Sexual Activities During the Spring Festival [Complete Collection]

This is a true story that happened during the Spring Festival. A week before the Spring Festival, a new bar opened in our city. A friend of mine did some design work for the bar, so that night he dragged me along to support it. To be honest, the bar's decor was quite tacky and the style was a mess. The entertainment mainly consisted of singing, and the singers' skills varied greatly. Later in the night, two fair-skinned, hot women came up and started performing a striptease. The four of us ordered a bottle of Black Label whiskey with ice and lemon. The owner came out to greet us, ordered some snacks, then called a manager over to oversee things before leaving. The manager asked if we wanted to bring some girls to keep us company, but we weren't interested. However, he was probably worried about not providing adequate hospitality, so he still sent two girls to keep us company. I don't drink, so I just focused on watching the show. The other three of us started playing dice with the two girls. They were all heavy drinkers and often won at dice, so soon the two girls had almost finished the bottle, and we ordered another one. Halfway through the drinks, both girls were already tipsy. One of them was sitting a bit further away from me, with a friend between us, but she kept toasting me. Later, after getting quite drunk, she kept leaning on me, I don't know if it was because she was drunk. The manager noticed that the two girls were getting too drunk and quickly had them replaced. We stayed a little longer and then left. My good friend had come back from Beijing for the Chinese New Year and had been partying with a group of friends for the past few days. He was planning to return on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, so on the fourth night, he suggested we go to a bar. I remembered that the girls who did the striptease at that bar had good figures, so I suggested he go check it out, and a few of us went there again. We sat for over an hour, drank half a bottle of liquor, and were about to leave when a waiter came up to me and said, "One of the girls here says she knows you and hopes you can come over." I looked at the bar he pointed to and recognized the girl who had been drinking with us that day. She wanted me to have a few drinks with her, but I said I was leaving. She said that after seeing me that day, she thought I looked a lot like her ex-boyfriend and wanted to be friends with me. I left my phone number with my friend and didn't think much of it. The next afternoon, I received a call from her. She said she didn't want to go to work and asked if I was free to keep her company. I hadn't expected her to actually call me and was a little taken aback. Since I didn't have anything planned for the day, I thought about it for a while and agreed. That evening, we ate at a small restaurant. I hadn't done well last year and lost money, so I couldn't afford to be extravagant anymore. Besides, I didn't have any feelings for her, and treating her to dinner was just a normal thing, so everything was kept simple. She didn't mind and ate with relish. After dinner, we took a walk in the shopping street and played some games at an arcade. It was only a little past ten o'clock, and I was already so sleepy I could barely keep my eyes open. I planned to go home and rest early, so I suggested taking her home first. She remained silent, then said it was too early for her to go home. I had no choice but to say I was sleepy and wanted to sleep, and asked if she could come to my place for a while. She immediately agreed and got into a taxi with me. At that point, I knew she didn't want to go home that night. When we arrived at my place, we watched TV and went online together. At 12:30, I went to wash my face and brush my teeth, and then prepared a toothbrush and towel for her as well. After she finished washing up, she continued watching TV, while I went to my room first to prepare for bed. She watched TV outside, and although the volume was turned down low, it was still too noisy for me to fall asleep. I don't know how much time had passed, but I got irritated and got up to go to the living room. She was still wrapped in my clothes, curled up on the sofa watching TV. I said it was too late, so I turned off the TV, pulled her up, and pushed her into the room, then I burrowed into bed myself, as it was cold outside. She asked, "Do you usually sleep with the bedside lamp on?" I said no, so she turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness. She started rustling as she took off her clothes. She came closer, wearing only a long-sleeved undershirt, and asked if she wanted to sleep on the inside or outside. I told her to sleep on the inside. As soon as she got into bed, she turned her back to me, and I grabbed her from behind, my hands starting to caress her. Her breasts were large, soft, and warm; they felt wonderful to touch. After touching her for a while, I tried to slip my hand inside her clothes, but she stopped me. I continued, but she became increasingly resolute. In a fit of anger, I turned my back to her and told her to get lost whenever she wanted. After a while, she probably sensed that I was really angry, so she took the initiative to pull my shoulders and wanted me to hold her while we slept, but I ignored her. After a period of stalemate, she was almost on top of me when I rolled over and hugged her tightly, grabbing her breast with my right hand and kneading it. This time, she didn't resist and obediently let me play with her. I started kissing her cheeks and ears, and her lips found mine, her tongue intertwining with mine. Her kisses were very forceful, sucking until my tongue went numb. After finally managing to pull my tongue out of her mouth, I got up and took off her bra over her head, revealing a white bra. I reached behind her to unhook the bra, and she took it off herself. In the darkness, I couldn't see the shape of her breasts, only that they were quite large and spread out on both sides of her chest. I grasped them and began to rub and lick her nipples. Her nipples weren't large, and weren't very noticeable when she wasn't erect. They gradually hardened under the stimulation of my tongue and teeth, but still weren't very big or firm. After playing with her breasts enough, I took off her trousers and underwear. Reaching down to touch her lower body, I found her pubic hair was already wet. I hugged her tightly and stroked her whole body, noticing that the skin on her buttocks and shoulders wasn't in good condition; it was somewhat rough. I took off my clothes and pants, lying down so she was on top of me, and pulled a condom from under the pillow to put it on. She climbed on top of me and hugged me, telling me that she had just finished her period and that nothing would happen; she didn't want to use a condom. I decided to take a risk and threw the condom away. I gripped my hard penis, preparing to insert it into her, but only the glans went in before she moaned and cried out in my ear, "Mmm...it hurts..." Then she lifted her buttocks to let the glans slide out. I thrust upwards, and just as I inserted a little, she moaned again and lifted her lower body to let the glans fall out. After a few thrusts, I grew impatient. I aimed my penis at her vaginal opening, pressed down on her buttocks with both hands, and thrust my lower body upwards, squeezing the head of my penis into her vagina. She tried to escape, but I held her down with both hands, leaving her nowhere to hide. Finally, I penetrated her firmly. "Ouch..." she cried out softly, lying motionless on top of me. I began to move my hips, thrusting in and out of her vagina, feeling her opening. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, her vagina was quite nice, with just the right amount of tightness, warm and moist, making the penetration quite comfortable. I pushed her shoulders to make her sit up, so I could play with her breasts. Judging from the feel, her breasts were quite sagging; although large, they probably weren't very pretty. After thrusting for a while, I had her sit up and lie face down on the bed, and I entered her from behind. I like the rear-entry position; according to foreign experts, of all sexual positions, this one best reflects the primal instincts of animals. She lay on the pillow, moaning softly. I lifted her upper body, kneading her breasts as I thrust into her. After a while, I felt I couldn't hold back any longer, so I immediately stopped, turned her over, and played with her breasts to ease my tense nerves. This interruption made my penis a little soft. While stroking her breasts, I rubbed my penis against her stomach, and it soon became hard again. I lay directly in front of her, pressed her shoulders, pulled one of her legs to my waist, and thrust my penis into her again. It was cold, and after this break, the vaginal fluid at her opening had dried considerably, so she cried out in pain as soon as I entered. I ignored her and just thrust all the way in. She groaned, "Ah..." I stopped, waited for her sound to disappear, pulled out, and then thrust in hard again, and she groaned again. I enjoyed her moans and cries, forcefully conquering her with each thrust. Watching this woman's body beneath me being ravaged at will, helplessly writhing and turning, I felt extremely excited and satisfied. After a few minutes of this, I was about to climax and decided to stop holding back, so I increased the speed of my thrusting. As an uncontrollable pleasure surged through my penis, I ejaculated inside her. (http://koreyhomes.com)My mind went blank for a moment, then I felt completely relaxed and indescribably comfortable. I gave her a pillowcase to wipe herself, then held her as we rested. I could tell she hadn't reached orgasm, and I apologized to her, feeling quite regretful. She said she rarely orgasmed, and it was the same with her boyfriend in the past, so she basically didn't know what an orgasm was. She rambled on about her past life, and as I listened, I started to feel sleepy. We weren't wearing any clothes, and it was very hot huddled together; I was sweating slightly. Afraid of catching a cold, I got up and put on my underwear, and urged her to put on some clothes to avoid getting chilled. The next morning, I woke up to find her still asleep in my arms. I was rubbing her breasts in bed when she woke up, smiling as she swatted my hand away. I chatted with her while casually pinching and playing with her breasts and nipples. As we talked, I gradually reached down to her genitals and stroked her mons pubis. She pressed her thighs together to prevent me from penetrating her vagina, but I didn't force it. I just slipped my middle finger between her legs and pressed around, roughly on her clitoris. She gradually fell silent, burying her head in my neck, silently enduring the caresses of my fingers. After about two or three minutes, I heard her let out a faint moan. I withdrew my fingers, pulled up her bra, and saw her breasts. Sure enough, her breasts weren't pretty; they sagged quite badly, like two hanging gourds. The nipples were small and not prominent. The areolas were large, light in color, without any small fleshy bumps, and not clearly distinguishable from the breasts. I didn't like her breasts, so I pulled her bra down again and turned her over onto her stomach. She obediently lay motionless on the pillow. I parted her thighs, seeing her brown labia, glistening with vaginal fluid. I lifted her waist close to my lower abdomen, then grasped my penis, found her opening, and gently inserted the glans. She let out a soft moan, the sound muffled from the pillow. As soon as I penetrated her, I felt her vagina was hot and tight, gripping my penis very comfortably, and I immediately felt the urge to ejaculate. I whispered in her ear that I might not be able to last long, but she didn't answer, only moaning and thrusting her buttocks towards me. I lifted myself up, placed my hands on her shoulders, and began to thrust into her fiercely. I probably only fucked her for a little over a minute before I couldn't hold back anymore and ejaculated inside her again. With the spray of semen, I collapsed weakly on top of her. She wouldn't let me get up, so I rested on her like that for several minutes. We slept for a while before getting up. It was already past 2 PM then, and we went out for a quick bite before parting ways. She hurriedly got into her car without saying a word. She called me twice in the following days, and we only chatted briefly. The above is absolutely true. Don't laugh, it was my first time having such an experience. To be honest, it wasn't as good as I had imagined; compared to that, having sex with someone you love feels far better.

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