[My Girlfriend is a Sensual Girlfriend (2008 sequel)]

Last time, it started with Ah Biao licking my sleeping girlfriend's buttocks. Then, my girlfriend and I made love

next to Ah Biao's sleeping bed. Next, my girlfriend masturbated while Ah Biao was asleep. Then, my girlfriend silently received oral sex from Ah Biao while she was awake. Finally,

my girlfriend fantasized about Ah Biao masturbating to orgasm. It was all so chaotic. Looking back, it was really exciting and lewd.

In the blink of an eye, it's 2008. Every Wednesday, the movie theater near our school always has an all-night movie showing,

half-price for students. Of course, the content of the movie isn't that important to us anymore. Our main purpose is to have a cheap

place where no one will bother us. Of course, the dark environment of the movie theater,

plus the thrill of always being afraid of being discovered, is also a reason why we often go.

But to be honest, the people who watch all-night movies aren't very good. There are quite a few migrant workers or

travelers with big bags who come to stay up all night. Thinking about it, who would spend 30 yuan to watch a compilation of outdated old

movies ? They're all just there to spend the night. We usually just buy regular tickets, and once inside, we head straight for

the couples' sofa seats in the last few rows. My girlfriend always wears a black miniskirt to make it easier for us to have sex.

The positions we use are pretty standard, I sit there, and my girlfriend kneels on the sofa, woman

on top.

But at first, I was always a little confused. Why was the last row always empty,

but the second-to-last row always had a few guys who looked like migrant workers sitting there? Then it dawned on me—the migrant workers

were clever! They figured we'd be doing something lewd in the last row, so they occupied it all, and

we wouldn't be able to do anything, so they wouldn't have anything to watch or eavesdrop on.

Because one time, while my girlfriend and I were doing it, the guy in front of us secretly poked his head

out from behind his chair. He was, of course, very disappointed. My girlfriend was wearing a skirt, so he couldn't see anything, and there was no

chance . We just saw his head slowly lower back down, which was hilarious.

However, a small mishap happened that time, causing my girlfriend to sulk and refuse to go to all-night movies anymore,

which also led to the cancellation of my weekly Wednesday dinner.

That time, I was waiting at the movie theater entrance at the usual time when I saw my girlfriend, as usual, was late. I pulled

her inside, saying, "Hurry up, it's about to start, or there won't be any seats left!" Although not having seats

had never happened before, I didn't want my heightened libido to be ruined by a small matter like finding a seat.

"No, honey, I'm not going today," my girlfriend said sweetly, clinging to me.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, look, I'm not wearing a skirt today."

"What? Isn't this a skirt?" My anger flared up because my libido wasn't being satisfied.

"This is a culotte," my girlfriend said softly.

Ugh, culottes are such outdated fashion.

"Our department has an event today, and I have a dance performance. It's inconvenient to wear a skirt. I was afraid you

'd be waiting too long, so I came straight here. Honey, you won't be mad at me, will you?" My girlfriend started to whine, so how could I

keep a straight face?

"Hehe, it's okay, baby, I've already bought the tickets. Since we're already here, let's go in first. Plus, the movie's pretty good

today ."

My girlfriend couldn't resist my insistence, and made a "no sex" gesture towards me. I didn't care about her; we'd deal with

it inside. Hehe, we entered the theater, but the movie hadn't started yet. As usual, my girlfriend and I headed straight for the last row, the very last one , and sure enough,

it was still empty. Just as we sat down, we saw another couple saunter in. The man looked to be

in his thirties, kind of sleazy (hehe, I'm not much better myself). The woman was

quite young, but dressed very fashionably. She wore a red leather vest over a black tank top

,

a black leather skirt, and leather boots. And it wasn't just me; from the moment she walked in, every man was

staring at her. My girlfriend saw me drooling and slapped me lightly. "What are you looking at? Never seen a woman before?"

I shrank back. "Honey, it's not like looking will hurt you. But I still prefer your pure

type ." As I said this, I placed my hand on her chest.

"Pure? You've made me so tired of this. You'd better serve me for life. Otherwise, I'll kill myself."

Sigh, crying, making a scene, threatening suicide. I've become indestructible. "Of course," I tightened my grip.

"You'll always be my queen. How could I betray you? Otherwise, I'll be impotent for life." My

girlfriend pushed my hand away. "You're already being naughty before the lights are off. There's nothing today. Go take care of it yourself."

I hugged my girlfriend, thinking that once she's in here, she has no say. We'll talk after the lights are off. Looking back at

the couple sitting next to me in the couple's seats, the woman was indeed quite attractive, and her sexy outfit

made her even more alluring—enough to make any man's penis erect. Damn, you'd never see that kind of beauty on campus; it'd be

worth it to get close.

Soon the lights went out; it seemed to be a romance movie. I had no idea what they were talking about, but my girlfriend was watching

intently , constantly telling me not to disturb her while she watched the plot. Luckily, we usually don't make love until

after midnight anyway, so we have plenty of time. Bored, I started looking around

, checking my surroundings to make sure we didn't run into any trouble while we were having sex, especially since we were off-campus. If something went

wrong, we'd be asking for trouble.

Thankfully, everything seemed normal; I'd never encountered ticket checks in the theater before. Looking at the couple next to me,

the woman was nestled in the man's arms, and there was nothing unusual about it. I watched the movie for a while, but it was all rather disjointed and I

had no idea what they were talking about. I jerked my head to the side, and lo and behold, the woman nestled in the man's arms next door was in a rather suggestive position

, her head pressed against his crotch, moving up and down. Wasn't she giving him oral sex? That was

outrageous! Starting so quickly? They must be kindred spirits.

The man's eyes were darting left and right. I quickly pulled my head back; I didn't want to interrupt their good time, and what

if he was a gangster and came looking for trouble? I was doomed. I pretended to be calm, my head facing forward,

but my peripheral vision kept an eye on the next room. I saw the woman next door give

a few blowjobs, then the man helped her up against the chair, pulling her camisole up to her waist, and her huge breasts

sprang out. Seriously, "extra large" would be an understatement. They were definitely at least a D cup.

And the woman didn't seem to care about being exposed at all, just casually leaning back in her chair, looking

like she was ready to be enjoyed. The man, who had been holding back for a while, bit down on one of her large nipples. His other hand

pinched the other half, kneading her breasts into different shapes like dough. It almost

made my nose bleed.

In China, the couple seats aren't connected; there's a narrow aisle about half a meter wide, with

enclosed armrests about 30 centimeters high on both sides. I don't know the original intention of this design. But it seems to be

designed to facilitate intimate acts between couples. The current situation was that, half a meter away, that

little vixen was sitting on my side, one breast being bitten and the other being kneaded, while she herself was

gently flicking her nipple with her fingertips. I had no interest in watching the movie anymore. Seeing the guy intently attacking

his girlfriend's breasts, I grew bolder and leaned in a little. In the flickering

light of the theater, I could clearly see the vixen's large breasts and pretty face. She was also squinting,

enjoying her boyfriend's ministrations, and it seemed like she was flirting with me too.

I'm not exactly shameless, so I quickly pulled back, my heart pounding, my penis already

hard . I tugged at my girlfriend, who leaned against me. "What's wrong, honey?

You already miss me?" I pointed to

the seat next to us. She peeked out, then immediately pulled back. "Wow! You're

so bold!"

I whispered in her ear. "You've seen something new today, haven't you? Met someone with the same tastes. Looks like you're a horny

guy , had nowhere else to go, so you came to the theater."

"We've always done this before, haven't we?" my girlfriend whispered coquettishly in my ear.

“We’re not as open as them. I never expose your breasts like that, and

there’s never anyone around.”

My girlfriend squeezed my hard penis, then stopped talking, lying on my lap and secretly glancing at the steamy scene

next door where a woman was having her nipples bitten. I know my girlfriend best. Most guys like to watch

the scenes of penetration in porn, but my girlfriend only likes the beginning and the end—the foreplay and the male actor’s ejaculation

. She has her reasons. "The foreplay is so much fun! Watching other women have their breasts bitten makes my

breasts swell up involuntarily, I want to be bitten too! Licking their vaginas is the same, it makes me wet.

The thrusting during sex is nothing special, it's just animalistic, no beauty at all, purely satisfying your male lust.

And the male actor's ejaculation at the end is so great, so satisfying, like I'm fucking a man. Don't think we women

are being fucked, it's you men being raped."

But despite all this, my girlfriend never lets me give her oral sex, saying it's too dirty. The most she'll

do is oral sex and internal ejaculation. Anal sex, blowjobs, new bondage techniques—all out of the question.

Now, my girlfriend is 100 times more excited watching live shows than watching porn, and I feel the same way, it's

much more stimulating than watching porn. Plus, the distance is so close, I can clearly see everything happening next door. Seeing my girlfriend

peeking, I couldn't resist. I slipped my hand inside her tank top, pushed up her bra,

and started kneading her breasts. Wow, small has its advantages; you can hold them in one hand. I always say

I prefer small breasts, that big breasts are terrifying, but seeing them swaying right next to me was quite a visual shock

. Big breasts are definitely alluring. It's the same for women; pursuing big breasts is like us men

pursuing big dicks.

My girlfriend seemed attracted to the big breasts next door too. Normally, when I touch her

, she'd feign resistance, but today she seemed to enjoy my touch. I

peeked next door, and the man was already groping her. The big breasts next to us were now

exposed, completely uncovered, looking incredibly alluring in the flickering light.

I glanced ahead; the seat in front of me was empty, but the guy in the row next to me seemed to have noticed the steamy scene

behind me . He was leaning against the back of the seat in front of him, his head turned back to peek at the vixen's large breasts.

I was about to turn around to look at her again when my girlfriend shoved my head back. "Don't peek, only look at me!"

Sigh, I started focusing on groping my girlfriend's body, my right hand making a deep dive,

moving from behind her buttocks to her vulva, slowly teasing her labia. My girlfriend was already

soaking wet ; as my fingertips gently slid along, she would twitch every now and then, making me want to immediately

rip off her wretched skirt and have sex with her.

Then I looked next to her—ah, they'd already changed positions! The vixen was kneeling in front of that guy, giving

him a blowjob with her huge breasts. Damn, I've never had that kind of luck before, what a pity. A moment later,

the man pulled the little vixen along, and she straddled his penis, slowly swaying back and

forth, her large breasts bouncing up and down. Huh? Didn't she need to take off her underwear?

Or was she not wearing any to begin with? As I was lost in thought, my girlfriend pulled back, her face flushed

; she was clearly thrilled.

I zipped up her skirt and pants, and seeing that she didn't object and

lay there limply, I knew she was willing. I

then .

"No, honey, people will see everything!" my girlfriend cried, covering her exposed pubic

hair.

"It's okay, look, everyone's busy with their own things, who has time to care about you?"

"Then let's make it quick," my girlfriend said coquettishly.

"No problem," my wicked thoughts about exposing my girlfriend were rapidly growing. My desire was burning fiercely. I grabbed

my girlfriend 's slender waist, and after a few struggles, she gave up and straddled my

penis in her most comfortable position. Her head rested on my right shoulder.

Damn, my girlfriend can be even more horny than a man when she wants to be! Before, she was always very careful about what she wore under her skirt, but

after watching the live show, she wasn't worried about her ass being exposed. My girlfriend

sat on me hard, and I thrust upwards in response. Usually, I'm the one who initiates, but today I could clearly feel her putting in 60% more effort.

And it wasn't just the up-and-down thrusting; when my girlfriend sat down, she would rub her clitoris against my pubic hair, essentially

making a circular motion.

This position was our favorite because it stimulated her clitoris simultaneously during sex,

often bringing her to orgasm in just a few thrusts. My girlfriend held my head tightly, moaning softly, her

large, white buttocks swaying vigorously. At that moment, I don't know what kind of movie was playing, but the bright, white scenes

were dazzling, and my girlfriend's buttocks were even more so.

I nervously glanced around and saw the couple next door slowly rubbing together, but the little vixen

's little leather skirt was still tightly wrapped around her buttocks, so I couldn't see anything. Looking up, damn it, the man and

the little vixen were watching us! My heart pounded.

Just then, suddenly, the guy in the front row next door, hunched over, sat down in front of us. Damn,

our movements had attracted his attention. Now it was our live show;

he could clearly see my penis going in and out of my girlfriend's vagina.

But my mind was already filled with lust, my blood was boiling, and I didn't care about anything else. I figured, what

's wrong with looking? My thrusting speed increased. My girlfriend squeezed tighter and tighter, and finally I

couldn't hold back anymore , ejaculating all the semen I'd been holding back into her. Her body

trembled, she seemed to have orgasmed too.

She sat down on the side, and I draped my skirt over her big white buttocks. Her body was limp, still

immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm. A woman's orgasm is so amazing, 2 or 3 minutes is normal. I glanced

around, thankfully nothing seemed amiss.

Looking again, the woman next to me was still slowly swaying her hips, but her leather pants were still

tightly , and the man didn't seem to have any intention of pulling them off. After a while, the little vixen rolled down

and knelt in front of the man's legs, starting to give him oral sex. Wow, looks like she's going to give him a blowjob. Sure enough, after a while, the little

vixen stopped what she was doing, took a tissue to wipe her mouth, straightened her clothes, and sat there as if nothing had happened.

Oral sex! It was the scene I'd always dreamed of, but my girlfriend absolutely refused. This time, I could only watch someone else's girlfriend and get

my fix, but it was still pretty exciting. Looking back, my girlfriend was still lying there limply, her skirt and pants draped over her buttocks, revealing

her white thighs—a beautiful scene reminiscent of Sleeping Beauty. I patted her butt. "Baby, I'm going to the

bathroom Are you okay?"

My girlfriend kissed me. "Go quickly and come back quickly!"

I went to the men's restroom. I had just ejaculated and felt the urge to urinate, but I couldn't. Standing there, I

was pacing back and forth, my mind wandering. It would be so amazing to have that little vixen give me a blowjob right now.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind. I turned around and saw the man in his thirties sitting next to me

grab me and pat me on the shoulder. "Hey bro, not bad, you have good taste. Which place are you from?"

"What? What?" I was stunned by the sudden question and didn't understand what he meant.

"Ha, still playing dumb with me? I'm asking you which place you went to. You've got a pretty good catch!"

"Um..." I still didn't understand what was going on. The man continued.

"To be honest, bro, I like the kind of girl you found, the innocent type. But these days it's

hard to find I saw you guys having a good time. So, are we all going all night? I'm paying 300,

how much are you? How about we switch? No? Then at least tell me which place you went to, and I'll treat you to supper.

Hehe , or how about a foursome? I'll pay for the room."

Ah, so he was a prostitute. No wonder he dressed so provocatively.

He even thought my girlfriend was a prostitute because he saw her naked in the movie theater.

"To be honest, bro, I couldn't resist. Seeing you weren't wearing any pants, I touched

your ass. It was so smooth and tender. But she kept avoiding me, so I came to you. My girlfriend and I

have already agreed that if you agree, mine is for the whole night anyway, so it's fine. How about yours?

One night or the whole night? I'll make up the difference. Honestly, mine has big breasts and a small ass, yours has small breasts and a

big ass, both are top-notch, so neither of us loses out."

Damn, I started to feel dizzy. This guy had his arm tightly around my shoulder, his aura almost like coercion. I

broke free from him immediately, practically fleeing. I threw down a "No way!" and rushed out of

the bathroom. Behind me, I heard curses, "Who cares? It's just a prostitute, there are plenty of big-ass prostitutes

everywhere ."

As soon as I came out, I saw my girlfriend already dressed, waiting in the aisle. She rushed up to me and pulled me

outside.

"What's wrong?" I asked guiltily.

"I'm never coming again," my girlfriend said, her face flushed.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, I just don't want to come anymore," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

I can't stand seeing women cry, so I picked her up and left the theater.

It took me a long time to slowly get the truth out of her. Actually, it wasn't anything serious.

After I left, the guy saw that my girlfriend wasn't wearing pants, so he came over and groped her a few times. At first, my girlfriend

thought it was me coming back, so she didn't open her eyes or say anything. He touched her butt, then he pushed her tank top away and licked

her nipples. That's when she realized what was happening and tried to push him away. Later, the guy came to me to talk to him

.

Of course, I spent a lot of time persuading my girlfriend, and she's a pretty easygoing person, so she calmed down soon after.

But after that, we never went to see a movie all night again, not even to that particular theater.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/167068.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=167068&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Interesting Couple]

Next Page : [A Married Woman's First Taste]

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[My Girlfriend is a Sensual Girlfriend (2008 sequel)]

comment Open a new window to view comments