With my tall height, pretty face, plump body, outstanding temperament, and standard pronunciation of English, it was easy to get acquainted with him.
We exchanged names – I learned that his name was marco rossi – and the conversation didn’t get too much into our respective situations.
He told me he was twenty-five years old, just arrived in Beijing, and was here to work, not to go to school – because I said he looked a little baby-faced; I told him I was indeed a college student – because I was afraid that my mature body and revealing dress would make him mistakenly think I was married – school was due to start in two days.
Then we started to talk at sea about America, Beijing, disco, ……
Then we bounced together. He complimented me on my good dance moves and strong sense of rhythm; and I was thrilled by his handsome appearance and mostly exposed firm body, and his very provocative and dynamic movements made me rush with lust.
His crotch was unusually bulging, and in my experience with previous boyfriends, it was almost as if he had stuffed a pair of long johns, and I got wet just looking at it. As he stood behind me and squirmed close to me, I visibly felt that big, strong, hot bulge, and I was so excited that I almost reached out and touched it, but I held back and restrained myself with great effort.
From the time we started hitting on each other until we broke up, we spent a full five hours together. I was teased by him almost out of control – when he twisted around me, because it was too noisy, when talking had to be close, he put his face to the side of my face, talking nose and lips next to my ear, out of the hot breath shushed to my face, neck, ear, tickling quite comfortable; sometimes in order to hear me twisted my head, he took the opportunity to gently kiss me, I did not refuse, but also did not respond; his hands caressing my belly, ribs, and fortunately many times touching, brushing me; his hands caressing my belly, ribs, and fortunately many times touching, brushing me. I did not refuse, but also did not respond; his hands caressing my belly, rib side, fortunately, many times touched, rubbed my breasts; his lower body through the pants to my buttocks and back waist rubbed hot; I clearly perceive that he is getting hard, I am wet down below. Luckily I was wearing a denim skirt, I would have made a fool of myself in my pants. I went to the restroom four times because it was the last days of my period and I had tampons with me, so I used all of them, changing them four times in total, and once I couldn’t take it anymore and masturbated.
I don’t know why I broke up with him – maybe I didn’t want him to think that I was too casual, too easy to “catch”, or maybe it was out of a desire to preserve the self-esteem of a girl from China-Beijing, or maybe it was because I wanted to really develop a relationship with him. I don’t want to be …… I don’t want to be so quick, and something else I can’t even tell you – I didn’t wait for him to say anything before I bluntly said that I had to go home right away.
We both made plans to meet up again the following weekend – didn’t even leave a phone number.
When I got home that night, I couldn’t restrain my fervent lust and joy, and after masturbating to orgasm, I wrote all my observations into a large diary. The first excerpt is as follows:
diary
He walked into the ballroom.
His hair was combed like a big boy’s, making his already baby face looking appearance even more youthful.
He was wearing a half-length, short-sleeved, collarless t-shirt on top, and it looked great. Because the texture was sheer, you could clearly see his masculine pecs and smooth skin inside. A slight lift of his hand exposed his flat, firm belly and a large, round, deep navel hole.
Underneath he was wearing jeans with the legs cut off near the base of his thighs, which had become a pair of pants, short and tight, giving his plump, bulging, good-looking ass a sexy silhouette. The manly thing in the crotch was even more amazingly protruding and bulging in a large mass due to the taut waist and crotch portion of the pants.
He didn’t have much hair on his thighs, they were quite smooth and tanned to a fit bronze color. So I’m wondering where he just came from? Mediterranean…Hawaii…or Southeast Asia ……
He was practically half-naked, looking so vibrant, so handsome and standard, so fit and virile.
I couldn’t quite believe my eyes – he looked like one of those brilliant male models from calendars or magazines. He’d be a bodybuilder with his clothes off again; naked again and he’d be able to get all the women aroused.
He resembled an American man I’d seen on a website about big cocks, but his looks and appearance were more handsome, robust, sexy and attractive than that picture. I longed to know what he looked like underneath – if he had a big, straight, thick, strong cock that measured more than 20 centimeters in length at eye level, just like the completely naked man on the Internet.
I sat there, fantasizing about him taking off his shorts, his cock erected like the male stars in Europe and America’s top pornographic films, thick and super-long, too big to be clutched by one hand, and poking into the depths of his vagina with a large section of it still exposed outside ……
Thinking about it, my nether regions are flushed …………
in the classroom
On the first day of school, the department chair accompanied the newly arrived foreign teachers to the class to explain their work.
As soon as I walked into the classroom, I couldn’t believe it – he was MARCO.
He immediately spotted me too and immediately smiled very nicely and charmingly.
I just couldn’t resist him – my lower body was flushed again.
In class, marco deliberately assigned a quarter-hour writing limit. Because I was tall, sat in the last row, and was right up against the wall, he stood unnoticed next to me and put his left hip and thigh on my right shoulder and arm, making it impossible for me to write.
With a slight inclination of my head I was looking right at his crotch. Today he was wearing suit pants, much looser than his jean shorts from the other night, but they still bulged out between his legs.
My mind fantasized about the sexy look of a large pocket of tight underwear wrapped around him under the cover of his suit pants, and I felt my throat dry and tight, my heart pounding.
After about five minutes of “stalemate,” I had a plan and wrote on a piece of paper:
“Teacher, please behave as a gentleman.”
But he didn’t move.
I thought about it and wrote again:
“please do not bother me. i have to finish your homework. keep our date till the weekend.”
This time, he moved away. I looked up just in time to see him crack another sunny, mesmerizing smile at me.
Marco’s handsome appearance attracted almost all the girls in the school. After two classes, the corridors were filled with girls who had heard the news, each looking up and talking about it.
Maybe they created a sense of threat, maybe the unplanned encounter with marco in class prematurely awakened emotions I should have suppressed until the weekend, maybe spending nearly two hours with him in class made me unable to resist his attraction, or maybe I’m naturally kinky-whatever the case may be, that night, I went to his dorm room that night.
My friend Chun Huang has had experience having sex with foreign students and she told me about that experience:
It was a Scandinavian blonde man, tall, with a thick, long cock, about twenty centimeters I think! One hand could barely hold it, but it wasn’t particularly hard. He shoved his cock in a little bit, Huang Chun felt fuller than ever before, and she exaggeratedly wailed. Huang Chun almost fainted as the foreigner excitedly slammed his big cock inside her. But after only a hundred or so strokes, the foreigner ejaculated. Huang Chun was just quite sore from him, and the libido hadn’t really been released yet. Vagina slowed over a little, want to let him slowly come back again, enjoy the real fun of a big cock, but his things soft and collapsed, by Huang Chun how to rub, how to lick and suck, just can not get up. About a quarter of an hour or so of work, the foreigner struggled to get up, but because of the hardness is not enough, can not be put in. And spit and take the hand to help plug, only to get in, but do not dare to move, a draw out on the bend, and then can not go in. Dawdling half a day, Huang Chun anxious straight masturbation, finally he was hard again, but the head is still soft. Barely pull, a moment a sudden Lu, will be seventy or eighty, Huang Chun sex just come up, the foreigner and not. As a result, the two people opposite each other masturbation, the foreigner watched Huang Chun gouge his own excitedly stroking the soft cock, know and trickle out a few drops of sparse to.
dormitory
marco smiled charmingly when he saw it was me looking for him and let me in.
As soon as the door closed, he slammed his arms around me – and we both kissed deeply.
His hands were all over me; I put my hands on his round, bulging ass and squeezed ……
marco slipped his hands into my blouse and pulled back the bra to flesh my breasts harder.
I responded strongly to him – unzipping his pants and digging into his crotch.
I winced as I arrived at the heavy mass that I had to hold in both hands more than I thought possible.
…… We’re all naked.
The sight of his erect penis freaked me out.
His was extremely large, both blunderbuss-looking and thick, almost unlike anything on a human body!
“i cannot approach by you with a ten-inch-rod.” he teased.
“Ten inches! My goodness! That’s over 30 centimeters! That’s like a donkey or a horse, isn’t it?”
Among the men I passed by, Li Fang’s cock was the biggest, I measured it, it was 23 centimeters long, and it once made me pass out.
But compared to the big foreign handsome guy in front of me, it’s still a long way off!
I almost choked myself from retching.
He grabbed it in his hand and held it out to me! Asked me if I wanted it badly.
I deliriously and surprisingly nodded.
He then pinned me down on the bed and thrust in.
If it is not these years libido growth every now and then and Han Jing, Yu Zheng, Yu Xinwu, Jianbao that a few stallion level boy sex, just by marco so stab, change a general woman absolutely can not stand!
I haven’t tried one that big! The sensation of a swollen flower center. I grunted heavily a few times, so impulsively that I was surprised to have an instant orgasm.
He waited for my lust to gush out before he started to move. First grinding a few times, then thrusting back and forth hard. It was really because his cock was so big that within 5 minutes, I had my second orgasm.
He was still thrusting, each time so deep it felt like he was pestling my heart!
I finally screamed for bed.
He came harder, thrusting and adding tricks, pushing upward as hard as he could! I had to beg him to stop, he ignored me.
He was skillful, twisting his hips back and forth to grind and study, letting the head of his big cock press against every tiny corner of his flower center.
In fact, with the huge SIZE of his cock, he almost arched into my womb with a gentle push!
I couldn’t stop moaning as he vigorously lifted me up, the pleasure gradually intensified and my vagina couldn’t help but contract violently once again, squeezing his big cock tightly.
He suddenly sped up his thrusts, his movements violent like a battering ram.
I only felt numb, sore, painful, hot and painful, dizzy, black eyes, paralyzed, my thighs were so skimmed by him that I couldn’t even merge them if I wanted to.
The more marco panted, the thicker, sharper and hotter he got.
I could feel his cock moving sharply inside me for a split second as it thickened and rose.
“Ouch …… I can’t stand it …… it’s swelling me …… ah …… it’s so Thick! …… You’re …… oh ……”
Suddenly, the opening of my womb was hit with a blast of hot liquid, and I was so comfortable that I cried out and almost fainted.
Marco shot strong for a full minute before slowly pulling out.
He was on top of me and his hands kept stroking my flesh.
I lay down for a while and felt thirsty, so I got up and went to the table to get a glass of water.
marco came up behind me and hugged me, clasping his hands on my breasts, teasing the nipples and asking me if I still wanted to.
I turned back and stroked his big, still semi-hard cock and said no heartily.
But he put his hand on my back and told me to lie down on the writing desk.
I was afraid he was going to have anal sex, so I told him no!
He was so strong that he lifted my ass up and stroked it back and forth across the crack of my buttocks, which was quite comfortable! My previous boyfriends never did that. I don’t know what came over me, but I told him to hurry up and run my hands over his thighs and ass.
He called my name as he thrust in, and thankfully, still fucked into my cunt, not my asshole.
I got down on the counter and kept shaking!
He was so horny that he said my pussy was so sexy and warm. He was pumping away at me with a big “pfft”.
All I could think about was matching his movements, lifting my ass even higher, reaching my hands behind me to pinch his firm thighs and hips, and screaming at him to hurry up.
He plucked and pulled and squeezed my nipples with his hands and wantonly ravaged my already sore pussy, cunt and womb with his big cock.
Every three or four minutes I would feel a wave of orgasm – so good! But I really couldn’t get enough of it either!
But he didn’t mean to cum, and was still attacking vigorously. I realized with horror that he was too good, and if he kept this up, I didn’t know when it would end, and I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to go to class tomorrow!
I blurted out that I was going to suck his dick before he got off of me!!!!
He sat on the couch and I got on my knees and sucked him off, licking his big rod – it was so big! There was no way my mouth could take it.
He ran his hands over my face and neck and told me to lick his two egg-sized balls, and I excitedly complied, opening my mouth wide and sucking my testicles back and forth in my mouth as he hummed.
I purposely shirted so loud that he said he loved me, grabbed my hair, told me to go faster, and then he ejaculated.
I wasn’t prepared and drank a little, spilling the rest on my chest.
The foreign teacher fucked me to death.
He stood up and carried me over to the couch, and I excitedly reached down to clutch his big thick cock that was rising like a teacup.
This touch does not matter, his dick launched hard again, and then slammed into it, without saying a word and ruthlessly dry open.
He exuberantly pushed it in deeper and deeper, stabbing me so hard that I felt as if the head of his big cock was penetrating my womb. The intense sensation of being split open made me die with pleasure and pain ……
Suddenly he slammed that big, thick, unusually large cock inside – it was so good, I came again!
After another great battle that made me almost pass out from the intensity of the pleasure, I suddenly felt my cunt rise up and another big hot blast of semen injected into that already loaded uterus, somewhat as if it was burning.
He grinned in satisfaction and told me to split my legs and sit on his lap, pressing my breasts into his face as he clasped his hands around my waist and buried his mouth in my cleavage in a frenzy of kisses, taking my nipple in his mouth and pulling it back with his teeth.
The pain made my lust rise, and I sat, pressed and rubbed my pussy against his soft cock, and gradually he became erect again.
I straightened my back and sat down, feeling the rod pierce my pussy lips, all the way to the opening of my womb.
I took the initiative and kept twisting and turning, going deeper and deeper one at a time, my mouth crying out.
He also moved to keep changing the direction of his big cock to match each of my slurps.
Fifteen minutes later, my center of my flower loosened and my cunt spewed out pouring over his glans.
He cried out and ejaculated as well, so hot that I was on the verge of passing out, but luckily he held me in time and I was dazed and confused as he carried me to bed. He sat on the edge of the bed admiring my body as I lay helplessly on my back after my orgasm.
The light of dusk spread over his back, and his handsome looks stirred my love even more as I drifted off to sleep.
…… He woke me up from my dream and opened my eyes to see that it was already a little light outside. Turns out he was pushing his big turtle head against my pussy.
I let out a moan of pleasure. He came harder, thrusting in again.
I shrugged excitedly as he thrust faster and faster, hitting the center of my flower each time.
I finally couldn’t hold back, and felt a surge of soreness and a hot stream that shot out of my flower heart.
He didn’t have the slightest intention of cumming, he kept on thrusting, pushing upward each time he went out, my center of my flower bulging full, the glans rubbing against the walls of my pussy, scraping me.
He slipped the tip of his tongue into my mouth, teasing and sucking on it.
I rubbed my own breasts and enjoyed the pleasure of the sex.
marco’s thrusts got faster and faster, adding many more tricks, and beeps and squeaks came from the room! Beep squeak! of loud noises.
I finally couldn’t help but yell out, only to feel a twitch in his waist, I felt like I was hanging in mid-air, swaying and shaking, and my heart was being pushed out by him. I couldn’t hold back a breath, my heart was numb, the center of my flower was crispy, my whole body was trembling, and it was as if my body was falling down from the air.
Suddenly, an ample amount of hot cum shot powerfully against the center of the flower.
This comfort is more beautiful than anything else, and the best taste I’ve ever tasted in my life.
We finally reached our climax together.
His big donkey cock also finally softened and withered, but drooped still 8 inches long and short (about 20 centimeters) – scary!!!!