A Woman's Self-Narration 5

The plane slowly landed at Xi'an Xianyang International Airport, marking the start of my honeymoon with Da Bao, our marriage certificate. I was a little nervous; it was my first time traveling alone with him. They say travel reveals a man's character and whether two people are compatible. It seemed a bit late; we were already married, was there any turning back?
We arrived at the pre-booked hotel, which seemed alright. The room was quite large, but I wondered how well the soundproofing was!
We went for a stroll, experiencing the culture of Xi'an's Muslim Quarter and trying some local snacks. We leisurely returned to the hotel. As soon as we entered the room, he eagerly hugged me and gave me a long French kiss. "Mmm..." After regaining my breath, I pushed him away. "Take a shower first, you smell." Unable to resist, he silently went to shower. This animal driven by its lower instincts, no romance at all, unbearable. I rummaged through the bottom of my suitcase and found the black lace sexy lingerie and open-crotch pantyhose I'd brought. Hmph, I didn't believe I couldn't tempt you. A moment later, he emerged wrapped in a towel. I touched my chest, "Wait for me, okay..."
After dawdling for half an hour in the shower, I came out dressed in my pre-prepared outfit. The man sitting on the sofa was clearly stunned. Haha, this was the effect I wanted. Seeing him about to get up and come over, I quickly stepped forward, pressed him back down, and straddled his waist. He couldn't resist the temptation at all; his towel had already created a "tent." He held me tightly with one hand and kneaded my breasts with the other. "Mmm..." I couldn't help but moan. He immediately sealed my mouth with his, his long tongue plunging in for a kiss. His hand slowly moved down from my breasts to my Eden, his fingers slowly probing inside, stroking along my labia. I couldn't help but feel a tickle. I yanked open his towel, and a dark thing instantly sprang out. I gently grasped it with my fingers and slowly stroked it, and he unconsciously groaned. Thinking I'd never done oral sex before, I decided to give it a try. I slowly leaned down and took his penis into my mouth. "Oh..." he cried out in pleasure, his hands kneading my breasts. I tried moving my mouth up and down a few times, but I realized I really didn't have the talent; my cheeks were sore, so I gave up. As soon as I looked up, he picked me up and put me on the sofa, inserting his fingers into my vagina and starting to thrust, from one to two. "Mmm...oh..." I couldn't help but moan. But that wasn't all. He buried his face in my vagina, kissing my Eden, licking my labia with his tongue. My face instantly turned red. "No...it's dirty...mmm..." I tried to push his head away, but he held my hands firmly at my sides, and I felt his tongue enter my vagina. "Ah...no...it's crazy..." I couldn't take it anymore; it was too strange! I twisted my body, trying to shake him off. Sensing my displeasure, he finally looked up and thrust his penis inside. "Oh..." Okay, this was the real feeling. He was clearly excited; his movements were noticeably faster than before. "Ah...slower...too fast..." He pulled out abruptly, leaving me feeling empty. I looked at him with dazed eyes. "Hmm, what are you doing?" He pulled me up, made me kneel on the sofa, holding onto the back of the chair, and told me to spread my legs a little. Then he thrust in again. "Hmm...husband..." He kept thrusting, his hands kneading my breasts. It was a painful yet pleasurable experience. I thought about turning around and kissing him, but then I remembered he had just kissed my clitoris, and the thought vanished. He leaned down and kissed my back, sending a tingling, wonderful sensation through me. Just as I was enjoying it, he pulled out his penis again, made me stand facing him, hooked one leg around his waist, and thrust in face-to-face. "(⊙v⊙)Hmm..." Why so many tricks today? Is he trying to torment me? He slowly lifted my buttocks, making me hook both legs around his waist, and stood in a lunge position. He held me like that and started thrusting. "Ah...no...slower..." "Wife, does it feel good?" "It feels good..." He slowly placed me on the corner of the bed and thrust violently a few times. "Oh...wife...I'm fucking...roar..." With the last thrust, a surge of heat rushed in. I really had no strength left at this point. I was so tired. Would I even have the energy to go out and play tomorrow?

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