The slut I met on the bus

New Year's Day Story: This morning, the sun was high in the sky, a warm day for winter. I should have been enjoying a sunny day on the balcony, but I was feeling a bit down. I won't go into details, but to cheer myself up, I decided to leave the city and get away for a while. Soon after, I boarded a fast bus to Q city. I, who don't usually smoke, lit a cigarette. While idly blowing smoke rings, the driver's loud calls for passengers, the haggling between ticket sellers and passengers—the constant chatter and noise only made me more irritable, resulting in a gloomy expression, as if everyone owed me a debt. Passengers who boarded, seeing my expression, didn't sit next to me but found other seats. However, some people, oblivious to the situation, tried to sit next to me, but I glared at them and they obediently moved to the back. The bus stopped for a long time to accommodate more passengers, and the passengers, growing impatient, urged the driver to move on. The driver, unable to provoke the crowd, glanced at the empty seat next to me, opened his mouth to say something, but met my fiery gaze and swallowed his words. He obediently started the car, and just as he was about to leave, a taxi pulled up beside him; it was undoubtedly for a passenger. As soon as she got in, I noticed her. She was very pretty, especially her complexion, fair with a rosy glow. She was holding a one-year-old child. If it weren't for her telling the child not to bite their hands, saying that Mommy didn't like it, I would have thought the child wasn't hers! It seemed I was lucky; this beautiful young woman sat right next to me. Because she was holding a child, she sat very close to me, her thigh easily resting against mine. She was squeezing me in! Trying to take my seat. With such intimate skin-to-skin contact, I stared at her. The young woman noticed me looking at her, smiled at me with her red lips, and then apologized apologetically, "Sorry, did I crowd you?" I wondered who was apologetic! I didn't respond to her kind apology. I looked out the window, ignoring her. Her well-intentioned apology had been met with a cold shoulder, but she didn't seem to mind. After settling in, she started playing with the child. I, who had intended to be quiet, couldn't help but look over after hearing the "pop" sound of her kissing the child's cheek. I saw the mother and child playing happily; the young woman's lips were occasionally sucking on the child's fidgeting fingers, her rosy cheeks beaming with a happy smile. "Baby, look at the cows outside!" she explained, holding the little hand of her babbling child. The child seemed to understand her, laughing and giggling intermittently. The child laughed, she laughed, and as I watched, the corners of my mouth curved upwards. The young woman noticed me watching them and smiled at me gracefully. That smile was as warm as the winter sun, melting the icy chill in my heart. For some reason, even this lecherous man felt embarrassed; perhaps it was a sense of shame in the face of this mother and child enjoying their family bliss. Noticing my embarrassment, her smile remained, and she pressed her cheek against the child's. She said with a laugh, "This is Uncle!" Good heavens! My face burned. If the heat was from blushing, it was a humiliating disgrace for a lecherous man like me. Deciding to teach her a lesson, I moved my fingers resting on my leg, seeking stimulation by touching her thigh. The innocent child cried out "Ya~ Ya~ Waa~ Waa!" at me, her little face flushed with laughter. Behind her little head was her mother's approving smile. I, the lecherous man, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and stopped my advance, letting the back of my hand touch her thigh muscle. For the first time, I had a pang of conscience; I didn't want to sexually harass this mother, so I closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep. But the laughter of the mother and child, and her thigh occasionally moving closer, lightly touching my arm, constantly bothering me—good heavens! The wolf suddenly had a change of heart and finally gave up on his prey, but little did he know that the prey had already decided on the wolf. "Smack!" A small hand slapped my face. It didn't hurt, but I couldn't keep up the act anymore. I opened my eyes and looked at the young woman. I saw her covering her mouth with one hand, chuckling. Seeing her rosy lips and pearly teeth peeking through her slender fingers, I was stunned. Seeing my foolish expression, the woman seemed to be struggling to suppress her laughter, looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I got your face dirty!" What? Dirty? I hurriedly looked at the child's hand, and my face probably turned as red as a bitter gourd. There was a lot of clear liquid on the child's hand; it must have been saliva. The child seemed to know he was wrong, and like his mother, he lowered his head. I couldn't bring myself to get angry, so I had to admit defeat! "It's okay!" I said, trying to sound magnanimous, when she suddenly reached out towards my face. This action easily triggered a strong reaction in me. I quickly raised my right hand and grabbed her wrist. After restraining her hand, I asked her with a sense of urgency, "What are you doing?" "It's dirty there, I'm cleaning it for you." Seeing the tissue clutched in my hand, I understood her intention. Embarrassed, I released her hand, the warm, jade-like feel of her wrist still lingering in my palm. "No need, I can do it myself..." Before I could finish, her gentle hand was already on my face, her delicate, jade-like fingers touching my cheek. Her body moved closer, and through her open black cotton-padded jacket, the rounded shape of her gray woolen undershirt came into view. I saw that her erection tremble slightly with the movement of her hand. My breathing became heavy, and my lower body reacted, creating a tent in my pants. Thinking about my unsightly state, I became uneasy, afraid she would see and laugh at me. I even considered covering myself with my hand, but then I realized that would be like protesting too much. The only way to escape this predicament was to stay calm. She wouldn't notice—she wouldn't notice! After the young woman withdrew her hand, her eyes remained intently fixed on my face. She must have been checking if anything was still clean, but I was afraid of her gaze. Feeling guilty, I lowered my head, secretly glancing at her heaving chest. It was covered up; her son had fallen asleep sometime earlier, his little face resting against his mother's breast, his little hand covering it. The resulting indentation was even more alluring, and my breathing became heavier. Warm breaths filled the air around us. Sensing my change, the young woman's eyes scanned my entire body, quickly noticing my erection. I expected her to look down on me or glare at me. But her expression didn't change; she still smiled at me, only her smile deepened. "Can you do me a favor?" "Help—okay—how?" Now that she was asking for my help, I was naturally flattered and agreed, watching the change in her fair and beautiful face. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Hold my baby for a bit." Without asking why she wanted me to hold the baby, I took him without a word. She laughed again, and my bones went weak. After smiling, she stood up and gently took off her coat. Her profile was so sexy, her curves revealing her peach-shaped breasts rising under her pubic hair, and her pert buttocks encased in jeans. Her sexy figure flashed before my eyes, and her fragrance wafted over. She covered me, who was holding the baby, with her coat, including my crotch, to hide my embarrassing state. Just as I was about to say something to her, a hand reached out from under her clothes. It was her hand, which should have been taking the baby, but it went to the wrong place and landed on my erection. "Hmm~" I thought she must have made a mistake, and I lowered my head in embarrassment for my wicked thoughts. When her hand touched my lower abdomen and pulled down my zipper, I realized she was doing it on purpose. I looked at her in surprise, her watery eyes filled with lust. From her eyes, her heaving breasts, and the hand that had already reached into my underwear and was holding my penis, I finally understood the situation. The wolf had finally encountered the mother wolf. Who cares what kind of wolf she is? Her slender fingers hooked around my testicles. Her palm rubbed against my penis, and I almost cried out in pleasure, but we were on the bus, so I held back. This scene reminded me of when I groped a young woman's buttocks on the bus, and she was afraid of being heard and kept quiet. Satisfied with my cooperation, her hand began to grasp my penis, pressing my glans with her thumb. It was already wet. After rubbing it a few times, she started to move her hand around my penis. I kept watching her face; she was staring at me intently, her beautiful eyes filled with lust. With each movement under her clothes, her eyes and breathing changed. Gradually, her breathing became heavier, and her eyes deepened. And I reached my climax! My semen filled her hand, and stained my pants and her clothes. Afterwards, we both fell silent. She was the first to recover, taking out a tissue and handing it to my hand, which was still holding my limp penis. That hand gently cleaned the grime from the sides of my penis. After using up a pack, she made sure it was clean, then gently tucked my limp penis back into the zipper and zipped it up. This wanton woman possessed a tender heart; her meticulous care filled me with a feeling of happiness! Afterwards, we were both silent! I kept guessing about her profession—a prostitute, a mistress, definitely not a respectable woman. Otherwise, why would she be so promiscuous? "My God—this is insane!"Hearing her mutter to herself, I looked at her and saw her head down, muttering to herself. I felt something was off, but I couldn't say anything! The car continued moving forward, and the baby beside me was snoring sweetly. Finally, we arrived! I had to get off. I stood up and looked at the young woman who had been masturbating me. After hesitating for a moment, I decided to leave. She lowered her head and softly asked, "Going to my house?" Her words were like heavenly music, a warm breeze. Of course, I obeyed without question and was about to sit down when she said, "I'm here too, get off first!" Hearing this, I quickly stood up again, took her child, and followed behind her. The beauty turned around and smiled, "Silly girl!" I was stunned, my soul seemed to fly away, and I followed her lightly! After getting into the taxi, she took the initiative to hug my waist, pressing her full breasts against me. Oh my god—it made me tremble all over, and she trembled too, laughing uncontrollably! Wow! Entering her house, I was stunned by the decor and furnishings—it was so beautiful. Seeing my surprised expression, she smiled gently. She put her arm around mine and led me to the bedroom, making me feel like the man of the house, in his private world with his wife and child. "Give me the baby." The woman's voice pulled me back from my reverie. I grinned foolishly and handed her the baby. Watching her carefully take the child, her eyes filled with such pure innocence, I felt an urge to leave. But fate seemed to have other plans; my feet wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her voluptuous body against mine. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for some reason, but they won't kiss, because that's something only love can ignite. I'd tried to kiss a few prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems that kissing truly requires love to ignite; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. Yet this young woman so easily gave them to me. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip clung to her lower. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the force of the contraction causing her to open her eyes, still immersed in the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for the spark in each other's hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, only then reluctantly pulling away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate, red lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Her expression froze for a moment after hearing my question, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She placed her hand on my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught a fleeting change in her expression, but I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble slightly against my chest, and then she looked up at me with the same beautiful gaze, but without a trace of emotion. "Let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you wash!" Since she didn't want to answer, I didn't force her. I took her hand and followed her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered outside like snowflakes. Two pale bodies embraced each other, rolling into the bathtub. Naked and intertwined, my desire surpassed reason. As we rolled in the tub, I thrust my erect penis into her, begging for pleasure. Surrounded by steam, we began a passionate kiss, but just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my pent-up desire, I groaned in pain, "I want it... give it to me?" In my desperation, she gripped my penis tightly, preventing it from advancing an inch. She parted her red lips and gently bit my ear, whispering, "Don't get excited, I'll serve you!" Then she licked my earlobe with her tongue, a strange, ticklish sensation spreading throughout my body. I liked it; I was starting to like this feeling, even more pleasurable than the sensation of my penis inside her. "Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! It's this!" I began to groan uncontrollably under her ministrations, like a dog in heat! After washing her front, she sat behind me, embracing me. Her full breasts pressed against my back, gently rubbing against me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis, gently applying lotion, her thumb teasing my bright red glans. "Ahhh...it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had been playfully pinching my testicles, laughed uproariously behind me, her laughter as alluring as a lily of the valley. "Oh!" I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, my semen quickly floating to the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water, I slowly turned around and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore, I'm sorry, I'm useless?" Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me: "Finally clean, carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't say goodbye abruptly. I silently picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool, warm water spread across our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed off the foam, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I timidly said, "I really can't go on anymore, don't help me wash anymore, I'm going home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she clearly said, word by word, "You're very strong, really~ the most powerful man I've ever seen~" "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" Stronger than her husband—those words spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you're done, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the definite answer, I carried her soft body into her and her husband's bedroom. Two white bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, entered her, and after a moment of gentle embrace, the semen inside me unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I was completely powerless. I groaned, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips met mine again, and I coldly returned the kiss, slowly beginning a passionate return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I looked at the blue pill held in her delicate fingers—was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing made me truly sad. Did I, a young man, really have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women?! I wanted to get angry, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my anger subsided. I silently took the pill. At that moment, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, seeing the cup fall from her hand, I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon had become. Looking at this wanton woman, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire as she stared at my lower body. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked towards the bed. She didn't go directly to me, but circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! Daring to challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body and ravaged her mercilessly. Since forcing myself inside her, I hadn't pulled back even once, each time with maximum force and speed, forcing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, after she had several orgasms, the effects of the drug wore off, and I exhausted myself, ejaculating. I drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up wearily, feeling someone teasing my armpit. A beautiful young woman's body was pressed against my chest, her eyes filled with desire. "You're very strong, I..." Her sweet voice sounded like a devil's call. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!The car wheels continued moving forward, and the baby beside me emitted sweet snores. Finally, we arrived! I had to get off. I stood up, looking at the young woman who had been masturbating me. After hesitating for a moment, I decided to leave. She lowered her head and softly asked, "Want to go to my house?" Her words were like heavenly music, a warm breeze blowing. Of course, I obeyed without question, and was about to sit down when she said, "I'm here too, get off first!" Hearing this, I quickly stood up again, took her child, and followed behind her. The beautiful woman turned around and smiled, "Silly boy!" I was stunned, my soul seemed to fly away, and I followed her lightly! Once in the taxi, she proactively put her arm around my waist, pressing her full breasts against me—it was awful! It made me tremble all over, and she trembled along with me, laughing uncontrollably! Wow! Entering her house, I was stunned by the decor and furnishings; it was so beautiful. Seeing my surprised expression, she smiled gently. With my arms tucked into my sleeves, I walked towards the bedroom, feeling like the man of the house, living in a world of three with his wife and child. "Give me the baby." The woman's voice pulled me back from my reverie. I grinned foolishly and handed her the baby. Watching her carefully take the child, her eyes filled with such pure innocence as she looked at the baby, I felt an urge to leave. But fate seemed to have other plans; my feet wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her full body against mine. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for some reason, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss several prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. And now this young woman had given them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the grip causing her to open her eyes, still lost in the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for the spark in our hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate, crimson lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Her expression froze for a moment after hearing my question, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She leaned against my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression; I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble for a moment as she leaned against my chest. Her eyes, though still beautiful, held a deep, unwavering emotion. "Let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you wash!" Since she didn't want to answer, I didn't force her. I took her hand and led her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered like snowflakes outside. Two pale bodies embraced, rolling into the tub. Naked, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I tumbled into the tub, my erect penis begged her for more. Surrounded by steam, we passionately kissed, but just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my pent-up desire, I groaned, "I want it... give it to me?" In my desperation, she gripped my penis tightly, preventing it from advancing even an inch. She opened her red lips and gently nibbled my ear, whispering, "Don't get excited, I'll serve you!" Then she stuck out her tongue and licked my earlobe, a strange, ticklish sensation spreading from my ear throughout my body. I liked it; I was starting to like this feeling, even more comfortable than the feeling of my penis inside me. "Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! It's this!" I began to itch uncontrollably under her ministrations, barking like a dog in heat! After washing her front, she sat behind me, embracing me. Her full breasts pressed against my back, gently rubbing against me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis and began to gently rub it, her thumb teasing my scarlet glans. "Ahhhhhh... it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had mischievously pinched my testicles, laughed wildly behind me, her laughter like the allure of a lily of the valley. "Ohhhhhh!" I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, the semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water's surface, I slowly turned my head and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry, I'm useless." Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me. "Finally clean. Carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't want to say goodbye abruptly. Silently, I picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool water flowed over our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed the soap off me, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I said timidly, "I really can't do it anymore. Don't help me wash anymore. I'll go home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she said clearly, word by word, "You're very strong, really—the most powerful man I've ever seen." "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" The words "bigger than her husband's" spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you are, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the confirmation, I carried her soft body into their bedroom. Two pale bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, gently embraced her after penetrating her, but the semen unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I had no strength left. I said in frustration, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips kissed me again. I coldly replied, slowly beginning a passionate kiss in return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I stared at the blue pill she held in her delicate fingers. Was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing filled me with despair. Was I, in my youth, really going to have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women? I was about to explode in anger, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my rage subsided. I silently took the pill. Just then, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me some water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, I saw the glass fall from her hand, and I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon was. I looked at this wanton woman, staring at my crotch in surprise, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked to the bedside. She didn't go directly to me; she just circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! How dare she challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body, pinned her down, and brutally ravaged her. Since forcing my way in, I hadn't pulled back even once; every thrust was with maximum force, tearing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, causing her to ejaculate several times until the drug wore off. Exhausted, I ejaculated and drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up exhausted, feeling someone teasing me under my armpit. A beautiful young woman was gazing at me with teasing eyes, her body pressed against my chest. "You are very strong, I..." The pleasant voice sounded like a call to the devil. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!The car wheels continued moving forward, and the baby beside me emitted sweet snores. Finally, we arrived! I had to get off. I stood up, looking at the young woman who had been masturbating me. After hesitating for a moment, I decided to leave. She lowered her head and softly asked, "Want to go to my house?" Her words were like heavenly music, a warm breeze blowing. Of course, I obeyed without question, and was about to sit down when she said, "I'm here too, get off first!" Hearing this, I quickly stood up again, took her child, and followed behind her. The beautiful woman turned around and smiled, "Silly boy!" I was stunned, my soul seemed to fly away, and I followed her lightly! Once in the taxi, she proactively put her arm around my waist, pressing her full breasts against me—it was awful! It made me tremble all over, and she trembled along with me, laughing uncontrollably! Wow! Entering her house, I was stunned by the decor and furnishings; it was so beautiful. Seeing my surprised expression, she smiled gently. With my arms tucked into my sleeves, I walked towards the bedroom, feeling like the man of the house, living in a world of three with his wife and child. "Give me the baby." The woman's voice pulled me back from my reverie. I grinned foolishly and handed her the baby. Watching her carefully take the child, her eyes filled with such pure innocence as she looked at the baby, I felt an urge to leave. But fate seemed to have other plans; my feet wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her full body against mine. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for some reason, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss several prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. And now this young woman had given them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the grip causing her to open her eyes, still lost in the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for the spark in our hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate, crimson lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Her expression froze for a moment after hearing my question, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She leaned against my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression; I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble for a moment as she leaned against my chest. Her eyes, though still beautiful, held a deep, unwavering emotion. "Let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you wash!" Since she didn't want to answer, I didn't force her. I took her hand and led her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered like snowflakes outside. Two pale bodies embraced, rolling into the tub. Naked, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I tumbled into the tub, my erect penis begged her for more. Surrounded by steam, we passionately kissed, but just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my pent-up desire, I groaned, "I want it... give it to me?" In my desperation, she gripped my penis tightly, preventing it from advancing even an inch. She opened her red lips and gently nibbled my ear, whispering, "Don't get excited, I'll serve you!" Then she stuck out her tongue and licked my earlobe, a strange, ticklish sensation spreading from my ear throughout my body. I liked it; I was starting to like this feeling, even more comfortable than the feeling of my penis inside me. "Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! It's this!" I began to itch uncontrollably under her ministrations, barking like a dog in heat! After washing her front, she sat behind me, embracing me. Her full breasts pressed against my back, gently rubbing against me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis and began to gently rub it, her thumb teasing my scarlet glans. "Ahhhhhh... it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had mischievously pinched my testicles, laughed wildly behind me, her laughter like the allure of a lily of the valley. "Ohhhhhh!" I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, the semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water's surface, I slowly turned my head and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry, I'm useless." Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me. "Finally clean. Carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't want to say goodbye abruptly. Silently, I picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool water flowed over our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed the soap off me, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I said timidly, "I really can't do it anymore. Don't help me wash anymore. I'll go home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she said clearly, word by word, "You're very strong, really—the most powerful man I've ever seen." "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" The words "bigger than her husband's" spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you are, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the confirmation, I carried her soft body into their bedroom. Two pale bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, gently embraced her after penetrating her, but the semen unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I had no strength left. I said in frustration, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips kissed me again. I coldly replied, slowly beginning a passionate kiss in return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I stared at the blue pill she held in her delicate fingers. Was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing filled me with despair. Was I, in my youth, really going to have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women? I was about to explode in anger, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my rage subsided. I silently took the pill. Just then, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me some water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, I saw the glass fall from her hand, and I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon was. I looked at this wanton woman, staring at my crotch in surprise, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked to the bedside. She didn't go directly to me; she just circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! How dare she challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body, pinned her down, and brutally ravaged her. Since forcing my way in, I hadn't pulled back even once; every thrust was with maximum force, tearing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, causing her to ejaculate several times until the drug wore off. Exhausted, I ejaculated and drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up exhausted, feeling someone teasing me under my armpit. A beautiful young woman was gazing at me with teasing eyes, her body pressed against my chest. "You are very strong, I..." The pleasant voice sounded like a call to the devil. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!"I've arrived too, get out first!" Hearing this, I hurriedly stood up again, took her child, and followed behind her. The beautiful woman turned around and smiled, "Silly!" I was stunned, my soul seemed to fly away, and I followed her lightly! After getting into the taxi, she took the initiative to put her arm around my waist, pressing her full breasts against me, oh my god~ It made me shake all over, and she shook along with me, laughing uncontrollably! Wow~ Entering her house, I was stunned by the decoration and furnishings, it was so beautiful. Seeing my surprised look, she smiled gently. She put her arm around mine and walked towards the bedroom, making me feel like the man of this house, in a world of three with his wife and child. "Give me the child." The woman's voice pulled me back from my dream, and I handed the child over with a silly smile. Watching her carefully take the child, the look in her eyes as she looked at the baby was so sacred, I had the urge to leave, but it was as if fate had decreed it, and my feet just wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her voluptuous body against me. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for some reason, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss a few prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. Now, this young woman gave them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking about these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the grip drawing her eyes open from the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for sparks in our hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then I reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Her expression froze for a moment after hearing my question, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She rested her hand on my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression, but I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble slightly against my chest, then she looked up at me with the same beautiful gaze, but without a trace of emotion. "Let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you wash up!" Since she didn't want to answer, I didn't force her, taking her hand and leading her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered outside like snowflakes. Two pale, white bodies embraced and rolled into the bathtub. Naked and intertwined, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I tumbled in the tub, my erect penis begged her for pleasure. Surrounded by steam, we passionately kissed, but just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my pent-up desire, I groaned in pain, "I want it... give it to me?" In my desperation, she gripped my penis with one hand, preventing it from advancing an inch. She parted her red lips and gently bit my ear, whispering, "Don't get excited, I'll serve you!" Then she licked my earlobe with her tongue, the strange, ticklish sensation spreading throughout my body. I liked it, I was starting to like this feeling, even more pleasurable than the sensation of my penis penetrating her. "Ah ... Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis and began to gently rub it in, her thumb teasing my bright red glans. "Ahhh...it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had been playfully pinching my testicles, laughed hysterically behind me, her laughter as alluring as a lily of the valley. "Oh!" I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated, the semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water, I slowly turned around and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore, I'm sorry, I'm useless?" Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me: "Finally clean, carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't say goodbye abruptly. I silently picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool, warm water spread over our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed off the foam, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I timidly said, "I really can't go on anymore, don't help me wash anymore, I'm going home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she clearly said, word by word, "You're very strong, really~ the most powerful man I've ever seen~" "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" Stronger than her husband—those words spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you're done, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the definite answer, I carried her soft body into her and her husband's bedroom. Two white bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, entered her, and after a moment of gentle embrace, the semen inside me unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I was completely powerless. I groaned, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips met mine again, and I coldly returned the kiss, slowly beginning a passionate return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I looked at the blue pill held in her delicate fingers—was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing made me truly sad. Did I, a young man, really have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women?! I wanted to get angry, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my anger subsided. I silently took the pill. At that moment, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, seeing the cup fall from her hand, I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon had become. Looking at this wanton woman, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire as she stared at my lower body. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked towards the bed. She didn't go directly to me, but circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! Daring to challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body and ravaged her mercilessly. Since forcing myself inside her, I hadn't pulled back even once, each time with maximum force and speed, forcing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, after she had several orgasms, the effects of the drug wore off, and I exhausted myself, ejaculating. I drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up wearily, feeling someone teasing my armpit. A beautiful young woman's body was pressed against my chest, her eyes filled with desire. "You're very strong, I..." Her sweet voice sounded like a devil's call. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!"I've arrived too, get out first!" Hearing this, I hurriedly stood up again, took her child, and followed behind her. The beautiful woman turned around and smiled, "Silly!" I was stunned, my soul seemed to fly away, and I followed her lightly! After getting into the taxi, she took the initiative to put her arm around my waist, pressing her full breasts against me, oh my god~ It made me shake all over, and she shook along with me, laughing uncontrollably! Wow~ Entering her house, I was stunned by the decoration and furnishings, it was so beautiful. Seeing my surprised look, she smiled gently. She put her arm around mine and walked towards the bedroom, making me feel like the man of this house, in a world of three with his wife and child. "Give me the child." The woman's voice pulled me back from my dream, and I handed the child over with a silly smile. Watching her carefully take the child, the look in her eyes as she looked at the baby was so sacred, I had the urge to leave, but it was as if fate had decreed it, and my feet just wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her voluptuous body against me. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for some reason, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss a few prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. Now, this young woman gave them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking about these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the grip drawing her eyes open from the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for sparks in our hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then I reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Her expression froze for a moment after hearing my question, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She rested her hand on my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression, but I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble slightly against my chest, then she looked up at me with the same beautiful gaze, but without a trace of emotion. "Let's go to the bathroom, I'll help you wash up!" Since she didn't want to answer, I didn't force her, taking her hand and leading her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered outside like snowflakes. Two pale, white bodies embraced and rolled into the bathtub. Naked and intertwined, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I tumbled in the tub, my erect penis begged her for pleasure. Surrounded by steam, we passionately kissed, but just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my pent-up desire, I groaned in pain, "I want it... give it to me?" In my desperation, she gripped my penis with one hand, preventing it from advancing an inch. She parted her red lips and gently bit my ear, whispering, "Don't get excited, I'll serve you!" Then she licked my earlobe with her tongue, the strange, ticklish sensation spreading throughout my body. I liked it, I was starting to like this feeling, even more pleasurable than the sensation of my penis penetrating her. "Ah ... Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis and began to gently rub it in, her thumb teasing my bright red glans. "Ahhh...it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had been playfully pinching my testicles, laughed hysterically behind me, her laughter as alluring as a lily of the valley. "Oh!" I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated, the semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water, I slowly turned around and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore, I'm sorry, I'm useless?" Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me: "Finally clean, carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't say goodbye abruptly. I silently picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool, warm water spread over our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed off the foam, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I timidly said, "I really can't go on anymore, don't help me wash anymore, I'm going home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she clearly said, word by word, "You're very strong, really~ the most powerful man I've ever seen~" "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" Stronger than her husband—those words spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you're done, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the definite answer, I carried her soft body into her and her husband's bedroom. Two white bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, entered her, and after a moment of gentle embrace, the semen inside me unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I was completely powerless. I groaned, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips met mine again, and I coldly returned the kiss, slowly beginning a passionate return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I looked at the blue pill held in her delicate fingers—was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing made me truly sad. Did I, a young man, really have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women?! I wanted to get angry, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my anger subsided. I silently took the pill. At that moment, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, seeing the cup fall from her hand, I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon had become. Looking at this wanton woman, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire as she stared at my lower body. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked towards the bed. She didn't go directly to me, but circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! Daring to challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body and ravaged her mercilessly. Since forcing myself inside her, I hadn't pulled back even once, each time with maximum force and speed, forcing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, after she had several orgasms, the effects of the drug wore off, and I exhausted myself, ejaculating. I drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up wearily, feeling someone teasing my armpit. A beautiful young woman's body was pressed against my chest, her eyes filled with desire. "You're very strong, I..." Her sweet voice sounded like a devil's call. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!"Give me the child." The woman's voice pulled me back from my reverie. I grinned foolishly and handed the child over. Watching her carefully take the baby, her eyes filled with such pure innocence, I felt an urge to leave. But fate seemed to have other plans; my feet wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her voluptuous body against mine. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for various reasons, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss several prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. Now, this young woman had given them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking about these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the force of the contraction causing her to open her eyes, still lost in the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for the spark in each other's hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then I reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate, crimson lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Upon hearing my question, her expression froze for a moment, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She rested her hand on my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression; I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble for a moment, then she looked up at me with eyes that were still beautiful, but without a trace of emotion. “Let’s go to the bathroom, I’ll help you wash up!” Since she didn’t want to answer the question, I didn’t force her. I took her hand and followed her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered outside like snowflakes. Two white bodies embraced each other and rolled into the bathtub. Naked and intertwined, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I rolled around in the tub, I thrust my erect penis into her, begging for pleasure. Surrounded by steam, we began to kiss passionately. Just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my lust, I groaned in pain, “I want it… give it to me?” In my desperation, she grabbed my penis with one hand, preventing it from going any further. She opened her red lips and gently bit my ear, whispering, “Don’t get excited, I’ll serve you!” Then she stuck out her tongue and licked my earlobe. The ticklish, strange feeling spread from my ear to my whole body. I liked it. I started to like this feeling. It was even more comfortable than the feeling of my penis penetrating her. "Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh, it's this!" I began to throb uncontrollably under her ministrations, barking like a dog in heat! After washing her front, she sat behind me, embracing me. Her full breasts pressed against my back, gently rubbing against me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis, gently applying lotion, her thumb teasing my bright red glans. "Ahhhhh, it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had mischievously pinched my testicles, laughed hysterically behind me, her laughter as alluring as a lily of the valley. "Oh!" I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, my semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the water's surface, I slowly turned my head and said to the still smiling woman with a sense of inferiority, "I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry, I'm useless." Her gentle hand lifted my chin, her eyes still so beautiful as she looked at me. "Finally clean. Carry me to rinse off." Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I didn't want to say goodbye abruptly. Silently, I picked her up and carried her to the showerhead. She turned on the shower, and the cool water flowed over our naked bodies. After I put her down, she carefully washed the soap off me, touching every inch of my skin with such care. The more tender she was to me, the more ashamed I felt. I said timidly, "I really can't do it anymore. Don't help me wash anymore. I'll go home now." Sensing my current feelings of inferiority, she slowly stood up, her gentle eyes looking at me as she said clearly, word by word, "You're very strong, really—the most powerful man I've ever seen." "Really?" Although my intuition told me she was lying, I began to feel confident. "Really, and your penis is much bigger than my husband's!" The words "bigger than her husband's" spurred me on. My penis regained its hardness, and I happily picked her up. "Are you done washing? If you are, I'll carry you to the bedroom." "Yes!" Hearing the confirmation, I carried her soft body into their bedroom. Two pale bodies rolled on her bed. My penis, regaining some confidence, gently embraced her after penetrating her, but the semen unexpectedly leaked out again. I remembered the first time I was with a prostitute, I couldn't ejaculate for a whole hour. Why had I lost so many times in such a short time today? Her serpentine body climbed onto my back again, teasing me with her delicate skin, but I had no strength left. I said in frustration, "I...I'm so embarrassed...I..." Her lips kissed me again. I coldly replied, slowly beginning a passionate kiss in return! The passionate kiss only ended when she appeared before me with a blue pill in her hand. I stared at the blue pill she held in her delicate fingers. Was that the legendary Viagra? Seeing that thing filled me with despair. Was I, in my youth, really going to have to take aphrodisiacs to seduce women? I was about to explode in anger, but seeing her spring-like eyes and smooth skin, my rage subsided. I silently took the pill. Just then, she got out of bed, naked, and brought me some water from the water dispenser. Before she even brought the water, I swallowed the blue pill. When she turned to face me, I saw the glass fall from her hand, and I knew the pill's power. Without even looking down, I knew how formidable my weapon was. I looked at this wanton woman, staring at my crotch in surprise, her eyes filled with fear and passionate desire. Her round breasts trembled as she slowly walked to the bedside. She didn't go directly to me; she just circled the bed, her eyes fixed on my penis. Scared now? That damned woman drugged me! How dare she challenge my male dignity! I'll punish you! I'll torture you! In my rage, I showed no mercy. I grabbed her beautiful body, pinned her down, and brutally ravaged her. Since forcing my way in, I hadn't pulled back even once; every thrust was with maximum force, tearing open her pink flesh! Hearing her whimpering moans, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she frantically scratched my back with her hands, leaving marks without a trace of tenderness. The tender lovemaking ended in our climax, causing her to ejaculate several times until the drug wore off. Exhausted, I ejaculated and drifted off to sleep. I don't know when, but I woke up exhausted, feeling someone teasing me under my armpit. A beautiful young woman was gazing at me with teasing eyes, her body pressed against my chest. "You are very strong, I..." The pleasant voice sounded like a call to the devil. When I saw the blue pill she was playing with in her hand, I groaned in pain!"Give me the child." The woman's voice pulled me back from my reverie. I grinned foolishly and handed the child over. Watching her carefully take the baby, her eyes filled with such pure innocence, I felt an urge to leave. But fate seemed to have other plans; my feet wouldn't move. After settling the baby, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her voluptuous body against mine. She offered her lips, and I accepted her kiss without resistance—my first kiss! I wasn't a virgin, but I'd never kissed a woman before. Many people say that men and women can have physical relations for various reasons, but they won't kiss, because that can only be sparked by love. I'd tried to kiss several prostitutes, but they all refused. It seems kissing truly requires love; even women who sell their bodies cherish their lips. Now, this young woman had given them to me so easily. I gently sucked and nibbled at her tender tongue, my upper lip pressed against her lower lip. We kissed passionately, oblivious to everything else! My excited heart was filled with countless questions: "She kissed me? Does she love me? Could she possibly love me? Does she have a husband? Children? Would I love her? Is she someone else's wife? Someone else's wife?" Thinking about these questions, I felt for the first time that loving intercourse was about to begin! The arms wrapped around her slender waist tightened, the force of the contraction causing her to open her eyes, still lost in the passionate kiss. We gazed at each other, searching for the spark in each other's hearts! The passionate kiss continued until I was breathless, then I reluctantly pulled away from her alluring red lips. Gazing silently at her delicate, crimson lips, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you love me?" Upon hearing my question, her expression froze for a moment, then vanished with a spring-like smile. She rested her hand on my chest and said, "Silly!" I caught the fleeting change in her expression; I couldn't understand it. That didn't matter because I understood myself. "I love you!" I felt the woman's shoulders tremble for a moment, then she looked up at me with eyes that were still beautiful, but without a trace of emotion. “Let’s go to the bathroom, I’ll help you wash up!” Since she didn’t want to answer the question, I didn’t force her. I took her hand and followed her into the bathroom. The high temperature quickly filled the bathroom with steam, and our clothes scattered outside like snowflakes. Two white bodies embraced each other and rolled into the bathtub. Naked and intertwined, my lust overwhelmed my reason. As I rolled around in the tub, I thrust my erect penis into her, begging for pleasure. Surrounded by steam, we began to kiss passionately. Just as I was about to penetrate her, she stopped me! Unable to release my lust, I groaned in pain, “I want it… give it to me?” In my desperation, she grabbed my penis with one hand, preventing it from going any further. She opened her red lips and gently bit my ear, whispering, “Don’t get excited, I’ll serve you!” Then she stuck out her tongue and licked my earlobe. The ticklish, strange feeling spread from my ear to my whole body. I liked it. I started to like this feeling. It was even more comfortable than the feeling of my penis penetrating her. "Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh, it's this!" I began to throb uncontrollably under her ministrations, barking like a dog in heat! After washing her front, she sat behind me, embracing me. Her full breasts pressed against my back, gently rubbing against me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Her small, foamy hands moved to my erect penis, gently applying lotion, her thumb teasing my bright red glans. "Ahhhhh, it hurts..." As I cried out in pain, she, who had mischievously pinched my testicles, laughed hysterically behind me, her laughter as alluring as a lily of the valley. "Oh!" I finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, my semen quickly floating on the surface of the water. Looking at the semen scattered on the w

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