Seed Borrowing (1-2) (Reprinted)

(I)
As dawn broke, the bustling metropolis began to stir again, unfolding a vibrant new day. "
Boom boom..." The first subway train pulled into Diamond Hill Station in Kowloon, its deep rumble rising from the ground,
waking Shiwei. She wearily sat up, her eyes still heavy with sleep. Having slept poorly all night, tossing and turning
in a half-awake state, any slight noise or vibration would jol her awake. For some reason, she had felt an inexplicable sense of unease these past two days, a suffocating, listless feeling

before a storm , a general discomfort. She couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong . Glancing at her sleeping husband, Gangsheng, who was sound asleep beside her, she didn't want to wake him. So, she quietly got up and went to the bathroom, tidied her hair in front of the mirror, and washed her face with cold water, feeling a little more refreshed. As usual, I prepared breakfast in the kitchen and then went to wake my husband. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him sleeping like a log, a feeling of pity welled up inside me: His work at the company was truly exhausting. Since the company moved its production line to the mainland last year, he'd been incredibly busy. Not only did he have to manage the company's orders, but he also had to go back to the Dongguan branch factory two or three days a week to follow up on production. Every time he returned to Hong Kong, he was completely . Last night, he brought home unfinished documents from the company, and by the time he finished typing and editing them, it was already past three in the morning. Then today, he had to deliver the documents to the mainland. No wonder he was so tired. Seeing him turn over and kick off the blanket, I was afraid he'd catch a cold, so I pulled it back up to cover him so he could sleep a little longer. Just as I lifted the thin blanket, I suddenly noticed his legs were sticking out high, his underwear bulging upwards. My face flushed instantly. She knew perfectly well what was going on. This , but since he had to return to the mainland for work, it had become rare, and even their intimacy had decreased. Last month, for example, it only happened twice. If it weren't for the mortgage, she would have told him to quit his job long ago and find something less demanding, so he wouldn't overwork himself. While her mind was racing, her hand couldn't resist the temptation before her, and unconsciously reached out, gently . His hard, erect member became even more solid under her touch, throbbing and transmitting heat to her hand. After only a few strokes, she felt an itch, as if countless ants were crawling inside her; her heart pounded, and her breathing quickened. She simply pulled down his underwear with her hands, and a red, swollen penis immediately sprang out, pointing straight to the ceiling. The rounded glans was swollen and fleshy, and the veins on the penis bulged, full of vitality, making it irresistible to touch. Faced with such a beautiful sight, her vagina felt an unbearable itch, and a slippery stream of lustful fluid eagerly flowed out. Ignoring whether her husband was awake or not, she quickly pulled off her own underwear, assumed , spread her legs, aligned her vulva with the glans, and mounted him. With each inch of penetration, the indescribable feeling of fullness brought indescribable pleasure to her vagina, like a timely rain on parched land. Her swollen vagina tightly enveloped the hot penis, merging into one, the concave and convex parts fitting perfectly together. One should truly thank the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless pleasure and enjoyment. The mere insertion was already intoxicating, and the thrusting brought wave after wave of pleasure. She slowly moved her delicate body, moving up and down, her vagina tingling from the heat of the penis, the rubbing of the glans against her skin a source of endless ecstasy. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and her vaginal fluids flowed down the erect shaft to the base of the penis, then clung to her labia and thick pubic hair, leaving both of their genitals wet and sticky. In a hazy state, Gang Sheng felt his penis entering a warm, moist hole, the glans being rubbed so comfortably . He thought he was having a wonderful dream, so he lay there, afraid to move, quietly enjoying the waves of pleasure, lest he wake up and lose the dream and the pleasure he felt. But gradually, he realized that this was not a dream, but real intercourse. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw his wife squatting on top of him, her lower body moving . Her face was flushed and tilted back, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips left and right . Her hands were cupping her pair of pink and white breasts, rubbing and grinding them, her body trembling with excitement as if possessed. Seeing his wife's wanton state, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. He lifted her buttocks with both hands and used his waist strength to thrust his penis into her vagina with force, matching her rhythm. For a moment, the only sound in the bedroom was the symphony of two bodies colliding, "slap," "slap," mixed with the "squeak," "squeak" of overflowing vaginal fluid, as if responding to their concerted efforts. After thrusting like this for a few minutes, he noticed that her movements were slowing down, and she seemed a little spoiled. So he simply flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and lifted her legs high, increasing the speed of his thrusts. Shiwei hadn't enjoyed such pleasure for quite some time, feeling incredibly comfortable. She could only utter broken, monotone sounds like "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, crumpling them into a ball beside her. The moans further stimulated Gangsheng. Seeing his wife so easily conquered beneath him, his heroic feeling fueled his erection, thrusting harder and harder. The room was filled with the sounds of passion , the bed creaking and groaning. They were both close to reaching climax. Suddenly, "Ring..." a bell rang, startling them from their ecstatic state. It was the alarm clock; it was time to get up. He was used to hearing it every day, but in the midst of their passion, the sudden ringing was jarring. He had to pause, reaching for the alarm on the bedside table to turn it off, before continuing their unfinished act. Who knew that after just a short rest, his previously rock-hard penis softened, and after a few more thrusts, it slipped out. Shiwei, caught up in the moment, wasn't about to let him give up halfway, and frantically rubbed her vulva against his penis, moving it wildly . The more anxious Gangsheng became, the less cooperative his penis became; no matter how hard he stroked it or tried to force it into her vagina, it wouldn't get hard again . Perhaps the morning's arousal had subsided, and the shock had only made the limp penis worse. He was furious: sometimes it wanted to last longer, but it would finish quickly; now, when he wanted it to ejaculate, it wouldn't go on strike. He was completely helpless, at a loss for what to do. Shiwei, who had just been driven to the brink of ecstasy, now felt like she was dying, her body aching and throbbing, but now she was half-erect, itching so badly she was biting her teeth. She sat up and tried to stroke it with her hand, but it still didn't work; it just n't get hard. More than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. It seemed pointless to continue; he glanced at the alarm clock, fearing...

If he delayed any longer, he would miss the train back to the factory. He said apologetically, "Honey, I'm so sorry about today. I'm probably
too tired. I'll make it up to you when I get back the day after tomorrow and give you a good time!" She knew this couldn't be forced
, so she pretended nothing was wrong: "Oh, forget it. There's plenty of time. Honey, I love you!"
He kissed her on the lips and replied, "I love you too." He quickly got out of bed, dressed, and without even
eating breakfast, grabbed his briefcase and rushed out the door.

Shiwei tidied the messy bed. Since she had nothing else to do, she wanted to sleep a little longer, but she tossed and turned in bed,
feeling a burning heat all over her body, her heart pounding. The embers of desire burning within her hadn't died down, and the emptiness was even
more unbearable . She remembered that last month, she and Gangsheng had gone to the doctor because they hadn't had a child after two years of marriage. The test revealed that her husband's
sperm count was too low, and they were advised to conserve their energy and try to have intercourse only during ovulation, which might increase their chances.
They also mentioned that a woman's body temperature is slightly lower than usual and her libido is stronger during the day or two of ovulation, suggesting they pay attention
. Counting the days, today is exactly midway between my two periods. Could it really be ovulation? No wonder
I've been feeling restless and strange these past two days. Sigh! If my husband hadn't been so unhelpful earlier, my vagina would be full of semen by now,
and maybe I could have a son or daughter next year! Lost in thought, I realized the vaginal fluid I'd released earlier had soaked
my pubic hair , and now that it was dry, it felt uncomfortable. So I went to the bathroom, filled a tub with hot water, and planned to take a shower before going to sleep.

The showerhead water sprayed on my vulva, like a soft massager gently kneading it. I closed my eyes, enjoying
this special, wonderful feeling—comfortable and pleasant, although not as intense as actual intercourse, it was better than
nothing. One hand spread her vulva open, while the other held the showerhead and sprayed warm water onto
her labia and clitoris. The water jet entered her vagina and flowed out, simultaneously stimulating several sensitive areas of her genitals, causing them
to become engorged and hard. Her labia, without needing to be pinched, parted to the sides, and her clitoris peeked out from under her tender skin,
hard and swollen like a red bean, receiving the wash of the water jet. The tingling
sensation sent shivers down her spine. She couldn't help press the showerhead against her vulva, making the water jet stronger and more direct on
the areas that caused pleasure. Her whole body felt weak, and her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably. Soon, she lay paralyzed on
the edge of the bathtub, too lazy to even move her fingers, letting her body relax and fully enjoy the waves of pleasure.

Half an hour later, the desire seemed to have subsided considerably. She dried herself off, lay down on the bed, and prepared
to sleep soundly. For some reason, the emptiness in my heart persisted. My mind kept wandering to the idea of real
sex, wanting my lower body to be filled to the brim, completely and fully. Yes, I needed a man, his
penis inside my vagina, filling every gap, then thrusting forcefully until he ejaculated
deep inside, only then could I truly relieve this unbearable torment. But where could I find a man?

Suddenly, a muscular figure flashed into my mind: bronze skin, a well-
proportioned
performance in bed would surely be impressive. If only he were lying beside me right now…
Oh dear! How embarrassing! How could I even think of him!

His name was Wenwei, an old classmate of Hong Sheng's, a year younger than him. He worked as a
lifeguard . Since it wasn't swimming season yet, he didn't have to work, so he used his spare time to take computer courses.
He had also installed the computer at home and came over two evenings a week to teach the couple the basics of computers.
To thank him, she sometimes specially prepared a soup and some side dishes, inviting him to stay for dinner. Wenwei
admired greatly, often praising her: "Sister-in-law, you're not only beautiful, but you also manage the household perfectly. If
I'm lucky enough to marry a wife as capable as you, I'll be incredibly fortunate.

" Sigh! Why am I thinking so far ahead? You're married now, why would anyone have designs on you? Shiwei
chuckled to herself at her own silly thoughts. Thinking it over, since they were both idle at home anyway, it wouldn't hurt for him to come over and chat; it was better than
staying cooped up at home hatching eggs. She found his phone and dialed: "Wenwei, it's Shiwei. My computer at home
is broken, could you come over and take a look?" Wenwei, seeing he had some free time and the two families were so familiar, readily
agreed to come right away.

And indeed, just as she finished tidying the living room, the doorbell rang. She opened the door and welcomed him in, inviting him to sit down before
going to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. Strangely, the moment their eyes met, her heart pounded wildly, like
a child caught doing something wrong; or perhaps as if he could read her mind and knew her foolish thoughts.
Wenwei turned on the computer and said, "Sister-in-law, the computer's fine!" She then realized she had been staring
blankly at him, and for a moment, she didn't know how to answer. He had regular features, short black hair that made
him look exceptionally energetic, a perfectly high nose, and slightly Western-looking, sunken eyes. His white teeth were neat and
beautiful when he smiled, and he had two small dimples on his face, making him incredibly handsome. Coming to his senses, he quickly made an excuse: "Oh, really?
Maybe I pressed the wrong button, making you come all this way for nothing." He said, "Don't mention it. Since you're here, you might as well
check the computer."

A moment later, Shiwei came out with a cup of coffee and placed it on the table, saying to him, "Don't worry about the computer yet,
come and have something to drink." He turned around and was dumbfounded. It turned out that she had changed into
another The nightgown was as thin as a cicada's wing; looking through it, one could clearly see everything underneath—
it was almost indistinguishable from being naked. Bathed in the soft light of the hall lamps, her alluring body was on full display, her exquisite curves utterly
arousing: her full breasts, like two large snowballs, were flawless and white, bouncing
up and down , her two rosy nipples hard and erect, pushing her nightgown into two small peaks, the deep red
areolas round and even, making the nipples even more enticing; a wasp-like waist made her whole body appear slender and delicate,
so narrow that it could be grasped with a finger; in contrast, her buttocks were plump and alluring, round and smooth. Not slippery;
but the most alluring part was that black inverted triangle, the tender hair jet black and lustrous, neatly arranged, except for a few unruly strands
peeking out through the fabric holes, the rest all pointing uniformly towards
the small slit ; and within that slit, two red, wrinkled patches of tender skin peeked out, but only a small part, making one think it
was merely the tip of the iceberg, imagining what the rest of the body would be like hidden inside, and even more so, how alluring that peach blossom cave nestled between two bright
red labia must be…

Wenwei secretly swallowed, feeling his little brother stirring. He quickly looked away
, afraid of making a fool of himself and being laughed at. Turning his back to her, he said, "Thank you! Put it on the table
, I'll drink it later." He quickly composed himself and focused on the computer. Unfortunately, his aroused state had been stirred up,
and he could no longer suppress his emotions. His breathing quickened, his hands trembled slightly, and even
simple commands that he could usually type with his eyes closed took several tries to get right. He could only say to her, "Sister-in-law, it seems you were just about
to sleep . I won't disturb you! Go to sleep! I'll leave after I'm done checking."

"Oh! You're treating me like an outsider?" Shiwei came over with the cup. Wenwei quickly got up
to take it , but unfortunately, he bumped into her, and the entire cup of coffee spilled onto his pants. She
apologized, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" while wiping it off with a towel. The moment his hand touched it,
his face flushed crimson. He felt a hard, throbbing mass inside his pants, as if it were wriggling and jumping.
A sudden urge surged within him, and his hand involuntarily began to rub that spot, unwilling to leave.

Wenwei felt incredibly awkward. He snatched the towel from her, wiping himself while saying, "Sister-in-law, I can do it
myself . How could I trouble you?" But she had already reached out to unbuckle his belt, scolding him,
"Take your pants off! They're all wet and mushy; only you could tolerate that." Without another word, she had already
unbuckled , pulled down the zipper, and dragged his pants down by the waistband. He struggled with her, his face flushed, and said, "
Fine fine, go get me a pair of Hong Kong-style pajamas to change into, I'll go change in the bathroom myself." Seeing his disheveled state,
she laughed heartily, "Oh dear! I've been married for two years, what haven't I seen? Come on, let your sister-in-law take them off for you
, don't be shy." With a forceful pull, the pants were pulled down to his ankles.

Wenwei was caught off guard, standing there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. All she saw were two muscular
thighs standing upright, with a white thong sandwiched between them, like
the kind , so narrow it could barely contain what it was supposed to cover. But now it was useless, because what it was supposed to
cover had already struggled to break free, but the elastic waistband held it in place, forcing it into
a tight ball, making the thong bulge like a small mountain.

Shiwei watched, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't help but lower her head, extending her delicate tongue
to gently lick it like a kitten. She licked with relish, making it as hard as an iron rod, as if it might burst through the fabric
at any moment . Her saliva soaked through the panties, turning them semi-transparent,
revealing a thick, purplish-red penis. The glans was a deeper color than the shaft, and because it had nowhere to extend,
it stretched diagonally towards her waist. The scrotum, containing the two testicles, was round and red like a ripe lychee,
almost bursting out from between her legs.

She could no longer hold back. She grabbed the panties with both hands and pulled them down forcefully. The incredibly strong penis
sprang out with a whoosh, as if thanking her for its liberation, bowing repeatedly before her nose. Without a word, she
grabbed his penis with one hand and stuffed it into her mouth, like a starving person suddenly seeing delicious food and indulging in
a hearty meal; with her other hand, she supported his scrotum, playing with his testicles between her fingers.

Wenwei's penis was tightly held in her warm little mouth, and with each swallow and release
, her face undulated like a blower. Occasionally, she would pull his penis out of her mouth, licking the glans with her tongue,
or gently sweeping her tongue down the bulging veins from the glans to the base. Her fingertips would then lightly
scratch his scrotum, making it itch like an angry, ravenous demon. This grown man was completely
at the mercy of only able to tilt his head back, breathing heavily, murmuring "Oh...oh...oh...oh..."
his legs trembling uncontrollably, so excited he didn't know whether he was in heaven or on earth.

Seeing him so engrossed in his pleasure, Shiwei worried he might lose control and ejaculate prematurely, ruining her carefully laid plans. She released
her hands to rest. He looked down and saw her reaching for her shoulders, pulling the straps of her nightgown apart
, and shaking herself a few times until the thin fabric gently floated to the ground. His eyes widened;
a sculpted, naked body was vividly displayed before him. Gazing at this stunning beauty, his heart
stirred, and he felt a surge of desire. But then he remembered she was his old friend's wife, and as the saying goes, "One should not
look at a friend's wife," how could he bring himself to do it? His mind raced, like fifteen buckets of water being drawn up and down. After a moment's hesitation, still caught
in this internal struggle, Shiwei cupped his large breasts in her hands, squeezing his penis between them, forming a shape
resembling hot dog, and began to carefully manipulate it. Not only that, but whenever the glans peeked out from between her breasts, she would stick out her tongue and
flick it several times like a venomous snake. Wow! Even an iron-cast Arhat would melt under her fiery passion.

How many Liu Xiahuis are there in the world? In less than a moment, he threw all sense of morality and righteousness to the back of his mind, completely collapsing and
surrendering to her gentle embrace. He reached down to touch her crotch, and heavens! It was like she had urinated; his hands were covered in sticky,
slippery vaginal fluid, burning hot, opening and closing, yearning for a man's comfort.
He up, lifting her to his waist, his lips meeting hers, sucking on her delicate tongue.
She was dazed, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her legs wrapped around his buttocks, clinging tightly, her lower body twisting from side to side like a snake
, pressing her vulva against his erect glans, rubbing it until he felt unbearably itchy. Even when he let go, she
didn't to hold his penis, licking the glans around her vaginal opening. Her juices were already flowing
down his scrotum. Using his waist strength, he thrust upwards, effortlessly inserting halfway. She cooperated perfectly,
releasing his grip and sinking down, the long, thick penis instantly disappearing completely.

Wenwei supported her plump buttocks, repeatedly thrusting his penis in and out of her wet vagina.
The indescribable pleasure from the glans made it impossible to stop, especially since she followed the rhythm, her vagina moving in and out in
perfect harmony, making it impossible to stop. The gushing juices had already flowed down his scrotum and were now trickling down his thighs.
He felt his legs weaken and tremble slightly, so he carried her, continuing to thrust, as they walked towards the bedroom.

(II)
He entered the bedroom, tossed her onto the bed, and, taking advantage of the moment, stripped off his upper body, leaving himself naked, and
pounced on her again. Shiwei had already placed a towel under her buttocks, spreading her legs almost into a V-shape, performing...
She greeted him with her vulva raised high. He pressed himself against her, and Shiwei guided his penis with her hand, allowing the glans to enter her vagina.
He thrust forward, easily filling the small hole again. The two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed,
inseparable, rolling together, feeling only mutual affection and regret for not having met sooner.

As Wenwei thrust in and out, he looked down to admire the beautiful and moving scene of their sexual organs meeting. He saw his
proud penis moving in and out between her bright red labia minora,
splashing the flowing lustful fluids everywhere. Rarely, the tender skin at the entrance of her vagina was exceptionally long, being stretched
and pulled back and forth with each thrust of
the penis, as clearly as a close-up shot in a pornographic film; the entire vulva was flushed red from engorgement, the labia minora hardly gripping the bulging veins of the penis, making the friction sensation even more acute and intense; the
tender skin covering the clitoris was pulled and rubbed repeatedly by the labia, causing it to swell and harden, becoming as
thick as a little finger, pointing straight forward, almost touching the busy penis.

He, aroused, simply raised her legs, placing them on her shoulders, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper and thrust more
vigorously. Shiwei seemed to understand, placing her hands on the back of her legs and forcefully pulling her thighs towards her chest, allowing her lower body
to rise higher and their skin to press more intimately together. Sure enough, with each thrust, he pressed her thighs down even further,
like a seesaw in a child's game, one end lowered as the other rose, her buttocks moving up and
down . For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with sounds
—the slapping and squelching of their genitals colliding, accompanied by the squelching of her juices—a three-dimensional, erotic symphony. She heard
the incessant sounds from her lower mouth, while her upper mouth, naturally, joined in with the music, adding its own cadence: "Ah...
ah...my little darling...love brother...ah...ah...you're so good at this...I'm giving you my life
...ah...ah...my little one feels so good...ah...ah...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to fly to heaven
...mmm...mmm...mmm..." She closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and kicked her legs straight, clinging to
his still swaying waist, trembling uncontrollably, her fragrant sweat and vaginal fluids spraying out simultaneously. Only one thought occupied her mind: My
God! So this was the ecstatic feeling she had been yearning for these past few days! The intense
orgasm brought her immense pleasure, finally releasing the depression of the past few days.
After slowly digesting the afterglow of her orgasm, her whole body felt limp and she didn't want to move anymore.

Seeing her give him the feeling of being in heaven, Wenwei felt incredibly powerful and thrust even harder, pushing his penis to its very hilt
with . He wished he could also squeeze his testicles into her writhing hole. His penis
relentlessly repeated the pounding motion, allowing his little brother to experience endless pleasure, hoping it would continue like this forever
.

Shiwei, overwhelmed by an unprecedented orgasm, almost fainted. Now, enduring his relentless, storm-
like thrusting, she was utterly powerless to resist. All she could do was continuously release her vaginal fluids as
a reward for his hard work. She was baffled by the sheer amount of fluids
she produced; it seemed inexhaustible, as if she had become a machine that endlessly produced vaginal fluids. The towel under
her , originally intended to catch the semen after intercourse to prevent staining the sheets, was now
soaked with her vaginal fluids before the semen had even been ejaculated, so wet it could be wrung out by hand.

Wenwei withdrew his penis, lowered one leg from his shoulder while keeping the other on his arm, then
shifted her body into a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. He arched his upper body, spreading her thighs into a split, her
vulva wide open. Due to the separation of her labia minora, several transparent, sticky strands of vaginal fluid were stretched out
, like a spiderweb sealing the vaginal opening. He pressed one hand against her thigh on his shoulder, and with the other, lifted his burning
penis, breaking through the web and thrusting it into this "spider web cave." Whether it was because he swam often and had exceptionally strong waist, or
because this position made it easier to generate power, every thrust was powerful and resounding, each one penetrating deep into the cave, reaching
its very end.

Her body swayed back and forth from the forceful impact, her breasts bouncing wildly. Wenwei reached out
and caressed her alternately, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes kneading gently, attacking her from both above and below until she bounced like a freshly
caught fish. Her hands clawed wildly at the bed, almost tearing the sheets to shreds, her toes pointing
straight out like she was dancing ballet. Moans rose and fell, and all you could hear was her panting heavily as she
cried out, "Oh! My darling... ah... ah... ah... where did you learn such a good move... ah... ah
... ah... don't stop... ah... ah... ah... so good... oh! I'm about to tear you
in two... ah... ah... ah..." Before she finished speaking, her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, her eyelids
fluttering up and down, and a gush of vaginal fluid surged onto his glans.

She felt wave after wave of orgasms coming her way, like a stone thrown into a lake, creating
ripples spread outwards from a small center. She was
tossed and turned in these surging waves, completely submerged. Seeing her reaction, Wenwei knew she was reaching the peak of another orgasm, and he quickened his pace,
thrusting his penis until it was as hard as steel and as hot as fire, rapidly moving in and out of her vagina. He continued
thrusting until his glans was swollen and numb, and his lower abdomen felt hot and he desperately contracted, before finally
ejaculating his scalding hot semen deep into her vagina.

Shiwei was lost in the ecstasy of her orgasm when, in her hazy state, she felt the penis thrusting rapidly inside her vagina suddenly
change slow, powerful thrusts. With each throbbing, a surge of hot, tingling fluid hit her cervix
, doubling the pleasure. Her fingers, which had been stroking her breasts, stopped moving and instead gripped them tightly as if trying to burst them.
Knowing he was also enjoying his orgasm and ejaculating into her, she wrapped her arms around his
waist and pushed and pulled with his rhythm, letting him ejaculate all his semen into her vagina.

After the storm, a calm settled in. The two, having enjoyed their orgasm, embraced tightly, reluctant to part. Wenwei remained on
top of her, his lower body pressed against her vulva, not wanting his slowly softening penis to slip out so quickly, wanting it
to stay a little longer in her warm, moist opening. Their lips kissed incessantly, as if glued together, their tongues teasing each other
, their souls merging into one. Only when the pleasure faded and was replaced by a lazy weariness did
they fall asleep in each other's arms. Shiwei held onto those adoring words in her hand, clutching them tightly before sweetly drifting off to sleep.

Spring sleep is so sweet, one doesn't notice the dawn. When they awoke, it was already evening. The sweat, semen, and
vaginal had dried, leaving them feeling uncomfortable. The two got up, hand in hand, and went into the bathroom to wash. Shiwei
first filled a tub with hot water. Seeing that the dried vaginal fluid had hardened her pubic hair, she rubbed it, and it turned into
a white powder that sprinkled softly onto the floor. Wenwei was urinating on the toilet nearby when
he heard her sweet voice behind him: "I need to pee too..." He shook his penis a few times and moved
aside make room for her. After waiting a while without any movement, he curiously turned to look. She shyly said, "Um...
I want you to hold me while I pee." Wenwei, though amused, had no choice but to comply. He went behind her,
supported her thighs with both hands, and lifted her up to the toilet. To his surprise, she said, "Um... I need you to tease me before I can pee."
He almost burst out laughing, whistling like a mother teasing a child to pee.

The whistle had barely sounded when a jet of water gushed from her vulva, shooting forward in a silvery-white parabola, like
pearls falling onto a jade plate, making a "clink-clink" sound in the toilet. After she finished peeing, Wenwei teased,
"Do you usually need someone to tease you when you pee? Doesn't your husband have any free time?" She giggled, "You're so cheeky!
I only like you teasing me, you're so annoying!" Her face flushed, she buried it in his chest. Seeing the bathtub was almost full,
he tossed her in, then climbed on top of her, and the two of them tangled together in the tub,
water splashing everywhere, their bodies tumbling in the waves like a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

After playfully teasing him for a while, she told him to stand up, lathered some soap in her hands,
and then rubbed it on his penis. She then gently stroked his penis with her fingers, carefully cleaning the foreskin and glans. Under her
caressing, his penis slowly rose again, becoming longer and larger, hardening in her hand. She
couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Wow!" Within two minutes, the object before her eyes had more than doubled in size as if by magic
—it was simply unbelievable. She measured it with her fingers; it was at least an inch and a half longer than her husband's penis, the glans
larger and rounder, the veins on the foreskin bulging like countless bluish-purple tree roots surrounding the entire penis.
She sighed
rareinwardly ! No wonder it brought me to such intense, exhilarating orgasms. If my husband had such
a magnificent member, I wouldn't need to seek it elsewhere." Thinking this, she couldn't help but kiss it several times, her hands unwilling to let go,
wishing she could swallow it whole. She truly adored it.

Lost in these thoughts, her cheeks flushed again, a fire in her heart gradually burning down to her lower body. She felt her vulva
itching unbearably again, and impatiently lay back, pulling him closer, her hands rubbing his hard penis against
her labia. Seeing her wanton state, Wenwei knew he had a new task; he wouldn't be able to escape until he satisfied her. Although
he had met many young women on the beach, most of whom were willing to offer themselves,
none could compare to this slut in bed or the enjoyment of sex. Anyway, her little brother had already ignited a fire within her, so why
not do it He needed it too! Seeing the head of his penis touch her vaginal opening, he thrust his hips forward
, and their bodies came together again. He wrapped his arms around her neck and began to thrust rapidly.

For a moment, the small bathtub was filled with a romantic and alluring atmosphere. Wenwei's constantly rising and falling buttocks caused the water in the tub
to splash and soak the floor like a pond. He truly was a swimming champion; it looked like he was swimming a butterfly stroke
, only his waist moving, rising and falling powerfully; then it was like he was swimming a leisurely frog stroke,
his legs braced against the tub wall, extending and retracting, allowing his penis to move freely in and out; then he would hold her sideways and penetrate from behind,
like swimming a sideways stroke, one hand occasionally reaching forward to play with her breasts; when he got tired, he would lie down like he was swimming a backstroke, with the woman sitting
on top, bouncing and tossing like a horse, completely lost in ecstasy.

Shiwei never imagined she could play so many positions in the bathtub. It felt different from being in bed—more
exciting and novel. The tub was surging with desire, both of them immersed in the pleasure of carnal pleasure
, their movements fluid and unrestrained. Wenwei, suddenly aroused, finding the small bathtub insufficient, simply
pulled her to his chest and hurried towards the bedroom.

After placing her on the bed, he grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge, then bent her legs,
spreading rested on the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor, his penis was at the same height as her vulva. With a lean,
he easily penetrated her fully. Holding her knees, he began to thrust his hips back and forth.
Because this position required less effort, the frequency of his thrusts was naturally faster and the penetration deeper. The gentle bumps caused her body
to tremble and her breasts to bounce like water balloons. The exquisite spectacle of sexual intercourse was now
laid bare before him; the tender skin of her vagina was clearly being pulled in and out, and the sight of her juices being squeezed and
gushing out was even more captivating. The scene before his eyes was breathtaking, causing his penis to swell to the point of bursting. He
felt his heart pounding and his breath quickening, his muscles tensing. He exerted all his strength, thrusting his penis as deep as he could,
ensuring that the glans touched the cervix with each stroke. After one round of thrusting, he felt his glans go numb, his ejaculation was imminent, and he knew
he was about to give in.

Shiwei was breathless from his continuous thrusting, wave after wave of orgasms washing over
her body. The intense pleasure enveloped her, growing stronger with each passing moment. Her nerves throbbed, causing her entire body to convulse and tremble
. She screamed hoarsely, her throat barely able to utter
a single syllable: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Endless waves of orgasm followed one after another, overwhelming her. She could only move her body
like a caterpillar crawling on a branch. Finally, her body tensed, then suddenly relaxed, a gush of
vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus. Then she trembled violently as if chilled, her vagina rhythmically contracting and
relaxing, like a small mouth constantly sucking at her penis.

Wenwei, eyes closed, was thrusting vigorously, preparing for his climax. The gentle squeezing and releasing of her vagina
was incredibly pleasurable he felt every pore on his body open, his abdominal muscles tightening inward. With a few shivers, spurts
of semen shot out like arrows from his penis, all of it flowing into her still-contracting vagina.

Both of them simultaneously let out a long breath and went limp. Wenwei felt his legs go weak and tremble slightly,
but he didn't want to withdraw his penis immediately. So he leaned forward, cupping one of her breasts in each hand and gently kneading them.
Touch, savoring the lingering afterglow of the climax. Although extremely unwilling, the slowly shrinking penis finally forced its way
out of . Shiwei immediately raised her lower body, pulling a pillow under her buttocks to prevent the precious semen
from leaking out. She thought: "I'm a machine for producing vaginal fluids, and you're a machine for producing semen. The first time I couldn't save
any, it all flowed out and wasted. Luckily, I anticipated this time, and he still has so much to ejaculate. To get pregnant
, I'll rely on this sticky fluid.

" Wenwei saw her with her buttocks under the pillow, lost in thought, and asked her curiously what she was doing. She told him the truth,
jokingly adding: "I hope those sperm are like their father, excellent swimmers, obediently swimming into the uterus, then conception will
be possible." He was startled and hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, if you're really pregnant, won't
Gangsheng find out about our relationship? My father won't have any official status!" She chuckled, "Oh, I'm
already yours. Stop calling me 'sister-in-law,' just call me by my name. Gangsheng isn't necessarily infertile
, just has weak sperm. When he finds out I'm pregnant, he'll think he's the one who had the baby, he'll be overjoyed! As for
the child, we'll just have you as the godfather, that'll be perfect!" "You understand now?" Wenwei replied, "I won't call you by your name anymore
, I'll just call you my darling. Darling, now that you have a child, your wish has been fulfilled, so you don't need to talk to me anymore, right?" She
tapped the tip of his nose with her finger, laughing non-stop, "Silly boy, you're jealous of your future son! From now on
, whenever Gangsheng isn't home, you're welcome to come anytime you want, I'm afraid you won't come!" Wenwei
was relieved after hearing her explanation, jumped back onto the bed, lay down next to her, and the two embraced again, kissing each other incessantly.

The spring night was fleeting, and amidst their sweet intimacy, night fell unnoticed. Shiwei, realizing they'd been so engrossed in pleasure that they hadn't eaten
all day , got up and said to Wenwei, "Look how useless I am! You're starving! You stay in
bed and rest until I've prepared dinner. What would you like to eat today?" Wenwei pulled her
back to the bedside, held her in his arms, and said softly, "My darling, I only want to eat you! Alright, no need to cook, let's go
downstairs..." "Let's grab something quick at the restaurant so we can have more time to be intimate." She buried her head in her chest and replied
sweetly , "Your words are like honey, so sweet and charming, every word you say
hits the nail on the head." She found a suit belonging to her husband in the closet and helped him put it on. While dressing herself in front of the mirror, she
said to him, "After dinner, I'll make you some sweet soup. Since Gang Sheng won't be back until the day after tomorrow, you
can sleep at my place for the next two nights!"

The two of them quickly ate dinner at Hollywood Plaza downstairs and then returned home to continue their flirting. Dry wood and raging fire,
the room filled with spring; their deep affection was unspoken.
(I)
As dawn broke, the bustling metropolis began to come alive again, unfolding a colorful new day. "
Boom boom..." The first subway train had just pulled into Diamond Hill Station in Kowloon, and the deep rumble came from underground,
waking Shiwei. She wearily sat up, her eyes still heavy with sleep.
She hadn't slept well all night, tossing and turning in a semi-conscious state, easily startled awake by the slightest noise or vibration.
For some reason, she'd had an inexplicable feeling of unease for the past two days, a suffocating
, listless feeling like before a storm, making her feel uncomfortable all over. She couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong.
Glancing at her husband, Gangsheng, fast asleep beside her, she didn't want to wake him, so she quietly got up
and went to the bathroom. She tidied her hair in front of the mirror and washed her face with cold water, feeling a little more refreshed.
As usual, she prepared breakfast in the kitchen and then went to wake her husband. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at
her husband sleeping like a log, a feeling of pity welled up inside her. Work at the company was truly exhausting. Ever since
the company moved its production line to the mainland last year, he'd been incredibly busy. Not only did he have to manage the company's orders, but
he also had to go back to the Dongguan branch factory two or three days a week to follow up on production. Every time he returned to Hong Kong, he was
completely . Last night, he brought home unfinished documents from the company, and by the time he finished typing and editing them, it was already past three in the morning.
Then today, he had to deliver the documents to the mainland. No wonder he was so tired.
Seeing him turn over and kick off the blanket, she was afraid he'd catch a cold, so she pulled it back up to cover him
so he could sleep a little longer. But as she lifted the thin blanket, she suddenly noticed his legs were sticking out high, his underwear bulging
upwards. Her face flushed instantly. She knew perfectly well what was going on.
This , but since he had to return to the mainland for work, it had become rare, and even their
intimacy had decreased. Last month, for example, it only happened twice. If it weren't for the mortgage, she would have told him to quit his job
long ago and find something less demanding, so he wouldn't overwork himself.
While her mind was racing, her hand couldn't resist the temptation before her, and unconsciously reached out,
gently . His hard, erect member became even more solid under her touch, throbbing and transmitting heat to
her hand. After only a few strokes, she felt an itch, as if countless ants were crawling inside her; her heart pounded, and
her breathing quickened. She simply pulled down his underwear with her hands, and a red, swollen penis immediately sprang
out, pointing straight to the ceiling. The rounded glans was swollen and fleshy, and the veins on the penis
bulged, full of vitality, making it irresistible to touch.
Faced with such a beautiful sight, her vagina felt an unbearable itch, and a slippery stream of lustful fluid eagerly
flowed out. Ignoring whether her husband was awake or not, she quickly pulled off her own underwear,
assumed , spread her legs, aligned her vulva with the glans, and mounted him. With each inch of penetration,
the indescribable feeling of fullness brought indescribable pleasure to her vagina, like a timely rain on parched land. Her swollen
vagina tightly enveloped the hot penis, merging into one, the concave and convex parts fitting perfectly together. One should truly thank
the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless pleasure and enjoyment.
The mere insertion was already intoxicating, and the thrusting brought wave after wave of pleasure. She slowly moved her body, moving up
and down, her vagina tingling from the heat of the penis, the engorged glans rubbing against her skin
with unparalleled pleasure. Waves of ecstasy washed over her, and her vaginal fluids flowed down the erect shaft to the base, then
clung to her labia and thick pubic hair, leaving both of their genitals wet and sticky.
In a hazy state, Gang Sheng only felt his penis entering a warm, moist hole, the glans being rubbed comfortably.
He thought he was having a wonderful dream, so he lay there, afraid to move, quietly enjoying the waves of pleasure, lest
he wake up and lose all trace of the dream and the pleasure he felt. But gradually he realized that this was not a dream, but
real intercourse. Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw his wife squatting on top of him, her lower body
moving , her face flushed and tilted back, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips left and right, her hands cupping
her pair of pink and white breasts, rubbing and grinding them, trembling with excitement as if possessed.
Seeing his wife's wanton appearance, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, supporting her buttocks with both hands, using his waist strength to
thrust his penis into her vagina with force, matching her rhythm. For a moment, the only sound in the bedroom was
the symphony of two bodies colliding, "slap," "slap," mixed with the "squeak," "squeak" of overflowing vaginal fluid,
as if responding to their concerted efforts. After a few minutes of thrusting, he noticed her movements slowing down,
and she seemed a little spoiled. So he simply flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and
lifted her legs high, increasing his speed. Shiwei hadn't enjoyed such pleasure in days, feeling incredibly
comfortable. She could only utter broken, monotone
sounds like "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, crumpling them into a ball. The moans further stimulated Gangsheng. Seeing his wife
so easily conquered beneath him, his heroic feeling fueled his erection, thrusting harder and harder. The room was filled with
the sounds of passion, the bed creaking and rattling. They were both close to climax.
Suddenly, "Ring..." a bell rang, startling them from their ecstatic state. It was
the alarm clock; it was time to get up. He was used to hearing it every day and
didn't think much of it, but when it suddenly started playing while he was engrossed in his work, it became an eyesore. He had to take a break, reach to the bedside table to turn it off, and then continue his unfinished business.
But just this short rest caused his previously rock-hard penis to soften, and after a few more thrusts, it slipped
out. Shiwei, caught up in the moment, would
n't . The more anxious Gangsheng became, the less cooperative his penis became. No matter how hard he stroked it or tried to force it
back into his vagina, it wouldn't get erect again. Perhaps the morning's heat had subsided, and the shock had made the limp penis even worse. He was furious
: sometimes he wanted it to last longer, but it would finish quickly; now he wanted it to ejaculate, but it would
n't cooperate. He was completely helpless and at a loss.
Shiwei, who had just been aroused to the point of ecstasy, feeling like her body was crawling with ants and on the verge of death, was now
completely aroused, biting her teeth in frustration. She sat up and tried to stimulate him with her hand, but
to . Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. It seemed pointless to continue. He glanced at the clock,
worried that if he delayed any longer he would miss his train back to the factory. He said apologetically, "Wife, I'm so sorry about today.
I'm probably too tired. I'll make it up to you when I get back the day after tomorrow and give you a good time!" She knew this couldn't be forced
, so she pretended nothing was wrong: "Oh, forget it. There's plenty of time. Husband, I love you!"
He kissed her on the lips and replied, "I love you too." He quickly got out of bed, dressed, and without even
eating breakfast, grabbed his briefcase and rushed out the door.
Shiwei tidied the messy bed. Having nothing else to do, she wanted to sleep a little longer, but tossing and turning,
she felt a burning heat throughout her body, her heart pounding. The embers of desire within her hadn't died down, and the emptiness was even
more unbearable . She remembered last month when she and Gangsheng went to the doctor because they hadn't had a child after two years of marriage. The test revealed that her husband's
sperm count was too low, and he was advised to conserve his energy and try to have intercourse only during ovulation, which might increase the chances.
He also mentioned that a woman's body temperature is slightly lower than usual and her libido is stronger during the day or two of ovulation, and advised them to pay attention
. Calculating, today was exactly halfway between her two periods. Could it really be ovulation? No wonder she'd
been so restless and felt so strange these past few days. Sigh! If only her husband hadn't been so unresponsive earlier, her vagina would already be full of semen,
and maybe she could have a son or daughter next year! Lost in thought, she realized that the vaginal fluid she had released earlier had soaked
her pubic hair . Now that it was dry, it felt uncomfortable and sore. So she went to the bathroom, filled a tub with hot water, and planned to take a shower before going to sleep.
The showerhead sprayed water onto her vulva, like a soft massager gently kneading her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed
this special and wonderful feeling, comfortable and pleasant. Although it wasn't as ecstatic as actual intercourse, it was better than
nothing. With one hand, she spread her vulva open, and with the other hand, she held the showerhead and sprayed water towards her vulva. The warm water hit
her labia and clitoris. The water jet entered her vagina and flowed out, stimulating several sensitive areas of her genitals at the same time,
making them engorged and hard. Her labia opened wide even without her fingers, and her clitoris peeked out from under her tender skin,
hard and erect like a red bean, receiving the wash of the water jet. She felt so numb that she couldn't help but shiver a few times.
Unconsciously , she pressed the showerhead against her vulva, letting the water jets hit the sensitive
spot . Her whole body went limp, and her limbs trembled uncontrollably. Soon, she lay paralyzed on
the edge of the bathtub, too lazy to even move her fingers, letting her body relax and fully savor the waves of pleasure.
Half an hour later, the burning desire seemed to have subsided considerably. She dried herself off and lay down on the bed, ready
to sleep soundly. For some reason, the emptiness lingered. Her mind kept wandering to real
intercourse, wanting her lower body to be filled to the brim, solid and full. Yes, she needed a man, to
insert his penis into her vagina, filling every gap, and then thrusting forcefully until he ejaculated
deep inside, only then could she completely relieve this unbearable torment. But where could she find a man?
In an instant, a robust figure flashed into his mind: he had bronze skin, a well-
proportioned , strong, muscular chest, a witty and understanding manner, and an inexhaustible energy;
his performance in bed would certainly not disappoint. If only he were lying next to him right now…
Oh dear! How embarrassing! How could I have thought of him!
His name was Wenwei, an old classmate of Hong Sheng's, a year younger than him. He worked as
a lifeguard Since it wasn't swimming season yet, he didn't have to work, so he used his spare time to take computer courses.
He had also installed the computer at home, and two evenings a week he would come to teach the couple the basics of computers.
To thank him, she sometimes specially prepared a soup and some side dishes, inviting him to stay for dinner. Wenwei
admired greatly, frequently praising her: "Sister-in-law, you're not only beautiful, but you also manage the household affairs impeccably. If only..."
I'm so lucky to have married such a capable wife like you; it's truly a blessing from past lives.
Sigh! Why am I thinking so far ahead? You're married now, why would anyone have designs on you? Shiwei
chuckled to herself at her own silly thoughts. Thinking it over, since they were both just relaxing at home anyway, it wouldn't
hurt for her to come over and chat; it was better than staying cooped up inside. She found his phone and dialed: "Wenwei, this is Shiwei. My computer at home
is broken, could you come over and take a look?" Wenwei, seeing that he had time and their families were so familiar, readily
agreed to come right away.
And just like that, the doorbell rang. She opened the door and welcomed him in, inviting him to sit down before heading
to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. How strange, the moment her eyes met his, her heart started pounding, like
a child caught doing something wrong; or perhaps like he could read her mind and knew about her silly thoughts.
Wenwei, with the computer on, turned around and said, "Sister-in-law, the computer's fine!" She then realized she'd been
staring at him blankly, and for a moment, she didn't know how to answer. He had handsome features, short black hair that made
him look exceptionally energetic, a perfectly proportioned nose, and slightly Western-looking, sunken eyes. His white teeth were neat and beautiful when he smiled
, complemented by two small dimples on his face—he was breathtakingly handsome. Coming to her senses, she quickly made an excuse: "Oh, really?
Maybe I pressed the wrong button, making you come all this way for nothing." He said, "Don't mention it. Since you're here, it's good to
check the computer while you're at it."
A moment later, Shiwei came out with a cup of coffee, placed it on the table, and said to him, "Don't worry about the computer yet,
come and have something to drink." He turned around and was dumbfounded. It turned out that she had changed into
another . The nightgown was as thin as a cicada's wing; one could clearly see everything underneath, its transparency
almost indistinguishable from not wearing anything at all. Bathed in the soft light of the hall lamps, her alluring body was on full display, her exquisite curves utterly
arousing: her full breasts, like two large snowballs, were flawless and white, bouncing
up and down , her two rosy nipples hard and erect, pushing her nightgown into two small peaks, the deep red
areolas round and even, making the nipples even more enticing; a wasp-like waist made her whole body appear slender and delicate,
so narrow that it could be grasped with a finger; in contrast, her buttocks were plump and alluring, round and smooth. It wasn't slippery;
but the most alluring part was the black inverted triangle, the tender pubic hair jet black and lustrous, neatly arranged. Except for a few unruly strands
peeking out through the fabric holes, the rest all pointed uniformly towards
the small slit ; within the slit, two red, wrinkled patches of tender skin peeked out, but only a small part, making one think it
was merely the tip of the iceberg, imagining what the rest of the body would be like hidden inside, and even more so,
how alluring the peach blossom cave nestled between the two bright red labia would be…
Wenwei secretly swallowed, feeling his little brother stirring, and quickly looked away,
not daring to look directly, afraid of accidentally revealing his ugliness and making her laugh. Turning his back to her, he said, "Thank you! Put it on the table
, I'll drink it later." He quickly composed himself and focused on the computer. Helplessly, the calm before his eyes was rippled by the storm,
and his emotions could no longer be contained. His breathing quickened, his hands trembled slightly, and even
simple commands that he could usually type with his eyes closed took several tries to get right. He could only say to her, "Sister-in-law, it seems you were just about
to sleep . I won't disturb you! Go to sleep! I'll leave after I'm done checking.
" "Oh! You're treating me like an outsider?" Shiwei came over with the cup, and Wenwei quickly stood up
to take it , but unfortunately, they bumped into each other, and the entire cup of coffee spilled onto his pants. She
apologized, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" while trying to wipe it off with a towel. But the moment her hand touched it,
her face flushed red. She felt something hard and throbbing inside her pants, as if it were wriggling and jumping.
A sudden urge arose within her, and one hand involuntarily began to wipe that spot, unwilling to leave.
Wenwei felt incredibly awkward around her. He snatched the towel from her and started drying himself, saying, "Sister-in-law, I can do it
myself . I wouldn't dare trouble you." But she had already reached out to unbuckle his belt, scolding him,
"Take your pants off! They're all wet and mushy; only you could tolerate that." Without another word, she had already
unbuckled , pulled down the zipper, and started pulling his pants down. He struggled with her, his face flushed, saying, "
Fine, fine, go get me a pair of Gangsheng pajamas to change into. I'll go change in the bathroom." Seeing his flustered state,
she laughed heartily, "Oh dear! I've been married for two years. What haven't I seen? Come on, let your sister-in-law take them off for you
. Don't be shy." With a forceful pull, she dragged the pants down to his ankles.
Wenwei was caught off guard, standing there dumbfounded, unsure what to do. She saw two muscular
thighs standing upright before her, sandwiched between a white thong, like
the kind —narrow enough to barely contain what it was meant to cover. But now it served no purpose, as what it was meant to
conceal had already struggled to break free, only to be held back by the elastic waistband, bulging
tightly , making
the thong look like a small mountain. Shiwei watched, her breath catching in her throat. She couldn't help but lower her head, extending her delicate tongue
to gently lick it like a kitten. She licked with relish, until his penis was as hard as an iron rod, as if it might burst through the small piece of fabric
at any moment . Her panties were soaked with her saliva, becoming semi-transparent, clearly
revealing a thick, purplish-red penis. The glans was a darker color than the shaft, and due to lack of space, it
stretched diagonally towards her waist. The scrotum, containing the two testicles, was round and red like a ripe lychee,
almost bursting out from between her legs.
She could no longer hold back; she grabbed the panties with both hands and pulled them down forcefully. The incredibly strong penis
sprang out with a whoosh, as if thanking her for its liberation, bowing repeatedly before her nose.
Without a word, she grabbed the penis with one hand and stuffed it into her mouth, like a starving person suddenly seeing a delicious meal
; with her other hand, she supported the scrotum, playing with the two testicles between her fingers.
Wenwei's penis was tightly held in her warm little mouth, the swallowing and pulling causing her face to
rise and fall like a blower. Occasionally, she would pull his penis out of her mouth, licking the glans with her tongue,
or gently sweeping her tongue down the raised veins from the glans to the base. Her fingertips would then lightly scratch his scrotum
, making his penis itch like an angry, unbearable flame. A grown man was being dominated by a small, weak woman.
Bu De could only tilt his head back, breathing heavily, muttering "Oh...oh...oh...oh..."
his legs trembling uncontrollably, so excited he didn't know whether he was in heaven or on earth.
Seeing him so overjoyed, Shi Wei, fearing he might lose control and ejaculate prematurely, let go of
his hands to rest. He looked down when she suddenly stopped; she was reaching up to her shoulders, pulling the straps of her nightgown to
the sides, and after a few shakes, the thin fabric gently floated to the ground. He was instantly struck by the sight
of a beautiful, naked body, sculpted like jade, vividly displayed before him. Gazing at this stunning beauty, his heart swayed
, and he felt a surge of desire. But then he remembered, this was still his old friend's wife; as the saying goes, "One should not look at a friend's wife,
" how could he bring himself to do it? His heart pounded like a drum, unsettled and restless. After a moment's hesitation, still
caught in an internal struggle, Shiwei had already cupped his large breasts in her hands, squeezing his penis between them like a human-
made hot dog, and began to carefully manipulate it. Not only that, but whenever the glans peeked out from between her breasts, she would stick out her tongue and
flick it several times like a viper's hiss—wow! Even an iron-willed monk would melt under her fiery passion.
How many men like Liu Xiahui can there be in this world? In less than a moment, he had cast aside all morality and righteousness, completely collapsing and
surrendering to her gentle embrace. He reached down to touch her crotch—good heavens! It was like she had urinated; his hands were covered in sticky,
slippery vaginal fluid, burning hot, opening and closing rhythmically, yearning for a man's comfort.
He lifted her to his waist, his lips meeting hers, sucking on her delicate tongue incessantly. Her eyes were
glazed with intoxication, one hand tightly wrapped around his neck, her legs wrapped around his buttocks, refusing to let go. Her lower
body twisted from side to side like a snake, pressing her vulva against his erect glans, rubbing it until he felt an unbearable tingling sensation. Even when he let go, she
didn't his penis, licking the glans around the entrance of her vagina. Her juices were already flowing
down his scrotum. Using his waist strength, he thrust upwards, effortlessly inserting halfway. She cooperated perfectly,
then released her grip, her body sinking down, and his long, large penis was instantly completely submerged.
Wenwei supported her plump buttocks, repeatedly thrusting his penis in and out of her wet vagina.
The indescribable pleasure from the glans made it impossible to stop, especially since she followed the rhythm, her vulva responding
perfectly, making it impossible to resist. The gushing lustful fluids had already flowed over his scrotum and started to trickle down his thighs.
He gradually felt his legs weaken and tremble slightly, so he carried her, thrusting into her as he walked towards the bedroom.
(II)
Entering the bedroom, he tossed her onto the bed, and in the gap, stripped off his upper body clothes, leaving himself naked, and
pounced on her again. Shiwei had already placed a towel under her buttocks, spreading her thighs almost into a straight line, raising
her vulva to welcome him. He pressed down on her, and Shiwei guided his penis with her hand, allowing the glans to enter her vagina.
He thrust his hips forward, easily filling the small hole again. The two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed,
inseparable, rolling together, feeling only mutual affection and regret for not having met sooner.
As Wenwei thrust in and out, he looked down to admire the beautiful, moving sight of their genitals meeting. He saw his
proud, large penis moving in and out between her bright red labia minora, sending gushes of
vaginal fluid splashing everywhere. The tender skin at the entrance of her vagina was unusually long, stretched
and pulled back with each thrust, as clear as a close-up shot in a pornographic film. Her entire vulva was flushed
red from engorgement, her labia minora tightly gripping his bulging, veiny penis, making the friction even more intense and arousing.
The tender skin covering her clitoris was pulled and rubbed by her labia, causing it to swell and harden, becoming as
thick as a little finger, pointing straight forward, almost touching his busy penis.
He, aroused, simply raised her legs, placing them on her shoulders, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper and thrust even more
vigorously. Shiwei seemed to understand him perfectly. She placed her hands on the back of her knees and pulled her thighs towards her chest, allowing her lower
body to rise higher and their skin to press more intimately together. Sure enough, with each thrust, he pressed her thighs down even further,
like a seesaw in a child's game, one end lowered as the other rose. Her buttocks rose and fell in sync with the ups and
downs , their cooperation seamless. For a moment, the entire bedroom was filled with sounds—the "
slapping" of their genitals colliding, accompanied by the "squeaking" of her juices, a three-dimensional, boundless erotic ambiance. She heard
the incessant sounds from her lower mouth, while her upper mouth, naturally, joined in with the music, adding its own cadence: "Ah...
ah...my little darling...love brother...ah...ah...you're so good at this...I'm giving you my life
...ah...ah...my little one feels so good...ah...ah...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to fly to heaven
...mmm...mmm...mmm..." She closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and kicked her legs straight, clinging to
his still swaying waist, trembling uncontrollably, her fragrant sweat and vaginal fluids spraying out simultaneously. Only one thought occupied her mind: My
God! So this was the ecstatic feeling she had been yearning for these past few days! The intense
orgasm brought her immense pleasure, finally releasing the depression of the past few days.
After slowly digesting the afterglow of her orgasm, her whole body felt limp and she didn't want to move anymore.
Seeing her give him the feeling of being in heaven, Wenwei felt incredibly powerful and thrust even harder, pushing his penis to its very hilt
with . He wished he could also squeeze his testicles into her writhing hole. His penis
relentlessly repeated the pounding motion, allowing his little brother to experience endless pleasure, hoping it would continue like this forever
.
Shiwei, overwhelmed by an unprecedented orgasm, almost fainted. Now, enduring his relentless, storm-
like thrusting, she was utterly powerless to resist. All she could do was continuously release her vaginal fluids as
a reward for his hard work. She was baffled by the sheer amount of fluids
she produced; it seemed inexhaustible, as if she had become a machine that endlessly produced vaginal fluids. The towel under
her , originally intended to catch the semen after intercourse to prevent staining the sheets, was now
soaked with her vaginal fluids before the semen had even been ejaculated, so wet it could be wrung out by hand.
Wenwei withdrew his penis, lowered one leg from his shoulder while keeping the other on his arm, then
shifted her body into a side-lying position, kneeling on the bed. He arched his upper body, spreading her thighs into a split
, her vulva wide open. Due to the separation of her labia minora, several clear, sticky strands of vaginal fluid were stretched out
, like a spiderweb sealing the vaginal opening. He pressed one hand against the thigh on his shoulder, and with the other lifted the burning hot...
His penis, breaking through the net, plunged into this "spider web cave." Whether it was because he swam often and had exceptionally strong waist, or because this
position made it easy to generate power, every thrust was powerful and resounding, each one penetrating deep into the cave, reaching
its very end.
Her body swayed back and forth from the forceful impacts, her breasts bouncing incessantly. Wenwei reached out and
alternately caressed them, sometimes gripping tightly, sometimes gently kneading, attacking her from above and below, making her bounce like a freshly
caught fish. Her hands clawed wildly at the bed, almost tearing the sheets to shreds, her toes pointing
straight out like she was dancing ballet. Moans rose and fell from her lips, and all one could hear was her heavy breathing and
loud cries: "Oh! My darling... ah... ah... ah... where did you learn such a good move... ah...
ah... ah... don't stop... ah... ah... ah... so good... oh! I'm about to tear you
in two... ah... ah... ah..." Before she finished speaking, her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, her eyelids
fluttered up and down, and a large gush of vaginal fluid surged onto the head of his penis.
She felt wave after wave of orgasm coming, like a stone thrown into a lake,
ripples spreading outwards from the center. Her whole body floated
and sank in these surging waves, completely submerged. Seeing her reaction, Wenwei knew she had reached the peak of another climax, so he quickened his pace,
thrusting his penis until it was as hard as steel and as hot as fire, rapidly moving in and out of her vagina. He continued
thrusting until his glans was swollen and numb, and his lower abdomen was burning hot and he was desperately contracting, before finally ejaculating his hot,
scalding semen deep into her vagina.
Shiwei was intoxicated by the ecstasy of her orgasm when, in a hazy state, she felt the penis thrusting rapidly inside her vagina suddenly
change to slow, powerful thrusts. With each thrust to its hilt, a surge of hot, tingling fluid
hit her cervix, doubling the pleasure. Her fingers, which had been clenching her breasts, stopped moving and instead gripped them tightly as if trying to burst them,
knowing that he was also enjoying the pleasure of orgasm and was ejaculating into her. She wrapped her arms around his
waist and pushed and pulled with his rhythm, letting him ejaculate all his semen into her vagina without reservation.
After the storm, all was calm. The two lovers, having enjoyed themselves to the fullest, embraced tightly, reluctant to part. Wenwei remained on
top of her, his lower body pressed against her vulva, not wanting his slowly softening penis to slip out so quickly, wanting it
to stay a little longer in her warm, moist opening. Their lips kissed incessantly, as if glued together, their tongues teasing each other,
slipping in and out, their souls merging into one. Only when the pleasure subsided, replaced by a languid weariness, did they
fall asleep in each other's arms. Shiwei still held those adoring words in her hand, clutching them tightly before sweetly drifting off to sleep. Spring
sleep is so sweet that one doesn't notice the dawn. When they awoke, it was already evening. The sweat, semen, and
vaginal fluids had dried, leaving them feeling sticky and uncomfortable. The two got up, hand in hand, and went into the bathroom to wash up. Shiwei
first filled a tub with hot water. Seeing that the dried vaginal fluid had hardened her pubic hair into a stiff lump, she rubbed it with her hands, and it turned into
white powder, which sprinkled onto the floor with a soft patter. Wenwei was urinating loudly next to her, facing the toilet, when
he heard her sweet voice behind him: "I need to pee too..." He shook his penis a few times and moved
aside make room for her. After waiting a while without any movement, he curiously turned to look. She shyly pleaded, "Um...
I want you to hold me while I pee." Although Wenwei was both amused and exasperated, he had no choice but to comply. He went behind her,
supported her thighs with both hands, and lifted her up to face the toilet. But then she said, "Um... I need you to tease me before I can pee."
He almost burst out laughing, whistling "shush...shush..." like a mother teasing a child to pee.
As soon as the whistle sounded, a jet of water gushed from her vulva, shooting forward in a silvery-white parabola, like
pearls falling onto a jade plate, making a "tinkling" sound as they landed in the toilet. After she finished urinating, Wenwei teased,
"Do you usually need someone to tease you when you pee? Doesn't your husband have any free time?" She giggled, "You're so cheeky!
I only like you teasing me, you're so annoying!" Her face flushed, and she buried her face in his chest. Seeing that the bathtub was almost full,
he tossed her into the water, then climbed on top of her, and the two of them became entangled in the tub, splashing
water everywhere, their two fleshy bodies tumbling and turning in the waves, looking like a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
After playfully teasing him for a while, she told him to stand up, lathered some soap in her hands,
and then rubbed it on his penis. She then gently stroked his penis with her fingers, carefully cleaning the foreskin and glans. Under her
caressing, his penis slowly rose again, becoming longer and larger, hardening in her hand. She
couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Wow!" Within two minutes, the object before her eyes had more than doubled in size as if by magic
—it was simply unbelievable. She measured it with her fingers; it was at least an inch and a half longer than her husband's penis, the glans
larger and rounder, the veins on the foreskin bulging like countless bluish-purple tree roots surrounding the entire penis.
She sighed
rareinwardly ! No wonder it brought me to such intense, exhilarating orgasms. If my husband had such
a magnificent member, I wouldn't need to seek it elsewhere." Thinking this, she couldn't help but kiss it several times, her hands unwilling to let go,
wishing she could swallow it whole. She truly adored it.
Lost in these thoughts, her cheeks flushed again, a fire in her heart gradually burning down to her lower body. She felt her vulva
itching unbearably again, and impatiently lay back, pulling him closer, her hands rubbing his hard penis against
her labia. Seeing her wanton state, Wenwei knew he had a new task; he wouldn't be able to escape until he satisfied her. Although
he had met many young women on the beach, most of whom were willing to offer themselves,
none could compare to this slut in bed or the enjoyment of sex. Anyway, her little brother had already ignited a fire within her, so why
not do it He needed it too! Seeing the head of his penis touch her vaginal opening, he thrust his hips forward
, and their bodies came together again. He wrapped his arms around her neck and began to thrust rapidly.
For a moment, the small bathtub was filled with a romantic and alluring atmosphere. Wenwei's constantly rising and falling buttocks caused the water in the tub
to splash and soak the floor like a pond. He truly was a swimming champion; it looked like he was swimming a butterfly stroke
, only his waist moving, rising and falling powerfully; then it was like he was swimming a leisurely frog stroke,
his legs braced against the tub wall, extending and retracting, allowing his penis to move freely in and out; then he would hold her sideways and penetrate from behind,
like swimming a sideways stroke, one hand occasionally reaching forward to play with her breasts; when he got tired, he would lie down like he was swimming a backstroke, with the woman sitting
on top, bouncing and tossing like a horse, completely lost in ecstasy.
Shiwei never imagined she could play so many positions in the bathtub. It felt different from being in bed—more
exciting and novel. The tub was surging with desire, both of them immersed in the pleasure of carnal pleasure
, their movements fluid and unrestrained. Wenwei, suddenly aroused, finding the small bathtub insufficient, simply
pulled her to his chest and hurried towards the bedroom.
After placing her on the bed, he grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge, then bent her legs,
spreading rested on the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor, his penis was at the same height as her vulva. With a lean,
he easily penetrated her fully. Holding her knees, he began to thrust his hips back and forth.
Because this position required less effort, the frequency of his thrusts was naturally faster and the penetration deeper. The gentle bumps caused her body
to tremble and her breasts to bounce like water balloons. The exquisite spectacle of sexual intercourse was now
laid bare before him; the tender skin of her vagina was clearly being pulled in and out, and the sight of her juices being squeezed and
gushing out was even more captivating. The scene before his eyes was breathtaking, causing his penis to swell to the point of bursting. He
felt his heart pounding and his breath quickening, his muscles tensing. He exerted all his strength, thrusting his penis as deep as he could,
ensuring that the glans touched the cervix with each stroke. After one round of thrusting, he felt his glans go numb, his ejaculation was imminent, and he knew
he was about to give in.
Shiwei was breathless from his continuous thrusting, wave after wave of orgasms washing over
her body. The intense pleasure enveloped her, growing stronger with each passing moment. Her nerves throbbed, causing her entire body to convulse and tremble
. She screamed hoarsely, her throat barely able to utter
a single syllable: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." Endless waves of orgasm followed one after another, overwhelming her. She could only move her body
like a caterpillar crawling on a branch. Finally, her body tensed, then suddenly relaxed, a gush of
vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus. Then she trembled violently as if chilled, her vagina rhythmically contracting and
relaxing, like a small mouth constantly sucking at her penis.
Wenwei, eyes closed, was thrusting vigorously, preparing for his climax. She was massaging his vagina with a rhythmic squeezing and releasing motion, feeling incredibly
comfortable . He felt every pore on his body open, his abdominal muscles tightening inwards. With a few shivers, spurts
of semen shot out from his penis like arrows, all of it flowing into her still-contracting vagina.
Both of them simultaneously let out a long breath and went limp. Wenwei felt his legs go weak and trembled slightly,
but he didn't want to pull his penis out immediately. So he leaned forward, grasping one of her breasts in each hand and gently kneading
them, savoring the afterglow of his orgasm. Although extremely unwilling, his slowly shrinking penis finally forced its way
out . Shiwei immediately raised her lower body, pulling a pillow under her buttocks to prevent the precious semen from leaking
out. She thought to herself: "I'm a machine that produces vaginal fluids, and you're a machine that produces semen. The first time
, I couldn't save any and it all flowed out and wasted. Luckily, I anticipated this, and he still managed to ejaculate so much. If I want to get pregnant
, I'll have to rely on this sticky fluid.
" Wenwei saw her propping her buttocks up and staring blankly into thought, and asked her curiously what she was doing. She told him the truth, and even
joked : "I hope those sperm are like their fathers, excellent swimmers, and obediently swim into the uterus, then there'll
be hope for conception." He was startled and hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, if you're really pregnant, won't
Gangsheng find out about our relationship? My father won't have any official status!" She chuckled, "Oh, I'm
already yours. Stop calling me 'sister-in-law,' just call me by my name. Gangsheng isn't necessarily infertile
, just has weak sperm. When he finds out I'm pregnant, he'll think he's the one who had the baby, he'll be overjoyed! As for
the child, we'll just have you as the godfather, that'll be perfect!" "You understand now?" Wenwei replied, "I won't call you by your name anymore
, I'll just call you my darling. Darling, now that you have a child, your wish has been fulfilled, so you don't need to talk to me anymore, right?" She
tapped the tip of his nose with her finger, laughing non-stop, "Silly boy, you're jealous of your future son! From now on
, whenever Gangsheng isn't home, you're welcome to come anytime you want, I'm afraid you won't come!" Wenwei
was relieved after hearing her explanation, jumped back onto the bed, lay down next to her, and the two embraced again, kissing each other incessantly.
The spring night was fleeting, and amidst their sweet intimacy, night fell unnoticed. Shiwei, realizing they'd been so engrossed in pleasure that they hadn't eaten
all day , got up and said to Wenwei, "Look how useless I am! You're starving! You stay in
bed and rest until I've prepared dinner. What would you like to eat today?" Wenwei pulled her
back to the bedside, held her in his arms, and said softly, "My darling, I only want to eat you! Alright, no need to cook, let's go
downstairs..." "Let's grab something quick at the restaurant so we can have more time together." She buried her head in his chest and replied
sweetly , "Your words are like honey, so sweet and charming, every word you say
hits the nail on the head." She found a suit for her husband in the closet and helped him put it on. While dressing herself in front of the mirror, she
said to him, "After dinner, I'll make you some sweet soup. Since Gang Sheng won't be back until the day after tomorrow, you can
sleep at my place for the next two nights!"
The two quickly ate dinner at Hollywood Plaza downstairs, then returned home to continue their flirtation. Like dry wood meeting a raging fire,
the room was filled with spring; their deep affection was unspoken.

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