[Dry Yang Yuying] Author: Unknown

Yang Yuying
(Author: Unknown
; Word Count: 3033)
Due to work, I frequently travel to Europe and America. During my travels, I've had many romantic encounters,
but the one on the plane was particularly unforgettable. It was a flight from Beijing to Los Angeles, scheduled to
stop in Hong Kong. Before boarding, I knew it would be a long journey, so how should I pass the time? Listen to
music, watch videos, or read mindless magazines?
I boarded the plane, found my seat, and gazed at the low-hanging night sky through the window, quietly waiting for takeoff
. Suddenly, a sweet fragrance wafted over, and a girl stood beside me.
"Excuse me, sir," a sweet and melodious voice said.
I stood up, ready to let her into the inner seat. Wow! My eyes lit up.
Long, jet-black hair, a delicate oval face, wearing black sunglasses, and a light red jumpsuit
that concealed a 30A bust, her round buttocks beautifully outlining a curve.
"Yang Yuying? You're Yang..." I couldn't help but exclaim.
"Shh..." She playfully gestured for me to shut up, "Don't shout, I don't want anyone to recognize me."
With that, she quickly slipped into her seat.
"What are you afraid of? This is Hong Kong, no one will pay you any attention." I sat down as well.
She sat quietly, her eyes looking out the window.
"Ms. Yang, you went to America alone?" I broke the silence first.
"Yes," she said somewhat wistfully.
"Ah, I'm a huge fan of yours, I love all your songs, but lately I haven't heard you
sing much," I asked knowingly, thinking to myself that she must have hooked up with a rich guy and been kept by someone.
"Really? Do you want me to sign your autograph?" She giggled, but immediately covered her mouth and glanced around
.
"Seriously, you're going on vacation? Where's your boyfriend?"
"Don't mention him! It's all because of him, and his father. It's one thing to be doing business in America, but then they have to throw a
party and call me over to join in. So annoying! Oh, sorry." She realized she'd said something inappropriate.
The plane had already taken off, and about two or three hours later, the cabin lights dimmed, and the passengers around us began
to sleep. Yang Yuying and I were tired of chatting and prepared to rest. She had taken off her sunglasses, leaned her head against
the back of her seat, and gradually fell asleep.
I silently watched her; her fair and quiet face, while not exactly beautiful, possessed a tender and endearing
charm. Her ample breasts rose and fell evenly with her breathing, and her slender
legs peeked out from under her knee-length skirt. Such a lovely singer being kept by someone—how despicable!
A lewd image flashed through my mind: Lai Changxing's son, naked, was violently penetrating
Yang Yuying in a doggy-style position, his hands gripping her bouncing breasts, while Lai Changxing, obese and dark-skinned, stood before her, his large, dark
penis deeply inserted into her mouth, his hands gripping her hair and thrusting rapidly. Yang Yuying could only
moan softly…
Thinking of this, my penis was extremely swollen, uncomfortably constricted by my underwear. I unzipped my pants and
released it. Then, I turned to her, my heart pounding. How would she react? Would she scream "molestation !"
or silently resist? Anyway, she was a little slut, seemingly innocent, but who knows how many
filthy things she had done…
My lips met hers, soft and wet, my tongue immediately slipping inside, the tip tapping against her pearly teeth. My hands weren't idle either
. One grasped her breast, kneading it—small, but firm and soft; the other held
her small hand, moving it to my erect penis.
Her body trembled violently, her eyes widening as she stared at what was happening before her, her face flushed crimson
. She was about to react, but immediately suppressed it, her body throbbing violently, trying to break free from me. Her hand gripped
my penis tightly, painfully, but she quickly realized what she was holding and tried to let go, but I
held it firmly.
As she gradually calmed down, my lips slightly parted from hers.
"Don't make a sound, someone will see you like this, aren't you afraid?"
She nodded.
"I'll be gentle, I'll make you feel good, okay?"
She nodded again, but then shook her head.
I kissed her, and she no longer resisted. My tongue easily slipped into her mouth, mingling with hers
. One hand continued to caress her breasts, while the other guided her to masturbate me. Her breathing grew heavier,
and her little hands moved faster and faster. Afraid I'd ejaculate soon, I quickly pulled away from her mouth.
"It'll get our clothes dirty, let's go to the restroom," I whispered firmly in her ear.
She shook her head, disagreeing.
"I have a handkerchief," she gasped.
"You don't want me to ejaculate on your face, do you?" I threatened.
"Fine, you go first," she said helplessly.
"You go first," I grabbed a newspaper, covered my genitals, and stood up to leave. She got up and came out too.
I followed her, feeling ridiculous, my erection pointing directly at her swaying, taut buttocks. Most
of the passengers on the plane were asleep; probably no one noticed us sneaking into the restroom.
The restroom was small. I hugged her, and in the mirror, I saw us face-to-face, my hard penis pressing
against her lower abdomen, her hands wrapped around my waist. My hands gently stroked her back, then moved
to her neck, found the zipper of her skirt, and slowly unzipped it. In the mirror, her fair back was gradually revealed.
I unhooked her bra straps and, grasping the side of her skirt suit, peeled it off her body along with the bra. Her body
trembled slightly.
The skirt suit silently slipped to the floor, leaving her only in her panties.
I kissed her for a while, then lifted her light body and placed her on the washbasin. I began to kiss her neck,
then her smooth shoulders, finally stopping at her breasts. Her breasts were round and full, two small peaks standing proudly on her white
plain, pink nipples playfully trembling. I eagerly licked, sucked, and stirred them.
She let out soft moans.
Her nipples had hardened and stood erect, about 1.5 centimeters long—something I'd never seen before,
quite beautiful. I took turns sucking on her breasts, slowly spreading her legs with my hands.
I reached under her panties, and wow! Her vulva was already overflowing with fluid. My fingers rubbed and kneaded incessantly,
and her juices kept seeping out of her panties.
I knelt down, kissing from her chest down to her mons pubis. Following her smooth thighs, I removed the last
piece of clothing from her body and placed her legs on my shoulders. Her pubic hair was sparse, her labia light brown, and
her clitoris, the size of a mung bean, was rosy and glistening—truly a top-quality vulva! I began licking her labia majora, my fingertips pressing against her clitoris
and circling it. Delicious, tasted so good! Before long, my face was covered in her juices.
I stood up, unbuckled my belt, and pulled down my shorts; I needed the sensual contact of my testicles and vulva! I grasped my penis
, the head repeatedly striking her labia.
"Do you want to feel good?"
"Mmm...yes." She gasped.
"Then beg me." My glans rubbed against her labia.
"Mmm...good brother...good younger brother...good husband, come in quickly."
Looking at her lewd state, her once delicate appearance was gone. I pressed my glans against her vaginal opening and slowly
pushed it in.
"Ah..." We both cried out at the same time. Oh! It's so fucking tight! Wet, slippery, and warm, like
eating a popsicle on a hot summer day, like snuggling under the covers in the dead of winter. I wanted to insert my testicles as well.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed this wonderful feeling for a while, then I started to thrust from slow to fast.
"Is it comfortable?"
"Mmm..."
"Do you like me fucking you?"
"Mmm..."
I suddenly increased the pace, my body slamming heavily against her, my testicles powerfully striking her anus.
"Oh...I like it...I love it so much...it feels good...slower...gentler..." She stammered.
"Does it feel better when my husband fucks you...or when I fuck you?" I lowered the frequency.
"You...good..."
"Has your father-in-law done it to you?"
"..."
I started thrusting hard again, repeating the same trick.
"Oh...oh! He has...secretly..." She closed her eyes, her face flushed red, whether from
shame or orgasm, I couldn't tell, beads of sweat were already seeping from her forehead, her breasts were swaying violently up and down from the impact .
"Would you like them to do it to you at the same time?"
"No! Oh...yes..." Her moans grew louder, her vagina tightened violently, and a large
amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, dripping down her testicles onto the ground. I felt so good being squeezed by her that I lost control, a hot stream
gushed out from the bottom, shooting out from the glans of my penis, straight to her cervix.
"Ah...ah...", we both screamed and reached orgasm at the same time!
She hugged me tightly, and I collapsed on top of her. Her vagina clenched and relaxed rhythmically.
"Oh...don't move," I begged her.
She giggled softly on my shoulder.
After a while, I pulled away from her body. She began cleaning up the remaining fluids...
We got dressed and quietly returned to the cabin...
The next morning, we chatted happily as if nothing had happened. At noon
, the plane arrived in Los Angeles, and I saw her being picked up by a group of people. Watching her get into the car, I pursed my
lips, savoring the ecstasy of the previous night, "That little brat Yang Yuying was so amazing!"
[The End]

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