An Unforgettable May Day Holiday

To this day, I can't quite describe the feeling I had back then, but I knew she was the woman I

was looking for .

I don't know why I went online, nor what I was seeking—excitement? Boredom?

Venting? Noise? I had no idea, nor did I want to know.

Actually, I didn't really believe in true love online, so I constantly reminded myself: don't

expose yourself to others' attacks, know how to protect yourself, be wary of traps ahead, and remember,

" There's no such thing as a free lunch!" But the more I thought this way, the deeper I sank.

Yin Ya, a name that had never appeared in my 28 years of life; Yin Ya, a

name I could never forget; Yin Ya, a woman I could only secretly love

and cherish ; Yin Ya, I love you, miss you, think of you, hate you, suffer for you, wait for you, do you, fuck you, cherish you; Yin Ya,

a name that Tie Niu could never erase from his life…

There was no beginning, and I didn't know how it would end.

No distractions, no constraints, no mundane troubles of the world, only burning passion and romantic

love .

Finally, let me say it one more time!

Whether I live or die, I will always be a gadfly that deeply loves you.

Chapter One: Meeting Leaving the long-distance bus station in a certain city of a certain province, I was completely lost.

Was it excitement? Was it joy? Was it thrill? Was it boredom? Or was it bizarre?

In short, I came, for a beautiful dream in my heart, for the woman I love, to fulfill

the dream we shared.

With trembling hands, I dialed her number.

"Where are you?... What, okay, okay, I'll be there soon... Just wait for me at the station entrance,

don't get lost... Tie Niu, Yin Ya loves you..."

The familiar, gentle, and sweet voice restored my confidence as a man, because I knew that this

meeting wasn't just my wishful thinking, but a shared expectation between us.

Fifteen minutes later, a red taxi pulled up briskly. I had a premonition: Yin Ya was in

the car .

Sure enough, before the car had even come to a complete stop, a mature, modern urban woman got out. She wasn't the

kind of woman who would immediately catch your eye, but the kind you could never forget after just one meeting.

Her eyes, her lips, her voluptuous figure, every smile and gesture—everything about her exuded

presence .

How to put it? She wasn't the cold moon in the sky, beautiful yet aloof; she wasn't a rose in a flowerbed,

beautiful yet troublesome; she wasn't… yes, she was a confidante, a

confidante who temporarily belonged to me.

Ah, my love, my dream, my wife, my dear, my everything, my lover, I have finally

seen you, I can finally hold your hand, talk to you face to face, express my longing face to face

.

I didn't speak, just smiled as you walked up to me. I knew you wouldn't mistake me, because

we had a telepathic connection.

You didn't speak either; at this moment, any words were superfluous. What was

needed endless embraces and passion.

I naturally took your hand, just as I had held yours five hundred years ago. The cycle of reincarnation had finally

been proven in our lives. Honey, long time no see!

We found a quiet restaurant and got a small private room. It was just the two of us in the room.

After the waiter closed the door, we instinctively went to each other and embraced tightly.

My mouth frantically searched for yours, and once I found it, we never parted, like spaceships

successfully docking in space! My tongue greedily invaded your territory, making

a joyful "slurp" as it intertwined with yours.

Like a thirsty traveler, I greedily sucked on your tongue, exploring your mouth, receiving

your saliva, and feeling everything about you.

I can't read your mind, but I felt your excitement and frenzy, your

thirst for your husband—a normal, mature woman's reaction.

While we kissed sweetly, I slipped my hand inside your sportswear. I knew you

were only wearing a bra and underwear, which was what I asked you to do.

I stroked your full breasts, and even through your bra, I could feel your softness and

smoothness . I knew you were very sensitive; I bet your nipples were already erect, waiting for me,

the expert grape picker, to pluck them.

Just then, I heard rhythmic footsteps approaching; I knew the waiter was bringing the food.

To avoid exposing you, I adjusted your clothes and sat up straight.

I didn't know how the waiter arranged the dishes, nor what she said, but I looked tenderly at

you sitting beside me, at your flushed face. It was then that I realized your beauty was unintentional, intangible.

The waiter finally left. At this moment, eating was meaningless to us; I wanted to devour you, my wife, I

wanted to devour you. Right now, right here!

Under my teasing, you began to become dazed and wanton; I loved seeing you like this in front of me.

You knelt down, unzipped my pants, and released my already rock-hard, throbbing penis

. I knew you were about to prove your skillful oral sex to me. I knew my time to enjoy myself

had finally arrived.

You expertly first moistened my penis with your saliva, then began kissing, sucking, licking, swallowing,

stroking, gagging, and touching.

I simply stroked your hair and gently caressed your earlobe, letting you know I was incredibly happy.

I closed my eyes, feeling your tenderness, your passion, your true love, your frankness. Until suddenly, I

felt a sharp chill on my penis.

I opened my eyes and saw that you had secretly taken a sip of beer, letting me experience the icy sensation of the "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire."

I knew the real show was yet to come. Sure enough, you then took a sip of hot water, finally letting me experience

what the "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire" truly meant in front of you.

Under your repeated "torture," my penis couldn't take it anymore, but I didn't want to ejaculate on you like that.

Inside, because I knew there was an even better place waiting for it to explore.

Soon, with my efforts, your lower body was freed from your sweatpants. I deliberately didn't

take off your little red panties, because firstly, this wasn't a place for complete nudity, and secondly, your husband wanted to give you a different kind of

stimulation, to make you enjoy the feeling of being disciplined by your husband.

Through the thin layer of fabric, I used my nimble fingers to fully experience your full vulva. It

was very hot, extremely hot; if my penis went in, it would definitely melt.

I felt its thirst, its need; it was showing me your unrestrained beauty, which was what I expected.

I slowly and forcefully pulled your panties back, letting the strip of fabric covering your vulva tighten slowly,

stimulating your vulva with each thrust. Soon, the strip of fabric was covered with your love juice, your lustful fluid. I liked it,

because you were flowing for me.

My thumb finally found the location of your clitoris, ha, it was already impatiently

erect , like a plump bean sprout. I pressed my thumb against it, teasing it to my heart's content, feeling its every

throb, because with each throb, more love juice flowed from your vagina.

To avoid others hearing your sounds, I put my finger in your mouth, and you deliberately sucked on it while occasionally

biting it, letting me know you were both very happy and very sad.

I took your hand and placed it on my penis. You seemed to have suddenly found a

lifeline , desperately grasping it and stroking it back and forth, making it stronger in your hand, which was what you longed for

.

"Tie Niu, I'm so sad, mmm, mmm... I want you..." You finally couldn't hold back anymore, wanting my

penis to be inserted into your vagina immediately, so that we could truly be one.

Finally, I pulled down your panties, signaling you to lie on the table, rubbing my penis back and forth on your vulva

, getting my penis covered in your love juice, but I didn't insert it.

“Yinya, my good wife, hurry, please let your husband fuck you, please let your husband use his big cock to fuck you…” I

teased you deliberately in your ear.

“No… I won’t say it… hurry up and come in… Yinya’s pussy is so sore…”

“If you don’t say it, your husband’s big cock won’t go in, hurry up and say it… after you say it, my big cock will

go in right away, and I’ll fuck you until you fly to heaven…”

“…Tie Niu, hurry… fuck me with your cock… Yinya’s cunt is so sore right now, hurry up and fuck it,

hurry up…”

Your lust was completely ignited by me, and you finally abandoned your usual reserve and dignity, becoming wanton.

Amid your beautiful moans, at your strong request, my big cock aimed at

the hole I had already found and thrust in.

“Ah!” We both cried out almost at the same time. My dear wife, I've finally fucked your cunt! I've

finally got you! I'm so happy! Yes, I'm the happiest man in the world right now because I

'm fucking the woman I love most.

Your vagina is completely wet and not so tight, but it feels so good. I feel like countless little hands are

gripping my cock. The wonderful feeling is indescribable.

We stay in this position quietly, silently savoring the feeling of having each other. I'm not

thrusting violently, and you're not frantically responding. My cock completely fills your cavity, and your

vagina completely embraces my cock. It feels so good.

Finally, I slowly pull my cock out because I want to give you even more pleasure. But just as I

pulled it out, a large amount of your love juice gushed out of my cock. I felt your thighs

trembling violently, and your teeth biting my fingers hard. Oh my god, my dearest wife, you've

reached your first orgasm, but we've only just begun.

I excitedly turned your head and kissed you passionately, while my penis thrust violently into your

vagina, pumping rapidly so you could feel my intense love.

I could clearly feel the sound of my hips hitting your buttocks,

the sound of my testicles slapping against your genitals, your suppressed moans, the table's protests, and my low growls.

Soon, under my relentless onslaught, you were completely overwhelmed. As soon as I pulled my big cock out completely, your

juices would gush out. Wife, you are such a beauty, you are my best wife. I want to

fuck you like this until I die.

During nearly ten minutes of high-speed fucking, I don't know how many times you orgasmed. I think it was mainly

psychological , because firstly, we were making love, and secondly, the place we were making love to was very special, so you were exceptionally sensitive. Even

the slightest touch could easily bring you to a mild orgasm. You are such a juicy woman, the darling of every man's

dreams .

Finally, my climax was approaching. I thrust

in and out , while you arched your back, yearning for me to penetrate deeper and more intensely.

After I pulled out completely and then thrust back in quickly, penetrating to the deepest part of your vagina, large gushes of

semen gushed out, hitting your uterine walls and even reaching your uterus.

At this moment, your vagina contracted rhythmically, squeezing my penis, trying to extract every last

drop of semen. I knew your great climax had arrived.

All I had to do was hold you tightly, kiss you gently, stroke your hair, and

share the pleasure of sex with you.

After our lower organs had temporarily satisfied our needs, we began to feed our mouths.

Of course, we were affectionate and loving while eating. You picked food for me, and I fed you wine.

This pleasure was different from the pleasure of sex, but it was still our shared joy.

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