Just as I was chatting with her on some very serious topics, while racking my brain to search for hotels in the impression of the neighborhood, her phone rang, the school notified her to go back to the meeting, go back immediately. It seems that the possibility of a room is no longer, despite the inner disappointment, I still have the decency to take a taxi to send her back to school, not forgetting to ask a parting question: “Next time I ask you out, you will come out?” Her answer was terse and puzzling: “Maybe ‘maybe’.” This statement made me revisit my high school language of sentence breaks and determining subject-verb-object in the cab ride back.
When I got back I was chatting about it with a fellow traveler by short message. He said he saw a young woman with a devil’s body but also a devil’s face. Because he really can’t stand that disgusting face, he let his colleague call and lied and retreated (ps: this fellow has a higher demand for women, if it were me, of course, I would be on and then say it again – anyway, turn off the lights are the same ^_^) Speaking of which, I couldn’t help but be shocked in my heart: my angelic-faced netizen will not also play the I can’t help but be alarmed: could my angelic-faced internet friend be pulling the same trick? But it’s done, I consoled myself by saying that I’d just be a decent guy and see a normal face for once anyway.
After a few days, I drove by her school and couldn’t resist sending her a short message when I got back. I didn’t expect her reply, “You remember me? I thought you forgot about me.” It seems that she must have thought that I was living in the midst of flowers, and that someone else would naturally fill in if she was nowhere to be found. In that case, she probably didn’t take off for an excuse, but she did, and she didn’t seem to have any aversion to me judging by how quickly she messaged me back. Haha, there is a game.
What happens next accelerates the story even more.
One morning I received a joke about the “SARS”, casually forwarded to her, and soon she returned the message: “What are you doing?” I anemic a few sentences back, nothing more than what “I am thinking of you ah” and so on the meat of the words, she asked me in return: “your wife is not in ah, so arrogant” I immediately a fifty-fifty how I intend to wife in the time how to ask her, the wife is not in how to ask her I’ll tell you all about my plans. Anyway, it is a short message, we are not afraid to blush, hey. She “huh” a message back to ask: “you usually like and wife how to do?” It’s just what I wanted! She herself brought the topic to sex, down to see my thumb work ……
As a result, that morning I talked to her with short messages all morning sex, from her favorite position to her boyfriend’s “sketchy”; from my first date with the Internet to last year’s May 1 glory, our topics are deep and wide, our questions and answers are direct and sensitive. Though I wanted to meet her right away, my reasoning told me that the opportunity was not yet ripe. But when she said in her last message, “I’m going to paint, be good and play by yourself.” I knew this oil painting girl was definitely mine.
(I’m sorry, folks, for wasting your time by not getting to the point after all this time, but since you’ve read so much, continue to be patient, and the good stuff will begin soon.)
A few more days passed as I fantasized about meeting her. After I unexpectedly woke up from my nap before 2pm, I received a short message from her on my cell phone, “Come out this afternoon.” After a lot of thought struggle (the struggle is to meet with her or to deal with the work first), I decided to go and meet with her, after all, the girl took the initiative to ask you to ask for this kind of opportunity is not always encountered.
This meeting was prepared for a long time, so I went straight to a three-star hotel I knew about beforehand, got a room, bought condoms and waited for her to come over.
After an anxious wait, her masked figure (SARS was in vogue) finally appeared in my view through the cat’s eye of the door. The moment she raised her hand to knock, I pulled the door open. She smiled at me and walked naturally into the room. Her outfit today was a change of style from the day we first met. That day it was a black jersey and black jeans, today it was a bohemian top and jeans with a short skirt over it, looking rather different.
Seeing me looking her up and down, she threw her small bag on the bed and asked a question that baffled me, “What now?” And what can be done? I walked over, patted the bed beside me and said, “What do you think?” She graciously sat down next to me and turned her head to watch TV, so I reached over and wrapped my arms around her waist, and my lips went to her neck. I didn’t expect her to giggle and break away, stood up and changed the channel, muttering to herself, “Why is there nothing to see on the program?” I asked, “Why, are you embarrassed?” She nodded, but her eyes were still glued to the TV screen. I said, “Don’t be embarrassed, come on, sit down.” I said, “Don’t be shy, come on, sit down.” I reached out and pulled her down. She sat down with her back half turned to me, right between my legs.
I wrapped my arms around her waist while whispering behind her ear, “You won’t be embarrassed if you close your eyes and just think of me as your boyfriend.” While lifting my hand up, I held her breast through her clothes. The palm of my hand came from the fullness of the fullness of the feeling that I almost can not believe, because just from the outside to see her breasts are very small, to my previous experience with other girls, this almost rely on the bra to support out of the small breasts is absolutely not produce such a round and even full of the feeling of the hand, the five bodies of the head to support the more than just a slight rise in the hand only, completely unable to hold. Unexpected feeling immediately made me immediately erect, I was about to further stroking, I did not expect her to get up again, fled to the opposite side of the bed.
I don’t like to come on strong to girls, so I didn’t chase after them to continue. I sat on this side of the bed and said, “Now that you’re like this I don’t know what to do.” She stared at the TV for a moment in thought and said, “Tell you what, you put your blindfold on.” Oh, so she was embarrassed to let me undress her. I tried, “Can’t I turn around and not look at you?” “No! It has to be blindfolded.” She said with no room for negotiation. I continued to fight for the ability to undress a beautiful woman myself, “Are you that embarrassed? You’re going to see it all later anyway.” “It’s not the same la.” It seemed like no compromise was possible. I had no choice but to pull my jacket over my head, still muttering reluctantly, “Why don’t you go in the bathroom and make me suffer like this?” She quickly countered with, “Then why don’t you go to the bathroom?” Oh, that’s how it works. “You should have said so!” I tore off my jacket and went straight into the bathroom without looking up at her, who was presumably halfway out of her clothes – I didn’t want to spoil the big event later by rushing to have a look!
A moment later, she called from outside, “There!” I answered the voice and came out, but saw her clothes skirt underwear panties spread a bed, she herself has hidden to another bed under the sheet, hand closed the mouth of the sheet, seems to have a little embarrassed. At this time I don’t want to be as embarrassed. I naturally stood in front of her to take off her clothes, even panties do not stay, naked lying to her side. Seeing me lie down, she somewhat unnaturally put her face away, I laughed at her, “Still embarrassed now?”
With that, he wrenched her face, intending to kiss. To my surprise, she twisted her face the other way and said, “No kiss.” “Why? It’s not like I have bad breath.” I reluctantly continued to wrench her face, but she remained firm and avoided my lips, replying, “Even my boyfriend can’t kiss me, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him.” Since she had said so, I couldn’t afford to continue, so I turned to the next best thing and went to kiss her earlobe. This time she didn’t refuse again, but closed her eyes and quietly let my lips and tongue slide over her earlobe and side face.
While kissing her, I didn’t miss the opportunity to run my hands down her bare shoulders and into the sheet to caress her breasts. Her breasts were the real deal, small but full and round, soft and supple, so I couldn’t help but lift the sheet to admire them, as white and delicate as her skin. While my fingers were squeezing one small pink nipple my lips covered the other.
Her breathing began to get progressively more rapid and her hands began to grip my shoulders. I sucked on it and slid my hand across her flat, smooth belly, right between her legs, finding her clit, shyly hidden between her pubic hair and labia, and rubbing it carefully. Her breathing quickened, and she held on to me even harder. After kneading for a while, I kissed her belly and lifted the whole sheet covering her lower body. Because her whole body was exposed in front of me, she shyly clenched her legs, as if she didn’t want me to see her blackened privacy, but this was different from the resolute refusal just now, this was just an instinctive reaction, and by the wrenching of both of my hands, her legs were half pushed apart, and her narrow pussy lips appeared in front of me. I leaned down my face, stuck out my tongue and started to lick it, and she suddenly ah’d, her body wriggled, and her hand felt like it was pushing my head and pressing, reacting fiercely.
I don’t care so much, both hands grabbed her legs, deeply buried head and licked and sucked, her ears kept coming from her unbearable screams of pleasure. Slightly salty flavor of the lewd water in a short while flowed into my mouth, I used my fingers to touch, clitoris and labia all slippery, this time I can play more wantonly. So I slowly inserted the middle finger, first in her vaginal walls of the tender flesh of the four hooks for a while, causing her whole body tense and then the index finger and into, and then began to rhythmic thrusting. She ah ah moaned, hand a moment to grasp my arm a moment to grasp the bed sheet, lower body with my rhythm constantly pressed down, desperately swaying, let out a plopping sound of thrusting, lewd water can not help but flow out. I looked at her a look of lust, can not help but speed up the action of the hand, a moment I suddenly feel her vagina violently expand, seems to be struggling to suck in something, and then recovered, and so repeated a few times, she ah ah screamed, hand desperately to my body to her body, I know that now it is time to come true.
I withdrew my fingers, unhurriedly removed the condom and put it on, and turned over to see her slowly writhing her naked torso like any woman eager for acceptance, breathing heavily as she waited for her man’s conquest. I went down on my knees, spread her legs, found the opening to her vagina, held my erect penis, and little by little shoved it inside her hungry slit. As my penis slowly entered, the expression on her face gradually changed, first she closed her eyes tightly as if she was holding back, then she spread her eyebrows, and then her mouth opened, and from the depths of her throat came out a “ah” of extreme relief.
After I felt my penis finally being thoroughly encased in warm flesh, I began a slow but powerful pistoning motion. To be honest, her vagina is not as tight as I thought, but her reaction is far greater than I thought, I only thrust a few times, her fingers are almost to scratch through my back, so that I had to thrust while panting to warn her not to scratch me, go back to my wife is not good to explain, she only then convergence of a little bit, but the sound of screaming is still as wanton as ever.
After thrusting on my knees for a while, I rolled her over and began my favorite behind-the-back position. Her big white ass was high in the air, her hands propped up on her head, and she ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah as her whole body shook from the pounding of my magnificent cock. She was shaking all over with my strong cock. Such a beautiful a young girl so lewdly lying in front of me, let me feel the incomparable stimulation, a thrill, lower body numb, large strands of positive semen gushed out. Such a beautiful a young girl so lewdly lying in front of me, let me feel the incomparable stimulation, a thrill, lower body numb, large strands of positive strands gushed out. After letting go of her ass is still not satisfied with sticking to my body desperately shaking for a while, until I pulled out the weak penis, she fell on the bed with reluctance.
As soon as the passion passed, she immediately regained her earlier reserve and quickly pulled the sheet over her body. I leaned down and asked her, “What do you think?” She faced the wall, smiled, and didn’t make a sound, so it seemed that she was more than satisfied. I leaned over and gently stroked her arm as I said, “Just you wait, you’ll be watching later.” This time she turned her face around, and with what seemed to be a bit of a noncommittal smile in her expression, she looked at me and turned her face back again. I didn’t care about her, adjusting my own breathing, relaxing, and turning my attention to the TV. This is my experience: after doing it once you are too anxious to get an erection to do the next time, but it will affect the mood; on the contrary, after the orgasm rest comfortably for a while, gossip a few words, watch TV, and soon you can enter the state.
After a while of chatting about one thing and another, about 20 minutes or so passed, I saw that time seemed to be running out, so I was ready to start the next one. I said, “Let me give you a massage.” She obediently slumped over, exposing her entire backside. I straddled her and began to knead down her neck, squeezing all the way down until my hand was once again pressed against her pussy. I gently rubbed her still wet pussy, my hand plunging in front of her, squeezing between her breasts and the mattress, matching the caresses together.
In a short while her body began to wriggle, and I rolled her over smoothly, continuing to rub her pussy with one hand, while holding up my semi-erect penis with the other, and bringing it to her mouth. She refused to kiss me, but she didn’t reject my cum-stained cock at all and took it in her mouth, sucking it back and forth in deep and shallow strokes. In fact the mental pleasure of oral sex is far greater than the physical pleasure, and the intense sense of conquest from watching my crude thing contained in a beautiful woman’s rosy little mouth caused me to get a full erection right away, to the point where I was worried about cumming right away. So I pulled out almost immediately – I wanted to conquer her vagina, not her mouth – and let the glans rub against her skin all the way down to the fighting position. She was obviously enjoying this particular caress, her body flexing intensely, and her moaning combined with her hard grip allowed me to fully feel the extreme pleasure of her flesh.
Again and again, my cock plunged deep into her pussy. She desperately tensed up and held onto me, her thighs opening up and clamping down on my ass as if she wanted me to thrust into her even harder. I use my hands to support the body, in a push-up position strong and fast piston movement, this is my most powerful position, body in addition to the lower body does not touch the body of the woman, so that can give the lower body more full of space for movement, so that the movement of the amplitude and strength can be put to the maximum. Sure enough, under the impact of this position, she completely lost herself, just screaming, just twisting, just grabbing me, completely forgetting everything around, forgetting that she does not even know my name, her heart at the moment only left to fill the whole body with pleasure.
Although the push-up style can give both sides great pleasure, but also very physical exertion, I inserted about a few minutes, I felt that my arms could not hold up, so I sat up, she also followed the sitting up, and then rode on me, into the male bottom female top style, but I have not had time to lie down completely, the sexually anxious, she tightly wrapped her arms around my neck and frantically began to rock back and forth on the buttocks, which made me have to continue to sit down, holding her crazy! I had to continue to sit, holding her frantically twisting waist to keep both of them balanced. Her face back, very involved in shaking her buttocks, but this gives me pleasure is not strong, perhaps she switched to up and down may be stronger, but look at the excitement of her look screaming, I did not change the position, just from time to time to push up a little, to comfort the heavy pressure of the penis.
I had been in this position for some time, and the root of my cock was doing some vague pain from the pressure. I felt it was time for me to make my move. So I pushed her down, her head squeezed right up against the wall beside the bed, which was great, with every stroke she was forced to tilt her head a little, her hair strewn haphazardly about her face, her rosy lips half-open, her eyes tightly closed, and it was such a sexy look, and the fact that such a beautiful girl was so frantically making love to herself made me, who was struggling so hard to get it up, even suspect that I was in a dream. With the intensification of the action, her head also kept sliding down, until almost to the foot of the bed, because the foot of the bed against the entrance to the room, I was afraid of her reckless screaming to attract the hotel people, they pulled out the penis, and turned to caress her with her mouth and hands, so that her wild flesh can be loosened for a moment. Sure enough, the penis pulled out she will be paralyzed, no longer like just that fierce twisting, just when I kissed her sensitive parts, from time to time with my hands scratching my hair.
My mouth along her neck has been down to kiss, when kissed her sexy navel, her reaction suddenly intensified, especially when I put my tongue into the navel, licking hard inside, she grabbed my hair hand seems to want to grab me into a bald like force, the pain I only licked a moment and had to stop: “Don’t be so hard to do it, grabbed off my hair back to my wife can be I can’t explain it to my wife.” She was embarrassed to twist her face and smile, hand gently touched my face, said: “Who asked you to lick me so comfortable ……” looking at her charming, I want to fire again. I grabbed her arm, pulled her up and said, “Didn’t you say you like standing writings?”
Said stood up, picked up one of her legs, a hand holding the penis to try to find the location of her vagina. Perhaps the difference in height between us is still a little big, I fumbled half a day can not put the penis in, she was anxious, an arm around my neck, simply put the other leg also lifted up, her whole person suddenly hung on my body, I hold her legs with both hands, her body upward forcefully lifted, and then sit down, the penis finally inserted into the smooth. She ah screamed, hands tightly around my neck, and then I will hand force, began to throw her up and down, so that the penis also followed in her vagina in and out of the rubbing hard. Although this position my penis in her vagina is not a large range of movement, but each time is equivalent to the use of her whole body weight to penetrate, almost deep into the uterus, so she was simply turned over by the pleasure, a few strokes, she actually defiantly screamed out, “Comfortable …… I’m so comfortable! ” To be honest, although I have seen in various erotic works in many female will be dry cool when issued a variety of obscene sounds, but in and she made love before I have not once encountered, today I was taught. It seems that she likes to have sex while standing up, but also from time to time.
Although exciting, this position called “Italian chandelier” is too physically demanding, knowing that she is 95 pounds. I stood for about 5 minutes, I was a little tired, then slowly put her on the bed. Maybe it was too exciting just now, or maybe it was the pressure on my penis when I put her down, I just put her on the bed and ejaculated, which was not enough fun.
I had to leave because of the time, and on my way out I asked her, “Was that good enough this time?” She still smiled but didn’t say anything. I asked again, “Is it true that next time I ask you out, you won’t come out?” She immediately corrected, “I didn’t say that!” Haha, looks like she’s had enough of me. I was determined to find another time to ask her out and fuck her hard a few more times, so just wait and see!