Profound Memories 33

Yan and I tried the other three beds, and the same thing happened. They were either creaking or groaning. I was about to lose it again. "Can't I just have some peace and quiet? Do we have to consult the almanac before we can even have sex?" In my impatience, I looked around the room and a lightbulb went off when I saw the small cabinet. I said to Yan, "Little sister, find a pillowcase and put it on the cabinet, I'll stand." Yan, using the moonlight, fumbled around on the bed for a while and found a pillowcase, which she placed on the bedside table.
She plopped down. A creak. This time the sound was even louder. My heart skipped a beat. "Oh crap, damn it, the cabinet's going to fall apart!" Yan, hearing the noise, jumped down. I went over and held onto the corner of the cabinet, swaying it. Screak, screak. It felt like the cabinet was about to crumble. I turned and hugged Yan, saying, "Little fatty, how come you're so chubby? You almost broke the cabinet when you plopped down." Yan hugged me and giggled, saying, "I'm chubby, I'm chubby." We shared another deep kiss. I said to Yan, "You lean against the wall, I'll sit on you from behind." Yan did as I said. I held Yan's buttocks and tried to penetrate her from behind. Because Yan was quite voluptuous, with thick buttocks and a deep cleft, I couldn't penetrate all the way in from behind. With even a little force, my penis would slip out. I was going crazy!
Suddenly, Yan raised her voice and said, "Brother, let's put the mattress on the floor." So clever! We got two mattresses and two blankets. It felt so good lying on them. Let's begin!
Although Yan was fleshy, she was firm and had no excess fat. The feel was excellent. Her vulva was tightly bound to my penis with an elastic band, indicating she hadn't been used much since her first time. I thought Yan wouldn't be able to handle it. But she surprised me. She was naturally resilient; I ejaculated five or six times that night, and she was completely fine, even having multiple orgasms. That night, we slept after sex, and then had sex again after waking up.
In the early morning, I groggily got up, put the mattress on the bed, and cuddled the little girl with her fleshy breasts before drifting back to sleep. To this day, I've never cuddled such a comfortable woman. Her fleshy, warm body. My wife is also a bit chubby, but her flesh is a little loose. Her skin isn't as smooth as the little girl's
. The sounds of travelers moving about, talking, and the clanging of the bathroom woke us in the early morning. The little girl looked at me with such affection, so clingy. We clung to each other in bed. My penis started to throb restlessly again. Afraid the bed would creak, I had the little girl face the door, her hands gripping the two metal beams of the headboard, and I entered from behind. This would reduce the shaking and make the noise quieter. The little girl was in position; by then it was already bright outside. The little girl's buttocks were snow-white and round, a perfect big peach shape. Holding onto Yan's waist, I moved vigorously, tentatively increasing the force, trying to find the quietest way to make the bed quieter.
Looking at the little girl's streamlined, white buttocks, I prepared to thrust. Gradually, I stopped caring about the creaking of the bed, and the speed increased. Suddenly, with a creak, the door opened. It really opened! I forgot to lock it last night. A woman in her forties stood in the doorway, petrified, holding a scrubber in one hand and a broom in the other.
Heavens above! Earth below! Haven't you tormented me enough? Time stood still, the air stilled. My ears went deaf. The whole world fell silent. The young girl screamed, "Ah!" like an ostrich, burying her face in her hands, pressing it tightly against the bed. I remained half-kneeling, supporting the girl's waist, staring at the woman who had entered. At that moment, I was like David the statue, like The Thinker. I was also a terracotta warrior!
The woman instinctively closed the door, locking herself inside. Then, with another scream, she
snapped out of it, opened the door, and ran out in a panic. Completely bewildered. Not only was I bewildered, but my little brother was even more bewildered, limp and lifeless. The young girl, face buried in her hands, just stood there dumbfounded, also bewildered. After a long while, my heart finally returned to my chest. Trembling, I patted the girl's bottom and said, "She's gone. She's gone."
The two hurriedly dressed, practically burying their heads in their pants, and dashed out of the inn. They didn't dare look back the whole way, only slowing down and glancing back at the inn when it was long gone. I looked at the little girl, she looked at me, and we both burst into silly laughter. Her laughter grew louder and louder, she bent over, clutching her stomach. Finally, she sat down on the snow, laughing until tears streamed down her face. I laughed along with her.

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