So when I met her for the first time I became very formal. Although the previous network chat she has agreed to open a room with me, when I saw the height of 1 meter 65, weight 95, slim and tall, with a head of beautiful long hair and pretty melon face and ice moist lips she can not help but still some inferiority complex, coupled with do not know where the nearest hotel, I had to propose to the nearby bar to sit down and then say.
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 met a young woman with a devilish body but also a devilish face the other day. Because he really can’t stand that disgusting face, he let his colleague call and lied and retreated PS: This fellow has higher requirements for women, if it were me, of course, is to get on and then say – anyway, turn off the lights are the same ^_^) Speaking of which, I can’t help but be shocked in my heart: my angelic-faced netizen will not also play the same I’m not sure if my angelic-faced internet friend would do the same trick. But after all that, I consoled myself by saying that I’d just be a decent guy and meet a normal person 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, soon she returned the message: “What are you doing?” I angrily a few words back, nothing more than what “I’m thinking of you ah” and so on the meat of the words, she asked me in return: “your wife is not ah, so arrogant”.
I immediately told her how I planned to ask her out when she was there and how I planned to ask her out when she wasn’t there. Anyway, it is a short message, we are not afraid to blush, hehehe. 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, play by yourself.” I knew this oil painting girl was definitely mine.
(Sorry guys, I’ve been pulling for so long and haven’t gotten to the point yet, so I’ve wasted your time, but since I’ve read so much, keep being patient, the good stuff will start 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 whether to meet with her or first cope with the work), I decided to go and meet with her, after all, the girl took the initiative to open the mouth to ask you 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, popping “SARS” figure finally appeared in my view through the cat’s eye of the door. I pulled the door open just as she raised her hand to knock.
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 knit shirt and black jeans, today it was a bohemian top and jeans with a short skirt over it, which made it look 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 to do? I walked over, patted the bed beside me, and said, “What do you think?”
She generously sat next to me, turned her head to watch TV, I reached over to embrace her waist, lips to her neck. I didn’t expect her to giggle and break away, standing up and changing the channel, muttering to herself:
“How come there’s nothing to see on the program?” I asked, “What, embarrassed?” She nodded, but her eyes remained glued to the TV screen.
I said, “Don’t be embarrassed, come on, sit down.” With that, I reached out and pulled her. 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 doing so, I lifted my hand up and held her breasts through her shirt. I almost couldn’t believe the plump fullness from the palm of my hand, because just from the outside looking at her breasts is very small, with my previous experience with other girls, this kind of almost rely on the bra to support out of the small breasts is absolutely will not produce this kind of round and even fullness of the feeling of the hand, the five body head to support the hand more than just a little bit of up just, 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, “I don’t know what to do now that you’re like this.”
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 struggle with the idea of being able to undress a beautiful woman with my own hands, “Are you that embarrassed?
You’re going to see them all later anyway.” “It’s not the same.” It seemed like a compromise was out of the question. I pulled my jacket over my head, still muttering, “Why don’t you go to 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 lying down, she somewhat unnaturally put her face away, I laughed at her, “Still embarrassed now?” Saying that, I pulled her face, intending to kiss.
To my surprise, she twisted her face the other way and said, “No kissing.” “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 continue, so I turned to her earlobes.
This time she didn’t refuse again, but closed her eyes and quietly let my lips and tongue slide over her earlobe and side of her 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 taper off and her hands began to grab my shoulders.
I sucked on it, sliding my hand across her flat, smooth belly and straight between her legs, finding her clit, shyly hidden between her pubic hair and labia, and rubbing it carefully. Now her breathing quickened and her hands clasped me even harder.
Kneading for a while, by the action of kissing her belly, I lifted off the entire 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 labia appeared in front of me. I leaned down my face, stuck out my tongue and started to lick, she immediately ah screamed, her body wriggled, her hand was like pushing my head and like pressing, the reaction was very intense. I don’t care that much, both hands grasped her legs, buried my head deeply and licked and sucked, and her unbearable screams of pleasure kept coming from her ears.
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 more wantonly play. So I slowly inserted my 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 and grasp the bed sheet, lower body with my rhythm kept pressing down, desperately swaying, issued 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 and unhurriedly removed the condom and put it on, turning 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 kneeled down, separated her legs, found the location of the vaginal opening, holding the erect penis, little by little into her hungry slit. Along with the penis slowly into, her face expression is also gradually changing, first is to endure as if tightly closed eyes, and then is to stretch open eyebrows, and then the mouth also open, from the depths of the throat came out a extremely comfortable “ah ~~~~~~~”.
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. With her big white ass high in the air and her hands propped up on her head, she ahhed and ahhed as her whole body shook from the pounding of my mammoth cock.
Such a beautiful a young girl so lewdly lying in front of me, let me feel the incomparable stimulation, a thrill, my lower body numb, large strands of male sperm spurted out. I tightly five body head ground support her ass, until the last drop are ejaculated before letting go. 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, I adjusted my own breathing, relaxed and turned my attention to the TV.
Here’s my experience: after you’ve done it once you’re in too much of a hurry to get an erection for the next time, and it affects your mood instead; instead, get comfortable and rest for a while after your orgasm, gossip a bit, watch TV, and get into the swing of things in no time.
After chatting for a while, 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 body 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. It wasn’t long before her body began to squirm, and I rolled her over smoothly, continuing to rub her pussy with one hand, while holding up my semi-erect cock to her mouth with the other. She refused to kiss me, but she didn’t reject my cum-stained cock at all, taking it in with one mouth and 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 feeling of conquest that comes from watching my crude thing contained in a beautiful woman’s rosy little mouth makes me instantly and fully erect, to the point where I’m 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, powerful and fast piston movement, this is my most powerful position, the body in addition to the lower body does not touch the woman’s body, so that can give the lower body more full of space for movement, and thus also make the amplitude and strength of the movement can be put to the maximum.
Sure enough, under the impact of this position, she completely lost herself, just screaming, just twisting, just grabbing onto me, completely forgetting everything around her, forgetting that she didn’t even know my name, all that was left in her mind at the moment was the pleasure that filled her whole body.
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! Twisting waist to maintain the balance of the two.
Her face was thrown back and she was very involved in rocking her hips, but it didn’t give me much pleasure, maybe if she switched to an up and down lasso it might have been stronger, but looking at the way she was grunting and screaming with excitement, I didn’t change positions, I just pushed up a bit from time to time to console my cock under the weight.
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 over 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 frantic to make love to herself made me, who was struggling so hard to get off, 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 relax 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 a hand to scratch 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 twisted her face in embarrassment and smiled, gently touching my face with her hand, saying, “Who told you to lick me so well ……”
Looking at her winks made me horny again. I grabbed her arm, pulled her up and said, “I thought you said you liked standing writings?” With that, I stood up, picked up one of her legs, and held my penis in one hand as I struggled to find the location of her vagina. Perhaps the height difference between the two of us is still a little too big, I fumbled for half a day and could not insert the penis in, she was anxious, an embrace of my neck, so that the other leg was also lifted up, her whole person suddenly hanged on my body, I hold her legs with both hands, her body upward forcefully, and then sit down, the penis finally inserted into the smooth.
She ah’d and tightened her hands around my neck before I made a strong effort with my hands and started throwing her up and down, letting my cock follow suit as I rubbed it hard in and out of her pussy.
Although this position my penis in her vagina to move a small range, but each time is equivalent to the weight of her whole body to penetrate, almost deep into the uterus, so she was simply turned over, a few strokes, she actually defiantly screamed out, “Comfortable …… I’m so comfortable! ” To be honest, although I have seen in a variety of erotic works in many female will be dry when will issue a variety of lewd 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.