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Singing "Backyard Flower" even through the buttocks 

Foreword: This happened last year, but it's still vivid in my mind, as if it were yesterday…
I met her on QQ. She was from a neighboring province, but not far from here. She was 32 years old, married, and her husband was a white-collar worker at a large company in the south, while she worked at a local state-owned enterprise.
To be honest, she wasn't the most beautiful woman, but once you were with her, you'd realize she was the epitome of womanhood—very alluring, the kind of woman who could drive a man crazy.
We met four times in total. The first time was last May Day, when we spent three days together, making love countless times. I remember we did it four times the first night, and spent the next morning in bed again. The second time was a month later, when she was hospitalized, and I visited her. We spent another passionate night together. The third and fourth times were when she came to visit me in our area, and all our planned activities were replaced by our passionate encounters. Thinking back now, it's a bit scary. If some guy had installed a camera in our hotel room, we might have become the protagonists of one of the few adult films in mainland China, and I think we would have been the most realistic, natural, and crazy couple.
What happened in this article occurred during our third meeting.
She suddenly called me and said she wanted to come over. At the time, she and her husband were going through a divorce, not because of my involvement (to clarify: we had agreed from the beginning not to hurt our respective families). She was in a bad mood and wanted to come and clear her head.
Since we were on summer vacation and had plenty of time to spend with her, and besides, I didn't want to see her upset, I said, "Come on over, come stay for a few days." She asked if I had time to spend with her, and I said I would even if I didn't, I would.
So I lied to my wife, saying I was going to take an exam for a friend and would be gone for two or three days. (Embarrassed, other guys, please don't follow my example. Actually, my wife and I have a pretty good relationship. She's four years older than me, and I feel very warm around her. Maybe that's why I prefer mature women—I feel very relaxed around them.) Then I called my friend and asked him to call my wife every day to carry on the lie for me. I
arrived in Nanyang at 4:30 PM and booked a room at the Huanxi Hotel near the station. The service there seemed pretty good, and it felt safe and reliable. I brought my ID card and marriage certificate and told the receptionist that my wife was coming back from out of town and would stay for a few days before going home.
Turns out, her car had some problems on the way and didn't arrive until 8:30 PM, wasting a lot of money on phone calls in the process, haha.
As soon as she got off the car, she naturally came over, hugged my arm, and asked, "Honey, did you miss me?" (When we're together, we call each other "husband" and "wife," and it feels so natural, haha.) I said, "Of course I miss you, my wife, but my little brother misses you even more." She didn't understand at first, but she quickly got it, pinched me, and said, "You little rascal!" Then she said pitifully, "Honey, I'm sorry, I got my period this month, so we can't do 'that' these past few days. I wasn't planning on having it, but I was afraid you'd get angry and say I wasn't being sincere... I'm so sorry!"
I was naturally disappointed, but I know that women aren't allowed to have sex during their period because it's easy to get infected. I think that's a major reason why men crave multiple wives and concubines. But then I thought about how we have a strong emotional foundation, and besides, she's in a bad mood right now and needs comfort. Also, our purpose in being together isn't just sex. I've always believed that being with someone without a certain emotional foundation isn't love, it's just sex, which is why I've never gone to a prostitute. So I said, "It's okay, as long as we're together, it's fine. Doing it is nothing, as long as you're happy." That one sentence fulfilled my "wish," and I could clearly feel her hug me tighter.
Once inside the room, she said she wanted to take a shower. Women are generally quite fastidious, and she was the most obvious example. She took off her clothes and went into the bathroom—no hiding her body like most women do, which is one of the reasons I enjoy being with her.
Since it was July, she wore a dress and kept asking me if it looked good on her. I told her she looked best without clothes, and she gave me another playful pinch. Now, let me briefly describe her figure: 160 cm tall, average height,
108 kg. By today's standards, her weight is seriously overweight, but I really like full-figured women because they feel great in bed. I don't really like skinny women. Her breasts aren't large and are a bit saggy, but they feel great to the touch—smoother and firmer than my wife's large breasts, which is an advantage of small breasts. Her abdomen is flat, but she has a small incision scar, a drawback of a C-section. Her buttocks are a bit large and not very perky, typical of an average Asian woman. Her legs were nice, especially her thighs, which were quite fleshy—something she herself was least satisfied with. But I didn't have high expectations. I've always believed that physical beauty isn't the most important thing in sex; what matters most is your performance and your effort in bed. The better you perform, the more you give, the more you receive in return, but the effort is mutual.
I imagine many of you guys are dissatisfied with my description because she's so ordinary. But keep reading and you'll see that women aren't just about looks. In short, she was average, but her allure was something many beautiful women lacked.
She washed for two minutes and then called me in, saying I should wash too. I said I already had, but I still took off all my clothes and went in. She was washing her hair; it wasn't very long. I naturally stood behind her, washing and massaging it, my already erect penis gently bumping against her buttocks. After a while, she turned around, and she naturally squatted down to carefully wash my penis. It grew bigger and bigger, reaching about 16 centimeters, and the angle of the erection was very high, almost touching my stomach. Let me elaborate a bit more here, briefly introducing myself: 30 years old, teacher, college graduate, 171 cm tall, 118 kg, a
bit thin, nearsighted, used to be very handsome, but not anymore, haha. My sexual characteristics are that the first time I usually don't last long, probably around 5 minutes. However, one characteristic, or rather an advantage, is that my penis doesn't get soft after the first ejaculation; I can immediately go for a second round. I looked it up and it's called something like "the general doesn't dismount." The second time, I usually last a long time, the longest being over an hour before I felt the urge to ejaculate again. My penis length is decent, about 17 cm when fully erect, and the diameter is also good, with very thick pubic hair.
While washing, we started getting a little restless. I skillfully rubbed her nipples, and she started stroking my penis, then squatted down and started sucking. To be honest, her technique wasn't very good, but I enjoyed it. While stroking her hair, I gently moved my hips, letting my penis go in and out of her mouth. After a while, I felt like I was going to ejaculate, so I said, "That's enough, that's enough. You're on your period and still acting so seductive. Be careful, or I'll end up with a bloody mess." She spat out my penis, but still lingered, stroking it a few times with her hand and laughing, "Honey, I just missed you. And I feel like you really love me. Being with me isn't just about this." I said, "Really? If you keep doing this, I'll just take you right here and now, even if you bleed." She touched her genitals and said, "It's just a little blood, it's not fully there yet. Never mind, honey, hurry... hurry up and fuck me, my genitals are so itchy..."
I hesitated a bit and said, "Let's stop now. It's easy to get sick like this. Don't risk it all. We'll have other chances." But she said, "It's not so easy for us to see each other. I really want to let loose this time. If I go to the south, we won't have many chances to see each other again..."
My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt empty inside. Was I about to lose her? How would I live without her?
She sensed my disappointment and took the initiative to kiss me, guiding my penis towards her with her hand. She also leaned over the sink, knowing that this was my favorite position, from behind.
Because I felt I was about to lose her, I cherished the chance to be together even more, so I didn't hold back. I adjusted the angle and slowly inserted myself from behind.
Because she had given birth, she wasn't very tight inside, which I knew before, but I was worried she might be menstruating, so I went in slowly.
It was really hot inside, like being in a furnace, and it felt very tight, like a small hand gripping my penis tightly. I didn't know if it was because we hadn't done it for over a month, or because she was menstruating.
After a few tentative thrusts, I felt her vagina start secreting a lot of fluid, and the passage became wider and wider. I started to increase the intensity of my attacks, thrusting in and out without any technique, each time with big, forceful strokes, my testicles hitting her plump buttocks with a slapping sound.
She quickly got into the mood, moaning as she thrust her hips back: "Iron Bull, my wild man, fuck me faster, fuck my cunt hard... Your big cock feels so good... Yes, like that, dear brother, dear man, dear husband... Is it good for you to fuck me?"... Her
moaning was so natural, as if we'd been together for a long time, which was a major reason why I couldn't forget her, and it was genuine, no exaggeration.
Infected by her, I started thrusting at high speed. Knowing my first orgasm would come quickly, I didn't hold back, using a three-shallow-one-deep method, and began to stimulate her verbally: "Wife, is my cock big... Does it feel good to fuck you... Do you want me to fuck you like this..." Her loud replies always brought even more passion.
A few minutes later, I felt her inside getting hotter and tighter, knowing her first mini-orgasm was coming, so I increased my speed while continuing to stimulate her: "Wife, do you know what position this is?" This is called the puppy dog position. Right now, we're like two male and female dogs in heat, aren't we? She shook her head and said, "I'm your little bitch, I'm your little bitch, I'm Tie Niu's little bitch, male dog, hurry up and fuck me..." Then she barked a few times, to let her husband hear... "No barking... woof woof... woof woof... Ah, husband, I'm coming... I'm coming..."
And so, amidst her "dog barking," we reached orgasm almost simultaneously. Because she had an IUD, I always ejaculated inside her, and we never used a condom. Firstly, I don't like wearing condoms, and secondly, we trust each other.
Afterwards, we washed up. This time, I washed her, because such opportunities are rare, and I was very touched that she did this, showing that she really cares about me.
She changed into a new sanitary napkin, put on her clothes, dried her hair, and we went out to eat.
We ate at a restaurant called something like "Fat Brothers," and then strolled around the streets for a while. We saw a sex shop on the roadside, so we went in to take a look. (It was my suggestion, and she didn't object, just said I was too naughty.)
The proprietress, a woman in her thirties, was extremely enthusiastic, recommending many sex toys to us. She even openly recommended aphrodisiacs to me, making her laugh heartily, while I was left speechless. So I smiled and said to her, "Sister, whether I need these things or not, I'll have to ask my wife; she's the most qualified to answer..." This earned me several eye rolls and a few minor pains. Finally, after my insistence, I bought a bottle of good personal lubricant, a box of condoms, and a set of two small electric vibrators.
Then we went to a jade shop near the station and bought her a small jade Buddha. She said men wear Guanyin and women wear Buddha, and insisted on buying me a small Guanyin. At first, the proprietress thought we were from out of town because of our not-so-standard Mandarin and inflated the price. Haha, finally, I said in the local dialect, "Sister, I'm a local here. Don't make so much money; I know the prices. In Zhenping, it's only one yuan a piece!" The female shop owner knew I was a local as soon as she heard my name and quickly said, "Brother, it's no problem. If you bargain and I think it 's a good price, I'll give it to you..." In
the end, we both agreed to the deal. Afterwards, we bought some anti-inflammatory and gynecological medications at the pharmacy, as we were both afraid of catching some disease, especially since she was going through a sensitive period. Then we headed home to begin
our second feat of the night. Back in the room, she said she was tired and lay down on the bed without even taking off her clothes. I took off my clothes and sat next to her, carefully observing her. She had drunk some beer during dinner, and her face was flushed, looking so alluring and captivating under the dim wall lamp.
After a while, I couldn't resist and began to sexually harass her, using both hands and my tongue simultaneously. Soon she was panting heavily, tightly holding my head, not letting my tongue leave her already erect nipples. I skillfully drew circles on her navel with my fingers, while my other hand vigorously kneaded her buttocks, enjoying their full, smooth texture.
Honey, do you remember what we did online? You said you wanted to give me your backside…
Honey, of course I remember. Sometimes I really wish I could give you my virginity, but you know, besides my boyfriend and my legal husband, you're my third man, and probably the last (her husband was impotent back then, but he's gotten a little better now). I knew you weren't up to any good when you were buying that personal lubricant. Fine, tonight I'll grant your wish and make up for what you missed with your wife. But be careful, it'll hurt a lot in that area.
When she agreed, I felt like Pigsy had eaten a ginseng fruit, so incredibly happy. I excitedly hugged her and kissed her passionately, saying, "My good wife, I love you to death."
To be honest, I'm someone who enjoys experimenting with sex, but this is my first time doing anal sex. It's not that I haven't thought about it, but my wife absolutely refuses, and I can't force her. I think most men have a sense of curiosity, wanting to satisfy their darker desires, like SM, wife-swapping, or threesomes. I'm averse to those things; I prefer one-on-one sex, which is fair for both men and women and shows respect for each other.
I know women are often afraid of their first time, so we have to proceed gradually, otherwise it might backfire. Although she has over ten years of sexual experience, this is her first time doing anal sex, so she's bound to be a little nervous. I decided to give her a warm and unforgettable experience, a physical testament to our true love.
I gently helped her undress, then held her and danced around the room a few times—she used to love dancing. Then I took a towel and blindfolded her, carried her to the bed, and laid her flat. I opened the bottle of lubricant, squeezed some out, and applied it to my hands, slowly spreading it on her sensitive areas: her breasts, her armpits, her neck, her navel, her inner thighs, even her toes. The cool sensation made her feel comfortable, and she lay there cooperatively, like a virgin on an altar.
Then I began to use my nimble tongue to roam over her body. When I passed her hard nipples, I gently bit them a couple of times, and she responded by gently stroking my short hair and my sensitive earlobes with her hands.
My tongue moved back and forth on her inner thighs, arousing her desire. Her labia majora were swollen, perhaps because of her period, and there was even a little blood at the entrance. I carefully avoided that area and went straight for her small clitoris. Under my diligent caresses, she quickly entered the fast lane to pleasure. Her breathing became more and more rapid, her buttocks began to wiggle, and she repeated in her little mouth: "Husband, so beautiful, you lick me so beautifully, it's so great, it feels so good..."
While repeating the actions, I began my main operation for the night. I carefully touched her anus with my middle finger, which was coated with lubricant. I could feel the strong suction of her anus. Hard work pays off. With my unremitting efforts, my middle finger finally squeezed into her last 'virgin territory'.
Those who have tried anal sex know that the tightest part of the anus is the entrance; the inside is actually quite spacious. Once you break through the first line of defense, you can go straight in.
With the effort of my tongue and teeth, her vagina became incredibly wet. The arrival of a small orgasm was very sudden. She suddenly grabbed my hair tightly, her legs tensed and then relaxed, she stopped making a sound, her face was flushed, and her eyes were tightly closed—it looked a little scary, haha.
I gently stopped, just kissing and stroking her hair, waiting for her to calm down. A few minutes later, she recovered, opened her eyes, and her eyes were full of tenderness. I think this is the happiest moment for a man—to let the woman he loves experience ecstasy under his caresses. What more could one ask for in life?
"Honey, you're so good to me. I felt like I was dying just now, really, like I was in heaven, all dizzy. Am I so lewd? How come you came so easily...
Honey, maybe it's because your period is coming soon, or maybe your sex life has been too bland before. The main thing is that we love each other and are willing to give to each other..."
She played with my already erect penis and said, "You naughty thing, why is it so thick and big today? Don't tear it, or I'll never forgive you," while making a scissor gesture.
I applied lubricant to my penis again, then got off the bed, patted her buttocks, and gestured for her to lie on the pillow. She knew I was serious this time and said tremblingly, "Honey, if it hurts, stop..."
I was already ready to go, and I agreed, starting to apply lubricant to her anus. I tentatively inserted my middle finger again. This time it was much easier than the last time. After it went in, I moved my finger from side to side, trying to get her used to it as soon as possible, and then asked her how it felt. She said she felt a little uncomfortable at first but was much better now. I added another index finger, and after doing this for a while, she seemed to feel something and said, "Honey, try putting your big cock in?" I said, "Okay, honey, I love you so much."
After carefully adjusting the angle, I slowly placed my cock at her anus, holding it with one hand and pressing down on her buttocks with the other (to prevent her from moving around). Then, I mentally counted to three and thrust in all at once.
The result was: I felt really great, though that great feeling was mainly psychological. However, the sensation of my cock being tightly bound by the anal sphincter was incredibly pleasurable, completely different from vaginal penetration. I think she felt more pain than pleasure; she kept saying, "It hurts so much," and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. I comforted her, saying it would be better in a while, while holding her buttocks tightly to prevent her from moving.
After a short while, she said it didn't hurt as much anymore. I tentatively moved a little, and she said, "Go slower." Hehe, that meant it was still okay. I moved my left middle finger to her clitoris, stroking her sensitive spot to help her get into the mood quickly.
This trick really worked; soon she started to get aroused, her vulva producing lubrication, and her buttocks began to wiggle slightly. I also began to gently thrust my penis in and out, helping it quickly adapt to its virgin territory.
Thanks to the lubricant, my penis didn't have much difficulty going in and out of her anus, and she had already begun to adapt to this mode of action, even gently thrusting her buttocks back in response.
Actually, the greater pleasure of anal sex mainly comes from satisfying a man's desire for conquest; I personally felt it was much less intense than vaginal sex. After thrusting in and out of her anus several times, I suddenly pulled out my penis. She abruptly lost her motivation for pleasure, probably feeling quite empty inside. But then, without hesitation, I thrust my penis into her already burning vagina.
Oh, honey, I've missed you so much! This is beautiful enough, honey, it's so beautiful, I love you so much, oh…
I started to speed up, and my speed infected her madness. All sorts of lewd words followed. A woman's moans are the best aphrodisiac for a man. I started to thrust wildly, pounding into her wet vagina, leading her to an even greater climax.
At this moment, I felt like a qualified conductor. Under my direction, a passionate symphony was gradually approaching its climax, but I still needed to add something.
I casually picked up the small electric vibrator that was already prepared and covered with a condom, and inserted it into her anus, rotating it to match the thrusting of my penis.
At this point, she was practically going crazy. "Ah, ah, husband, it feels so good, so comfortable, it's like two dicks are fucking me! Ah... don't stop, why did I come out... no... I want more..."
Actually, I had just switched the positions of my penis and the vibrator. This time, my penis entered her anus without any resistance, feeling as if it were second nature.
I repeated this three times before finally ejaculating inside her anus. By then, she was limp on the bed, completely exhausted.
However, the consequence of this passion was that her period suddenly started, leaving a large patch of bright red blood on the carpet and sheets, which startled us both. She even complained that I didn't want her to live anymore.
But when I asked her how she felt, she whispered seductively, "Husband, the feeling just now was worth dying for. I've never felt like this before. Sigh, I've lived for over 30 years in vain. How can I live without you? This blood is my compensation for your virginity!"
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