Who is your goddess?

The modern city of steel and concrete is both exceptionally bustling and exceptionally lonely at night. To paraphrase Lu Xun
, the city itself is not lonely; it's just that there are too many lonely people, and thus the whole city becomes lonely.

At night, time in the city sometimes flies by, and sometimes it's unbearable. On every lonely night, one
could go to a bar, use WeChat's "Shake" feature, or even go to a bathhouse to kill time.
But after the brief pleasure, what remains is an even more unbearable emptiness. It's far less appealing than
a gathering , or a solitary nighttime stroll through the city.

And today, I've chosen to wander through this city alone.

It's a small city; after walking along the four main streets, I wandered to the largest square in the city center, near the sports field.
Strolling , I recalled scattered memories from childhood, but most vividly, memories of her.

Bright eyes, beautiful and charming, truly a beauty.

Two years have passed. Thinking of her resolute gaze when we parted, she should be married to someone else by now. Humans are truly
fickle creatures; they don't cherish what they have until they lose it, then regret it deeply. She once said she loved me more than herself; all the beautiful memories of
our courtship , the occasional nighttime intimacy in the square, flooded back. A dull ache arose in my heart.

I stared blankly at the basketball court for half an hour, not wanting to dwell on it, and prepared to go home. Turning around, I saw her.

She saw me too, both speechless.

After a long while, I broke the silence.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine. How about you?"

"Fine." Silence again.

"Heh, have you found your goddess yet?" This time she broke the silence, asking playfully.

No. "

Heh, don't set your standards too high. What kind of woman is your goddess?

It's you." Holding back the words that were about to slip out, I remained silent for a moment, then whispered, "A woman who's good to me." "

Oh, isn't it those who are beautiful, rich, gentle, and have a good figure?"

"Heh."

I smiled without saying anything, you know? You made me truly understand who my goddess is, but it's too late.
I hurt you so deeply before. Two years ago, you said you were getting married soon, and I heard others talking about your
wedding. Now, how can I understand clearly? It's already too late.

A long silence followed. Night deepened, and people must eventually part.

"I'll take you home."

"Okay."

Just like two years ago, she walked slowly ahead, and I followed slowly, but our hands could no longer
be held.

"You. I'm here."

"Oh. You're here? Ping'er, then I'll go." Standing at the bus stop in front of her house, looking at her, my eyes were incredibly sore. Under the dim streetlights, were there tears glistening

in her eyes too? 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Three 　　. "You're home. Come up for a bit?" 　　"Ah, won't I bother you?" 　　"My sister-in-law had a baby. My parents went to her house to take care of her." 　　"Are you home alone?" 　　"Yes." 　　"Where's your husband?" My heart pounded. 　　"I'm alone." 　　My heart felt a mixture of elation and bewilderment. I stumbled into the familiar building, feeling dizzy. Ping'er gestured for me to sit down and quietly poured me a cup of fragrant tea. 　　Then she turned to look out the window. 　　I sipped my tea quietly, and the room seemed to fall into a vacuum, utterly silent. 　　It felt like an eternity had passed. 　　The soft sobs grew louder. I looked at Ping'er; her shoulders were heaving slightly, as if she was struggling to hold back her tears. Hearing her cries, a strange pain pierced my heart. I couldn't hold back any longer. I stood up and walked to the window, reaching out to hug her, but stopped at her shoulder. After hesitating for a moment, I withdrew my hand. I whispered, "I'm...sorry." 　　Ping'er froze at first, sensing me standing behind her. Then she turned around and buried her face in my chest, bursting into tears. My eyes also stung. Instinctively, I hugged Ping'er tightly, repeatedly saying sorry. 　　"Don't say sorry." 　　Ping'er looked up at me, crying, and said earnestly, "I love you." 　　I was deeply moved and held back my tears to comfort Ping'er, "Still crying? Your eyes are all swollen, you're not pretty anymore." 　　"Do you love me?" 　　I lowered my head, gently kissed away the tears from the corners of Ping'er's eyes, and looked at her, "I love you." Then I kissed her delicate red lips deeply. 　　It was still the same as I remembered, warm and tender. Ping'er slowly opened her mouth to respond to me. 　　As I kissed her, I felt how soft my girlfriend's body was in my arms, her breasts pressed tightly against mine. It had been a long time since I had touched a woman, and my desire ignited. My penis swelled up, and my hands no longer just rested on her waist, but habitually moved up and down, caressing her from her back until they reached her full, upturned buttocks , where they kneaded them forcefully. My girlfriend also felt my intrusion, and instead hugged me even tighter, closing her eyes and kissing me desperately, her moans growing louder and louder. Everything was just like the foreplay two years ago. My girlfriend's reaction excited me even more. I leaned back slightly to make some space, and my left hand climbed up and pressed against Ping'er's left breast, kneading it vigorously for a few moments. Then I slid it inside her sweater, pushed her bra up, and grabbed her long-awaited breast , playing with it more intensely. My right hand continued to expand its reach, teasing the key points along her inner thigh. 　　My girlfriend became even more aroused, responding passionately, her small hands also restlessly grasping my erection. 　　Perhaps it was because of the intense kissing, but I felt dizzy and had some difficulty breathing. I quickly let go of my girlfriend, panting heavily . Seeing that she was the same, we couldn't help but laugh. 　　I stroked Ping'er's hair and whispered, "Kiss." 　　Ping'er rolled her eyes at me, "You bad boy, you're bullying me as soon as you arrive." 　　But she still blushed and slowly squatted down. I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my jeans. My lower body was already throbbing painfully. I couldn't wait for Ping'er's slow movements, so I pulled down my underwear, and my erect penis immediately stood proudly in front of Ping'er, absorbing the fresh air. He smiled and said, "Your little brother misses you. Don't you miss your little brother?" 　　"I miss you."

Ping'er looked at me with hazy eyes.

"Do you miss it?" I thrust my penis towards her red lips.

Ping'er gently blew on it, the hot, tingling sensation was so wonderful. Before she could answer, I couldn't
resist shoving the head of my penis into her mouth. Ping'er mumbled a few words I didn't understand, glared at me, and then
slowly began to suck on it.

It felt so good. Oral sex is one of my favorite sex positions. Ping'er had
only started giving me oral sex after a long period of coercion and enticement since we got together. Watching my dark penis
emerge contrasting sharply with her fair face, my pleasure was incredibly intense. I couldn't help but hold her
hair down and thrust faster.

After several deep thrusts, the aftereffects of not having sex in a long time started to appear. Ping'er couldn't adapt to my depth and
started to gag. She tried to push me away with both hands, but I quickly suppressed my urge and pulled my penis out.
A few drops of fluid dripped from the head of my penis.

I helped Ping'er up: "Are you alright?"

"You big bad guy. You only know how to bully me. Sit here and don't move."

Ping'er was almost choking on her tears from my penetration, but seeing me stop in time made her even more touched. She pushed me
to sit on the corner of the bed, defining my movement area, and then stuck out her tongue and started swirling it around my glans. Goodness,
I took a deep breath and didn't move, enjoying Ping'er's little mouth. Ping'er first licked my penis from head to toe
, then put her hands on my thighs and started swallowing deeply. This was my favorite position.
After only about 30 strokes, my scalp tingled, and the pleasure became more and more intense. I couldn't help but lift my buttocks to match Ping'er's swallowing
.

"I can't hold back anymore." My girlfriend used to give me oral sex, and her biggest regret was that she never let me ejaculate in her mouth, so I
habitually reminded her.

Ping'er heard me, looked at me, but her mouth sped up its swallowing, showing no
sign .

Could it be... the pleasure is getting stronger?

"Ugh, I came." Overwhelmed by this unprecedented pleasure, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed
Ping'er , thrusting a few more times, and the semen I'd accumulated over the past few months shot into my girlfriend's mouth. Ping'er
closed her eyes, silently enduring my climax.

A full half minute passed before I released her, watching her get up and grab a tissue to spit out the semen.

"Was that good?" My girlfriend jumped onto the bed and hugged me from behind.

"It felt so good, thank you, baby." I said, holding her small hand, my mind still replaying
the image of me ejaculating into her mouth.

"I'll help you with whatever you want from now on, because I love you." My girlfriend hugged me tightly. Tears streamed down my face
again .

"Don't be sad, be happy, we'll be together forever, I love you too." Turning around, to interrupt
her sadness, I kissed her lips, pressed her onto the bed, and began to move my hands up and down.

My lips kissed her neck, then licked her earlobe. My hands pressed against her breasts, then slid down to her groin. Under my constant teasing, my girlfriend
slowly became more engaged. She cooperated by taking off her sweater and jeans, then unhooking her bra,
revealing her two soft, smooth breasts, the two nipples a particularly alluring rosy hue.

"You really seem to have gained weight, look how developed your breasts are,"

I teased the shy Ping'er. Before she could object, I kissed her, gently sucking on them, my left hand kneading them
incessantly . Playing with her breasts was my girlfriend's favorite thing. Her eyes were glazed over, her hands pressing against my head, enjoying
the sensation. I freed my right hand, pulled down her white floral panties, and penetrated her vulva along her thighs,
stroking it ; the entrance was already incredibly wet.

"Open your legs," my girlfriend obediently opened her legs, allowing my middle finger to penetrate
deeply thrusting.

As my finger moved faster, my girlfriend's moans grew louder. Thinking of the pleasure my girlfriend had just given me, I
wanted to bring her the same joy. My tongue moved faster and harder, licking her nipples. Within minutes, I could feel
her body trembling more intensely. With a soft moan, her whole body shook, and her legs
clamped tightly around my hands, preventing them from moving. I knew she was reaching her climax. I slowed the pace, gently stirring with my fingers, and
released her nipples to kiss her deep-breathing lips, whispering, "Baby, I love you, baby,
I love you."

After a while, she came to her senses, hugging me tightly. "You're so good. I love you."

My girlfriend's constitution is such that once she's reached orgasm, she can easily have a second or third, as long as she rests for a while
.

When making love with her, I had to press my advantage. I kissed her for a while, my tongue continuing to slide down, from her neck to
her chest to her lower abdomen, and then... My girlfriend was still the same as before, shy and wouldn't let me kiss her genitals. Oh well, I'll just have to wait
and see.

I pulled my throbbing penis out of my girlfriend's mouth, sat up against the headboard, and chuckled, "Get on top."

My girlfriend blushed and got up, stuffing a pillow behind my back, then obediently straddled me, lifting her
pert buttocks and slowly inserting my penis into her body.

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes."

My girlfriend gradually increased the speed of her thrusting. I wasn't idle either, grabbing my girlfriend's breasts and kneading them like dough,
occasionally biting and licking her nipples. My girlfriend couldn't take it anymore and groaned loudly.

"I want it, I want it."

"Almost there."

My girlfriend's moans were always the same few phrases, but her intoxicated passion and suppressed moans excited me
even more . I grabbed my girlfriend's buttocks and moved faster, licking her nipples harder with my tongue.

Ugh. My girlfriend's voice suddenly rose, her buttocks trembled violently a few times, and her head leaned weakly against my
chest . "I love you to death," I said, bewildered.

I slowed my movements, pushing my girlfriend's buttocks up and down for a minute, then gradually
increased . My girlfriend rested for a while, just regaining her strength, and feeling the movements beneath her, she couldn't help but moan again.
After only a few dozen thrusts, my girlfriend's second orgasm arrived, the throbbing within her body making me struggle to suppress the pleasure.

My girlfriend went limp, trying to slide off me, but I pressed harder on her buttocks, preparing to continue grinding.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die."

"No, please, please."

Ping'er was limp on top of me, pleading incessantly. I wanted to bring her to another climax, but I
was afraid her body couldn't handle it after so long. So I stopped.

"Was it good? Wasn't my husband amazing?"

"My husband is the best." Ping'er slumped like a lump of mud, murmuring softly, as if she were about to fall asleep.

I couldn't bear to torture her any longer, and as soon as I let go, my girlfriend went limp on the bed, not moving at all. I was dumbfounded;
my little brother was covered in glistening fluid, still rock hard. Well, it seemed
I had no choice but .

"Husband, come back." That's why they say men can never win against women in bed. My girlfriend only rested
for a few seconds before catching her breath.

"Is it okay, baby?"

"Baby, don't be afraid, baby feels so good, husband hasn't had his pleasure yet."

"Kiss," I playfully brought my sticky little brother to my girlfriend's lips. Unexpectedly, my girlfriend actually
frowned and started licking it. She used to be extremely afraid of getting dirty, so I quickly pulled out…

Watching her struggle to sit up, her buttocks raised, kneeling on the bed, I felt both touched and guilty.

My girlfriend's buttocks were full and beautiful, white and round. Her back was also my easiest position to orgasm from.
I went up and roughly kneaded her big buttocks, then mounted her.

Ah, we both let out satisfied moans. To help my girlfriend rest sooner, I increased the speed of my thrusts.
Her juices splashed everywhere with each thrust, and I could hear a slapping sound with every stroke. I grabbed
her breasts and kneaded them hard, the speed increasing. Her cries, though weak, grew louder. It
felt so good, the pleasure intensified. I pulled my hands away, grabbed her waist, and thrust harder.

Ah. My girlfriend must have been exhausted; her legs couldn't support her, and I pressed her down on the bed. I was startled at first,
but then I heard her moans continuing, so I simply lay on top of her buttocks and began to thrust even more violently.

It was coming, and the intense pleasure made me moan softly.

My girlfriend sensed my state. Her big buttocks also struggled to move backward, desperately welcoming my thrusts.

"I'm going to cum," I said, biting Ping'er's snowy shoulder.

"Give it to me, give it all to me," Ping'er whispered, her voice like a sob.

I pressed down hard on her full buttocks, and with one last powerful thrust, I ejaculated, as if I wanted to
shoot my entire body into her.

Feeling the impact of my semen, Ping'er's moans finally faded into silence.

"Do you love me?" Ping'er lay on my chest. "Yes."

"Why?"

"Because you are my goddess."

"Really?" "

Of course."

"Then why did you leave me?"

"Aren't we together now?"

"You won't leave me again, will you?"

"No, never."

Three.

"Honey, it's time to get up."

A soft voice rang in my ears, and soon, the coolness of the blanket being lifted, then my underwear
being pulled down, my erect penis feeling like it was entering a warm hole, sending a comfortable sensation, and thus becoming even
harder.

My consciousness slowly returned. I pulled back the covers, and the woman beneath me smiled playfully at me before focusing intently on sucking. I
stroked her hair contentedly, enjoying my wife's skill in getting me out of bed.

She knew my every pleasure and reaction, her head bobbing back and forth dramatically, her fingers gently caressing my
anus. I closed my eyes, then recalled the scene of my passionate encounter with Ping'er last night. A wave of pleasure
washed over me, and I grabbed her head, thrusting in and out. She was startled at first, then opened her throat with each
stroke . After about ten thrusts, I pressed her head tightly between my legs, my penis deeply inserted
into her throat, ejaculating my first ejaculation of the day. After a long

while, I released her. My wife looked up, slightly disappointed, and smeared the semen that had spilled from the corner of her mouth with her tongue,
swallowing it: "That was quick today." She then lowered her head to clean my slowly softening penis.

We finished washing up and had breakfast.

My wife's workplace is nearby, while mine is farther away, so I always leave first every morning.

As I open the door, I see her hurriedly clearing the table. A slight stirring in my heart makes me turn around and hug her
tightly , whispering in her ear, "Baby, I love you."

This is the first time I've said those three words to her since we got married. My wife seems startled by my sudden gesture; she
stiffens at first, then turns her head, her eyes bright. After a long pause, she simply kisses me lightly: "I love
you too. Sweetie, my hands are dirty. Go to work, don't be late, be careful on the road, and come home early tonight."

"Okay."

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