When the flowers withered (05)

Chapter Five

Recently, Yujia has been in a bad mood, and the consequences seem quite serious. I never imagined the plot of the male protagonist in the novel, who was promiscuous and had women on both sides. After school, I always cautiously asked my buddies to go out first to check if any thugs were waiting for me, but after a few days, it seemed Yujia didn't intend to have anyone beat me up.

I didn't know what was going on between Yujia's brother and Qiqi. The boy who supposedly got Qiqi pregnant had become much more discreet on campus; I hadn't seen him on the basketball court since. I didn't know if any gossipy girls were talking about Qiqi's pregnancy behind her back, but at least no one mentioned it normally, and no one was stupid enough to ask Qiqi questions like, "I heard you were pregnant before, what happened?" Although I really wanted to ask her directly.

Qiqi and Yujia didn't talk much. They kept to themselves in the small classroom. During the time Qiqi was back, Yujia didn't contact me again. It seemed like our relationship had ended silently, which made me feel a little sorry for those charming long legs and ample buttocks.

Kiki cut her hair short, wore barely perceptible light makeup every day, and dressed in simple yet stylish clothes. Like the demon in "Painted Skin," she had completely transformed, from a naive and cute little girl into a vibrant and youthful young woman, the only thing unchanged being her perfectly disguised innocence.

She continued to indulge her body in that decadent world, but whenever we were together, I couldn't avoid being exposed to that absurd world.

One day after school, Kiki dragged me to her godfather's place. This had happened many times before, simply to satisfy that middle-aged man's perverse tastes. To be honest, the man surnamed Qian was quite nice to me, very kind and polite. Coming from a poor family, I was very sensitive to the superiority complex of the wealthy, but I didn't see that ugly side in this man surnamed Qian. Of course, this was also under the logic that "playing with Kiki in front of my boyfriend is perfectly normal." Given his kindness to me and the occasional benefits I received, I also politely called him Uncle Qian.

A driver took Qiqi and me to a villa complex. This wasn't where her godfather lived, Qiqi asked the driver, puzzled. The driver explained that it was where Boss Qian's new mistress lived.
We entered a villa with a simple yet tasteful decor. As soon as we entered, Uncle Qian hugged Qiqi and gave her a deep, wet kiss, saying cheesy things like "baby, I missed you so much," which made me feel a little disgusted.

After finishing with Qiqi, he didn't forget me, patting my shoulder and saying some meaningless pleasantries like "you've grown taller and more handsome," before telling us to go upstairs to his room, seemingly ready to get straight to the point.

It was a very large room, seemingly two rooms connected by a wall, with an outrageously large round bed in the middle. The walls, ceiling, and lighting were all a rather suggestive purplish-red, clearly a room specifically for lewd pleasures.

There was already a woman in the room, wearing an almost transparent silk nightgown, with long, wavy, light brown hair and sophisticated gold-rimmed glasses. Her voluptuous figure was faintly visible beneath the thin nightgown.

I had seen this woman once before; she was Miss Zhang in the private room when I first met Uncle Qian. Her beautiful face, voluptuous figure, and mature charm had left a deep impression on me. I wondered how she had become Uncle Qian's mistress.

We entered the room, and Miss Zhang looked at us somewhat flusteredly, her face showing worry. Uncle Qian ignored her, picked up Qiqi, climbed onto the bed, and began to be intimate with her. I had seen this kind of scene many times before, so I didn't find it particularly unnatural. I rummaged through the drawers in the corner of the room and pulled out a bottle of what looked like high-end foreign liquor. I said to Uncle Qian, "Uncle Qian, what's this good stuff? Can you drink it?"

Uncle Qian spat out Qiqi's small lips, not even turning his head, and yelled, "You brat, are you a rat? Take it if you want!"

"Would you like some?"

"Can't you see I'm busy?"

I poured the amber-colored liquor into a glass, took a sip, and it tasted pretty good! I grabbed a chair and sat down leisurely, pretending to savor the liquor in my glass, watching the two people on the bed intimately with interest.

Uncle Qian's burly body was pressed against Qiqi's petite frame, her slender arms laboriously reaching out from his sides to grip his broad shoulders. A large, fat tongue licked Qiqi's face, licking very hard, the disgusting saliva left on Qiqi's cheeks, which ironically made her skin appear even more translucent. Her delicate little nose was also sucked into the man's mouth, tickling Qiqi and making her giggle incessantly.

Qiqi was indeed very attractive; next time I'll try licking her like that and see how it tastes.

Two lips of very different sizes met in a kiss, and a thick, large tongue pried open Qiqi's cherry-like mouth. Qiqi, like a bird eagerly awaiting its mother's feeding, tried her best to open her red lips to let the man's tongue enter her mouth, allowing the thick, large tongue to ravage her mouth.

Broad, bear-like paws grasped her high, firm breasts through her clothes, the depth of their indentations indicating a firm squeeze. Qiqi's slender, jade-like legs rubbed restlessly against the man's body, exuding an air of intoxicated passion.

I couldn't keep staring at the two people on the bed; I occasionally glanced at the furnishings in the room, but my gaze was mostly fixed on the beautiful young woman sitting on the edge of the bed.

She seemed very uncomfortable. Although she tried to remain calm, the way she gripped her arm tightly betrayed her nervousness and unease. Her gaze kept darting towards the two people on the bed, but she seemed to find the scene unbearable and lowered her head, yet also seemed afraid that such actions would displease the man on the bed. She seemed conflicted, unsure where to look, and even shifted her posture several times.

Occasionally, her gaze would meet mine, and she would hurriedly lower her head again, one arm covering her chest—a gesture that only made her more alluring.

A bra drew a beautiful arc in the air, catching my attention. Uncle Qian had removed the bra from Qiqi's chest, but she hadn't taken off her outer garment. Qiqi was wearing a bright white t-shirt that day, the tight fit accentuating her full breasts, and super-short denim shorts that clung tightly to her hips like flat underwear, revealing her long, slender legs. Uncle Qian seemed to really like the outfit, lingering before stripping Qiqi completely naked. After removing her bra, he freely fondled her large breasts through the soft cotton fabric.

Qiqi moaned comfortably, her voice reminding me of an advertising slogan: silky smooth like Dove chocolate. Her soft, sweet voice carried a hint of allure, her wanton cries laced with playful giggles; her voice alone was enough to make the bedroom scene incredibly fun.

Uncle Qian's foreplay with Qiqi often lasted far longer than penetration. His skillful techniques always managed to make Qiqi blush with shyness without excessively arousing her desire. While the two enjoyed themselves, as an observer, I sometimes found it a bit boring. After much kissing and caressing, they finally managed to remove each other's clothes. Uncle Qian then proceeded to lick Qiqi's entire body, not even sparing her delicate feet. The ambiguous atmosphere between the two filled the purplish-red space. I noticed that Miss Zhang was quite embarrassed by the tender intimacy between the two on the bed, but she kept her eyes glued to the bed.

Uncle Qian, having had his fill of licking, had Qiqi give him oral sex. Uncle Qian's penis was two centimeters longer and thicker than mine; its size almost made me feel inferior. But whether it was because it was too big or because he had been with women for decades, when erect, it stretched straight forward. Back when I was a virgin, my erection almost touched my stomach. Even after some sexual experience, it would still stand at a 60-degree angle, hard and unable to move freely, which prevented me from exploring more positions with Qiqi.

Qiqi was very gentle when giving Uncle Qian oral sex, like a kitten carefully eating. Uncle Qian held Qiqi's buttocks and buried his head between her thighs, and the two passionately licked each other in a 69 position.

I was sitting on the other side of the bed with Miss Zhang. From my side, I could see Qiqi straddling Uncle Qian, one hand gripping the base of his penis, the other pinching his swollen scrotum, sucking on the large glans with relish. Miss Zhang could see the lubrication from Qiqi's aroused vagina wetting Uncle Qian's face. A seductive blush rose to her cheeks, her lips parted slightly, her breathing seemed to quicken, and her two plump, long legs rubbed together restlessly. It seemed her body was reacting subtly to the scene before her.

Uncle Qian poked his head out from under Qiqi's buttocks and said to me, "Aming, go get me some lubricant. It's in that cabinet over there... yes, that's the bottle."

I grabbed a bottle of lubricant, walked over to Miss Zhang, handed it to Uncle Qian, and glanced at Miss Zhang's alluring body. From above, her ample breasts were quite spectacular, so I decided not to move.

Uncle Qian slapped his bouncy buttocks, making a crisp sound. Qiqi climbed off him and was immediately pushed down. Uncle Qian unscrewed the cap of the lubricant and shoved the toothpaste-like bottle into Qiqi's anus, squeezing hard—it was unclear how much he squeezed in. Uncle Qian inserted a finger into her anus and gently stirred it, and Qiqi began to moan softly.

Two fingers were now stirring inside her anus, stretching the narrow opening into a smooth ring. The mucous membrane of the cavity made the anus look crystal clear and incredibly alluring. Everything was ready, and finally, it was time for penetration. Qiqi spread her snowy buttocks apart with both hands, her pink anus opening and closing rhythmically, looking quite adorable. The large glans pressed against the narrow opening, slowly pushing it in.

She never imagined such a large thing could fit into such a small place! I watched as the lovely anus was slowly stretched open, the wrinkles smoothed out, and the anus, stretched into a ring shape, resembled a stretched rubber band. I was terrified it would tear! The

glans, shaped like an egg, finally slid all the way in, some lubricant squeezed out. The penis slowly explored forward, and when it was fully inserted, I had unknowingly climbed onto the bed, observing the area where the two were intercourse up close.

Uncle Qian exclaimed in pleasure, "So tight!" Seeing my face pressed against Qiqi's buttocks, he laughed and asked, "What? Has Ah Ming never tried this before?"

I shook my head. Uncle Qian laughed heartily, "Qiqi's anus feels amazing. Try it yourself later, I guarantee you won't be able to stop. But anal sex is bad for your health, so do it only occasionally."

The penis slowly withdrew, pulling the rectum slightly outwards. I was really worried about rectal prolapse. Uncle Qian inserted very slowly, as if the beauty in his arms was a fragile porcelain. Each time the penis entered him, he made a nasal "mmm" sound, like he had just eaten a delicious meal but was too overwhelmed to speak.

Qiqi's brows were furrowed, her eyes tightly closed, seemingly in pain, but the occasional moans she let out were incredibly seductive, making it unclear whether she was in discomfort or pleasure.

The penis slowly moved in and out of her anus for a long time, as if her anus was gradually adapting to this large, menacing object. The speed of the thrusting gradually increased over time. Qiqi's eyes were glazed over from being fucked, one hand clutching her breast; she was clearly aroused.

Seeing that I had climbed onto the bed, Qiqi looked at me with a seductive gaze, grabbed my wrist, and said in a voice so sweet it was almost unbearable, "Aming, kiss me..."

I leaned down and kissed her breathless lips, one hand caressing her soft breasts, teasing her erect nipples. The physical contact made me feel Qiqi's body react; she seemed much more relaxed because of my kiss, making it easier for my penis to enter and exit her anus. The "slap slap slap" sounds gradually became clearer. Uncle Qian watched the couple kissing beneath him with great interest, his thrusting becoming more forceful and faster.

Kissing this mouth that had just tasted another man's penis was incredibly stimulating; the disgusting smell of saliva still lingered on her face. Excitedly, I pulled out my penis and held it to her lips. She obediently grasped it and gently licked it.

My involvement clearly excited Uncle Qian even more. He turned Qiqi over, making her kneel on the bed, and resumed his attack on her anus. Qiqi, in turn, grasped my penis and painstakingly licked the glans.

The thrusting became increasingly intense. Qiqi was already struggling to avoid her teeth touching me; she couldn't use her superior oral sex skills and could only try to open her mouth as wide as possible to let me penetrate deep into her throat. Every time Uncle Qian's penis thrust in, Qiqi's body would lean towards me, her little mouth swallowing the entire shaft, and my glans would feel an indescribable softness. I gently fucked Qiqi's throat, making her let out pitiful "uh...uh" sounds.

"So good! You're so tight! Baby, I'm going to cum!" Uncle Qian roared, grabbing Qiqi's waist and frantically fucking her anus. The "slap slap slap" of flesh colliding rang out at a very fast frequency. Qiqi spat out my penis, her little hands gripping it like a handrail to support her almost collapsing body.

The intense fucking made Qiqi's body rock like a lone boat in a storm, her tender cheeks rubbing against my hot penis with the movement of her body, making my glans secrete clear, sticky fluid.
Finally, Uncle Qian wrapped his arms around Qiqi's slender waist, his plump buttocks jerking violently a few times before suddenly stiffening. As his penis withdrew from her anus, Qiqi's body went limp and she collapsed onto the bed.

Her writhing anus couldn't close, revealing a dark opening. Some clear liquid, tinged yellow, flowed from the writhing opening, but there was no trace of semen. Perhaps he had penetrated too deeply and ejaculated directly into Qiqi's stomach.

A faint smell of feces mixed with a lewd odor filled the room. Uncle Qian's penis was also sticky with some yellow fluid. He sat on the bed and lit a cigarette afterward. I was glad he hadn't made Qiqi clean his feces-covered penis with her mouth.
He took a deep drag, blowing a cloud of smoke towards the young woman who had been watching. Uncle Qian looked at her, his gaze shifting from the satisfaction of orgasm to indifference and coldness. He said calmly, "Did you see clearly?"

The woman didn't reply. Uncle Qian took another drag, gestured towards me, and said to the woman, "You and this young man do it for me."

The woman looked up, her surprised and bewildered gaze shifting between Uncle Qian and me. Uncle Qian poured himself a glass of the same wine I had opened earlier, swirled it, took a leisurely sip, and continued, "Ms. Zhang Yahan, you're being a bit too self-important. This world isn't a place where you can lie in bed like a dead fish and let a man do whatever he wants. I've not forced or threatened you. If you don't want to, you can leave anytime." He then gestured towards the door.

Ms. Zhang looked like she was about to cry, twisting her clothes between her hands like a wronged little wife. Uncle Qian shrugged listlessly, gave Qiqi a princess carry, and said, "Baby, let's take a shower."

Qiqi obediently wrapped her arms around Uncle Qian's neck and was carried off the bed. Uncle Qian took a couple of steps, then turned back, winked at me, and said, "Get her sorted out," before carrying Qiqi into the bathroom.
I stroked my chin, roughly guessing what was going on. Apparently, this Miss Zhang wanted something from Uncle Qian, offering her body as leverage, but unfortunately, she hadn't satisfied him. She was indeed very beautiful, perhaps confident or even arrogant about her looks, believing that sleeping with him was already a huge concession and sacrifice, but he wasn't buying it. In Uncle Qian's eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything.

Uncle Qian told me to get her sorted out, and I wasn't going to be polite about this sudden stroke of luck.

Uncle Qian had already indicated he wanted me to leave, and her continued presence here clearly showed his attitude. But women are always half-hearted, so I had to take the initiative.

I sat down next to her, putting on an innocent expression, and said, "Zhang Yahan, what a lovely name. Can I call you Sister Yahan?" She ignored me, but I didn't mind, and continued to call her Sister Yahan as if we were old friends. "...Sister Yahan is so beautiful, much prettier than my girlfriend!"

Ya-Han was slightly moved and asked me in a low voice, "Your girlfriend, is that the girl?... She's like this, and you're still together?"

"It's okay, right? Sex and love can be separated, although at my age, saying I love you isn't very convincing." As I spoke, I secretly reached behind her and, with a sudden movement, unhooked her lace bra through the thin silk fabric. I've practiced unhooking bras with one hand, and this came in handy.
Ya-Han was startled and quickly grabbed the cup that was about to fall down. I took the opportunity to hug her waist, pressed myself against her body, and gently inhaled the scent of her hair: "Ya-Han, you smell so good! Can I hug you?"

Although I said that, I had already hugged her. One hand caressed her waist through the semi-transparent silk fabric, and the other hand moved towards her thigh. She reached out to try to stop me, and I pretended to snatch her already unhooked bra. She frantically defended her chest, leaving her thigh vulnerable, which I took advantage of.

Ya-Han's thighs were fleshy, not fat, but rather had a plump, rounded quality beneath firm skin, instantly evoking the word "full-figured." If you gripped her taut skin, your fingers would sink slightly into the flesh, creating a voluptuous beauty. Her

thighs were tightly pressed together, preventing me from touching her sensitive inner thighs. I stroked her thighs in a circular motion, while my other hand moved from her side to her lower abdomen, pulling her completely into my arms. I inhaled the scent of her hair and drew closer, finally leaning close to her ear and gently kissing her earlobe. While whispering in her ear, I uttered words of praise such as, "Ya-Han, you're so beautiful and charming," and even licked the soft cartilage of her ear with my tongue. I felt the delicate body in my arms tremble, and her resistance seemed to weaken.

"Sister Yahan, your breasts are so beautiful! I've never seen such big breasts before. Can I see them? Please, let me see them!" I chattered incessantly in her ear like a younger brother pleading with his older sister, but my hand was already reaching for her breasts. She tried to push my groping hand away, but she was too weak.

I kissed her cheeks, her neck, and her body became increasingly supple. I then invaded her inner thighs, my hot palms caressing them with varying pressure. Her legs opened and closed, unsure of what to do. I feigned
an attack on her private parts, and she hurriedly tried to block me with her hands. I took the opportunity to rip off her bra and began to knead her breasts through the thin silk fabric. So soft! Those soft breasts were like water-filled balloons; a gentle pinch would sink my fingers into the flesh until they were almost invisible! The delicate, smooth skin had an extraordinary tactile quality; I could feel it even through the silk fabric! She pressed down on my hand that was caressing her breasts, her breathing becoming erratic. Taking advantage of her legs parting slightly, I touched her private parts through her lace panties. After a brief caress, she suddenly arched her back, only managing to hold my hand down, offering almost no resistance, as if resigned to her fate.

My flirting skills weren't particularly high, but Ya Han had already become somewhat aroused when Qi Qi and Uncle Qian had sex, and perhaps she had already mentally prepared herself to give up something. A little teasing was enough to conquer this alluring body.

However, the timing wasn't right yet; for now, I could only let her lie on the bed like a corpse, letting me do as I pleased. I slipped my hand inside her silk dress, directly touching her breasts, which were too large to be grasped with one hand. Her soft breasts were easily kneaded into various shapes in my hands, and her soft nipples quietly hardened under my teasing.
I turned her head away, pressing my lips to hers, sucking on her soft lips. She clenched her teeth, ignoring my kiss. I didn't mind, continuing to gently suckle her soft, full red lips. During the kiss, I pushed her down onto the bed. She struggled slightly, and I took advantage of the chaos to run my hand down her lower abdomen, slipping my palm inside her thin lace panties and touching her pubic hair.

It was already wet! That was a good sign. My movements became harder and wilder. She pushed away my hand from her private parts, but I grabbed her wrist and restrained her, pressing my body against hers to prevent her from moving. I sucked on her lower lip with all my might, and with a soft cry from her, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, capturing her soft tongue.

She tried to turn her head away, but I held her chin with my hand, kissing her forcefully, my heavy breaths on her face, making no attempt to hide my urgency and desire. Her body grew softer and softer from my kisses, but she didn't respond to them, constantly trying to escape. I released her lips as she wished and slowly kissed my way down.

I left several kiss marks on her neck, my tongue licking her smooth skin from bottom to top a few times. Her delicate body trembled violently, whether from endurance and resistance or from passion, I couldn't tell. When I reached her chest, I paused, then ripped off her already disheveled silk dress, exposing her ample breasts to me without any cover.

She lay flat on the bed, her breasts, so large and soft, spread out to the sides, the nipples almost touching my arms. The areolas were about the size of the bottom of a water bottle, and the brown nipples were slightly larger than grapes. I wondered if she had children; if so, her baby must have a hard time nursing.

I grasped one breast, took the nipple into my mouth, and sucked hard. She tried to push my head away with both hands, but her strength was pitiful. My tongue circled her nipple, swirling around its areola. The nipple, manipulated left and right, quickly grew longer, harder, and stood erect, revealing even the tiny bumps on the areola.

Her nipples were a bit long, incredibly pleasurable to suck on. I could gently bite them with my teeth while sucking. I took turns pampering both tempting nipples, neither neglecting the other. At some point, the hand that had been pushing my head away became a grip on my hair, then a hug, pressing my head deeply against her breast. My face was buried in her soft mound, my entire face pressed against her softness, making it hard to breathe!

As I explored her breasts, my hand moved towards her genitals, my palm covering the lush pubic hair, my fingers caressing her incredibly soft labia, feeling her shape. Her thighs writhed restlessly, seemingly uncomfortable clamping my hand between them, yet spreading them apart seemed too lewd and vulnerable. Her legs, adrift and helpless, could only kick wildly on the bed.

"Sister Ya-Han, your breasts are so beautiful! So soft... Mmm, your nipples are so sweet, do you have any milk?" My hands and words worked in tandem, gradually breaking down her defenses. But I was too young, and with such an alluring mature body before me, my patience finally wore thin.

I straddled her, pulled out my penis, and placed it between her breasts. I grabbed her ample breasts and squeezed them together, bringing the two peaks close. My penis, like Sun Wukong suppressed under a mountain, only had its head peeking out at the foot.
I'd tried using Qi-Qi's breasts to make milk foam, but nothing had the same effect. Qi-Qi's breasts were large, but they couldn't completely hold my penis. The cool, soft peaks gripped my burning penis, which reacted intensely, becoming incredibly hard, like a red-hot rod being quenched.

I grasped her breasts, which I could only hold halfway, and kneaded them inwards in a rotating motion. My body throbbed like I was fucking her, my hard penis thrusting in and out of her deep cleavage, my large scrotum rubbing against her smooth abdomen.

Her soft breasts were like two mounds of overly wet dough, kneaded however I wanted. I used her breasts like sponges to rub my penis, washing it back and forth like I was washing clothes. The pleasure was so intense that I decided to use these wanton breasts to help me ejaculate for my first time.

Ya Han turned her face away, her face filled with humiliation and shame. The sight of this mature and beautiful woman letting me play with her made me feel the premonition of ejaculation.

I gripped her large breasts tightly, making them clamp down on my penis. I fucked her deep cleavage like I was fucking her, my hands holding her breasts, rhythmically rubbing my burning penis with them in sync with the thrusting motion.

"Wow! Ya-Han's breasts feel so good! So amazing... I'm going to cum! Ahhh!! So satisfying! I'm coming!"
My shouts attracted Ya Han's attention. She looked up at her chest, and just then, semen gushed out, powerfully shooting onto her face. A thick stream of semen landed on her gold-rimmed glasses, startling her so much that she quickly covered her face with her hands. The remaining semen landed on her hands, chin, and neck.

"Sorry, Ya Han, I was only thinking about my own pleasure. Let me make Ya Han feel good too."
I climbed off her, parted her soft, limp legs, and gently pulled off her lace thong, finally revealing her private parts.

Ya Han's pubic hair was very thick, even growing on her labia, its lushness somewhat detracting from her beauty. Her vulva was plump and looked very fertile, like a piece of rich land waiting to be cultivated. Her labia were somewhat dark, a sign of mature womanhood, which I found very sexy. Her clitoris was exposed without even retracting the foreskin, seemingly larger than a peanut, larger than Qi Qi and Yu Jia, whom I had slept with, delicate and very alluring.

I took the delightful clitoris into my mouth, and under the teasing of my tongue, it gradually grew larger and harder. Her clitoris, like a nipple, was longer than other women's, standing high and pointed, like a man's penis shrunk many times over. I sucked on the erect clitoris desperately, deliberately making the "slurping" sound like someone eating noodles in a ramen commercial.

"No!... Don't do this... Ahh!..." Ya Han finally couldn't help but cry out, her body twisting restlessly, her legs clamping my head between her thighs and burying it between my legs. My tongue moved downwards, parting the thick labia and licking the tender flesh inside. The tip of my tongue plunged into the writhing vagina, and with each lick, my head swayed slightly, while I teased the erect clitoris with the tip of my nose.

The vagina exuded an alluring scent, and I couldn't resist any longer. I picked up my penis and prepared to go for it. Seeing my actions, Ya Han panicked, desperately pushing me away with both hands and kicking her weak legs. But she was eventually subdued, and my penis slid smoothly into her incredibly wet vagina.

"Why are you saying no? Ya Han, you're so wet, you must really want my penis too, right?"

"Waaah...no! Pull it out...at least use a condom, please, please use a condom...please...please..." Tears welled in her tightly closed eyes. A mature woman, many years older than me, was being bullied and made to cry. I was momentarily stunned.

Ya Han's sobbing made me feel a little sorry for her, but also puzzled. I remembered trying to use a condom to reduce sensitivity when I was with Qi Qi to last longer, but she got angry and refused to use one. Now, with Ya Han, it's mandatory. Women are so hard to understand.

However, this also presented an opportunity for training. I brought my penis close to her chubby face and said, "A condom is fine, but you have to use your mouth to pleasure me first. If you're satisfied, I'll wear a condom."

Having already ejaculated once, and wanting to go back to the starting point, my penis was somewhat dejected. Ya Han hesitated for a moment, but ultimately, with trembling hands, she gently grasped my penis, turning her face away as if she had made a great decision, before slowly opening her alluring red lips and taking the glans into her mouth. Her

sexy red lips enveloped my penis, the thick shaft being swallowed and released by her small mouth. The oral sex of a mature woman was indeed more wonderful than that of a young girl, and soon my penis was hard to its optimal state.

"Ugh...so good...Ya-Han, you're so good at sucking...yes, suck my glans, suck longer...so good...this tongue is amazing, Ya-Han, you have to use this tongue to kiss me properly later!" Her soft, alluring hands vigorously stroked my penis, and I could tell she was really into it. She probably wanted me to ejaculate like this so she could skip the step of inserting it into my vagina. Luckily, I had already ejaculated once during the milk foam session, so even if her oral sex skills were superb, I wouldn't ejaculate anytime soon.

"Okay, Ya-Han, help me put on the condom, I want you to put it on with your mouth!"

The condom was in her mouth, and her wanton little mouth was sliding it onto my penis. Her nimble tongue played with the ring of the condom, slowly putting it on my penis. When the entire condom was on, my glans was also in her throat. Judging from her skillful way of doing it, she must have put on condoms with her mouth many times before.
It felt quite novel to put on a condom for the first time. The thin sheath seemed to be coated with lubricant, which felt pleasant against my penis.

Unfortunately, she couldn't let go of her inner shackles, and I couldn't wait any longer. My penis, moistened with her saliva, slid smoothly into her wet vagina. The sensation of the thin membrane was novel, but the folds and temperature of her vagina were blocked, making it difficult to feel clearly, significantly reducing the stimulation.
But those were minor issues. The important thing was that I had finally gotten to sleep with the mature woman I'd always dreamed of. The first time I saw Ya Han in that office lady outfit in the private room, I'd fantasized about her countless times. Sometimes, even riding on top of Qi Qi, I'd fantasize about fucking the radiant Zhang from that day.
I never thought my wish would come true!

Her deep vagina squeezed my penis, and I thrust in all the way, eliciting a soft gasp from Ya Han. I didn't stop, my body swaying rhythmically. Ya Han gritted her teeth, trying to suppress her moans. However, the increasingly alluring blush on her face and the constantly relaxing yet furrowing brows betrayed that her body was already aroused.
This discovery gave me unparalleled confidence, as if I could do anything, a confidence I had only felt the day I lost my virginity! Her mature and voluptuous body allowed me to ride her with abandon. Wearing a condom significantly reduced the pleasure, and since I had already ejaculated once, I didn't have to worry about accidentally ejaculating prematurely.
"Yahan, it feels so good inside! Yahan, are you comfortable? Do you feel anything being fucked by a little guy like me?" I whispered in her ear as I pressed down on her. Her body trembled, her rounded thighs involuntarily clamping around my waist, but then immediately releasing. Her red lips, painted with deep, shiny lipstick, parted slightly, and she could no longer suppress her moans, letting the sounds escape her throat, silently moaning and panting.

I turned her over and re-entered her body from behind. Her alluring buttocks seemed even larger than Yujia's, and although not as elastic, they were much softer. My thick, hard penis slid in and out of her wet, cavernous opening. I admired our union, deliberately slapping her voluptuous body with each thrust, making a "slap slap slap" sound. Her soft, large buttocks rippled with each impact, creating distinct waves of flesh. It was the first time I'd ever seen such a sight, and I excitedly slapped her buttocks, each slap creating a circular wave of flesh that collided with the waves of flesh created by my thrusts.

What an incredibly lewd body! I even felt a pang of jealousy towards Uncle Qian, a feeling I'd never experienced even when he'd fucked Qiqi in front of me countless times! Her

plump buttocks were slapped until they were bright red, and Ya Han could no longer hold back, letting out a "ah...ah" sound—not a cry of pain, but a very lewd one.

I grabbed her plump buttocks and kneaded them vigorously, like kneading dough. Her dark brown anus writhed and opened, and I couldn't resist poking a finger inside, only to have it clamped tightly by her sphincter. The tight anus made it difficult to even insert a finger, so I slowly stirred my finger inside. Ya Han's body trembled violently, her hands braced against the bed, her head thrown back, her whole body arched, and she cried out, "Don't touch there!!"

I felt the pussy gripping my penis suddenly tighten even more, her whole body teetering between resistance and acceptance, she moaned "Ah...ah," though there was nothing substantial, it was easy to tell that her moans were becoming increasingly lewd.

Perhaps it was the passionate anal sex scene between Uncle Qian and Qiqi that had stimulated her earlier; the moment her anus was violated, she jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. My fingers slowly moved in and out of her tight anus in rhythm with the thrusting of my penis. When my entire index finger was inside, I felt my fingertip touch something, and I pushed it in a little further. I felt the texture of that thing; it was a bit like mud…

Damn! I touched shit! I pulled my finger out and saw that my entire index finger was covered in a light yellow liquid, with feces clearly stuck to it! A faint stench filled my nose, and I excitedly reinserted my finger into her anus, thrusting wildly inside with even more brutal techniques.

Ya Han let out a high-pitched moan, her body twisting wildly, her two holes contracting in rhythm with my thrusts, finally cooperating with my assault.

Uncle Qian and Qiqi, who had finished washing and were now dressed, were attracted by our commotion and became an interested spectator by the bedside.

Ya Han seemed even more excited to see someone admiring her ugly behavior. My thrusts grew increasingly intense, my other free hand slapping her soft buttocks relentlessly, turning her plump bottom bright red. My fingers inside her anus churned wildly, turning the contents into a mushy mess. This was

the first time I'd ever fucked another woman in front of Qiqi; I'd always been the one watching her act out sex scenes with other men. Now the roles were reversed, and I was eager to prove myself, thrusting with incredible intensity.

"No…please let me go…please…ahhh!…I'm going to come…no…stop…ahhh!!…"

Her entire pelvis spasmed, her vagina contracting wildly. I knew it was the final moment. I pulled my fingers out of her anus, gripping her plump buttocks tightly with both hands, my penis thrusting into her wanton cunt with the most frenzied speed and force, trying to break through the barrier of the thin condom. My hands gripped her buttocks, her anus spread open into an oval, writhing and opening.

Ya Han let out a scream that pierced the sky, her vagina gushing with fluid. Worst of all, her anus, which I had pried open, sprayed out clumps of yellowish feces!

I was stunned, but the intense stimulation caused me to ejaculate inside the condom. I hurriedly pulled my penis out, but it was too late; I was sprayed with feces!

Because my withdrawal was so sudden, the vagina, still tight from the orgasm, gripped the condom tightly. My penis was pulled out, but the condom remained inside her vagina. Ya Han collapsed limply onto the bed, lying on her side with her legs crossed. Some feces dripped down her buttocks onto the bed, and a pale yellow stream of fluid shot out from between her thighs, soaking a large patch of the sheet.

Qiqi stared in disbelief. Uncle Qian patted his bulging breasts and burst out laughing, "Damn! Damn! Ah Ming, you actually made her lose control of her bladder and bowels! I'm impressed!"

I smiled awkwardly, wanting to scratch my head, but then remembered that my hands were still covered in Ya Han's poop, and I forcibly restrained myself from making that stupid move.

...

After taking a shower at Uncle Qian's house, Uncle Qian personally drove Qiqi and me home. All the way, Uncle Qian kept teasing me about what had just happened, making me feel incredibly embarrassed.

"Ah Ming, what are your plans after graduation? Going to university?" Uncle Qian suddenly asked
, gripping the steering wheel. I thought for a moment and honestly said, "My grades aren't good enough for university, I'll probably just work after graduation."
"In that case, why don't you come work for me after graduation?"

I was a little taken aback. Qiqi quietly nudged my waist, and I snapped out of it, excitedly saying, "Okay! Thanks, Uncle Qian!"

[To be continued]
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