The Old Pervert's Search for Spring

As dusk settles, it's time for this old lecher to strike again. At the appointed time, I drive to Flushing. The dirty, chaotic streets are filled with Asian faces, only occasionally dotted with the vibrant colors of a few pretty girls bringing a touch of life to this depressing neighborhood.

I park the car and slowly stroll along the street, heading towards the meeting point to find my prey.

The chilly wind can't extinguish the lust in my heart; my hawk-like eyes scan the approaching target with keen alertness.

Suddenly, I look up, and a splash of red catches my eye.

In the corner not far away, stands a long-haired woman, seemingly under 30, wearing a bright red down jacket that accentuates her delicate, pretty face, strikingly similar to that captivating pop star. The beauty holds a book in front of her, glancing around, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

I stepped forward, waving the agreed-upon car keys in my hand: "Hello, you must be...?" The beautiful woman looked me up and down, her demeanor elegant, and smiled with a slight Japanese-style bow: "Um... I am..." "Shall we go?" "Sure."

The beautiful woman took my arm affectionately, her soft body pressed close to mine, and the two of us, like lovers in the throes of passion, gradually disappeared into the bustling night streets of Flushing.

***

A friendly Waldorf employee helped us with the check-in, and the beautiful woman gracefully walked alongside me into the luxury elevator. As the doors closed, I naturally pulled her into my arms, her exquisite 52D breasts pressed tightly against my chest. I gently caressed her round buttocks with one hand and cupped her beautiful lips with the other to kiss them.

The beautiful woman gasped, "Ah...no...don't be so hasty."

I chuckled, patted her bottom, and traced my fingers up and down her buttocks. "Hehe, yes, good things should be savored slowly." We went into the room, inserted the card, and the lights illuminated the luxurious love nest. The large Simmons mattress in the center of the room seemed to beckon us.

I closed the door, turned around, and grabbed the beautiful woman, kissing her passionately. She gently resisted, saying, "Wait, can we first..." I realized what I was doing, hurriedly pulled out my wallet from my coat, counted out 1500 US dollars, and handed it to her, saying, "Take a sip, don't let your eyes see through it." The beautiful woman smiled and kissed me on the cheek, saying, "Okay, tonight I'm yours, husband. Wait, I'm going to take a shower." She turned and slipped into the bathroom.

On the bed, I was smoking Marlboro when the beautiful woman came out, wrapped in a clean white towel. Her pretty face was flushed red from the hot water, like a blooming peach blossom. I gently pulled her over and untied the towel. The beautiful woman laughed and scolded,

"You're so annoying."

Then she fell into the lecher's arms.

I held a soft, warm body tightly in my arms. The sweet girl's face was flushed with spring, her breasts, which were just the right size to be grasped, were snow-white and tender, with pink nipples standing erect. Her slender waist was as delicate as a snake, and between her two long, shapely thighs, I could vaguely see sparse pubic hair and a few droplets of moisture. Her tender labia looked like they hadn't had much sex, appearing clean and alluring. I probed my finger into her moist peach garden and teased it, then brought it to my nose to smell it. Hmm, very clean, with only a faint scent of female hormones.

The beautiful woman lay softly against my chest, letting my hands roam over every inch of her skin, wantonly kneading her breasts, caressing her buttocks, and probing her still-tight little vagina with my fingers, which was already dripping with lustful fluid. As I teased her, I said, "So wet, you're such a little slut." The beautiful woman raised her lustful eyes and said, "Husband, let this little slut kiss your big cock." As soon as she finished speaking, my big slut was already in her cherry-like mouth, her little tongue skillfully licking and licking, sometimes deep throat, sometimes spitting out, savoring it.

Before I knew it, a condom was put on my large penis through her mouth. She got up, guided the shaft to her vaginal opening, and slowly sat down. I felt the tight opening gripping my penis, the stimulation spreading from top to bottom until it was fully inside. The beautiful woman sighed softly, "Oh...this little slut is bursting." Then she moved her hips up and down, letting the penis slide inside her vagina, making soft, wet sounds.

Her breasts bounced like rabbits. I cupped her buttocks with both hands, inserting my middle finger into her anus, pressing it in tightly with her movements. My mouth was also sucking on her tender nipples. The

woman couldn't withstand the stimulation and moaned wildly. My finger was fully inside her anus, almost touching the head of my penis through her rectal wall. The

woman, moaning, was now gushing with vaginal fluid, which flowed down my scrotum, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

I flipped the girl over, making her crawl on all fours with her buttocks raised high. I spread her buttocks apart and thrust my huge penis all the way in. The girl gasped, "Whoosh, I'm so full..." I chuckled lewdly, "Heh, heh, how can I satisfy you, you little slut, if I don't make you burst?" Then I thrust hard again, "slap slap," the girl arching her back and screaming, "Ah, ah." I held her buttocks and continued to thrust hard, as if I wanted to take back that $1,500. The girl couldn't take the thrusting and had fallen into a daze. Her vagina was spasming with each thrust, tightly gripping my huge penis. I couldn't help but roar and ejaculate thick semen... We rested for a moment and continued our lewd pleasure.

The old lewd man used all eight of his lewd techniques, changing positions to manipulate the girl. Sometimes I lifted her upside down and thrust into her hard like a pile driver; sometimes I made her bend over and arch her belly like a bowl, and I thrust into her like a carrying pole.

A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. That night, we made love four times before finally falling into a deep sleep

, exhausted, embracing each other. When I woke up in the morning, the sun was high in the sky. My girlfriend was still fast asleep beside me. I felt dizzy and weak. I got up, leaning against the wall, and slowly made my way to the bathroom. I relieved myself, then slowly floated back to bed to wake my girlfriend.

***

I said goodbye to my girlfriend at the hotel entrance and dragged my weary body towards the parking lot. My mind was blank. I thought to myself: having sex with a young girl is exciting and enjoyable, but it fades quickly. It seems that mature women are more appealing.

[The End]

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