A Fish's Dream (Part 7)

That day, after our lovemaking on the sofa, my old friend

embraced me and slowly recounted their past. His wife was conservative in bed. Although the two were very loving, their sex life was rather dull. But in the face of their love, this was just a trivial matter. Once, he tried to enter her from behind. Although his wife was unwilling, she still cooperated. Seeing her cloud-like hair falling to her waist, he became aroused and tried to grab it. However, he immediately angered his wife. Her pretty face turned red, and her eyes were blurry with tears. She said that he disrespected him. He hurriedly and gently comforted her until she fell asleep peacefully. He then went to the bathroom with a wry smile and took care of himself.

Hearing this, I could only smile. In a moment, I made up my mind: what she can't give you, I will give you...

With that thought, I got up and walked towards him, spread my legs, and straddled his lap once more—except this time he was sitting on the sofa. With my soft lips and tongue, I touched his forehead, then slowly moved down, using my tongue mixed with my saliva to trace his lines. I moved my hips, knees on the ground, my body and tongue moving down to that rugged forest, before finally taking his entire penis into my mouth, licking, swallowing, delicate and gentle. Just as he thought I was about to serve him with my skillful oral sex again, he opened his eyes, ready to enjoy it. At that moment, I exerted a little force and bit his glans. With a hiss, he shuddered, opened his eyes in surprise, and I gave him a wicked smile, looking at him provocatively. I straightened up, letting my loose shirt hang down, covering most of my body, licking my lips as if they held the blood from my bite. I raised my hand, untied my haphazardly styled hair, letting it cascade down like a waterfall. Then, to his astonishment, I turned around, bracing myself on my hands like a four-legged animal. I twisted my waist and swayed my hips as I crawled to a full-length mirror. Slowly, I laid my upper body on the floor, arching my back and sticking my buttocks up high. As I moved, the hem of my shirt slipped down to my buttocks, half-covering me, half-revealing me. It seemed as if a gentle breeze could expose my private parts. At that moment, I was like a sensual feast, stimulating every inch of his nerves every second. He panted heavily and took heavy steps to come up behind me. I buried my head, not daring to look at him, my body trembling as if in fear. He, like an emperor, was inspecting his prey. His breathing gradually quickened, and lust burned his reason until it completely overwhelmed it.

"Smack!!" His hand landed heavily on my buttocks. "Ouch~~~" With a high-pitched scream, the attack resumed. He grabbed my long hair without any mercy, forcing me to look up at the mirror. With his other hand, he slapped my fleshy buttocks left and right, the rain of slaps creating waves of flesh. My trembling buttocks transmitted these vibrations to my vagina, secreting clear fluid again. Soon, my skin turned from light red to slightly purple under his slaps. The woman in the mirror was also screaming in pain, tears streaming down her face. The pain was intense, but amidst the cries of agony, a hint of sweetness mingled, fueling the tyrant's growing arousal. Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, he thrust in hard, releasing his grip on her hair. He lifted her already limp body with both hands and pounded into her relentlessly. Her reddish-purple buttocks became even more vibrant with each impact, waves of flesh rippling from her hips throughout her body. Her white flesh trembled uncontrollably from his penetration. He had never before so brutally ravaged a woman. The unprecedented stimulation drove him to madness. At this moment, all he wanted was possession, only to conquer the woman beneath him.

“You slutty wife, do you like being fucked like this? Tell me!”
“Yes! I love it! I want to be fucked like this by you for the rest of my life! Ah…”
“You’re mine, your whole being is mine! Every hole of yours is mine!!”
“Yes, I’m my husband’s, my husband can fuck me wherever he wants, ahhh, I’m going to die, you’re going to fuck your wife to death.”

He swayed wildly, and I frantically responded. We talked nonsense wildly. Sex was like being drunk, both hazy and clear. Our thoughts were completely out of control, and the pleasure was getting stronger and stronger. We were like a carriage, and he was the rider, driving me towards the peak of pleasure. At this moment, the penis filling my body was harder than ever before, and the impact from behind was even more violent. I heard his low growl in my ear, “I’m fucking you!!” “Shoot it in! Shoot it in me, shoot it all in, give it to me!” After struggling to say these words, I was overwhelmed by the tide of pleasure. He gripped my buttocks tightly, let out a low growl, and opened his gates wide, recklessly shooting his fluids into my body again, once, twice, three times… I opened my mouth wide, letting out a silent scream like a fish out of water, my body trembling uncontrollably. With each thrust he made, my vagina instinctively strained, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of his essence.

The series of battles left him exhausted, his heavy body pressing me beneath him, my breasts flattened. I savored the afterglow of my orgasm, my face flushed, eyes closed, mouth open, panting. Then, a pair of hot lips pressed against mine. Oh, this victorious emperor had returned to his tender self. He kissed me passionately, and almost instantly, I gently placed my wet tongue in his mouth, letting him suckle. Below me, though limp, his penis, unable to slip out due to its length and size, still assertively declared its possession of me. In my mouth, my soft tongue was teased and intertwined with his. This moment was so beautiful, so wonderful…

Thirty minutes later, my buttocks were burning with pain. I lay naked on the sofa, and he, looking utterly remorseful, cleaned the mud from my genitals and applied ointment to my wounds. He couldn't utter a single word, as if a thousand apologies were stuck in his chest. I knew this upright man was incredibly remorseful at that moment. In his eyes, I had been a bastard, spouting reckless nonsense and almost brutally abusing the woman of his respected elder brother. Even though his brother and sister-in-law had already confided in him, and today his sister-in-law had personally come to unlock his shackles, his inherent kindness still made him feel deeply guilty. At that moment, I felt that he... There must be a little child inside me, a child who feels he has made a mistake, his wrinkled little face looking like he might cry at any moment. Hehe, I was immersed in my carefree imagination, occasionally kicking my little leg back and forth, playfully teasing him. His guilty look pleased me greatly. Just like my husband said, he is a kind person. I took his phone, wrote a long message in the notes, and told him to read it after I left. Then, ignoring the stinging in my buttocks, I turned around and kissed him forcefully again. What followed was another series of battles, the room filled with my sweet moans...

...May you know that I have no taboos regarding matters of love. If we are of one mind, I will do my best to cooperate in the pleasures of the bedchamber. Our hearts are in sync, and my husband knows my heart. How could I not offer my body for your love? My love is deep and sincere. What does it matter if you treat me like a female dog? The lowly slave you speak of is also my fine wine. I wish you would unload the burden in your heart and accomplish a beautiful thing for the three of us. How wonderful, how wonderful... Excerpt from "Fish's Message"

A fish reminiscing about the past

PS This piece has been revised several times. I found that I am still not good at describing sex. When I read articles by fellow enthusiasts, I always feel like I am there, and I don't feel wet down there. When I read mine, it can only be described as a diary. I apologize for my limited writing skills. I should try to be less presumptuous in the future, so as not to offend the eyes of the readers. Please forgive me.

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