Motel Love

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The car stopped in front of a motel.
I placed my hands on the steering wheel, closed my eyes, took a deep breath
, and slowly exhaled.
"Are you alright?" She turned to look at me, then took off her white veil and
carelessly held it close to my face, wiping away the sweat that had accumulated at the wedding banquet.
I didn't answer her.
"Honestly, like this on the first day, what are we going to do for the island tour?"
Seeing that I didn't respond, she tried to smooth things over with some irrelevant remarks.
I understood the dissatisfaction in her words. Thinking about how our first day of new life had turned out like this,
I felt really bad for her. After all, no matter what my condition was, it was
better not to let my emotions affect her.
I suddenly hugged her waist, pulled her close, and tried to kiss her.
"No, that was so embarrassing for her." Seeing that I seemed to have
recovered , she smiled and pushed me away.
"Honest! Honest!" A car behind us honked impatiently.
I quickly drove in.
"See, being playful." She smiled, pursing her lips.
I took my luggage from the trunk, and then she took my arm, and we went upstairs together.
"Are you really alright?" she asked gently. "I'm too tired today. I'll just take a shower and
go to sleep. Don't think too much."
I had just been playing racing games with my college buddies, and it was a struggle to get rid of them so
they wouldn't bother us anymore. Plus, I was forced to drink some beer before that, which left my
thoughts jumbled up and my head throbbing.
"How can you do that? I've wasted several thousand gold coins." I thought of the old saying,
"A moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"Luckily, we're not in a regular hotel lobby, or people would misunderstand
who we are." Her furrowed brow was quite endearing. "You shouldn't say such
un , or I'll get angry."
"Is this okay?" she quickly changed the subject. "Weren't we planning to stay
overnight at that hotel on the West Coast?"
"Don't be silly, do you want my friends to be third wheels for the next few days?" I
winked at her. "Hehehe, I can't fool my best friends without using a little trick."
"Oh… I was fooled by you too." She suddenly burst into laughter, then after a moment,
"But then Mom and Dad won't be able to contact us, right?"
"Don't worry, they'll just make a call." I turned to her, giving her a gentle smile,
exuding confidence that "everything is under control."
Entering the room, the atmosphere suddenly shifted subtly.
First, we frantically unpacked, then took a shower. After finishing all the trivial things
, neither of us spoke, unlike the intimacy we had when I was pursuing her.
I sat at the foot of the bed, and she sat at the head.
Xiao Chen told me that on their first time, the girl would come out wearing only a bathrobe after showering,
and then it would be kissing, caressing, and then...
But why was she wearing her new clothes for tomorrow's trip?
Her head was lowered, and after a long while, she asked me, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I..." I suddenly looked up at her, stammering.
She understood what I wanted at this moment, but blushed again and lowered her head.
"No, I must show my manliness," I
said .
Taking advantage of her inattention, I suddenly grabbed her shoulders, pressed her onto the bed, and then
sealed her lips with mine.
Her body was very soft, especially when she didn't resist at all, which made her
appear vulnerable and pitiful.
With nervous and uneasy feelings, I kissed her roughly.
I opened my eyes and saw her with her eyes closed, her pretty face flushed, enjoying
the intimacy . For some reason, I stopped.
After a while, knowing I had stopped moving, she opened her eyes and stared at me. The
moment our eyes met, I immediately got up and sat back down in my original spot.
What to do? I couldn't even kiss her anymore, what was going to happen next?
Damn it, why am I so cowardly?
After a while, I mustered my courage again, and like before, I pushed her down,
but this time I didn't dare look into her eyes. So I simply buried my face in her chest, to feel
that intoxicating softness, to breathe in that intoxicating fragrance.
My head was buried in her chest, but after a while, I suddenly lost my courage again, and then, as
usual, I got up and shrank back to my previous spot.
She got up and sat back down, pulling her clothes, which I had messed up, tighter.
Strange, when we were boyfriend and girlfriend, didn't I really want to have sex with her? Why
am I so afraid now? I bit my lower lip tightly, realizing that my mouth
was dry .
"It's...it's okay," she said, seeing my helplessness, suddenly trying to encourage me.
Suddenly, we stared at each other for a moment, our hungry lips close together,
our tongues entwined in a frenzied kiss, our bodies intertwined in a daze.
Perhaps my passionate kiss left her breathless, for during the two-minute kiss, she
pushed me away and pulled back to the side.
But she glanced back at me, then lowered her head.
That hesitant, flustered expression seemed to say that pushing me away wasn't because she disliked me,
but because I was making her breathless, yet she also seemed afraid of losing her composure and being misunderstood.
She was so understanding.
Yes, that was it—that gesture! My inner turmoil had been subtly resolved!
I reached out and embraced her from behind, then slipped my hands inside her shirt, cupping her
breasts, my fingers deftly pinching her nipples.
Gradually, I felt it harden. Then I moved my left hand down, inside her long silk skirt
, inside her lace panties. I discovered that her genitals were covered in hair. I stopped exploring and used
my index and middle fingers to caress her labia.
She opened her mouth slightly, moaning softly.
I took the opportunity to kiss her, teasing her tongue with my tongue, then sucking on it with my lips. Soon...
I tore open her clothes with my right hand, revealing her chest. Her waist was slender, her skin was fair,
and breasts were slightly full; I was momentarily dazzled.
I gradually lost control, picked her up, and placed her on the bed, making her lie flat.
Two small mounds rose on her snow-white body, with two pink nipples.
My hand moved to her lower body, and through her silk skirt, my palm gently caressed her.
I pulled down the hem of her skirt and down her lace panties, revealing a tuft of dark,
glossy , partially obscuring her vulva. My hand caressed her entire body, finally stopping at her
lower body, playing with her pubic hair like curling strands of hair. My penis didn't want to stay in my pants.
It wanted to penetrate her vagina, rubbing against her body walls with a ravaging force.
I removed her clothes and gently touched her face with my hand.
I whispered in her ear, "I want to make love to you passionately."
Her face flushed, making her even more alluring.
She trembled slightly as she said, "I'm so afraid of pain. I heard the first time is really painful..."
I kissed her nose, turned, and sat on the edge of the bed. She propped herself up to undress me.
After I was undressed, my already erect penis stood like a pillar before her.
She pressed her chest against my back, her hands quickly stroking my chest, saying, "I love you,
I love you so much..."
I felt two mounds of flesh pressing against my back, with hard nipples inside.
I turned to kiss her, then lay down beside her. I slipped my hands between her legs
, slowly spreading them apart, shifting my position between them. There was dark pubic hair where her legs crossed;
as the angle widened, I could even see her hymen.
She trembled and said, "Today I'm yours, you can't betray me..."
Without hesitation, my penis thrust into her vagina. She let out a muffled cry...
I instinctively felt the barrier of her hymen, but a moment later, I broke through it.
The vaginal opening was a little narrow. After entering, I didn't rush to thrust or rub; I just
felt it My penis warmed up, and then a slippery, sticky sensation began. I adjusted
my position slightly, gripping her thighs with both hands, our lower bodies already joined.
I looked at her; her hands were clasped tightly against her chest, her eyes closed. From my hands and the penis
inside , I could feel her trembling with tension. I looked down and saw
dark red beads of blood in our pubic hair.
It was from the ruptured hymen that had flowed from her vagina; she was still a virgin.
I thrust my penis forward, and she groaned, gripping the sheets tightly, opening her mouth wide
, and letting out a moan.
I withdrew, then thrust in again, then withdrew again, then thrust deeper… repeating this over and over. My glans
felt waves of pleasure, like climbing a mountain, rising higher and higher.
Her mouth grew larger with each thrust, her cries more exaggerated.
I reached forward and grasped her breasts, her legs, out of control,
clamped around my waist like clamps. I thrust wildly, kneading her breasts vigorously, then bent down and, in
a daze of passion kissed her lips. She, too, became unrestrained, sucking my tongue forcefully.
I increased my thrusts, the bed shaking violently. I counted: "Hoo... 234, 235, 236...
Ah..."
After a while, she called out to me incoherently: "No more... It hurts... It hurts... Let's
not... make love... make love... okay..."
I didn't respond, pushing even harder. After about ten times, amidst her frantic moans
, I slowed my pace and withdrew my penis from her.
We breathed heavily, her chest heaving, her breasts rising and falling enticingly.
I crawled forward, cupping her left breast in my hands, lowering my head to suckle the nipple, gently biting it, or sticking out
my tongue to lick it.
I opened my mouth wide, wanting to swallow the entire breast.
I brought my right knee forward, pressing it against her mons pubis.
After a long while, I straightened up, smiling at her. She looked back at me, slightly angry, and said,
"I never want to have sex again, you hurt me so much..."
I leaned closer and said, "How about I massage you..."
She blushed, and before she could reply, my lips were on hers, my tongue exploring
.
I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
I grabbed the showerhead and rinsed myself with warm water, then used my hands to shield the water, letting it flow
gently over her inner thighs.
She asked me, somewhat confused, what I was doing.
I replied, "I'm going to have sex with you!"
She glared at me, "You're so annoying!"
I hung up the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over us both. I spread her
legs , lowered myself, and placed my tongue inside her vagina, which I had opened with my index fingers. She
didn't even protest, just kept panting.
I licked the love juice secreted from her vagina; it tasted slightly astringent.
I pursed my lips and sucked on her love juice. I knew it would make her feel very itchy, but she only
breathed heavily . My mouth moved away from her mons pubis, my lips covering the inside of her left thigh, then to the vaginal opening,
then back to the inside of her left thigh, moving left and right several times like eating a watermelon. Then I opened
my mouth gently bit her labia, taking a few tufts of pubic hair into my mouth.
At this moment, she said, "Why are you doing this? I'm so embarrassed."
After saying that, she tried to pull back, but I casually moved to the triangle area covered with pubic hair,
kissing her abdomen and chest. I carefully and gently bit every inch of her skin, sucking on her right breast, kneading her left breast with my left hand
, and finally stopping at her cleavage, resting my head on her left breast, and inhaling her fragrance.
We looked at each other, sometimes sticking out our tongues to touch and lick each other, and time seemed to stand still.
I nestled in her arms, my erect penis still hard, and my whole body remained hot.
After about ten minutes, she took a deep breath and said, "If I get pregnant
, then you'll be a father."
She laughed brightly; she was somewhat beautiful, but even more so, adorable. Looking up at
her radiant face aroused me.
Pointing to my erect penis, I said, "Yeah, right! I haven't even ejaculated yet..."
After saying that, I made a move to penetrate her. She seemed to want to protest something, but I didn't give her a chance. I
sealed her lips with a passionate kiss.
We lay on our sides on the floor. I placed my right leg between her legs, braced myself slightly, and
pushed my hips forward, my penis entering her again. I pushed my body towards her, pressing down on her
. I pulled away from her lips, and she slowly opened her eyes, still wanting more. I looked at her.
She sighed, nodded slightly, and said, "You have to be gentle... tender with me,
don't be too rough..."
Then she closed her intoxicating eyes again.
I placed my palms on either side of her, and thrust my hips against her. My penis
slid smoothly through her wet and slippery vagina. My glans rubbed against her vaginal walls. With each thrust
, my body felt like it was galloping across a plain. I gradually increased the force, faster and faster. Her head
turned to one side, and her hands gripped my neck.
With each thrust, her breasts trembled, as smooth as tofu. I felt
excited, sweat dripping from my shoulders. Just then, she, who had been pinned to the floor, rolled over and switched places with me.
She straightened up and sat on my genitals, placing her hands on my abdomen. She pushed forward slightly,
then curled up, her head lowered, seemingly unable to bear my penis. She pushed forward
a few more times with her lower body, beads of sweat dripping from the tips of her breasts, while her long, soaked hair brushed against my cheeks.
My heart raced, and I began to thrust my penis upwards. She moved
up and down like a wild horse, but this "horse" could enter her body and be controlled to please her.
After several attempts, I felt no pleasure. I frantically rose and pressed her back to the floor. I
grabbed her slender waist with both hands, thrusting my penis into her, penetrating her, stabbing her, copulating forcefully.
After dozens of back-and-forth frictions, she probably reached orgasm, sometimes moaning, sometimes screaming. Finally, she
calmed down, her hands sliding from my neck, resting on her heaving breasts,
her face so peaceful and beautiful.
Her moans, my panting, and the sweat between us; the shaking of the bed
, and her undulating movements with the rhythm of my penis entering and exiting her vagina, her undulating breasts—all under my
control, formed the most primal melody, gradually bringing me to orgasm. I began to feel
difficulty penetrating her, then I thrust forward with all my might, suddenly gasping for breath.
At that moment, an indescribable feeling of pleasure erupted within my heated body. I
felt my semen spurt from my penis, millions of sperm rushing into my uterus. My testicles,
vas deferens, and urethra twitched intermittently beneath my scrotum.
The world seemed to cease to exist except for her naked, alluring figure, me, and the waves of pleasurable excitement that followed our intercourse
.
Suddenly, I felt cold, and with a sense of utter relief, I collapsed onto her soft
breasts…

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