Lewd young woman

My
name is Wu Mengyao, I'm 25 years old, and I just got married. My husband works for a foreign company and has a very good income, so I don't need to work. I met him through an introduction after I returned home from university. He's decent-looking and treats me well, so we dated for a while and then got married. Although I wouldn't call myself a stunning beauty, I'm still quite attractive, with delicate features and a pretty face. Especially my skin, which is as smooth as snow; he always says it's like the skin of a teenage girl. Although I dress more conservatively after being with him, it still can't hide my beautiful figure. I'm 1.65 meters tall with C-cup breasts. They're not huge, but they feel great to the touch. I don't know why, even after being ravaged by many men, they're still soft and firm, and my nipples and areolas haven't darkened. So, they can conceal my past promiscuous lifestyle. I pretended well in front of him; I hadn't slept with him before our marriage.

On our wedding day, he was the first to have sex with me. As soon as he came into the house, he carried me to the bed and kissed me wildly, touching my big breasts. I hadn't been fucked in a long time; since returning from university, I'd been relying on masturbation. Since I was in the city, if I got horny and ran into someone I knew, I'd be done for, so I was desperately craving it. He put his hand inside my bra, caressing my breasts, kneading my nipples, and even sucking my saliva with his tongue. He took off my clothes and removed my bra; this was the first time he'd seen my breasts.

He looked at me and said, "Yaoyao, your breasts are so beautiful."

I pretended to be shy and didn't answer him, turning my head away from him. He didn't say much when he saw my shyness, probably secretly pleased. Little did he know how many men had played with my breasts. He lowered his head and licked my nipples. I'm a sensitive woman; when he kissed and touched me earlier, I held back from making a single moan. I suppressed the pleasure from my nipples and kept my mouth tightly shut. Luckily, his technique wasn't great, or I wouldn't have been able to take it. He clearly wasn't very experienced, but he was very enthusiastic. As he sucked on my nipples, he started to take off his clothes, then his outer garment, leaving me only in my underwear. He was naked, his penis already hard and erect. The size was quite satisfactory, around 15 or 16 centimeters. I don't like it too big; a big one is pleasurable, but also tiring. After all, marriage isn't a one-night stand, so a big one is enough for now. He started licking my lower abdomen, then pulled down my panties. I deliberately wriggled, not letting him take them off so easily. He forcefully pulled off my panties and brought his mouth to give me oral sex. I really enjoy being licked, but I pretended to resist. He still licked me forcefully with clumsy technique, giving me the feeling that it was his first time giving a woman oral sex. "

Aren't you disgusted?" I asked him

, "Is licking you more comfortable? Besides, you're my wife, how could I be disgusted?" His answer

touched me a little. After licking for a while, he lifted his penis and wanted to penetrate me. Although my vagina had been penetrated by many people, it was still quite tight, and it had been a long time since I had done it. He slowly inserted himself, and I could feel his penis gradually expanding my vagina. Judging from his expression, he seemed very satisfied, as if he was quite pleased with my vagina. I immediately felt relieved; as long as I didn't act too lewdly, there wouldn't be a problem. After penetrating my core, he began to slowly thrust in and out. I bit my lip to prevent myself from making any lewd moans, only occasionally letting out soft groans. After a while, I was about to climax, probably because it had been so long since I'd had a penis. He also showed signs of ejaculating. He held me and thrust forcefully a few times before ejaculating, a lot of it, all spraying onto my core. I also climaxed at the same time. He held me contentedly and said, "Wife, that felt so good, I love you." I didn't answer him, but turned around and hugged him back. We fell asleep like that, embracing each other.

For the next few days, I maintained this conservative and passive approach to sex. He asked me to perform oral sex on him, but I refused, feeling I needed to wait. About two weeks after the wedding, he received a notice from his company that he would be going abroad for a year of training. Because of my behavior before and after the marriage, he felt reassured and even guilty that he had to leave me so soon after getting married.

I comforted him, saying, "It's okay, I can take care of myself. Just take good care of yourself."

He was very touched and said, "You're such a good wife. We have money at home. If you feel bored at home, go on a trip."

The night before he left, we had another passionate night together. Lying in bed, I said, "Darling, you're leaving tomorrow. How do you want me to leave you with something special?" My words had a slightly provocative tone.

He excitedly brought his semi-erect penis to my mouth, and I opened my mouth and took it in, deliberately acting awkwardly, but he seemed satisfied. I only took it in and stroked it a few times before he became unsatisfied again, saying,

"Baby, can you lick it?"

Seeing his pitiful expression, I symbolically licked his glans. He held my head and slowly inserted his penis into my throat. I coughed a few times and then spat it out, deliberately acting coquettishly, saying, "

You bad boy, you've corrupted me."

He was very excited today, holding me tightly, kissing my cheeks, licking my lips, and then forcefully taking my lips into his mouth and kissing me. I responded to him, offering him my tongue, which he sucked with relish. His hands weren't idle either; he removed my pajamas and groped my body, kneading my breasts and caressing my vulva. After kissing for a while, he began to attack my full breasts, kneading and sucking them, sometimes even biting my nipples. I said coquettishly, "Honey, be gentle, you're hurting me." His flirting skills had clearly improved over the past few days, and I was slowly returning to normal, no longer needing to pretend so hard. After playing with my breasts for a while, he began to lick my vulva, gently licking my labia until I was overflowing with lustful fluid.

Ah... ah... I gasped softly, my eyes glazed. A moment later, he slipped his tongue inside again, teasing my clitoris with his tongue, wet with a mixture of saliva and my love juices. The feeling was wonderful, but my vagina was unbearably itchy.

Ah…you bad boy…stop…I couldn't help myself;

I was flushed and writhing shyly as he teased me. He could tell I was ready for his penis. Looking at my timid expression, he rubbed his glans against my labia a few times before inserting it, following the flow of my vaginal fluid. For some reason, he was a little rougher than usual today; his penis went all the way in at once, and I gasped in surprise. Then he grabbed my slender waist and began thrusting rapidly. I felt his large penis going in and out of my wet, wet vagina, making squelching sounds, which felt incredibly pleasurable. After a while, he slowed down the intense movements. I closed my legs and let him straddle me, slowly undulating. Although he didn't penetrate deeply, it perfectly stimulated my G-spot. He leaned down and hugged me, pressing my breasts tightly against his chest, making me feel a strong masculine scent. He also licked my ear with his tongue and gently blew air into it, making me feel incredibly itchy but unable to escape. Under this double stimulation... After only a few thrusts, I felt myself approaching orgasm. My body, drenched in sweat, began to spasm. I had an orgasm, and unexpectedly, I also ejaculated. This was the first time he had ever made me ejaculate. Thick vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, spraying onto his penis. He felt it too, stopping licking my ears, but his penis continued to slowly undulate in rhythm with the contractions of my vagina. I enjoyed the intense orgasm. After I calmed down, he whispered in my ear, "

Baby, was it good?"

"Mmm..." I answered shyly.

"Baby, turn around so I can enter from behind, okay?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, he flipped me over. I lay face down on the bed, and he held my waist, lifted my buttocks, and made me kneel. Then, he slowly inserted his large penis from behind. This position allowed for deep penetration. I had just ejaculated, so it was wet and slippery inside, making it very pleasurable for him. He thrust faster and harder, making my large breasts sway back and forth with his thrusts. The constant slapping sounds from behind stimulated my hearing. I could only bury my head under the pillow, trying to avoid moaning loudly. He would occasionally come over from behind and touch my breasts. After more than ten minutes, he grabbed my breasts forcefully, and his penis thrust deep inside me, ejaculating with a powerful thrust. I was so aroused that I had another orgasm.

The next morning, I took him to the airport. Now that he was gone, I had another chance to let loose. I started planning what to do, and suddenly remembered his invitation to go on a trip. A brilliant idea struck me: if staying home wasn't enough, I could just go out and have some fun! He was going to the United States. Because of the time difference, I usually refused to answer his calls, citing the need to avoid disturbing his work and rest. We only talked on weekends, which left a good impression on him and his family. With the plan in mind, I started to act. I bought a plane ticket to the city where my university was located, as I was more familiar with the area. I landed around 6 PM, found a place to eat something, and booked a room. Looking at the time, it was already 8 PM. I changed into the black thong, lace fishnet stockings, and lace garter stockings I had prepared beforehand. I chose a tight black bra, which made my cleavage look even deeper. I looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied. I put on some delicate light makeup. I wore a low-cut dress over it; the dress wasn't short, just above my knees. I put on some heels and set off.

I arrived at one of the more upscale bars in the area, choosing it because the men there seemed to be of good quality. The layout inside hadn't changed much, and beautiful women were dancing seductively. I went to the bar and ordered a glass of red wine, waiting for a man to approach me. I'd only taken a couple of sips when someone came over. "

Sexy lady, are you alone?" A well-proportioned man in his thirties said,

"Yes, alone."

"Would you mind buying me a drink?" "Me too," I replied, sitting at the booth over there. He pointed over there and said,

"Okay," I replied flirtatiously.

We chatted casually for a while. I didn't tell him anything except that I was married. He didn't make any advances towards me, except for a few tentative touches while pouring me a drink, so I had a good impression of him. "

Let's go for a walk," he said, "the night view is nice." Seeing that I didn't answer, he called out, "

The bill."

We left the bar, chatting as we walked. He was quite talkative and mature. We passed a hotel in less than ten minutes. He apologized, saying, "

Look how careless I am! I only just noticed you were wearing high heels. You must be exhausted. Why don't we rest here?"

"Okay," I said, pretending to be reluctant. In my heart, I thought, "He's playing this game with me. This was all your plan. Anyway, it's my plan, so of course I won't refuse."

After we went inside, he paid for the room and said, "

To apologize, I'll give you a foot massage and tell you to lie down on the bed."

"No need," I said insincerely, "I'll just rest for a bit." "

It's alright, otherwise I'll feel bad."

I took off my shoes and slowly lay down. He sat beside my feet and gently massaged them. After a while, he took off his shoes too and came to the bed to massage my calves, even deliberately lifting my legs to see my reaction. I was wearing a skirt, so everything underneath was definitely visible. Seeing that I didn't refuse and was dressed so provocatively, he finally couldn't resist. He climbed on top of me and kissed me. This kind of man is an experienced hunter; he had already masked the smell of alcohol with chewing gum during the walk, so as not to offend women. At this point, I no longer needed to pretend to be an innocent maiden. I responded passionately, letting him suck on my tongue. Our tongues intertwined, and I began to touch my breasts. I took off my skirt, revealing my sexy lingerie. Seeing my alluring body in my seductive attire, his erection grew, but he wasn't in a hurry. That's the advantage of mature men; they know how to play with women, not just to release their pent-up desires. He lowered his head and gently licked my breasts with his tongue, making me feel ticklish. Sometimes he would even insert his tongue into my cleavage. He pulled down my bra, and my large breasts immediately bounced out. He didn't take off my bra, but instead let it squeeze my breasts even more firmly. He was very pleased with my soft, white breasts and rosy nipples, and slowly began to play with them. He sucked and kneaded my breasts, changing shape in his hands.

Ah...so good...suck harder...I started moaning.

So you're a slut too. He said as he sucked, "

Isn't this what I wanted? Ah...it's all your fault, ah...you're so good at it..."

He would gently bite and then lick harder, his hands kneading with just the right amount of pressure, which I really enjoyed. Soon my nipples were hard, and then he moved on to the other one. It felt like countless ants were crawling all over my body. After he played with my breasts for a while, I got wet. He moved down to my vagina and gently pressed it. My panties were small, and after a while, they went inside my pussy. It was already wet inside, and the friction from the panties made it even more comfortable, making the opening wet.

Such a sensitive body, already so wet.

He reluctantly left my breasts to play with my wetness. He pulled up my panties, which were like ropes, and rubbed them back and forth against my tender vulva, causing them to sink deep into my opening and spill out a little clear fluid.

Ah... um... ah...

Seeing how wet I was, he parted my two dripping labia, revealing my pink cavity, and rubbed and massaged my labia minora, sometimes gently touching my tender clitoris, sometimes inserting his fingers into my vagina and stirring them, going in and out, making me overflow with vaginal fluid. He touched my anus with his hands covered in vaginal fluid, opened his mouth and took my vulva in, stimulating my warm and moist vagina with his tongue. He inserted one hand into my anus and began playing with my clitoris with the other, his tongue constantly moving in and out of my vagina.

Mmm… I can’t take it… Ah… So good…

Under this stimulation, a tingling sensation soon spread throughout my body, my whole body trembled, my lower abdomen tightened, and I orgasmed. He actually brought me to orgasm without using his penis. I lay there, flushed and weak, enjoying the pleasure of my orgasm. He took the opportunity to take off his clothes; his penis was already erect. When he returned, he didn't rush to fuck me, but kissed me and caressed my breasts. I also helped him masturbate. After my orgasm, he leered, as if to say, “

Feeling good? Want me to feel good too?”

I understood what he meant. I sat up, hugged his waist, and lowered my head to take his penis into my mouth. He sat there, enjoying my oral sex while playing with my breasts. I got tired after licking him for a while, so I lay back down with a pillow behind my head and had him kneel in front of me. It was much easier that way. He liked it too, because this way he could take the initiative to fuck me with his mouth and see my wanton state. I sucked on his penis hard, my tongue wrapped around his glans, teasing and licking it, while also kneading his testicles. Sometimes he would thrust into my mouth a few times. After licking his penis for a while, I licked his testicles and used my hand to stroke his penis. "

Baby, I love your big tits so much, squeeze them for me." He wanted me to give him a nipplejob,

but squeezing them like this wasn't comfortable, and there wasn't any oil.

He laughed and somehow produced a bottle of essential oil from a drawer. Oh well, I had no choice but to do it. It's not like I've never done it before. I took the essential oil and applied it evenly to his penis. I took off my bra and applied some to the inside of my breasts as well. He stood up, and I knelt in front of him, using my full, soft breasts to clamp his penis. I held my fair breasts and moved them up and down, sometimes licking his glans. He moved in rhythm with me, thrusting into my cleavage. Gradually, I felt his penis harden and throb intensely. I knew he was about to ejaculate. He squeezed my breasts hard and moved quickly.

"Ah...hiss...ah..." He groaned comfortably, his large, dark penis ejaculating streams of semen. Because I had my head down, the first, most intense spurt landed on my face, the rest on my chest. I didn't rush to wipe the semen off my face; I focused on squeezing him between my breasts, slowing down to let him finish. Then I wiped the semen off my face and smeared it on my breasts, then used my gloved hand to wipe the semen off the penis. Afterwards, I licked it a few times. "

How was it? Was it good?"

"Mmm, it was amazing! You little slut, you're so good at this, especially seeing the semen on your face, it's so stimulating. Your husband is so lucky." "

My husband and I don't do that. Is your wife as good as me?"

She's nowhere near as good as you. Her breasts aren't as big, she's not as pretty, and most importantly, she's not as slutty as you.

I'm perfectly innocent in front of my husband, but who knows who she's moaning with pleasure under right now. I chuckled and said, "

I'll make you moan with pleasure under me later." He wasn't angry and we joked around as we rested. We both knew a big battle was coming soon. "

How about you say some lewd things loudly for me to hear later?" "

That depends on your skills." "

Let's go shower." By this time, we'd rested enough.

I took off my stockings and went into the bathroom with him. It was simply furnished, with a vanity and a large mirror on top, and a shower. He turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and pulled me in to shower together. He tore open a shower gel bottle and started washing my body, while I washed his penis. He really liked my breasts, saying he'd put shower gel on them and rub and squeeze them, which made me feel all itchy. After rinsing off the shower gel, I realized my penis was hard, so I turned off the shower, knelt down, and gave him oral sex. After a while, it got hard again. He pulled me up and kissed my neck, played with my breasts, and then pulled me out to hold onto the vanity. I spread my legs and stuck out my buttocks, and he licked my pussy and anus from behind, while also masturbating to keep his penis hard. I looked down at him masturbating while enjoying his tongue; after a few licks, I was already wet again.

"Ah...mmm...so good..." I moaned, and he licked even harder.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...stop...ah...give it to me..." He then switched to using his fingers to penetrate my cunt. "

What do you want, you little slut?" "What will I give you?" he said, while forcefully digging into my cunt. "

I want a big cock, ah..." I felt so good yet so uncomfortable. "

Don't call it a cock, call it a dick."

"Mmm...dick, I want a big dick..." I moaned lewdly

. Finally, he was satisfied, and with a "plop," he thrust his cock into my cunt, all the way in, pumping violently.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...you're so good at fucking..."

The little slut looked up at the mirror. Who was being fucked so good?

It's me... ah... I'm going to die... ah... don't stop...

The mirror reflected the scene of him ravishing me from behind. My messy hair partially obscured my handsome face, which was flushed, my eyes half-closed, and my sexy little mouth slightly open, moaning. My large breasts swayed in rhythm with his thrusts. Seeing my wanton reflection in the mirror excited me even more, and the slapping sounds of my round buttocks being pounded were like an aphrodisiac. His engorged penis rubbed against the walls of my vagina, and waves of intense pleasure pushed me to climax.

Ah... ah... it's coming again... I'm going to cum again... I climaxed again amidst a series of screams.

Oh... so tight... so good... oh... so good at gripping... The intense contractions of my vagina after the climax also pleased him.

This time, he didn't give me a chance to catch my breath, but continued to fuck me fiercely. I was already experiencing the pleasure of orgasm, and with his repeated deep thrusts, I was fucked to the point of death. My juices were flowing from my wet hole, dripping onto the ground.

I couldn't take it anymore... Ahh... You're fucking me to death... Your big cock is so good at fucking... Ah... I'm going to heaven... I'm all the way in... I screamed loudly to release the pleasure inside me. I knew I was about to cum again.

After he fucked me dozens more times, I orgasmed again. Two consecutive orgasms had greatly exhausted me. My body was starting to stiffen and I was completely weak. I didn't have the strength to scream loudly anymore. He let me rest for a while, then pulled out his penis, flipped me over, and used his arms to support my legs. My juices gushed out of my wet hole. "

You have so much juice. It feels so good to fuck you."

As he spoke, he reinserted his penis. I clung to his neck, and he carried me back into the house while he continued to fuck me. He placed me half-reclined on the headboard and began to slowly thrust in and out. This position allowed me to clearly see his large penis going in and out of my vagina, my labia majora flapping with each thrust, and the vaginal fluid at the entrance turning into a thick, white slick, which was also drawn out with each movement. He fucked my wetness at a leisurely pace, teasing me with varying depths of penetration, his strong hands kneading my breasts, and occasionally sucking on my tongue and licking my ears. After about ten minutes of this, I felt my vaginal fluid begin to flow profusely again, my moans gradually grew louder, and my vagina involuntarily clenched tightly around his penis.

Mmm... Ah... Ah... So good... Harder... Ah... Harder... He didn't listen to me and thrust harder, but I could clearly feel the depth and speed increasing.

Ah... Give it to me... Faster... Harder... I felt like I was about to climax, and I cried out loudly.

Just at the crucial moment, he actually stopped, pressing the head of his penis against my clitoris. I thought he was afraid of ejaculating and wanted to slow down, but I was wrong. When my climax weakened, he started attacking again, stopping again when I was about to climax. Time and time again, he brought me to the edge of climax, and then pulled me back again and again. After four or five times, I broke down. I kept thrusting my vaginal muscles, trying to tightly clamp his penis, but in this position, he had the initiative, and no matter how hard I tried, the effect was to drive me even crazier. Finally, I almost cried and

begged him... um... give it to me... spare me... He doesn't seem satisfied with my moans

... please, big cock brother, stop torturing me... fuck me hard, tear my cunt apart... fuck me to death... ah... please... Maybe my moans satisfied him, maybe he had enough, or maybe he was about to ejaculate. Anyway, I don't know why he increased the intensity, and I didn't have time to care, I just moaned loudly.

Ah…fuck me to death…so good…all the way in…I’m going to die…ahhh…love my big cock to death…I can’t take it anymore…I’m going to cum…ahhh…

He lifted my legs high and thrust in hard, each time with all his might, all the way in. After a hundred or so thrusts, he finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated, pressing the head of his penis against my clitoris and shooting his semen deep into my uterus with a spasm. My uterus felt incredibly hot and comfortable, streams of vaginal fluid gushing out with each tremor. This long-awaited orgasm was incredibly pleasurable, making my whole body feel relaxed and trembling uncontrollably. Afterwards, we lay limp on the bed, and he didn’t forget to knead my breasts. We fell asleep soon after.

The next morning, I was woken up by his licking. When I got up, I found my pussy was already soaking wet. I put on my stockings and we had sex again. This time, I was on top, using my pussy to move up and down on his penis. He kept thrusting upwards, my breasts swaying up and down. I swayed my hips seductively, and finally, amidst the sounds of our thrusting and my moans, he ejaculated into my pussy. Of course, I also orgasmed. Soon, a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid flowed out. I lay on top of him for a while before he went to take a shower. "

You can go now, don't worry about me. I'll rest for a while," I said to him as I lay on the bed.

"Okay," he replied as he dressed. "You get some rest." Before leaving, he came over and grabbed my breasts, sucking on them twice.

I lay in bed, reminiscing, fantasizing about the passionate and exciting days to come. A smile unconsciously crept onto my face as I gazed at the ceiling.

My name is Wu Mengyao, I'm twenty-five years old, and I just got married. My husband works for a foreign company and earns a considerable income, so I don't need to work. I met him through an introduction after I returned home from university. He was decent-looking and treated me well, so we dated for a while before getting married. Although I wouldn't call myself a stunning beauty, I'm still quite attractive, with delicate features and a striking appearance. Especially my skin, smooth as snow; he always says it's like the skin of a teenage girl. Although I dress more conservatively after being with him, it still can't hide my beautiful figure. I'm 1.65 meters tall with C-cup breasts. They're not huge, but they feel great to the touch. I don't know why, but even after being ravaged by many men, they remain soft and firm, and my nipples and areolas haven't darkened. So, I can conceal my past promiscuous lifestyle. I'm good at pretending in front of him; I haven't slept with him before marriage.

On our wedding day, he was the first to have sex with me. As soon as he entered the house, he carried me to the bed and kissed me passionately, touching my large breasts. I hadn't been fucked in a long time; since returning from university, I'd been relying on masturbation. Since I was in town, if I got horny and ran into someone I knew, I'd be done for, so I was desperately craving it. He put his hand inside my bra, caressing my breasts, kneading my nipples, and even sucking my saliva with his tongue. He took off my clothes and removed my bra; it was the first time he'd seen my breasts.

He looked at me and said, "Yaoyao, your breasts are so beautiful."

I pretended to be shy and didn't answer, turning my head away from him. Seeing my shyness, he didn't say much, probably secretly pleased. Little did he know, my breasts had been played with by countless men. He lowered his head and licked my nipples. I'm a sensitive woman; when he kissed and touched me earlier, I tried not to make a sound. I suppressed the pleasure emanating from my nipples and kept my mouth tightly shut. Luckily, his technique wasn't great, or I wouldn't have been able to handle it. He clearly wasn't very experienced, but he was very enthusiastic. As he sucked on my nipples, he started taking off his clothes, then my outer garment, leaving me only in my underwear. He was completely naked, his penis already very hard and erect. The size was also quite satisfactory, about 15 or 16 centimeters. I don't like it too big; big ones are pleasurable, but also tiring. After all, marriage isn't a one-night stand; a big one is enough for now. He started licking my lower abdomen, then pulled down my panties. I deliberately squirmed, not letting him take them off so easily. He forcefully pulled them off and brought his mouth to give me oral sex. I actually enjoy being licked, but I pretended to resist. He still forcefully and clumsily licked me, giving me the feeling that it was his first time giving a woman oral sex. "

Aren't you disgusted?" I asked him

, "Is licking you more comfortable? Besides, you're my wife, how could I be disgusted?" His answer

touched me a little. After licking for a while, he raised his penis, wanting to penetrate me. Although my vagina had been penetrated by many people, it was still quite tight, and it had been a long time since I had been penetrated. He slowly inserted it, and I could feel his penis expanding my vagina little by little. From his expression, he seemed very satisfied, as if he was very pleased with my vagina. I immediately felt relieved; as long as I didn't act too lewdly, there wouldn't be any problems. After he penetrated my core, he began to slowly thrust in and out. I bit my lip to prevent myself from making any lewd moans, only occasionally letting out soft groans. After a while, I was about to climax, probably because it had been so long since I'd had a penis. He also showed signs of ejaculating. He held me and thrust forcefully a few times before ejaculating, a lot of it, all spraying onto my core. I also climaxed at the same time. He held me contentedly and said, "Wife, that felt so good, I love you." I didn't answer him, but turned around and hugged him back. We fell asleep like that, embracing each other.

For the next few days, I maintained this conservative and passive sex life. He asked me to give him oral sex, but I refused because I felt I needed to wait a little longer. About two weeks after our wedding, he received a notice from his company that he would be going abroad for a year of training. Because of my behavior before and after our marriage, he felt reassured and even guilty that he had to leave me so soon after our wedding.

I comforted him, saying, "It's okay, I can take care of myself. Just take good care of yourself."

He was very touched and said, "You're such a good wife. We have money at home; if you feel bored at home, go on a trip."

The night before he left, we had another passionate night together. Lying in bed, I said, "Darling, you're leaving tomorrow. How do you want me to leave you with something special?" My words were slightly provocative.

He excitedly brought his semi-erect penis to my mouth. I opened my mouth and took it in, deliberately acting awkward, but he seemed very satisfied. I only took it in and teased it a few times, but soon he was no longer satisfied and said, "

Baby, can you lick it?"

Seeing his pitiful look, I symbolically licked his glans. He held my head and slowly inserted his penis into my throat. I coughed a few times and then spat it out, deliberately acting coquettishly and saying, "

You bad boy, you've corrupted me."

He was very excited today, holding me tightly, kissing my cheeks, licking my lips, and then forcefully taking my lips into his mouth and kissing me. I responded to him, letting him taste my tongue, which he sucked with relish. His hands were also busy, taking off my pajamas and groping my body, sometimes kneading my breasts, sometimes caressing my vulva. After kissing for a while, he began to attack my full breasts, kneading and sucking them, sometimes even biting my nipples. I said coquettishly, "Honey, be gentle, you're hurting me." His flirting skills had clearly improved over the past few days, and I was slowly returning to normal, no longer needing to pretend so hard. After playing with my breasts for a while, he started licking my vulva, gently teasing my labia until I was overflowing with lustful fluid.

"Ah...ah..." I gasped, my eyes glazed. Soon he slipped his tongue inside, teasing my clitoris with his tongue, wet with a mixture of saliva and my love juice. The feeling was wonderful, but my vulva was unbearably itchy.

"Ah...you bad boy...stop it..." I couldn't help myself;

I was flushed and writhing shyly as he teased me. He could tell I was ready for his penis. Looking at my timid expression, he rubbed his glans against my labia a few times before inserting it, following the flow of my pre-ejaculate. For some reason, he was a little rougher than usual today; his penis went all the way in at once, catching me off guard and letting out a soft "Ah..." Then he grabbed my slender waist and began thrusting rapidly. I felt his large penis going in and out of my wet, juicy vagina, making squelching sounds, which felt incredibly pleasurable. After a while, he slowed down the intense movement. I closed my legs and let him straddle me, slowly wriggling. Although he didn't penetrate deeply, it perfectly stimulated my G-spot. He leaned down and hugged me, pressing my breasts tightly against his chest, making me feel a strong masculine scent. He also licked my ear with his tongue and gently blew air into it, making me feel ticklish but unable to escape. Under this double stimulation... After only a few thrusts, I felt myself approaching orgasm. My body, drenched in sweat, began to spasm. I had an orgasm, and unexpectedly, I also ejaculated. This was the first time he had ever made me ejaculate. Thick vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, spraying onto his penis. He felt it too, stopping licking my ears, but his penis continued to slowly undulate in rhythm with the contractions of my vagina. I enjoyed the intense orgasm. After I calmed down, he whispered in my ear, "

Baby, was it good?"

"Mmm..." I answered shyly.

"Baby, turn around so I can enter from behind, okay?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, he flipped me over. I lay face down on the bed, and he held my waist, lifted my buttocks, and made me kneel. Then, he slowly inserted his large penis from behind. This position allowed for deep penetration. I had just ejaculated, so it was wet and slippery inside, making it very pleasurable for him. He thrust faster and harder, making my large breasts sway back and forth with his thrusts. The constant slapping sounds from behind stimulated my hearing. I could only bury my head under the pillow, trying to avoid moaning loudly. He would occasionally come over from behind and touch my breasts. After more than ten minutes, he grabbed my breasts forcefully, and his penis thrust deep inside me, ejaculating with a powerful thrust. I was so aroused that I had another orgasm.

The next morning, I took him to the airport. Now that he was gone, I had another chance to let loose. I started planning what to do, and suddenly remembered his invitation to go on a trip. A brilliant idea struck me: if staying home wasn't enough, I could just go out and have some fun! He was going to the United States. Because of the time difference, I usually refused to answer his calls, citing the need to avoid disturbing his work and rest. We only talked on weekends, which left a good impression on him and his family. With the plan in mind, I started to act. I bought a plane ticket to the city where my university was located, as I was more familiar with the area. I landed around 6 PM, found a place to eat something, and booked a room. Looking at the time, it was already 8 PM. I changed into the black thong, lace fishnet stockings, and lace garter stockings I had prepared beforehand. I chose a tight black bra, which made my cleavage look even deeper. I looked in the mirror and was very satisfied. I put on some delicate light makeup. I wore a low-cut dress over it; the dress wasn't short, just above my knees. I put on some heels and set off.

I went to one of the more upscale bars in the area, choosing it because the men there seemed to be of good character. The layout wasn't much different from other bars; beautiful women were dancing seductively. I went to the bar and ordered a glass of red wine, waiting for a man to approach me. I'd only taken a couple of sips when someone came over.

"Sexy lady, are you alone?" A well-built man in his thirties asked

. "Yes, I am,"

I replied. "Would you mind if I bought you a drink?" "I'm alone too," I said, sitting at one of the booths over there. He pointed over there and said,

"Sure," I replied flirtatiously.

We chatted for a while. I didn't tell him anything except that I was married. He didn't make any advances, except for a few tentative touches while pouring my drink, so I had a good impression of him. "

Let's go for a walk," he said, "the night view is quite nice." Seeing that I didn't answer, he called out, "Check,

please."

We left the bar, chatting as we walked. He was quite talkative and mature. We passed a hotel in less than ten minutes. He apologized, saying, "

Look how careless I am! I only just noticed you were wearing high heels. You must be exhausted. Why don't we rest here?"

"Okay," I said, pretending to be reluctant. In my heart, I thought, "He's playing this game with me. This was all your plan. Anyway, it's my plan, so of course I won't refuse."

After we went inside, he paid and booked a room. Once inside, he said, "

To express my apology, let me massage your feet. Come lie down on the bed.

" "No need, I'll just rest for a while," I said insincerely. "Of course I'm happy to have a man serve me." "

It's alright, otherwise I'll feel bad."

I took off my shoes and slowly lay down. He sat beside my feet and gently massaged them. After a while, he took off his shoes too, came to the bed, and massaged my calves, even deliberately lifting my legs to see my reaction. I was wearing a skirt, so everything underneath must have been seen. Seeing that I didn't refuse and was dressed so provocatively, he finally couldn't resist. He climbed on top of me and kissed me. This kind of man is an experienced hunter; he had already masked the smell of alcohol during our walk with chewing gum, so as not to offend women. At this point, I no longer needed to pretend to be an innocent maiden. I responded passionately, letting him suck on my tongue. Our tongues intertwined, and I began to touch my breasts. I took off my skirt, revealing my sexy lingerie. Seeing my alluring body in my seductive attire, his erection grew, but he wasn't in a hurry. That's the advantage of mature men; they know how to play with women, not just to release their pent-up desires. He lowered his head and gently licked my breasts with his tongue, making me feel ticklish. Sometimes he would even insert his tongue into my cleavage. He pulled down my bra, and my large breasts immediately bounced out. He didn't take off my bra, but instead let it squeeze my breasts even more firmly. He was very pleased with my soft, white breasts and rosy nipples, and slowly began to play with them. He sucked and kneaded my breasts, changing shape in his hands.

Ah...so good...suck harder...I started moaning.

So you're a slut too. He said as he sucked, "

Isn't this what I wanted? Ah...it's all your fault, ah...you're so good at it..."

He would gently bite and then lick harder, his hands kneading with just the right amount of pressure, which I really enjoyed. Soon my nipples were hard, and then he moved on to the other one. It felt like countless ants were crawling all over my body. After he played with my breasts for a while, I got wet. He moved down to my vagina and gently pressed it. My panties were small, and after a while, they went inside my pussy. It was already wet inside, and the friction from the panties made it even more comfortable, making the opening wet.

Such a sensitive body, already so wet.

He reluctantly left my breasts to play with my wetness. He pulled up my panties, which were like ropes, and rubbed them back and forth against my tender vulva, causing them to sink deep into my opening and spill out a little clear fluid.

Ah... um... ah...

Seeing how wet I was, he parted my two dripping labia, revealing my pink cavity, and rubbed and massaged my labia minora, sometimes gently touching my tender clitoris, sometimes inserting his fingers into my vagina and stirring them, going in and out, making me overflow with vaginal fluid. He touched my anus with his hands covered in vaginal fluid, opened his mouth and took my vulva in, stimulating my warm and moist vagina with his tongue. He inserted one hand into my anus and began playing with my clitoris with the other, his tongue constantly moving in and out of my vagina.

Mmm… I can’t take it… Ah… So good…

Under this stimulation, a tingling sensation soon spread throughout my body, my whole body trembled, my lower abdomen tightened, and I orgasmed. He actually brought me to orgasm without using his penis. I lay there, flushed and weak, enjoying the pleasure of my orgasm. He took the opportunity to take off his clothes; his penis was already erect. When he returned, he didn't rush to fuck me, but kissed me and caressed my breasts. I also helped him masturbate. After my orgasm, he leered, as if to say, “

Feeling good? Want me to feel good too?”

I understood what he meant. I sat up, hugged his waist, and lowered my head to take his penis into my mouth. He sat there, enjoying my oral sex while playing with my breasts. I got tired after licking him for a while, so I lay back down with a pillow behind my head and had him kneel in front of me. It was much easier that way. He liked it too, because this way he could take the initiative to fuck me with his mouth and see my wanton state. I sucked on his penis hard, my tongue wrapped around his glans, teasing and licking it, while also kneading his testicles. Sometimes he would thrust into my mouth a few times. After licking his penis for a while, I licked his testicles and used my hand to stroke his penis. "

Baby, I love your big tits so much, squeeze them for me." He wanted me to give him a nipplejob,

but squeezing them like this wasn't comfortable, and there wasn't any oil.

He laughed and somehow produced a bottle of essential oil from a drawer. Oh well, I had no choice but to do it. It's not like I've never done it before. I took the essential oil and applied it evenly to his penis. I took off my bra and applied some to the inside of my breasts as well. He stood up, and I knelt in front of him, using my full, soft breasts to clamp his penis. I held my fair breasts and moved them up and down, sometimes licking his glans. He moved in rhythm with me, thrusting into my cleavage. Gradually, I felt his penis harden and throb intensely. I knew he was about to ejaculate. He squeezed my breasts hard and moved quickly.

"Ah...hiss...ah..." He groaned comfortably, his large, dark penis ejaculating streams of semen. Because I had my head down, the first, most intense spurt landed on my face, the rest on my chest. I didn't rush to wipe the semen off my face; I focused on squeezing him between my breasts, slowing down to let him finish. Then I wiped the semen off my face and smeared it on my breasts, then used my gloved hand to wipe the semen off the penis. Afterwards, I licked it a few times. "

How was it? Was it good?"

"Mmm, it was amazing! You little slut, you're so good at this, especially seeing the semen on your face, it's so stimulating. Your husband is so lucky." "

My husband and I don't do that. Is your wife as good as me?"

She's nowhere near as good as you. Her breasts aren't as big, she's not as pretty, and most importantly, she's not as slutty as you.

I'm perfectly innocent in front of my husband, but who knows who she's moaning with pleasure under right now. I chuckled and said, "

I'll make you moan with pleasure under me later." He wasn't angry, and we joked around as we rested. We both knew a big battle was coming soon. "How

about you say some lewd things loudly for me to hear later?" "

That depends on your skills."

"Let's go shower and wash up." By then, we'd rested enough.

I took off my stockings and followed him into the bathroom. It was simply furnished, with a vanity and a large mirror on top, and a shower. He turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and pulled me in to shower together. He tore open a bottle of shower gel and started washing my body, while I washed his penis. He really liked my breasts, saying he was applying shower gel to them and kneading and squeezing them, which made me feel all itchy. After rinsing off the shower gel, I realized my penis was hard, so I turned off the shower, knelt down, and gave him oral sex. After a while, it got hard again. He pulled me up and kissed my neck, played with my breasts, and then pulled me out to hold onto the vanity. I spread my legs and stuck out my buttocks, and he licked my pussy and anus from behind, while he masturbated to keep his penis hard. As I watched her masturbate, I enjoyed his tongue; after a few licks, I was already dripping wet again.

"Ah...mmm...so good..." I moaned, and he licked even harder. "

Ah...I can't take it anymore...stop...ah...give it to me..." He switched to using his fingers to penetrate my cunt. "

What do you want, you little slut?" "What will I give you?" he said, while forcefully digging into my cunt. "

I want a big cock, ah..." I was both enjoying it and feeling incredibly uncomfortable. "

Don't call it a cock, call it a dick."

"Mmm...dick, I want a big dick..." I moaned lewdly .

Finally, he was satisfied, lifting his penis and thrusting it into my cunt with a loud "plop," pumping violently.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...you're so good at it..."

The little slut looked up at the mirror; who was being fucked so good?

It's me... ah... I'm going to die... ah... don't stop...

The mirror reflected the scene of him ravishing me from behind. My messy hair partially obscured my handsome face, which was flushed, my eyes half-closed, and my sexy little mouth slightly open, moaning. My large breasts swayed in rhythm with his thrusts. Seeing my wanton reflection in the mirror excited me even more, and the slapping sounds of my round buttocks being pounded were like an aphrodisiac. His engorged penis rubbed against the walls of my vagina, and waves of intense pleasure pushed me to climax.

Ah... ah... it's coming again... I'm going to cum again... I climaxed again amidst a series of screams.

Oh... so tight... so good... oh... so good at gripping... The intense contractions of my vagina after the climax also pleased him.

This time, he didn't give me a chance to catch my breath, but continued to fuck me fiercely. I was already experiencing the pleasure of orgasm, and with his repeated deep thrusts, I was fucked to the point of death. My juices were flowing from my wet hole, dripping onto the ground.

I couldn't take it anymore... Ahh... You're fucking me to death... Your big cock is so good at fucking... Ah... I'm going to heaven... I'm all the way in... I screamed loudly to release the pleasure inside me. I knew I was about to cum again.

After he fucked me dozens more times, I orgasmed again. Two consecutive orgasms had greatly exhausted me. My body was starting to stiffen and I was completely weak. I didn't have the strength to scream loudly anymore. He let me rest for a while, then pulled out his penis, flipped me over, and used his arms to support my legs. My juices gushed out of my wet hole. "

You have so much juice. It feels so good to fuck you."

As he spoke, he reinserted his penis. I clung to his neck, and he carried me back into the house while he continued to fuck me. He placed me half-reclined on the headboard and began to slowly thrust in and out. This position allowed me to clearly see his large penis going in and out of my vagina, my labia majora flapping with each thrust, and the vaginal fluid at the entrance turning into a thick, white slick, which was also drawn out with each movement. He fucked my wetness at a leisurely pace, teasing me with varying depths of penetration, his strong hands kneading my breasts, and occasionally sucking on my tongue and licking my ears. After about ten minutes of this, I felt my vaginal fluid begin to flow profusely again, my moans gradually grew louder, and my vagina involuntarily clenched tightly around his penis.

Mmm... Ah... Ah... So good... Harder... Ah... Harder... He didn't listen to me and thrust harder, but I could clearly feel the depth and speed increasing.

Ah... Give it to me... Faster... Harder... I felt like I was about to climax, and I cried out loudly.

Just at the crucial moment, he actually stopped, pressing the head of his penis against my clitoris. I thought he was afraid of ejaculating and wanted to slow down, but I was wrong. When my climax weakened, he started attacking again, stopping again when I was about to climax. Time and time again, he brought me to the edge of climax, and then pulled me back again and again. After four or five times, I broke down. I kept thrusting my vaginal muscles, trying to tightly clamp his penis, but in this position, he had the initiative, and no matter how hard I tried, the effect was to drive me even crazier. Finally, I almost cried and

begged him... um... give it to me... spare me... He doesn't seem satisfied with my moans

... please, big cock brother, stop torturing me... fuck me hard, tear my cunt apart... fuck me to death... ah... please... Maybe my moans satisfied him, maybe he had enough, or maybe he was about to ejaculate. Anyway, I don't know why he increased the intensity, and I didn't have time to care, I just moaned loudly.

Ah…fuck me to death…so good…all the way in…I’m going to die…ahhh…love my big cock to death…I can’t take it anymore…I’m going to cum…ahhh…

He lifted my legs high and thrust in hard, each time with all his might, all the way in. After a hundred or so thrusts, he finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated, pressing the head of his penis against my clitoris and shooting his semen deep into my uterus with a spasm. My uterus felt incredibly hot and comfortable, streams of vaginal fluid gushing out with each tremor. This long-awaited orgasm was incredibly pleasurable, making my whole body feel relaxed and trembling uncontrollably. Afterwards, we lay limp on the bed, and he didn’t forget to knead my breasts. We fell asleep soon after.

The next morning, I was woken up by his licking. When I got up, I found my pussy was already soaking wet. I put on my stockings and we had sex again. This time, I was on top, using my pussy to move up and down on his penis. He kept thrusting upwards, my breasts swaying up and down. I swayed my hips seductively, and finally, amidst the sounds of our thrusting and my moans, he ejaculated into my pussy. Of course, I also orgasmed. Soon, a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid flowed out. I lay on top of him for a while before he went to take a shower. "

You can go now, don't worry about me. I'll rest for a while," I said to him as I lay on the bed.

"Okay," he replied as he dressed. "You get some rest." Before leaving, he came over and grabbed my breasts, sucking on them twice.

I lay in bed reminiscing, fantasizing about the passionate and exciting days to come. Unconsciously, the corners of my mouth turned up, and I smiled as I looked at the ceiling.

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