefully styled , and she wore a pale white mid-length sweater with a plaid skirt, a wide light blue belt cinching her waist, emphasizing her slender figure. Combined with flesh-colored stockings and pure white knee-high boots, she looked like a pure, innocent girl from a 1970s novel, transported to the present day. Her lightly made-up, mature face and unusually full breasts revealed her true identity. Her youthful attire and mature body were a perfect blend ! 　　"Where are we having breakfast?" 　　"Let's go out; we've been eating at the hotel for days." 　　Amidst the surprised and envious glances of those around us, we got into the car and left the hotel. 　　While eating breakfast, she asked me where I was going today. I simply said three words: "Yellow Crane Tower." Seeing her surprised expression, I asked seriously, "As the host, shouldn't you take me sightseeing? I've already given up my return trip; shouldn't you take the risk?" My seriousness , clearly confusing her. She hesitated and asked, "Don't you have to work today?" Seeing her bewildered expression, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. She immediately realized I'd tricked her, but still asked, puzzled, "So you're not going back today?" "Because someone doesn't want me to leave," I said, staring intently at her. I know the power of my gaze. More than one woman has told me that my eyes are special, conveying a mischievous yet infinitely warm look, with a powerful penetrating quality that makes them fall in love with them. Whether it's really that effective, I don't know, but my gaze is definitely very effective . 　　Sure enough, under my gaze, Ning's cheeks quickly flushed, and her eyes seemed to glisten with tears. She quickly lowered her head, then looked up again after a moment, gently saying to me, "Have you eaten? We 'll go now." 　　A day is short. With her company, I climbed the Yellow Crane Tower, visited the old arsenal, admired the Yangtze River Bridge, and sampled the snacks in Hubu Alley. Our relationship heated up rapidly, like a blazing fire. It was nearly noon when we descended the Yellow Crane Tower. The crowds were immense, and I, worried she might get jostled , put my arm around her shoulder. Unexpectedly, she pressed herself against me, one hand encircling my waist. As we descended, I hesitated whether to continue holding her, but she tightened her embrace and led me towards the parking lot. 　　For the rest of the day, we walked arm in arm like lovers. Although neither of us uttered a single romantic word, our actions spoke volumes. I knew we had to get back early that afternoon; the hotel bed was our true paradise for the day. 　　It was already four in the afternoon when we got back to the hotel room. My legs were a little sore; anyone would have sore legs after walking arm in arm like that all day. 　　"Are you tired? Why don't you take a hot shower and relax? I'll go order some food from the restaurant. Don't , just rest for a while," I said to her. 　　"Okay, don't order too much. I ate too much at noon, I don't have an appetite now," she said lazily. 　　I took the room key and went downstairs. I ordered a few side dishes and a bottle of red wine at the restaurant, then sat in the lobby and smoked a cigarette. I guessed she had finished showering before returning to the room. She was already dressed and sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw me come in , her face turned red again, her smiling eyes full of shyness. She sat there fiddling with the remote control, changing channels every three seconds without even realizing it. 　　"Finished showering? I'll go shower too, I'm really tired today." Not wanting to make her feel awkward, I said and went into the bathroom without waiting for her reply. 　　The hot water felt wonderful on my skin; it seemed like every pore on my body was opening up. How should I begin? I wondered to myself. Being too hasty might scare her, but taking my time was best; time was limited, and she had to go home in a few hours. Lost in thought, I realized I'd been showering for twenty minutes. "Hey, why are you taking so long?"

"Huh? More troublesome than a woman." Her voice came in. If I didn't make a decision soon, things would get complicated . Thinking about

how she looked today, I made a decision that even I was afraid of afterwards.

After drying myself off, I deliberately didn't wear anything and called out, "There's a t-shirt on my bedside table, could you

get it for me?"

A few seconds later, she gently knocked on the door. I opened it a crack, and a hand holding my shirt

reached in. I grabbed my shirt, and of course, her hand, and pulled hard.

Anyone who frequently stays in hotels knows that guest room bathroom doors usually

open inwards to save space. Caught off guard by my sudden, forceful pull, a soft body appeared with a startled "Ah!" She

stumbled and fell in, landing right into my long-planned embrace.

At first, Ning thought I had really messed up, and she swayed, trying desperately to steady herself. But when

a man held her tightly, she understood completely. Her

heart pounded at my boldness, she felt weak at the thought of finally being embraced by the man she loved, and she blushed at the hardness of his

erection In her panic, she closed her eyes, afraid to see this embarrassing and shameful scene.

Seeing the beautiful young woman in my arms close her eyes instead of pushing me away, I knew my decision was right.

Before she could fully process what was happening, I kissed her deeply.

A soft moan, seemingly emanating from the depths of her heart, drifted out through her nose as a pair of pink arms

coiled around my neck like a snake.

She was, after all, a mature young woman; her kissing skills were incredibly adept. One moment she'd probe my mouth, exploring

back and forth, the next she'd pull back, enticing my tongue to roam freely within her mouth. Her breathing grew faster

and heavier, her body increasingly limp; if I hadn't held her tightly, she would have slid to the floor. Suddenly, I remembered the floor

was still wet; if her clothes got wet, she wouldn't be able to explain it when we got home. Thinking this, our lips were still

kissing , so I added a bit of force, carrying and dragging her to the bedside, where we tumbled onto it.

The warm, air-conditioned hotel room was different from the cold, damp room in Yichang, and the thirty-one-year-old mature woman

was different from a naive, inexperienced girl. With Ning's half-hearted cooperation, our two hot, burning bodies

quickly became intimately entwined.

Ning had a slender figure and a disproportionately large bust, even... Lying flat on her back, her

breasts, full like two inverted bowls, were slightly tilted to the sides, appearing to have sagged

and lost their firmness. Having absorbed the saliva of her husband and daughter, her nipples had turned a dark brown, now swollen and

erect, rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her waist remained slender, but her lower abdomen was no longer as flat as a young girl's;

a thin layer of fat had accumulated under her skin, making her lower abdomen slightly protruding, soft and

smooth to the touch like breasts. Thick, dark pubic hair concealed her honeyed vulva

, a source of ecstasy for all men. If it weren't for the bright white stretch marks on her lower abdomen and inner thighs, she would have a perfect body.

Reaching out, she cupped her full breasts; they were soft and slippery to the touch, predictably too large to grasp

entirely—at least a C-cup! Haha, she'd struck gold!

Two fingers pinched her swollen nipples, like two large dates, and slowly rubbed them, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. Ning's

body immediately began to twist and turn uncontrollably, her hips thrusting upwards as if to welcome... She made soft

"mmm" sounds, one hand around my neck, the other sliding down my body to my crotch,

grasping my rock-hard penis and skillfully stroking it. My glans slid in and out of the foreskin, her

thumb gently circling the tip. I was already aroused, producing a clear, sticky

fluid; her fingers sliding down my penis only intensified the stimulation.

Waves of intense pleasure surged from my groin, and I almost couldn't hold back any longer. Her

actions told me of her desire. I freed one hand and reached down to her crotch, touching the slippery fluid. Ning

was ready for my thrust. Without hesitation, I pulled a pillow under her buttocks,

straddled her, and put my tongue in her mouth. My rock-hard penis rose, and I thrust all the way in!

Making love with an innocent young girl requires considering her feelings, even though she also craves a man's

passionate, whirlwind love. However, if a young girl's heart and body aren't properly opened up from the beginning, and she isn't

psychologically prepared to endure it, and her body isn't sufficiently aroused and lubricated, then immediately engaging in vigorous thrusting

can often cause her immense physical pain, leading to strong psychological resistance and ultimately failure.

Mature women, on the other hand, have been exposed to men for many years, especially after childbirth,

making them more open-minded psychologically and physically eager for men. Ning is currently in such a

stage; excessive gentleness might leave her unsatisfied. So, after a brief pause

to feel the tightness and temperature of her vagina, I began thrusting forcefully, each withdrawal leaving only the head of my penis

inside, each entry pushing to the limit, as if trying to pierce her.

Unlike Xiao Zhou's tight, youthful vagina, Ning's vagina, having already given birth, was slightly looser.

With the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, my penis moved in and out exceptionally smoothly.

"Ah..." She let out a satisfied and joyful sound, like someone who hadn't seen water for a month

suddenly jumping in and touching it!

Her body arched back, twisting desperately, uttering incredibly pleasurable and lewd sounds: "Ah

...ah...so good...ah..."

I knelt up, lifted Ning's waist, raising her buttocks off the bed, and thrust forcefully into her fleshy hole.

With each thrust, the pink flesh inside her hole was continuously pulled out, her juices soaking my penis and

flowing down her thighs. The friction between my penis and her hole made a "sizzling" sound. A sound.

Ning was in a frenzy; it seemed she hadn't experienced a man's thick penis in far too long. Her full buttocks

traced curves in the air with each thrust, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth emitting almost incessant

moans of "ah ah." Her mouth was wide open, her rapid breathing seemingly providing little air to her lungs; each

impact created a small explosion within her body.

Fine beads of sweat covered our entire bodies. I gripped Ning's buttocks tightly, making my penis rub intensely against the tender flesh inside her vagina.

The fiery heat, the tight embrace of her vagina, Ning's cries of pleasure almost suffocated me.

Ning's lower abdomen and chest arched upwards repeatedly as I thrust into her, and she moaned incessantly. Soon, her vagina

contracted sharply, trying to suck my penis deep inside. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her legs gripping

my hips as if she wanted me to flatten her. Ning's orgasm was intense and prolonged,

bringing me overwhelming pleasure. I pressed myself against her, kissing her, and began to speed up to match her climax.

Soon, I gasped, "I can't hold on any longer." There was no reply, but she held me even tighter,

her legs wrapped tightly around my lower back, agreeing to my request with her actions.

At that moment, I had no other thoughts but to thrust in and out of Ning's body, feeling wave after wave of intense pleasure

surging entire being. The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping together, Ning's soft

moans, and my heavy breathing. Ning's body convulsed, the pleasure from the movement of my penis almost making her

think she was dying. She gasped for breath, crying out, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, ah... ah...!"

My hands no longer supported me, gripping her breasts tightly, my body completely pressed against hers,

thrusting into her honeypot at the maximum frequency I could muster.

Ning felt the pain of her breasts being pinched, but the small

explosions , surged together, pain and pleasure so intensely felt to her. Her vagina spasmed,

contracting violently, her body twisting incessantly, a scream escaping her lips, her vaginal contractions reaching

their limit , a gush of vaginal fluid gushing out, splashing onto my penis. Her second orgasm came so quickly,

even more intensely than the first.

I felt her vagina tightly gripping my penis, a surge of heat washing over my glans, and an immediate surge of pleasure erupted.

With all my might, I thrust my penis deep into Ning's vagina. My burning heat shot into Ning's body along with my semen.

The impact of the semen sent Ning's body bouncing off the bed and falling back down. A blur of light flashed before her eyes, and tears welled in her eyes.

Our climax lasted a long time. After ejaculating, my body collapsed weakly onto Ning's, and

we embraced tightly. We kissed, savoring the afterglow of our climax. Our breathing gradually subsided until it disappeared

completely , and the room was filled with the scent of our vaginal fluids.

My penis still wanted to continue feeling the woman's warm, moist flesh, but it helplessly shrank and softened, being

squeezed out by her. A stream of hot, sticky fluid quickly flowed to our point of contact. Looking up at Ning's flushed

face , I couldn't

help but smile gently: "You're so charming." Ning looked at me with loving eyes, her small hands stroking my firm back.

"You know, I knew this would happen from the first moment I saw you. I'm so content now, you're

a gift from heaven."

"I'm willing to be drained by you!" My words moved her, and she hugged me tightly again.

Having finally regained some strength, my lower body felt sticky and uncomfortable, and the sheets were soaked; I had

to take them off .

"Shall we shower together?" I asked her.

"Yeah, but I'm too weak. Help me up." Her coquettish tone made it impossible for me to refuse.

Pulling her up, I noticed her breasts were much larger than when she was lying down, easily a D cup, but

unfortunately, they sagged terribly, like two small sacks of flour swaying in front of her chest. Resisting

the urge to ask her anything, we walked into the bathroom, arm in arm.

I really wanted to soak in the bathtub, but I was too scared to get in the hotel tub. Luckily, the showerhead was big enough,

and the water was hot enough; the discomfort on my skin quickly disappeared, and my strength returned considerably.

Ning quickly washed herself clean, then carefully lathered my entire body with shower gel and gently

began .

She washed me meticulously, her soft little hands tracing every inch of my skin.

When she reached my groin, seeing my now limp penis, she playfully smacked it and said, "

Why aren't you being naughty now?" I was enjoying the moment with my eyes closed when suddenly my glans stung. Opening my eyes, I was met with her flushed

face and aroused eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and my body stirred again; my large penis

began to harden once more.

Feeling my penis rise again, she said with slight surprise, "You're amazing!"

"I can't help it, with you here, I can't help but be naughty!" I began to tease her.

"No, no," she said, sounding a little scared, "You're too strong, you made me

feel !"

Holding my increasingly swollen and hard penis, feeling my surging desire, she looked up at me, kissed me on

the cheek and said, "Don't move, darling, I'll make you feel good." Then she

kissed her way down my neck, chest, and lower abdomen, all the way to that crucial spot.

She knelt in front of me, grasped my thick, erect penis with both hands, tilted her head back

, opened her lips, and pressed them against the cleft between my buttocks, swallowing the entire scrotum and sucking it.

She licked the scrotum, moving the two testicles inside. After a while, she stuck out her tongue,

licking rapidly from the scrotum up the penis, all the way

to and swallowed it whole.

She began to move her head up and down, sucking and spitting out the thick penis, letting it move in and out of her mouth.

She reached out and touched the scrotum hanging between my legs, gently kneading it in her palm. Another hand

slid across my body, caressing my groin, thighs, and buttocks, while her fingers lightly probed my anus. The intense

stimulation made my penis grow even harder.

Sometimes she would suck

and spit out , wrapping it around the thick shaft, licking from the base all the way up to the glans. Sometimes

she would swallow the penis from above, sucking on the glans while using her tongue to tease the small opening at the tip.

After a while, she would turn it horizontally, holding it in her mouth with both lips, sliding it up and down with

her tongue , or grasping the lower half of the penis and pulling it up and down while sucking and

spitting out the upper half.

I watched her sucking and teasing between my legs, waves of

intoxicating pleasure rising from my penis, which she was playing with in her mouth. The intense pleasure almost made me tremble.

I cried out. Her small mouth made my penis and lower abdomen tighten in waves, my breathing rapid and heavy

.

Hearing my panting, she quickened her mouth and tongue's movements, her hands kneading

the lower half of my penis, stroking my scrotum, while her head moved up and down, forcefully sucking on

the upper half penis, quickly swallowing and spitting it out of her mouth, her tongue trembling and swirling around, licking and rolling the thick

, hot shaft.

With the intensified, extreme pleasure and lip and tongue stimulation emanating from her mouth, my

heavy breathing from my mouth and nose almost turned into a roar. My penis

throbbed and swelled uncontrollably in her mouth, the muscles of my lower abdomen, buttocks, and perineum twitching and trembling. I

couldn't help arch my back, bend forward, close my legs, and cup her face between my legs. Raising my hips, I thrust my penis, which

her mouth and tongue were sucking, swallowing, and licking, into her mouth, throbbing and swelling with each throb

.

With increasingly heavy and loud breathing, the muscles of my lower abdomen, buttocks, and thighs suddenly clenched and trembled

involuntarily . My penis, being swallowed and thrust in her mouth, suddenly went out of control, throbbing

, convulsing violently. Then, with a heavy sigh, I roared, and a gush of hot semen shot out from the head of my penis

.

Upon seeing this, she gasped and immediately opened her mouth wide, grasping my ejaculating penis. She thrust her tongue into the base of the penis in her mouth

, rapidly licking and swirling it, wrapping it around the shaft spraying semen, as if trying to drain me dry. 　　Amidst the intense spasms of my body and the extreme pleasure she was igniting, I gasped and roared, thrusting my thick, semen-laden penis into her mouth repeatedly, the hot semen shooting . 　　After a series of violent ejaculations in her mouth, I exhaled a long breath, relaxing . My penis, still inside her mouth, was filled with my semen. 　　She looked up at me, opened her mouth, showing me the mouth full of white semen, then spat it out. She then extended her tongue and gently licked the still throbbing, swollen penis a few times, before taking it into her mouth, slowly swallowing and licking it up and down with her tongue until it softened and shrank. 　　We lay back in bed, embracing each other, and the extreme comfort and exhaustion made us fall asleep without realizing it. 　　A gentle "ding-dong" of the doorbell woke the sleeping couple. Looking at the clock, it was already 6:30. " Get up , darling, you've been sleeping for forty minutes. The restaurant's bringing the food," I said, pinching her nose as I wrapped myself in the hotel yukata. 　　I opened the door, signed the bill, declined the room service, and pushed the trolley in myself. Ning was up too. Looking at her in the yukata, the sash not yet tied, her large breasts partially exposed, her hair slightly disheveled, her eyes still sleepy, and a lingering blush on her face, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Was she a mistress? A resentful woman? Or a slut? I really couldn't figure it out, and there was no need to. 　　The aroma of the food silenced our conversation as we wolfed down our food. In less than twenty minutes, all the plates were empty. We pushed the food cart outside, sat on the sofa, poured a glass of red wine, and Ning, with a seductive smile, nestled into my lap. 　　Women are strange; once they've had sexual relations with a man, they have no inhibitions. The most lewd words, the most wanton actions, the most private topics—they can all be said, done, and discussed in front of this man. 　　It turned out that ever since Ning's husband started working as a long-haul truck driver, he was like a hungry wolf every time he came home. No matter the time or what was going on, he would always drag Ning to bed first, not stopping until he ejaculated two or three times. 　　Ning knew her honest and dutiful husband wouldn't dare to stray. A strong man in his thirties would be away for ten or twenty days at a time, and he was incredibly aroused. She felt it was her duty as a wife to fulfill her obligations, so initially she flattered him fervently, even though she had no interest and her body wasn't ready. Her dry vagina was often swollen and painful from the constant thrusting. Over time, her body couldn't take it anymore, and sometimes she would beg her husband to give her . 　　When they first got married, Ning was a naive young girl. To enhance their intimacy, her husband somehow acquired many pornographic DVDs. At night, the couple often watched DVDs while making love. In less than six months, Ning had developed a set of skills that drove men crazy, especially her mouth. Without using her hands, she could make her husband ejaculate with just her mouth. Before, her husband had to beg her, and she could only give him pleasure once when she was in a good mood. She thought that now she could satisfy her husband with this skill and reduce her own suffering, but unexpectedly, her husband had been pent up for too long. Every time he ejaculated orally, he was not satisfied and wanted to continue, and Ning suffered just as much . Gradually, she developed a repulsion towards sex, and consequently, towards her husband. Every time her husband came home, the couple would argue endlessly. 　　Just a few days before I arrived in Wuhan, her husband returned. As usual, he pulled her into the house as soon as she got home from work. When his hard penis pierced her still-unwet vagina like a sharp dagger , the unbearable pain made her scream. She kicked him off the bed. Her husband stood there stunned for a while, then suddenly jumped back onto the bed, cursing. He, who had never been violent towards Ning before, was now like a raging beast, punching and kicking her. If her in-laws hadn't heard her screams and come to check, Ning felt she would have been beaten to death that day. 　　That day, her mother-in-law, unusually, didn't scold Ning, but just kept sighing. Faced with her father's scolding, her husband slammed the door and left, never to return. The day after I arrived in Wuhan, Ning's father-in-law called her husband's workplace and learned that he had already left for work. 　　I appeared just when she was at her most emotionally distressed. My handsome face, humorous conversation, extensive knowledge , superb social skills, and unintentional thoughtfulness towards women (please don't throw bricks at me, this is what she said, not me) sparked a glimmer of hope in her heart. Compared to this man, her husband was so vulgar, uneducated, and unambitious. Although he was honest and hardworking, he had been completely overshadowed by the domestic violence he had suffered.

Listening to her tearful lament, a surge of pity rose in my heart. I knew her situation was just

a microcosm of millions of families in China. Ning's husband endured his loneliness and physical desires, tirelessly toiling on

endless . The harsh reality had shaped his simple and brutal nature. As a woman, Ning needed a man's

caresses and tender affection. Who could say her request was excessive? The cruel reality created their tragedy, and I

was powerless to change it…

“Look at me, what am I rambling on about?” She suddenly snapped out of her tirade, looking

embarrassed .

I was speechless. I put down my wine glass and hugged her tightly. She hugged me back, her hands

stroking my back, and our lips met again. Our

body temperature rose rapidly, our breathing became rapid and heavy, and soft

moans of “Mmm…mmm…” came from her nose. My penis began to awaken, but it was held tightly in her arms, preventing it from fully erect, and

it hurt a little.

My desire, transmitted through her bathrobe, reached her. She looked up at me tenderly and said, "Thank you.

Today, you've shown me the joy of being a woman. I'm satisfied, both physically and emotionally. I know we

don't have a tomorrow, so I want to cherish this day. My only regret is not giving you my virginity."

After a moment's hesitation, she continued, as if making a decision, "But luckily, I still have one more place. I'll give it to you."

With that, she stood up, removed her bathrobe, walked to the bed, spread her legs, bent over, and braced herself against

the edge of the bed , her large buttocks facing me, her genitals completely exposed.

Shame on me! My brain completely froze. I didn't understand what she meant and just

sat there dumbfounded!

Seeing that I didn't move, she came over, put her arms around my neck, and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you want it or can't you?"

Suddenly, she grabbed my erection. "It seems like you don't want it, so you don't want it?"

"No," I replied a little embarrassedly, "I just didn't understand what you meant."

"Sweet potato!" (Hehe, Wuhan dialect. "Sweet potato" means a person who is dense and

doesn't understand, a fool.)

Seeing my clueless look, she smiled and said shyly, "Don't you know a woman has

three holes? You used two of them just now, and this last one, no one has used it before, so I'm giving it to you today."

A wolf is a wolf; the initial感动 (feeling of being touched) was quickly replaced by desire. The crazy, lewd scenes with Xiao Zhou suddenly

flooded my mind, and my blood rushed to my head. I pulled Ning into the bathroom and pressed her against

the sink . The bright light shone on us, and the large mirror showed two naked bodies intertwined.

Standing behind Ning, my engorged penis pointed directly at her buttocks. I casually grabbed the lotion from the counter and

slowly poured it between Ning's buttocks. My right hand roamed over Ning's buttocks until

it was completely covered in lotion before I slowly inserted my middle finger into Ning's anus. Ning's anus instinctively resisted the intrusion of

the foreign object , but with the lubrication of the lotion, my finger slid in easily. I felt

layers of tender flesh tightly gripping my invading finger, the warmth and tightness

even , which excited me even more. I couldn't help but begin to gently thrust and probe, while my left hand

caressed Ning's pink buttocks and thighs, occasionally rubbing the small pink pearl at the entrance of Ning's vagina. Before

long , honey-like fluid slowly flowed from Ning's vagina again, and my finger probing inside Ning's anus

gradually became slippery and smooth with the help of the lotion. Seeing that Ning's anus had become accustomed to the touch of my fingers, I couldn't

resist my impulse. I pulled my fingers out of Ning's anus and inserted my penis into her honey hole,

slowly thrusting in and out. I reached my hands to Ning's breasts and gently rubbed her hard nipples until Ning

's breathing became heavy again. Then I pulled my penis out. By this time, Ning was already burning with desire from my teasing.

I endured the tingling sensation in my penis and slowly squatted down, aiming at Ning's honey-drenched peach blossom secret hole, and

began to suck and lick wildly. Occasionally, I would move to her anus and gently lick the rosy bud. My hands would

gently wander and caress Ning's round buttocks and the cleft between her thighs, sometimes even

gently scraping the inside of her firm and tender thighs. Ning, unable to withstand such provocation, arched her back,

gripped , and cried out, "Ah...ah..." Her vagina gushed forth a torrent of fluid.

After a violent tremor, she collapsed, slumped onto the sink, only heavy, labored breathing remaining.

Seeing Ning reach another climax, utterly exhausted, I felt an overwhelming surge of desire. I guided my wet, thick

penis against her anus and slowly inserted it. As the large glans slowly slid in,

Ning arched her head high, her buttocks trembling as she welcomed my entry.

Unlike the vagina, the rectum of the anus is thin and convoluted, requiring extra care during initial development.

It 's crucial that the partner relax, otherwise the anal sphincter may tighten too much, causing injury during insertion. Although I had

explored with my fingers and used lotion and vaginal fluid for lubrication, it was still different from using my fingers, and I still found it difficult to penetrate.

However, in order to completely conquer Ning, I preferred to slowly develop Ning's erogenous zones, gradually leading her

into the world of lust rather than forcing myself on her.

Suppressing my burning desire, I began to slowly sway my hips, slowly squeezing my penis inch by inch into

Ning's anus. When I encountered slight resistance, I would withdraw my penis slightly before continuing to penetrate. It took quite

a bit of effort to finally insert my entire penis completely into Ning's anus. I felt my penis being

tightly wrapped by layers of warm, firm, tender flesh

, even warmer and tighter than inside Ning's vagina. Especially at the entrance, the tightness felt as if it would snap my penis in two, making me feel so comfortable that every

pore on my body opened up, and I almost couldn't control myself and started thrusting wildly. I paused for a moment, closed my eyes,

and lay on Ning's back, quietly enjoying the pleasure of penetration until the initial sensation subsided. Then I began to slowly thrust in and

out, parting Ning's cloud-like hair and gently kissing and licking her soft, pink neck and silky back. My hands

kneaded her breasts, and gradually, I felt my penis moving in and out more smoothly, without

diminishing the tightness and pleasure. The temperature inside Ning's anus was even higher than in her vagina, which

excited Unable to resist the intense pleasure, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, moving my hands further to...

The constant thrusting and teasing at her secret cave...

At this moment, Ning, under the torment of waves of tingling and itching, was still in a state of confusion. Ning only

felt a tight, throbbing urge to defecate in her lower body. She tried to get up, but felt weak and powerless all over. Her waist and hips

were held tightly by me, and she could not move at all. She could only let my hot, throbbing penis keep thrusting in and out of her

anus ...

I gripped Ning's pink buttocks tightly and thrust rapidly. Ning had never experienced such a scene before. She

panicked and was powerless to resist. Her heart was filled with fear, and two strings of crystal tears welled up and she couldn't help but cry

out : "Waaah... no... no... no... take it out..." The heroic posture of her previous self-sacrifice

had long since vanished. Her pitiful appearance was truly heartbreaking.

Seeing Ning's state, in order to completely conquer her, I didn't want to provoke her too much, so I temporarily

stopped my movements, but left my hot, thick penis inside Ning's anus, secretly channeling my inner energy to make

it throb continuously. My hands gently kneaded and twisted the tips of Ning's breasts and the nipples at the entrance of her vagina,

trying to arouse Ning's desire. I then leaned down and lay on Ning's back, gently licking and kissing her snow-white neck, slowly

kissing her ear, and taking Ning's small, fragrant earlobe into my mouth, sucking and licking it incessantly. Occasionally, I would stick my tongue into

her ear canal gently blow air, making Ning feel unbearably numb, her whole body hair stand on end, and she couldn't help but tremble,

moaning and panting. Before long, Ning could no longer resist the growing itch deep within her. Slowly,

her soft sobs were interspersed with a few seductive moans. Soon, she even felt

waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her violated rear, stimulated by my penis. This made her so ashamed that she

couldn't help but let out soft cries of "Ah...ah..." Ning's face flushed crimson, making her even more

beautiful and alluring.

Seeing that Ning was beginning to react to my teasing, I excitedly quickened my movements,

whispering in her ear, "Ning, don't be shy. I'll serve you well and make you

feel comfortable . Just enjoy it..." After saying that, I slowly withdrew my penis,

and just before it reached Ning's anus, I slowly inserted it again, beginning my slow and deliberate movements. My mouth and hands continued

to caress Ning's body with unrestrained pleasure.

Ning's body could not withstand my teasing. A wave of tingling and itching washed over her. The sensation from her rear was

slightly numb and itchy, which made Ning even more flustered. In addition, I continued to ravage her sensitive areas.

Before long, Ning's eyes were closed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and she was moaning. Her body trembled slightly, clearly showing that she was

filled with desire.

Ning lay limply on the washbasin, her body twitching slightly. Her long, flowing hair cascaded

across the bed, forming a beautiful curve from her fair back to her rounded hips and long, shapely legs.

Tiny beads of sweat glistened on her skin, making it appear even more lustrous. The sight of her made my mouth dry. Having just tasted Ning's chrysanthemum bud,

seeing her in this delicate and alluring state ignited a burning desire within me. I brushed aside the stray hairs on her back and

gently kissed her ear and neck. My hands slipped under her armpits, slowly kneading her breasts. Lost in ecstasy, Ning's starry

eyes slightly parted, a hint of spring in her lips. She unconsciously let out a soft moan, a satisfied smile on her face as she quietly

enjoyed my caresses. At that moment, Ning's skin was incredibly sensitive; her whole body trembled, and she moaned incessantly, unknowingly

sinking into the abyss of lust.

I longed to unleash

my desire with abandon, yet I feared upsetting Ning, so I had to suppress my burning lust and instead slowly and deliberately used a gentle, grinding motion. My penis was burning and painfully swollen.

Finally , I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled my penis out of Ning's anus with a "whoosh!" and, like a venomous snake emerging

from its hole, fiercely thrust into Ning's paradise. I unleashed a torrent of rapid, frenzied thrusts. Ning was already aroused by my teasing

, especially the unbearable emptiness and itching deep within her secret cave. My intense thrusting

caused Ning to scream involuntarily, her voice filled with boundless satisfaction. I saw Ning's

body convulsing uncontrollably under this onslaught, her mouth uttering lewd moans. I gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, my thrusts

showing no sign of abating. A series of rapid slapping sounds echoed as I penetrated her, causing Ning to moan and cry out. Her slender waist and pink buttocks swayed incessantly, like a long-awaited

woman responding to my thrusts. Before long, under this fierce onslaught, Ning's entire body

trembled violently, her hands gripping the edge of the table tightly, clearly about to reach her climax.

To give Ning the ultimate pleasure, I suppressed my urge to ejaculate and pulled my hot, hard penis out.

Instantly, a strong sense of emptiness surged through me, making Ning panic. Her mind went blank, and she kept

swaying and thrusting her round, white buttocks back and forth. With her beautiful, half-open, dreamy eyes, she turned back to me and

called out , "Ah...faster...no...faster...faster...I...I want..." She even reached out

to grab my penis, throwing everything else to the wind, pursuing only physical pleasure.

Seeing Ning's thirsty appearance, I remained unmoved. I tightly embraced Ning's slender waist,

my hot, hard penis rubbing against her buttocks. I looked down at Ning and said, "

How do I compare to your husband?" My hot penis pressed tightly against her buttocks, sending waves of tingling, numbness, and itching through Ning.

Unable to bear the intense emptiness and loss within her, she hurriedly replied, "You...you're amazing, hurry...I want

...I want...quick...give it to me...give it to me..." Seeing Ning's state, I aimed my glans at her honeyed

little hole , thrusting my hips forward and penetrating her.

"Oh..." A satisfied moan escaped her lips.

Waves while a ticklish, tingling sensation, like insects crawling, emanated from deep within her vagina. Only the thrusting of my penis

could quell the unbearable itch, bringing with it an even more intense, tingling pleasure. Ning's mind

went blank for a moment, feeling waves of exquisite pleasure surging over her, almost overwhelming her. Her body

trembled uncontrollably, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. It seemed she couldn't hold on much longer. So, I secretly channeled my inner energy, causing my penis

to vibrate incessantly, pressing the tip tightly against the tender flesh of Ning's vaginal opening. At the same time,

I reached out pinched Ning's large breasts with one hand, while the other hand kneaded and squeezed the tiny, pearl-like clitoris at the entrance of her vagina

. This instantly sent a jolt through Ning, her entire body convulsing and trembling, a powerful, tingling pleasure washing over her.

A surge of pleasure welled up inside Ning, causing her to feel dizzy and cry out, "Ah...ah..."

Seeing Ning trembling all over, moaning incessantly, and about to reach her climax again, I shifted my focus to her anus.

With the help of the previous lubrication and her own fluids, I easily entered Ning's chrysanthemum cave. This time, I

wasn't so polite. As soon as I entered, I began a rapid series of thrusts, inserting my left hand fingers into Ning's secret cave

, repeatedly thrusting and probing.

In no time, waves of pleasure emanated from her anus, coupled with my fingers constantly probing inside her peach blossom cave, and the gentle touches I gave her on her fair neck and jade back. The tender kisses and waves of

pleasure washed over Ning, who was finally completely immersed in the tide of lust...

Looking in the mirror, Ning's hair was disheveled, her slender waist was exposed, her long thighs

were as smooth as silk, and her soft and beautiful lines extended downwards. Her abdomen trembled slightly with my thrusts, and her crystal-clear

skin glowed with an excited pink, covered with fine beads of sweat. Her breasts appeared even

larger , and they swayed back and forth with my thrusts, drawing lewd arcs. Her eyes were half-closed, revealing

a hazy desire. Her small mouth was wide open, emitting continuous moans that inspired men. Her delicate face

, scorched by lust, had long lost its usual composure. Large patches of blush showed the mature young woman's thirst for

sex . I held her firm, high buttocks with both hands, quickly withdrawing and then thrusting in again.

The pleasure from her tight anus mixed with the grinding sensation in her rectum made Ning feel weak all over, her mouth wide open, emitting

moans of "Ah...ah...ah..."

I thrust in and out with wide, sweeping strokes, my hands stroking her plump, fleshy buttocks. Her deep

anus swallowed my thick, long penis to the very bottom, the anal muscles tightly gripping the base of my penis, layers of tender

flesh tightly surrounding my glans, the tingling sensation growing stronger and stronger.

Ning's tender, rosy anus was being thrust into by the thick penis. The plump, tender flesh of her anus was being

turned inside out and squeezed in with exaggerated movements. Ning was almost going crazy. A woman's body seems

so delicate, seemingly unable to withstand any ravages, but when it comes to sexual assault, even the strongest man, with

the most powerful physique, seems to have infinite endurance when faced with a woman's delicate and alluring body.

She was being pounded, her hair disheveled, her breasts and buttocks swaying back and forth, emitting lewd moans in her throat,

while desperately thrusting her body backward. The contact between their skin produced a "slap slap slap"

sound of flesh colliding, hoping to gain even greater pleasure. Each time the penis penetrated deeply into her anus,

the sensations of numbness, pain, fullness, and expulsion mixed together into an extremely strange pleasure.

She was completely immersed in the pleasure of being attacked. Each thrust of the penis pierced deep into

the center of her buttocks, causing ripples to spread across her smooth, white flesh. The pleasure

traveled from the point of contact between their genitals throughout their bodies. The extreme pleasure made me even more excited and powerful, while making Ning more languid and

powerless . Her beautiful body was soft, as if she could not withstand the fierce impact at any moment and would collapse. Yet,

she was able to withstand the hard entry and withdrawal each time. The repeated orgasms in their lower bodies had dominated all their emotions.

A comfortable, numbing pleasure rushed to the top of their heads. The two of them were perfectly coordinated in their intercourse.

As I began thrusting my hips back and forth, my penis pumping in and out

of her anus like it did in her vagina, I reached out and stroked her swollen clitoris. She immediately

writhed violently and groaned loudly, "Ouch! Ah... Ah...!"

I didn't stop, continuing to thrust into her anus, pressing and rubbing her clitoris with my thumb,

while also inserting my index and middle fingers into her vagina, and simultaneously stuffing the fingers of my other hand into her

mouth as she cried out.

Then I began to thrust my thick, hard penis in and out violently, penetrating her

anus , while pressing and rubbing her clitoris with one hand, inserting two fingers into her vagina,

and stuffing the fingers of my other hand into her mouth for her to suck on, gagging her mouth, filling every orifice in my body with

thrusting.

Through the soft flesh between her anus and vagina, I could feel my penis and fingers

moving inside her anus and vagina. Her legs were spread wide and raised, enduring the combined assault of a thick, hard penis in her anus and fingers in

her vagina. Her clitoris was constantly being touched and rubbed, and her mouth was stuffed full of fingers.

The intense stimulation and pleasure from the insertion, thrusting, and caressing of all the orifices in her body caused her whole body to tremble

uncontrollably . Her mouth, stuffed with fingers, began to utter cries that sounded like sobs: "Ugh...

ugh...oh...ugh...I'm going to die...ugh...oh..."

Seeing her violently trembling body, I quickened my assault. A large amount of fluid flowed from her vagina, where fingers were pressing on her clitoris, stroking, and

thrusting running down her thighs. She cried out and groaned:

"Ugh...I can't take it anymore!...Ah...!"

With her final scream, her anus and vagina contracted violently at the same time. A tremendous grip

came from my penis inserted in her anus, and the walls of her anus spasmed in waves. The

spasms were even stronger and more powerful than those in her vagina, and the fingers inserted in her vagina felt the

intense spasms there more sensitively than my penis.

I was already on the verge of collapse, but the intense stimulation made me lose control

when A tingling sensation ran down my spine, and with a powerful thrust, my ejaculation

erupted, releasing a torrent of fluid that shot completely into Ning's delicate, beautiful anus.

Ning moaned softly, her mouth agape, convulsing from the ejaculation.

After , she collapsed limply, as if boneless. She lay sprawled on the sink,

her plump, white buttocks still shamelessly raised, savoring the lingering afterglow of my penis.

I lay weakly on her back; standing sex required more energy, and the three ejaculations within a few

hours had left my legs aching. I could feel my penis shrinking rapidly,

being squeezed out of her body by her still strong sphincter muscles, but I didn't feel any fluid coming out. My millions of offspring

remained inside her rectum. At this point,

I had explored all three holes of this beautiful, charming, and alluring young woman from Wuhan, and I even got the first time I deflowered her anus!

I gently kissed her earlobe and asked, "Do you like it?"

She sighed deeply, "Mmm... I like it so much... It's the first time I've been penetrated from behind... It's really

exciting... It feels so good... I love it so much."

"Then, which hole feels better?" I asked a very lewd question.

"Both feel better."

"How could that be? When I first penetrated from behind, didn't you cry out in pain and ask me to come out? How could it feel better?"

I teased her deliberately.

"Mmm, it hurt a lot at first, but then it didn't hurt anymore. It felt different from the front, so

exciting."

After washing up, we lay down on the bed. She nestled in my arms, resting her head on my shoulder, and said softly

, "What will I do if you leave?"

"Live a good life. I'll come to see you when I have the chance." I couldn't say anything else, and what I said was

a promise we both knew was hard to keep.

"Sigh—" She let out a long sigh and didn't say anything more, just hugged me tighter.

The intense drowsiness quickly made me fall into a deep sleep. I don't know when she left. When

I woke up she was gone. Only the mess on the sheets testified to the madness of the previous night.

On the table was a note she had left: "Darling, thank you for everything you've given me. I once thought I

'd lost all joy in life, that I could never experience the happiness of being a woman again. You've given me all of that back. You're a

charming man, and I envy your wife. I so wish you wouldn't leave, that I could be your woman,

even a mistress (local dialect for a lover or concubine), I would be willing. But I know you don't belong to me.

You have your own life. Just one night with you would be enough for me for the rest of my life.

You should leave today. I'm not going to work; I'm afraid if I see you, I won't let you go.

If you come back in the future, don't forget, I'm your woman.

I love you, my man.

Your woman, Ning.

[Date].

" I lit a cigarette, and with it, I lit the note. Watching the white paper twist in the flames and

turn into , I knew that another heavy mark had been added to my Hubei sentiment, one I feared I could never

truly let go of…

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