Passion after a cold war with my husband

Passion after a cold war with my husband
? It's been a week since Mingxiong and I entered a cold war; neither of us speaks a word, and the silence is suffocating me. I sat at my vanity, fixing my hair, racking my brains for a way to break the deadlock. "Mingxiong, my hair is tangled in the zipper of my clothes," I said, my voice trembling slightly.
Silence fell behind me, a terrifying silence. Suddenly, I saw a shadow silently approaching me from the ground. This wasn't my imagination; I felt a pair of cold hands pick up my hair. It wasn't tangled; it easily separated.
I silently stood up and gestured for him to sit down. Thankfully, he complied. He stared at me, his gaze wavering. I looked away, trying to hide my momentary panic. I took a deep breath, realizing what I should do now. I was wearing black sheer stockings, two straight, elastic legs extending to the lace-trimmed garters, wrapping around my slender, bare waist.
Small, semi-circular black lace diamonds perfectly concealed my full pubic bone, alluringly nestled between my long, well-proportioned thighs, covering my labia. I stood a meter in front of him, legs apart, having removed my sundress, my hand moving to my bra, gently lifting my breasts.
He simply sat quietly, watching. My pulse was pounding; he might reject me, and walk away in annoyance. This time, my seduction was more direct; would he…? The tight lace straps between my legs made my clitoris tremble sensitively with the slightest movement. I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, and as it fell, I grabbed it, pressing it protectively against my chest.
I felt my nipples, round and hard, yearning for him to suckle them until they stood even more erect. I longed for his lips to kiss them, but he remained still.
I had to continue concealing myself for a while longer. I prayed he wouldn't leave; if he did, I would throw myself into his arms, shielding him with my body. But he was calm, showing no anger; it seemed there was no need to hasten things.
I moved closer to him, turned, and let my bra slip down. I hooked it with my index finger, turned back, and let it dangle in front of him before letting it fall onto his arched knees. I removed the hairband I had wrapped around my wrist, raised my arm, and tied my hair up.
A warm body pressed tightly against my back, and I couldn't help but gasp. His hand slid down my arm and embraced my breasts. His index finger and thumb grasped my nipples, gently kneading them.
I took another deep breath and tilted my head back. He didn't say a word. At this moment, any words would have been superfluous. In this instant, all words melted into the lingering memories of past love. He pressed his lips to my shoulder, kissing my burning skin. I trembled slightly.
I turned around, exposing my breasts to his gaze without any covering. With a hint of bewilderment, he stepped back, examining them closely. Then he knelt before me, taking turns sucking and kissing my nipples. His tongue flew around the rims of my breasts until every thick, short muscle fiber swelled powerfully.
I gently cradled his face, gazing at him with deep affection. I led him to a stool, my thighs spread wide, almost touching his knees, my dark bulge protruding forward. My eyes shone with excitement as I looked down, gently biting my lower lip.
My fingers, fanned out, slid down to his lower abdomen, then to the outside of his thighs, and slowly, seductively, to the straps of his tank tops, untying them so they lay quietly on the floor. My fingertips then landed on his elastic underwear, pulling it down below his buttocks until the black lace was replaced by a patch of black pubic hair.
I felt a surge of intense excitement coursing through my body. His masculine allure made me desperately crave his rapidly swollen penis.
I helped him slowly remove his shirt, stood up in front of him, and he rose as well. I knelt before him, unzipped his pants, loosened them, and released his hard penis. I trembled even more violently; I wanted to sink my teeth deep into his muscles, to feel its hardness with my mouth, but I suppressed the urge.
He was now completely naked, seducing me. Though his face was numb, a flicker of desire flashed in his eyes when he saw my fingers slip into the dark crevice between my thighs.
My fingers so naturally found my clitoris, my labia sucking at them like a mouth. My fingers began to move, sliding in and out slowly—a sensation almost surpassing what I felt from him. I knew he would become even more excited. This lewd act made me pant, the veins in my temples taut, and my mouth dry.
He sat there again, his smooth, deep red glans erect, standing before me like a hard, veiny spear. I couldn't help but tremble violently. I desperately wanted to take it into my mouth, to swallow it whole, to feel the gushing heat and the sensation of it flowing down my throat, but I desperately resisted the urge. My erogenous zones were overflowing with lubrication, and my clitoris was even more sensitive.
I turned my back, pulled my underwear off my legs, hooked it with my fingers, and tossed it away. It fluttered to the ground. I spread my legs, bent down, and picked it up again, seemingly with boundless excitement, expressing a direct and intimate promise to him, who was sitting only an arm's length away.
Then I pressed my fingers between my thighs again. As I spread my thighs wider, the stockings clung tightly to me, my inner thighs trembled, and my lower body felt even tighter in this wanton posture. His penis seemed thicker, longer, and more lustful. I knew he would insert it into my waiting vagina, and I would feel its heat and power.
I bent down, spread my legs, and against the backdrop of the black stockings, the fine downy hair looked like softly covered with the sheen of black satin. My two round, full labia... I slowly and seductively removed the stockings. These sights intensely stimulated him; he trembled, and his temples bulged.
He practically charged at me. He knelt down behind me, pressing his lips to my soft labia, which I offered him, and sucked. His tongue darted out, reaching for my swollen, erect clitoris, which he admired. I moaned, and for many minutes he lingered there, licking and kissing that warm, sensual organ, stimulating it with his tongue. With each slurp, I trembled, my labia spasming and opening and closing.
He lifted me up, his hands gripping my hips, rocking me, then flipping me to my highest point, using his thumb to pry open my labia. They glistened with his saliva and the lubrication that oozed from my excitement. He inserted his fingers deep inside, coating them with the wet liquid, and smeared it on his own penis. He then thrust it deep into my body, giving it his all.
I felt that warm, hard penis deeply inside me. I braced myself against the back of the chair, widening my stance as much as possible, my vagina gripping his hard penis tightly. I thrust my body backward forcefully, determined not to miss a single inch of that long length.
He didn't move, didn't thrust in and out repeatedly. He simply remained inside, his fingers caressing my arching buttocks, his thumb pressing hard into the hidden crevice. It seemed he only wanted to experience the feeling of possessing me, to give me that imagined feeling of being filled.
I couldn't let him stop there; it wasn't enough for me. I needed to truly feel him churning inside me, to truly feel his tension and the sensation of ejaculation. My pelvis began to shake, gripping and sucking his penis, my body twisting back and forth.
He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, straightening my body so my back was pressed against his chest. His arms slid up from below, cupping my breasts. His penis was taut inside me, the stiff pubic hair rubbing against my clitoris, giving it an exquisite pleasure.
I knew I was completely captivated by him. "Give it to me, Mingxiong, I want it!!" I cried out hoarsely, panting. These were the first words I uttered after he helped me move my hair. I turned my head, pressing my face tightly against his. He whispered
in my ear, "Okay, I'll give it to you~" He played with my nipples with pleasure. Suddenly, he gently withdrew from me. Before I could protest, he turned me around, supporting me with his hands, my back and legs, lifting me up horizontally. He kissed my forehead as he carried me to the bed.
He leaned forward onto me, and I looked up at him. His deep red glans, glistening with my love juice, glistened under the light. He slowly brought his mouth to my lips, pressing his entire body against mine, and then once again slid deeply into me. He propped himself up on his elbows, staring into my eyes.
I whispered, "Have you forgiven my mistake?" He said in an enigmatic tone, "Then you have to be good, you have to listen, understand?" I answered with a gentle yet bold kiss, my vaginal muscles clenching tightly around his invading penis a few times.
"Of course I know, I'll be good, Mingxiong. I realize I can't live without you anymore, I need you so much. Please forgive my mistakes, forgive my rebelliousness." I gently kissed the tip of his nose. "I won't make the same mistake again, although sometimes I still want to be an untamed little animal with you.
" He whispered, "I love you, it's killing me, I love you, you hot potato~" I gazed at the man who was inserting his penis into me. "I love you too, you have magic over me." I said passionately, my eyes sparkling with happiness. "But I can't play around anymore, fuck me now, fuck me hard, for a long time." My lips tightly embraced his, and I began to twist my hips vigorously, pressing my clitoris against the base of his erection.
He lifted my hips with both hands, making me arch my back. I bent my legs back, widening the position so he could enter me completely, now he could enter me without any obstruction. I gave myself to him completely, down to the very depths of my soul. A pleasurable tremor spread through every part of my body as I felt his fingers press against my tiny opening.
At first, gently, he manipulated his spear and fingers, in and out. I stretched out completely, frantically bending my legs back, my knees touching my chest. Now, he quickened his pace, each thrust deeper and harder.
I trembled, desperately writhing my vagina, rhythmically tightening and relaxing. My nails gripped his back, pulling him deeper inside. He quickened his thrusts. He pumped, thrusting again and again. I threw my head up and bit his shoulder tightly. He roared, thrusting deeper, harder, longer.
"Fuck me, Mingxiong, fuck me, faster!!!" I cried out desperately. I stimulated him—everything was out of control now. He thrust forward with all his might, plunging the spear in completely and then pulling it out completely. His pubic bone rubbed against me, pounding against me forcefully. With each powerful penetration, we both let out a series of moans of pleasure. I trembled, each thrust becoming more frantic and fiercer. We both lost ourselves in the ecstasy of moaning.
He was panting heavily, and as that powerful force thrust in and out of my body to its maximum extent, his fingers also plunged deep into my tight hole. "Ahhhhh!" I cried out, but a strong wave of pleasure kept spreading throughout my body.
"Faster, Mingxiong, fuck me harder, please don't stop, I won't let you stop, faster!!" I kept sobbing, the gasps from my lungs, along with each thrust, squeezed out of my throat.
Now, with each thrust, he roared "Fuck!" as he violently and frantically entered me, gripping me tightly as he pulled me towards him. As the energy accumulated at the focal point of our lovemaking, I began to feel the tension of the moment. With each thrust, I pulled him close, trying desperately to break through the barrier created by our tension.
He cried out, "Fuck...fuck..." His lower abdomen heaved, rising and falling repeatedly. I writhed my hips, meeting his thrusts. He fell, and I fell with him.
The rhythm grew increasingly intense and frenzied; he was like a piston, unable to stop due to his own power. I thrust upwards, twisting—"Fuck..." "Ah..." Finally, under the impact of these frenzied movements and cries, the barrier was breached.
We both reached the climax of our lovemaking simultaneously. Ainong's body pounded wildly with her hands and feet, and her sharp breaths filled the air. The force of his ejaculation and the heat within him made me tremble involuntarily. The pleasure of sex reached its peak and finally exploded, sending a rapid, electric shock through my entire body.
Our lower abdomens pressed together, convulsing and heaving. Each contraction caused a small twitch until we slowly relaxed, entering a state of blissful ecstasy. He too was completely overwhelmed, but he remained pressed tightly against me, still convulsing spontaneously, his pulsating penis slowly softening.
Our mouths were tightly pressed together. I mimicked the movements of his penis in desire with my tongue, sucking and moving it in his mouth. I gazed deeply, my body relaxing, still savoring the dripping, trembling sensation deep within me. It was all over. I had been loved, fucked; and I had loved, fucked.
We lay quietly, my arms wrapped around his neck, he propped himself up with his hands, leaning down to kiss me repeatedly. He felt satisfied, and of course, being able to completely conquer me had some influence. He also knew deeply that I had given him everything, my very soul, without reservation.
He considerately turned me around, so my back was to him, my hands resting on his arm, holding me in my favorite way, our fingers intertwined. My hair was damp with sweat, and he gently brushed the strands clinging to my neck, softly inhaling my scent.
"Yun'er, was it comfortable just now?" "Mmm..." "Yun'er." "Mingxiong, I think my body has given you a satisfactory answer," I murmured. "Mingxiong, do you love me?" "Yes, I love Yun'er." I smiled contentedly. "Yun'er, are you tired?" "Mmm..." "Okay, be good, I'll hold you like this until we sleep," he said affectionately.
My stomach rumbled, and the light streaming in indicated that it was already morning. I gently pushed Mingxiong's legs away, got up, and went into the bathroom. I turned on the light, intending to take a shower.
The water was a little hot, but the hot water washing over my chest felt incredibly pleasant. I felt my energy restored and was very satisfied. The water flowed down my lower abdomen, forming a thin stream from my pubic hair. I lathered my skin with soap, the smooth skin sending a slight pleasure through me, and my whole body trembled slightly.
As I combed my hair with shampoo, two large hands slipped under my arms, embracing my breasts, my nipples being pinched between his fingers, and a sexy mouth pressed against my neck. I would recognize these hands anywhere. "Good morning, Yun'er, why didn't you sleep a little longer?" He gazed at my shoulders, his breathing becoming heavy. His hands slipped through the soap lather, sliding to my V-shaped area. I turned my head and sealed his lips with mine.
"Love me because I love you~" I murmured. "Yes, I will," he replied, taking the showerhead off the hook and spraying hot water directly onto my chest. I trembled. He then sprayed water down to my lower abdomen and protruding vulva. The fine spray gradually made my clitoris tingle.
I started to tremble. I spread my legs, exposing my labia to let the pleasure spray onto them. He was still behind me, aiming the showerhead at the cave of pleasure he had penetrated last night, letting the water pressure rush in. I spread my legs to let the water shoot even deeper. "Oh~~" He continued to bring the showerhead close to my labia, which were already swollen and engorged with pleasure.
As the hot water sprayed onto each swollen labia, I began to convulse violently, but he deliberately turned off the showerhead again. I groaned as I straightened up and turned to face him. "Why did you do that? I'm about to be blown to pieces." I patted my neck.
"Why does the showerhead make you so happy? I want you to be shattered to pieces because of my penis inside you, and my fingers inside your ass!" He playfully sucked on my nipples. "You pervert!" I reached out and covered his testicles, the warm liquid in my hand already arousing him. I put my head under the showerhead again, closed my eyes, and breathed heavily.
"Mingxiong, you woke up so quickly." "Hehe! I smelled a scent, I think it must be your secretions." "What secretions?" "Your body odor and your sexuality! They fascinate me~" "Hehe! You're the same, you drive me crazy~" He looked down at me, my face filled with joy, my eyes sparkling. He kissed my lips lovingly, the shower water dripping from our mouths.
I picked up the soap and started rubbing him, my hands, warm and seductive, sliding over his chest and legs, finally applying soap to his scrotum, then holding his penis and rubbing it, while using my fingertips to tease the glans and the uneven flesh on his scrotum.
I rinsed him with water, pulling the foreskin back to cover the glans. Then I kissed the glans, the foreskin slipped down, and his penis became thick and hard. My fingers slid between his legs, into the cleft of his buttocks, my index finger pressing against the base of his scrotum. He groaned, arching his back, and I continued to stroke him.
"Mingxiong, I think what I'm doing to you is the most exciting thing ever." "Don't be so confident, I won't take the bait easily." I giggled, then knelt down and licked his proud, mushroom-shaped glans.
"What should I say to seduce you? Should I just say, 'Mingxiong, fuck me,'" I couldn't help but giggle again, sucking hard on his penis.
"I want it thick and hard, I won't let you stop until you beg for mercy." "Hehe, okay, I want to see who begs for mercy first." I pressed my body against his, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Shower sprayed water on my head, I kissed him again, and closed my eyes.
He turned off the water, put one arm around my shoulder and the other around my legs, lifting me away from the showerhead and placing me on the edge of the sink. I braced myself with one hand behind me and my heel against the edge of the sink. "No, Yun'er, turn around and face the mirror. I like watching you enjoy yourself." "Oh, no~" I said shyly.
"Silly girl, what's there to be shy about? You're mine." He turned me around, wrapped one arm around my waist and gently pulled me back, sliding his middle finger along the inside of my engorged vulva, while his index and ring fingers firmly touched and kneaded the outside of my labia.
I gasped. When he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me, his arms around my waist tightened. A feeling of excitement flowed and released within me, threatening to engulf me. He still controlled the pace gently, his fingers penetrating even deeper.
I felt the slippery, fresh wetness inside me, and the muscles inside my body gripped his fingers tightly, sucking upwards at him. He pushed my teeth aside with his tongue, continuing to search for my tongue as my legs continued to move.
I opened my mouth, anticipating his tongue, and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands slid down from my waist, grabbing my arms and gripping them tightly. I could feel the hardness of his penis.
I stretched my body slightly, allowing his fingers inside me to reach the tip of my vagina. The movement of his fingers deep inside me thrilled me. My lips parted wider, wanting to receive more of his tongue, while my trembling legs spread wide.
He slid in with another finger, his thumb beginning to gently glide and pinch my clitoris, while another finger explored back and forth between my labia and anus. He pulled me closer so that his fingers could gradually massage my wet, moist opening.
"Yun'er, look at yourself in the mirror, you're so sexy, so sexy that I can't bear to let go." "Oh, no, don't let go~" I murmured excitedly. Slowly, with infinite care, his fingers entered the hole in my back. "Ah~~" I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah~ no~ don't." I felt like my whole body was being pierced, my body instinctively lunged forward, and he held me even tighter.
"Yun'er, don't move, I'm very gentle, I won't hurt you, I can't bear to." I listened to his whispers in my ear, dazed. I obeyed his words. "Good girl, Yun'er, relax~ yes~ relax." He guided me gently. "Hmm, good girl~ are you feeling better now?" "Hmm..." I nodded.
He kissed me, his tongue gliding over every part of my face, his teeth gently biting my earlobe, to ease the slight fear in my heart. "Oh~~" I groaned. He knew I was gradually getting used to it, and he slowly began to thrust.
"Ah~~" I completely lost control; my whole body was trembling. The only thing I could feel was the touch of his lips on mine, his smooth skin, and the way his tongue probed against mine. "Oh, no~~ don't~~" I pleaded, "Mingxiong, no~~ it hurts so much~" Tears streamed down my face.
"Oh, Yun'er. Be good, don't cry, I'll come out. Slowly." He said tenderly, "Don't cry, Yun'er. When you're fully prepared, let me enter you completely. Hmm." "Hmm, okay, Mingxiong, I love you, I'm willing to give you every part of my body." "Hmm, okay." He tenderly licked away my tears with his tongue…

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