Third Anniversary of Love

Friday morning was our third anniversary, and we took the day off to celebrate. We decided to do some things we'd always wanted to do but never had time for due to work.

We got up at six, had breakfast, and headed out for a morning run in the nearby forest reserve. It took us two hours to reach the summit, where there was a pond, a small waterfall about eight feet high, and a pavilion.

Exhausted, we collapsed onto the cool, refreshing stone benches in the pavilion. After resting, I took out my water bottle and camera to photograph my girlfriend, still slumped on the bench. She was adorable, her cheeks flushed, her sports vest soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her still-slender figure, her full breasts bouncing with her breath.

The camera panned down, revealing a flat stomach beneath the tight vest.

After drinking some water, my girlfriend got up and walked to the pond. She sat by the edge, took off her sneakers and socks, and soaked her bright white feet in the cold water, striking a very sexy pose for me to take pictures. Since there were other people at the pond besides us, there were limits to her sexiness.

I simply took off my shoes and joined her, soaking our feet and chatting—or rather, having a heart-to-heart talk. As we talked, I felt increasingly hot, and my girlfriend's already dry clothes became damp again. But this wasn't the heat of desire; it was the heat from the sun. Although we were by the shady pond in the mountains, we were sitting directly in the only open space, exposed to the blazing sun.

Looking at my watch, I realized it was already noon. The morning exercisers had all left, and since it wasn't a holiday, we were practically the only people left on the hillside.

I quickly took off my clothes and jumped into the cold water, which was waist-deep. I grabbed my camera and waited for my girlfriend to join me. My girlfriend, quick-witted as ever, understood and slowly, seductively, pulled down her light blue yoga pants until they revealed her round, plump buttocks. Like a lazy cat lounging by the pool, I, of course, dutifully pressed the shutter button repeatedly!

Suddenly, I saw her covering her mouth and laughing through the lens. I asked her, puzzled, but she wouldn't answer, only staring at my crotch. I looked down and realized that her sexiness had aroused my penis, making it stand erect like a submarine's telescope.

Since no one was around, I continued to point the camera at my girlfriend. She cooperated by seductively pulling down her pants, then slowly pulling down the left shoulder strap, letting it dangle over her shoulder, then pulling it over her entire arm, and then the right strap in the same way. Finally, her tank top only covered her chest, and then she slowly pulled it up from under the top, revealing her waist, and then continued pulling it down until one side of her bra was exposed.

Oh, so she was wearing a strapless bra today. No wonder I didn't see the straps earlier.

When my girlfriend was down to her underwear, she casually slid into the pool. Since she's short, the water was waist-deep, so only her upper body was visible.

"Take off your underwear too!" I protested.

"No! We're not at home. What if someone shows up? I still have underwear to wear as a bikini!" my girlfriend said.

I tried to persuade her a few more times, but in the end, I couldn't resist. As long as she was willing to take pictures, it was fine.

This time, wearing a bra in the water, the thin padding was soaked through immediately, and her nipples stood out high under the bra, looking incredibly alluring. The bra also started to slip down because of her self-touching and the weight of the water, and her nipples were quietly peeking out. I didn't tell her and kept taking pictures, of course, close-ups of those protruding nipples!

After taking a few more pictures, my girlfriend was worried that soaking for too long would cause her skin to wrinkle, so she went back to the edge of the pool to let me take more. Because my girlfriend's poses occasionally included self-touching, pinching her nipples, and touching her vulva, her panties were stained with a mark, and her full labia, soaked with moisture, were clearly visible.

Suddenly, in the camera's view, I saw my girlfriend reach her right hand behind her back, while her left hand pressed against her bra; she had finally taken it off. Then, she tightly gripped the bra's edges under her armpits, crossed her palms on her chest, and then released her arms, causing the bra to fall into the pond.

My girlfriend continued her seduction, sometimes vigorously rubbing her breasts, sometimes peeking out from between her fingers her rosy nipples. Then she placed her right arm across her chest to cover her nipples, and slowly massaged her lower abdomen, waist, and buttocks with her left hand, her body twisting like a snake, sometimes thrusting her buttocks, sometimes arching her chest, making me distracted while filming.

Then she slowly turned her back to me, turning back to face me, seductively playing with her lips with her index finger, while her other hand busily but gently caressed her buttocks. Then, she inserted her two thumbs into the edges of her panties below her waist, wiggling her hips in an "S" shape as she pulled them off.

Afterward, she continued to caress her buttocks, slapping her fair skin with a "slap, slap" sound until several obvious handprints appeared. Next, she slowly squatted down, her bent legs overlapping to cover her vulva, before turning to face me, though her nipples remained cleverly concealed. I protested, demanding at least half a nipple be shown! Only then did she release her hands, revealing her two adorable treasures for me to photograph.

Just as I moved closer to take a close-up of her nipples, my girlfriend slowly parted her legs, finally revealing her moist and alluring vulva. Since shaving her pubic hair that day, my girlfriend hadn't allowed it to grow back, so what appeared on camera was a smooth, full vulva.

Overwhelmed by my girlfriend's allure, I could no longer resist. As I walked towards her, taking pictures, I realized she had returned to the bottom of the pond; there was a set of steps. Seeing me approach, she simply sat on her underwear, supporting her knees with her arms, continuing to spread her tempting vulva.

The height was perfect; I was standing in the pond, my penis perfectly aligned with her vulva at the edge, so I slowly, little by little, inserted it inside. Of course, I continued taking close-up photos, but I never expected my girlfriend to succumb to temptation, willingly stripping naked and letting me penetrate her in broad daylight, even allowing me to capture this wonderful moment.

When I had completely buried my penis inside her, her legs clamped around my lower back like crab claws, her arms wrapped around my neck, pressing her full breasts against my chest. At that moment, I had no time to take pictures. I put the camera down, gave her a deep bear hug, and felt her hungry vulva swallowing me whole, as if it wanted to devour my testicles.

Of course, I wasn't going to let her get away with it so easily! So I slowly pulled out, and while I was out of the way, I moved my hand to my girlfriend's nipple, pressing down on it while pushing it upwards. My girlfriend loved it when I squeezed her breasts so roughly, and sure enough, she let out a "giggle" sound and couldn't help but kiss me.

When my penis was almost out and I could see the top, I quickly pushed it back into her warm vagina, stimulating her sensitive clitoris with the base of my penis. After a few thrusts, my girlfriend's breathing became more rapid, and her French kiss became more and more aimless. I saw her furrow her brows and suck my entire tongue into her mouth, making soft "ahhh" sounds in her throat. My penis contracted rapidly and greedily as her vagina gripped my still swollen penis.

She climaxed, and I was about to ejaculate too, so I wanted to thrust a few more times, but my girlfriend held me tightly, making it impossible for me to move forward or backward. Since I couldn't go in and out, I could only pick up my girlfriend and continue thrusting up and down.

At this point

, my girlfriend no longer suppressed her desire; she stretched out her arms, tilted her head back, and cried out loudly, "Ah...ah..." Her breasts bounced up and down with my thrusts. Finally, I ejaculated too. I put my girlfriend back down on the edge of the pond, and greedily continued thrusting, but my penis was uncooperative, getting softer and softer with each thrust, eventually slipping out completely. Only then did I reluctantly sit down next to my girlfriend.

She sat with her legs spread, wrapped her arms around mine, and rested her head on my shoulder, looking at the outdoor nude photos I had just taken of her. I must have taken at least two hundred of them. After looking at them, my girlfriend noticed the semen still remaining on my penis from our intercourse, so she went back to the pond and licked it clean for me.

My limp penis, gently and stimulatingly licked by my girlfriend, suddenly became aroused again. Seeing this, she sucked and held my penis forcefully, teasing the tip with her tongue, her left hand gently stroking my testicles, while her right hand played with the shaft. I leaned back, supporting myself with my hands, enjoying my girlfriend giving me oral sex in the natural environment.

Before long, the urge to ejaculate came again, so I asked my girlfriend to stop, sit back by the pond, and let me serve her. She obediently spread her legs and sat down, leaning back like I had, closing her eyes and looking up at the sky.

Ready, I first touched her already swollen left nipple with the tip of my tongue, and seeing her body twitch, I knew she was stimulated.

My left hand kneaded her right breast, sometimes flattening it, sometimes pushing it high, sometimes pressing and circling, sometimes pinching her nipple with my fingers. My right hand was also busy, slowly massaging her vaginal muscles. Since giving birth to her daughter, her vaginal muscles have become more sensitive. After only a dozen or so strokes of her vulva, she started wanting me to penetrate her.

I continued using both my mouth and hands, and my girlfriend's breathing became rapid. Seeing her sit up straight and slowly push my head down with her hands, I knew she wanted me to lick her vulva. So I kissed her lower abdomen, pressing hard with my tongue from below her navel to above her pubic bone, and my girlfriend immediately let out a comfortable "ah."

Then I continued to press the area around her ovaries with the tip of my tongue, making my girlfriend gasp with pleasure.

Finally, I licked her vulva, holding her buttocks with both hands and rubbing them, while my tongue teased her vulva. Then I flattened my tongue and licked her labia minora and clitoris from bottom to top.

Stealing a glance at my girlfriend, I saw that she had also started touching her own breasts, making a "gurgling" sound in her throat. Because my girlfriend was sitting up straight, even with my long tongue, I couldn't reach her vagina. She seemed to realize this, so she lay down, placing her left leg on my right shoulder, allowing me to fully and easily stimulate her plump vaginal muscles.

Her sensitive clitoris became increasingly prominent, so I circled around it, licking it every five circles and sucking hard every ten. After six rounds, my girlfriend's lower abdomen was arched as high as it could go: "Baby, hurry—come—in…ah…hurry—come—in…fuck me…I'm—about—to—explode—there! Ah…"

Seeing that I was almost bursting with itch myself, I had my girlfriend turn over, holding onto the edge of the pond, and began to thrust into her once-wet vagina in a doggy-style position. My purpose was to let her see her reflection in the pond, to see her begging for my penetration.

I held her waist, thrusting all the way in with all my might, occasionally reaching out to grab her swaying breasts. Before long, the familiar tight gripping of my penis and my girlfriend's frantic screams returned. I quickened my pace, thrusting in and out about ten times before plunging deep inside, ejaculating wildly into her throbbing vagina.

Afterwards, we were both too exhausted to move, and my girlfriend lay on top of me for a full ten minutes to rest. We were both satisfied and exhausted, so we got up and went back to the pond to wash off the mud, sweat, and our semen.

I put my clothes back on and saw my girlfriend still naked. "What's wrong? Want to walk back to the car naked?" she asked, seemingly oblivious to my question.

"What are you looking for?" I asked again.

"My underwear is gone. My panties are covered in mud and filthy, what am I going to do?" my girlfriend whined.

"Why don't you just put on your sportswear? Why do you have to wear underwear?" "Isn't that better? If someone sees, it'll be so embarrassing. Would you really let others see your wife without underwear?" "It

's good if someone sees! You're not a flat-chested, flat-bottomed beauty, what are you afraid of being seen? If someone sees you, it proves you're charming and attractive!"

My girlfriend thought for a moment: "Okay, we're going home soon anyway." So she started putting on a light blue sports vest. Although the vest had a supportive effect, it didn't provide the same support as a bra, so her breasts were noticeably smaller by a cup size, but she did have two slightly protruding nipples. Of course, I started the second round of shooting!

Then she put on cotton sports pants that hugged her buttocks, struck a sexy but playful pose for me to take pictures, and then my girlfriend took my arm and we walked back to the car together.

Afternoon:

After getting in the car, everyone was tired, so I turned on the music, and my girlfriend closed her eyes to rest.

When we stopped at a traffic light, I noticed that my girlfriend's crotch was very tight, and her two thick labia were completely exposed in a W shape. Suddenly, an idea struck me: "How about we grab something to eat?" Seeing my girlfriend nod, I drove to a nearby street food stall.

My petite girlfriend always slides out of the car while sitting on the seat, and this time was no exception, so her pants were pulled up even higher, digging deeper into her vaginal muscles, creating an even more pronounced "W" shape. As we walked towards the noodle stall, everyone we passed, especially the men, was either staring at my girlfriend's protruding nipples or gazing at her sexy, full vulva.

My girlfriend was probably really tired and completely forgot she wasn't wearing underwear. She followed me to the noodle stall and sat down, habitually placing her breasts on the table, resting her chin on her hands, and continuing to doze off. When the noodles were ready, the guy serving them practically stared at my girlfriend's large breasts, even while collecting the money, so happy that he didn't even notice I only paid for a bowl of noodles.

Because we were hungry, we devoured the noodles and got back into the car.

Seeing my girlfriend being visually assaulted like that, the sexual excitement was extraordinary. So I made an excuse to ask her to go to the convenience store to buy me a bottle of water. My girlfriend was still resting with her eyes closed, only replying "okay" before falling silent again. I drove to a busy area in the city, saying there were no parking spaces and asking her to get out and buy it for me at the convenience store. My girlfriend didn't think much of it, took the change, and slid out of the car.

Although I couldn't see my girlfriend's face, everyone coming out of the store was staring intently, probably because of her nipples and those two fleshy mounds!

My girlfriend went into the store, and because of the black glass door, I couldn't see her at all, so I picked up my camera and looked at my masterpiece. After waiting for more than six minutes without my girlfriend returning, just as I was about to park the car, I saw her carrying two bags, her breasts bouncing as she walked back.

"I just ran into an old colleague, so we chatted. And you, you didn't even tell anyone my pants were ripped so badly, making me look bad in front of him," my girlfriend protested.

"Anyone who says my wife is ugly is the one with the problem. My wife is so beautiful, so generous, and doesn't hesitate to let people see her. Where else can you find someone like that? And I found her, and married her! From now on, they'll have to ask me first if they want to see her!" I said. My

girlfriend chuckled. "But seriously, I completely forgot I wasn't wearing underwear until I went to the refrigerated section to get a drink and was woken up by the air conditioning. That's when I realized I was standing there with my nipples sticking out. At first, I was a little embarrassed, but then seeing so many people staring at me, that sense of satisfaction and vanity gave me all the courage to let everyone see."

"You'd better thank me properly, otherwise you won't have the chance to show off your body!" "Yeah, my husband understands me best and loves me the most, are you done yet?" We continued on our way, chatting and laughing.

Evening:

After a three-hour drive, I finally arrived at the resort on the mountaintop. The temperature there is always cool in the morning and warm at night, which is very comfortable.

Seeing that my girlfriend was confident and no longer worried or ashamed of being seen, I asked her to go to the counter to register while I went to park the car and get the luggage. When I went up to the lobby, I saw my girlfriend put the milk on the counter again.

Seeing that she had the key, I went straight to the elevator to wait for her. My girlfriend walked over confidently, greeting the doormen and staff as she went.

After entering the room and putting down my luggage, I went into the bathroom and filled the tub with bubble bath water. My girlfriend looked around, finally closing her eyes and taking deep breaths on the terrace. Her breasts were firm and beautiful. I couldn't resist going over and hugging her waist from behind, kissing her pink neck, and inhaling the scent of her sweaty hair behind her ear. My penis instantly became erect. My girlfriend cleverly used her two elastic buttocks to gently rub my penis up and down. It felt so good!

Because the resort was located on a mountaintop, covered with a lush green forest and shrouded in a mysterious and romantic white mist, it was perfect for setting the mood. The beautiful scenery aroused us again. My girlfriend took my hands and guided them all over my body. This action, which felt like both self-touching and being touched, was exactly what I liked.

Looking at the balconies on either side, I knew that unless someone came out, no one would see us making love. So, I boldly started pulling up my wife's sports bra until her two white, rosy breasts were revealed. Then I pulled down my girlfriend's sports pants until her two full breasts were exposed. I continued to caress my girlfriend while kissing her pink neck, her breasts, her nipples, her flat stomach, and her glimpsed vulva.

Afterward, my girlfriend turned around and unzipped my pants. My pants, which contained my wallet, phone, and car keys, fell to the ground with a "thud." Then she squatted down and took off my underwear. As she stood up, she also took off her pants.

I quickly took off my shirt and then my girlfriend's bra. Our two naked bodies embraced on the terrace of the lush forest resort, and then we lay down together on the sun loungers. Because my penis was erect and making my girlfriend uncomfortable, she simply spread her legs and sandwiched my penis between her legs. It felt as if my girlfriend had grown a small penis.

We lay there, watching the sunset, enjoying physical contact and caresses, lost in love, completely devoid of sexual desire.

My girlfriend even snuggled against me and fell asleep, so I quietly picked her up and put her on the bed to continue sleeping, while I went to take a bath. Lying in the warm tub, drowsiness quickly washed over me, so I closed my eyes to rest.

Later that evening:

I suddenly felt waves, and then a familiar body lay on top of me. "Why did you leave me behind and come take a bath? I'm lying alone on the cold bed, and you're soaking in the warm water. Hold me tight, it's so cold!" my girlfriend said coquettishly.

I held my girlfriend, gently stroking her sensitive spots, such as behind her ears, shoulders, nipples, and the inside of her thighs. My girlfriend gently touched my scrotum and the inside of my thighs in return. After a short while of mutual touching, my girlfriend rolled over and sat on my semi-erect penis. "Wandering around outside this morning without underwear, my nipples sticking out, were you jealous or upset?"

Remembering that morning's image—two prominent nipples, two labia—my penis started to rise again.

My girlfriend noticed. "Oh? Since your little brother doesn't mind, I think you, as the boss, certainly won't be jealous!" she chuckled.

"What's wrong? Are you addicted to showing off?" I asked.

"No! I should say it's awakened my latent charm. So, for dinner later, I'm thinking of not wearing underwear, okay? It'll be quite cool, and besides, it's just a few nipples showing, not like I'm naked. And my nipples don't always stick out, right?" my girlfriend said.

"Whatever you want! It's nice and warm here at night anyway, why don't you go cool off? There's no one you know here, so you don't have to worry about what people say."

My girlfriend was delighted and said, "Then what should I wear?"

"If only I had your see-through white cheongsam, it would be perfect. It's revealing yet sexy without being indecent."

My girlfriend said, "That would be the best! But I do have something similar, a loose-fitting long dress made entirely of lace." She then got up and started drying herself.

"You have a dress like that? I've never seen you wear one before." I followed my girlfriend to the bedside.

Sure enough, my girlfriend took out the long dress I hadn't seen before from her luggage. When she put it on, the upper body and hips were very form-fitting.

Lace can be said to be synonymous with mystery and sexiness. No matter how big or dense the lace holes are, the see-through effect is simply the queen of fabrics! When a man looks at lace, he can immediately tell whether or not she is wearing underwear, but because the lace fabric's lace holes are faintly visible, it makes one want to understand more clearly or figure out whether she is really not wearing anything or if it's just a mistake.

The top was somewhat like a vest, with a hidden slit at the chest that supported her breasts while tightly covering them. A triangular piece of flesh-colored gauze was sewn onto the chest area, cleverly concealing the dark nipples while still leaving their shadows and prominent shape.

The skirt was also form-fitting; from behind, the cleft between her buttocks was clearly visible, clearly indicating she wasn't wearing underwear. But from the front, the mysterious triangle area, having been shaved, was only a shadowy triangle, leaving it unclear whether it was pubic hair or not, whether she was wearing underwear or not. This tantalizing effect drove onlookers wild with speculation.

Add to that two-inch heels, a black silk scarf around her neck, and a wide black lace scarf draped over her shoulders, and she looked elegant, sophisticated, and undeniably sexy—perfect! While my girlfriend put on some light makeup, I quickly dressed and started taking pictures of her.

After my girlfriend finished her makeup, we went out for a walk to the restaurant for dinner. We had to pass a swimming pool and a small garden along the way, and my photogenic girlfriend naturally wanted me to take pictures of her.

She knew the dress's design well: the prominent parts were sheer, while the recessed areas were subtly sexy. So, in every photo, she was showing off her chest and buttocks, making sure her cleavage and buttocks were as prominent as possible. Only her nipples remained faintly hidden under the thin, flesh-colored fabric, which was a bit of an eyesore.

When we arrived at the restaurant, although it wasn't crowded, practically everyone was staring at my girlfriend.

After we sat down, the waiter brought the menu and left. My girlfriend, still with her breasts on the table, opened the menu and looked at it. When she leaned forward, her breasts were slightly exposed, but because I was sitting opposite her, the angle wasn't right, so I couldn't see it. If she stood up, she should be able to see it!

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me: if I couldn't see it, why not let the waiter see it? So, I secretly took the menu and shared one with my girlfriend.

After deciding on the menu, I called the waiter to write down the orders. I deliberately pulled the menu towards myself, then pretended to forget the menu and asked my girlfriend to slightly stand up, bend over, and lean forward to look at it. Sure enough, the gap widened, and the waiter noticed. He even moved closer to my girlfriend to see it more clearly.

Young people are inexperienced; after just one glance, his lower body swelled up, and even his ears turned red. He only reluctantly left after my girlfriend repeated the menu.

I saw him take the menu to the counter, say a few words to the counter lady and several waiters, and everyone looked at us. Fortunately, my girlfriend had her back to them and didn't know anything. It seems that guy must have revealed my girlfriend's secret. Sure enough, when it came to pouring water, laying out napkins, and serving food, three different people came, and each one of them was only staring at my girlfriend's chest, completely ignoring me.

The waiter who laid out the napkins was even more outrageous. His girlfriend's breasts were pressing down on one of the napkins on the table, and without saying anything, he simply pulled the napkin away, causing her breasts to bounce up and startle her. Although his girlfriend glared at him angrily, he was only focused on staring at her large breasts the entire time.

Our meal lasted three hours, and his girlfriend went to the restroom twice. Both times she left the table, causing a commotion. Everyone was trying to see through her skirt, because the back was the most revealing part, and you could clearly see she wasn't wearing underwear.

Walking back to the table was even more alluring. There was a spotlight at the end of the bathroom corridor, and my girlfriend's lace dress was so sheer and porous that she was practically "naked" every time she returned to the table, her sexy curves fully displayed.

Having just ordered a bottle of red wine, she started to flaunt her breasts again after a few drinks. She said she was hot, so she stuffed a napkin into her cleavage and slowly pulled it out; sure enough, it was wet. What followed was even more provocative. She unhooked her triangle bra in the restaurant and rubbed her breasts with the napkin, over and over again. Although she didn't expose her nipples, her tempting actions were truly unbearable.

We didn't pay the bill until the restaurant closed. My half-drunk girlfriend and I walked out of the restaurant, leaning against each other. As we passed the pool, she looked around and suddenly unzipped the zipper under her left arm, pulled off her dress, and jumped into the water with a "plop."

I was stunned and speechless. When I came to my senses, she had already swum to the other side. I cautiously looked around again to make sure no one was watching before letting my girlfriend go skinny dipping. I ignored her, just sat on the edge of the pool holding her skirt, bringing my nose close to her bra, enjoying her unique scent of sweat.

After swimming for a while, when she felt cooler, she swam up to me and asked, "Won't you come down and swim with me?" She seemed much more awake.

"Is it really that hot? There's no towel to dry you off, what are you going to do!" I said.

"No, no! It was the same this morning, didn't you forget?" My girlfriend said, stroking my penis. After a few strokes, she unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started playing with it, slowly stroking it: "Oh! You got wet so quickly?" Then she spread my legs in an M-shape, propped herself up on her elbows, and her breasts immediately jumped out of the water, grabbing my buttocks and licking my penis.

I gazed at the star-studded night, listened to the chirping of insects, the rustling of leaves in the wind, the chewing sounds of my penis being sucked, and the waves of pleasure emanating from the tip. Before long, my girlfriend brought me to orgasm, a stream of semen flowing into her mouth. Even after ejaculating, she continued sucking my penis until it softened, before sliding back into the pool to continue her skinny dipping.

The moment was over. I pulled up my pants, sat up, and beckoned my girlfriend over. "Want more?" she asked.

"How about I serve you?" I said.

"But you won't go in the water, what am I supposed to do?" she pleaded.

"Then you can come up here, won't it be the same? If you serve me, don't you want it yourself?" Her clever eyes darted around, and she smiled, seemingly agreeing to my suggestion.

Just then, a boy dressed as a waiter suddenly appeared, startling us both. "Excuse me, our rules state that the pool must close after 9 PM. Would you please come up?"

My girlfriend was the first to recover: "I'm sorry to bother you. But I need a towel, do you know where I can find one?" The waiter simply replied, "I'll get it for you," and turned to leave.

Once he was out of sight, my girlfriend suddenly scrambled out of the pool, grabbed my hand, and ran towards our room. I never expected my girlfriend to be so bold as to run naked back to our room, especially since we had to go through a large hall, a side hall, and up a floor. Along the way, we encountered a male guest who had just come out of his room; he was completely dumbfounded, and my girlfriend had run past him while he stood frozen at the door.

Once inside, my girlfriend went straight to the sun loungers on the terrace and lay down, panting heavily. I closed the door and went to the terrace. I saw my girlfriend panting, her nipples erect from the stimulation, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with her breath, her face flushed and radiant—absolutely captivating.

When she saw me, she reached out her skillful hand and stroked my still-dormant penis again, and sure enough, it was awakened in no time. My girlfriend simply sat up and started pulling down my pants. I, not to be outdone, quickly took off my shirt. After that, she grabbed my buttocks and started giving me a blowjob. I didn't hold back and thrust my penis deep into her throat. She was breathless from the penetration before letting go and lying back on the chair, spreading her legs and playing with her nipples.

I pounced on her, swirling my tongue around her vulva while my hands squeezed her breasts. She, in turn, played with her own nipples.

In less than a minute, she begged me to penetrate her. Of course, I wasn't going to let her have her way so easily. So I picked her up and placed her on the balcony railing. She was terrified. The more she struggled to get down, the more I thrust into her. She was both afraid and wanted my somewhat rough treatment, so she could only cling tightly to my arm and clamp my head between her legs.

After licking for a while, I heard my girlfriend whisper "Baby," her secret code before she reached orgasm. So I lifted her down, turned her around, and had her hold onto the railing before attacking her from behind. I thrust into her wildly, all the way to the bottom. My girlfriend, who had been stretching her arms out, became weak from my thrusting and had to use her elbows to support her body. This caused her breasts to sway back and forth with my thrusting, brushing against the cold steel railing.

The sight was incredibly seductive. I thrust deeper, harder, and faster, and my girlfriend couldn't resist and had multiple orgasms. I also came a minute later.

Early morning:

After finishing, we were both exhausted. Our two wet, fleshy worms writhed weakly on the sun lounger. We looked at each other silently, embracing each other intimately as we fell asleep.

Morning:

We slept very soundly. When I woke up, the temperature was cool, and the warm sunlight felt wonderful on our bodies.

I quietly got up, leaving my girlfriend to continue sleeping on the sun lounger on the terrace, and went to take a shower. After showering, I wanted to wake her up to go have breakfast, but I found a middle-aged man standing on the neighboring terrace, staring intently at my girlfriend. That silly girl, who hadn't been sleeping well the whole way, was sleeping with her legs wide open, her entire vulva completely exposed.

This sight aroused me again, so I secretly hid to watch my girlfriend being visually violated.

Just then, another head appeared behind the man—a woman. She walked behind him, and he noticed. The woman saw that her man was peeping at a naked woman, and she was furious. She grabbed the man's ear, yelling at him to go back to the room.

My girlfriend was finally awakened by the noise. She opened her eyes and, seeing me, opened her arms like a child, wanting me to hug her. I gave her a gentle bear hug, then gently licked and kissed her soft nipples before picking her up, letting her take a shower, then have breakfast, and go home.

[The End]

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