If Heaven Has Feelings (Chapter 97)

Chapter 97
An orange Audi A5 drove along the bustling Jun'an Avenue. Although it was already 9 PM,
the traffic on this avenue showed no signs of slowing down. Rows of upright streetlights illuminated the wide street and
the magnificent buildings surrounding it. This avenue was home to the nation's political and historical center. Rows
of city gates adorned with lanterns sat silently in the night, exuding royal majesty as they watched over the ant-like crowds in the square.
The color of the city gates, as crimson as fluttering flags, reflected on the faces of the patrolling guards in their overcoats,
their wary yet arrogant gazes unmistakable.
I gripped the steering wheel of my A5 with one hand, driving towards Jingshan Park. My other hand hung down
beside the passenger seat, my broad palm holding a slender, delicate, and fair hand. The hand's fingers were long and
thin like willow branches, the skin tender and lovely, as white as cream. The neatly manicured fingertips were adorned with crystal nail polish,
small, bright silver hearts adding a touch of pure and romantic girlish charm.
Following the slender hand was a long, shapely, fair arm. The slightly bent elbow revealed
the woman's thinness. Her dazzlingly white skin appeared somewhat fragile in the dimly lit car, much like the
slender figure draped in a pure white dress. The umbrella-shaped organza skirt was gathered together,
revealing two long, jade-like legs crossed diagonally beneath the wavy, sheer floral pattern, clad in 7-centimeter silver rhinestone-strap stiletto
sandals.
Her hair, which had been loosely tied in a bun, was now loosened. A white lace headband studded with rhinestones was gently tied around
a strand of her hair, which cascaded down like a waterfall over the sheer neckline and back.
Her delicate, oval face was partially visible through her hair, and I could see the joyful expression on her face out of the corner of my eye. Her
small, pink lips were slightly upturned, the curve of her mouth expressing undisguised happiness. Her two bright,
large eyes would sometimes glance in my direction, sometimes gaze out the window, but they were always filled with longing.
Yang Naijin was undoubtedly the happiest person at this moment. She had finally waited for the person she loved to appear, and I had even
expressed my love for her in public. All of this was enough to excite this girl
immensely. Even though she came from a privileged background and had an extraordinary temperament, with various high-quality suitors around her, she was still just a young girl with
the fantasies of all girls her age—fantasizing about a thrilling love story. Unlike others,
her fantasy had actually become a reality, and her lover was right beside her. How could she not be happy?
On the way back to the garage from the dance hall, the two of us were practically inseparable,
hugging and whispering sweet nothings as we walked. We only separated slightly in front of the Audi A5, but this action seemed
unnecessary, because Mei Yu had already closed her eyes, looking exhausted as she reclined in the back seat, seemingly
asleep.
We smiled at each other in unison, got into the car quietly, and drove off. Yang Naijin was initially a little apprehensive
, fearing my presence would displease her mother. Unexpectedly, even that was omitted. I, on the other hand, recalled
the intoxicating scene in the library earlier, and Mei Yu's trembling legs as she slowly descended the steps.
Driving through the night in Yanjing, everything was so quiet, so different from the daytime hustle and bustle. Through
the car window, I could see couples strolling, their clothes ordinary, but their faces filled with
longing and hope. The temperature was much lower at night than during the day, and girls waiting for the bus nestled
into their boyfriends' arms, couples embracing and chatting oblivious to their surroundings.
Temporarily out of her mother's sight, Yang Naijin became quite shy, seemingly mindful of her mother in the back seat
. After getting into the car, she became dignified and quiet, hesitant to make any overtly affectionate gestures towards me, but always keeping her
small hands in mine. She would occasionally glance at me with a smile before turning back to sit upright,
speaking to me in soft, gentle voices.
However, although my attention was mainly on Yang Naijin, I still occasionally glanced at
Mei Yu through the rearview mirror.
The back seat of the Audi A5 was spacious enough that Mei Yu's slender and graceful figure easily occupied most of the leather sofa. Even in the darkness, 　　her curvaceous figure was still visible in
her Givenchy black silk gown, and her slender, porcelain-like legs peeked out from beneath the hem, 　　becoming the only ray of light in the dimly lit car. 　　Her meticulously styled hair, styled in a bun resembling a flower bud, rested against the back of the chair. Her slightly raised neck, as 　　white and radiant as moonlight, accentuated her delicate features, making her appear as if sculpted from a piece of fine jade. 　　Her usually clear and bright phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and judging from the distance between her arched eyebrows, she was fast asleep. 　　Her thin lips were pressed together like a red line, their vibrant color and perfect shape the result of makeup touch-ups, 　　for there had been a man's large, savage, and passionate intrusion there— 　　a fact unnoticed by anyone except me. 　　Even in her sleep, Mei Yu still clutched the white snakeskin handbag tightly. Her exposed 　　arms, like two light bulbs, appeared exceptionally white and translucent in the darkness. The smoky 　　gray gauze that had originally covered her arms now lay quietly inside the white snakeskin handbag she clutched, likely still stained with 　　the products of a man and woman's union. 　　The streetlights flashing past the car window cast dappled light on her jade-like face, creating an interplay of light and 　　shadow that added a unique beauty. 　　Although I held Yang Naijin's delicate hand, and the girl beside me allowed me to freely admire her long, beautiful arms and legs 　　, my thoughts kept wandering to the back seat, to that incredibly familiar body. 　　Fortunately, Yang Naijin was immersed in the happiness of regaining what she had lost and didn't notice my wandering thoughts. So, 　　half-heartedly, I led the two beauties back to the retirement home in Jingshan. 　　The Audi A5 had military license plates, and I drove straight in. The guard at the gate seemed to recognize 　　the owner of the vehicle and even gave me a respectful salute. Everything went so smoothly, and I entered 　　the destination I had lingered for so long the night before.

The courtyard was lush with trees, and the car drove through flowerbeds and green spaces. All around were rows of three-story detached houses,
spaced far apart. There were only about 20 such buildings in the entire courtyard, making it almost
indistinguishable from a residential community, except the greenery and spacing were far superior to ordinary apartments and villas.
Following Yang Naijin's gentle directions, the Audi A5 stopped under a quiet, shady tree. This building looked
even older than the Junan Building, its thick, dignified blue brick walls forming a square layout. The dark red
wooden roof was inlaid with faded five-pointed stars, clearly showing the style of Soviet architecture from the last century, yet it blended in
strangely harmoniously within the courtyard.
Yang Naijin gently woke her mother, Mei Yu, who slowly opened her eyes. She glanced at her daughter first,
then fixed her gaze on me behind her. Her phoenix eyes were still clear as water, but they had lost some of their sharpness and
gained a hint of bewilderment.
Mei Yu gently shook her head, as if recalling something. She grabbed her daughter's outstretched arm, seemingly
using the strength to lift herself off the sofa. A slender, white leg, like a lotus root,
peeked out from under her silk dress, quickly disappearing back into the long black silk hem. Her white
camellia sandals with 11-centimeter stiletto heels trembled slightly as they touched the ground.
But she quickly regained her balance, gently waving her hand to refuse my attempt to approach. Then, she took
her daughter's arm and walked towards the door. Throughout this, she never looked directly at me. I knew what she was thinking
; she didn't want her daughter to see our relationship. So, she cooperatively stepped aside, allowing Yang
Naijin to escort her mother into the house.
The interior decoration of this villa maintains the same style as its exterior. Dark solid wood floors are covered with
carpets with ethnic patterns, and the large sofas, although old-fashioned, are made of fine cowhide. A row of palatial
crystal chandeliers casts a dim yellow light into the room, which shines on the two beauties in front of them, as if
glazing two white porcelain statues.
Because of the heels on their shoes, the mother and daughter appeared to be about the same height from behind.
Their hair was styled in an elegant updo, while their smooth, flowing hair was fresh and lovely. Both women were tall and slender
, but the mother's curves clearly possessed the softness of a mature woman. Although her black silk dress
hugged her body tightly, the allure she exuded with every move was natural. Especially when she struggled to lift herself up
the steps in her 11-centimeter stiletto white camellia sandals, her perfectly shaped, heart-shaped buttocks were
fully revealed before me. The full, elastic flesh of her buttocks stretched the silk fabric to its limit.
One glance was enough to arouse my blood, and my penis suddenly became erect again.
Whether it was because she had let go of her resentment or the aftereffects of their previous passionate lovemaking, every
move she made was full of femininity. Her long legs, trembling in high heels, seemed to still carry
the lingering effects of being ravaged by a man, yet it all felt so natural and unpretentious. Every sway of her body
was incredibly arousing to a man's instincts, and I found myself reaching out to grab a handful of that plump, juicy peach. I
thought to myself, "Good heavens!" Mei Yu's allure was simply too strong; if I continued watching, I didn't
know what I would do. I quickly averted my gaze.
But once I saw her, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Yang Naijin, like her mother, had an
exceptionally long lower body. The high-cinched waist of her white lace mini-dress made her
slender waist appear almost broken from my angle. The wavy organza skirt was pulled up quite a bit, revealing most of her
long, straight, fair legs. Those cone-shaped legs, encased in 7-centimeter stilettos,
further elongated her visually as she climbed the stairs. Although she was supporting her mother, it
didn't affect her elegant gait at all, like a graceful red-crowned crane, making my already aroused
crotch tighten even more.
The staircase was made of solid wood, its curved steps descending like a beam of moonlight, so Mei Yu and her mother
walked rather slowly. But this wasn't a bad thing for me; I could leisurely admire their captivating figures
. I even wished there were a few more steps on the staircase.
However, although Mei Yu was slender, she was still the weight of a mature woman. The top few
steps of the stairs were relatively steep, and Mei Yu was wearing 11-centimeter high heels. In addition, her legs were obviously a little
weak, so when she stepped up the stairs, her steps were a little small, and her thin heels did not land firmly on the steps. She stumbled on the steps
and her body swayed involuntarily. Yang Naijin was already struggling to support her mother, and at this moment she was also
in trouble. Seeing that Mei Yu's body was about to fall backward, the little girl let out a scream.
A fragrant breeze wafted by, and I was already embracing that slender, smooth body. I gave Yang Naijin a reassuring
look, and she patted her chest lightly, clearly approving of my quick reaction. Little did she know that at that moment
, my lower body was erect. When Mei Yu had fallen backward, her heart-shaped, full buttocks
had pressed squarely against my crotch. Even through the thin silk fabric,
the unique sensation of my erection against those smooth, plump buttocks made me even harder.
I felt the woman in my arms tremble slightly. As a mature woman, she naturally understood
what that meant. But at that moment, Mei Yu's first thought was whether her daughter beside her had noticed. She gently
grabbed my arm, and before she could speak, I scooped her up in my arms and quickly climbed
the last few steps.
Mei Yu wanted to say something, but firstly, she was too weak to stand, and secondly, seeing that her daughter's
attention wasn't on her, but rather giving the man an appreciative look before quickly leading
the way, she could only sigh in relief, closing her phoenix eyes somewhat helplessly, letting herself lie
in the man's arms.
There was a long corridor on the second floor. I followed Yang Naijin to a bedroom at the end. It was
a spacious and comfortable master bedroom, but the furnishings were unusually simple and plain, perfectly matching Mei Yu's personality.
The old-fashioned desk was piled high with books and documents. Through the half-open door, I could glimpse
skincare products on the bathroom vanity. The velvet curtains were drawn tightly, and a faint fragrance filled the room.
I reluctantly placed Mei Yu on the soft, clean bed. Yang Naijin
touched her mother's forehead with concern, asking, "Mom, are you alright? Why does your face feel so hot?"
My gaze shifted to Mei Yu's face. The little girl wasn't wrong; her mother's smooth, jade-like face
did indeed look quite different from usual. Her normally pale skin was flushed with a beautiful rosy glow, and under the light,
she did indeed look like she had a fever.
"Uh, I'm fine. Maybe I drank too much red wine tonight," Mei Yu replied quickly, offering this obvious excuse
without batting an eye.
Before her daughter could ask any more questions, she spoke first, "Jin'er, could you get me some water?"
Yang Naijin, unsuspecting, nodded and went out. I heard the crisp
sound of high heels clicking on the steps gradually fade away before I let down my guard. My gaze swept over the undulating curves of her breasts on the bed, and
I asked in a low voice, "Mei, what's wrong?"
"It's all because of you, you made me..." Mei Yu glared at me with a hint of annoyance. Although she didn't finish her sentence
, the meaning was clear.
I scratched my head, half pleased and half embarrassed, unsure how to answer. My gaze lingered on her
jade-like body wrapped in a black silk dress, while my hands involuntarily slid down, grasping her
jade-like feet exposed outside the silk dress. I skillfully untied the straps of her white camellia-patterned high-heeled sandals, freeing her slender feet from the
sandals.
With two soft "thuds," the elegant white camellia-patterned stiletto sandals fell to the ground. I
grasped one of her water lily-like feet in each hand, the soft, smooth touch sending a shiver through me. I couldn't resist
gently squeezing her crescent-shaped arches.
Mei Yu's reaction, however, was unexpected. With a sudden burst of strength, she deftly
pushed her feet away from my grasp, then quickly pulled them back up, disappearing into her long black silk dress a second later.
"Gao Yan, what did you say to Jin'er?" Mei Yu's voice was still soft, but incredibly clear
and calm.
"I only said what I should say," I replied calmly, unaffected by her tone.
At the same time, I abandoned my exploration of those feet and considerately pulled up the blue and white thin blanket to cover the
body that had been distracting me. My actions clearly won Mei Yu's favor. She gave me a slight smile
, but as I leaned down, she whispered in my ear, "Remember my words, don't hurt Jin'er
."
I was slightly taken aback. Before I could answer, my keen ears heard the crisp sound of heels approaching
the doorway.
When Yang Naijin entered the bedroom carrying a kettle and a cup, I was already standing by the desk, pretending to look at some materials
. Mei Yu, on the other hand, lay comfortably under the large, thin blanket. Only a pair of white camellia
-patterned high-heeled sandals lay diagonally on the floor at the foot of the bed, once adorning her slender and delicate feet.
However, Yang Naijin didn't notice anything unusual about my mother's or my actions. She carefully helped my mother sit up and
held the cup to help her drink.
Mei Yu took a few sips of water from her daughter's hand, gave her a gentle smile, and nodded, saying, "Okay,
my dear Jin'er, Mommy can do it by herself."
She took the water glass as she spoke. Yang Naijin, seeing that her mother seemed alright, was relieved. She
nodded and said, "Mommy, let me help you remove your makeup."
Mei Yu had clearly anticipated this, and shook her head, saying, "It's alright, I can manage myself."
"Why don't you see Gao Yan off? It's getting late." She nodded slightly in my direction. Yang Naijin looked at me, giving me
a look for her opinion.
I put down my book and offered a respectful smile, saying, "Aunt Mei, you should get some rest. I won't
disturb you any longer."
My words had a double meaning, and a barely perceptible blush crossed Mei Yu's face, but she maintained her
composure and said softly, "Thank you for tonight. Goodnight, Gao Yan."
I nodded. Yang Naijin didn't notice the ambiguity in my conversation with Mei Yu. She
turned off the main light in my mother's room, leaving only a row of soft spotlights, and then took my arm and led me out the door.
After leaving my mother's bedroom, Yang Naijin became unusually quiet, as if she had something on her mind
, but she didn't immediately show it on her face. I wasn't sure if she had noticed the ambiguity between us.
Although we were both impeccably dressed, we didn't know how to start a conversation, so we walked silently to the door
.
Upon reaching the door, I insisted that Yang Naijin not see me off any further. The temperature in Yanjing dropped sharply at night, and she was only wearing
a sheer skirt that exposed her legs; I didn't want her to catch a cold. So I walked down the steps alone. A gust of cool wind swept over me, and although
I was wearing a suit jacket, I couldn't help but shiver.
"Gao Yan—" came Yang Naijin's clear voice from behind, soft and melodious, yet carrying
a hint of timidity.
I stopped and turned around.
The moon had already climbed into the sky. Perhaps due to the descending cold air from Siberia,
the night in Yanjing was unusually clear, free from gloom. The long-awaited bright moonlight shone down, casting
a halo around Yang Naijin, who stood quietly alone at the door. Standing gracefully, she was as upright as a sapling, her two long, jade-like legs appearing translucent white in the moonlight
.
As if she were feeling a bit cold, she tightly hugged her bare, snow-white arms to her chest.
Her small face, framed by her long, straight, cascading black hair, was captivatingly beautiful. Her high, arched eyebrows were furrowed, and her cherry-like
lips trembled slightly, unable to conceal their bloodless paleness.
Looking at the pretty woman at the door, I couldn't help but recall that scene from a year ago. It was my first time
returning from visiting the Mei residence, and Yang Naijin had seen me off at the door in the same way. Compared to then, she was
much more mature, but the look in her eyes was still so lonely and helpless.
Before I could think, Yang Naijin had already taken action; she stepped into her 7-centimeter stiletto crystal heels…
She rushed down the steps and lunged at me, and in an instant, a slightly cool, fragrant female body was in my arms.
"Jin'er, what's wrong?" I asked with concern, quickly unbuttoning my suit jacket to
wrap around Yang Naijin's upper body.
I could feel the girl in my arms still trembling, but she clung tightly to my waist, resting her head on my shoulder
, murmuring, "Don't go, stay, please, don't leave me."
Her voice was as soft as an ant's buzz, but I heard every word clearly. My mind went
blank, yet my blood immediately boiled, as if a switch had been flipped, and an indescribable
feeling welled up inside me.
What followed was like a dream. We embraced tightly in the cool night air. Yang Naijin seemed
to want to melt into me and squeeze into my body, her limbs intertwined with mine, our lips
locked in a passionate, intertwined kiss.
My blood rushed to my head, my heart pounded at an unprecedented rate,
and all my senses were dulled. Once things calmed down, we were back inside
, and the door was closed again.
It was much warmer inside than outside. The suit jacket had slipped to the floor, but my hands didn't stop
, moving smoothly and naturally over Yang Naijin's body. As I tried to explore her dress more deeply, Yang
Naijin regained some clarity. She pressed my hand down, pleadingly whispering, "Not here
, Mom might see."
I nodded in agreement. Although Mei Yu had seemed immobile, it was still dangerous for us
to be intimate in the downstairs hall. Who knew if she might suddenly come out? Just looking down from the second-floor corridor
, we could see everything happening in the hall.
Yang Naijin's room was also on the second floor. Going upstairs would inevitably make noise, and as I hesitated
, Yang Naijin pointed to the left with her head down. I immediately picked her up and went over.
It was an unused guest room, and the bedding was very neat.
When I placed the girl in my arms on the clean, soft white sheets, Yang Naijin still covered her eyes with the backs of her hands, looking shy like a young girl.
However, I had no time to admire her at this moment. My hands moved up and down non-stop, and soon I took
off her white gauze dress, exposing her slender and delicate body to the night. A strapless white
cotton bra opened easily, and two petite and exquisite breasts jumped out happily. The pink beaks
swayed gently in the air, as if expecting something. When my large hands grasped these little breasts, I realized that they were
just as I had imagined. The girl's body trembled slightly under my palm, whether from joy or fear
.
"Jin'er, don't be afraid, brother loves you." I whispered comfortingly, my hands gently caressing
her, taking her small but incredibly firm breasts into my palms, teasing and playing with them sweetly.
Gradually, the girl beneath me began to relax, her previously tense skin easing.
"Mmm..." Yang Naijin still covered her eyes with her hands, but soft breathing began to escape her nostrils
.
The smooth, delicate skin beneath my hands began to warm, and I intensified my kisses, gently kissing her
upper body, not even sparing her small, pointed breasts, taking their pink beaks into my mouth,
warming them with the heat of my mouth, licking and caressing them endlessly with my tongue.
"Ooh...oh..." Yang Naijin's soft moans increased; she had clearly never experienced anything like this before,
being touched so intimately by a man, even if it was the man she admired.
But I didn't let up. Once the two pigeon beaks in my mouth had swelled to a certain extent, I released them, then
buried my head and continued downwards, brushing over her flat, smooth, fat-free abdomen, gently kissing her small, adorable
navel for a while before continuing downwards.
I used two fingers to pry open the pure cotton panties tied with many bows, and Yang Naijin was completely naked
. Her slender, fair body spread out in the night, like a blank sheet of paper yet to be stained with ink. Her well-proportioned
body still retained the slenderness of a young girl, her translucent white skin spotless.
The triangular valley formed between her not-so-full hips had sparse, soft vegetation, and the pink petals in the center were slightly open,
as if a trace of transparent liquid floated on them.
"Mmm...no...it tickles!" Yang Naijin chuckled softly,
her body writhing uncomfortably. Her 7-centimeter stiletto heels had slipped off and were now on the floor
, her delicate feet slightly arched.
But then, Yang Naijin couldn't utter a complete sentence. My mind lurched downwards, and my
tongue probed into her unopened bud. The slightly sweet and sour juice, combined with the girl's unique, faint fragrance,
was incredibly delightful. Driven by infatuation and exploration, I used every trick in the book, tirelessly exploring
her.
I felt the girl's skin beneath me growing increasingly hot, her lower abdomen rising and falling beneath my head, her long,
straight, shapely thighs tightly clamping my head, and her buttocks, pressed against the sheets, wriggling restlessly.
The tender flesh my tongue touched felt increasingly full, and streams of sweet fluid flowed from her core into my mouth
.
Listening to Yang Naijin's moans, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, I knew my foreplay was nearly complete. To ensure
this delicate and pure girl had a perfect first time, I had gradually and painstakingly helped her
adapt to a man, then aroused her desire as a woman through hand and mouth caresses. Now, my efforts had paid
off, and the next step was to make her a woman.
As I gently lifted her two long, cone-shaped legs and placed them on my shoulders, Yang Naijin still covered
her eyes with the back of her hand, but judging from the rise and fall of her lower abdomen, the girl already knew what was about to happen
. However, she was clearly very inexperienced in it; if possible, Yang Naijin wished she could find a piece of cloth to cover
herself.
"Baby, open your eyes and look at me." I called her name with utmost tenderness. I wanted her
to witness this moment, because it was important to both of us.
With my gentle coaxing, Yang Naijin hesitated for a moment, then finally removed her slender hand from her eyelids.
The young girl shyly opened her bright, clear eyes, her gaze filled with tender affection.
The man before her was so handsome and muscular; his features were sharply defined, his naked body covered in
solid muscles, even the thick tufts of body hair exuded masculine charm.
Between his legs, a huge snake stood erect amidst the tangled grass, its purplish-red oval
head swollen and round, its large eyes scrutinizing her as if ready to attack at any moment
.
As a modern woman with higher education, Yang Naijin, though inexperienced sexually, understood
what the man was about to do. At this moment, besides nervousness, she felt even more joy. Nervous because she was finally
about to give away her virginity, which she had cherished for so many years, and joyful because the
man standing before her was the one she had loved for so long.
The young girl was extremely shy, her beautiful face flushed with a delicate blush. Her cheeks were rosy, her eyebrows slightly furrowed,
her lips parted slightly, her eyes gently closed, her breath quickened, and her flowing hair was damp with a light sheen of sweat—a captivatingly
alluring expression that was hard to define, a mixture of anticipation and longing. At this moment, she couldn't think of anything else; she could only
grip my fingers tightly, her body stretched out dramatically.
I, too, was now aroused. My hands gripped her long, slender legs, and with a thrust of my hips, my penis
pushed forward, forcing open the tight, untouched passage of her flower with the force of my large glans. With the help
of the slippery fluids produced during foreplay, my first attempt went relatively smoothly. Yang Naijin only felt
a round object, about the size of a hard-boiled egg, being inserted into her lower body. Although the large object stretched and swelled her lower body,
it didn't cause her any discomfort.
I gently moved my waist, slowly rubbing my already inserted glans against her, allowing the girl's naturally tight and delicate
vaginal canal to gradually adapt to my size. During this process, the glans unknowingly moved deeper, finally
touching a firm and elastic barrier. I paused, took a deep breath, and
cupped Yang Naijin's hands in front of my chest, interlocking my fingers with hers. Looking deeply into her eyes, I said,
"Jin'er, I love you. You are my woman."
Yang Naijin's eyes immediately lit up with a dazed expression. Before she could react, I thrust forward
, my massive member advancing with unstoppable force, like an armored knight charging with a lance
.
"Ah…" Yang Naijin let out a soft cry. Although I was somewhat prepared, the
painful moan was still long and loud, with an uncontrollable tremor.
The scream sent a shiver through the room. Although the room was well-insulated, I couldn't guarantee that
Mei Yu upstairs wouldn't hear it, but at that moment, we had no time to worry about that.
I was like a farmer stealing fruit, flustered yet filled with ecstasy, mixed
with male pride. From this moment on, the girl beneath me had become a woman. Her flawless, snow-
white body bore my marks, and I was the first man to do so.
But there was no time for my joy, for the girl bit her lower lip in pain, her large eyes
glistening with tears. I knew the first time was crucial for a girl; only by letting her experience
the pleasure of lovemaking could I make her devoted to me. So I quickly bent down and kissed her soft lips,
whispering sweet nothings to comfort her.
Under my teasing caresses, Yang Naijin gradually calmed down and began to slowly respond to my kisses.
The girl's tongue darted out, her tender, smooth tongue passionately entwining and swirling with mine.
She moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed red, and her fair skin began to burn again , all from my kisses and teasing
.
I knew the time was right; my massive member had been dormant for too long since breaking through that barrier. Although
being enveloped by her incredibly tight passage was a pleasure, I had even greater pleasure to give her. With
each passionate kiss, I thrust my massive member deeper, and with each penetrating deeper,
that untouched virgin territory was slowly cultivated.
It was the first time a man's member had entered her, and although it was already moist with vaginal fluid, it still felt incredibly
tight. Every centimeter I penetrated was extremely difficult. The girl beneath me also possessed a rare and exquisite body,
no less impressive than her mother's. Her newly entered passage seemed to have been unsealed, resisting
my intrusion with all its might, thus slowing the pace of my penetration. But my penetration was irresistible. Finally, I
broke through all the barriers, reaching deep into that soft, smooth bud of the young girl's flower.
"Ah..." Yang Naijin opened her lips again, letting out a breathtaking moan. Her heart
trembled like her own flower, feeling the ultimate pleasure emanating from the deepest, untouched sacred place of her body.
In a spasm of delicate, tingling pleasure, the virgin's tender, shy bud shyly
touched the hot glans of the massive penis that had penetrated to the deepest part of her flower path.
"Baby, you're so beautiful, I love you so much," I breathed softly, feeling immense satisfaction. I
had completely possessed this girl, this exceptionally beautiful girl from a distinguished family, of noble character, charming and adorable. She had
given me her most beautiful first night, and now all I had to do was enjoy this vibrant, youthful
body to the fullest.
After some initial exploration, I began to thrust rhythmically. Although the pain of losing her virginity was profound,
the body of a young girl is extremely sensitive, and Yang Naijin quickly emerged from the shadow of pain.
Judging from her slightly relaxed brows and the slightly pleasurable moans coming from her mouth, she could now accommodate and accept my penis, and had begun to enjoy
the pleasure of the large, fleshy shaft rubbing against her vaginal opening.
"Eek...ah!" Under my repeated thrusts, the girl's tender vulva shyly revealed itself, and her clitoris trembled slightly.
My gentle, rapid thrusts caused Yang Naijin to gasp repeatedly. I already felt my penis
was large and hard enough inside her vaginal canal, but under the influence of her extremely tight passage, it swelled even more, becoming boundless
and powerfully resisting the smooth, tender walls, penetrating even deeper into the narrow, secluded core of her flower.
"Ah, it hurts so much… but why… is it also so good…"
I thrust my penis all the way in with one breath, then began to pump forcefully, grinding and
squeezing the mucous membrane of the vaginal walls with the glans. The pink flesh flowed out even more nectar under the friction. With my relentless
squeezing and rhythmic thrusting, the tender flesh of her vagina finally gave up resistance, beginning to accommodate
my increasingly violent thrusts. A large amount of secreted love fluid mixed with the fresh
blood from the ruptured mucous membranes when I forcefully entered, flowing from her vagina and slowly dripping onto the bed. Each time my large penis thrust in and out, it made a "slurping"
sound.
Yang Naijin's body was folded up, her two long, slender, white legs pressed against her abdomen, her delicate,
petite feet hooking around my shoulders. Her once crystal-clear, white nipples, under my vigorous rubbing, were now flushed with a
faint blush. Her pink, tender beaks, engorged and erect under intense stimulation, and her delicate honeypot was subjected
to a storm of passion. The petals of her honeypot opening had unfolded under the friction and pressure of my enormous penis,
like a flower blooming in time.
My movements, though swift, were very gentle. I felt both pity and love for the girl beneath me, afraid of causing her
even the slightest discomfort. So I continuously changed angles, persistently and sensitively exploring every part of her honeypot.
The enormous glans circled repeatedly inside the girl's flower path, occasionally touching her soft
, tender bud. The girl involuntarily twisted her smooth, flawless, naked, snow-white body, instinctively
tightening her lower abdomen, her flower path contracting and writhing in a beautiful, indescribable way. There,
a suction force instinctively gripped my constantly thrusting
, thick penis. With each thrust, the girl's naturally small and tight flower path grew increasingly hot and scalding
. The tender walls, repeatedly rubbed by the thick penis, involuntarily began to clench tightly,
the incredibly sensitive and delicate mucous membranes clinging tightly to the thrusting, thick penis.
"Mmm...uh...mmm...uh..."
Yang Naijin was completely immersed in the surging waves of carnal pleasure, unaware that she
had begun to moan without any real urgency. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her cherry lips parted as she let out soft, delicate cries—
a captivating sight that seemed to be a mixture of uncontrollable pain and sweet pleasure. Even so, her voice remained soft,
a gentle humming reminiscent of her mother's, only more poignant and alluring, arousing the desire in her. Her snow-white
body, combined with the girl's delicate cries, was enough to drive any man mad. I was now consumed by lust
, unable to control myself. Unconsciously, the force and frequency of my thrusts increased considerably, and I became
less considerate of her feelings than before. Yang Naijin responded to me with ecstasy, awkwardly twisting her slender
waist, lost in boundless desire.
I thrust even more wildly into the beautiful young woman, my enormous penis plunging
in and out of her naturally small and tight passage with increasing brutality. In the throes of passion, the girl felt the thick, terrifying penis
thrusting ever more wildly into the depths of her honeyed orifice. She felt shyly as that thick, terrifying thing penetrated
deeper and deeper into her core, her naked, boneless, snow-white body now flushed a vibrant
pink.
During the fiery, rapid thrusting, several times Yang Naijin felt shyly that my large, burning glans
seemed to touch a hidden, unknown, yet intensely stimulating, tingling, and almost suffocating spot deep within her
. Finally, as my large, thick penis
thrust hard into Yang Naijin's deep, tight, and fiery passage, my enormous, burning-hot glans swiftly broke through her already
incredibly sensitive, tense, and expectant flower core. My well-lubricated glans overcame layers of resistance, piercing through the thick, full
flesh of her flower core, and plunged into her slippery, warm flower chamber.
The girl, already immersed in the flames of desire, felt her flower path being pierced
almost frantically by my hard and fierce thrust. Instantly, her entire body felt an unbearable tingling and numbness, a hundred
flavors of sour, sweet, numbing, and spicy all rushing to her heart.
"Ugh..."
Yang Naijin's body trembled, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth clenched, displaying an alluring, delicate
state that was both painful and intensely pleasurable. Then, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a trembling, delicate cry.
She only felt my enormous glans stirring deep within her honeyed depths, the hot, hard
head rubbing mischievously against the walls of her flower chamber. This immediately triggered an uncontrollable
yet indescribably beautiful spasm in the most sensitive, tender, and slippery part of her body. This spasm, like an electric current, rapidly
spread throughout her entire honeyed passage, then involuntarily permeated her entire body.
Her naked, snow-white, soft body trembled and quivered beneath me, her long,
beautiful, snow-white, and slender legs involuntarily rising high. She felt her heart floating on clouds,
gently climbing upwards, not knowing where it would drift to.
In a daze, she grabbed my arm, her ten long, slender, jade-like fingers
digging deep into my strong muscles. Her long, beautiful, and smooth legs convulsed, clamping tightly
around my waist. With a sudden, unexpected strength, her slender legs held me firmly
.
I felt a turbulent chrysalis within the girl's honeyed flower path, powerful suction carrying countless
tiny electric currents striking my massive penis. The smooth, snow-white abdomen and slightly protruding soft mons pubis of this alluring girl beneath me
convulsed rapidly.
Yang Naijin gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed, and two crystal tears welled up in her tightly closed eyes. These
were tears of overwhelming, sweet joy, and her entire body convulsed and trembled violently, her smooth, naked skin...
Her snow-white body clung tightly to me, a woman reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy in the union of man and woman.
"Ah..."
I roared,
pulling my throbbing penis from the girl's convulsing vaginal canal just before I lost control. An irresistible tingling sensation shot from my tailbone to the head of my penis, and streams of
hot semen gushed out, landing perfectly on the girl's smooth, white abdomen.
Night had fallen, and the gentle moonlight outside the window silently watched the young couple inside.
They were kissing again, their intertwined limbs and swirling lips a testament to their inseparable
love.
Beneath them, on the large bed, the once neat bedding was now disheveled, the white sheets scattered
with vibrant red floral marks, like plum blossoms blooming in spring snow, full of spring's promise.
(To be continued)

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