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

【The Women Around Me: The Passionate Young Woman from Wuhan】
Author: lifang
First published on 2009/2/6
I really should thank the Sichuan-East Gas Pipeline project. It not only allowed me to meet innocent young women like Xiao Zhou from Yichang,
but also women of different types from many provinces. Ning, the young woman from Wuhan, is one of them.
Wuhan has a transit station for us. A transit station is where goods or raw materials from various places
stop briefly before being transferred to other parts of the country. My job originally didn't require me to come here, but coincidentally, another
colleague was sick, so I temporarily filled in for him on this business trip. Of course, I was willing to do it myself, since it
's only a four-hour drive from Wuhan to Yichang. If I had time, I hoped to visit Yichang again;
the girl I long for is 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 something 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'd still
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 live right next door, so just let me know if you need anything." Ugh, just like Xiao Zhou again
. 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 canteen. As a result, I stood out among the large group of people in blue work uniforms, a man in a suit and tie,
and 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 directly stated the purpose of my trip: to conduct on-site inspections
of all the docks and stations in Wuhan, 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 insufficient in scale or extremely inconvenient in transportation, only a few places met the requirements. I was very touched that they immediately
decided to provide me with 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 dinner 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 one ounce, 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 familiar manner, 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 upwards, I saw softly curved shoulders. Without
the cover of her oversized work clothes, her full, erect breasts seemed about to burst free from the constraints 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 the dim lighting
.
"If you can't drink, don't drink so much, it'll only make you feel worse," the words uttered softly from her red lips, half
concerned and half reproachful, her smiling eyes radiating charm. I stared at her, 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, my heart pounding with embarrassment.
"Oh, oh, thank you. I drank too much, I lost consciousness." 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 midst of the commotion, I turned my head away, preventing it from landing
on Ning, otherwise, the embarrassment today 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 glass of Sprite. I took it
and gulped it down, hoping the icy drink would cool my burning mouth, but I didn't expect to choke again. I immediately started coughing, gasping for breath, and broke out in a sweat. Ning hurriedly...
They were scrambling around, patting my back and wiping my mouth with tissues. Luckily, the others were busy singing to their screens, and the music
was loud, so they didn't notice what was happening to me. Once my cough subsided and I was drenched in sweat, even
my drunkenness seemed to have lessened considerably.
Ning sang a few songs, but unfortunately, she was tone-deaf and off-key, so her performance was really nothing to write home about.
"Little Wang, what are you doing here? Why aren't you singing?" It seemed the stationmaster's alcohol tolerance
wasn't much better than mine; his manner of speaking was completely different from the politeness he displayed at the dinner table, now resembling that of an old friend.
It seems alcohol really does help to quickly bridge the gap between people.
Feeling much less drunk and having heard their voices, I confidently chose
"Silence is Golden." This song had not only saved me from awkward situations many times before but had also earned me a lot of
applause.
I had barely finished selecting my song when Ning excitedly exclaimed, "How did you know this was my favorite song?" Good
heavens, how would I know? It was just a coincidence.
The music started, and I sang along, pacing back and forth, completely ignoring the screen prompts. This was
a skill I'd practiced countless times to perfect, giving me a star-like presence. Plus, my fluent Cantonese (I'm originally from
Guangzhou, so of course my pronunciation was perfect, though they probably wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't perfect)
earned me a standing ovation after just a few lines. Ning clapped enthusiastically, her face beaming. Throughout the song, I felt her
gaze never leave me, a particularly focused one.
The guests parted on a pleasant note, and Ning escorted me to my pre-booked hotel. 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 half asleep.
"It's eight o'clock, I'll wait for you in the lobby," I said,
hanging up the phone. I 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
, concealing her full breasts. Black high boots accentuated her shapely hips and slender waist as she walked, exuding
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, radiating charm and allure. Her captivating smile and flirtatious glances were no less alluring than the landlady, 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 flickered in my mind 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 were delivering
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 headquarters in Beijing, 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, mainly
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, even though 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 left 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 the 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 sorrowful, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. She
said plaintively, "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 struck me—a
thought I most hoped for, yet dared not even dream of: 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...
I dialed her number.
"Hello, what's up?" She recognized me from the caller ID, but there was no greeting, no pleasantries,
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 need you to take me out again." For a moment,
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." Her voice was calm, without any hint of anything amiss, but I
already had the answer I needed.
"Thanks, see you tomorrow."
She didn't say anything, just hung up.
Haha, it seems my guess was completely correct. This young woman really likes me. Didn't she say she had something to do at home tomorrow
and wouldn't be working? How come she agreed immediately without even hesitating when I asked for her help? It seems I won't be going to Yichang
this time. Many details from the mature women and married women novels on SXinSex
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, and sat
on the sofa to start sorting out Ning's situation.
Ning is thirty-one years old this year. When she was twenty-two, she married a neighbor who was three years older than her. Two
years later, she had a daughter. Her husband and in-laws were initially quite nice to her, but the birth of her daughter caused her
status at home to plummet. Over the years, she has been very careful in her conduct at home, afraid of making any mistakes. Even so,
her mother-in-law often makes sarcastic remarks and nitpicks.
Her husband is the kind of honest and dutiful person who doesn't dare to argue back when faced with his mother's criticism of his wife, and can only
comfort her privately.
Living in such a family, it's easy to imagine feeling 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
, she has no comfort at all; every night, she holds her daughter and cries almost constantly.
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. Thinking back and forth, planning tomorrow's itinerary,
I fell asleep without realizing it.
Having something on my mind, I woke up early. Just after seven o'clock, I couldn't fall back asleep, so I got up, washed, and dressed,
trying to appear in Ning's best light.
I sat in the living room waiting for Ning to arrive. At eight-thirty, she appeared in my sight precisely on time.
Ning was clearly dressed up specially today. Her long, wavy hair was carefully styled into a bun
, and she wore a moon-white mid-length sweater with a plaid skirt. A wide, light
blue belt accentuated her slender waist, and she completed the look with flesh-colored stockings and pure white knee-high boots. She resembled
an innocent girl from a Qiong Yao novel from the 1970s brought to life. However, her lightly made-up, mature face and unusually full breasts
revealed her true identity. Her youthful attire and mature body were a perfect blend of angel and devil
!
"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
contradicted my words, 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 powerful
.
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 well? We'll be
going now."
A day is short. Accompanied by her, 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 ignited fire. It was nearly noon when we descended the Yellow Crane Tower; the crowds were immense. Afraid she would be jostled
, I 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
sweet 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's
legs would ache after walking around 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 go
downstairs to eat later, just rest for a while," I said to her.
"Okay, don't order too much. I ate too much at lunch, I don't have an appetite now," she said lazily.
I took the room key, went downstairs, ordered a few side dishes and a bottle of red wine at the restaurant, and then sat in the lobby for a smoke.
I guessed she had finished showering before returning to her room. She was already dressed and sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw me enter
, her face flushed again, her smiling eyes filled with shyness. She sat there somewhat awkwardly, fiddling
with the remote, changing channels every three seconds without even realizing it.
"Finished showering? I'll go shower too, I'm really tired today." Not wanting to add to her unease, I
said and went into the bathroom without waiting for her reply.
The hot water felt wonderful, every pore on my body seemed to open up. How should I begin? I
pondered to myself. Being too hasty might scare her, but taking my time wasn't an option;
she had to go home in a few hours. Thinking it over, I realized I'd been showering for about twenty minutes. "Hey, why are you taking so long
? You're more troublesome than a woman," her voice came through the door. If I didn't make a decision soon, things would get complicated. Thinking about
how she'd acted today, I made a decision that even I was afraid to make later.
After drying myself off, I deliberately went naked 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 frequents hotels knows that bathroom doors usually
open inwards to save space. Caught off guard by my sudden pull, a soft body
stumbled in with a scream, falling right into my long-awaited arms.
At first, Ning thought I had really messed up, and she staggered, trying her best to steady herself. But when
a man forcefully embraced her, she understood completely. In that instant, her
heart pounded at my boldness, she felt weak at the thought of finally being held by the man she loved, and
she blushed at the hard man's member against her lower abdomen. 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 recover, I kissed her deeply.
A soft moan, seemingly from the depths of her heart, escaped through her nose, and her pink arms coiled like snakes
around my neck.
She was a mature young woman, her kissing skills 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 increasingly rapid and
heavy, 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, and 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
soon met in full, nakedness.
Ning had a slender figure and disproportionately large breasts;
even lying flat, her breasts were like two inverted bowls, full but slightly tilted to the sides, seemingly sagging
and no longer firm. Having endured the saliva of her husband and daughter, her nipples had turned a deep brown, now erect
and swollen, rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her waist remained slender, but her 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 a breast. 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 be a perfect body.
Reaching out to cup her full breasts, they were soft and smooth to the touch, predictably too
large to be fully grasped—at least a C-cup! Haha, I've 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 meet something,
making "mmm" sounds. One hand wrapped around my neck, while the other slid down my body to my crotch,
grasping my rock-hard penis and skillfully stroking it up and down. My glans went in and out of the foreskin, and
her small thumb gently drew circles on the head of my penis. I was already so excited that I was producing clear, sticky
fluid, and her fingers sliding on it made me feel even more stimulated.
Waves of intense pleasure shot up from my lower body, and I almost couldn't hold back and ejaculated. The woman's
actions told me about her desire. I freed one hand and reached down to her crotch, touching her slippery love juice. Ning
was ready to receive my thrusts. Without any hesitation, I pulled a pillow and placed it under her buttocks,
then lay on top of her, sticking my tongue into her mouth. My erect penis, hard as iron, thrust in all the way!
Making love with an innocent young girl requires careful consideration of her feelings. Although she may crave a man's passionate,
whirlwind love, if you don't properly open her heart and body from the beginning,
preparing her psychologically and physically, and ensuring she's sufficiently aroused and lubricated, then rushing into a brutal assault
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.
They are more open and daring psychologically, and their physical desire for men has reached its peak. Ning was currently in a
stage where excessive gentleness might leave her unsatisfied. So,
after a brief pause to feel the tightness and temperature of her vagina, I began to thrust vigorously. Each withdrawal left only the head of my penis inside
, and each entry pushed to the limit, as if I wanted to pierce her.
Unlike Xiao Zhou's tight, youthful vagina, Ning had already given birth, making her vagina slightly looser
. Lubricated by her vaginal fluids, my penis moved in and out exceptionally smoothly.
"Ah..." she uttered a satisfied and joyful sound, like someone who hadn't seen water for a month
suddenly jumping in and touching it!
Her body arched backward, twisting desperately, emitting incredibly pleasurable and lewd sounds: "Ah
...ah...so good...ah..."
I knelt up, lifting Ning's waist, raising her buttocks off the bed, and thrusting forcefully into her fleshy hole.
With each thrust, the pink flesh inside her hole was pulled out, her juices soaking my penis and flowing
down her thighs. The friction between my penis and her hole produced a "sizzling" sound.
Ning was in a frenzy; it seemed she hadn't enjoyed a man's thick penis in far too long. Her full buttocks
curved in the air with each thrust, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth emitting almost continuous "ah ah"
moans. 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 bodies. I gripped Ning's buttocks tightly, 　　rubbing my penis intensely against
the tender flesh inside her vagina. The heat, the tight embrace of her vagina, and Ning's soft moans almost suffocated me. 　　Ning's lower abdomen and chest arched upwards as I thrust into her, moaning incessantly. Soon, her vagina 　　contracted sharply, trying to suck my penis deep inside. Her arms gripped my neck tightly, her legs wrapped tightly 　　around my buttocks, as if she wanted me to flatten her. Ning's orgasm was intense and prolonged, bringing 　　me intense 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 anymore." 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 keep thrusting in and out of Ning's body, feeling 　　wave after wave of intense pleasure surging from my lower body throughout my entire being. The room was filled with the sounds of "slapping" and "thumping," Ning's soft 　　moans, and my heavy breathing. Ning's body throbbed; the pleasure from the movement of my penis made her feel almost like 　　she was dying. She gasped for breath, crying out, "Ah, I can't take it anymore, ah... ah...!" 　　My hands, no longer supporting me, gripped her breasts tightly. I pressed my body against hers, 　　thrusting into her honeypot at the maximum frequency I could muster. 　　Ning felt the pain from my gripping breasts, but the small explosions within her body amplified into a massive explosion under my high-frequency thrusts. 　　Pain and pleasure surged together, making the pleasure so vivid. Her vagina spasmed, contracting violently, 　　her body twisting incessantly. A scream, tinged with a sob, escaped her lips as her vaginal contractions reached their 　　limit, a gush of vaginal fluid spurting out and hitting 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 instant rush of pleasure. With 　　all my might, I thrust my penis deep into Ning's vagina, my burning heat shooting into her body along with my semen . 　　The impact of the semen sent Ning's body bouncing off the bed, her vision blurring, tears welling 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, the room filled with the scent of our fluids. 　　My penis still wanted to feel the woman's warm, moist vagina, but it helplessly shrank and softened, 　　squeezed out by her, a warm, sticky fluid immediately flowing 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, seeking her opinion. 　　"Yes, but I have no strength at all. Help me up." Her coquettish tone made it impossible for me to refuse. 　　Pulling her up, I noticed her breasts were considerably larger than when she was lying down, easily a D cup, but 　　unfortunately, they sagged terribly, like two small sacks swaying in front of her chest. Resisting 　　the urge to ask her anything, we embraced and went into the bathroom. 　　I really wanted to soak in the bathtub, but I was too afraid to get in the hotel tub. Fortunately, the showerhead was large 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 to wash me 　　. 　　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 at a time like this?" I was enjoying the sensation with my eyes closed when suddenly a sharp pain shot through my glans. Opening my eyes, I was met with her flushed 　　face and eyes brimming with desire. My heart skipped a beat, and my body stirred again; my large penis began to 　　harden once more. 　　Feeling my penis rising again, she said with slight surprise, "You're amazing!" 　　"I can't help it, with you around, 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...it still 　　hurts a little down there!" 　　Holding my increasingly swollen and hard penis, feeling my surging desire, she looked up at me, 　　kissed my 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 into her mouth 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 the red glans, then lowered her head and...

She 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. One
hand reached down to touch the scrotum hanging between my legs, cupping it in her palm and gently kneading it. Another hand
slid across my body, caressing my groin, thighs, and buttocks, while her fingers gently probed my anus. The intense
stimulation made my penis even harder.
Sometimes she would suck and spit out the thick penis while skillfully licking it up and down with her tongue
, wrapping it around the thick shaft, licking from the base all the way up to the glans. Sometimes she would swallow
it 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 continuously 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
and scream. 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. She grasped
the lower half of my penis with both hands, kneading and stroking my scrotum, while her head moved up and down, forcefully sucking on the upper half
of my penis, quickly swallowing and spitting it in and out of her mouth. Her tongue trembled and entwined, licking and rolling the thick
, hot shaft.
With the intensified intense pleasure and stimulation from her lips and tongue, my
heavy breathing from my mouth and nose almost turned into a roar. My penis, almost uncontrollably
throbbing and swelling in her mouth, began to twitch and tremble in waves. I couldn't help but
arch my back, bend forward, close my legs, and cup her face between my thighs. 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 thrust
.
With increasingly heavy and loud breathing, the muscles in my abdomen, buttocks, and thighs suddenly
clenched and trembled involuntarily. My penis, being swallowed and thrust in her mouth, suddenly went out of control, violently swelling, throbbing , and spasming. Then, with a heavy roar, a gush of hot semen shot 　　out
from the head of my penis . 　　Seeing this, she gasped and opened her mouth wide, grasping my ejaculating penis. She thrust her tongue into the shaft of the penis in her 　　mouth 　　, licking and twitching it rapidly, wrapping it around the spurting semen, as if trying to drain me dry. 　　I gasped and roared amidst the intense spasms of my body and the extreme pleasure she was igniting, thrusting my 　　thick, semen-laden penis into her mouth repeatedly, pumping the hot semen 　　into her open mouth again and again. 　　After a series of violent ejaculations in her mouth, I exhaled a long breath, relaxing 　　. My penis was still inside her mouth, her mouth full of my semen. 　　She looked up at me, opened her mouth, letting me see the mouth full of white semen, then spat it 　　out, 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 bathrobe. 　　I opened the door, signed the bill, declined the room service, and pushed the food cart in myself. 　　Ning was up too. Looking at her in the nursery rhyme bathrobe, the sash not yet tied, her large 　　breasts partially exposed, her hair slightly disheveled, her eyes still sleepy, and her face still flushed, 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 have a sexual relationship with a man, they have no taboos. The most lewd 　　words, the most lewd actions, the most private topics—they can all be said, done, and 　　discussed in front of this man. 　　It turned out that 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 take Ning to bed first and wouldn't stop 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 pent up. 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 oral sex 　　. 　　When they first got married, Ning was a naive young woman. To enhance their intimacy, her husband somehow 　　acquired many pornographic DVDs. At night, the couple often watched these DVDs while making love. In less than 　　six months, Ning had developed a skill that drove men crazy in bed, especially her mouth. Without using her hands, 　　she could bring her husband to climax with just her mouth. Before, her husband had to beg her, and she could only give him pleasure when she was in a good mood. 　　She had hoped that this skill would satisfy her husband while reducing her own suffering. However, her husband had been pent up 　　for too long, and after each oral sex, he wasn't satisfied and wanted more. Ning's suffering was no less 　　. Gradually, she developed a repulsion towards sex, and consequently, towards her husband. Every time 　　her husband came home, the couple would argue incessantly.

Just a few days before I arrived in Wuhan, her husband returned. As usual, as soon as she got home from work, he pulled her
into the house. When his hard penis, like a sharp dagger, pierced her still-unwet vagina
, the unbearable pain made her scream. She kicked him off the bed.
He stood there stunned for a while, then suddenly jumped back onto the bed, cursing. Her husband, who had never been violent towards Ning before, now
acted 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, only sighing repeatedly. 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 on a driving trip.
I appeared just as she was going through her most emotional turmoil. My handsome face, humorous conversation, extensive knowledge
, excellent 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
seemed so vulgar, uneducated, and unambitious. Although he was honest and hardworking, that had been
completely eroded by the domestic violence he had suffered.
Listening to her tearful story, a feeling of pity welled up 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 working on the endless
highways for his family. The harsh reality had shaped his simple and brutal nature. As a woman, Ning needed a man's
caresses and tenderness. 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, put down my glass, and hugged her tightly. She hugged me back, her hands
caressing 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 today. 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 frenzied, 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
more intense than inside Ning's vagina, 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 urge. I pulled my fingers out of Ning's anus and inserted my penis into her honey hole,
slowly thrusting in and out. My hands reached up to Ning's breasts, gently rubbing her hard nipples until Ning
's breathing became heavy again. Only then did I pull 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
lightly scraping the inside of her firm and tender thighs. Ning, unable to withstand such provocation, arched her back, gripped
the edge of the sink tightly, and cried out, "Ah...ah..." Her vaginal fluids gushed forth, and after a violent
tremor, she collapsed, slumped onto the sink, only heavy breathing remaining...
Seeing Ning reach another climax, her body limp, I felt an overwhelming urge to penetrate. 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 curved, requiring extra care during initial development, especially...
It requires the other person to relax their body, otherwise the sphincter muscles in the anus will be too tight, causing injury during penetration. Although it has been
developed with fingers and lubricated with lotion and vaginal fluid, it is still different from fingers, and I still find it difficult to penetrate.
However, in order to completely conquer Ning, I would rather slowly develop Ning's erogenous zones, so as to gradually lead Ning into
the world of lust, rather than force it.
Suppressing my burning desire, I began to slowly sway my hips, gradually pushing my penis inch by inch into
Ning's anus. When I encountered slight resistance, I withdrew slightly before continuing to penetrate. It took considerable
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 the entrance, the tightness felt as if it would snap my penis in two, making me feel so incredibly comfortable that every
pore on my body opened up, and I almost couldn't control myself and began thrusting wildly. I paused temporarily, 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, further exciting me
. Unable to resist the intense pleasure, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, my hands moving to
her vagina to continue kneading and teasing…
At this moment, Ning, driven by waves of tingling and itching, was… Still in a state of confusion, Ning felt
a tight, throbbing urge to defecate in her lower body. She tried to get up, but her whole body felt weak and powerless.
I held her tightly around the waist and hips, making it impossible for her to move. She could only let my hot, hard penis thrust in and out of her anus
…
I gripped Ning's buttocks tightly, thrusting rapidly. Ning had never experienced anything like this before,
and a wave of panic washed over her. Unable to resist, she felt a surge of fear, and two streams of crystal tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out
, “Waaah…no…no…don’t…take it out…” Her previous valiant self-sacrifice
was completely gone; 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 clitoris 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 sticking my tongue into her ear
canal and gently blowing 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 heart. Slowly, her
soft sobs began to be interspersed with a few charming moans. Soon, Ning even felt
waves of tingling pleasure coming from my penis as it stimulated her violated rear, making her so ashamed that she
couldn't help but let out a soft cry: "Ah...ah..." Ning's delicate face instantly flushed red,
making her even more beautiful and alluring, utterly captivating.
Seeing Ning begin 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..." With that, I slowly withdrew my penis, until it was almost at the entrance of Ning's anus
, then slowly inserted it again, beginning my slow, deliberate movements. My mouth and hands continued their relentless, wanton
caresses of Ning's body.
Ning's body couldn't withstand my teasing; a wave of tingling, itchy pain washed over her. The sensation from her rear—a slight
tingling, a subtle itching—made her even more flustered. Coupled with my relentless ravaging of her sensitive areas, it wasn't
long before Ning's eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, moaning softly, her body trembling slightly—clearly, she was
consumed by 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 pale 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, quietly
enjoying my caresses. At this moment, Ning's skin was incredibly sensitive, her whole body trembling, moaning softly, unknowingly
sinking into the abyss of lust.
I desperately wanted to unleash my desire with unrestrained passion, yet I feared upsetting Ning, so I had to suppress my
burning lust and instead use a slow, deliberate approach. My penis was burning and painfully swollen, and 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 her 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, my thrusts
relentless, a series of rapid slapping sounds making Ning cry out, her slender waist and pink buttocks swaying like a long-awaited
woman responding to my thrusts. Soon, under this onslaught, Ning's 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. A
sudden, intense emptiness washed over her, causing Ning to panic, her mind blank, unable to focus...
She swayed her round, white buttocks back and forth, her beautiful, half-open eyes filled with a dreamy allure, turning back to me and calling out seductively
, "Ah...faster...no...faster...faster...I...I want..." She even reached out, trying to
grab my penis, forgetting everything else, only pursuing physical pleasure.
Seeing Ning's thirsty appearance, I remained unmoved, tightly embracing Ning's slender waist with both hands, my
hot, hard penis rubbing incessantly between Ning's buttocks, looking down at Ning and saying, "
How do I compare to your husband?" The hot penis pressed tightly between her buttocks, soothing Ning with a tingling, numb, and itchy
sensation, unable to bear the intense emptiness and loss in her heart, she hurriedly replied, "You...you're so good, hurry...I want...
I want...faster...give it to me...give it to me..." Seeing Ning like this, I aimed my glans at her honeyed little
hole, thrusting my hips, and penetrating her.
"Oh..." A satisfied moan escaped her lips. Waves of
pleasure surged through Ning's body, 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 grew increasingly rapid. It seemed that... He couldn't hold on much longer, so he secretly channeled his inner energy, causing his entire penis
to tremble incessantly. He pressed the tip of his penis tightly against the depths of Ning's vagina, rubbing it against the tender flesh at the center. At the same time, he reached
out and pinched Ning's large breasts with one hand, while the other hand pinched and kneaded the tiny, pearl-like clitoris at the
entrance of her vagina. This immediately sent a jolt through Ning, causing her entire body to convulse and tremble. A strong, tingling pleasure
surged through her, making her dizzy and causing her to cry out, "Ah...ah..."
Seeing Ning trembling with pleasure, moaning incessantly, and about to reach her climax again, I shifted my focus to her anus.
Using the previous lubrication and her own fluids, I easily entered Ning's chrysanthemum cave. This time, I
wasn't so polite. Upon entering, I began a rapid series of thrusts, inserting my left hand fingers
into Ning's secret cave, repeatedly pumping and probing.
In no time, waves of pleasure surged from her anus, coupled with my fingers constantly probing inside, and the gentle caresses against her fair neck and back. A flurry of kisses, waves of pleasure
crashing over her, and Ning was finally completely lost in the tide of lust…
Looking in the mirror, Ning's hair was disheveled, her slender, snow-white waist was exposed, her long, shapely legs were as
smooth as silk, and her soft, beautiful lines extended downwards. Her abdomen trembled slightly from my thrusts, and her entire
body was covered in a rosy glow of excitement, glistening with fine beads of sweat. Her breasts appeared even larger as she bent forward
, swaying back and forth with my thrusts, drawing wanton arcs. Her eyes were half-closed, revealing a hazy burning
desire. Her small mouth was wide open, emitting continuous moans that inspired men. Her delicate, pretty 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, beautiful 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, 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, and their intercourse was perfectly coordinated.
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 simultaneously
inserting my index and middle fingers into her vagina, and stuffing the fingers of my other hand into her mouth as she cried out
.
Then I began to violently thrust my thick, hard penis back and forth, penetrating her
anus, which was tightly gripping my penis, while one hand pressed and rubbed her clitoris, two fingers were inserted into her vagina, and
the fingers of my other hand were stuffed 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 being constantly touched and rubbed, and her mouth being stuffed full of fingers.
The intense stimulation and pleasure from the insertion, thrusting, and caressing of her body's orifices caused her entire 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...ouch!"
Seeing her violently trembling body, I intensified my assault.
A large amount of fluid flowed from her vagina, which was being stimulated and rubbed by my fingers, 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; the walls of her anus spasmed in waves, the spasms
even more intense than those in her vagina. My fingers, inserted in her vagina, felt the
intense spasms even more sensitively than my penis.
I was already on the verge of collapse, but I felt extremely stimulated. When her soft, fragrant anus gripped me,
I couldn't control myself any longer. 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 a series of twists and tremors,
she lay there limp and boneless, sprawling on the sink, her plump
, white buttocks still shamelessly raised, enjoying 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 feeling weak and sore. I could feel my penis rapidly shrinking,
squeezed out by her still-strong sphincter muscles, but I didn't feel any fluid flowing out. My millions of offspring
remained inside her rectum. Thus, all three holes of this beautiful, charming, and alluring young woman from Wuhan had been
explored by me, and I even got her anus deflowered!
I gently kissed her earlobe and asked, "Did 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
stimulating... So good... I love it so much."
"Then, which hole is more comfortable?" I asked a very lewd question.
"Both are comfortable."
"How could that be? When I first penetrated from behind, didn't you cry out in pain and want me to pull out? How could it be comfortable?"
I teased her deliberately.
"Mmm, it hurt a lot at first, but then it didn't hurt anymore. It felt different from before, so
exciting!"
After rinsing off, we lay down on the bed. She nestled in my arms, 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; my
words betrayed my true feelings, a promise we both knew was hard to keep.
"Sigh—" She let out a long sigh, said nothing more, and just hugged me tighter.
A strong sense of drowsiness quickly made me fall into a deep sleep. I don't know when she left.
When I woke up the next morning, she was gone. Only the mess on the sheets testified to last night's frenzy.
On the table, she left a note: "Darling, thank you for everything you've given me. I once thought I
would never have any joy in life again, never experience the happiness of being a woman again. You gave me all of that back. You are a
charming man, and I envy your wife. I wish you wouldn't leave, that I could be your woman, even
as a mistress (local dialect)." But I know you don't belong to me.
You have your own life. Having you for one night is enough for me for the rest of my life.
Go 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.
Love you, my man.
Your woman, Ning.
[Date]
I lit a cigarette, and with it, the note. Watching the white paper twist in the flames and turn
into black ash in the ashtray, I knew that another heavy mark had been added to my Hubei sentiment, one I could probably never
let go of…

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