【When the Flowers Faded】(02, 04) Author: Suppressing Habits

Author: Suppressing Hobbies
Word Count: 20027

Chapter Two:

If your girlfriend didn't shy away from letting you sleep with other men, how would you feel? I haven't asked anyone else this
question , so I don't have a reference answer. Sometimes I wonder if something went wrong
, or if one of us misunderstood something. Why is our relationship not what I imagined
dating like? But looking at Qiqi's matter-of-fact attitude, flirting with other men and then acting like nothing happened
while being intimate with me, I wonder if I'm the strange one? Is all of this just as normal? Boys discuss who they dated
today who they slept with tomorrow, girls discuss who's handsome and who's brave—is everyone like this?
Is it just me, a virgin who's too shy to even talk to a girl, who finds it strange? Suddenly, I feel like I don't recognize this
world anymore.

At 9 pm, I waited for Qiqi downstairs. Soon after, when I saw her coming downstairs, my eyes lit up.
Her long, flowing hair was meticulously braided into twin ponytails. The pretty ribbons weren't flashy, just cute.
Kiki was the only one in school with twin ponytails; this hairstyle, which could easily look childish if not styled correctly,
only . She wore a school uniform, not the tacky kind from our school,
but something like the Taiwanese or Japanese style, with a loose tie tied around the large collar. A tiny bit of cleavage was
visible , subtle yet more alluring than plain exposure. She wore a
blue pleated skirt that didn't reach her knees, and flesh-colored stockings added a touch of sexiness to her somewhat slender thighs.

At first glance, she was adorable! But upon closer inspection, her two round, full breasts were incredibly tempting! Of course,
in my eyes as a little kid back then, this overly cute look wasn't as appealing as a sexy nightclub outfit,
even though it was rare for Kiki to wear something so revealing.

Kiki twirled around in front of me, beaming, and asked me how it looked. I pouted and said it was just so-so.
Kiki rolled her eyes at me and said, "Anyway, I didn't wear this specifically for you.

" We hailed a taxi, and along the way, I noticed the middle-aged driver glancing at Kiki in the rearview mirror every now and then, and
constantly talking to her. I wondered if older people all liked this type?

The car pulled up to a business-style KTV. The opulent decor made me a little uneasy. You see, we
students with no money usually go to cheap KTVs for drinking and singing. When had I ever been to
a place like this, with luxury cars parked outside? For the first time, I felt embarrassed by my outfit, which cost less than a hundred yuan in total. As soon as we
entered , a waiter greeted us politely. Kiki gave us a room number,
and the waiter led us to the 4th floor in the elevator. After greeting another waiter, this waiter led us up the stairs
to the 5th floor.

While in the elevator, I noticed it only went up to the fourth floor. Could the fifth floor, accessible by stairs, be
a more upscale, private room? A waiter led us to a private room, and a
waiter who had been standing at the door opened it for us.

There was no sound before the door opened, but once it did, a shrill, loud singing voice blared
from , demonstrating the excellent soundproofing. The spacious room already had about ten people; besides five men, the rest
were all beautiful women with large breasts and buttocks. A portly middle-aged man was singing an old song.
We entered just as it was nearing its end; although his singing wasn't great, the people around him were still applauding enthusiastically.

Qiqi skipped over and jumped onto the middle-aged man, affectionately calling him "Godfather!" The middle-aged man patted the bare thigh of a woman clinging to him, and the woman gave Qiqi her place
with a resentful expression .
Seeing Qiqi snuggle into the arms of a man I didn't recognize as soon as she came in, I lowered my head,
not wanting anyone to see my awkward expression. I found an inconspicuous corner to sit down and awkwardly accepted a
glass of wine from a woman.

The atmosphere in the private room was lively; people were playing games where the loser had to drink. Of course, I wasn't involved;
I just stood there watching like I was invisible. Qiqi's godfather lost, and a woman next to
him poured him half a glass of some foreign liquor I didn't recognize. The man picked up the glass and said to Qiqi, who was nestled in his arms, "Baby,
will you drink half a glass for me?"

Qiqi obediently nodded. The man tilted his head back and poured the entire glass into his mouth, then cupped Qiqi's face and kissed
her cherry-like lips. My cheeks twitched as I watched Qiqi being kissed by the man. She
swallowed the liquor with a gurgling sound, and when their lips parted, their tongues were still intertwined, causing several men around them to
cheer .

The game continued, and a well-dressed office lady lost again. I noticed she had already drunk quite a bit;
she seemed to be struggling to hold her liquor, swaying as she held her glass, unable to drink. A man who
looked to be in said, "Miss Zhang, what's wrong? Drink up! I've already helped you drink two glasses;
you should at least drink this half."

Miss Zhang looked at the glass in her hand, made a great effort before finally gulping down the drink, then
swayed slightly , managing a weak smile at the applause and cheers around her. Then, she lost again, this time losing a full
glass.

This Miss Zhang had long, wavy hair, a beautiful face, and gold-rimmed glasses that gave her an intellectual
beauty. Her full breasts were accentuated by her crisp casual shirt, creating an alluring silhouette. Her black pencil skirt and the slightly
visible flesh-colored stockings gave her a mature charm that was irresistible to a young man like me.

The beautiful woman looked distressed at the overflowing wine glass in front of her. I even had the urge to drink it for her,
but even someone as naive as me knew this wasn't the place for me to stand out . I could only remain
silent.

The people around her egged her on to drink the glass. Ms. Zhang tried to pay back, but the men would
n't allow it . The man next to her, around thirty years old, said, "It's just one drink, Ms. Zhang. If you don't drink,
look, Mr. Zhou is going to get angry."

"But Mr. Zhang… I really can't drink anymore." "If

you can't drink it, take off a piece of clothing and you'll get a free drink. How about this, from now on, no paying back.
One piece of clothing equals one drink if you can't finish it, of course, only for beautiful women!"

The speaker was another middle-aged man. It seemed that he and Qiqi's godfather were the most important people in the private room. The conversation had revolved around these two
the entire time , and even after they drank a glass of wine, they were surrounded by admirers.
Miss Zhang looked troubled, picked up her wine glass but didn't drink it. Finally, she
sighed , put down the glass, and began to unbutton her shirt, one button at a time.

Her shirt came off, revealing smooth skin, a white bra supporting her full
breasts , and a deep cleavage that made my eyes widen. The game continued, the atmosphere growing increasingly heated, but with
a hint of ambiguity. I noticed that in several rounds, Miss Zhang
seemed to .

After a round, several more women took off their clothes, but these women all wore vests or
similar garments; only Miss Zhang's bra was visible when she removed hers. The tables turned, and Qiqi, who had been clamoring to play,
lost big in one go and was dumbfounded. After downing two drinks, her face was flushed, and she
seemed . At this moment, Jay Chou next to her spoke up again: "Hey Lao Qian, how can you
bear to let such a cute girl drink so much? You have a huge capacity for alcohol, why don't you finish the rest of her drink?" Before

Qiqi's godfather could speak, Qiqi stood up abruptly and swiftly took off her shirt. She did it so
cleanly and neatly that the air seemed to freeze for a second or two before bursting into loud cheers
and whistles. Because Qiqi wasn't wearing anything under her clothes, her high, firm breasts stood proudly erect,
their size comparable to many mature and sexy women in the room, creating an alluring contrast with Qiqi's slender and petite figure
. The loosely tied tie was still dangling in front of her chest, further drawing people's attention to her
breasts .

"Wow! A youthful face and huge breasts!" The man, Mr. Qian, his eyes gleaming with lust,
stared at Qiqi's chest, making no attempt to hide his greed.

Qiqi, now naked, put one hand on her hip and waved the other with an air of authority, announcing the game's continuation. Her
sugar daddy smiling, pulled her into his arms, her alluring, firm breasts now in his hands. With each gentle kneading
motion, Qiqi squirmed comfortably in his embrace.

The ambiguous atmosphere was pushed to a new peak by Qiqi; most of the women were being teased and manipulated by the men,
even those... Ms. Zhang, who had initially appeared quite proper, moved to sit next to Mr. Zhou after he helped her drink a glass.
He put his arm around her slender waist, his hand gently caressing her delicate skin, but without making
any inappropriate moves.

In the following rounds, the losing women stopped drinking and began to gradually remove their clothing, but
so far only Qiqi, whose breasts were exposed, had her nipples revealed. Finally, when Qiqi lost another glass, she
stood up from her godfather's arms, and all the men's eyes were fixed on her.

"Godfather, where should I take my clothes off?"

"What underwear are you wearing today?"

"The little triangle with ties that you gave me last time."

"I gave you so many, which one is it? Take it off so everyone can see."

Qiqi reached into her super short skirt, fiddled around inside for a bit, and then a small white triangle with pink
stripes slid down her thigh. Qiqi caught the pitifully thin pair of underwear and
waved it at the audience, eliciting a chorus of cheers and flattery like "Boss Qian has good taste."

Some drank, some took off their clothes, and when it was Qiqi's turn to lose after a round of games, everyone "noticed" Qiqi and
her godfather's actions. At this moment, Qiqi was sitting on her godfather's lap, her buttocks facing the man's crotch, her body
slightly wriggling uncomfortably, her slender waist being gently held by the man. Although the short skirt was trying to cover it up,
everyone knew what they were doing.

The man, around thirty years old, promptly offered another compliment: "Brother Qian, you're truly a hero! Getting down to business
so quickly. I've long heard you're a 'golden-gun' (a term for a skilled male prodigy), and I never expected we'd have the chance
to witness it firsthand. But Brother Qian, this is a bit unfair of you, performing in front of all these beauties. If they all fall
in love and throw themselves at you, the brothers won't even get a taste."

Having laid bare his intentions, this man, surnamed Qian, didn't hide anything further, intensifying his actions. He grabbed Qiqi's breasts from behind, her face turned
towards the crowd, and thrust vigorously. With each stroke, the area where the two were joined
was faintly visible beneath her skirt, which was occasionally lifted. Whether it was from drinking a lot of alcohol or from being fucked in front of so many people, Qiqi's
face was flushed, and even her originally fair, almost translucent skin had turned as red as a ripe apple
.

"Brother Zhang, that's not very honorable of you to say that. You're young and promising, when have you ever lacked women throwing themselves at you?
I'm just having sex with my goddaughter, I'm not competing with you young people." The man surnamed Qian emphasized the word "goddaughter,"
eliciting laughter from those around him. The thirty-year-old man smiled, picked up his glass, and said, "Alright, brother, I
misspoke , I'll punish myself with a drink. This young lady's name is Qiqi, right? I'll drink that one too."

At this point, everyone seemed to have lost interest in continuing the drinking game. The man surnamed Zhou put his hand inside Ms. Zhang
's bra. Ms. Zhang frowned but dared not resist. Earlier, after taking off her shirt to reveal her coat, she drank
one glass, ran to the toilet to vomit, and couldn't drink anymore. After losing a few times, she also took off her tight skirt and
pantyhose . Despite her insistence on not exposing herself, she ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being played with by men.

I was aroused by this lewd atmosphere. A beautiful woman sitting next to me
just , not participating in the game. I saw that she was just helping to pour drinks and order songs, she must be a hostess in the private room.
I stared at her revealing nightclub outfit, more alluring than nudity, and wanted to touch her, but I lacked the
courage .

Kiki and her godfather were getting increasingly intimate. Kiki suppressed her moans, occasionally
letting out a soft cry, which only fueled the man's desire to take advantage of her. The man
tightened his grip on her slender waist, and Kiki's body rose and fell with his thrusts, her pigtails swinging playfully. Her
high, firm breasts swayed in the dim light of the private room, her two delicate nipples heaving violently,
forming two crimson afterimages in my intoxicated vision.

The man surnamed Qian took a microphone and, speaking into Qiqi's slightly parted lips, his soft, slightly hoarse voice, amplified
by speakers, echoed throughout the private room: "Ah...no...so many people are watching...it's so embarrassing
...um~...don't listen, it's so itchy, harder..."

"You little beauty's getting horny, this isn't your sugar daddy's obedient daughter. Come on, if you want your sugar daddy to fuck you hard,
sing me a song."

"Ugh, you're always bullying me... Hmm, just a little closer, and I'll let you hold my hand... Just
a little braver, and I'll... I'll go with you... What are you waiting for... Hurry up and fuck me hard..."

"Hey, is that how it's sung?"

"Ah! Don't push... It's touching my cervix... Hmm... Just a little closer, and I'll nod,
just a little more impulsive, and I won't flinch. But the three words 'three talents,' don't hesitate for so long, as long as you say it, you can... you can
have me... Ahh... So good... Hmm~!"

At this point, no song was requested, and Kiki's sweet voice sounded beautiful even when sung a cappella.
Back , SHIELD had just debuted, and Kiki really liked their songs. This was the song she hummed most often. The first time I heard her pick up the microphone
and sing, her voice was truly beautiful... If it weren't for that rapid breathing and the occasional moans
.

Putting down the microphone, Qiqi very proactively swayed her hips, her hands groping her body. Her super-short skirt was
pulled up to her navel, losing its original function of covering her, exposing her hairless vulva to everyone's eyes. A thick,
hard penis stretched her once narrow opening wide, ruthlessly thrusting
in and out of the wet, throbbing cave.

The atmosphere in the private room became lewd. The men had already chosen their prey, teasing the women's
sensitive areas. A man surnamed Zhang, around thirty years old, chose a sexy woman with tanned skin.
This woman was already naked, her breasts comparable to Ms. Zhang's, the largest in the room.
This sexy woman was kneeling in front of the man, diligently performing oral sex. But Mr. Zhang wasn't satisfied and pulled
another sexy woman next to him to touch her.

At this moment, Qiqi's godfather stood up, holding Qiqi. Qiqi wrapped her arms around his neck, her body hanging on him
like , her thick penis still inserted in her wet vulva. I laughed and said to everyone,
"My darling daughter is a little shy, we're going to the restroom, you guys continue." Then I picked up Qiqi and headed towards the restroom in
the private room .

By this time, the scene had completely turned into a lewd party. The hostess sitting next to me
called in a waiter who was guarding the door to tidy the table and brought over two boxes of condoms.
Seeing me sitting there motionless, she smiled and asked, "Aren't you going to join in?"

This hostess looked to be in her early twenties, with heavy makeup, looking young, beautiful, and
sexy . However, she had been sitting at the song selection desk, and the man next to her was me, so no one had made a move on her.
She did, though, drink a few glasses of wine with me.

I shook my head at her offer of help. She smiled, sat down beside me, leaned slightly against me, and
whispered in my ear, "I've noticed you've been sitting here without moving. If our manager sees this, he'll scold me for neglecting
a customer . Come on, are you shy? It's okay, I like shy young men."

To be honest, having sex with a beauty like that would be my dream, but right now my
girlfriend was being taken by another man in the restroom. I had no interest in flirting with her.
I clinked glasses with the woman who had taken the initiative to pick up her glass, then excused myself to go to the restroom and left her side.

As soon as I stood up, the alcohol hit me hard, and I stumbled and almost fell, ending up in
the arms of the hostess in the private room. My elbow brushed against her breasts, and feeling their wonderful elasticity,
the thought that she wasn't wearing a bra flashed through my mind. I waved my hand and said I was fine, then staggered towards the restroom.

The toilet in the private room was large, with two urinals and two large toilets. Qiqi and her godfather were
having . I watched them silently. When I pulled out my penis from the urinal, I found it was already
rock hard, almost impossible to urinate!

When I entered, Qiqi was leaning against a male urinal, her body
spread out , her small buttocks raised high, swaying with the man's movements, her breasts
swinging like pendulums.

The man glanced at me and said, "Baby, your boyfriend's in, watching you. Hmm, your
little boyfriend's thing isn't small either."

The man's thrusting wasn't intense, proceeding at a moderate pace, but the "slap slap"
sound of flesh colliding with each insertion was crisp, showing that each thrust was very powerful. Qiqi was petite, only 1.5 meters tall, and
the man's hairy legs, in a horse stance, allowed him to penetrate from behind at the right height, each thrust
powerful and heavy . Kiki turned her head and glanced at me, then continued to enjoy the pleasure of sex with her eyes closed, saying with cute
moans, "He came today... just to watch me and my godfather have sex."

"Oh? Hmm, then lift this leg up so your little boyfriend can see more clearly." The man surnamed Qian said,
lifting one of Kiki's legs and making her spread her little hole open like a female dog urinating, her vagina being penetrated by his penis.
That penis looked very thick, a size thicker than mine, and her originally thin slit-like vagina was stretched into a large
V-shape.

After she finished urinating, I didn't leave. Feeling a little dizzy, I leaned against the wall and watched my girlfriend as the leading actress
in the live porn. Seeing me standing there, the man surnamed Qian deliberately embarrassed me by saying to Qiqi, "How's it going, my good daughter
? Does your godfather's penis feel good?"

"Mmm...good~."

"Who feels better, yours or your boyfriend?"

"Of course, it feels better with your godfather's. His is thick and big, and Ah Ming comes so quickly!
Mmm...Ah Ming, I feel so good being fucked right now! See? From now on, you have to
fuck me slowly like your godfather does, so you can last longer!"

"Hehe, be careful your boyfriend gets angry and dumps you if you say that!"

"No way...Ah Ming isn't the kind of old-fashioned person who'd break up with me if he saw me having sex with another man
...Mmm...Ah Ming is so good to me...I'm going to...marry him..."

She was being fucked by another man in front of me, and she said she wanted to marry me. Hmm, is she shameless to a level I don't
know about, or is this just how the world is, and I'm just unaware of it?

"Ah! So deep!... It's all the way in... Why is it suddenly... so intense... Ah ha..."

"Because Qiqi said she's getting married. You young people don't understand, every father has very complicated feelings when his daughter is getting
married ."

The middle-aged man surnamed Qian sighed deeply while fucking her. From what I gathered, his daughter was already married.
He was actually having sex with a girl who was far from marriageable age! He kept calling Qiqi "daughter," he must have fantasized
about his own biological daughter, what a pervert!

The "slap slap slap" sounds suddenly became crisper and more intense, Qiqi's pleasurable moans turned into
meaningless cries of pleasure. The arm as thick as Qiqi's thigh lifted Qiqi's lower abdomen, he no longer held a horse stance
but straightened his hairy legs, Qiqi's feet actually left the ground, her thin
legs swaying weakly in the air with the man's piston-like movements.

The man stood tall and proud, each time his bear-like waist thrust forward, the hand that lifted
Qiqi body towards him. This brutal way of penetration made my teeth ache, I was really worried that Qiqi would be broken. And
Qiqi's cries began to sound like sobs, begging the man for mercy again and again, but these pleas only resulted in
the man's increasingly brutal violence. Kiki's once beautiful face was now contorted like a witch's, an expression of
extreme hadn't seen so many actresses with this expression in porn, and if Kiki hadn't been vaguely moaning
things like "I'm going to heaven, I'm having an orgasm," I would have almost rushed over to stop the man.

But Kiki seemed to be in real pain. Should I go and save her? Or should I ask the man
to be gentle? As I was agonizing over this, the man let out a low growl, his usually deep voice becoming
sharp like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Baby! I'm going to cum!"

"Cum inside! Cum inside Kiki and get her pregnant! As long as your sugar daddy is pregnant, it doesn't matter how many times you get pregnant!"

"Little slut, it's all yours! If your belly gets big this time, you'll give birth! Heh... I'm cumming! Ugh!"

The man's body suddenly froze, staring blankly at the ceiling, an expression of utter resignation
. He put Qiqi down, and Qiqi's legs went weak as her feet touched the ground again, causing her to collapse to the floor. A puddle of liquid
spread from her buttocks; having drunk quite a bit, she finally couldn't hold her urination after her orgasm and lost control!

The man, satisfied with his ejaculation, pulled up his pants, said "Let's go" to Qiqi,
nodded walked out of the restroom first. I helped Qiqi out of the restroom, just in time to see her godfather greeting various people.
The Mr. Zhou was enjoying oral sex from Ms. Zhang, waving dismissively at the Mr. Qian who had left early. Qiqi
took the clothes someone handed her and hurriedly put them on, then followed her godfather out of the private room.

...

Late at night, Qiqi and I strolled along the paths of the neighborhood, each step very, very slow. After leaving the nightclub
, we got into Kiki's godfather's car and drove to a villa complex. At his house, that bear-like
middle-aged man once again ravaged Kiki in front of me, a
sight that opened my eyes to something I only knew about missionary and doggy style. As we left, the man patted my shoulder with his large, fan-like hand, telling me
he rarely got to sleep with a woman twice in a row, and that he really enjoyed it in front of her boyfriend. He told me to
come over with Kiki more often.

Back in the complex, neither of us seemed eager to go home. Kiki's legs were weak, and she walked at
a snail's pace. I had something to say, but didn't know how to begin.

"Aming, come sit with me over there for a bit. I need to sober up," Kiki said, pointing to a
bench under a streetlamp.

The two of us sat down silently. As I helped her sit, I noticed
a trail of semen on her thin thigh, extending down to her stockings. Kiki rested her head on my shoulder,
and perhaps because she wasn't wearing underwear, the familiar scent of her private parts, along with the smell of male semen,
was particularly strong. Kiki gave a cute yawn and whispered to me that she was sleepy.

After a long silence, I had many questions in my mind, but they were all jumbled up, and I didn't know where to begin. After thinking for a long time, I finally managed to
ask one: "Do you often do this kind of thing?"

"Yeah, you mean going out for drinks? Or sleeping with men?"

"Sleeping with men."

"Yeah… I do it often. Several men, I have to be with this one today and that one tomorrow, it's exhausting
."

"Why do you do this kind of thing?"

"Because of money."

"Are you short of money?"

"Are you stupid? Who would complain about not having enough money? Let me do the math for you. After I get married, I need to buy
a house. If my husband isn't rich, like you, I'll have to…"

Qiqi was counting on her fingers, calculating her future plans. She hadn't yet
snapped out of her beautiful daydreams when I abruptly interrupted her: "Then what am I?"

Qiqi turned to look at me, seemingly puzzled as to why I would ask such a question, and without thinking, said:
"You're my first love."

Ha! First love… what a pure and beautiful relationship.

"Although I didn't give you my first time, you are indeed my first boyfriend. And it's
not my fault, we've known each other for so long, and you've never confessed to me. I was taken advantage of when I was 14. You
're too slow."

"Just a little closer and I'll let you hold my hand, just a little braver and I'll go with you. What are you waiting for?
Time is running out. If we keep going, we'll just be friends. Just a little more forward and I'll turn back, just a little more impulsive and I
won't back down. But don't hesitate for so long over those three words. As long as you say them, you can have me. I don't believe that
we've developed feelings but can't reach love. We're so considerate, yet it's only in our hearts. Can you make a decision quickly and tell me
I love you? Just a little closer and I'll let you hold my hand..." The girl's soft, clear voice
floated in the quiet night sky. When the song ended, Qiqi leaned on my shoulder as if she was about to fall asleep and whispered to me, "Aming, I
haven't heard you say that yet."

"Say what?"

"Those three words."

I'd told her I liked her, but never said I loved her. Originally, I didn't think there was any difference, but for some
reason —perhaps it was youthful shyness, or perhaps it felt too heavy to say "I love you."

After a long silence, just as I was about to speak, I realized the girl leaning on my shoulder seemed to have fallen asleep.

But two clear tears streamed down her peacefully closed eyes…

Chapter Four

"Wow! Sister Jia, Sister Jia, you look so beautiful today!" A girl with freckles on her face shook Yu Jia's
arm, calling out repeatedly. Yu Jia touched her cheek, her expression a languid charm, instantly captivating
, making several boys who were stealing glances stare wide-eyed.

"Really? I'm not wearing makeup today, you're just trying to make me happy."

"Absolutely not! Your skin looks so good today! Did you go to a beauty salon? You have some secrets you don't share with
your girlfriends ."

Yujia slapped away the hand that was pinching her cheek, and the two girls playfully wrestled together. During this time, Yujia
glanced at me a few times, her expressive eyes subtly flirting with me.

I looked at her figure, which was even more alluring after being aroused by sex, and thought about saving up my semen for a few days before taking her to
a hotel for a good time. Qiqi had dropped out of school and I couldn't contact her. With such a beautiful classmate as a sex partner, life wouldn't be too
hard .

To be honest, I never thought about dating her. She was tall, easily 1.6 meters, and almost
taller than me in heels. Her personality was flamboyant and energetic, completely incompatible with my unremarkable appearance. It was hard to imagine us walking hand in hand
together; it felt so incongruous.

After all, this society should strive for harmony. In public, I deliberately kept my distance from her, but in private, we were inseparable. Although we didn't have sex every day,
we would always go to a hotel every few days for a passionate night together. The nourishment of sex had truly matured Yujia.
She no longer wore those ridiculous, heavy makeup looks with false eyelashes and deep eyeshadow, opting instead for a light, natural foundation. Although she still wore
flashy clothes like she was going to a nightclub, she looked much more pleasing to the eye than before. She also stopped scheming
and trying every trick in the book to avoid being overshadowed by other girls. Her personality became more introverted and ethereal, which made her even more popular
. Countless boys wanted to date her during the day and fantasized about her at night.

One day after school, I was playing basketball, letting loose the excess energy I'd slept through the day. Suddenly, my
teammates stopped passing the ball, and the opponents became even more aggressive. I then realized that Yujia had been standing on the sidelines watching. No wonder
all the boys were acting like animals in heat, howling and vying for attention in front of the opposite sex.

I, on the other hand, was rather listless, lingering on the sidelines. If I wanted to show off
my manliness , I didn't need to be on the basketball court; I could have done it in bed. Because of my inaction, our team
quickly lost, and according to the rules, the losing team would be replaced by another team.

I sat on the sidelines, covered in sweat, when Yujia handed me a drink, squatted down next to me, and said, "Aming,
will you stay with me for evening self-study tonight?"

The workload in the second year of high school had increased, and evening self-study sessions had been introduced. However, in this school with little study atmosphere,
it didn't matter whether I went to evening self-study sessions or not. And since I didn't care about grades or attendance, I had never gone even once.
Yujia wanted me to accompany her, the good student, to some evening self-study session. I lazily stretched out my leg and said, "No!"

Yujia pushed my shoulder, "Come on~, my good husband, please."

Normally, Yujia coming to be affectionate with me would cause a stir and teasing among those around us. However, on this
testosterone filled basketball court, Yujia whispering to me and flirting intimately directly attracted countless
hostile stares and jealousy. I coughed awkwardly and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I give up. It's evening self-study, right? I'll
go."

Back on the court, a teammate casually asked me, "What did Chen Yujia want with you?"

I shrugged, "She's itchy, she wants me to fuck her."

The teammate gave me the middle finger and told me to get lost. I innocently shrugged. Making excuses
would only make things worse, but telling the truth no one believed me. Indeed, in this society, honesty is the best policy, and
one should be honest.

The bell rang for evening self-study. I walked into the classroom, stuffed my jacket into my drawer, and plopped down in my seat.
Yujia, who had temporarily moved to the back row to sit next to me, frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you go back and take
a shower and change your clothes?"

I tucked up my jersey, picked up a textbook, and fanned myself, lazily replying, "Playing basketball until dark, then
eating something, where would I find the time?"

I was covered in sweat from the court, my body radiating heat like a furnace, and the
stench of sweat made Yujia's eyebrows furrow. There wasn't anything particularly special about evening self-study. Yujia did her homework, occasionally
whispering to me, while I idly doodled
things .

There weren't many people at evening self-study; most were high-achieving students studying diligently, or the few
couples in the class who were always seen together. The quiet classroom bored me. I glanced around and saw that it was just me and Yujia sitting in the back row.
So I pulled down my basketball shorts and took out my penis, which had been tucked into my pants.

A strong stench of sweat, piss, and prostatic secretions filled the air. Even I
wrinkled my nose at the smell, let alone Yujia next to me. Yujia turned her head and glared at me, lowering her voice to say,
"You're a pervert!"

I took her left hand and placed it on my steaming penis. Her hand flinched, but still obediently wrapped around it
, her cool little hand gently stroking it, making it harder and harder. Yujia blushed deeply, her left hand holding my penis and unconsciously stroking it gently, while her right hand absentmindedly wrote her homework

with a thin ballpoint pen .
Before, in class, Qiqi and I would at most touch her thighs and take
advantage . Now, doing this for the first time in the classroom felt incredibly exciting. My penis was erect,
the glans swollen and purple, and a lot of clear, viscous fluid was flowing from the urethral opening, mixing with the greasy sweat and being
smeared by my stroking hand.

Feeling the penis growing thicker in her hand, Yujia's breathing became erratic. She bit down on the long pen,
her brows furrowed, as if pondering a very profound problem. At this moment, a girl sitting at the table in front of us
suddenly turned around, holding a notebook, pointing to a problem, and said to Yujia, "Sister Jia, do we need to..."

"Ah! You you you you... what did you say?" A piercing scream rang out in the relatively quiet classroom,
and the whole class turned to look at us. Yujia recoiled as if electrocuted, her face burning red to
her ears. She stammered for a moment, then said to the girl, whose face had turned pale with fright at Yujia's sudden reaction,
"I...I...I was just thinking about something. You suddenly yelled at me so loudly, it scared me to death.
What ?"

The girl looked innocent, suspiciously observing Yujia and me acting furtively. She muttered something about how my soft
voice could scare someone, then asked a math problem.

After this incident, Yujia refused to continue stroking me. Bored, I shifted my focus to her
thighs. I lifted her knee-length skirt, revealing long, black, lace-trimmed stockings. I reached out and gently touched them
, feeling their ultra-thin texture.

My fingers slowly slid upwards from her rounded kneecaps, gradually moving from the top of her thighs towards the inner thighs. I caressed her from bottom to top with
my palm , then slid down with the back of my hand. With each repetition, the pressure gradually increased,
moving closer to her private parts beneath her skirt, finally stopping at the very top of her thighs, caressing the taut
skin .

Yujia's hand gripping the pen trembled; her fingers turned white from the force, the sharp tip
almost piercing the paper. When she finally put the pen down, her expression changed from a furrowed brow of restraint to
a seductive, dreamy look.

It would be quite amusing if the rest of the class saw her with that aroused expression. Intentionally or unintentionally, my fingers
touched her private parts through her underwear, but never violated that area. Her thighs had already parted willingly,
but my hand remained lingering on her skin, pretending not to notice.

Evening self-study was divided into two periods; the first ended at 9:30 PM, and the second at 10:30 PM. Most
students leave around 9 PM, with only a few boarding students staying until 10 PM. We
were having a great time making little moves in the classroom. I kept teasing her, focusing on areas that aroused her desires, such as her thighs, sides, the outer edge of her breasts, and
armpits . However, I avoided touching sensitive areas that could provide some satisfaction through caressing, like her genitals, nipples,
and ankles.

Yujia was aroused by my teasing, but she couldn't even get a little satisfaction. She was so teased that
she slumped in her seat until the last female student left the classroom. She glanced at us suspiciously and said, "
Sister Jia, it's so late, remember to turn off the lights and close the door." Yujia just nodded slightly in response.

When it was just the two of us in the classroom, Yujia grabbed my arm tightly, her big eyes glistening with beautiful
tears, like someone from a romance novel finally meeting someone after all the hustle and bustle. "Aming... I want it so much
..." That's what she said.

Although I figured she probably wouldn't refuse to have sex right there in the classroom, I wasn't that audacious yet.
I helped her up, put my arm around her slender waist, and we walked out of the classroom.

Walking through the campus at night, my arm around her delicate yet firm waist, we occasionally brushed past each other, but
no one really noticed us, so many couples were looking for a spot on campus at this hour. I noticed
a charming smile on Yujia's lips, probably because we'd never strolled around campus like a couple before.
Looking at her height, which I had to look up at because of her high heels, I slowly moved my hand from her waist to her full, soft
buttocks. Her face, filled with happiness, instantly turned into a shy blush. She gave me a sidelong glance but ignored my mischievous hand.

Once outside the school gate, I told her about a great place for late-night snacks and led her through a small park. Walking along
the winding paths, we suddenly heard rustling sounds coming from the dark woods beside us. Yujia looked a little
nervous and asked what it was.

I gave a knowing smile. "Haven't you been here before? This is a paradise for rendezvous;
couples trysts."

Yu Jia's face showed a hint of unease, and she said with feigned disdain, "Hmph, I'm not an animal in heat, what an idiot."

My hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, suddenly slipped under her skirt, my palm resting on her soft bottom, while my fingers slid between her thighs
, gently caressing her private parts through her damp panties. Just one touch was enough to make Yu Jia's legs go weak,
and almost collapsed to the ground.

I rubbed the glistening, sticky fluid between my fingertips and teased, "What's this? Let me smell it... Hmm, it
smells like she's in heat."

"Ugh! It's all because you bullied me in the classroom!"

Going for a late-night snack, then getting a hotel room and taking a shower would take at least an hour, and the initial
passion would inevitably cool down, making things less satisfying. I decisively led the aroused Yu Jia
into the woods by the roadside.

Away from the streetlights, the city's reddened night sky only provided enough light for barely making out each other up close. From a distance
, we could only see blurry outlines. Even if someone spotted us, they would only see two people
doing business, not who they were. And who would be so boring as to disturb someone else's
good time ?

We came to the shade of a tall sycamore tree, its dense foliage providing excellent cover. Yujia
knelt on the soft grass and, in the darkness, took my already erect penis into her mouth.
She spat it out after just one suck on the glans, complaining, "It stinks! And it's so salty! It's disgusting!"

"You played ball, didn't you? And you didn't shower."

Her small tongue licked every corner of my penis, the large glans being sucked by her small mouth, her warm mouth
gently teasing the slippery glans. I remember the first time we did it, she tried a little and then
refused to perform oral sex. Now she can do basic actions like licking and sucking, although she's still not very skilled and
her teeth still touch me. Her technique is worlds apart from Qiqi's, but she's still someone I trained.
The psychological satisfaction she gets is something Qiqi, a woman whose body is practically untouched, can't provide.
Although she still has a strong aversion to oral sex, she'll try to eat it step by step. Now she can even
put things that I find disgusting in her mouth. One day she'll be able to eat my
penis .

I pulled off her panties and felt them in my hand. The fabric was very thin, with very fine strings and
lace trim; it seemed to be a very sexy thong. Usually, no matter how sexy or flashy Yujia dresses, she always
chooses ordinary, comfortable cotton panties. It seems she put in some effort to seduce me this time.

Throughout the evening self-study session, the teasing wasn't just enough to make Yujia crumble at the slightest touch; I was also on the verge of exploding. I had Yujia
hold onto the thick tree trunk with both hands and entered her body from behind. The feeling of being enveloped made
me let out a strange cry. A jolt of electricity swept through my entire body, as if every cell in my body was activated,
even my scalp was tingling.

"Ah! It's in..." I lifted one of her jade-like legs, leaving only one foot in a high heel struggling to touch
the soft grass. In the darkness, I didn't need to grope to enter that familiar body. The incredibly
moist cavity made insertion incredibly smooth. My filthy, smelly penis, which had been covered up all day, was inserted,
bringing with it all the sour sweat and bacteria. I tasted the pleasure emanating from her body, and
my penis began to thrust in and out with a series of "plop plop" sounds.

"Ah~! Ah ah... Ah hoo... Ah~!" The soul-stirring moans drifted through the quiet night sky.
She didn't seem to suppress her voice at all, and just started moaning aroused.

"You seem to really enjoy it, you're such a perverted woman, getting so aroused being fucked in a place like this."
I held one of her raised legs with my right hand, thrusting my lower abdomen against her firm buttocks while gently kneading her tender clitoris with
my other hand, intending to conquer this wanton body as quickly as possible.

I brushed aside her straight hair, gently bit her sensitive ear, licked the back of her ear with my tongue, and whispered
in her ear, "Does this feel good? How does it feel to be fucked outdoors like this?"

Her ear was her fatal weakness; with just a light lick, I felt her body tense up quickly, her entire pelvis contracting
, making me hiss and gasp for breath. She was using a strong-smelling shower gel, her body exuding an alluring
warm fragrance that mingled with my sweaty odor.

"Oh...it feels so good...it feels so good~!...Ahhh~!! Don't touch my clitoris like that
...I'll...ahhh!..."

I pressed my chest against her back, pulling her body slightly closer to me. She turned to look at me, and
in the darkness, I found her lips and kissed her deeply. The deep kiss melted away her unease about making love in the wild.
When she couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, I released her lips and focused on conquering her clitoris.

"Ah~ ahhh~...so intense...doing it like this...huff...I can't take it...ahhh...
"

I was thrusting into her clitoris when I suddenly heard voices not far away.

"Huh? Listen, what's that sound?"

"Ah, don't you know? This is a paradise for secret rendezvous, that's why I
didn't want ... But the sound is so loud today."

"Like animals in heat, so shameless... You know this place, have you been here with your boyfriend
before?"

"You're going to die!"

"Haha... Don't tickle me... Haha..."

It seemed like two boarding school girls were going to get a late-night snack and were taking a shortcut through this park path.
Yujia were actually less than 10 meters from the roadside. Yujia noticed someone passing by and tried to suppress her moans. I
took advantage of this moment to launch a more intense attack. As the two girls walked away while playfully fighting, Yujia's suppressed
moans burst out, almost echoing throughout the grove.

A couple who were doing their business stopped not far away. I don't know if they had finished or were
disturbed . The two figures watched us from a distance. I couldn't see their faces, and I guess they couldn't see us either.

Yujia's inconsiderate moans attracted the attention of others. While it's
exciting , things can
get complicated if the other person, who happens to be a classmate from school and knows us, walks over. I maintained my fastest thrusting pace, striving to reach the peak of lust. Amidst Yujia's frantic cries
, I felt the premonition of ejaculation.

"I'm about to cum!"

"Mmm..."

Yujia lowered her long, slender legs, bent over, and braced herself against the thick tree trunk, ready to
receive my final, furious onslaught. I took a deep breath, gripped her pelvis, and thrust forward. She gritted her teeth,
making cute nasal sounds, her wet little hole burning hot. I looked at the two figures not far away and roared:
"I'm coming! I'm coming all of it to you!"

"Ahhh... It's inside... It's inside my little hole... Ahhh! So much... Ugh..."

I took two steps back, panting heavily, and pulled my still-erect penis out of her little hole, bouncing twice in the air, accidentally
splashing the remaining semen onto Yujia's clothes. The dim light shone on her round buttocks.
She swayed her hips seductively at me, her fingers spreading her vulva wide open,
from which jelly-like semen flowed.

I straightened my disheveled clothes slightly, took her hand, and left the grove, stepping back onto the
stone path. The stiletto heels clicked crisply in the quiet night. As Yujia walked, she tidied
her messy hair. I smiled and said to her, "Let's go get some late-night snacks."

"Okay, sure. Then... shall we go to a hotel afterward?"

"Don't worry, I know you didn't climax earlier. I'll definitely satisfy you tonight, you little wildcat. Here, put this on."

"I thought you were going to make me go to the late-night snacks naked."

"That wouldn't be bad either, but I'd rather see you in your underwear right now. Hmm... very sexy
underwear. I won't take it off later; I'll let you wear it while I fuck you."

Taking the lace thong, Yujia looked at it from left to right, and said hesitantly, "Will I wear it here?"

"Yes, I'll wear it here."

"You're such a pervert."

"Hehe, isn't that what you like about me?"

—Just

as Yujia and I were passionately developing our secret relationship... uh, our secret affair, I
encountered . It was before the first class one morning.

Her short, dashing hair slightly covered her round cheeks, and a sweet smile graced her full oval face. It was already
autumn, yet she was still dressed in light summer clothes, a skirt that didn't reach her knees, revealing her straight legs.
On her feet were crystal-clear high-heeled sandals, the pale yellow straps wrapping around her slender, fair calves. Her sexy
attire drew whistles from the boys.

She walked briskly towards me, her high heels clicking with an elegant, composed rhythm. She led me to her side,
gave a seductive wink to a boy next to her, and said, "Handsome, could you switch seats? I want to
sit with my man."

Her voice, a blend of elegance and sweetness, was melodious yet carried an undeniable air of authority. The
boy obediently gathered his things and moved aside, and she sat down naturally, as if we were still classmates
. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, a contagious smile spreading across her lips. "Ah Ming,
long time no see Have you missed me?"

My heart felt like it was being gripped. Forgotten, buried emotions surged up,
finally culminating in a dry, strained "Qiqi...it's been so long..."

...

In a not-so-high-end but elegant Western restaurant, soft classical jazz music played.
In a quiet spot by the window, I awkwardly used a knife and fork to work on my steak. Being in such a place for the first time made me a little
reserved .

Her short hair was neatly styled, strands falling loosely around her neck.
Her gently concealed her arched eyebrows, and her ears were hidden in her hair, with only small earlobes peeking out, each
adorned with a silver pendant. A delicate necklace hung around her long neck, and she wore a simple short-sleeved shirt with a wide
neckline that revealed her sexy collarbone. The fitted shirt accentuated her shapely figure, highlighting her full breasts and exuding a confident
and alluring charm.

I chewed on a steak whose flavor I couldn't quite place, muttering, "Tsk, I almost didn't recognize her."

Her slender, white fingers gently held the stem of a glass, tilting the cylindrical body at a 45-degree angle. Pink
lips touched the rim, and she took a small sip of the white wine—the whole sequence of movements as elegant as a noblewoman's.
When the wine glass was placed back on the table, she slowly asked, "What did you say?"

"Um, I meant you've changed a lot." Dressed in clothes that clashed with the surroundings, I
was eating steak without any regard for appearances, and mumbled indistinctly.

"You got a haircut? Does it look good?"

"Hmm...it suits you quite well, but your old long hair was also nice, the one that covered your face."

"Ah, that Japanese-style princess hairstyle, I'll grow it long if you like it..." "

It's mainly your temperament that's changed."

"That's because, at this age, if I still have to act cute, I'd feel disgusted with myself."

We chatted casually, and I really wanted to ask her where she had been all this time, but the words wouldn't
come out. Although I felt she wouldn't avoid the topic, I had a vague feeling that what she had experienced during her absence
wouldn't be something I would feel good about if I knew.

After dinner, we went to see an old, clichéd romantic movie. Kiki watched it with great interest, but unlike other women watching movies, she
didn't secretly wipe away tears because of the melodramatic scenes. In the darkness, she held my hand,
our fingers intertwined, like any other couple watching a movie together. But I just didn't
feel .

Qiqi planned the entire evening's date, and I followed her around like a puppet. She asked if I
wanted to go somewhere, and I said anything was fine. She tried on clothes and asked if they looked good, and I said yes to all of them.
She didn't seem to care about my perfunctory attitude or coldness, playing the role of a girl deeply in love, which made me
feel incredibly uncomfortable.

It was late, and Qiqi hailed a taxi, telling the driver to go to our neighborhood. It seemed our
date was over, and we'd each go home. However, as we passed our usual
hotel , Qiqi suddenly told the driver to stop.

That night, the hotel owner seemed drunk. When he saw me leading a beautiful woman in… no, a beautiful woman
leading me in, he leered at Qiqi, as if his gaze could see right through her clothes
and into .

"Hey bro, here again? Wow, only been a few days and you've changed again. This beauty's got a lot more allure than the last one
, haha! Uh..." Clearly drunk, he wasn't watching where he was going. Seeing my embarrassed expression, the boss
obviously realized he'd said the wrong thing and awkwardly handed me the room key.

Qiqi followed me into the room with a half-smile. As soon as the door closed, Qiqi wrapped her arms around my neck,
pressing her whole body against mine, her soft breasts pressing tightly against me. I couldn't help but hug her soft body back. At that
moment, I clearly realized how pathetic I had been!

During the time Qiqi disappeared, she wouldn't answer my calls, and I couldn't find her at her house. I even
waited outside her door for a whole day and night without seeing her. Since then, I've imagined
what it . Perhaps I'd lose control and yell at her, perhaps I'd coldly treat her like a stranger, perhaps I'd slap
her and demand, "I love you so much, you're my girlfriend, how could you sleep with someone else and
get pregnant?"... I imagined all sorts of scenarios, but when we met again, sat together in class again, went on
another date, I said nothing.

When I was with Yujia, I thought she was the girl who could make me forget Qiqi. In fact, during that time
I didn't think about Qiqi much. I thought I could have a new beginning, but then Qiqi suddenly
came back, easily walking into my life with a completely unfamiliar demeanor.

So many words, so much resentment, so many emotions that had tormented me were
shattered by her hug. I held her tightly, so very tightly, as if afraid she would disappear from my life again
.

Damn it, I actually like her this much...

"Let's take a shower first..." she whispered in my ear.

Hot water poured down from the showerhead, the temperature set high. The bathroom was filled with steam, much like my
bewildered state of mind. After what seemed like an eternity, the bathroom door opened, and a graceful figure
emerged , completely naked, like Aphrodite born from the sea foam—a truly dreamlike sight.

She gently embraced me, her soft, trembling voice lingering in my ear: "Why did you take so long? Were
you implying we should take a bath together? Or were you deliberately making me wait so long to play this anxiety game? You're so naughty..." Her

delicate skin pressed against mine, stimulating my most primal desires. My body reacted instinctively before I could even think
, and my limp penis rose against her soft skin. I embraced her soft, delicate
body , my fingertips tracing her cheek, lingering on her lips. Her lips were beautiful, a pale color,
perfect for kissing.

Two arms encircled my neck; she gently rose on her tiptoes, her eyes closed, her small face slightly upturned.
Without thinking, my body acted instinctively. I leaned down, my thin lips gently kissing hers
. I had done this countless times; kissing her like this had become an instinct.

Such a familiar taste, a taste that had captivated me countless times, that I couldn't resist. Even knowing that
many had tasted her lips, knowing that her mouth had tasted many men's penises—damn it, I
still couldn't resist her allure!

Afraid of falling for her, I restrained myself from holding her too tightly, from kissing her too deeply. After a few moments
of mutual parted. There was no passion, no fervor, but it felt like a long-time couple occasionally
expressing the intimacy of their fingertips—a kiss that evoked a warm, sweet feeling.

She tore open a bottle of shower gel, squeezed the foam into her hand, and applied it to my thin, bony chest. Her soft little hands…
She continued groping downwards, finally grasping the already erect penis, smearing foam on it with both hands.

"It's telling me it really wants to do it with me! What an honest child."

The penis throbbed with blood, like a nodding child, the glans rubbing against her palm,
as if pleading. She took my hand and placed it on her breast, guiding it
to gently knead her soft flesh. Her sweet voice, tinged with a hint of resentment, said, "What's wrong? You used to pounce on
me like a wild beast, why have you become so wooden?"

Her soft, melancholic voice was so alluring, and my throbbing penis protested. I suddenly
felt like I was crazy! Whether I liked her or not, our
relationship was never what I thought it was. Since she was just playing around, why should I take it so seriously?

A feeling akin to anger was rising within me. I grabbed a towel and tied it around her wrists, then roughly
shoved her against the wall. Qiqi cried out in pain, "Ouch!" I lifted her legs up to my waist,
raising her entire body, and with a thrust, my penis plunged into her smooth, bare vagina with a whoosh.

"Ah! It's in! Ah Ming's penis! Ah... so intense right from the start..."

Her bound hands clung to my neck, her body rising and falling against the wall as I fucked her. Her vagina, which hadn't had any foreplay,
gradually became wet, sucking on the penis wreaking havoc inside. Her legs, which I was holding, also lewdly clamped around
my waist.

"You're so fucking slutty, seducing me as soon as you get back. You really want me to fuck you that badly?" I roared, howling.
The hot water was still on, the steam enveloping us, making us feel as if we were on a cloud of lust.

"Ah...ahh...because of Ah Ming's cock...it feels so good...I
got wet as soon as I saw you...ahh...so good...so good..." Her legs squeezed my waist even tighter, her petite body
rising and falling in sync with my thrusts. Every time I pushed into her pussy, her buttocks would sink down, allowing my cock to penetrate even
deeper.

"Nonsense! You slut, do you think I don't know? I can't satisfy you at all! You must prefer a
bunch of men fucking you together, right?"

"Ha...if Ah Ming likes...he can fuck me with others...um..."

"Fuck!" Kiki's slutty energy stimulated my nerves, her writhing pussy constantly sucking my cock.
The immense attacking relentlessly. Within minutes, the signs of ejaculation surged up, and I gritted my teeth and
stopped the piston-like motion, suppressing the rising orgasm.

I pulled Kiki into my arms, her arms around her waist. She clung to me like a koala as I carried her out of
the bathroom and roughly tossed her onto the soft double bed. She

hadn't dried herself after the shower; her wet, short hair was disheveled and fell across her face, creating a breathtaking
beauty ! As she lay on the bed, her full breasts rose and fell with her disordered breathing, forming an alluring sight. Her waist was slender, her abdomen flat, and her large breasts were like two towering peaks
standing abruptly on a plain , yet without any sense of incongruity; instead, they were an ultimate temptation. A towel was still tied around her wrists. Kiki, dazed and confused from the fall, had a rather masochistic air about her. I pulled her hair, and she cried out in pain as she scrambled to her feet, kneeling on the bed. I made her grasp my penis with her bound hands and fucked her clasped hands. Kiki's hands were incredibly soft, almost boneless. Her slender index fingers interlaced, gripping my burning hot penis, stroking it with a rhythmic, gentle touch in sync with my thrusts. Her pitiful expression fueled my violent emotions of wanting to ravage, bully, and torment her. I grabbed her hair, ordering her to stick out her adorable tongue, placing the head of my penis on her soft tongue, smearing the fluid secreted from the urethral opening onto her taste buds. Kiki's body writhed slightly with each stroke, her firm breasts swaying gently, her vulva rubbing against the disheveled sheets, clearly itchy! These unintentional movements revealed her wanton nature, stirring my heart. I roared, "Almost there! Harder!" Hearing my cry, Kiki tightened her grip, squeezing my monstrous penis tightly, tearing at my foreskin. I squeezed my corpora cavernosa until they were deformed. A strange pleasure rose within the pain; I even craved her to further brutally abuse my penis! Her small tongue teased the sensitive spot on the glans, and the penis suddenly throbbed violently, almost breaking free from her small hands' grasp. Qiqi struggled to open her mouth, placing her tongue under the glans, preparing to receive the impending ejaculation. The penis spasmed and contracted, finally reaching a critical point, and with a sudden burst, semen shot out like a torrent, shooting into Qiqi's mouth and causing her to cough. After the first spurt of semen, the penis contracted and expanded, and the second wave of semen, still strong and powerful, shot out, landing on her fair face. Qiqi shrank back in fright from the intense facial ejaculation. The third wave of semen followed closely, shooting onto her head, the white semen sticking to her glossy black hair, creating a most lewd scene. The penis contracted and expanded, ejaculating a stream of semen, repeating this five times, covering her small face completely with semen. Semen slid down her beautiful profile, and the semen mixed with saliva dripped from her tongue, down her chin, and onto her high, firm breasts, leaving creamy clumps on her jade-like skin. Her slender fingers picked up a drop of thick semen that was sliding down her face, put it in her mouth, and sucked on her fingertip. She pouted and glared at me, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying, you came so much." Her lewd appearance stopped my penis from going limp. I pushed her down onto the bed, her bound hands raised above her head, her breasts arching dramatically with the weight of her arms. I spread her long legs and buried my head between her thighs, my tongue licking her already wet and tender vulva. A strong, fishy smell mingled with her vaginal fluids, gushing from her opening. The closed slit writhed, slightly revealing the labia minora hidden inside. I parted the slightly darkened labia, revealing the pinkish flesh within. My tongue plunged into the writhing opening, churning wildly , the moist passage churning out wave after wave of viscous, lustful fluid, splashing onto my face. The glistening clitoris was exposed, trembling shyly in the air. I covered it with my tongue, roughly licking it, the erotic taste stimulating my taste buds. I licked with great force and madness. Suddenly, two long, slender legs clamped tightly around my head, pressing my face between her thighs, the viscous lustful fluid...

With a strong fishy smell, it gushed out like urine, spraying all over my face!

I wiped the sticky liquid off my face, realizing we'd both ejaculated on each other's faces.

Slender fingers parted her tender labia, revealing a deep, secluded path, its layers of folds
faintly visible! Qiqi, her legs spread in an "M" shape, pleaded with a tearful, plaintive voice, "Stop torturing me! Please,
come in!"

Her open vulva was like a whirlpool, seemingly capable of swallowing one's soul. I
rubbed , but she pulled me inside. Both our genitals secreted thick, slippery love fluid.
My penis pierced through the layers of folds within the
cavity inner walls—the sensation was indescribably wonderful!

I murmured her name, my body instinctively convulsing. Each thrust of my penis brought forth copious amounts
of her fluids, stretching her previously closed, delicate opening wide, her labia minora turned outwards, gripping
my throbbing, veiny penis.

"Ah!...Ah Ming's penis...so good...so deep..."

The towel tied to her hands had somehow slipped away, and she tightly embraced my head. I pressed myself against
her parted thighs, using my entire body weight to penetrate her vagina, each thrust going all the way in,
the soft spring mattress creaking under the pressure.

My heart pounded, an indescribable emotion urging me to release. Our bodies intertwined, without
any technique, only familiarity with each other's bodies; simply following our instincts to fuck created a perfectly synchronized feeling.

"You seem to be really enjoying it. Does it feel good to be penetrated like this?"

"Ha...so good...Ah Ming's penis is the best!...Ah...it's getting bigger inside!...So
powerful ...harder..."

My blood rushed to my head, and my penis, which had already ejaculated once, returned to its peak state, brutally ravaging inside her vagina.
Her vagina, in turn, continuously sucked and gripped my hot penis, making a gentle counterattack.

The endless lust seemed inexhaustible. After ejaculating once, the second round would begin immediately.
The desire was like our ambiguous feelings, always lacking something, never reaching the peak of passion.

I frantically fucked her tender vagina, and the deep, sweet vagina easily accepted my fierce attack. Qiqi's delicate body trembled from my
thrusts , and she clung to me tightly, her cries growing louder and louder.

Lust finally overwhelmed my reason. I flipped her over and made her kneel on the bed, gripping her snow-white
buttocks thrusting violently. The contrast between my dark penis and her snow-white buttocks was striking. Her open vaginal opening
coiled around my penis, her snowy buttocks welcoming each thrust, tightly gripping my hot penis.

To be honest, Kiki's vagina was looser than Yujia's, but it was like magic, able to
grip my penis tightly. It felt like every fold of the inner wall could squeeze my penis. I roared, twisting my body like I was on drugs,
sweat spraying onto her snow-white back. The impact of our flesh produced a dull sound like pile driving.
Her alluring anus opened and closed, writhing. I stretched out a finger and stroked the folds on her anus, gently pushing it in. A
finger went in easily!

"No!... If you do this... Ahh... It's so intense... I'm going to be ruined... Ahhh
... Harder!... Fuck me until I'm broken..."

Her vagina spasmed, her wet passage became burning hot, and her juices gushed out like a burst dam, the exaggerated
amount dripping from her crotch and soaking the sheets. I gripped her snow-white buttocks tightly, roaring and howling, my
glans protruding from her flower bud, semen gushing out with my fury, slamming hard against her cervix.

Qiqi's legs went weak from the ejaculation, and she collapsed onto the bed. My penis slid out of her vagina with a hiss, the remaining
semen spraying onto her smooth back as my penis swayed. Her vagina, as muddy as a swamp,
squeezed out gushes of semen. I thought of how other men had ejaculated inside her like this, making her pregnant, and my frenzied emotions
surged again. I thrust my still-erect penis back into her vagina.

"Ah! Why is it so... No... Ahhh!!"

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