Beautiful Bitch.


Short piece, hope you enjoy it.

Call me a bitch! Hey! I think you’ve got it wrong, Keung. I’m a student at the University of T. I’ve passed every semester! Isn’t that a good student? Maybe I’m not too bright, but it’s better than being expelled!

What? That I got it in exchange for my beauty! Oh, yeah! Then you should call me beautiful instead! Does beauty come with the territory? At night, when everyone’s watching TV, I’m up to my ass in Ore. People rub it on their faces, but I rub it on my pussy, one can after another. Do you think it’s natural to be so soft and shiny? Stupid!

I’ll be honest with you. You think you can fool me just because you’re full of love? Every time we meet and see your taut crotch, who doesn’t know that you still want to screw me. And after all that, what else do you want?

Be a lover! Ha, ha, ha! I’d say it’s more like a forbidden domain! I’m supposed to be obsessed with the cock in your pants!

Me! I’ve seen it all! From the short walk to class every day, and from the penises of boys saluting one after another, I recognized what you wanted in your hearts, and I knew what I had to do.

I began to wear short skirts, preferably the kind that tensed my ass so tightly that half of it was exposed, with thin light-colored thong panties underneath. I loved the feeling of the thin cloth rubbing against my clitoris, it was so pleasurable that sometimes I unconsciously wet my pants, even the roots of my thighs were sticky.

Then I have to be careful, never bend down to pick up something again, or it will be like the last time, only in order to pick up the exam paper blown off by the wind, and when I look back, I see the sixty-something peeling Chen reddening his face and his eyes reddish winter.

In the end, it came to bed, who called for the same 0 score on the exam paper left and right!

I was really afraid that he would have a stroke or immediately wind up hanging on the bed like that, because no one likes to give a cold prick so inserted. In fact, the professor’s dick is really not much, wind-dried orange peel as dry and shriveled, it is hard to get the penis decent, once inserted into my pussy but so leaked, yellow cloudy semen flowed all over my hole, but also have the cheek to say that I’m also wet.

I wish I could put the bedside glasses on him hard and tell him that’s his old lady’s pee. Bummer! He just wanted him to roll around in my piss. As it turned out, I passed this subject anyway.

The first time I saw him, I saw him in the back of my head, and I thought he was a good man. On the first class to see his elegant, laughing, thinking of his pants straight up things, hand in the skirt I rubbed legs, I did not expect after half a month, in the teachers’ lounge he wanted to fuck me.

Of course I knew what I had to do and it wasn’t until the end of the semester at the motel that I let him penetrate my flesh. I think it would have been a wonderful experience if what happened later hadn’t happened.

I was leaking ass loads of slut and cunt cum over and over until my belly was sore. I was still there gasping for air when I didn’t realize he broke my ass open and was about to stick it up my ass! Oi oi! That’s the only virgin part of my body!

The pig-liver colored glans had a hard time squeezing in and I was in spine-tingling pain. Shit! Fucking pervert! I faked tears and finally escaped, and of course I passed the test.

Hey, I’m sorry! Honestly, although I studied business, but the professors are still more men, and I more or less still study a little, until my junior year of college, I have only screwed so 7 or 8. Of course, some of them screwed me several times, after all, there are only a few professors in the department, and in order to graduate, I can’t avoid it. But I just hated the lustful looks I got from them the second time I took a class, and it made me realize the inevitability of getting laid again.

Ah Keung! Do you really dare to love me? I’m addicted to the excitement and craziness of one-night stands!

One time I overdrank at a pub and looked at a bunch of guys, I don’t know if it was three, four or five, I just remember one of them looked like Takeshi Kaneshiro.

They bought me a drink, accompanied me  to box, and ate a snack together, and the last thing I remember is only several swollen red pricks taking turns sticking into my mouth, while there are constantly hard things in my meat hole thrusting my whole body numb.

I don’t know whether I was too happy or drunk to unconsciousness, when I woke up I found that I was lying on the swinging water bed, my face, breasts, belly, full of a piece of white thick semen; red swollen turned out pussy, a puddle of virile semen is still hanging there, and in the end, I don’t know how Jin Chengwu’s prick looks like.

Another time in an internet chat room, I just couldn’t believe that someone’s prick could grow to 25 centimeters, so he asked me to meet him at McDonald’s in Tienmu, and I said yes.

Turns out it was a foreigner, or a black man! I kind of believed it.

Do you know what it’s like to have a 25-centimeter, black, iron cock in your pussy? It’s as painful as anal sex! And the mix of pain and pleasure is even harder to describe.

When I got home that day, I saw blood oozing from my pussy and then for three days straight I had a tampon stuffed in my vagina.

Oh, yeah! You’re asking me if I’m not afraid of getting AIDS?

Scared? From the day I saw my stepfather’s beastly eyes, holding a bloody kitchen knife, I was afraid of nothing! In September, when the winds were strong, the paper filled the sky and the dust flew up, and I was only able to send my mom and sister away alone, I had forgotten to be afraid!

In the end I know what I have to do and you have the audacity to love me!

Like me such a bitch in your mouth, flesh hole to the cock inserted red and swollen, and the slut water has not been dry flow, life in addition to sex or sex, with all kinds of people, with different thickness and length of people, white days, in the end I get a lot of happiness.

I didn’t realize you were stupid enough to love me. You think I really don’t know?

The rain outside was so heavy, you stood there for a day and a night, clearly scolding me for being a slut, but your tone was so emaciated, and the unwillingness and pity in your eyes did you want to drown me?

LOL! Not only do I know what I need to do, but I know what you want to do as well.

Tell me about it! Keung! Am I really a bitch?