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I woke up in the dream, my body was still trembling, my uterus was contracting, my orgasm seemed to be still not over, I put the pillow between my legs and rubbed it hard, but the interrupted orgasm seemed to be fading away, and the wetness in my lower body was gradually drying up, I rolled over on my back, spread my legs and tried to recall the dream I had just had.
In my ridiculous dream, I was on an inexplicable beach with an idol star, somehow making crazy love, and there didn’t seem to be a trace of love in my heart, or maybe there was? The dream I remembered didn’t provide any clues, only that he was thrusting wildly and I was just hugging him tightly and jerking my ass to meet him.
I lay in bed and continued to conjure up certain images from my memory, my fingers stroking my clitoris in a futile attempt to rekindle my passion. The unresolved sexual desire was like a ritual that had not yet been completed, and the tingling of the organ seemed to have eroded into the bottom layer of my mind, volatilizing in secret. I rolled over and inserted my middle finger into my vagina, and it didn’t mean anything… it hurt! It doesn’t mean… it hurts… Be a good boy and bear with me! This is how I started to grow up, isn’t it?
The day was a little cloudy, a little cool, the face of the idol had been replaced by his, his lips had lingered on his chest, the beach was deserted, the wooded jatropha forest provided concealment, I was a little uneasy, it was more than I could imagine, his lips showed no sign of retreating, they still lingered on his chest, I loved him so much I didn’t know how to say no, I knew that his fingers had silently unscrewed the buttons and were about to caress my skin, and I was still I couldn’t deny him, maybe there was some anticipation of this new feeling too?
His hand lightly protruded into the awkward bra and pressed against it, his hand was a little cold, but the palm on my nipple was warm, I was a little shy, but didn’t know what to do in response, so I just bowed my head and let him flick at my breasts, my nipples had already been erect, and he gently clamped down on them and shook them, and on one side he came over and kissed me on the cherry lips, and suddenly I felt the juices in my mouth increase, making it even better for him when he sucked on the tip of my tongue, and he gulped at it as if in coitus, and I withstood it and rubbed against it gently. coitus, and I took it and rubbed gently against it.
The nerves of my tongue suddenly traveled to my lower part, I felt the message from my vagina, the unbearable itch, gradually increased, my body involuntarily twisted, hoping to slightly reduce the itch, his hands became more energetic, the passionate movements like the plot of a videotape, wreaked havoc on my body, and in an instant, he had already put his hands on the hot and wet secret place and rubbed it.
Some of the sand is slightly warm, but he is still padded with his coat, perhaps for fear of sand particles into the vagina, I guess the lust liquid has been full, he can drive straight into the depths of the uterus, hard breakthrough. I can not hold back the pain of snow screams, he hesitated, but still hard thrusting, vagina by the giant pestle attack into the original wet seems to have dried up long ago, drilling wood to take the fire like the skin and flesh.
The hotness of the semen reawakened my lust, but there was nothing more he could do, and I felt it gradually shrink and recede. Opening his eyes, he observes it for the first time, the white liquid still remaining on its top, the red blood on his torso the price of growth, I guess! The chrysalis-like appearance is a bit ugly, when he pulled out the toilet paper to wipe, it has shrunk again, one wonders whether the pang just now is really a phantom?
I looked down and examined myself, it had long since disfigured, and as he tenderly wiped it clean, he leaned down and kissed it gently, and it shuddered and rolled out into a tidal wave again, demanding his ravishment.
My brother A’s skills are poor, please advise!
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His cock swelled a little, but after a few tries, he still couldn’t get it in. My arousal was about to reach its peak, and I twisted and turned desperately to get it out. His embarrassed face leaned down again, and he sucked on his tiny clitoris, but he couldn’t fill the gap that had been widened… and with my legs trembling, I clamped down on him, and I tried to push myself harder and harder…
Memories of the scene began to confuse, the lower body of the obscene liquid and gradually slippery, hands slowly accelerate the speed of the idol image of handsome and cool, Mr. bodybuilder Kuai Gao body, thick and long penis jabs, images of the interaction of entanglement, and finally I breathed a long breath, flatten the torso, raise the tired wrist, the pointer shows six o’clock, the dawn has come into the room.
A good salary does not change the sadness of working women, the higher the position, the fewer suitable objects, he has long been out of the list, occasionally appear in dreams, but also quickly replaced by other images, it is said that the first man in a woman’s life is the most unforgettable, and now he is also slowly losing his advantage.
Birds chirped outside the window pane in the morning light, the thin sunlight basking a golden color on them as I slowly got up for another busy start. Standing on the balcony and looking down, my brother’s bicycle had just turned out and was running towards the alleyway ramp, good boy, I thought to myself. My brother has a broad chest, a girl would love to cling to it, wouldn’t she? It would feel so safe, so comfortable, wouldn’t it?
Turning a corner my younger brother reappeared on the road, backpacks are no longer popular among high school students, the backpack hangs on him appropriately, it was my birthday gift to him last month, I think he’s happy with it, right? Looking at his back far away, can not help but pleasant, maybe, maybe today is a good day!
After a busy day, I came home, my brother is not yet back, probably tutoring again, right? Since the parents passed away we are dependent on each other, he always earn gas, but also do not dare to have a rebellious period, for fear of increasing my burden. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do that! I sighed, the large house seems to come from the echo, I am a little sentimental, perhaps just now should not refuse Li’s date, that will not be more lonely than now, right?
Taking advantage of my brother’s absence, I put on headphones and played the video tape, it was a Japanese film, lewd voices filled the eardrums, the female protagonist has a good figure, but the pussy at a glance you can tell that it has long been flaccid, a lot of people think that women like to see the male nudity, but in fact, women like to look at the women more, maybe they are more aesthetically pleasing!
The movie zoomed in on female oral sex, the man’s organ was so large she had to open her mouth wide to barely contain it, her juices running down the corners of her mouth on the penis, her and him panting so hard I began to imagine what they would taste like stabbed and poked in my mouth.
He had asked me to service him once, just after I had just had an orgasm, I caressed it, the slickness on it was my bodily fluids, it was still elevated and had the shape of a snake’s head, I pressed it against my face, the hotness of it made my face burn, the two little balls hung nervously below it, I squeezed them gently and took them in my mouth together, he gasped in bliss, like a man on a videotape.
I savor his lower part, pubic hair in the corners of the mouth face gently brush, it from time to time on top of the mouth up and down, some of the feeling of fullness, I hold it tightly at the root, so that the tip of the thicker shape, and then the tip of the tongue hard brush grinding, he tensed gasping, helpless root was held by me, has long been unable to autonomy, I play for a while to let go of my hand, a stream of thick sperm swiftly shot into the mouth.
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Another man was added to the screen and the woman looked surprised, holding what seemed to be an even thicker organ as if it were a treasure. They played with the woman, her hips wiggling and her hips thrusting as the men took turns moving in and out of her, her cheeks flushed with lust and she cried out in pleasure.
Such episodes have also appeared in my dreams, where I lose my dominance, the idolized star is of course the protagonist, but the men in supporting roles have incredible abilities, the svelte idol seems to be able to do nothing more than fan the flames from the sidelines, or perhaps he is not fit to cooperate in the big action of the sprints, in any case, in front of them I am naked to show off my petite body, and in my dreams there are no delicate feelings, but only arousal and eroticism.
Two men with four hands on my body to do whatever they want, the idol’s fingers long and firm hovering in the breasts, but the supporting actor’s fat and rough fingers frequently in and out of the vagina, I cried out loudly, my heartbeat gradually accelerated until my heart is about to be unable to load, the supporting actor’s penis tightly pressed against the end of the uterus gasping for breath, the vagina strongly contracted spasms, it seems that you can feel the pleasure of the encircling phallus.
The program is still in the passionate performance, my hand has unconsciously reached into the panties to pull out the caress, headphones burst of obscene sound rushed to the eardrums, the narrow skirt has long been turned over to the waist because of non-stop wriggling, I stretched out my legs against the tea,, will be lifted up the hips, so that the finger can be more in-depth, I closed my eyes to let the combination of fantasy and images, ready to meet the climax. Just at this time the door “touch” open, brother came home!
My brother whirled into the room, “Oh no, but he saw us!” I was so nervous, I didn’t know what to do, whether to explain or not, maybe just blur it out.
I remembered the past, when both parents were still alive, the young girl was in the throes of love, to my brother really have some seduction, he probably also a little bit of understanding, always love to reach in my breasts to feel, as soon as possible, we hide in the storeroom cuddling, touch each other, his penis is obviously not yet mature, and I was just to talk about reciprocity, I do not have any expectations of it. But I liked him to suck on my nipples, and he was happy to do so, and sometimes on a whim I would ask him to rub on my pussy core.
How long this situation lasted and when it stopped is no longer remembered, but now that he bumped into it, the memory suddenly came alive again.
We continued to be silent during dinner, and there was really nothing to say, as my brother silently cleaned up the dishes and I turned into the bathroom.
After taking off my clothes, I scrutinized myself, “Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?” Thinking of this, I can’t help but make a face to the mirror, the beautiful image reflected in the mirror is me, right? Moderate breasts with reddish nipples, is to let the boyfriend marveled at the gift of love, slender solid waist is the resident of his hands, and then below, that is the soul of the heavy ground, I smiled sweetly at the mirror, cheeks flushed a little red, is self-pity it!
The water from the rosette washed over my smooth skin and smoked, I almost forgot about my embarrassment and enjoyed the shower, the water ran down from the top of my head, then diverted on my breasts along the tips of my nipples, and then converged between my legs, my sparse pubic hair, which was originally curled up and disheveled, now lay smoothly and obediently on my lower abdomen, and the droplets of water flowed down to the ground centered on my clitoris, tickling me and making me shiver a little bit.
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The light was still coming from underneath the door of my brother’s room, and it was obvious that he had not yet gone to bed. I hesitated for a long time, but finally I could not make up my mind to go in, and the sound of his whistling was coming from the room intermittently, and it was a familiar old song. I casually hummed along, but suddenly realized that this ditty was the code word for our meeting in the storeroom.
I doubt he remembers the past. Maybe it’s just a coincidence? Could he be hinting at something? I turned back with my mind full of doubts. At the end of the corridor was the storeroom, the starting point of my lust. The past flashed in my mind like a flash of lightning, and I couldn’t help but take a step towards the corridor.
The door of the storeroom is already broken, the white “Fu” character is still pasted upside down on the top of the door, that is my father’s ink, but it is still here after all these years. I deliberately stooped down, looking for the year we peeped at the parents movements of the small hole, it is still safe and sound in place, in order to this small hole, we really took a lot of effort, the younger brother’s efforts to drill the hole of the figure of the eyes again.
Turn the handle of the hair , the door plate ah Ran open. In the past few years busy at work, home affairs are undertaken by the younger brother, I know nothing about the arrangement of the inside, the dark room has the wild fragrance of the aromatics, must be the younger brother placed, open the light switch, suddenly a room is bright.
It was still a familiar setup, and my heart seemed to sigh in relief, maybe I didn’t want too much to change? The dark green velvet couch was still in the center of the room, the spot where I had cheated on my brother with him, and I sat down next to a dark red stain.
That year, that day, it was a summer afternoon, wasn’t it? There was no fan in the storeroom, and the heat and humidity were too much for me to bear. The snow-white nylon uniforms clung to my body, and my brother relieved me of them, but the sweat continued to gurgle, and I finally lost the heat and humidity and removed all my clothes. It was the first time I had ever been completely naked in front of him, and I was a little shy and a little glittery as I revealed myself to him.
His newly sprouting pubic hair must have shocked him, so he stroked it carefully and asked awkward questions, and I couldn’t answer anything beyond my knowledge, except to hold him and kiss him. Lust was particularly high that day, the dampness in my lower body was flooding in, fueled by sweat, and my pussy desperately needed a strong intrusion in order to stop the lust that was running in all directions.
The detailed descriptions in the books and magazines made me strip him naked as well, my pale and skinny cock slowly swelled in my hand, I guided it to my secret pussy, letting it rub around, but didn’t have the courage to send it into the hole, my pussy began to contract and spasm, my lower body secreted more and more, and I heard my brother muffled “Blood!” That was my first orgasm.
My brother panicked and picked up a rag to wipe the sofa, but after all, menstrual blood seeped into the velvet sofa, which was the origin of the stains. My eyes turned to the easel next to the memory, which was my father’s legacy, and painting was his spare time hobby. I was afraid that the secret would be leaked, so I refused.
Stacked in one corner of the storeroom were my father’s paintings, most of which had been sold when my father was hospitalized, and all that remained were nude portraits of my mother, those were my father’s memories of my mother, and of course they were not for sale.
One of these pictures shows me and my mother together, when I was thirteen, right? My naked mother was sitting on a wicker chair holding a naked me, and I was holding a bright red apple in a glowing manner. The meaning of the painting is not clear, but my father had his own meaning to convey. It was not long after menarche, and the buds on my breasts had only begun to develop. My father must have noticed my growth and asked my mother and me to enter the painting. My mother’s breasts were beautiful and firm, in contrast to my pale and skinny body. The light and shadow from the setting sun on the picture appeared to be a brilliant golden color, and my naked skin was hidden from view.
When the work was finished, my father held us in his arms in front of the canvas, and my mother looked at my father with her usual smile, and I suddenly felt abandoned, leaving them behind to find my cute little brother.
I was lost in my memories, unaware that my brother had been standing in the doorway for some time. He coughed softly and slowly walked in and sat down on the sofa, he had his hands in his hair and was pondering how to talk to me, I examined the lines of his cheeks from the side, the high nose was hooked up like an eagle’s beak, a replica of my father’s image of the past years, and the gentle eyes were inherited from my mother, we were sitting side by side on the sofa and letting the time pass by in silence.
Facing the small hole in the door panel, my brother turns his face and we look at each other and smile, I reach out and touch his arm, there are strong muscles there, the hard work of the last few years has taken some toll on him. Instead, his eyes look into my robe, and I give him a blank look, tucking in the neckline, and he smiles knowingly, but his eyes go to the hem, and I follow his gaze down, and it turns out that the hem is already loosened, and my long, slender thighs are almost bare to the roots. I reached down to cover them again, and out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed my brother’s lower part was already pescetarian, and the narrow pants made the long tubular shape slim, I wanted to stand up, wanted to avoid another sinking, but in my mind I was secretly comparing the shape and size of it, maybe I am the typical slutty girl slut, right?
I sat up straight to hide the lust that was beginning to swell in my heart, but my brother’s eyes were still flirting around, his sharp gaze seeming to penetrate the clothing on my body and caressing the smooth skin, and I finally met his gaze and pulled him into my arms.
(5, end)
My brother nestled his head in my arms as he had done then, and turned restlessly in an attempt to get his head into the robe, which I simply left open so that his cheek was pressed against my chest. The freshly sprouted scruff stung a little on my skin and tickled a little, and I held his head and combed through his tousled hair, letting him soak up the creamy scent emanating from his breasts.
He reached out with his left hand and cupped the lower edge of the breast, stretching his tongue out and starting to draw circles around the tip, his fingers gently squeezing the nipple, and the pale red bud soon hardened and rose, and he was on it in no time, sucking on it with the same fervor as he had done then. I closed my eyes and let him have his way, his kisses were all over my breasts, and his hands roughly ripped off the bra that was rolled up above me, freeing what was left of the robe’s loose knots.
My brother’s reaction was not different from his, always with his mouth open, he and he would pounce immediately, my brother probably tried to do the same, I stopped him with my gaze and slowly removed his clothes for him. Having had several sexual experiences, I already know how to please a man, but also know how to let a man please himself. My brother’s physique is very good, muscle distribution is well proportioned, pectoral muscles are expanded and elastic, I leaned up to kiss them, my brother’s face is flushed, can not hold back the arousal, the thick shaft of the veins are exposed, it seems that they are about to burst open.
I held it and gently stroked it, my brother’s prick was bigger than my boyfriend’s, the tip part was especially spectacular, reminding me of the old days . His pubic hair is quite thick, completely different from my sparse, they extend from the navel all the way down, near the penis like a random growth of grass, some even in the penis parasitic climbing, in the light, they shimmering crystal light, oozing and trembling. I will wrap them between my fingers to play and pull, my brother impatient hand around my delicate hand, let them stay on the penis.
While getting down and kissing it, the little white cotton pants were hooked off with my brother’s fingers, and I shifted my body so that it came out smoothly from under my feet, and the swaying hips and vaguely open pussy were bound to amaze my brother, so he immediately stroked it. This was the first time my brother and sister had sex, and I didn’t want it to end in a hurry, so I tried to control the pace of the session. I licked lightly at his shaft, not rushing to take it into my mouth, and it was humongous and strong, with clear liquid oozing out of the tip, a precursor to preparation for coitus, and the liquid tasted slightly acidic and astringent, not dissimilar to my other boyfriends.
My brother’s fingers were slowly shoved into my cunt, and I could feel him going deeper bit by bit, and I felt his entry with all my heart, oblivious to the rhythm going on. The slippery lust fuels his arousal, and he rises to force his prick into the narrow slit, followed by a frantic pinning.
I was comparing the differences between my brother and my boyfriend, and it was clear that there was not much difference between them, other than the size of their organs and the length of time they had been together, perhaps it was the emotional investment? I seem to see my mother looking at my father’s eyes again in a haze, I long for this kind of object of my love, my brother is not, the boyfriend is not!
(concluded)
I love trying to figure out the psychology of women during sex, but I never know if it’s right, my girlfriend doesn’t give me much information, and maybe I’m wrong about it, who knows? Who knows? Maybe there are some knowledgeable people out there who can help me out?
The response to “I” seems to have been poor, so I’m going to wrap this up in a hurry and make a lot of mistakes in plotting, so please write to me.