The flowers were withered at that time (02, 04)

Chapter Two

How would you feel if your girlfriend didn't shy away from letting you sleep with other men? I haven't asked anyone else this question, so I don't have a reference answer. Sometimes I wonder if something went wrong, or if one of us misunderstood something. Why is our relationship not what I imagined dating to be? But looking at Qiqi's nonchalant attitude, flirting with other men and then acting like nothing happened while being intimate with me, I wonder if I'm the strange one? Is all of this just normal? Boys talk about who they dated today and who they slept with tomorrow, girls talk about who's handsome and who's brave—is everyone like this? Am I the only one who finds it strange, a virgin who's too shy to even talk to a girl? Suddenly, I feel like I don't recognize this world anymore.

At 9 pm, I waited for Qiqi downstairs. Soon after, when I saw her coming down, my eyes lit up. Her long, flowing hair was meticulously braided into twin ponytails. The pretty ribbons weren't flashy, just cute. Kiki was the only one in school with twin ponytails; this hairstyle, which could easily look childish if not styled correctly, only accentuated her youthful beauty on her. She wore a school uniform, not the tacky kind from our school, but something like the Taiwanese or Japanese style, with a loose tie tied around the large collar. A tiny bit of cleavage was visible below the V-neck, subtle yet more alluring than plain exposure. She wore a blue pleated skirt that didn't reach her knees, and flesh-colored stockings added a touch of sexiness to her somewhat slender thighs.

At first glance, she was adorable! But upon closer inspection, her two round, full breasts were incredibly tempting! Of course, in my eyes as a little kid back then, this overly cute look wasn't as appealing as a sexy nightclub outfit, even though it was rare for Kiki to wear something so revealing.

Kiki twirled around in front of me, beaming, and asked me how it looked. I pouted and said it was just so-so. Kiki rolled her eyes at me and said, "Anyway, I didn't wear this specifically for you."

We hailed a taxi, and along the way, I noticed the middle-aged driver glancing at Kiki in the rearview mirror every now and then, and constantly talking to her. I wondered if older people all liked this type?

The car pulled up to a business-style KTV. The opulent decor made me a little uneasy. You see, we students with no money usually go to cheap KTVs for drinking and singing. When had I ever been to a place like this, with luxury cars parked outside? For the first time, I felt embarrassed by my outfit, which cost less than a hundred yuan in total. As soon as we entered, a waiter greeted us politely. Kiki gave us a room number, and the waiter led us to the 4th floor in the elevator. After greeting another waiter, this waiter led us up the stairs to the 5th floor.

While in the elevator, I noticed it only went up to the fourth floor. Could the fifth floor, accessible by stairs, be a more upscale, private room? A waiter led us to a private room, and a waiter who had been standing at the door opened it for us.

There was no sound before the door opened, but once it did, a shrill, loud singing voice blared from inside, demonstrating the excellent soundproofing. The spacious room already had about ten people; besides five men, the rest were all beautiful women with large breasts and buttocks. A portly middle-aged man was singing an old song. We entered just as it was nearing its end; although his singing wasn't great, the people around him were still applauding enthusiastically.
Qiqi skipped over and jumped onto the middle-aged man, affectionately calling him "Godfather!" The middle-aged man patted the bare thigh of a woman clinging to him, and the woman gave Qiqi her place with a resentful expression. Seeing Qiqi snuggle into the arms of a man I didn't recognize as soon as she came in, I lowered my head, not wanting anyone to see my awkward expression. I found an inconspicuous corner to sit down and awkwardly accepted a glass of wine from a woman.

The atmosphere in the private room was lively; people were playing games where the loser had to drink. Of course, I wasn't involved; I just stood there watching like I was invisible. Qiqi's godfather lost, and a woman next to him poured him half a glass of some foreign liquor I didn't recognize. The man picked up the glass and said to Qiqi, who was nestled in his arms, "Baby, will you drink half a glass for me?"

Qiqi obediently nodded. The man tilted his head back and poured the entire glass into his mouth, then cupped Qiqi's face and kissed her cherry-like lips. My cheeks twitched as I watched Qiqi being kissed by the man. She swallowed the liquor with a gurgling sound, and when their lips parted, their tongues were still intertwined, causing several men around them to cheer.

The game continued, and a well-dressed office lady lost again. I noticed she had already drunk quite a bit; she seemed to be struggling to hold her liquor, swaying as she held her glass, unable to drink. A man who looked to be in his thirties next to her said, "Miss Zhang, what's wrong? Drink up! I've already helped you drink two glasses; you should at least drink this half."

Miss Zhang looked at the glass in her hand, made a great effort before finally gulping down the drink, then swayed slightly, managing a weak smile at the applause and cheers around her. Then, she lost again, this time losing a full glass.

This Miss Zhang had long, wavy hair, a beautiful face, and gold-rimmed glasses that gave her an intellectual beauty. Her full breasts were accentuated by her crisp casual shirt, creating an alluring silhouette. Her black pencil skirt and the slightly visible flesh-colored stockings gave her a mature charm that was irresistible to a young man like me.

The beautiful woman looked distressed at the overflowing wine glass in front of her. I even had the urge to drink it for her, but even someone as naive as me knew this wasn't the place for me to stand out. I could only remain silent.

The people around her egged her on to drink the glass. Ms. Zhang tried to pay back, but the men wouldn't allow it. The man next to her, around thirty years old, said, "It's just one drink, Ms. Zhang. If you don't drink, look, Mr. Zhou is going to get angry." "

But Mr. Zhang… I really can't drink anymore." "If

you can't drink it, take off a piece of clothing and you'll get a free drink. How about this, from now on, no paying back. One piece of clothing equals one drink if you can't finish it, of course, only for beautiful women!"

The speaker was another middle-aged man. It seemed that he and Qiqi's godfather were the most important people in the private room. The conversation had revolved around these two the entire time, and even after they drank a glass of wine, they were surrounded by admirers. Miss Zhang looked troubled, picked up her wine glass but didn't drink it. Finally, she sighed, put down the glass, and began to unbutton her shirt, one button at a time.

Her shirt came off, revealing smooth skin, a white bra supporting her full breasts, and a deep cleavage that made my eyes widen. The game continued, the atmosphere growing increasingly heated, but with a hint of ambiguity. I noticed that in several rounds, Miss Zhang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she didn't lose.

After a round, several more women took off their clothes, but these women all wore vests or similar garments; only Miss Zhang's bra was visible when she removed hers. The tables turned, and Qiqi, who had been clamoring to play, lost big in one go and was dumbfounded. After downing two drinks, her face was flushed, and she seemed drunk, swaying her head. Just then, the man next to her, Zhou Dong, spoke up again: "Hey Lao Qian, how can you let such a cute girl drink so much? You have a huge capacity for alcohol, why do n't you finish the rest for her?"

Before Qiqi's godfather could speak, Qiqi suddenly stood up and swiftly pulled off her shirt. The air seemed to freeze for a second or two before erupting into a loud chorus of cheers and whistles. Qiqi wasn't wearing anything underneath, and her high, proud breasts stood erect, their size comparable to many of the mature, sexy women in the room, creating an alluring contrast with her slender, petite figure. Her loosely tied tie swayed in front of her chest, further drawing attention to her breasts.

"Wow! A youthful face and huge breasts! Boss Qian is so lucky!" The man in his thirties stared at Qiqi's chest with undisguised greed, his eyes gleaming.

Kiki, having taken off her clothes, put one hand on her hip and waved the other with an air of authority, announcing the game would continue. Her godfather, smiling, pulled her into his arms, her alluring, firm breasts falling into his hands. With each gentle kneading motion, Kiki squirmed comfortably in his embrace.

The ambiguous atmosphere was pushed to a new peak by Kiki. Most of the women were being playfully teased by the men, even the seemingly prim and proper Miss Zhang, after Jay Chou helped her drink a glass, moved to sit next to him, his arm around her waist. His hands gently caressed her delicate skin, but nothing too inappropriate yet.

In the following rounds, the losing women stopped drinking and gradually removed their clothes, but for the time being, only Kiki, whose cleavage was immediately exposed, was revealing. Finally, when Kiki lost another glass, she stood up from her godfather's arms, and all the men's eyes were on her.

"Godfather, where should I take my clothes off?"

"What underwear are you wearing today?"

"The little triangle with ties that you gave me last time."

"I gave you so many, which one is it? Take it off so everyone can see."

Qiqi reached into her super short skirt, fiddled around inside for a bit, and then a small white triangle with pink stripes slid down her thigh. Qiqi caught the pitifully thin pair of underwear and waved it at the audience, eliciting a chorus of cheers and flattery like "Boss Qian has good taste."

Some drank, some took off their clothes, and when it was Qiqi's turn to lose after a round of games, everyone "noticed" Qiqi and her godfather's actions. At this moment, Qiqi was sitting on her godfather's lap, her buttocks facing the man's crotch, her body slightly wriggling uncomfortably, her slender waist being gently held by the man. Although the short skirt was trying to cover it up, everyone knew what they were doing.

The man, around thirty years old, promptly offered another compliment: "Brother Qian, you're truly a hero! Getting down to business so quickly. I've long heard you're a 'golden-gun' (a term for a skilled male prodigy), and I never expected we'd have the chance to witness it firsthand. But Brother Qian, this is a bit unfair of you, performing in front of all these beauties. If they all fall in love and throw themselves at you, the brothers won't even get a taste."

Having laid bare his intentions, this man, surnamed Qian, didn't hide anything further, intensifying his actions. He grabbed Qiqi's breasts from behind, her face turned towards the crowd, and thrust vigorously. With each stroke, the area where the two were joined was faintly visible beneath her skirt, which was occasionally lifted. Whether it was from drinking a lot of alcohol or from being fucked in front of so many people, Qiqi's face was flushed, and even her originally fair, almost translucent skin had turned as red as a ripe apple.

"Brother Zhang, that's not very honorable of you to say that. You're young and promising, when have you ever lacked women throwing themselves at you? I'm just having sex with my goddaughter, I'm not competing with you young people." The man surnamed Qian emphasized the word "goddaughter," eliciting laughter from those around him. The thirty-year-old man smiled, picked up his glass, and said, "Alright, brother, I misspoke, I'll punish myself with a drink. This young lady's name is Qiqi, right? I'll drink that one too."

At this point, everyone seemed to have lost interest in continuing the drinking game. The man surnamed Zhou put his hand inside Ms. Zhang's bra. Ms. Zhang frowned but dared not resist. Earlier, after taking off her shirt to reveal her coat, she drank one glass, ran to the toilet to vomit, and couldn't drink anymore. After losing a few times, she also took off her tight skirt and pantyhose. Despite her insistence on not exposing herself, she ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being played with by men.

I was aroused by this lewd atmosphere. A beautiful woman sitting next to me just watched the whole time, not participating in the game. I saw that she was just helping to pour drinks and order songs, she must be a hostess in the private room. I stared at her revealing nightclub outfit, more alluring than nudity, and wanted to touch her, but I lacked the courage.

Kiki and her godfather were getting increasingly intimate. Kiki suppressed her moans, occasionally letting out a soft cry, which only fueled the man's desire to take advantage of her. The man tightened his grip on her slender waist, and Kiki's body rose and fell with his thrusts, her pigtails swinging playfully. Her high, firm breasts swayed in the dim light of the private room, her two delicate nipples heaving violently, forming two crimson afterimages in my intoxicated vision.

The man surnamed Qian took a microphone and, speaking into Qiqi's slightly parted lips, his soft, slightly hoarse voice, amplified by the speakers, echoed throughout the private room: "Ah...no...so many people are watching...it's so embarrassing...mmm~...don't listen, it's so itchy, harder..."

"You little beauty's getting horny, this isn't your godfather's obedient daughter. Come on, if you want your godfather to fuck you hard, sing me a song."

"You're so mean~, always bullying me...mmm, come a little closer, and I'll let you hold my hand...be a little braver and I'll...I'll go with you...what are you waiting for...fuck me harder..."

"Hey, is this how it's sung?"

"Ah! Don't push...it's touching my cervix...mmm...a little closer, and I'll nod, a little more impulsive and I won't dodge, but the three words 'three talents,' don't hesitate for so long, as long as you say it, you can...you can have me...ah...so good...mmm~!"

At this point, no song was requested, and Qiqi's sweet voice sounded beautiful even when sung a cappella. Back then, SHIELD had just debuted, and Kiki really liked their songs, especially this one. The first time I heard her sing with a microphone, her voice was truly beautiful… if it weren't for her rapid breathing and occasional moans.

Putting down the microphone, Kiki very actively swayed her hips, her hands groping her body. Her super-short skirt was pulled up to her navel, losing its original purpose of covering her, exposing her hairless vulva to everyone. A thick penis stretched her once-narrow opening wide, ruthlessly thrusting in and out of the wet, throbbing cave.

The atmosphere in the private room became lewd. The men had already found their prey, teasing the women's sensitive areas. The man surnamed Zhang, around thirty years old, chose a sexy woman with tanned skin. This woman was already completely naked, and her breasts were comparable to Ms. Zhang's—the biggest bombshell in the room. This sexy woman was kneeling before the man, diligently performing oral sex. But Mr. Zhang wasn't satisfied and pulled over another sexy woman beside him to grope her.

At this moment, Qiqi's godfather stood up, carrying Qiqi. Qiqi was clinging to his neck, her body like a koala, her thick penis still inserted in her wet vagina. I laughed and said to everyone, "My precious daughter is a little shy, we're going to the restroom. You guys continue." Then I carried Qiqi towards the restroom in the room.

By this time, the scene had completely turned into a lewd party. The hostess in the private room next to me called in the waiter who was guarding the door to tidy up the table and brought over two boxes of condoms. Seeing that I was sitting there motionless, she smiled and asked me, "Aren't you going to join in?"

This hostess looked to be in her early twenties, with heavy makeup. She looked young, beautiful, and sexy. However, she had been sitting at the song selection desk, and the man next to her was me. No one made a move on her, but she did drink a few drinks with me.

I shook my head at her offer. She smiled, sat down beside me, leaned slightly against me, and whispered in my ear, "I've noticed you've been sitting here without moving. If our manager sees this, he'll scold me for neglecting a customer. Come on, are you shy? It's okay, I like shy young men."

To be honest, having sex with a beautiful woman like this would be something I'd love to do, but right now my girlfriend was being taken advantage of by another man in the restroom. I had no interest in even flirting with a beautiful woman. I clinked glasses with the woman who had taken the initiative to pick up her glass, then excused myself to go to the restroom and left her side.

As soon as I stood up, the alcohol hit me like a ton of bricks, and I nearly fell over, ending up in the arms of the hostess in the private room. My elbow brushed against her breasts, and feeling their wonderful elasticity, the thought that she wasn't wearing a bra flashed through my mind. I waved my hand and said I was fine, then staggered toward the restroom.

The restroom in the private room was large, with two urinals and two toilets, and Qiqi and her godfather were putting on a passionate show there. I watched them silently, and when I pulled my penis out of the urinal, I found it was already rock hard, almost impossible to urinate!

When I came in, Qiqi was leaning against a male urinal, lying face down in a U-shape, her small buttocks raised high, swaying with the man's movements, her breasts swinging back and forth like a pendulum.

The man glanced at me and said, "Baby, your boyfriend's in. He's watching you. Hmm, your little boyfriend's thing isn't small either."

The man's thrusting wasn't intense, proceeding at a gentle pace, but the "slap slap" sound of flesh colliding with each insertion was crisp, showing that each thrust was very powerful. Qiqi was petite, only 1.5 meters tall, and the man's hairy legs, in a horse stance, allowed him to penetrate from behind at the right height, each thrust powerful and heavy. Qiqi turned her head to look at me, then continued to enjoy the pleasure of sex with her eyes closed, saying with cute moans, "He came today... just to watch me make love with my godfather."

"Oh? Hmm, then lift this leg up so your little boyfriend can see more clearly." The man surnamed Qian said, lifting one of Qiqi's legs, making her spread her little hole open like a female dog urinating, her little hole being penetrated by his penis. That penis looked very thick, a size thicker than mine, stretching her originally thin little hole into a large V shape.

After I finished peeing, I didn't leave. Feeling a little dizzy, I leaned against the wall watching my girlfriend in a live porn video. Seeing me there, the guy surnamed Qian, wanting to embarrass me, said to Qiqi, "How was it, my sweet daughter? Did Daddy's cock feel good?"

"Mmm...good~."

"Who feels better, yours or your boyfriend?"

"Of course Daddy's! Daddy's is so thick and big, and Ah Ming comes so quickly! Mmm...Ah Ming, I'm being fucked...so good right now! See? From now on, you have to fuck me slowly like Daddy, so you can last longer!"

"Hehe, be careful your boyfriend gets angry and dumps you if you say that!"

"No way...Ah Ming isn't the kind of old-fashioned person who'd break up with me if he saw me having sex with another man...Mmm...Ah Ming is so good to me...I'm going to...marry him..."

She was being fucked by another man in front of me, saying she wanted to marry me. Hmm, was she shameless to a level I didn't know about, or is this just how the world is, and I just don't know it yet?

"Ah! So deep!... It's inside... Why is it suddenly... so intense... Ah ha..."
"Because Qiqi said she wants to get married. You young people don't know, every father has very complicated feelings when his daughter is getting married." The

middle-aged man surnamed Qian sighed with emotion while fucking her. From what I heard from him, his daughter was already married, and he was still fucking a girl who was far from the age of marriage! He kept calling Qiqi "daughter," he must have fantasized about his own biological daughter, what a pervert! The

"slap slap slap" sound suddenly became crisper and more intense, and Qiqi's pleasurable moans turned into meaningless moans. The arm that was as thick as Qiqi's thigh lifted Qiqi's lower abdomen. He no longer held a horse stance but straightened his hairy legs. Qiqi's feet actually left the ground, and her thin legs swayed weakly in the air with the man's piston-like movements.

The man stood tall and proud, each thrust of his thick, bear-like hips pulling Kiki's body towards him. The brutality of his penetration made my teeth ache; I was genuinely worried he'd break her. Kiki's cries began to tremble with tears, pleading for mercy again and again, but these pleas only fueled his ruthlessness. Kiki's once beautiful face was contorted like a witch's, an expression of extreme pain. If I hadn't seen this expression on actresses' faces so often in porn, and if Kiki hadn't been vaguely moaning things like "I'm going to heaven... I'm having an orgasm," I almost would have rushed in to stop him.

But Kiki seemed genuinely in pain. Should I go and rescue her? Or should I ask the man to be gentler? While I was agonizing over this, the man let out a low growl, his originally deep voice turning as sharp as a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Baby! I'm going to cum!"

"Cum inside! Cum inside Kiki and get her pregnant! As long as it's your sugar daddy, it doesn't matter how many times she gets pregnant!"
"You little slut, it's all yours! If her belly gets big this time, you'll give birth! Heh... I'm cumming! Ughhh!"
The man's body suddenly froze, staring blankly at the ceiling, with an expression of utter acceptance. He put Kiki down, and Kiki's legs went weak as her feet touched the ground again, causing her to collapse to the floor. A puddle of liquid spread from her buttocks; having drunk quite a bit, she finally couldn't hold her bladder after her orgasm and lost control of her bladder!
Satisfied, the man pulled up his pants, said "Let's go" to Kiki, nodded to me, and walked out of the bathroom first. I helped Qiqi out of the restroom and saw her godfather greeting various people. The man surnamed Zhou was enjoying oral sex from Ms. Zhang, waving dismissively at the man surnamed Qian who had left early. Qiqi took the clothes someone handed her and hurriedly put them on before following her godfather out of the private room.

...

Late at night, Qiqi and I strolled along the paths of the residential area, each step very slow. After leaving the nightclub, we got into Qiqi's godfather's car and went to a villa complex. At his house, that bear-like middle-aged man once again ravaged Qiqi in front of me, a sight that opened my eyes to something I only knew about missionary and doggy style. As we left his house, the man patted my shoulder with his large, fan-like hand, telling me that he rarely got to have sex with a woman twice in a row, and that it was especially enjoyable to do it in front of her boyfriend. He told me to come to his place more often with Qiqi.

Back in the neighborhood, neither of us seemed inclined to go home so early. Qiqi's legs were a little weak, and she walked at a snail's pace. I, on the other hand, had something to say but didn't know how to begin.

"Aming, come sit with me over there for

a bit. I need to sober up," Qiqi said, pointing to a bench under a streetlamp. The two of us sat down silently. As I helped her sit, I noticed a trail of semen on her thin thigh, extending down to her stockings. Qiqi rested her head on my shoulder. Perhaps because she wasn't wearing underwear, the familiar scent of her genitals, along with the smell of semen, was particularly strong. Qiqi gave a cute yawn and whispered that she was sleepy.

After a long silence, I had many questions in my mind, but they were all jumbled up, and I didn't know where to begin. After thinking for a long time, I finally managed to ask one: "Do you often do this kind of thing?"

"Yeah, you mean going out for drinks? Or sleeping with men?"

"Sleeping with men."

"Yeah… I do it often. Several men, I have to be with this one today and that one tomorrow, it's exhausting."

"Why do you do this kind of thing?"

"Because of money."

"Are you short of money?"

"Are you stupid? Who would complain about not having enough money? Let me do the math for you. After I get married, I need to buy a house. If my husband isn't rich, like you, I'll have to…"

Qiqi was counting on her fingers, calculating her future plans. She hadn't yet snapped out of her reverie about the future when I abruptly interrupted her: "Then what am I?"

Kiki turned to look at me, seemingly puzzled as to why I would ask such a question. Without thinking, she said, "You are my first love."

Ah! First love... what a pure and beautiful relationship.

"Although I didn't give you my first time, you are indeed my first boyfriend. And it's not my fault, we've known each other for so long, and you've never confessed to me. I was taken advantage of when I was 14. You're too slow."

"Just a little closer and I'll let you hold my hand, just a little braver and I'll go with you. What are you waiting for? Time is running out. If we keep going, we'll just be friends. Just a little more forward and I'll turn back, just a little more impulsive and I won't back down. But don't hesitate for so long over those three words. As long as you say them, you can have me. I don't believe that we've developed feelings but can't reach love. We're so considerate, yet it's only in our hearts. Can you make a decision quickly and tell me I love you? Just a little closer and I'll let you hold my hand..." The girl's soft, clear voice floated in the quiet night sky. When the song ended, Qiqi leaned on my shoulder as if she was about to fall asleep and whispered to me, "Aming, I haven't heard you say that yet."

"Say what?"

"Those three words."

I'd told her I liked her, but never said I loved her. Originally, I didn't think there was any difference, but for some reason—perhaps it was youthful shyness, or perhaps it felt too heavy to say "I love you. "

After a long silence, just as I was about to speak, I realized the girl leaning on my shoulder seemed to have fallen asleep.
But two clear tears streamed down her peacefully closed eyes…

Chapter Four

"Wow! Sister Jia, Sister Jia, you look so beautiful today!" A girl with freckles on her face shook Yu Jia's arm, calling out repeatedly. Yu Jia touched her cheek, her expression a languid charm, instantly captivating, making several boys who were secretly glancing at her stare.

"Really? I'm not wearing makeup today, you're just trying to make me happy."

"Absolutely not! Your skin looks so good today! Did you go to a beauty salon? Don't you share your secrets with your sisters?"

Yu Jia slapped away the hand pinching her cheek, and the two girls playfully wrestled. During this time, Yu Jia glanced at me a few times, her expressive eyes subtly flashing me.

I gazed at her figure, even more alluring after the pleasure of sex, thinking of storing up my semen for a few days before taking her to a hotel for another round of intense sex. Qiqi had dropped out of school and I couldn't contact her; having such a class beauty as a sex partner meant life wouldn't be so difficult.

Honestly, I never intended to pursue her. She was tall, easily 1.6 meters, almost taller than me in heels, with a flamboyant and energetic personality—completely incompatible with my unremarkable self. It was hard to imagine us walking hand-in-hand; it felt so awkward. This society, after all, values harmony.

In public, I deliberately kept my distance; in private, we were inseparable. While we didn't have sex every day, every few days we'd book a hotel room for a passionate night together. The pleasure of sex had truly matured Yujia. She no longer wore those ridiculously heavy makeup with false eyelashes and deep eyeshadow, just a light layer of natural foundation. Although she still wore those flashy clothes for nightclubs, she looked much more pleasing to the eye than before. She no longer schemed and tried every trick in the book to keep other girls from overshadowing her; her personality became much more reserved and ethereal, which made her even more popular. Countless boys wanted to date her during the day and fantasized about her at night.

One day after school, I was playing basketball, letting out the excess energy I'd slept through the day. Suddenly, my teammates stopped passing the ball, and the opponents became even more aggressive. I then realized that Yujia had been standing on the sidelines watching. No wonder these boys were all acting like animals in heat, clamoring and vying for attention in front of the opposite sex.

I, on the other hand, was rather listless, lingering on the sidelines. If I wanted to show off my manliness in front of Yujia, I wouldn't need to be on the basketball court; I could do it in bed. Because of my inaction, our team quickly lost, and according to the rules, the losing team would be replaced by another team.

I sat on the sidelines, covered in sweat, when Yujia handed me a drink, squatted down next to me, and said, "Aming, will you stay with me for evening self-study tonight?"

The workload in the second year of high school had increased, and evening self-study sessions had been introduced. However, in this school with little study atmosphere, it didn't matter whether I went to evening self-study sessions or not. And since I didn't care about grades or attendance, I had never gone even once. Yujia wanted me to accompany her, the good student, to some evening self-study session. I lazily stretched out my leg and said, "No!"
Yujia pushed my shoulder, "Come on~, my good husband, please."

Normally, Yujia coming to be affectionate with me would cause a stir and teasing among those around us. However, on this testosterone-filled basketball court, Yujia whispering to me and flirting intimately directly attracted countless hostile stares and jealousy. I coughed awkwardly and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I give up. It's evening self-study, right? I'll go."

Back on the court, a teammate casually asked me, "What did Chen Yujia want with you?"
I shrugged, "She's itchy, she wants me to fuck her."

The teammate gave me the middle finger and told me to get lost. I innocently shrugged. Making excuses would only make things worse, but telling the truth no one believed me. Indeed, in this society, honesty is the best policy, and one should be honest.

The bell rang for evening self-study. I walked into the classroom, stuffed my jacket into my drawer, and plopped down in my seat. Yujia, who had temporarily moved to the back row to sit next to me, frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you go back and take a shower and change your clothes?"

I tucked up my jersey, picked up a textbook, and fanned myself, lazily replying, "Playing basketball until dark, then eating something, where would I find the time?"

I was covered in sweat from the court, my body radiating heat like a furnace, and the stench of sweat made Yujia's eyebrows furrow. There wasn't anything particularly special about evening self-study. Yujia did her homework, occasionally whispering to me, while I idly doodled things like dicks and breasts on the blank pages of my notebook.

There weren't many people at evening self-study; most were high-achieving students studying diligently, or the few couples in the class who were always seen together. The quiet classroom bored me. I glanced around and saw that it was just me and Yujia sitting in the back row. So I pulled down my basketball shorts and took out my penis, which had been tucked into my pants.

A strong stench of sweat, piss, and prostatic secretions filled the air. Even I wrinkled my nose at the smell, let alone Yujia next to me. Yujia turned her head and glared at me, whispering, "You're a pervert!"

I took her left hand and placed it on my steaming penis. Her hand flinched, but still obediently wrapped around it, her cool little hand gently stroking it, making it harder and harder.

Yujia blushed deeply, her left hand holding my penis and gently stroking it, while her right hand absentmindedly wrote her homework with a thin ballpoint pen. Before, in class, the most I did with Qiqi was touch her thighs and take advantage of her. But now, doing this for the first time in the classroom felt incredibly exciting. My penis was erect, the glans swollen and purple, and a lot of clear, viscous fluid was dripping from the urethral opening, mixing with greasy sweat and being wiped away by my stroking hand.

Feeling the penis growing thicker in her hand, Yujia's breathing became erratic. She bit down on her long pen, her brow furrowed, as if pondering a very profound problem. Just then, a girl sitting at the table in front of her suddenly turned around, holding a notebook, pointing to a problem, and said to Yujia, "Sister Jia, do we need to…"
"Ah! You you you you... what did you say?" A piercing scream rang out in the relatively quiet classroom, and the whole class turned to look at us. Yujia withdrew her hand from my penis as if she had been electrocuted, her face burning red all the way to her ears. She stammered for a while, then said to the girl whose face had turned pale from Yujia's sudden reaction, "I I I... I was just thinking about something, and you suddenly yelled at me so loudly, it scared me to death. What did you say?"

The girl looked innocent, suspiciously observing Yujia and me acting suspiciously, muttering that my voice was so soft, how could it scare anyone, and then asked how to solve a math problem.

After this incident, Yujia refused to continue helping me masturbate, so out of boredom, I shifted my focus to her thighs. I lifted her short skirt, which just reached her knees, revealing long black stockings with lace trim. I reached out and gently touched them, feeling the ultra-thin texture.

My fingers slowly slid upwards from her rounded kneecaps, gradually moving from the top of her thighs towards the inner thighs. I caressed her from bottom to top with my palm, then slid down with the back of my hand. With each repetition, the pressure gradually increased, moving closer to her private parts beneath her skirt, finally stopping at the very top of her thighs, caressing the taut skin exposed outside her stockings.

Yujia's hand gripping the pen trembled; her fingers turned white from the force, the sharp tip almost piercing the paper. When she finally put the pen down, her expression changed from a furrowed brow of restraint to a seductive, dreamy look.

It would be quite amusing if the rest of the class saw her with that aroused expression. Intentionally or unintentionally, my fingers touched her private parts through her underwear, but never violated that area. Her thighs had already parted willingly, but my hand remained lingering on her skin, pretending not to notice.

Evening self-study was divided into two periods; the first ended at 9:30 PM, and the second at 10:30 PM. Most students leave around 9 PM, with only a few boarding students staying until 10 PM. We were having a great time making little moves in the classroom. I kept teasing her, focusing on areas that aroused her desires, such as her thighs, sides, the outer edge of her breasts, and armpits. However, I avoided touching sensitive areas that could provide some satisfaction through caressing, like her genitals, nipples, and ankles.

Yujia was aroused by my teasing, but she couldn't even get a little satisfaction. She was so teased that she slumped in her seat until the last female student left the classroom. She glanced at us suspiciously and said, "Sister Jia, it's so late, remember to turn off the lights and close the door." Yujia just nodded slightly in response.

When it was just the two of us in the classroom, Yujia grabbed my arm tightly, her big eyes glistening with beautiful tears, like someone from a romance novel finally meeting someone after all the hustle and bustle. "Aming... I want it so much..." That's what she said.

Although I figured she probably wouldn't refuse to have sex right there in the classroom, I wasn't that audacious yet. I helped her up, put my arm around her slender waist, and we walked out of the classroom.

Walking through the campus at night, my arm around her delicate yet firm waist, we occasionally brushed past each other, but no one really noticed us, so many couples were looking for a spot on campus at this hour. I noticed a charming smile on Yujia's lips, probably because we'd never strolled around campus like a couple before. Looking at her height, which I had to look up at because of her high heels, I slowly moved my hand from her waist to her full, soft buttocks. Her face, filled with happiness, instantly turned into a shy blush. She gave me a sidelong glance but ignored my mischievous hand.
Once outside the school gate, I told her about a great place for late-night snacks and led her through a small park. Walking along the winding paths, we suddenly heard rustling sounds coming from the dark woods beside us. Yujia looked a little nervous and asked what it was.

I gave a knowing smile. "Haven't you been here before? This is a paradise for rendezvous; couples come here almost every night for trysts."

Yu Jia's face showed a hint of unease, and she said with feigned disdain, "Hmph, I'm not an animal in heat, what an idiot."
My hand, which had been caressing her buttocks, suddenly slipped under her skirt, my palm resting on her soft bottom, while my fingers slid between her thighs, gently caressing her private parts through her damp panties. Just one touch was enough to make Yu Jia's legs go weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

I rubbed the glistening, sticky fluid between my fingertips and teased, "What's this? Let me smell it... Hmm, it smells like she's in heat."

"Ugh! It's all because you bullied me in the classroom!"

Going for a late-night snack, then getting a hotel room and taking a shower would take at least an hour, and the initial passion would inevitably cool down, making things less satisfying. I decisively led the aroused Yu Jia into the woods by the roadside.

Away from the streetlights, the city's reddened night sky only provided enough light for barely making out each other up close. From a distance, we could only see blurry outlines. Even if someone spotted us, they would only see two people doing business, not who they were. And who would be so boring as to disturb someone else's good time?

We came to the shade of a tall sycamore tree, its dense foliage providing excellent cover. Yujia knelt on the soft grass and, in the darkness, took my already erect penis into her mouth. She spat it out after just one suck on the glans, complaining, "It stinks! And it's so salty! It's disgusting!"

"You played ball, didn't you? And you didn't shower."

Her small tongue licked every corner of my penis, the large glans being sucked by her small mouth, her warm mouth gently teasing the slippery glans. I remember the first time we did it, she tried a little and then refused to perform oral sex. Now she can do basic actions like licking and sucking, although she's still not very skilled and her teeth still touch me. Her technique is worlds apart from Qiqi's, but she's still someone I trained. The psychological satisfaction she gets is something Qiqi, a woman whose body is practically untouched, can't provide. Although she still has a strong aversion to oral sex, she'll try to eat it step by step. Now she can even put things that I find disgusting in her mouth. One day she'll be able to eat my penis like it's a delicacy.

I pulled off her panties and felt them in my hand. The fabric was very thin, with very fine strings and lace trim; it seemed to be a very sexy thong. Usually, no matter how sexy or flashy Yujia dresses, she always chooses ordinary, comfortable cotton panties. It seems she put in some effort to seduce me this time.

Throughout the evening self-study session, the teasing wasn't just enough to make Yujia crumble at the slightest touch; I was also on the verge of exploding. I had Yujia hold onto the thick tree trunk with both hands and entered her body from behind. The feeling of being enveloped made me let out a strange cry. A jolt of electricity swept through my entire body, as if every cell in my body was activated, even my scalp was tingling.

"Ah! It's in..." I lifted one of her jade-like legs, leaving only one foot in a high heel struggling to touch the soft grass. In the darkness, I didn't need to grope to enter that familiar body. The incredibly moist cavity made insertion incredibly smooth. My filthy, smelly penis, which had been covered up all day, was inserted, bringing with it all the sour sweat and bacteria. I tasted the pleasure emanating from her body, and my penis began to thrust in and out with a series of "plop plop" sounds.

"Ahhh~! Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh~!" Her soul-stirring moans drifted through the quiet night.
She didn't seem to suppress her voice at all, just letting out these passionate cries.

"You seem to really enjoy it. You're such a perverted woman, getting so aroused being fucked like this in a place like this." I held one of her raised legs with my right hand, thrusting my lower abdomen against her firm buttocks while gently kneading her delicate clitoris with my other hand, intending to conquer this wanton body as quickly as possible.
I brushed aside her straight hair, gently biting her sensitive ear, licking the back of her ear with my tongue, and whispered in her ear, "Does this feel good? How does it feel to be fucked outdoors like this?"

Her ears were her fatal weakness; a gentle lick and I felt her body tense up instantly, her entire pelvis contracting, making me hiss and gasp with pleasure. She was using a strong-smelling shower gel, her body exuding an alluring, warm fragrance that mingled with my sweaty odor.

"Oh...it feels so good...it feels so good~!...Ahhh~!! Don't touch my clitoris like that...I'll...ahhh!..."

I pressed my chest against her back, pulling her body slightly closer to me. She turned to look at me, and in the darkness, I found her lips and kissed her deeply. The deep kiss melted away her unease about making love in the wild. When she couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, I released her lips and focused on conquering her vagina.

"Ah~ ahhh~...so intense...doing it like this...huff...I can't take it...ahhh..."

As I thrust into her vagina, I suddenly heard voices not far away.

"Huh? Listen, what's that sound?"

"Ah, don't you know? This is a paradise for secret rendezvous, that's why I didn't want to take this path earlier... But the sound is so loud today."

"Like animals in heat, so shameless... You know this place, have you been here with your boyfriend before?"

"You're going to die!"

"Haha... Don't tickle me... Haha..."

It seemed like two boarding school girls were going to get a late-night snack and were taking a shortcut through this park path. Yujia and I were actually less than 10 meters from the roadside. Yujia noticed someone passing by and tried to suppress her moans. I took advantage of this moment to launch a more intense attack. As the two girls walked away while playfully fighting, Yujia's suppressed moans burst out, almost echoing throughout the grove.

A couple who were doing their business stopped not far away. I don't know if they had finished or were disturbed by our loud noise. The two figures watched us from a distance. I couldn't see their faces, and I guess they couldn't see us either.
Yujia's inconsiderate moans attracted the attention of others. While it's exciting to have sex in the wild and be watched, things can get complicated if someone, especially a classmate from school, walks over and recognizes us. I maintained my fastest thrusting pace, striving to reach the peak of lust. Amidst Yujia's frantic cries, I sensed the approach of ejaculation.

"I'm about to cum!"

"Mmm..."

Yujia lowered her long, slender legs, bent over, and braced herself against the thick tree trunk, ready to receive my final, furious onslaught. I took a deep breath, gripped her pelvis, and thrust forward. She gritted her teeth, making cute nasal sounds, her wet little hole burning hot. I looked at the two figures not far away and roared, "I'm coming! I'm cumming it all in you!"

"Ahhh... It's inside... It's inside my little hole... Ahh! So much... Ugh..."
I took two steps back, panting heavily, and pulled my still-erect penis out of her little hole, bouncing twice in the air, accidentally splashing the remaining semen onto Yujia's clothes. The dim light shone on her round buttocks. She swayed her hips seductively at me, her fingers spreading her vulva wide open, from which jelly-like semen flowed.

I straightened my disheveled clothes slightly, took her hand, and left the grove, stepping back onto the stone path. The stiletto heels clicked crisply in the quiet night. As Yujia walked, she tidied her messy hair. I smiled and said to her, "Let's go get some late-night snacks."

"Okay, sure. Then... shall we go to a hotel afterward?"

"Don't worry, I know you didn't climax earlier. I'll definitely satisfy you tonight, you little wildcat. Here, put this on."
"I thought you were going to make me go to the late-night snacks naked."

"That wouldn't be bad either, but I'd rather see you in your underwear right now. Hmm... very sexy underwear. I won't take it off later; I'll let you wear it while I fuck you."

Taking the lace thong, Yujia looked at it from left to right, and said hesitantly, "Will I wear it here?"
"Yes, I'll wear it here."

"You're such a pervert."

"Hehe, isn't that what you like about me?"

—Just

as Yujia and I were passionately developing our secret relationship... uh, our secret affair, I encountered the most deadly Weaver Girl in my life again. It was before the first class one morning.

Her short, dashing hair slightly covered her round cheeks, and a sweet smile graced her full oval face. It was already autumn, yet she was still dressed in light summer clothes, a skirt that didn't reach her knees, revealing her straight legs. On her feet were crystal-clear high-heeled sandals, the pale yellow straps wrapping around her slender, fair calves. Her sexy attire drew whistles from the boys.

She walked briskly towards me, her high heels clicking with an elegant, composed rhythm. She led me to her side, gave a seductive wink to a boy next to her, and said, "Handsome, could you switch seats? I want to sit with my man."

Her voice, a blend of elegance and sweetness, was melodious yet carried an undeniable air of authority. The boy obediently gathered his things and moved aside, and she sat down naturally, as if we were still classmates. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, a captivating smile spreading across her lips. "Ah Ming," she said, "long time no see. Did you miss me?"

My heart felt like it was being gripped. Forgotten, buried emotions surged up, finally coalescing into a dry, strained "Qiqi...it's been so long..."

...

In a not-so-high-end but elegant Western restaurant, soft classical jazz music played. In a quiet spot by the window, I awkwardly used a knife and fork to work on my steak. Being in such a place for the first time made me a little reserved.

Her short hair was neatly styled, the ends falling around her neck. Her beautifully trimmed bangs gently veiled her arched eyebrows. Her ears were hidden in her hair, but her small earlobes peeked out, adorned with silver pendants. A delicate necklace adorned her long, slender neck. She wore a simple short-sleeved shirt with a wide neckline that revealed her sexy collarbone. The fitted clothes accentuated her shapely figure, highlighting her full, curvaceous chest. Her graceful figure exuded a confident arrogance.

I chewed on my steak, the taste of which I couldn't quite place, and muttered, "Tsk, I almost didn't recognize you."

Her slender, white fingers gently held the stem of a glass, tilting the cylindrical body at a 45-degree angle. Pink lips kissed the rim, and she took a small sip of white wine, her entire movement as elegant as a noblewoman's. Only after placing the glass back on the table did she slowly ask, "What did you say?"

"Um, I meant you've changed a lot," I mumbled, my clothes clashing with the surroundings, as I carelessly chewed my steak.

"You got a haircut? Does it look good?"

"Hmm...it suits you quite well, but your old long hair was also nice, the one that covered your face."
"Ah, that Japanese-style princess hairstyle, I'll grow it long if you like it..." "

It's mainly that your temperament has changed."

"That's because, at this age, if I still have to act cute, I'd feel disgusted with myself."
We chatted casually, and I really wanted to ask her where she had been all this time, but I couldn't bring myself to ask. Although I felt she wouldn't avoid the topic, I had a vague feeling that what she had experienced during her absence was something I wouldn't feel good about if I knew.

After dinner, we went to see an old, clichéd romantic movie. Qiqi watched with interest, but unlike other women watching movies, she didn't secretly shed tears over the melodramatic scenes. In the darkness, she held my hand, our fingers intertwined, just like other couples watching movies together, but I just didn't feel that spark of love.

Qiqi planned the entire evening's date, and I followed her around like a puppet. She asked if I wanted to go to certain places, and I said anything was fine. She tried on clothes and asked if they looked good, and I said they all did. She didn't seem to care about my perfunctory attitude or coldness, playing the role of a girl deeply in love, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

It was late, and Qiqi hailed a taxi, telling the driver to go to our neighborhood. It seemed our date was over, and we'd each go home. However, as we passed our usual hotel near the school, Qiqi suddenly told the driver to stop.

That night, the hotel owner seemed to be drunk. Seeing me lead a beautiful woman in… no, a beautiful woman leading me in, he leered at Qiqi, his gaze fixed on her as if he could see right through her clothes.

“Hey bro, here again? Wow, only been a few days and you’ve changed again. This beauty is much more alluring than the last one, haha! Uh…” Clearly intoxicated, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut. Seeing my embarrassed expression, the owner obviously realized his mistake and awkwardly handed me the room key.

Qiqi followed me into the room with a half-smile. As soon as the door closed, Qiqi wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her whole body against mine, her soft breasts pressing tightly against me. I involuntarily embraced her soft body, and at that moment, I clearly realized how pathetic I had been!

During the time Qiqi disappeared, I called her but she wouldn’t answer, I went to her house but couldn’t find her. I even waited outside her door for a whole day and night but didn’t see her. Since then, I've imagined what it would be like if we met again. Perhaps I'd lose control and yell at her, perhaps I'd coldly treat her like a stranger, perhaps I'd slap her and demand, "I love you so much, you're my girlfriend, how could you sleep with someone else and get pregnant?"... I imagined all sorts of scenarios, but when we met again, sat together in class again, went on another date, I said nothing.

When I was with Yujia, I thought she was the girl who could make me forget Qiqi. In fact, during that time I didn't think about Qiqi much. I thought I could have a new beginning, but then Qiqi suddenly came back, easily walking into my life with a completely unfamiliar demeanor.

So many words, so much resentment, so many emotions that had tormented me were shattered by her hug. I held her tightly, so very tightly, as if afraid she would disappear from my life again.

Damn it, I actually like her this much...

"Let's take a shower first..." she whispered in my ear.

Hot water poured down from the showerhead, the temperature set high. The bathroom was filled with steam, much like my bewildered state of mind. After what seemed like an eternity, the bathroom door opened, and a graceful figure emerged from the steam, completely naked, like Aphrodite born from the sea foam—a truly dreamlike sight.
She gently embraced me, her soft, trembling voice lingering in my ear: "Why did you take so long? Were you implying we should take a bath together? Or were you deliberately making me wait so long to play this anxiety game? You're so naughty..." Her
delicate skin pressed against mine, stimulating my most primal desires. My body reacted instinctively before I could even think, and my limp penis rose against her soft skin. I embraced her soft, delicate body, my fingertips tracing her cheek, lingering on her lips. Her lips were beautiful, a pale color, perfect for kissing.

Two arms encircled my neck; she gently rose on her tiptoes, her eyes closed, her small face slightly upturned. Without thinking, my body acted instinctively. I leaned down, my thin lips gently kissing hers. I had done this countless times; kissing her like this had become an instinct.

Such a familiar taste, a taste that had captivated me countless times, a taste I couldn't resist. Even knowing that many had tasted her lips, knowing that her mouth had tasted many men's penises—damn it, I still couldn't resist her allure!

Afraid of falling for her, I restrained myself from holding her too tightly, from kissing her too deeply. After a few moments of mutual kissing, we parted. There was no passion, no fervor, but it felt like a long-time couple occasionally expressing the intimacy of their fingertips—a kiss that evoked a warm, sweet feeling.

She tore open a bottle of shower gel, squeezed the foam into her hand, and smeared it on my thin, bony chest. Her soft little hands continued to explore downwards, finally grasping my already erect penis, and she rubbed the foam back and forth on it.
"It's telling me it really wants to do it with me! What an honest child."

My penis throbbed with engorgement, like a nodding child, the head rubbing against her palm, as if pleading. She took my hand and placed it on her breast, guiding it to gently knead her soft flesh. Her sweet voice, tinged with a hint of resentment, said, "What's wrong? You used to pounce on me like a wild beast, why have you become so wooden?"

Her soft, melancholic voice was so alluring, and my throbbing penis protested. I suddenly felt like I was crazy! Whether I liked her or not, our relationship was never what I thought it would be. Since she was just playing around, why should I take it so seriously?

A feeling akin to anger was rising within me. I grabbed a towel and tied it around her wrists, then roughly shoved her against the wall. Qiqi cried out in pain, "Ouch!" I lifted her legs up to my waist, raising her entire body, and with a thrust, my penis plunged into her smooth, bare vagina with a whoosh.
"Ah! It's in! Ah Ming's penis! Ah... so intense right from the start..."

Her bound hands clung to my neck, her body rising and falling against the wall as I fucked her. Her vagina, which hadn't had any foreplay, gradually became wet, sucking on the penis wreaking havoc inside. Her legs, which I was holding, also lewdly clamped around my waist.

"You're so fucking slutty, seducing me as soon as you get back. You really want me to fuck you that badly?" I roared, howling. The hot water was still on, the steam enveloping us, making us feel as if we were on a cloud of lust.
"Ah...ahh...because of Ah Ming's cock...it feels so good...I got wet as soon as I saw you...ahh...so good...so good..." Her legs squeezed my waist even tighter, her petite body rising and falling in sync with my thrusts. Every time I pushed into her pussy, her buttocks would sink down, allowing my cock to penetrate even deeper.

"Nonsense! You slut, do you think I don't know? I can't satisfy you at all! You must prefer a bunch of men fucking you together, right?"

"Ha...if Ah Ming likes...he can fuck me with others...um..."

"Fuck!" Kiki's slutty energy stimulated my nerves, her writhing pussy constantly sucking my cock. The immense pleasure made me unstoppable, attacking relentlessly. Within minutes, the signs of ejaculation surged up, and I gritted my teeth and stopped the piston-like motion, suppressing the rising orgasm.

I pulled Kiki into my arms, her arms around her waist. She clung to me like a koala as I carried her out of the bathroom, then roughly tossed her onto the soft double bed. She

hadn't dried herself after the shower; her wet, short hair was disheveled and fell across her face, creating a breathtaking beauty! As she lay on the bed, her full breasts rose and fell with her disordered breathing, forming an alluring sight. Her waist was slender, her abdomen flat, and her large breasts, like two towering peaks standing abruptly on a plain, didn't feel out of place at all; instead, they were an ultimate temptation.

The towel was still tied around her wrists, and Qiqi, who was dazed and confused from being thrown around, looked rather masochistic. I pulled her hair, and she cried out in pain as she scrambled to her feet and knelt on the bed. I made her use her bound hands to grasp my penis, and then I started fucking her clasped hands.

Qiqi's hands were incredibly soft, almost boneless, her slender index fingers interlaced as she gripped my burning hot penis, stroking it with a rhythmic, gentle touch in sync with my thrusts. Her pitiful expression fueled my violent emotions of torment, abuse, and torture. I grabbed her hair and ordered her to stick out her cute tongue, placing the head of my penis on her soft tongue and smearing the fluid secreted from the urethral opening onto her taste buds.

Qiqi's body writhed slightly with the thrusting, her firm breasts swaying gently, her vulva rubbing against the disheveled sheets, clearly very itchy! This unintentional little movement revealed her lewd nature, making my heart flutter. I roared, "Come on! Harder!"

Hearing my cry, Qiqi tightened her grip, squeezing my monstrous penis tightly, tearing at my foreskin. My corpora cavernosa were deformed from her grip. A strange pleasure rose within the pain; I even craved her to abuse my penis more roughly! Her

small tongue teased the sensitive part of the glans, and my penis suddenly throbbed violently, almost breaking free from her small hands. Qiqi opened her mouth wide, her tongue beneath the glans, preparing to receive the impending ejaculation.

My penis spasmed and contracted, finally reaching a critical point. With a sudden burst, semen shot out like a torrent, into Qiqi's mouth, making her cough. After the first spurt, my penis contracted and expanded, and the second wave of semen shot out powerfully, landing on her fair face. Kiki shrank back in fright from the intense facial ejaculation. The third wave of semen followed, shooting onto her head. The white semen clung to her glossy black hair, creating a most lewd scene.

My penis swelled and contracted, ejaculating a stream of semen each time, repeating this five times until her face was completely covered. Semen slid down her pretty profile, and the semen mixed with saliva dripped from her tongue, down her chin, and onto her high breasts, leaving little clumps of cream on her jade-like skin.

She picked up a drop of semen from her face with her slender fingers, put it in her mouth, and sucked on her fingertip for a moment. She pouted and glared at me, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying, you shot so much!"

Her lewd appearance stopped my penis from going soft. I pushed her down onto the bed, her bound hands raised above her head, her breasts arching dramatically with the weight of her arms.

I parted her long, slender legs and buried my head between her thighs, my tongue licking her already wet and tender vulva. A strong, fishy smell mingled with her vaginal fluids, gushing from her opening. The closed slit writhed, slightly revealing the labia minora hidden within.

I parted the slightly darkened labia, revealing the pinkish flesh inside, and my tongue plunged into the writhing flesh, stirring wildly. Waves of viscous fluids gushed from the moist passage, splashing onto my face. The glistening clitoris was exposed, trembling shyly in the air. I covered it with my tongue and licked it roughly, the erotic taste stimulating my taste buds. I licked with great force and madness.

Suddenly, her long, slender thighs clamped tightly around my head, trapping my face between her thighs. The viscous fluids, with their strong, fishy smell, gushed out like urine, spraying all over my face!

I wiped the sticky liquid from my face with my hand, realizing that we had both ejaculated on each other's faces.

Slender fingers parted her tender labia, revealing a deep, secluded path, its layers of folds faintly visible. Qiqi, her lips parted in an "M" shape, pleaded with a mixture of sobs and resentment, "Stop torturing me! Please, come in!"

Her open vulva was like a whirlpool, seemingly capable of swallowing one's soul. I rubbed my penis against the entrance, but she pulled me inside. Both our genitals secreted thick, slippery love fluid. My penis pierced through the layers of folds within the passage, reaching its deepest point. As I withdrew, the tip of my glans scraped against the inner walls—a sensation indescribably wonderful!

I murmured her name, my body instinctively convulsing. Each thrust brought forth copious amounts of vaginal fluid, stretching her previously closed vulva wide, her labia minora turned outwards, gripping my throbbing penis.

"Ah!...Ah Ming's penis...so good...so deep..."

The towel tied to her hands had somehow been freed, and she tightly hugged my head with both hands. I pressed down on her spread thighs, using my entire body weight to penetrate her vagina. Each time I thrust, my penis went all the way in, the soft spring mattress creaking under the pressure.

My heart was pounding, and an indescribable emotion was eager to be released. Our bodies were intertwined, without any technique, only familiarity with each other's bodies. Simply following our instincts to fuck her created a very harmonious feeling.
"You seem to feel a lot. Does it feel good to be fucked like this?"

"Ha...so good...Ah Ming's penis is the best!...Ah...it's getting bigger inside!...So powerful...harder..."

My blood rushed, and my penis, which had already ejaculated once, returned to its peak state, ravaging her vagina roughly, while her vagina continuously sucked and gripped the hot penis, making a gentle counterattack.

The endless lust seemed inexhaustible; after one ejaculation, the second round would begin immediately. The desire to ejaculate was like our ambiguous feelings, always lacking something, never reaching the peak of passion.

I frantically fucked her tender hole, the deep, sweet hole easily accepting my fierce attack. Qiqi's delicate body trembled from my thrusts, clinging tightly to me, her cries growing louder and louder.

Lust finally destroyed my reason. I flipped her over, making her kneel on the bed, and gripped her snow-white buttocks with both hands, thrusting violently. The dark penis and the snow-white buttocks formed a stark contrast. Her open hole coiled around my penis, her snowy buttocks welcoming the thrusts, tightly gripping the hot penis.

Qiqi's vagina was looser than Yujia's, but it seemed to have magic, able to grip my penis tightly, as if every fold of the inner wall could squeeze it. I roared, writhing like I was on drugs, sweat pouring down her snow-white back. The impact of our flesh produced a dull, pounding sound, her alluring anus opening and closing rhythmically. I extended a finger, stroking the folds of her clitoris, and gently pushed it in—a finger that slipped in effortlessly!

"No!... If you do this... ahh... it's so intense... I'm going to break... ahhh... harder!... fuck me to death..."

Her vagina spasmed, the moist passage becoming scorching hot, her juices gushing out like a burst dam, the exaggerated flow dripping from her crotch and soaking the sheets. I gripped her snow-white buttocks tightly, roaring and howling, my glans protruding from her clitoris, semen gushing out with my fury, slamming hard against her cervix.

Kiki's legs went weak from the ejaculation, and she collapsed onto the bed. The penis slid out of her vagina with a hiss, the remaining semen splattering onto her smooth back as it swayed. Her vagina, as muddy as a swamp, gushed out spurts of semen. I thought of how other men had impregnated her like this, and a surge of madness rose within me. I thrust my still-erect penis back into her.

"Ah! Why is it so...no...ahhh!!"
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