Peach blossoms continue

I always thought my stamina was pretty good, but I once had sex two days in a row, and I almost collapsed by the end. Thinking about it now still terrifies me.

My girlfriend was with me then, but we weren't officially living together yet; she sometimes came over to stay overnight. That morning, she woke me up. Seeing that I had a morning erection, she played with my penis, stroking it up and down. Then she leaned over and licked the urethral opening on my glans with her tongue. When she saw I was awake, she straddled me without saying a word. Maybe because I had just woken up and wasn't fully conscious, I ejaculated without realizing it. My girlfriend wasn't satisfied. Ignoring the semen still on my penis, she bent down and gave me oral sex, then turned around and lay on top of me, sticking her buttocks in front of my face.

Her wet, glistening vulva resembled a pink lotus petal. I couldn't resist bending down to kiss it. The petal trembled, releasing a sweet nectar. My penis licked it with the tip of my tongue, and it truly exuded a lotus-leaf-like fragrance (my girlfriend's vaginal fluid tasted slightly sour, but it was undeniably fragrant, like the scent emanating from a woman's body). My penis instantly became erect again, and we made love on the bed for over half an hour before we both reached orgasm simultaneously.

My girlfriend was satisfied and about to fall asleep again, but I had to get up because I had to help a friend's wife move that morning. My friend had already graduated and was working in another city, while his wife was still studying at school, which was why I was helping out.

Before leaving, my girlfriend made a face at me and said that my friend's wife was too promiscuous, and she was afraid I would make a mistake, so she was helping me out beforehand to keep my head clear. Her words, however, made me think about that thing constantly when I saw my classmate's wife. Looking at her round buttocks and full breasts, my mind kept wandering to inappropriate thoughts.

Actually, I slept with my friend's wife once when she was drunk, but we both regretted it afterwards and agreed never to mention it again. However, I couldn't resist the urge, and in the end, I couldn't control myself and we had sex passionately on their living room sofa. The woman was pretty, with a good figure, but I didn't expect her vagina to be so dark; her labia minora looked like bat wings, but they were tight and felt amazing.

After we finished, I was completely exhausted from moving things. She said, "Let's do it another day!" Then she added, "Since we can't finish moving today, how about we do it again?" I was already inwardly groaning, but she was different from my girlfriend; she was much more seductive and had more tricks up her sleeve. It didn't take long for her to arouse me, and I ejaculated again.

Dragging my tired body back to school, I met my senior and we chatted for a while. She scolded me for constantly sucking on her breasts these past two days, saying that the milk she was supposed to be producing seemed to be increasing again. Her teasing made me want to look at her breasts again, so she led me to the basement storage room. I played with her breasts, and she pulled down my pants and played with my penis. She was going to give me oral sex, but because my penis was covered in the vaginal fluids and residual semen from two women, the taste wasn't very good, so she just held it in my hand, saying to me, "She's also 'milking' me." When she "squeezed" the semen out, my penis felt a little sore, and the semen wasn't ejaculated, but rather flowed out little by little. My senior noticed something was wrong and laughed, telling me to take care of myself. However, her milk had indeed increased again; it flowed out in streams with every squeeze. As if

good fortune never comes singly, around dinner time, I received a call from my ex-girlfriend. She and her current boyfriend were having some problems and wanted to talk to me. I knew that after she broke up with me, she was having an affair with a wealthy married man. I had warned her before that this wasn't a long-term solution, but she wouldn't listen.

So I went to see her again. She picked me up in her car, but instead of going to a restaurant, she drove straight to a cornfield outside the school (the area around our school is known for its corn production). She dragged me there, wanting to have sex. I really couldn't handle it, but she didn't seem to care. She took a pill out of her bag and gave it to me, telling me that her current married boyfriend couldn't do it either, and that I needed to take the pill.

I angrily told her that it wasn't that I couldn't handle it, but that we had already done it five times today, and even a body of iron couldn't keep up. She said I was being unfair, that I hadn't gotten a turn in all five times, and forced me to take that pill of unknown origin. She also took one herself, I don't know what it was. I told her, "Please don't use any banned substances!" She said it was fine, it was just an aphrodisiac.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, and my ex-girlfriend became incredibly alluring and wanton. I don't remember exactly what happened, only that we did it once in the car, and then once outside (it was a bit chilly outside). Then she asked me if I wanted to play with her anus. Damn! That old man had even explored her anus. Out of curiosity, I couldn't resist trying her clitoris, and it was indeed a different experience.

Then I passed out until the sun shone into my eyes through the window, and I realized I was lying in my apartment. I also realized that my legs were wet, and when I lifted the blanket, the sheets were soaked. It seemed I had ejaculated at least twice, probably due to that drug.

I wanted to get up and tidy myself up, but I found my whole body aching and weak, my head throbbing as if it were about to explode, my lips cracked and bleeding, my eyes swollen like peaches, my back aching so much I could barely straighten up, and to make matters worse, my penis was still erect, the glans and the side of it chafed and bleeding slightly, my testicles dangling loosely, painful with every movement. For a moment, I really felt like I was about to die. Romantic encounters don't always bring good fortune!

[The End]

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