What is a slut?

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What is a slut? This is what a slut is. She doesn't need to be taught; she's born knowing. I could tell Wang Ke's blowjob technique was mediocre, even clumsy. She herself said it was her first time fully engaged and trying it completely; before, she'd only done a perfunctory lick. Actually, I've never really liked oral sex; I feel like my penis is in danger. This feeling is strange; it seems I lack a sense of security. But when Wang Ke gave me oral sex, I didn't feel that way. On the contrary, it was incredibly stimulating. I've never understood my own psychology. When I suggested going deeper, Wang Ke didn't hesitate and gave me a deep throat.
After a little guidance from me, Wang Ke's oral sex became much smoother. Oh, right, I haven't finished explaining what a slut is yet. Wang Ke, under my guidance, gave me a blowjob for a while, then turned her white, pert little buttocks towards me. Heh, it seems this little slut isn't one to suffer a loss. However, I was still a bit hesitant because I ejaculated inside her two times. After all, swallowing my own semen again is a bit hard for me to accept. I've never done that before; thinking about it, it's really hard to accept. So, I just symbolically kissed and caressed her white, perfunctory buttocks, using my fingers instead of my tongue.
Finger stimulation of a woman's body doesn't produce pleasure, but I enjoy it immensely; the sadistic feeling makes me very excited. While Wang Ke was giving me blowjobs, I used my fingers to dig into her cunt, and the semen I had ejaculated earlier was pushed out by her freshly secreted vaginal fluid. I must say, Wang Ke's cunt is absolutely top-notch. Perhaps it's because she's young or because she's a rare find, but almost no semen flowed out after ejaculation, showing how tight her cunt is. A woman's vagina is a wondrous thing. Semen can't flow out when it's trapped, but after a bit of caressing and teasing, it can accommodate one, two, or even three fingers. Without much love, there's little tenderness. When I tried to insert my fourth finger into Wang Ke's little cunt, she recoiled as if electrocuted.
"You want to tear me apart? Believe me, I'll break you!" Wang Ke turned around, drool dripping from her lips, and said to me. Then she straddled me and shoved my penis into her cunt.
"I'd like to, but your cunt is definitely tear-resistant," I replied, half-lying down and kneading Wang Ke's large, sexy breasts. After my penis was fully inside her, Wang Ke began to slowly and naturally move her hips. The incredibly seductive look on her face made me want to fuck her to death.
Wang Ke's small hands pressed against my chest, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid from her cunt, making it slippery. Her small hands rubbing against my chest made me want to laugh; I'm quite ticklish. Wang Ke seemed to have discovered my weakness, playfully moving towards my armpits and ribs. Realizing this, I immediately released my grip on her breasts to defend myself. I wrapped my arms around her back and buttocks, pressing her against me, and thrusting upwards quickly. My penis moved rapidly inside Wang Ke's vagina, like an engine with its throttle floored. Sure enough, Wang Ke's little movements were interrupted, and she immediately began to moan and groan.
Wang Ke's cries echoed in the room in the middle of the night, carrying an indescribable lewdness. She seemed to realize that being heard would be embarrassing. Wang Ke moved her mouth towards mine, but due to the height difference, this was a bit awkward. And I didn't want to kiss the mouth that had licked my penis, just like I didn't want to kiss a cunt that had ejaculated inside me. I pressed Wang Ke's head against my chest, making her lick the mixture left on my chest from her vagina. What does it mean to be a slut? Wang Ke offered no resistance, not even a moment's mental preparation, and began licking me deeply with her tongue. At that moment, my attention was overwhelmed by the pleasure in my lower body, consumed by the stimulation within me; the itching in my chest became insignificant.
This is a slut, a lovable slut. Unfortunately, this slut wasn't only slutty towards you, and at the time, I didn't fully understand. Deep down, I was somewhat moved; after all, would a woman doing this on her first time have sex?
I'm a skeptical person, so suspicious that I don't even trust myself. So even if I like someone, even if I'm moved, it's only for a moment. I'm like a fox crossing an icy river, slowly and tentatively moving forward, turning back at the slightest sign of trouble. It's this personality, this suspicion, that has caused me to miss many opportunities—opportunities to pick up girls, opportunities to make money, and many more opportunities for regret!
Heh, I'm indulging again. Enough with the lamentations. Fortunately, I'm not so suspicious and tentative anymore. After all, I'm not stupid; the more I lose, the more I realize my mistakes!
The third time we made love, I gave up taking the initiative and only cooperated. I cooperated when Wang Ke was exhausted, letting desire spread, and then enjoyed the female body's active manipulation after she regained her strength.
The most primal pleasure, the most instinctive ecstasy, a sacred yet dirty act, was so wondrous. It could unleash such great energy from a small girl. We vigorously manipulated each other for about 20 minutes. The little slut no longer had the strength to continue. Her hands were on my chest, her buttocks fell deeply, her pubic hair and penis hair were in close, intimate contact. Our genitals were combined in the most intimate way, my penis deeply pressed into the depths of Wang Ke's cunt. Wang Ke's small waist twisted back and forth and side to side, grinding against me. This pleasure of the glans grinding against the cervix—I guess it was the cervix, I don't really know—wasn't the direct touch of large, sweeping thrusts. It was a kind of pleasure that accumulated from deep within—what deep? I don't know how to describe it, but it was a rapid, gradual accumulation. Once it reached a certain point, it was uncontrollable, a pleasure that couldn't be suppressed by stopping. Even so, Wang Ke's strength was failing her. Her mouth, which hadn't stopped whimpering, gasped, "Bad boy, I'm out of energy, it's so itchy inside, um...it's your turn!" With that, Wang Ke's small body pressed completely against mine, her vagina clenching tightly, a suction deep inside that felt incredibly pleasurable. I
held Wang Ke's soft, fleshy body tightly, thrusting upwards with all my might, my penis rapidly moving in and out of her vagina, as if trying to pierce it. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed as Wang Ke's buttocks collided with my lower abdomen. And Wang Ke's little mouth let out another lewd moan!
I wonder if any of you feel the same way I do; when I ejaculate, I still prefer the traditional position. That moment of pressing a woman down and ejaculating gives me the greatest satisfaction, a kind of conquest or something else I can't quite describe! So I sat up, holding Wang Ke, and rolled over to pin her beneath me. I held her legs in my arms, and took her disproportionately large feet—the white athletic socks she'd removed during our second thrust—in my mouth. My penis penetrated her cunt again and again, fucking her hard and wide.
I have a bit of a foot fetish. When I was sexually naive, I read an article about women's feet, and ever since, I've kept the thought in my mind: a woman's beauty lies in her feet!
Although Wang Ke's feet weren't the most beautiful, and even somewhat ugly in comparison to her body proportions—a 1.48-meter-tall little girl with size 38 feet—I doubt you'd find them aesthetically pleasing!
But, but, but, it was precisely this disproportionate body that gave me a strange kind of pleasure, a deep, sadistic pleasure. Sometimes, what's alluring isn't the most beautiful, but the unconventional. That's how perversion comes about. I'm moved by my past perversion! And proud of it!
Wang Ke's cries grew uncontrollably with my vigorous movements. When she realized it, she bit her hand, making suppressed whimpering sounds. This was the best aphrodisiac, the clarion call to launch a fierce attack… So I lifted my hips, inhaled, and thrust with the fastest and most powerful movements.
Can you believe it? After the third attack, I didn't feel tired at all. It seems that humans' dominance on this planet is not accidental; the body's adaptation is the best proof.
But it was just adaptation; the fatigue was merely hidden within the climax of pleasure. Without any extra words, without even any large movements, I turned to the side, leaving my penis still inside the cunt I adored, and held Wang Ke, this slut, tightly, kissing her red earlobe, eliciting soft murmurs from her.
During our tender time, exhaustion overwhelmed me, and Wang Ke, the slut I had been attacking for the third time, was already asleep in my arms. Her sleeping face lacked the wantonness of her earlier sexual activity, replaced by a rare, childlike peace and purity. It was truly an extreme contrast on her face!
When I woke up, Wang Ke was clinging to me like an octopus, my penis completely limp, hanging in her pubic hair. I felt a bit of a urge to pee, so I quickly put on some clothes to cover myself and went to the toilet. It was a small hotel, without a private bathroom. I'm sure many of you have stayed in those kinds of guesthouses near universities. Back then, you didn't need an ID card to register; now even those guesthouses require ID registration, right?
Anyway, let's get back to that night. The room was bright but quiet, the light was on, because the source of the noise was already fast asleep. I opened and closed the door gently; after all, I'd fucked her three times, so a little consideration was necessary. After closing my room door, I stood outside. Faint moans came from the next room. Familiar with the sound, I knew immediately what it was. And the roommate was Wang Ke's classmate, Pang Zhen! She was alone… Could it be…? I found it exciting and quietly approached her door. Sure enough, the intermittent moans, though deliberately suppressed, were clearly poorly soundproofed in this rather low-class hotel. Humans
are strange like that. If you have a woman you enjoy in your arms, and another woman is beside you, you'll probably have impure thoughts. I don't deny having such thoughts, and I almost acted on them. I almost forced open the door to the room from which the moans were coming, but I held back. After all, it wouldn't look good to be exposed. Besides, I liked the feeling of stealing, or rather, the tension and excitement before stealing.
After eavesdropping for a while, my bloated bladder was challenged, so I rushed to the toilet and relieved myself. It felt so damn good, even better than fucking!
When I returned to my room, I didn't deliberately linger near Wang Ke's door, but I didn't hear any more moans. I guess my heavy footsteps in my rush to the bathroom disturbed the little girl's masturbation.
I opened the door and went in. Wang Ke was already awake, probably from needing to pee. After all, many women need to go to the bathroom after sex, especially since I'd done it three times.
Wang Ke was still sleepy, her expression incredibly cute. Some women are just so extreme; two or more extremes can coexist on one face and in one person's heart. Wang Ke sat on the bed with her arms outstretched, mumbling, "Husband, hug me!" Like I said, this is what you call a slut. This is what it means to be promiscuous. But tonight, Wang Ke was relatively innocent, after all, I was only her fourth man. However, after tonight, she'll basically be promiscuous. Perhaps this is my fault, but I think I'm just an existence; even without me, there are others.
I hugged Wang Ke's small body and gently kissed her forehead, saying, "Baby, can't hold your pee anymore?
" Wang Ke lightly punched my shoulder with her little fist, pouting and saying in a deliberately affected voice, "You pervert, why are you so direct!" I pinched her little nose and said, "Fine, guessing you needed to pee makes you a pervert? What do you call peeing then?" Wang Ke didn't know where the toilet was, so I reluctantly took her there. Wang Ke squatted in the toilet, the door open, and I didn't avoid it, staring directly at her crotch. Although the light was on, I couldn't see clearly, and besides, her cunt had so much hair. "You pervert, what's so interesting about a girl peeing? Get away from me, I can't pee with you here." Wang Ke's face turned slightly red, I couldn't tell if it was from holding it in or from shyness, but I preferred to believe the latter. Surely, even a seventeen-year-old girl like Wang Ke wouldn't pee in front of a boy, right?
Seeing that I ignored her and was still staring at her crotch, the little slut spoke in that seductive voice again, saying something I've really forgotten, something like calling me a pervert, telling me to go away, and then begging me to leave. But I ignored her and kept staring at her. Actually, I haven't seen a woman pee since I became an adult, I'm very curious, I really want to see how women pee.

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