Beibei, my young mistress

Whether it was a blessing from heaven or good character, I eventually got to know her and we became good friends... That night, I was lying in bed playing Momo, searching for people nearby. Suddenly, a name appeared in the drop-down list: xx Communications. Isn't that the company where Beibei works? So, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, I added her as a friend. She accepted my request quickly, and I sent her a message: "Still up so late?" She replied, "Yeah, who are you?" I replied again, "The one working next door." She replied with an "oh," and then nothing more. While waiting, I pondered what to say, and before I knew it, I sent another message: "Why are you still up so late?" She replied, "The baby isn't feeling well, I'm watching over him." I said, "Where's your husband? Why don't you let him take over? Don't you have to work tomorrow?" She chuckled and replied, "He never takes care of the baby unless I'm not home." I said, "How can you let your woman work harder than you? A man should know how to take care of his woman." She chuckled again and replied, "There aren't that many good men like you describe. Aren't you one yourself?" I replied with a "haha" emoji and said, "I don't know, but I won't let my woman work hard!" She said "oh," and then nothing more. I waited a while, then replied, "It's late. If the baby's asleep, you should take a nap too. Goodnight." She replied with a "goodnight," and then I went to sleep. After that night, we chatted frequently, sometimes having late-night snacks together, joking around, and gradually became very close, like best friends. Sometimes we even discussed sex and teased each other about it. As usual, one day after work, I asked her out for a late-night snack, and she readily agreed. We ate our late-night snack...While chatting and joking around, the topic inevitably drifted back to the sensitive subject of sex, specifically the incident involving someone's son. She felt that the son wasn't human. I jokingly said, "Maybe that guy watches too many Japanese adult films, and then he does a group sex scene, haha, he's mentally unstable!" She spat out a mouthful of cola, calling me dark-minded and perverted, saying I watched Japanese adult films. I laughed at her, "You don't watch them? How would you know what Japanese adult films are if you don't watch them? How would you know what I mean by 'sex scene' if you don't watch them? Stop pretending..." She got flustered by my teasing and said, "It's all because of you stinky men, you even drag women to watch movies..." I chuckled, "So your husband often drags you to watch movies?" She paused for a moment, then hurriedly said, "No way..." But it was obvious that her "no" sounded very unconvincing, so I teased her further, "Actually, you see, those actresses in those movies, they like having many different people 'do' to them. Those guys have that kind of fetish, hehe..." She listened, thought for a moment, and said, "It's not impossible for some people to do that, but it's a very small minority. What normal person likes that kind of fetish? It's because the woman doesn't want it. Those actresses in those movies are willing, so it's a different matter." I said, "That's right, there are all kinds of people. For example, you must have some special fetishes, right? Haha..." She replied, "I'm very normal. I don't have any bad fetishes in that area." I nodded and asked her, "Really? You don't care about size or length?" She slapped me, "You're so annoying. If length counts as a fetish, who doesn't like to make themselves feel good?" I said, "Yeah, that doesn't count." She said, "Of course, think about it, even if yours isn't big or big, it doesn't mean your girlfriend doesn't like it, but there's always hope." I quickly replied, "18 centimeters isn't short, is it?" She looked at me with disbelief and said, "You? 18 centimeters?" I said, "You don't believe me?" She said, "I just don't believe you." I teased her further, "How about I take it out somewhere and let you measure it?" She said, "Measure it then." I said, "If it's 18 centimeters, do you still want to try?" She retorted defiantly, "If you really are 18 centimeters, I'll try!" I smiled, "It might be even longer if it gets hard." She scoffed, clearly disbelieving. I stopped teasing and changed the subject, asking about her recent work, family, and relationships. We chatted for quite a while, and after we'd eaten our late-night snack, I took her home. Back at my dorm, I showered, told her a few jokes on Momo, and then said goodnight. Our relationship started to change on a rainy day. She seemed really down that day. After pressing her on Momo, I learned she'd had a fight with her husband and was unhappy. The rain made her even more depressed. I told her, "If you're unhappy, it means you care about him. So be more understanding and try to comfort him." She told me, "Since we got married, he's never comforted me. I'm always the one who gives in. Today he slapped me. It didn't hurt much, but I'm really disappointed in him." "Really?" I said, "He hit you?" She replied, "Yeah, not hard, but it hurts." I comforted her, "It's okay, don't think about it. Go home early today, cook dinner, let him calm down first, and then talk to him gently!" She replied, "I'm not going back today. I told him I'm going to my mom's and he should cook for himself!" I said, "How can that be? What about your child? If he doesn't cook, your child will go hungry too!" She gave a playful emoji and said, "My mother-in-law will take care of him." I replied, "Oh, then go find some comfort at your mom's." Unexpectedly, she said, "What? I'm not really going to my mom's. I was just saying that in anger." I replied with a surprised expression and asked, "Then where are you going?" She said, "I haven't decided yet, just going to wander around." I asked her, "Can you wander around all night?" She said, "If I get tired, I'll just find a place to sleep. What? Do you have time to wander around with me?" I replied excitedly, "That would be my honor!" "So we agreed on a time and waited for evening to arrive. Time passed slowly, and finally it was time to leave work. I went to the place we agreed to meet, waited a little while, and then saw her walking slowly towards me in a plaid mini-dress. I said to her with a wolfish grin, 'You look beautiful tonight.' She put one hand on her hip and said, 'You mean I'm not beautiful usually?' I quickly explained, 'No, no, you're always beautiful.' She laughed, patted me, and said, 'Come on, let's go for a walk on the pedestrian street.' So I accompanied her to walk from one end of the pedestrian street to the other. After walking around, she didn't buy anything. She looked at the time and suggested going for drinks. I said, 'I don't drink.' She said she didn't drink much either, just a little bit. I said, 'Okay, okay, but let's buy some drinks and find a secluded place to drink, so we don't embarrass ourselves.' She thought for a while and asked me, 'Where is there a secluded place where we're not afraid of making a fool of ourselves?'" I looked down and thought for a moment, then blurted out, "Hotel, if we just book a room, there won't be anyone there." She didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it, saying, "Yeah, let's go book a room first?" It wasn't until we got to the hotel reception that we realized it was a bit awkward. But awkward as it was, we booked the room, took the room key, and went out to buy alcohol. We bought four bottles in total, and she complained that I bought too much. I said, "I said two bottles each, it won't be too much." She said, "I definitely can't drink two bottles, if I drink two bottles I'll be lying there like a dead person..." I said, "It's okay, if you can't drink it, then don't drink it." Then we bought some snacks to go with the alcohol and went back to the hotel. Back in the hotel, we took off our shoes and jumped onto our respective beds to lie down for a while. We were really tired. After lying down for a while, she sat up and asked me, "Does the hotel have disposable underwear? I want to take a shower." I said, "Why don't you go to the shower room and see?" She jogged to the shower room, looked around for a while, and then closed the door, probably having found it. Sure enough, soon after, I heard the sound of running water. At that moment, my penis started to swell; I was drawn to the sound of the water, my mind filled with images of making love with her. Lost in thought, she came out, still wearing that short dress. I asked her, "Weren't you taking a shower? Why are you still wearing that dress?" She said, "Why wouldn't I wear it? To let you, you pervert, have your way?" "Then why did you look for disposable underwear? Just wash it," I said. "Underwear can be worn inside out, you know." She said very seriously, "How can that be? Underwear has to be clean, otherwise, it'll be uncomfortable down there. Unlike you men, you don't have a foreskin covering it." I laughed and said, "Let's drink, it won't taste good if it's not cold later." She asked me, "Aren't you going to shower first?" "I said I wouldn't wash up first, then got a bottle of wine, grabbed two hotel teacups, poured myself a glass, gave her one, and kept one for myself. We sat on our respective beds, watching TV, eating snacks, and drinking, talking about her unhappiness. A little tipsy, she told me, 'Actually, this isn't the first time he's hit me. He was so good to me before we got married. Are all men the same? Once they get what they want, they stop treasuring women?' As she spoke, she lowered her head and began to sob softly. I wondered if I should go and hug her, but in this environment, would it be too sensitive? Then I thought, who cares? I wanted something to happen, didn't I? Perfect, if I had the chance, I wouldn't let it pass. So I went to her, put my hand on her shoulder, and said, 'Don't overthink it. At least, I can tell you, I'm not that kind of person.'" She cried in my arms for a while, then wiped away her tears and said, "Haha, if we weren't married, I would definitely pursue you, even if you were a few years younger than me. I always felt that although you were younger than me, you were very good at comforting and taking care of people. Come on, let's have one more drink, then we won't drink anymore, we can't drink anymore." So we drank the last glass of wine, and then lay on our respective beds chatting. Suddenly, the topic turned to sex again. She asked me, "How long do you think a man can last without taking medication?" I said, "How can you say for sure? Foreplay can last 10 minutes, or it can last 30 minutes, but once things get down to business, it's a different story. It also depends on the man's technique. Don't be fooled by those scenes in those movies; you can actually learn some techniques from them." "Really?" she said, "Isn't that just an excuse for you men to watch movies?" I said, "You don't believe me? How about we watch one together, and I'll explain it to you?" She laughed and said, "Go away, I won't..." I chuckled and didn't reply, but she continued, "There's no computer here, how are you going to watch it? Are you carrying it with you?" I knew this girl wanted to watch it, maybe it was the alcohol, but I didn't care if it was the alcohol or not, as long as she wanted to watch. So I said to her, "I might be able to find it, maybe not, I'll try..." She didn't say anything, I got up to turn on the TV and change the channel. I knew that hotels like this usually had TVs, it was just a matter of which channels, but...I wasn't sure if this place had it too, but I decided to try my luck. I started switching channels from the back and worked my way up, and after switching through more than a dozen channels, I finally got a scene from a Japanese adult film. As those lewd moans and groans drifted from the TV, she sat up in bed. I retreated to my own bed. At first, we both silently watched the lewd expressions of the female lead in the film. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye; she seemed to be deliberately keeping her legs tightly closed. I knew what that meant, but I ignored it and continued watching my TV. Sure enough, she couldn't help but ask me, "Didn't you say you'd explain the techniques? What techniques are shown in this film?" The TV was showing a scene where the male lead was giving the female lead oral sex. I looked at the TV and said to her, "Look, this guy first caresses and licks around the woman's thighs, arousing her desire, but he's not in a hurry to get close to her genitals. See? The woman has an expression of wanting it but not being able to have it, right?" Suddenly, the male lead on TV kissed the female lead's vulva. The woman's expression was one of pure ecstasy. I took the opportunity to say to her, "See, after a certain amount of teasing, then focusing on the attack, the woman must feel incredibly good." As I spoke, I turned to look at her. She had already covered herself with the blanket up to her waist, her eyes fixed on the TV screen. I guessed her hands were probably on her most private parts. I called her softly, "Beibei?" She seemed not to hear me, ignoring me completely. I slowly stood up and sat down beside her. I gently blew warm breath into her ear. She turned to look at me, her eyes so hazy, perhaps due to the alcohol. She closed her eyes slightly. I slowly pressed my lips to hers, my tongue exploring her mouth, intertwining with hers. After a while, I passed a mouthful of saliva to her. She didn't resist and swallowed it. I pulled my tongue back, and her fragrant tongue followed into my mouth. We kissed like that for about five minutes. I reached out and pulled her down to lie on my back. All I could hear were the moans from the TV, so lewd, so decadent, so melodious… My hands caressed Beibei’s back, slowly stroking up and down. Sometimes I would move to the back of her ears and gently stroke them, sometimes I would take her hair and gently tease her ear canals. She would tremble slightly. Then I moved my hands to the clasp of her bra, unhooked it through her clothes, and slowly slipped my hands inside her clothes, caressing her back. My mouth moved from her lips to her neck, licking her neck. She moaned softly, which aroused me. I stroked her back for a while, then reached out and removed the bra strap from her wrist. At the same time, I moved my mouth back into hers and continued our French kiss. Then, I rolled her over, pinning her down, and slipped my hand inside her clothes, gently kneading her breasts. After a while, I moved my hand to her shoulder, removed the other bra strap, and pushed her bra up to the neckline of her skirt, pulling it out with my mouth. She gazed at me with hazy eyes, and I gazed back at her tenderly. My hand slowly caressed her lower abdomen through her clothes. After a while, I slowly moved my hand down to the hem of her miniskirt. She slowly closed her hazy eyes. I slipped my hand inside her skirt, gently touching her thigh. Her mouth was tightly closed, but her breathing was rapid. I rubbed her thigh, then gently covered her vulva with my entire palm. The warmth of her vulva seeped into my palm through her disposable underwear. I gently kneaded her vulva with my whole hand. After massaging her for a while, she was already panting heavily. I then used my middle finger to gently tap her labia, gradually increasing the pressure. With my movements, her panting turned into soft moans. Each time I tapped her vulva, she let out a soft "ah." I felt her vaginal fluid had soaked her disposable panties. I tore a hole in them with two fingers. My middle finger slowly approached her vulva. When it touched her labia, I felt so much fluid. I slid my middle finger up and down her vulva, watching her slightly open eyes, her hands gripping the pillow, her slender waist gently swaying, accompanied by her wanton moans. My penis felt like it was about to burst out of my pants. My middle finger slowly slipped into her vulva; it felt so warm. I started slowly rubbing her, using my fingers to make piston-like movements. My moans grew louder and louder as I increased the speed of my rubbing. Her buttocks lifted slightly to meet my fingers, and she became increasingly wet, making squelching sounds. Although it wasn't as exaggerated as the spraying of fluid in those AVs, it was still quite a lot, enough to wet my palm and her poor disposable panties. I pulled my fingers out and slowly tore her panties, then took off her super short dress. She also unbuckled my belt, took off her pants and clothes, leaving only her panties. I suddenly hugged her, not letting her help me take off my panties. My penis pressed against her vulva through her panties, and she could only moan again. I freed one hand to rub her breasts and took off my own panties. She whispered in my ear, "Shall we go take a shower first?" Afraid she would regret it after showering, I thought for a moment and said to her, "Let's do it together, you can scrub my back." She didn't speak. I kissed her, picked her up, and carried her to the shower. Once inside, I put her down to turn on the light. As I turned around, her eyes were fixed on my penis. She exclaimed in surprise, "It really is 18 centimeters long! How is that possible? It's so big!" I went over and hugged her, my erect penis positioned right in front of her vagina. I didn't penetrate her. I said to her, "Silly Beibei, why would I lie to you? Let me treat you well later." She lowered her head shyly and softly hummed in agreement. I led her to the showerhead, turned on the water, turned around, and embraced her. Gently nibbling her earlobe, I said, "Beibei, will you wash my penis for me?" She didn't speak, her face flushed as she reached for the shower gel lying beside her. I turned around and felt her small hands roaming over my back. She rubbed my back, then my shoulders, arms, waist, hips, and legs. Then, she pressed against my back, and I felt her full breasts, so soft. Her hands moved from under my armpits to my chest, gently circling my nipples, then my neck, and then my stomach. Slowly, her small hands reached for my penis, making a masturbation gesture, and began to stroke my large penis. I let out a heavy "hmm," and I felt her tremble slightly as she pressed against my back. Her fingers slowly traced the head of my penis. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned around, squeezed some shower gel onto her body, and began to massage her, from her neck to her shoulders, and then to her breasts. I massaged her breasts with varying pressure. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, and seductive moans escaped her throat, making my penis even harder. I rubbed her breasts for a while, then slipped my hands from under her armpits to her back, slowly rubbing them, then gently moving down to her buttocks, occasionally using my middle finger, damp with shower gel, to rub her labia. Her body grew softer and softer, almost completely collapsing onto me. I played with her anus and labia for a while, then straightened her up, squatted down to rub her legs and nipples, then stood up and hugged her, saying, "Beibei, have you ever tried oral sex?" She shook her head and said, "No, I haven't tried." As I rubbed my erect penis against her vulva, I asked her, "He never asked for it?" “Mmm, ah, mmm,” she moaned as she answered, “Yes…I did, ah, I disliked him, mmm, disliked him for being dirty, mmm, he, never washes, ah…never washes there…” I asked her, “Let’s try washing tonight, I promise I’ll make you feel good, okay?” She didn’t speak, I couldn’t tell if she agreed or refused, she just continued to moan under my teasing. I held her with one arm and squeezed the shower gel next to me with the other, then my penis temporarily left her labia. She felt that my glans was no longer teasing her, she slightly opened her eyes and gently asked me what was wrong, seeing that I was squeezing shower gel onto my penis, she asked me softly again, “What are you doing?” I chuckled, breathed hot air into her ear, and said, "Wash my cock and your pussy." She lightly punched my chest and laughed, "You're so naughty..." I had already applied shower gel to my penis, and while she was saying "I'm naughty," I grabbed her and kissed her. She continued to wrap her arms around my neck, French kissing me. I wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to guide my large penis into her vagina. I felt her vagina was very tight; she was a C-section mother, and her vagina was still so tight. My penis was about halfway in when I felt like it had reached the bottom, so I didn't continue. Because I just wanted to use my shower gel-covered penis to wash her vagina, I didn't go too deep. Even so, neighborhood.She moaned repeatedly, muffled groans escaping my lips. I released her mouth and kissed her neck and ears. Her body trembled with each thrust and wet kiss, her moans no longer muffled, but real, lewd cries, ah… ah… each one fueling my lust. I made her turn around, bend over, and hold onto the sink. From behind, I guided my shower gel-covered penis into her vagina. At the moment of penetration, she slightly slumped, her legs closing, forcing me to lower myself slightly to prevent my penis from slipping out. I watched my penis go in and out of her vagina, each time leaving a trail of white shower gel. I grabbed her buttocks with one hand and reached around to her vagina with the other, pressing and releasing her G-spot. After playing for a while, I took the showerhead and sprayed water on our joined bodies, thrusting in and out as I did so, until the shower gel bubbles were almost gone. Then I pulled out my penis. She tried to stand up, but I made her stay bent over. I squatted down and used two fingers to spread her vagina, spraying water onto it. Her vagina was very tender, not at all like a woman who had frequent sex. I washed her for a while, then carefully rinsed my own penis with the showerhead as well. She just stood there watching me wash my glans. After a while, she said to me, "You're so clean." Without looking up, I said, "Washing it clean is good for you too." After showering for a while, I turned off the water, picked her up, and carried her out of the shower room. I gently placed her on the bed, kissed her first, and said, "I'll give you oral sex to make you feel good." She didn't speak, just closed her eyes. I started licking her calves, then her thighs, the inside of her thighs, then her lower abdomen, and back to her inner thighs. I left a puddle of saliva on her inner thighs and gently washed them a few times before slowly licking her vulva. Her moans grew louder and louder. I slowly inserted my tongue into her vagina and licked it. After a while, she couldn't take it anymore and grabbed my hair with her hands. I pushed her hands away, adjusted my body, put my penis in front of her, and continued licking her vagina. Sometimes I would suck on it like a jelly, and sometimes I would lick her entire vulva with my tongue. Her abundant pubic hair was sticking to the area around her vagina because of the excessive vaginal fluid, which looked quite beautiful. I felt she hadn't given me oral sex yet, so I stopped and said to her, "Beibei, give me oral sex, don't be afraid, smell it, it smells good." She gently guided my penis with her hand and then gently took it into her mouth, only taking in about a third of it. She didn't know how to give oral sex, so she didn't move much. I could only give her oral sex first, to make her completely aroused, and then slowly train her. So I diligently licked her vulva for a while. Every time she was in unbearable pleasure, she would accidentally bite my penis. It didn't hurt much, but it taught me how to lick her to make her feel even better. After a while, I straightened up, facing her, and put my penis on her lips. I wanted to watch her lick it. She closed her eyes, held my penis in her mouth, and just held it without moving. I could only thrust in and out myself. I went in little by little, then pulled out, slowly thrusting in and out of her mouth until saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. Finally, I held her head and inserted my penis about halfway in. She tried to push me away with both hands, but I wasn't strong enough. I kept it in her mouth for more than ten seconds before pulling it out. She coughed a few times as if she was choking, looking at me with resentful eyes. I immediately covered her mouth with mine, French kissing her, while using my hands to spread her legs apart. She knew I was getting to the point. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I put my big cock to her vagina. Then I guided my cock around her vaginal opening with my hands, gently rubbing it. After a while, she couldn't take it anymore and whispered in my ear, "Baby, come in, I want it, I'm itchy, I can't stand it..." Hearing this made me even more unable to resist. So I aimed my cock at her vagina, first letting the glans go in, and then suddenly thrusting the whole cock all the way in. She grabbed my back with both hands and cried out in pain. I looked at her face, and tears were seeping from the corners of her tightly closed eyes. I knew my penis was a bit long, and she must have been hurt by my thrust. I didn't continue, just kissed away her tears and whispered, "I'm sorry, baby, I got too excited." She moaned, "Yours is too long, it's reached my cervix, it hurts so much..." I wanted to pull out, but she wouldn't let me. She wrapped her arms tightly around me, her legs clamping tightly around my waist. At that moment, I let my erect penis bounce inside her tight vagina, without thrusting, and then we kissed passionately, my hands gently caressing her nipples. Soon, her moans changed from pain to lust, from groans to moans of pleasure. I whispered to her, "Beibei, is it itchy? Does it still hurt? I want to go in, okay?" She said, "Mmm...baby, come on, it doesn't hurt anymore, mmm...but don't go all the way in, mmm..." Hearing this, I slowly pulled my penis out, until only the head was still inside Beibei's vagina. I then lifted her buttocks with one hand, dipped my fingers in her vaginal fluid, and stroked around her anus. I licked her neck, and slowly inserted my penis again. This time I didn't dare go too deep, only two-thirds of the way in before slowly pulling out, then gently inserting again. I kept doing this for dozens of thrusts. Hearing her increasingly loud moans, I slowly started to speed up, but still didn't dare to insert the whole penis all the way in. After a while of rapid thrusting, I asked her, "Beibei, does it still hurt now?" "Mmm~ ah~ ah~ no~ ah~ it doesn't... anymore... mmm~ mmm~" she answered while moaning. I then said to her, "Then, I'll start inserting it all the way in." She said, "Mmm...come on...insert...insert...ah..." This time I was determined; even if it hurt her, I wouldn't stop. I wanted to use my big cock to wantonly ravage her tight pussy. So, I thrust forward, my entire cock plunging into her pussy. Sure enough, she was in pain again, clinging tightly to me, her legs clamping around me. But this time, I didn't stop my thrusting. I pulled my cock out, then thrust it all the way in again, each thrust filled with all my might. The only sounds in the room were the loud thuds of flesh colliding, "slap...slap...slap..." Each one so loud, along with her painful yet pleasurable moans, "Ah~ ah~ all the way in~ ah, it hurts~ ah~" As I thrust in and out, I used the middle finger of one hand to gently probe her anus. Her moans grew louder and louder. After about twenty minutes of vigorous thrusting, she suddenly tensed up, clinging tightly to me, her legs still gripping me tightly, but this time even more forcefully. Then, she suddenly relaxed, lying beneath me trembling. I knew she had orgasmed; her vagina was contracting, as if trying to draw out my essence. I didn't move, letting her rest for a moment. Then I pulled my penis out. The instant I pulled it out, she let out a muffled moan. I almost couldn't resist thrusting back into her vagina, but I restrained myself. After pulling out, I looked down at Beibei's vagina after her orgasm. Although there wasn't the spraying of water seen in movies, there was some vaginal fluid, like coconut juice, flowing out of Beibei's vagina and towards her anus. I used two fingers to part her labia; the pink flesh inside her vagina, pulsating with the vaginal fluid, was quite a sight. I brought my mouth close to her vagina again and gave her oral sex. Still recovering from her orgasm, she sat up abruptly, her eyes widening, moaning excitedly, "Oh! Oh~" Her vagina became increasingly wet from my licking, and she grew more and more aroused, uttering broken, lewd words: "Oh~ ah~ baby... baby... good... oh~ so good... so good... oh~ faster, faster, I want your cock, oh~ I want your big cock..." After licking for a while, I lay down on the bed, pulled her onto me, and said, "Beibei, lick me!" She obediently kissed my neck down to my lower abdomen, then suddenly grabbed my penis and put it in her mouth, slowly licking it and gently biting it with her teeth. After a while, I couldn't take it anymore, so I pulled out my penis, put her on the bed, and inserted my big penis into her vagina again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Gradually, her moans grew louder and more lewd. I watched my penis go in and out of her vagina, each time it came out with some white vaginal fluid. This feeling almost made me ejaculate. I thrust hard a few times and then pulled out. She looked at me with a lewd expression. I slowly helped her turn over, then aimed my penis at her vagina full of vaginal fluid and thrust it in all the way with a whoosh. She let out a cry and gripped the pillow tightly with both hands. I slowly thrust in and out, and with each thrust, she let out a muffled lewd moan. I became more and more excited as I thrust, increasing my speed. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I slowed down again. I held her waist, making her kneel on the bed, and continued thrusting into her vagina. My left hand reached in front of her, touching her vulva, while my right hand, moistened with her vaginal fluid, gently touched her anus. She seemed even more excited, moaning loudly. I continued touching and thrusting like that for about five minutes, then I lay down...On her back, I whispered, "Beibei, have you ever tried anal sex?" She weakly replied, "No, I haven't tried..." My heart skipped a beat. This chrysanthemum is still a virgin; I have to try and take it! So I worked even harder, thrusting into her vagina while teasing her anus. After playing for a while, I said, "Beibei, I want to fuck your ass, okay?" She whimpered, "Ah, um, will, um, will it hurt, ah, I, ah, I'm scared." I said, "No, I'll go get some shower gel as lubricant, wait a moment." So I pulled out my penis and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could, grabbed the shower gel, and came out panting on the bed. I ran over, put the shower gel on the bed, and stroked her back for a while, thinking to myself, what fair and smooth skin this is. Then I helped her to the edge of the bed, making her kneel and crawl. I squeezed some shower gel into my palm, added a little saliva, and applied it to her anus, gently stroking it lightly with my index finger. My other hand wasn't idle either, gently stroking her vulva. Her moans echoed in the room, igniting my lust. After teasing her for a while, I used one hand to squeeze some more shower gel, then rubbed it on my penis and stroked it a few times. Feeling it was lubricated enough, I held my penis to her anus and gently touched it. She seemed unable to resist the teasing, her firm buttocks swaying from side to side. So, I spread her buttocks with one hand and, with the other, guided my hard penis into her anus, slowly inserting it. Just a little in, she let out a muffled moan, then, supporting herself on my lower abdomen with one hand, turned her head and pitifully said, "It hurts..." I ignored her, thrusting my hips forward, inserting my entire penis. She couldn't take it, her hand supporting her lower abdomen pulled away, now resting on the bed, her back arching, letting out a painful cry. Hearing this excited me even more. Ignoring her pain, I began thrusting. Her voice held no pleasure, only pain; her buttocks desperately tried to escape, but I held her tightly, unable to flee. I watched my penis thrust in and out of her anus dozens of times, drawing out a little blood. I knew I had to stop now, otherwise, I wouldn't have another chance to have sex with her; she would definitely be disgusted. Things that happen in the anus have to be done slowly. So I pulled out my penis, held her waist with one hand, and, with the other, guided my penis into her vagina, beginning to thrust into her cunt again, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly. Her cries gradually shifted from pain back to pleasure. After a few dozen thrusts, her waist tightened, and her vagina began to contract. I knew she had orgasmed. I held her waist with both hands, preparing to thrust with all my might. She grabbed my wrist with one hand, and I began to accelerate rapidly. After thrusting at full speed for two or three minutes, I ejaculated my hot semen into her tight vagina. As I ejaculated, she slowly lay down on the bed, and I followed, falling onto her back. I lay on her back for a while and said to her, "Beibei, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself. I hurt you when I was fucking your ass. I'll be careful next time!" She said weakly, "Okay, don't fuck my ass next time, okay? It hurts so much." I replied casually, "Okay, if you don't want to next time, I won't fuck your ass." But in my heart, I thought, "Next time, we'll talk about it next time." After a while, I pulled out my penis, helped her to the bed, and lay down next to her. Then, I covered myself with the blanket, inserted my still-erect penis into her vagina, and we fell asleep holding each other. From that night on, we would have sex frequently until she became pregnant again, at which point we stopped our sexual activity. Come to think of it, she didn't even know if the baby was her husband's or mine…

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