Desires and Troubles - Part 7

This is a magnificent living room. The floor is made of gleaming Saanna beige marble, the walls are made of luxurious and glossy wood panels, the ceiling is decorated with intricate and exquisite carvings, the lighting fixtures are unique and distinctive, and the orchids and bamboos are scattered throughout. All of these features make people admire the owner's taste. Even the sunlight seems a little timid and hesitant to enter this room.
Oh, what are those scattered on the ground? As they get closer, they are two pairs of shoes. Their owners are obviously in a hurry. Some of the shoes are sitting upright, some are lying at an angle, and one sneaker looks like an overturned boat, with its black bottom facing up and covered in spots.
Someone's there! A rustling sound drifted by, sometimes clear, sometimes muffled, like small animals in the bushes. Though unseen, you always knew they were there, as if you could smell their unique scent and sense their restless heat. Following the direction of the scattered shoes, you found a pair of jeans, men's, black and rugged, now curled up like a python's shed skin. Next to it was a white skirt, its embellishments shimmering, half-open like an unopened lily.
A few steps away from the skirt, two t-shirts were stacked together, like lovers, with their sleeves rolled up. The one with the fashionable style and high-quality material was obviously a designer brand. It was clearly a woman's shirt, yet it rebelliously pressed down on the other white one.
As you approach, you prick up your ears, and the sound grows louder, like a singer unable to contain their passion, belting out higher and higher. Listen carefully! It's pleasure, it's thirst, it's satisfaction, it's yearning. Delicate notes blend with deep, resonant tones, mellow hues mix with roughness, the rhythm is ambiguous, and the tone is pink.
The door a few meters away was half-open, with a flat lion carved on the doorknob, lifelike and powerful, though somewhat distorted. The lion's teeth gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and its eyes seemed to warn something. Peeking inside, I saw that the room was rather dark, and the curtains were clearly drawn.
A bamboo chair gleamed with a faint green light. A bra hung from one of its outstretched arms; its pure black surface was embroidered with delicate lace and bows, its allure undiminished. Inside the chair lay a pair of transparent panties, their blackness direct, seductive, frank, and wanton. On the barely visible fabric in the center, damp patches were clearly visible, seemingly still radiating heat and releasing a captivating fragrance. The chair's outstretched arms, slightly curved inwards, seemed to be embracing the bra and inhaling its scent.
On the left, what a huge bed! It's practically an aircraft carrier! It's currently carrying two sailors, and they are...
"Xiao Feng, you're so... hard!"
Chen Ling straddled Xiao Feng, her face flushed with drunkenness, her shiny forehead covered in sweat. Her usually neatly parted hair was now soaked and clung to her face like the sideburns of a female opera singer. Her alluring eyes shone brightly through the slits as she looked at Xiao Feng, as if she wanted to reach out two small hands from her pupils, grab him, and pull him back into her eyes.
"Auntie..."
Xiao Feng, slightly tipsy, reached down and found Chen Ling's erect clitoris among her dark pubic hair, rubbing it with his index fingertip. "Does it feel good, Aunt?"
"Ah—that feels so good."
Chen Ling twisted her hips wildly, constantly stimulating her sensitive clitoris. Her waist and hips rose and fell like waves, sometimes surging forward and sometimes shrinking back. Xiao Feng sighed softly beneath her.
"That's...that's it, I've hit the spot!"
Chen Ling's G-spot was constantly touched and lightly touched by the large, round glans, and her waist twisted more and more wildly, with goosebumps clearly visible on her body.
"I want you...faster."
Chen Ling issued the queen's command, placing her hands on Xiao Feng's ears and bringing her face closer and closer to his. Her alluring gaze caused Xiao Feng to contract his gluteal muscles repeatedly. He cupped his stalactite-like breasts with his hands, enjoying their softness, while thrusting his body upwards. The strong, muscular lines of his limbs pulsated with tension and relaxation, and new beads of sweat kept seeping out.
"It feels so good, so good, ah... Auntie came."
Chen Ling's short hair suddenly jumped up as if it were about to fly away, her head tilted back, her whole body trembling slightly. Xiao Feng felt a familiar clamping sensation from inside Chen Ling's vagina, which made him groan.
"Ugh—"
Chen Ling pressed her body against Xiao Feng, feeling her heavy breasts find a resting place. She happily kissed Xiao Feng's cool, thick lips and looked intently into his eyes.
"Xiao Feng, you're making your aunt feel so comfortable."
Chen Ling leaned her head close to Xiao Feng's ear, feeling his warm breath and pounding heart. Youth is wonderful, truly wonderful!
"Auntie, you're so tight down there tonight, it feels so good."
Xiao Feng sighed contentedly.
"Is that comfortable? Then let's continue."
Chen Ling sat up straight again and slowly stood up. Their genitals were temporarily separated, as if reluctant to part, making a "pop" sound. Xiao Feng's erect penis was covered with thick, white semen, and a strand of transparent saliva dripped from Chen Ling's bright red vaginal opening, which was the saliva of a child who was not yet satisfied.
Xiao Feng looked at Chen Ling, who was now facing him with her ample buttocks spread wide. She straddled him, and with a swift motion, she caught Xiao Feng's hot penis—easier than catching a fish. Chen Ling gripped the burning hot thing tightly, stroking it all the way down, then slowly returning it to the tip, her penis trembling in response.
"It's so hard!"
Chen Ling thought, and carefully parted her wet and hot labia with her left hand, swallowing the penis inch by inch until it reached the root.
"call……"
Xiao Feng gasped for breath, and Chen Ling smiled, then mischievously squeezed her legs together.
"Oh...no!" Xiao Feng was startled by the sudden pressure and felt as if he was about to ejaculate.
"Don't let it get worse like this, Xiaofeng."
Chen Ling turned her head and smiled seductively, her eyes alluring, her voice as seductive as her lips, exuding an exceptionally lewd aura.
Xiao Feng shifted his attention, his eyes landing on Chen Ling's bare, white back, then moving downwards, following the rapidly tapering curves to her slender waist. Chen Ling's flat, thin waist and rounded buttocks were so white they seemed to melt. Just as he was thinking this, the female rider, Chen Ling, began to bounce and sway impatiently.
"Uh-huh……"
Chen Ling focused on the snow-white wall. The wall was empty, but she was full; the wall was white, and she was pink. Her gaze moved up and down, and the wall seemed to move. She laughed. At this moment, she felt as if she possessed Xiao Feng's penis. She adjusted the angle at will, letting it go wherever she wanted. She controlled the force at will, first trying a few light thrusts, until her whole body itched, before sitting down hard again, temporarily but pleasantly relieving the itch.
Gradually, she felt like a cup filled with water, which sloshed around and rose higher and higher, about to spill over.
"It's leaked, it's leaked, Little Wind—ah!"
Chen Ling became like a desolate female rabbit, her plump white buttocks limply contracting as she reached another climax. But Xiao Feng beneath her was clearly not satisfied with the pleasure he had obtained. He suddenly sat up and pushed Chen Ling's pink shoulder, causing Chen Ling to let out an unexpected scream of "Ah!" and kneel on the bed.
Xiao Feng knelt behind Chen Ling, his hands gripping her round buttocks, spreading them apart to reveal the mouth writhing in desire. He adjusted the angle, and with a "plop," he thrust in, "The serpent enters its cave."
He thought to himself.
"ah--"
Chen Ling's shallow vagina was filled, and she looked up and screamed. All the strength in her body was drained, her slender waist collapsed, and she could barely support herself with her hands.
"How could this be? The pleasure is even stronger than when I did it myself."
As she was thinking this, the penis inside her relentlessly probed in and out, sending a jolt of pleasure through her vagina like an electric current. Her arms swayed, and she almost collapsed onto the bed.
Xiao Feng controlled his penis, moving it left and right, up and down, deep and shallow, as if trying to thoroughly explore the surrounding vaginal walls. Chen Ling couldn't predict Xiao Feng's next move, feeling both nervous and expectant, like a child savoring a delicious chocolate candy with multiple flavors.
"Oh, ah!" The sudden pleasure made her let out a strange cry, her head shaking wildly as her body thrust forward, like a trembling female dog during mating, begging the male dog to give her more force.
"Ah... fuck... fuck my aunt to death!"
Chen Ling's cheeks were burning red. She kept thrusting her plump buttocks back, coordinating perfectly with Xiao Feng. Her breasts bounced wildly, and sweat was everywhere.
"Fuck...fuck...I'll fuck you to death!"
Xiao Feng roared as he thrust forward, his penis scraping out love fluid from Chen Ling's vagina, which smeared onto the sheets, staining them—was it a map of France?
The "slap slap slap" sounds were crisp, and his thrusts into the flesh were as hard as a pile driver.
"She's about to cum... Auntie's about to cum!"
Chen Ling managed to squeeze out a sentence, then began to tremble violently. Xiao Feng ignored her, kneading Chen Ling's plump buttocks forcefully, his waist convulsing like a storm, the sounds of "slap slap" echoing throughout the room.
"oh……"
Chen Ling let out a long, trembling moan. The excruciating pleasure made her feel like she was suffocating. Every part of her body felt incredibly pleasurable, her vulva felt like it was melting, and her pubic hair felt like it was being burned. "Ah...ha!"
The pleasure came swiftly and overwhelmingly, and she murmured as she was brought to orgasm, her vaginal muscles contracting and spasming like a child suckling at a breast.
Xiao Feng's mind went blank at this moment. His thoughts and will were focused on his lower abdomen, which was given a completely masculine meaning. The instinct to conquer made Xiao Feng grit his teeth and persevere. Although Chen Ling's vaginal mucosa was incredibly hot, and her vaginal muscles were squeezing and pressing, trying to flatten him and force him to ejaculate, he held his head high, inhaling the fishy and foul air. His youthful strength was not exhausted, but new strength was already emerging. He imagined himself in the sprint stage of a five-thousand-meter race, bursting out his last bit of strength from his pores.
"It leaked again..."
Chen Ling felt waves of climax coming one after another, one after another. She had just escaped one vortex when she was quickly swept into another, with no time to react.
"No, I don't want it anymore—"
Chen Ling begged for mercy, her soul seemed to be shaking and about to leave her body, she trembled uncontrollably.
"Xiao Feng, please—please!"
Her voice was hoarse and weak. Suddenly, she fell into an abyss. The wind howled in her ears and she saw a dazzling white light.
Xiao Feng felt like a cannon, gunpowder fully loaded, fuse burned out, "Fire!"
He thrust forward with all his might, even letting out a majestic shout, like a high and mighty general. Chen Ling was pushed away by a great force, and Xiao Feng's penis, with its urethral opening bulging, shot out hot white semen, which "splattered" onto Chen Ling's full-moon-sized buttocks.
"I'll fuck you to death!"
He thought to himself fiercely, feeling as proud as if he had won a battle.
*** *** *** After a long while, the two finished tidying up, embraced each other, and whispered to each other. Suddenly, Chen Ling burst into tears: "Xiao Feng, tell me, isn't Auntie a bad woman? Isn't she?"
"It wasn't your aunt, it was your uncle who betrayed you first!"
Xiao Feng was caught off guard and quickly hugged Chen Ling, supporting her back and comforting her.
Chen Ling abruptly broke free from his embrace, gripped his hand tightly, and looked at him with a hint of despair in her eyes. "I know it's wrong for us to be like this, but... but I'm so happy, so incredibly happy..."
She cried out, burying her head in Xiao Feng's arms, tears streaming down her face, her eyes and nose red, and she eventually choked up and couldn't speak.
"Auntie, I swear, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, or else I'll die—"
Xiao Feng also shed tears. He felt as if his heart had been split in two, one half with Chen Ling, both trembling slightly.
Chen Ling reached out and covered Xiao Feng's mouth, "I believe you, I believe you..."
The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes, embracing tightly as if wanting to meld into one another, forever intertwined...

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