When I probed between my legs and touched the sticky thing, my heart was both nervous and exciting. Although I still do not understand what is going on, but with the increase in the number of spermatozoa and the many times of that kind of dream stimulating scenes, I finally gradually recognized the pleasure of masturbation, and a hair and out of control, almost every day to find an opportunity to masturbate, masturbation has been accompanied by me to the present day after the marriage.
Of course my wife did not understand my actions at first, thinking that I was not very happy with her, and that in fact a very happy marriage is not a sufficient condition for a man to stop masturbating. Later on, after my repeated explanations and the fact that she saw it, she slowly came to understand and take it for granted. Now she is not in a high mood or physical inconvenience, sometimes also want to help me do, has been used to, especially in our couple sometimes for some reason and temporarily separate period, she can also understand how I spend that lonely life and not too worried about me outside the mess, the fact is also probably so, so masturbation does make a certain contribution to the stability of our society.
In the past, my family lived in a remote rural area in Anhui Province, where the local people were kind and the women were very virtuous.
One can appreciate this in the soft and tender tones of the Huangmei Opera. Of course, being typically rural, there are lots of reed fields and cornfields, there. So it’s not hard to find a place to masturbate. Masturbating in a reed field or a cornfield, you’ll be relaxed, and sometimes you’ll encounter unexpected scenes.
People from the countryside may know that when women in the countryside have an urgent need to urinate while they are doing farm work, they will often look for a place nearby that they think is hidden to solve the problem. Once I went out to fetch hogweed, carrying a basket around, just in the roadside saw a piece of waste newspaper with the movie stills of “Camel Xiangzi”, on which Tigress was teasing Xiangzi, it was such an ordinary stills that stimulated me, and I went into a nearby cornfield, one person’s height of the corn makes you feel very safe, very secluded.
In this environment, you can indulge yourself, so I had the audacity to pull down my pants in the cornfield, and then imagined that there was a girl I liked in front of me, and how I could take her clothes off one by one, and then start to touch her tits, lying on top of her, while quickly pumping my own hand that clenched his cock until he reached the pleasure. It’s safe to say that every man (woman I don’t know much about) who masturbates must be imagining some woman he likes around him or a plot from a book while he’s masturbating.
That time, in my just unzipped the pants, pull out the cock ready to do when, suddenly heard a loud noise nearby, rushed to scare the pants lift, squat down to look around, soon found in the not far away, near a reed ditch place, there is a white ass and red clothes in the grass shake, a look know that is a woman, the heart is really unspeakable excitement, that is who it is because of fear of each other Finding himself, he hastened to lie on the ground, staring at the white ass, until the other end away. After a while, he pretended to have just come from somewhere else to play hogweed, slowly walked to the place just now, and saw a puddle of water and some transparent droplets hanging on the branches of the weeds, where the soft soil had been washed out a small pit.
I pretended to look around absently, and within a few moments, I noticed two women 150 meters away weeding a cornfield where some kind of beans seemed to be growing.
They were about 30 years old, a woman from a nearby village. From what I saw just now, I could tell that it was one of the women who had a better figure and wore a red dress and gray pants, while the slightly thinner woman in the evening had a very attractive chest, and I secretly stared at those gray pants for a long time, as if I wanted to see through that white ass wrapped up in there. Later that afternoon, I kept guarding that cornfield to observe them secretly, because I knew that as long as they didn’t leave, after a few hours, they must still have to facilitate, I must still have a chance to see their asses, even that even more tempting place.
As expected, about an hour later, the thinner woman put down her tools and walked slowly toward this side of the reed ditch, and, according to my own judgment, I quickly adjusted my position, with the aim of having a clearer view and greater security. In a short time she came near where the woman had just been conveniently placed, and it is probable that in their minds this was the most secluded place around, because of the reeds and the cornfield as a barrier. It did not even occur to her at that moment that not far away behind a short, dense willow bush was a young man watching her surreptitiously.
She unhurriedly unbuckled her red pants, which leaked out a band of shredded panties, which she didn’t take off quickly, but instead pulled back the waist of her shorts first, examining the inside of her pants as if looking at the beauty of her pubic hair, and then even probing in with her right hand to feel it with a contented look on her face. It was only a minute later that she yanked her panties down, reached down and yanked away the few bits of grass that touched her ass, and squatted down, the sound of the clattering water, and the not particularly white, but clean and firm ass immediately got me to react. The pussy still wasn’t visible because the short bushes were flanking her, but at the end, when she wiped her ass, I could vaguely see a wisp of dark hair.
After that, every time I saw patches of cornfields and reeds, I thought of a woman’s white ass, and really, it seemed like the most beautiful picture in the world: the green background, the white ass and the natural curves.
So far, I am still affected by this, especially like to look at women’s ass. As far as I know, every man has his own favorite part of a woman, except for her face. Some people like tits, some people like buttocks, and of course, some people like women’s long legs or feet. I like a woman’s plump but not fat buttocks, and in the western countries, most of the women’s butts are fat, which is the main reason why I dislike the western women so much. Later when I understood the specific problem of marriage, I thought, when I get married, I must take my own wife to a very big cornfield, spread a cloth on the ground, the two of them stripped naked, groped for a while and fucked once. Of course this is for me at the moment, this kind of thing has been done more than once. I think for sure every man always has some sort of place he desires to go to make love to the woman he loves in a relaxed or tense environment. Some like to make love in the bedroom under dim colored lights, others like to linger with their lover on a rainy day.
Of course there are those who prefer to copulate with women in the wild.
Later, I left home to go to high school in the county. Because six students a room, and is a bunk bed, the quality of the bed is not good, masturbation at night in the quilt often cause the bed to produce a loud noise, making themselves very nervous, like a thief. So then changed to go to the toilet during the evening study period to masturbate, just when the school toilet at night there is no light, so in the dark quietly touch on the squatting pit, take off his pants, and then use his right hand in the darkness, pumping his cock back and forth, until the ejaculation until the next door to the women’s restroom, sometimes the sound of the women’s restroom is even more so that they want to enter the Fei Fei.
This kind of life almost accompanied me through three years of high school life, at that time there was no woman to whore, male and female relationship is still for people not to show the big thing. So sometimes in the street to see the court sentenced rapist bulletin, but also to stop and read carefully, honestly, at that time, this kind of bulletin for us, the influence is absolutely no less than a pornographic novel now.
During my sophomore year of high school, I went to the county theater to watch a movie one night and happened to notice that there was a brick in the wall between the men’s and women’s toilets there that was loose, and as soon as it was gently pushed, there would be a very thin gap, and I thought that that was by no means my patent, and I wondered if it was the one who had the presence of mind to do it. At that time, I heard the sound of rushing water next door, so I had the courage to push it open to take a look, a woman in her 20s was squatting there, her face was red, and she seemed to be exerting herself.
That night, I grabbed my cock through the cloth in the pocket of my pants on the way back and started masturbating, eventually cumming in my pants.
After graduating from high school, I got into a university in Nanjing, which is not too far from my hometown and only 5 hours by car, so my father insisted on sending me to the university. I thought it would be fine, anyway, he had worked in Nanjing before and was more familiar with it. My major is international finance, from the teacher’s hand in the report office of the roster can be seen, there are 38 people in our class, of which 16 girls, the name written behind the origin tells me that a girl and I are from the same county. Seriously, at that time, I immediately had a feeling that this is a kind of fate, that girl will be my girlfriend, or even for my future children’s wife, at least I will have the opportunity to see her naked, not lie, at that time, that’s what I thought.
Coincidentally, just as I was doing all kinds of ideas about my future with her, and even thought of her bare ass lying in the cornfield and I make love to the situation, she even appeared very quickly, it turned out that she and I are sitting on the same shuttle bus, but unfortunately I sat in the front, all the way did not find her; so wait for her to register, my father took the initiative to go up and ask her if she is from a certain county to confirm that we are out of the country naturally has a I’m not sure if she’s from a certain county or not. She looks okay, not tall, but the breasts can already see the angles, especially the ass is very round, this is the fundamental reason I did not produce disappointment.
After collecting the keys to our respective dormitories and putting down our respective luggage, my father was very happy that I had a companion here, (but I’m sure the meaning of the “companion” my father had in mind was not the same as the one I had in mind), and he led us to eat in a small restaurant on the campus, and I didn’t dare to look at her closely or talk to her during the meal, because I had a ghost in my heart, and my father was with me. He led us to eat in a small restaurant on campus. Father while eating, said: you two usually have to be concerned about each other, there is something to communicate with each other, home can also be a companion, the father’s words in my ears, simply as if in encouraging me to go after her, I do not know what she was thinking, and then asked her, she said that she did not think of anything special, think very common words, I do not believe a little.
On the third day, when my father went back, she came to see him off from the girls’ dormitory as well, all the way to the bus stop for the 35 outside the school. After waving goodbye, she and I had our first chance to talk together. But I don’t know what to say, just talk about some of her original high school college advancement rate how, why chose to major in international finance, etc., along the way, I have the courage to stare at her from time to time, she seems to be very shy, and occasionally look up at me, most of the time is to bow their heads and talk. In the middle of the road, a cyclist rushed from behind, may not have brakes on the car, I was in a hurry to drag her to the side of the road, she was wearing a short-sleeved blouse, so all of a sudden touched her smooth skin, after the incident, we had 2 minutes time nothing to say (she told me later, there was a feeling of electric shock, feeling numbness on the arm), such as walking to the school campus store door, only because to buy cultural supplies by the way! that got rid of the awkwardness.
Later a semester, we do not have much opportunity to talk, class meal we always a dormitory of boys, girls respectively walk together, sit together. Boys and girls do not have much interaction with each other, but in class I always like to sneak a peek at her, it seems that every day the mind is on her, and when the classroom is converted after class, I also like to follow the back of their dormitory girls, look at their ass. Seriously, I thought her ass was the most beautiful in the world: not too big, not too small, not too flat, not too high, just right.
Usually at night in the dormitory, the boys like to make fun of the girls in this class, because we know that we are from the hometown, so it seems very natural that everyone will set her as my girlfriend. Lying in bed at night, almost every night to her as an imaginary object, masturbation, the quality of the university’s bunk beds than secondary school much stronger, so masturbation is safer. At that time, everyone hangs a mosquito net, so sometimes lying in the mosquito net, do not need to cover the quilt, masturbation, ejaculation of semen often sprayed to the top of the mosquito net.
A long time, there will be light yellow spots, and then changed to one hand to take toilet paper, one hand pumping, and so fast to the climax, put the paper on the glans, of course, sometimes still sprayed elsewhere, in short, I brought to the university quilt, mosquito netting above a lot of light yellow spots, because each person is about the same, so the students understand each other, no one is surprised. I do not exaggerate, if the masturbation ejaculation scene, let go of their own hands, semen is enough to spray 5 meters away, so now see the semen sometimes almost out of the cock, often miss the ability of then. So too the sentiment that men should get married at 20 25.
Since I don’t usually have much contact with her, I was looking forward to vacation 2 months into the school year because then we could go back together. During the ordeal, I finally looked forward to winter vacation. Because the shuttle bus to our county only one a day, so we naturally bought a bus ticket, the night before going back, I was excited all night, envisioning all sorts of schemes on the road, the purpose is of course to take advantage of her, preferably to have sex (at that time, only think that this is just a communist ideal).
Waiting for 2:00 p.m. to sit on the car, only to find that many envision impossible, because the winter wearing a thick cotton coat, not at all like the beginning of the school as the opportunity to touch her somewhere, so all the way to their own or pretend to be a serious, to tell some of the class boys of the anecdote, evaluation of our teachers, no opportunity to speak a word out of place, just occasionally touch her feet, she did not seem to stomp away from the meaning of the word. Until we arrived at the county town, has nearly 8 o’clock, the sky has been dark, to our township car has long been gone, at that time my heart surged a kind of inexplicable excitement, because the dark night makes me think of the bed, think of that tempting cornfield, think of that cornfield seen in the village woman’s white ass and a strand of black black pubic hair.
I shelled out money and she ate in a small hotel, and then began to find a guest house to live, when many guest houses are privately owned, usually there are not many guests, so when we find a place to live in the county power supply bureau near the hotel opened by an individual, the guest house is only two of our guests. This family surnamed Ma, only 60 years old couple, their two sons are working in the power supply bureau, live not far from the power supply bureau family area. After the children moved out, the empty house has no use, it was made into a guest house, inside the conditions can be, because sometimes their children will be introduced to the unit guests to live.
Auntie Ma thought we were a small couple so she gave us a room in the backyard without registering and brought a pot of boiling water. The room had two beds for a total of 16 yuan. I felt embarrassed and wanted to explain, but looked at her and saw that she wasn’t speaking, so I mumbled a few words and stopped talking. She was obviously embarrassed, but strangely enough, she didn’t explicitly object to having only one room (later, she said she had nothing in her head at the time, and I don’t know if that’s true or not?) .
When the older woman left, we fell into silence again, not knowing what to say. Fortunately, there is a “Reader’s Digest” (now said to be called “Reader”) on the table, she picked up and flipped through it, and suddenly opened one of the color pages to me and said, “What do you think of this woman’s temperament? I look, the picture of a rural girl is sitting under a tree looking at what books, next to a basket, the tree is also buckled with a cow; I pretended to be very serious seriously examined for a moment and said, good, but …… I would have liked to say that than the city girl or much worse, but the words did not come out of his mouth, because she is also a rural girl, will make her have a unpleasant experience. The girl, will let her produce unpleasant. She did not seem to realize what, then asked me: but what? On an impulse, I said, “But she is not as good as you.
Despite the fact that it was blatant ass-kissing, she felt pleasured and quickly glanced up at me before lowering her head and asking, Really? Of course I could only say, really! Without another word, she looked down and flipped through her magazine, obviously a little rattled. I, too, was thrilled at my own boldness, squinting at her long hair and hands with frostbite for a moment, and the scene in the cornfield began to recur in my mind over and over again, thinking of the white-assed scene and imagining her naked.
In my excitement, I actually reached out and touched her hand and asked, “Why are your hands freezing with sores? She looked up at me and said it happens every year. She did not stomp away from my gaze this time, the two of us stared at each other, less than a minute, she showed some panic, and said to me, do you see that I have a big eye, a small eye? I seemed to be encouraged, and busily said no, let me take a closer look, and as I did so I pulled her over from the edge of the other bed and sat down with me, and she lifted her face up and looked at me expectantly with both eyes.
I began to panic in her gaze, panic, put my mouth on her cool face, she did not move, let me kiss, not long I moved my mouth to her mouth, she did not open at first, but soon she began to react, opened her mouth, put her tongue into my mouth, I began to use both hands just wrapped around her, it seems to feel her breasts through the thick cotton coat, in the constant kissing, my left hand began to unconsciously touch her stall, where it felt flat, but under my light caresses, she still quickly quivered, and suddenly clamped her legs, my tightly clamped hand felt the soft, warm feeling at her thighs.
She seemed to be starting to soften, and soon went to the bed, I also fell down, pulling out my left hand, once again stroking her flat, seemingly a little raised pussy through her pants, not long after, I put my hand from under the cotton shirt into her breasts, through a layer of underwear, rubbing her breasts, she seemed more excited, her legs also unconsciously spread apart, not as tight as just clamped, I gently unclothed her cotton shirt and pulled the underwear out of the waist of her pants, and then, put my hand from under the underwear against the hot skin again to her breasts, nipples, she suddenly bit my tongue, her body straightened up. Unwrapped, and pulled the underwear from the waist of her pants, and then, hand from under the underwear, close to the hot skin again touched to her breasts, nipples, she suddenly bit my tongue, her body straightened up a bit, and a kind of reddish flush appeared on her face ……
I whispered next to her ear, Can I see you naked? She didn’t say anything, just nodded softly. So I took out my hand and asked her to undress, and after she took off her cotton shirt, she smiled slyly at me, released the covers from the bed, got under the covers in her pants, and said to me, Drop your face over there. I turned my face to the other side, not long after, she said in the quilt bed, OK. I hurriedly turned around, slowly lifted the corner of the quilt, and saw that she was only wearing a bra, I clumsily pushed it away from her breasts, the not too high but very but tempting breasts appeared in front of my eyes.
I lovingly and gently stroked looking, she stared at me, then took my right hand and placed it on the left nipple and asked me, Is it beautiful? I nodded my head and put my mouth on it, gently, softly adding to the pink nipple, then opened my mouth wide, hating that I couldn’t take the whole breast in my mouth at once. She shuddered softly.
Then slowly guide me to kiss to the right breast, after a while, I will continue to lift the quilt, her white shorts, slim thighs appeared, I like to treat a work of art to reach out to that mysterious place, she took the initiative to separate her legs, I stroked through the shorts for a while, then slowly leg down her shorts, appeared sparse pubic hair, as well as fat meat, my cock has been up, but I still control myself, I gently parted her labia majora, carefully examined the longed-for clitoris, not as long as imagined, but the slightest touch she still trembled a little. I gently parted her labia majora, carefully examined the clitoris that day and night, not as long as imagined, but gently touched, she still trembled a little, I put a finger into the mysterious hole, the warmth of the feeling inside made me even more excited, I desperately want to reach inside, as if to know how deep it is, and finally touched a thing, that is perhaps often referred to as the entrance to the uterus.
I peeked at her expression, which was complicated, I don’t know if she was enjoying herself, or if she was being difficult, and the eyes that weren’t completely closed seemed to be peeking at me as well, and I said softly, You’re so beautiful, you’re a true work of art.
Suddenly, she reached her right hand to my stall and grabbed my cock, smiling, you’re so good, so hard, I was stimulated, I quickly took off my own pants, got under her covers, and let her lie on her back, I used my cock and pubic hair to grind back and forth on her round sheeny ass, before I turned her back again, and slowly, deeply inserted my cock into her hole, which she had longed for for a long time. I cried out in my mind, ah! I finally became a real man! (To be continued, please read the first installment later: Cornfield)
Although I was prepared in my heart, I was afraid that her hymen would rupture and cause pain, so I didn’t insert it hastily, but the process told me that it wasn’t very difficult to insert it, maybe our foreplay was already enough (of course, this is my conclusion now, I didn’t know about this at that time), or maybe she was already prepared enough, anyway, even though it took a little bit of effort at the entrance, the reddish glans didn’t take much effort to squeeze it in and slowly reach the bottom, so experienced ladies and gentlemen reading this, you might just have to close your eyes and remember your first time. Squeeze in, and slowly reached the bottom, the feeling can not be described in words, so experienced ladies and gentlemen reading this, you may only be able to close your eyes and remember your first time, you may feel that to the wonderful experience (of course, if you gave your first time to a prostitute that would be a different story).
For those who haven’t had sexual experience, don’t be in a hurry, you can leave the suspense there for now, and remember: when that day comes in the future, don’t let the victory go to your head, and have a good, concentrated experience of that feeling that you really can’t tell: warm, tight, numb, crunchy, ah, geez, I can’t really tell… …because it was easier to get in, so I even thought at the time that she might not be a virgin anymore?
But it was such a generous moment, thinking that I would love her just as much even if she was no longer a virgin. But the next day I overheard the two blood spots on that bed sheet still gave me a thrill, because for me, it was better news after all. She told me later that she didn’t enjoy the pleasure she originally expected this time, because she had read some magazines before this and knew something about the feeling of floating in the air that she knew she should have.
Of course, we had orgasms almost every time we had sex, and 90% of them were synchronized, because I had learned some control, and I could get my cock to spurt out that thick, hot cum within 5 seconds of her saying “you’re going to cum”, and it would involuntarily dilate a dozen or so times in her vagina until she forgot and bit me and scratched me and hurt me. forgets to bite me, scratch me, and make me sore.
That day, we didn’t sleep for almost a night, first she was nervous about whether she would get pregnant or not, which made her worry for a long time. Later, thanks to my memory of a book I had read before, which said that 7 days before and after a woman’s period is a safe period, she was half-excited, because her “old friend” had just finished 2 days ago. Of course, the facts later told us that our judgment was correct, and this experience also brought us a lot of fun in the future, because we know when we must wear a condom and when we can go in bareheaded.
Later, that night we almost did not sleep, is in the non-stop excited chatting, mutual caressing, she lying in my arms, with a finger tracing my chest, said to me, you must be good to me in the future, can not cheat me, of course, I did not hesitate to agree to promise, don’t worry, I will always love you, and at that time I think usually some incredible language steep has a use. Of course, now experience tells me, expect a man will only a woman in bed all his life that is simply like asking a man to give birth to a child as impossible, but to a man all his life only love her one, that is completely believable. Because a man on a woman and love a woman is absolutely two different things.
So I recalled later and felt that I hadn’t cheated on her because I had always loved her and had always been good to her, but of course it was inevitable that I had cheated a few times when I had. So here by the way to draw the attention of some ladies: don’t let your husband, boyfriend promise to make love only with you alone; that is often not very realistic, meaningless, relax the control of his cock, sometimes will be better to get his love.
The next day, at about 5 o’clock, we lingered a little longer, because the time before we parted was getting shorter and shorter. It was then that we steeply ceased to like the vacation, and wished that school would begin at once, for then we could see each other every day. But …… in the end, we had to agree to come back to the county together at 10 o’clock in the morning on the second day of the first year, and wait at the door of this guest house, without seeing each other.
It was a long vacation, and every minute was literally as long as a month for me, because there were no phones, much less the cell phones of today, to access the Internet; so now I often wonder: is this Internet, this cell phone, a blessing or a curse for people in love?
Because they they got a lot out of it, and at the same time, they will never again taste the torment that we had at that time, which is a kind of aftertaste, a happy torment.
After the start of the school year, we acted as if nothing had happened, only later an impulse to expose our relationship, because a live next door, from Guangdong students in our dormitory evaluation of the class of girls, he went so far as to say that her ass is very beautiful, I did not make a sound, another classmate joked and asked, “How do you see? I didn’t say anything. Another student asked jokingly, “How can you say that? He said, “Yes! The other student then asked, “What proof do you have? Who knows that guy then said, I really have seen her ass, she has a birthmark on her left buttock.
I knew he was flirting with nonsense, but I couldn’t resist punching him and kicking him out of our dormitory, and from then on it seemed like the whole class automatically stayed out of the boys’ dormitory, or at least didn’t dare to comment on her when I was there, and the girls also seemed to sense our relationship. In this case, our romance finally changed from underground to public, when the school on the relationship to grasp very tight, so inevitably adversely affected, her grades in four years has been very good, in the graduation could have been directly sent to graduate school, but in the end there is no her name. The reason why the teacher did not originally say, perhaps we are in love.
This incident was a big blow to her, did not read graduate school, had to go back to our hukou to find a job, she went into our county’s Bank of China, just established in the foreign exchange management unit; I went into our county’s Agricultural Bank of China, in the report of the second week, was sent to a branch below to do the deputy director of the sales department. In the beginning, I ran to the county town once a week to see her. She and another girl in the line live in the county water plant next to a guest house, two people a room, the girl also has a boyfriend, said to be the deputy secretary of the county party committee’s son. So we do not dare to offend her, usually when I go, but also she came out, embarrassed to stay in the room, for fear that the girl is not happy.
After a few weeks it became a matter of her meeting me in the country on Saturday afternoons. I had a large room for one person upstairs in the sales office at the time, and the streets in my township were short, with farmland a few hundred meters to the east and west, and the corn hadn’t been harvested yet, so we went out for walks after dinner and often walked to the nearby cornfields. As soon as I saw the cornfields I thought of the white asses of the farm women I had seen in the cornfields before, so I began to get excited. I started to trick her into going into the cornfield to get a couple of cobs to go back and cook for dinner, and she bought into it and followed me into the cornfield to a place far from the road.
As you may have experienced, it is easiest for a man and a woman to become aroused when they are in an environment where they feel isolated from the outside world, such as in a bedroom with the door closed, in a closed car. So to the cornfield, when I grabbed her two breasts from behind her, she a hand of Prime in my stall in the cock, we hooked his head and kissed each other, stroking each other, naturally pulled open the belt of the pants, when Zhang Yimou’s “Red Sorghum” has just won an award, the memories of the movie that sorghum field in the camera makes us crazy.
I trampled down a few corn, then took my coat off my body and laid it on the ground, slowly took it off, slowly touched it, slowly kissed it, kissed every part of my body, and then to the accompaniment of that wind-la-la sound, I painfully fucked, plugged in, twitched, and got excited ……
After one time, she was addicted, almost every time she made love, she liked to go to the cornfield, after making love, she peed there, it was really indescribably pleasant. Later, after the corn was harvested, there was hardly any very high crop in the farmland, so we had to do it in our own dormitory, but it was that way, she also liked to let me describe the environment of a cornfield in words first every time, and then we pretended to come to a dense cornfield before we slowly started everything we had …… so to speak, the cornfield became the the most beautiful place for us to make love.
I remember two weeks before the corn was to be harvested, many of the leaves had yellowed and the cornfields had begun to thin out so that concealment was not as great as it had been, and the weather had not yet cooled off completely, and as we were once more in a cornfield after dinner, taking off our pants and beginning to dry off, we suddenly heard talking, which seemed to be very close to us. A woman asked, What day of the month is your wife coming back next month? A man said: the 5th, I can’t say for sure, why are you scared? The woman laughed: Am I afraid, or are you? The man said: What am I afraid of? As long as you are not afraid, I am to fuck you a hundred times, she will not know, you see here, how safe, the ground for the bed, the sky for the quilt.
You can do it with confidence and boldness, come on, turn your ass towards me, let me do it again from the back. The woman said, you slow down a little bit, the last time I let you do it from my rear, I went back for several days to feel uncomfortable. Not long after, the popping sound of stomach and buttocks hitting was heard.
The two of us were so scared that we did not dare to speak again, just quietly inserted the cock into the vagina, noiselessly twitching, but that time, I found me her hole in the water especially much, I also special pleasure. After the two men nearby left, I also learned the man said: come on, turn your ass toward me, let me from behind, she smiled, whispered and said, lighter, you last time from behind to make me uncomfortable for a few days. We got really excited and came again from behind and she had her first of two orgasms. When we were reminiscing about it later, she put it at the top of her list in the “most memorable” category. I expressed my understanding.
Life at the bank was monotonous, but we were fulfilled. Since the two of us were not in the same unit, it was surprising that we had not been allocated housing for three years of work. The Agricultural Bank said that if I wanted a house, the countryside business department could provide it, but we did not want to make our home in the countryside. Then we thought, it doesn’t matter, because we are short of that piece of paper.
So we never did the marriage formalities, and the people around us didn’t care, because they had already recognized us as husband and wife, and this went on for 6 years, and suddenly one day I thought of leaving the country, because a college friend came to our city on a business trip, and made a detour to see us, and he said that several people in our class had already emigrated to Canada and New Zealand. I then began to move the idea of going abroad ……
In February ’95, we both got our marriage licenses, got our passports with the help of a relative from the county public security bureau and submitted the relevant documents, and in June we received a notice from the New Zealand Immigration Department’s Beijing office that our immigration application had been approved.
At that time, the two of us had mixed feelings, because going abroad for us was a dream that we had not dared to imagine for many years, and now it had steeply become a reality, so of course we were happy. But what is the future like? Many relatives said that it is an isolated island, is an agricultural country, will not be better than the domestic there, these remarks again made us feel worried, but in any case, since it has been approved, as a tourist lie, but also to go to New Zealand first to actually see before. So we put their own two savings plus relatives and friends to send, all converted into dollars, a total of more than 6,000, and then in the unit to do a leave of absence without pay procedures, flew to Auckland.
Auckland’s airport is not big, but all carpeted, walking on it has a VIP feeling, of course, later know, in New Zealand to find a room without carpet may be more difficult than in the country to find a room with carpet, the airport exit is a parking lot with thousands of cars, for some reason, I instantly fell in love with the country, her feeling is the opposite, that it is not lively, and the whole country is like the The whole country is like the rural areas of China. Later I asked her if it was because there were no cornfields in New Zealand, and she said that seemed to be a factor.
We rented a house in the NewMarket area, and in a completely new environment, we started a new peak of lovemaking, especially because we had a marriage license by this time, and it felt more guaranteed. So as I fucked her, I also used to yell, I’m going to fuck you, because it’s my right under the law! She said, don’t be a stinker, New Zealand has the crime of marital rape, and when I mentioned rape, I said, I’m going to rape you, and she sometimes purposely pretended to resist and struggle; and once I even deliberately ripped a pair of her panties that were already torn out of their stalls, pretending to be violent, and then pressed down on her hands, held her legs apart, and inserted my cock into her cunt, thrusting it in and out rapidly; and she twisted and turned underneath her slowly, as if she were trying to break away from my Control, but the two people work well together, hard, the way to ensure that just right, so that we both feel that this sex life is hard to come by, more cherish. So now sometimes when she has a sexual request, she tends to say: husband, you rape me ah.
I sometimes say that there is no motive for the crime at the moment. Later I asked her, you women are so strange, do you really like to be raped? She said not really, only if a woman’s own favorite man rapes her will she be happy! So that’s how it is!
After a month, I heard in the language class that we could still apply for subsidies, so we received subsidies again very quickly, and life should be said to be starting to get on the right track, no worries. The more relaxed a person is, the higher the quality of sex life, so I feel that our couple life in these months is just like when we first fell in love, we have to have a little bit of it every day, and we also like to change some tricks, there are still some third-grade TV programs that we can only see secretly at home after 12 o’clock at night in New Zealand, and we sometimes like to wait for that time to do it while we are watching TV.
Anyway, as far as I can remember, I once bought 100 condoms for the first time, and used them up in more than 2 months. We often had condoms on the table and on the bed in our room, and thanks to the fact that we didn’t have any friends to play with at that time, our married life was so relaxing and stress-free. After nearly a year, she began to study at the university, studying finance, learning is not too hard, this time to feel that we chose 10 years ago the international finance of this major is how great a choice. 1 year of study soon ended, after graduation, she found a job in a bank, the annual salary of 30,000 yuan, is not much, but we have been very satisfied.
On vacation, we sometimes like to drive out and leave traces of our love everywhere, in remote meadows, in dense forests, by clear streams, and among fragrant flowers. I remember once in a park south of Auckland city, a young man and woman in the grove secretly cuddling together, that dropped pants and the plump ass make people very excited, maybe they did not notice us, maybe they do not care, in any case, they are in the heart of the fuck, we are also next to the trail while walking slowly, while secretly watching, and only then feel: the kind of watching other people live! It was then that we realized that watching others having live sex is still very different from watching porn. In another part of the grove, we also performed the same scene just now, the difference was that when we found someone coming, we quickly raised our pants because we were not accustomed to leaking our asses for others to see.
In 2000, we decided to move from New Zealand to Melbourne, Australia because of the change in policy regarding New Zealanders moving to Australia, and started preparing for our first child. Unexpectedly, however, our first child turned out to be a Dragon-Phoenix, born in November that year. She was already on the older side, so she suffered a lot to deliver the baby. There was a lot of bleeding, and the doctor asked me what my options were if there was a danger. I was like: what’s the point of asking, keep the baby. Of course, I kept the adults!
That’s when it hit me: what a blessing it is for a person to love another person with all their heart! It is more important than being loved by others! Now I often see many young foreign students from China living together, I should say, they are happy, but sometimes I wonder, these children who are attracted to each other because of sex, can they transform sex into true, sincere and heartfelt love in the end? When a man is able to maintain his sexual interest in a woman for many years, then I can say that they already have a deeper level of love.
My lover last month with our children back to visit our parents, so I recently appeared to be slightly free, which took the time to write out our years of unforgettable experience. Before posting it, I told her on the phone about my intention to do so, and she initially objected to it, mainly because she was afraid that some of our hometowns outside the country would easily find out our roots and have a bad influence, and I told her that it was nothing! Because I did not mention our names and the names of specific places, but everything comes from our real life. Real is also a kind of beauty, finally she agreed.
I know that many readers will take this article as erotic literature to read, which I expected, because sex is one of the most important things in everyone’s life, there is no need to stomp hide and seek, to come to this forum of everyone is certainly in everyday life is a very normal people, not hooligans, rapists only like sex, normal people like!
Otherwise I would not have posted my article here. My purpose is two-fold: through memories, I myself want to find that wonderful feeling in the lonely moments, to add fun to my own life; secondly, I also hope that our readers can have a happy, sweet sex life, because it also needs to communicate, needs to learn, and needs to be created sincerely! As long as you couples are willing, in the case of not affecting others, you can play your imagination, to create a high-quality sex for themselves, I also sincerely hope that you put their own experience or experience to tell me and everyone. Thank you!