That's all it takes to combine them. [Full series]

Summer was drawing to a close, and the weather was no longer unbearably hot. The mosquitoes that frequented during the sweltering heat had shrunk considerably, and a gentle breeze carried the dampness from the grass.
It was around 8:30 p.m. Wang Hua and I sat behind a screen wall at one end of the stadium track. Near the base of the wall was a pond, long since dried up due to neglect. A dense hedge surrounded the pond, and a large, unidentified tree cast its thick shadow over it. Wang Hua and I sat on the concrete edge of the pond, chatting intermittently. In front of us was a flat lawn with two oddly proportioned sports sculptures. Through the outlines of the sculptures, we could see a few lazy pedestrians strolling along the street beyond the iron fence in the distance.
Wang Hua sat very close to me, still wearing her usual blue and white checkered dress, with embroidered flowers on the shoulders, still revealing a touch of childlike innocence. Yes, she was only 22 years old, with short, ear-length hair. She rested her chin on her hands, her bright, large eyes gazing intently ahead with a childlike innocence, her full lips slightly pursed. She wore light gray sandals, and pale pink socks tightly encased her small, neat toes, which occasionally twitched—a habitual little gesture. Her rounded knees were gently pressed together, and along the hem of her draped skirt, the outline of her full, rounded calves was faintly visible.
The stadium was nearly deserted at this time, and I could feel her warm breath. My family's strictness meant we could only see each other once a week. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of sadness and melancholy, and a faint impulse rose within me. I reached out and took Wang Hua's arm. Through the fabric, my fingers could clearly feel the soft skin of her waist. She obediently nestled against me, one hand gently around my back. My other hand rested on her knee, gently caressing it. She never wore stockings in the summer, which allowed me direct contact with her skin.
After a moment, my fingers gently parted the hem of her skirt, slightly pulling her knees apart and exploring the inside of her thighs. The smooth, firm feel of her knees was immediately replaced by the slightly trembling, plump flesh. Yes, she was undoubtedly a voluptuous girl. When I first saw her, her jeans perfectly outlined her rounded, full lower body curves.
My fingers greedily enjoyed every inch of softness and smoothness, uncontrollably advancing deeper. Soon, my fingertips were enveloped by the warm, moist scent of her lower body, reaching the edge of her panties. I could feel the soft, moist folds where her buttocks met her thighs.
However, Wang Hua quickly stopped me from going any further. My hand was suddenly squeezed tightly by her. "No, you can't touch here..." she said softly but firmly.
"I'll just touch the top..." I used our familiar hint, and her defenses relaxed a little. My fingers lifted the edge of her panties, gently pressing against a patch of fluffy, smooth pubic hair, softly combing it, picking up a small strand, and rubbing it between my fingers...
It was midsummer evening, and we sat side by side by the flower bed. My hand, hidden beneath her skirt, reached under her abdomen, supporting the edge of her panties, and twirled her fluffy, curly pubic hair. Wang Hua's knees were slightly apart to give my hand room to move, and my wrists occasionally brushed against the fabric of her skirt. Her eyes were still big, bright, and innocent, gazing at the sparse figures walking on the distant street. Her round, full lower lips pursed occasionally, as if deep in thought, revealing a touch of innocent naivety, completely unaffected by the invasion of her private parts. However, I felt a surge of sensuality welling up inside me.
I fell in love with her at first sight; it was absolutely love at first sight. She walked gracefully through the crowd, her 1.7-meter-tall figure, short hair reaching her ears, and clear, innocent eyes sending a chill down my spine. I absolutely do not deny the sexual element involved; her breasts were undeniably full, and in midsummer, her thin blouse clearly outlined their prominent curves. The first time I faced her up close, my heart nearly leaped out of my throat, my blood surging and pounding through my body. I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held for her with such a voluptuous body and my own burgeoning lust.
Thinking about her genitals often filled me with guilt. Wang Hua loved wearing jeans, her full curves and long legs clearly displayed. I often fantasized about what lay beneath the rough fabric—her most private parts. She must have pubic hair, I thought somewhat ridiculously, conjuring up this pointless and superfluous idea.
Yes, at that time I didn't even dare to associate her with those sexual characteristics. In my mind, she was too pure and sacred. My subsequent fantasies were often: what shape should those pubic hairs be?
If her genitals were completely bald, how breathtaking would that patch of black hair on her fair and plump skin be... and so on.
She was a traditional girl from a traditional family, four years younger than me. Although she was lively and cheerful, she was cautious about matters between men and women, always carefully maintaining boundaries in our interactions. From the first time I asked her out to the first time we kissed, a full three months passed.
It was also a summer evening when I asked her out. She had just recovered from a cold, and her self-defense was clearly lax. Although kissing later became our first intimate act, I still feel that I took advantage of her that time.
That time, she was also wearing a dress. We walked side by side on the second-floor balcony of the gymnasium, chatting casually. Having just recovered from her illness, she appeared somewhat languid. My hand rested on her waist, and through the thin fabric, I could clearly feel the alluring warmth emanating from her body and her smooth, firm skin. My palm even felt the edge of her underwear. In the humid summer breeze carrying the scent of grass and trees, a faint urge stirred within me.
It was approaching 9 o'clock, and the gymnasium was empty of people exercising. From the second-floor balcony, one could see lush green trees in all directions, and the distant sunset flowed quietly. We walked to the corner of the balcony, an angle that no one else could see. Wang Hua still walked lazily beside me, her bright eyes veiled with a thin layer of mist, revealing a hint of fatigue. I stopped, tightened my grip on her waist, and suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace. My other hand crossed in front of her, holding her tightly in my arms as she struggled to maintain her balance.
This was the first time I had ever hugged her. I don't know how others felt, but I'm sure that the feeling of holding someone you love tightly in your arms for the first time is enough to make your soul tremble! Full breasts, long legs, a shy face, and that mysterious place, instantly transformed from countless fantasies and dreams into a living, breathing body in your arms, exuding the fragrance of a young girl's skin. Every man would be paralyzed.
(2) Skin-to-skin contact (Part 2)
"No... don't do this..." Wang Hua was obviously also stunned. She was also a girl with no experience in relationships. Before she met me, she had never even held hands with a boy. She tried to struggle out of the way in a flustered manner, but the powerful stimulation of the first intimate physical contact and the weakness and languor after recovering from her illness made her resistance immediately ineffective.
My face was pressed tightly against Wang Hua's neck. Her dress was open, trimmed with white lace, revealing her long, smooth neck and delicate, lovely shoulders. I pressed my cheek as close as possible to her warm, jade-like skin, greedily and wantonly inhaling the sweet scent of her youthful body. "Mmm...hmm..." Wang Hua shifted awkwardly, too nervous to utter a word.
Once the instinctive impulse was aroused, it surged within me. I couldn't control my desire, pulling her increasingly hot body even tighter, my lips moving towards hers. Caught off guard, she tried to pull away, and our lips met instantly. The dry, hot, full, and soft touch almost numbed my brain; I could even feel the suppressed protest in her throat.
"No!..." Suddenly, she hurriedly turned her face away, and I took the opportunity to press my face tightly against one of her cheeks. Her smooth and delicate skin was burning hot. "Let me kiss you~" My voice was trembling, and my heart was so agitated by desire that it almost jumped out of my throat.
"No...no..." The powerful embrace made her arms go limp, and she collapsed into my arms. My face was pressed tightly against hers, preventing her from moving. My lips were close to Wang Hua's, her warm, wet breath enveloping me. Suddenly, I turned my face to face her directly, pressing my lips hard against hers. "Mmm..." she cried out in surprise, but no sound came out. I could clearly feel her full lips trembling under the vibrations of my breath.
She could no longer escape; her head was firmly held in my grasp. My lips opened greedily, devouring this long-awaited, delicious prey. Her dry, hot lips were quickly soaked with my saliva. The full structure became soft and tender under the moisture. Having little kissing experience, I greedily claimed every inch of her territory with my tongue, sucking wildly. Wang Hua's upper lip was sucked hard between my teeth, gently biting, while my tongue explored the delicate valley between her lower lip and gums. Wang Hua's rapid breathing sent waves of body heat onto my face.
Her teeth were neat and clean, and my tongue frantically scraped against them, stubbornly probing between them like a little eel. Soon, her uncontrollable panting caused her teeth to part slightly, and her warm, fragrant breath enveloped my tongue. I almost savagely squeezed myself inside. Wang Hua's upper and lower teeth scraped tightly against the rounded underside of my tongue, and I immediately felt myself lying on her soft, warm petals. The intense tension made her tongue shrink back helplessly. My tongue, enveloped in her saliva, nestled close beneath hers. A pure, soft, warm sensation made me greedily rise up, instinctively wanting to entwine with this tender flesh. But Wang Hua's inexperienced clumsiness caused my attempts to fail several times.
I began to recklessly invade every corner of her mouth. "Open your mouth wide..." I mumbled, my tongue churning so much that I couldn't make a clear sound. Tense and confused, seemingly in a hypnotic state, she clumsily complied. My entire mouth was squeezed inside; her warm, wet lips almost touched my nose, her teeth scraping against my philtrum. My mouth and tongue were completely enveloped in the warm, moist, and sticky sensation.
My mouth captured her soft, delicate tongue, gently biting it with my teeth and intimately rubbing it against hers. Suddenly, an uncontrollable urge to possess her made me suck two-thirds of her tongue into my mouth, biting down hard at the base with my teeth. My tongue and hers were pressed tightly together, swirling and sucking amidst Wang Hua's soft moans.
Yes, I fell in love with her at first sight and then began a mad pursuit; I swear, I was completely devoted. In our initial encounters, because there was absolutely no relationship between us, or even between our friends, my sudden appearance made her exceptionally cautious, wary, and even suspicious.
I remember inviting her three times before she finally went to the first movie with me, and it took her more than a month of persistent questioning before she told me her birthday. I felt as if I were handling a delicate and fragile porcelain vase, afraid that the slightest mishap would shatter her. In the beginning, I would tremble with excitement at the mere sound of her voice, and the thought of her having time to meet me would send my entire being into a blissful trance. Even the gentlest rejection would fill me with paranoia and anxiety. In love, I had completely lost myself.
That's how her voice came about, and that's how I was now savoring her soft, yielding body. Her movements, her every sound, commanded my very soul. I was indulging, determined to make her pay for the sounds she had made.
"Ugh~" Wang Hua suddenly jumped up in my tight embrace, her round, firm body radiating a soft, undulating fullness. I realized I had almost sucked her entire tongue inside. The pulling pain had rendered her upper body immobile. We slowly separated. Wang Hua's eyes were pure and clear, gazing silently, almost dreamily, at my chest. Her hands remained on my shoulders, her full lips glistening with saliva. We remained silent like that.
Suddenly, I kissed her full, moist lips again. Wang Hua's body seemed to offer no resistance, her soft body leaning against my embrace, submissively allowing me to invade her mouth once more…
A cool breeze blew by, the leaves rustling overhead. The pedestrians in the distance seemed even fewer, and the faint dampness of the grass made my lungs feel light and relaxed. I took one of Wang Hua's hands and pressed it against my face. Her fingers were long, slender, and soft, her palm slightly damp. I stroked it casually, while Wang Hua remained seated quietly.
Our dates were usually like this: after an intimate conversation, we would sit quietly together, intermittently caressing each other. But today, this quietness was inexplicably stirring my desire.
Suddenly, an inexplicable impulse made me press her hand tightly between my legs. "Ah!
No~" Wang Hua cried out softly, caught off guard, her hand instinctively trying to pull back, but I held it firmly in place. This was the first time she had touched my genitals since we met.
"No... I don't want to..." Wang Hua murmured softly. "Come on, touch me~" I gently wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her cheek lightly; her face was burning hot.
Despite her shyness, her fingers clumsily began to caress her, and my penis became uncontrollably erect, undulating under her movements through my pants. "Come on, just touch it directly..." My hand caressed her firm, full breasts.
Now, she still wouldn't allow me to touch her breasts directly; through the thin silk fabric, I could clearly feel the outline of her bra and the plump, firm flesh encased within. Reaching inside my t-shirt, Wang Hua's slender fingertips hesitated before tracing my abdomen, a tingling, electric-like sensation almost causing my body to spasm.
My Nike casual pants had elasticated cuffs, and her hand, slightly cool, slowly slipped inside, making a real, tangible touch. Through my underwear, her hand covered my hard erection.
"So hard?!" she exclaimed softly.
"Just touch it..."
"No...no...I, I don't want to..."
The aroused desire made it impossible for me to resist. I grabbed Wang Hua's hand, pulled back the edge of my underwear, and pressed her hand inside. The exposed glans immediately rubbed against her warm, wet palm. "Grasp it..." Wang Hua's hand explored, grasping my burning, columnar erection.
I can't describe the feeling I had at that moment; it felt as if my very soul had been gripped by her. Slender fingers, a soft palm, carrying warmth and moisture, encircled the fleshy column filled with desire, ready to invade a woman's body.
I have masturbated for Wang Hua more than once, for her shy smile, for the curve of her body, I felt that it was all lewd and blasphemous. And now, all the lust and blasphemy are in close contact with its fantasy object.
"Move gently..." I commanded softly, "Mmm~" The tight embrace began to sway gently.
"No... not sway... like this." The pants had become an obstacle to movement, so I pulled them down a bit, using the hem of my t-shirt to cover my erect penis that was almost exposed to the air. "Index finger..." I asked, and she stretched out her index finger with some confusion. I pinched it and carefully pressed it on the frenulum of the glans: "Gently rub..."
Instantly, the pleasure rushed directly to my temples, the sharpness of the pleasure almost made me feel the texture of her fingerprints. I adjusted each of her fingers, and then fell helplessly into the pleasure that enveloped my whole body, my penis being played with in Wang Hua's hands...
(3) I, you will never understand
We nestled close together, my face resting on Wang Hua's shoulder, the embroidered sand flowers gently brushing against my cheek. Her neck was long and graceful, cool and delicate in the night, exuding a youthful fragrance. My nose lightly brushed against her ear; the silence around us made me feel only our presence.
Wang Hua's hands gently but somewhat mechanically rubbed my genitals, her arms rhythmically touching my abdomen. Waves of pleasure rippled from my genitals, melting throughout my body. My hand slipped under her arm, caressing her full breasts, gently stroking them. Her dress was thin, and I could clearly feel the woven pattern of her bra—round, firm, full, and elastic. Even through the two layers of fabric, my hand could still truly enjoy that handful of beautiful flesh.
The surge of pleasure quickly built up to a qualitative change. The kneading force of my hands increased, from gentle caresses to gripping the entire breast from the nipple upwards, kneading it wantonly in my hands. The bra could no longer restrain the throbbing flesh, sliding up and down the peaks with the kneading. Greedy fingers seized the opportunity, hooking the lower edge of the breast through the dress and lifting it upwards.
"No..." Wang Hua instinctively tightened her arms, "I can only touch it through the fabric..." Her breathing became rapid. The bra's tightness reached its limit at the point where it crossed the peaks, clamping tightly there.
"It's too tight, I'm not comfortable..." I gently coaxed her, my hands still stubbornly exerting force. The peak was crossed despite her resistance, and the other one was breached in turn. My fingers quickly reached for the peak. The nipple was incredibly tempting to me, but I had never felt its presence with previous touches. I was surprised to feel that the tip of such a firm and erect peak was so soft and smooth, almost melting.
My fingers frantically searched for the full, protruding nipple, quickly identifying it. I gently pinched it with my index and thumb. "...Ugh..." Wang Hua groaned softly, shrinking back instinctively.
"Is this your nipple?" I asked softly.
"No..." Wang Hua stubbornly insisted.
"Then...I'll..." I suddenly pinched harder.
"Ah! Let go," Wang Hua stared at me with her bright eyes, "You're so willing to bully me..." Her
lips pouted coquettishly.
"No...is it or not?"
"Heh..." She chuckled innocently, then suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck coquettishly, murmuring softly, "If you say it is, then it is..." Her bright eyes sparkled mischievously in the darkness. Once
lust was ignited, it could no longer be contained. I brazenly wrapped my arms around Wang Hua's waist, my other hand directly caressing the inside of her thigh under her skirt, then lifting the edge of her panties, rubbing against the soft pubic hair. Her skin was slightly damp and warm, and her thin, soft panties covered the back of my hand, rubbing against my nerves.
A little lower, and there it was… The thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Touching her pubic hair inside her underwear was something I had asked for many times; it had been going on for a while, and we considered it the limit of intimacy. Several times, my fingertips had touched the damp, warm area, and Wang Hua had immediately stopped me. But now, the urge within me made me want to possess her forcefully. My hand, while caressing her, subtly adjusted the angle.
“Spread it a little wider…” I gently pulled her knees apart, and Wang Hua, completely unsuspecting, parted her legs. It was an incredibly sexy position for me. She wasn't prepared at all; at this moment, she probably only thought about making my hand more comfortable, but in reality, she had already assumed a position of complete violation.
Suddenly, my hand reached down between Wang Hua's legs. “Ah!…” she cried out, her legs quickly closing together, my fingers tightly gripped by her full thigh muscles. "No...not here..." she cried out in a panicked, low voice, but my fingers still forcefully parted her soft skin, probing between her legs.
Wang Hua's upper body hunched over, her back almost arched, her head buried between her knees. I tried to appear calm, glancing around nonchalantly. At this moment, I couldn't let anyone in the distance notice us, but my hand, inserted between her legs, stubbornly continued to penetrate her tightly clenched skin. Her resistance quickly waned, and my fingers sank into the plump, moist embrace of Wang Hua's lower body, continuing to invade, pressing completely into the slippery, tender cleft between her legs.
This was the first time I had directly touched a woman's genitals, and it was completely different from what I had imagined. First of all, it was far softer and more delicate than I had ever imagined. My fingers were quickly soaked with the sticky fluid, instinctively probing along her concave structure.
"I've touched it..." I whispered in her ear. It seemed like a subconscious acceptance; once I breached the defenses of a certain part of her body, she would abandon her protection. Her plump leg muscles slowly relaxed, and her hands were suddenly free. I pushed Wang Hua's rounded knees apart, and she offered no resistance. Under the sudden, intense stimulation, she completely collapsed, her upper body slumped over one knee, her hands crossed in front of her forehead, her short, dark hair covering her face. My hands, hidden by her skirt, freely caressed Wang Hua's already wet and sticky private parts.
My index and ring fingers, along the barely discernible groove, pressed against the sides of the groove, while the pad of my middle finger repeatedly pressed into the lubricated, almost frictionless crevice, soaking in the layered, soft structure. I could clearly feel the small fleshy petals clinging to my fingertips gently detaching each time I pressed in and released them, and the strands of silk hanging from my fingertips.
My hands explored greedily and meticulously, my other hand supporting my chin as I stared blankly into the distance. I couldn't let my movements be too intense, lest I accidentally bump into a passerby. But my mind was almost blank; Wang Hua's innocent and charming image flashed through my mind. I tried to connect what my fingers were exploring with this captivating image, but I couldn't reconcile the two.
Soon, fueled by lust, my exploration turned into possession and violation. My fingers, already covered in sticky fluid, squeezed together, and the soft, slightly parted labia were haphazardly squeezed together, writhing and curling awkwardly under my kneading. The fluid quickly smeared her genitals.
Now it was a naked ravage of the possessed parts. My fingers then smeared the fluid on Wang Hua's plump inner thighs, lower abdomen, navel, and even the warm, moist folds connecting to her buttocks. Her panties were being pulled down by my fingers, now only loosely covering Wang Hua's legs, the bottom forming a high arch over her private parts.
Wang Hua's body writhed slightly under the violation, and as my assault was about to escalate again, she placed her hands on my arms, looked up at me with some difficulty, her bright eyes already somewhat unfocused. Her lips were dry, and she pleaded in an almost inaudible voice, "Just touch me gently... okay?"
My hand slowly withdrew from under her skirt, a cool sensation immediately spreading through my fingers. I gently pulled Wang Hua's waist into my arms, "Do you love me?" I asked, my nose touching her long, fragrant neck.
"Love... oh~~" Before her voice even finished, my other hand was already between her legs again.
"I'll be gentle..."
"Mmm..." she obediently and submissively.
"Stand up for a moment..." I commanded softly, a hint of doubt on her face, but she still slowly stood up. My palm was pressed tightly against her lower body, reaching between her legs. My fingers parted her full, pert buttocks, moving downwards between her moist, warm cleft, and pressed against Wang Hua's round, wrinkled anus.
"No! Quickly! Let go!" She twisted her waist in surprise, pushing my hand down through her skirt, but as my palm lifted upwards, she couldn't dissipate the force in that direction. Instead, the tender flesh between her legs rubbed incessantly against my palm.
“Sit down, others will see…”
After all, she was a conservative girl, and immediately stopped struggling. I pulled her into my arms and she sat down beside me. But more accurately, she was sitting naked from the waist down on one of my hands, my hand covering her entire sensitive area. She turned her head to look at me, her eyes hazy, lost, and mournful, but with a soft moan, her head slumped weakly against my shoulder…
The moonlight was like a wash, a silvery veil, a dazzling night.

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