Desire Cave Love

Love in the Desire Cave I am a graduate student in the psychology department of a certain national university, and I am recognized as a department beauty. My friends all say that I look like Kaiwo's model Sui Tang in some aspects. There are pros and cons to being like a certain star. The good part is that your appearance will be recognized by society to a certain extent. The bad part is that everyone will project the established impression of that star onto you, and your true personality will be reflected in you. Hard to spot in the shadow of others. Fortunately, Sui Tang's image is not bad, so being like her does not cause any hindrance to me but brings a lot of convenience to my life. Men will take the initiative to be attentive to you; some women will be hostile to you at first, but as long as you draw a clear line against the attentiveness of those members of the opposite sex, women will not do anything to you. Elementary School, high School The experience of being marginalized during my time taught me how to measure their jealousy standards. Although there have always been suitors during my studies, maybe it was partly because I was afraid of being excluded, and partly because I always felt that their confessions were very superficial and they were just talking about how they were attracted to my beauty, so I rejected them and never accepted them. Having boyfriends until I met him. He is the senior of my research institute. Although he is not very handsome, he is very gentle and has a kind of wisdom in his eyes that is not easy to detect. He is very shy and always avoids eye contact when talking. When I first entered the institute, I thought he was a weird senior, so we didn't have much interaction with him. One day, on my way to the classroom, I saw him squatting by the ditch from a distance to save a puppy whose foot was stuck in the ditch. I was very moved at the moment, my nose was sore and my eyes were wet, but I did not go over, but chose to secretly observe him from behind. The puppy has been following him since he was rescued. He walked dirtyly on the road with one person and one dog, which attracted many people's attention. The way he walked became very awkward. I thought he was shy again. Later, he bought a can of dog food and asked the guard at the door to help him take care of the puppy, and then he got rid of its following. The puppy took a few bites with relish and then raised his head and stared in the direction he left for a long time. This scene is deeply imprinted in my memory. After that, whenever I saw my senior, I would have a strange feeling come over me. I often look at him secretly when he is not paying attention. Whenever he makes any movement, I quickly look away to avoid being discovered by him. This is something I have never done before. It is very possible that I am in love. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. I have studied for several days and still can’t explain why I fall in love with someone from a psychological perspective. Whenever I think of seniors, I will then think of a bunch of repetitive and irrelevant questions. These questions are floating around in my head like cotton wool. I want to shake my head and shake them out, but they just spin around and remain there. Continuing to float from other angles, these intricate and disturbing questions are almost making me unbearable. During those chaotic days, I often wandered around the Internet and went to the men's and women's discussion areas of major forums to read other people's questions and answers. Some sensible responses will give you a sense of hope immediately after reading them, but when you calm down and apply them to yourself, they seem to be tied up. Once I was wandering around accidentallyI entered a pornographic website and browsed it out of curiosity. I wasn't very interested in the pornographic pictures and videos. Then I wandered into the erotic literature section and saw a title called "The Pleasure of Exposure" in a long list of articles. Instinctively clicked in. The protagonist is a beautiful Young Woman who originally had a happy and beautiful Family. But my husband became obsessed with stocks, and after being locked up, his life collapsed. He felt depressed about everything, including sex. The Young Woman's physical desires could not be solved and had different changes. She began to expose herself in public places. At first I just didn't wear a bra, but then I became more and more bold and even didn't wear Underwear. As the exposure increased, her personality became more and more lustful, and she also learned how to use her eyes and body to express sexual hints to unknown men - which often allowed her to succeed. The story begins with her encounter with a strange man. and develop through sex. I finished reading it with a blushing heart and my lower body became so wet. There are many things in this article that resonate with me, especially the heroine’s openness and extended use of sexual autonomy, which shocked me, who has always been conservative. In the next few days, I was always absent-minded in doing things, and I couldn't help but think of the plot in that article. One day, when I was walking and thinking randomly, I happened to see my senior feeding the dog in the guard room. The scene in front of me and the thoughts in my mind produced an indescribable chemical change. At that moment, I made a major decision. . This decision will be more perfected by me in the future, and then it will rest quietly in my consciousness waiting for the opportunity to come. As long as you are willing to wait, opportunities will always come. One day, the professor said he was going to the south to hold a seminar, and the seniors and I were going to acCompany him. When I heard the news, I felt like I was struck by thunder. I thought this was an excellent opportunity! I spent several days coming up with a plan and sandbox simulation that could achieve my goal, and wrote down all the possibilities on paper. As I wrote, I became more and more nervous, scared, and excited, and fell into a complex state that I couldn't extricate myself from. In this state, time continued to pass leisurely. So, the day before the meeting, I went to the hotel where we were going to stay to make preparations. I have studied the decoration and layout of this hotel in advance. Its rooms are mirror images opposite each other, which means that the senior’s Bathroom and my Bathroom are connected together. This is the most important part of the plan, and I am also because This is why I chose to book this hotel. I bought some plumbing tools and drilled a hole in the Bathroom. The size of the hole couldn't be too obvious, and the shape couldn't be too regular. It had to be a hole that looked natural. This took me a lot of time as I was not familiar with carpentry, and my hands got a few additional scratches. The hole gradually took shape under the flying sawdust. After everything was ready, it was time to wait for tomorrow. The next day, the day planned, was also the day that was about to change my destiny. In the morning, I met up with my professor and senior to attend the seminar. Perhaps because of my guilty conscience, I didn't dare to look directly at my senior during the whole journey. I only dared to peek at him secretly from the rearview mirror of the car. Finally got to the venue, but today’s seminarI didn't listen to a word of the content. My mind was filled with uneasiness and fear, and a large blank was squeezed out. The long meeting ended in repeated uneasiness and confusion. Although the dishes for dinner were very rich, I had no appetite at all. Are you not feeling well? Why do you look weird today? The professor asked this in front of everyone, which is really embarrassing. I wonder if he is really a professor who studies psychology, and the seniors must have heard it. I felt a little embarrassed, so I muttered a few words along with the professor's words and then said I wanted to go back and rest first. I left the restaurant, and the seniors stayed to socialize with the professors. Stumbling back to the room, he opened a bottle of beer and drank it as soon as he entered the door, desperately trying to clear away the depression in his heart. As the wine can became lighter and lighter, my head became heavier and heavier. I sat in front of the mirror and looked at myself half-heartedly, wondering whether I should implement this plan. I don’t know how long it took for my consciousness to be pulled by desire and courage. At this time, the sound of "ㄍㄧ" was heard. There was a sound of the door of the next room being opened, and the senior came back. Time seemed to have stopped, and my head suddenly became empty. The sound of the senior’s every move in the next room collided and bounced off a buzzing echo in my empty head; the senior opened the door, took off his shoes, and put his backpack away. On the chair, hang your coat on the shelf, open the refrigerator and take out a can of beer, drink it, sigh, walk to the bed, put the wine on the nightstand, lie on the bed, turn on the remote and watch TV. My consciousness jumped back and forth with the rhythm of the seniors switching channels, shopping channel, drama channel, news channel, sports channel, and finally switched to the paid channel, and luckily the remote control no longer worked, I thought The senior's eyes must be fixed on the TV screen now; he doesn't know that the soundproofing here is poor and I live next door, so he turned up the volume. Hearing the obscene sounds and chatter coming from porn movies made me throb, and my senses and nerves became extremely sharp. I heard a subtle sound that was not coming from the TV. It was the sound of certain objects rubbing and colliding at a fixed frequency. The senior didn't get out of bed and made such a unique sound, so there was only one possibility left... Although I knew in my heart that all men in the world masturbate, I never reminded myself to think that the senior also did this kind of thing. time, perhaps it is because women’s yearning for love is still too romantic. In porn movies, the heroine's screams suddenly become louder and more intense. This usually happens when the movie is about to end and the hero is making his final sprint. Although the friction sound in the quilt is not obvious, it is getting louder and louder. "Ah~ah~...e...e-dai...ki...ki-mo-ghi" The heroine seemed to use her last strength to squeeze out these words. The male protagonist then said some low and vague words, and then the atmosphere in the next room became... Suddenly it took a sharp turn and gradually began to converge. I blushed and didn't dare to act rashly. I even breathed carefully for fear of making any noise that I shouldn't have made. The TV was turned off and it was quiet for almost half a minute. I heard the senior reaching for the beer and taking a few more sips, followed by the sound of getting out of bed and unzipping the bag.The sound of fast and crisp metal passed through my heart, making my heart beat wildly. The senior went to get clothes to take a shower, which meant that my plan was about to be implemented. The senior entered the Bathroom to take a shower, and soon there was a dull sound of water spraying from the shower head. I have been paying attention to the time since he entered the Bathroom. I feel that every second is three times slower than usual, but I also feel that time is going too fast. After finally waiting for the second hand to complete five circles, I took a deep, deep breath, then stripped naked and walked into the Bathroom tremblingly. Because there is only a thin wooden wall between them, you can clearly hear the movement next door, which is the sound of soap moving around the body and foaming. Such an on-the-spot sound already made me feel as if I was standing naked in front of my senior. I put my hand on the cold flush switch, my heart was trembling, and I kept thinking that it was still too late to turn back. Just when I was hesitating, the sound of flushing water came from next door. The senior was already rinsing his body. If he hesitated any longer, he would finish his bath and leave the Bathroom soon, and the plan would be ruined. I forced myself to regain consciousness, and for some reason I suddenly remembered the erotic literature. The plot of the story passed through my mind like a marquee. I seemed to be able to hear the excited gasps of the beautiful Young Woman having sex with her affair partner. The sound of my breath mixed with the sound of the water next door, forming a strange resonance; I closed my eyes and imagined in my mind the image of foam being washed off my penis by the running water. At this time, something was produced in my body. The indescribable and unknown thing came from nowhere and passed through the nerves and blood vessels to my fingertips. Then with a "swish" sound, the shower head opened. The hot water stimulated my skin like needles, and the cells all over my body seemed to have become sensitive zones. When I took a shower, it felt like I was being caressed by thousands of pairs of little hands. "Ah! ..." This great stimulation made me scream out. The people next door must have heard my screams and the sound of the shower just now. He should be surprised now that the room next to him is also occupied. The sound from next door got lower and lower along with the alertness, and finally the only sound left was the unceremonious solo sound of the water on my side. The water vapor produced by the hot water filled the whole room more and more, and finally some of it was pushed to the SMall hole I had dug before, and passed through along the convection current. Looking at the place where the white SMoke of the fragrance comes out, the senior should already know that there is a SMall hole there, a hole that is both tempting and dangerous like Pandora's box. But, will he watch? If he is as calm as Liu Xiahui, then all my efforts will be in vain... There is no movement on the other side of the wooden wall, it is as quiet as a tomb. Has the senior quietly gone back to his room? Now that he thinks about it, he is a person who is very likely to do that. Five minutes have passed, which has exceeded the limit of ordinary people's curiosity and resistance. There is still no sign here. I think the plan has failed. When I was about to reach out to close the shower head, something suddenly happened in the foggy black hole. A glance flashed. At that moment, my world was still, and I could see my senior and I from a third-party perspective. It was like seeing myself performing on stage even though we were sitting in the audience. It was strange.A wonderful feeling, this experience may only occur two or three times in life. The eternal moment will not stay for long, and soon - God pressed the play button again. The water droplets on the skin began to roll, forming a river in the subtle depressions, and then flowed directly towards the Yin point. I suppressed the tremors emanating from my body, turned off the water and squeezed out some shower gel. I first drew a line of milky white on my abdomen, and then slowly spread it out with my palm. I felt that gaze staring closely at me, a little flinching but unwilling to leave. This attitude aroused my desire to perform... My hands slowly moved up and quickly touched the breasts. At first, I fiddled with the breast lobes intentionally or unintentionally - at this time, I could still retain part of my sanity. But when his fingers touched the particles of the areola, his eyes began to become misty, and became as gray and foggy as a Parisian morning. As the moisture in the Bathroom gradually thinned out, the primitive desire in the cave was slowly highlighted. I felt that the hole was breathing; it had been dead since I created it, and until this moment it was breathing with its own unique vitality. The familiar heavy breathing made me confused and fascinated. Following that breath, I seemed to be able to penetrate the wooden wall and see his wild posture on the other side: he had the same blurred eyes, and his chest was heavy due to It expands and contracts with breathing, and the slightly sparse chest hair becomes thicker as it goes downwards. When it reaches the pubic hair, it is already a shady patch of grass. A giant tree stands in the grass. Its trunk is SMooth and straight, and its unique crookedness, wrinkles, and swelling make it look like a post-modernist work of art. It makes people marvel at the miraculous craftSManship of life; senior students use The slender fingers wrapped around his unique penis, playing with it in an extremely regular rhythm. It was so regular that people would mistakenly think there was a metronome there, which was in sharp contrast to his own chaotic and uneven breathing. Feeling the senior masturbating, I couldn't help but slide my hand towards my Vagina. The emotion on the other side was affected by this action and became obviously much higher. For a moment, I had the illusion that the wall was being bent. I took a deep breath and inserted my finger into my Vagina. Instantly, a wave of heat rushed out of my lower body and spread throughout my body. The surroundings seemed to darken, and then a searchlight hit my Vagina. No matter how I moved my body, the light followed closely, which made me exposed like a dancer who came on stage before I was ready. I felt so ashamed that I quickly opened the shower head and let the water curtain fall. This waterfall gave me a sense of happiness wrapped in warmth. The gradually generated fog brought this space back to a hazy and safe state, and the line of sight was no longer so direct and intense. After the extreme nerve tension just now, as soon as I relaxed, I felt like I was on a roller coaster. I felt itchy in my bladder and urethra, and I couldn't help but reach down to touch it, but my hand involuntarily touched the clitoris. "Ah! ..." This electric shock-like Pleasure made me cry out. But the sound did not bounce back when it hit the wall, but disappeared bit by bit as if it was sucked into the hole. The Pleasure in the lower body continues to be high, like a drug addiction, gradually removing myself from consciousness.Withdrawing, I felt that I was hopeless and could only continue to sink and sink. I stimulated the clitoris with my thumb, and inserted my index and middle fingers into my Vagina to rub the inner wall. The force became heavier and the movements became rougher and rougher. The Pleasure piled up repeatedly - getting higher and higher, and I was about to collapse, "Ah...ah...ah!" !!" Finally, my body was squeezed hard and the remaining sound came out, and thick liquid continued to gush out of my Vagina. I climaxed. ​​I was lost for a while, waiting for the afterglow of the orgasm to subside before I came back to my senses. After looking at the movement on the other side of the hole, I saw that the senior was no longer there. Everything was quiet and returned to the purely physical gap state. I dried my body with a bath towel, then walked back to the bedroom, sat in front of the mirror on the dressing table, looked at my body, and sorted out my chaotic thoughts. Perhaps because he had just taken a shower, his body looked quite clear and plump, like a piece of white jade. I put on black Underwear, a low-collared T-shirt, and hot pants underneath. This combination was to highlight my cleavage and legs. Apart from the face, these are the only things that can attract male animals.

At this stage of the plan, I had to move SMoothly, so I forced myself to open the door, walked to the next room, and used I knocked on the door with trembling hands, and the knock was so soft that I couldn't hear it myself. At first there was the sound of something colliding in the room, and then there was silence, but the silence was so deliberate that it seemed like there was no one inside. The unsettling feeling reappeared, and the thought of giving up kept coming to my mind tonight, so much so that my consciousness became numb. I squeezed out the remaining strength and knocked on the door again, but still couldn't hear the sound - I could only tell from the touch of my knuckles that I had knocked on the door. I thought it would be like this no matter how hard I knocked, so I decided to give up. When this decision was made, two emotions arose at the same time: one was a strong sense of shame, and the other was a sense of relief; the latter was greater than the former at the beginning. Just when I turned my head and prepared to go back to face a sleepless night, the door suddenly opened without warning. I was startled and took several steps back. The senior looked at me with a very strange look. It was the most complex look I have ever seen in my life: strangeness, fear, doubt, familiarity, curiosity, sexual desire, self-denial... and some emotions that I don't know how to describe correctly. Different and still changing proportions are mixed in the pupils of the senior students. I was deeply attracted by the deep and complex human nature, and I just watched (or was watched) so purely that I was unable to speak. "Is...is there something wrong?" It was the senior who broke the deadlock first. His voice was like something flying from a distant planet. It was ethereal at first, and then it passed through the atmosphere and turned into a huge fireball that crashed into my head. I came back to my senses and realized I had to say something quickly in response to him. "I...I..." At first I seemed to be suffering from aphasia, stammering so much that I couldn't speak. I tried to remember what I had prepared to saylines, but the harder I try, the less I can remember them. I lowered my head, my face must have been very red, it was like a translucent gel had been injected between me and my seniors, time and space were pushed out, leaving only the water droplets on the tips of my hair falling on the corridor. Inhaled by the board. Looking at the irregularly shaped wet marks, I suddenly remembered what I wanted to say. "I...student...senpai...I...the hair dryer in my room is broken...but...can...borrow...borrow...yours for...use..." I was dominated by uncontrollable clumsiness and spoke in one breath. He finished speaking intermittently, and then stood there with his head bowed like a child who had done something wrong, his mind buzzing. I don’t know if it was a few minutes or seconds later, but I heard a swallowing sound. The sound was particularly obvious in the contrast of this quiet environment. I looked up reflexively, and accidentally met the senior's eyes. The sudden embarrassment made us quickly look away from each other. "Yes... you can... please come in." The senior turned sideways in panic and let me in. There is an unusually quiet atmosphere in the room, and even the air flowing through here seems to slow down. The senior's backpack was placed next to the bed, containing his change of clothes. On the bedside table were watches, wallets, glasses and a TV remote control. The remote control reminded me of the porn channel just now. "The hair dryer is in the Bathroom." The senior said quietly with his back to me. I walked into the Bathroom and naturally the first thing I saw was the hole. Although it looks different from this side, it is indeed the same thing. The thing that was tranSMitting a large amount of sensory information just now was originally alive but dead. Now it looks like an extremely ordinary gap. Turn on the hair dryer, and the high-pitched mechanical sound fills the whole room. I raised the hair dryer to let a large amount of warm air blow on my wet head, and inserted the fingers of my left hand into my hair to comb through it. I performed this action slowly, feeling as if I could directly touch the tangle of thoughts, which stabilized me slightly. I calculated a reasonable amount of time and started counting down, concentrating solely on the decreasing numbers and thinking about nothing else. A few minutes passed and the count reached zero. I took a deep breath and turned off the hair dryer. The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet. I exhaled the breath I just took in, turned around and opened the door to go out. The senior was sitting on the bedside reading a book. When I opened the door, he seemed to be startled. "Senior, my hair is blow-dried, thank you..." "Yes...really? That's good..." He didn't look at me when he spoke, and his focus was not on the book. The air condensed again. No, it can't be done. It took a lot of effort to get to this point. If you give up now, all the previous humiliations will be in vain. I imagined that I was a programmed robot, and now that I pressed the switch, all subsequent actions were automated, controlled by the devil, and had nothing to do with my own thoughts. "I'm so tired today, senior." I walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then turned to face him. "Yes...really?" The senior looked up at me, made eye contact and then quickly avoided it. "Senior...student, you...how do you know I live here?" "I booked the room, of course I know." "I see..." "Senior, how do you feel about living there? Is there anything you feel uncomfortable about?" I asked. "No...probably not, the bed...the bed is pretty good," he said. "I think..." I paused for a moment, closed my eyes and meditated for a few seconds, then opened my eyes, looked at the senior with a half-SMile, and continued: "I don't think the sound insulation here is very good..." The senior seemed to be trapped. Something moved, and the expression on his face changed slightly. "Okay...okay...it seems like this..." "Senior...did you hear any noise...from my room just now?" "No...no...what...nothing...didn't hear..." The senior's voice was suppressed by uneasiness. It was so crumpled that I was forced to sweat a lot on my forehead. "Well... I just heard something in the senior's room..." He paused deliberately, "There was some sound from the TV..." The senior's eyes were fixed on the TV without blinking, as if something rare was being broadcast there. Picture, I can't bear to look away. "Senior, what were you looking at just now..." I said as I slowly approached him, and his eyes had to shift to me. "Can I watch it together?" "No...this...no...no...not good." He tried to dodge my approach. I propped my left hand on the bed, found the remote control with my right hand, and pressed the switch in the general direction behind me. . "Ah...ah...ah..." I looked at the senior, and the senior looked at me. We just stared at each other for a while, neither of us dared to move first, letting the obscene sounds and words from the porn channel fill the space between us. My hair is still slightly damp, and the moisture flows through the hair and accumulates a certain amount of water at the collarbone, then gently slides into my cleavage. The heroine of the porn movie continued to moan, maybe because she was still in foreplay, the volume was not loud. My left hand felt something slowly taking shape from the quilt I was pressing against it. I put down the remote control, then took the senior's hand and moved it towards my chest. At first he resisted a little; "Senior...I...I want..." I pulled his hand again, this time the resistance became SMaller, and I successfully pulled his hand over. When he touched his breast, his hand retracted reflexively, so I leaned forward and actively let my breast touch him, without avoiding it this time. But his hand didn't move at all, and the whole hand was cold. I guided his hand to make circles on the breast, and gradually his hand began to gain warmth, and his fingers could slowly sink into the breast with force. Ah... such a comfortable touch, it feels different from touching it myself. As my lust gradually increased, I reached behind me to unbuckle my bra, and then guided my senior's hand to reach in from the loosened space at the lower edge of the bra. The cold touch felt like a snake crawling up. When Snake Xin licked my nipple, I shrank all over. That was my sensitive zone... He seemed to have read something from my body's reaction, and started to pinch the nipple with his thumb and index finger, rubbing it gently. "Ah...ah..." Waves of intense numbness came from her nipples, driving away the rationality in her mind. I left his lips with my mouth and couldn't help biting his shoulder. The senior’s body is in painFeeling tight. I hooked his neck and lay back, while his hands were on both sides of my head, looking at me in a high-pressure manner. His eyes were much more aggressive, which was different from the seniors I usually knew. This strange feeling made me very uncomfortable, so I shifted my gaze and looked at the bite mark I just left on his neck. The bite marks were purple and black with red threads, and they were getting closer and closer. The senior lowered his head and kissed my neck, then my chest, and then slowly down to my chest. His lower lip rested on the bottom of the breast for a moment, and then he slowly kissed his way closer to the nipple like climbing a mountain, and the last kiss landed right on the tip of the nipple. I couldn't help but let out a soft cry. The senior's eyes stared up at me for a few seconds. His eyes were like a lion eating meat that was disturbed by something and looked up. After noticing nothing unusual, he continued to immerse himself in his prey. . The senior started to lick my nipples with his tongue. "Uh-huh...ah!" The numbness appeared again, and the stimulation was stronger than before with my hands. I felt as if my breasts were crawling with hundreds of ants and it was extremely itchy. "It's itchy...don't...it's so itchy..." I moaned like a babble, but this did not stop the senior's actions. He still licked my nipples interestingly. The nipple tips became crystal clear due to the relationship between the saliva and the light, like It was as delicious and tempting as a strawberry with fructose added, but he did not linger on such a dessert of desire, but instead delved into a deeper and more mysterious unknown territory. The tip of his tongue slid along the curve of his waist like an ice skater, and when he reached his navel, he made playful circles at the entrance of the hole. The circles he drew gradually became larger and SMaller. After four or five circles, his tongue encountered some obstacles. He raised his head and looked at me with a look that could give or take anything at certain moments. I looked at him in trance, and then clicked my profile picture as if I was being manipulated. In retrospect, I thought this was the so-called possession... After the senior got permission, he started to unbutton my hot pants. Perhaps due to nervousness, I spent a lot of time on the first button, but fortunately the zipper part went much more SMoothly. However, when he grabbed the edge of his pants and tried to pull them down, he could clearly feel both of them shaking slightly. Even though there was a flash of uneasiness in my heart at this time, after all, I was the one who seduced the senior first, and it doesn't matter what happens after things develop to this point. With this depraved mentality, I raised my butt slightly and asked the senior to take off his pants. There was only one piece of Underwear left underneath, and the thin Underwear exuded a sour SMell of female hormones. The senior buried his head between my legs following the SMell, and then gently pressed the tip of his nose against the mons pubis; I felt the hot breath spurting out due to the heavy breathing, and this kind of teasing brought me It was a great stimulation to my soul. I was so nervous that my whole body became stiff and unable to move. Suddenly, something wet touched my Vagina. "Ah!!" My whole body twitched and I screamed loudly, so I quickly covered my mouth with my hands. The senior's tongue kept brushing back and forth under me, and the immense Pleasure made me almost lose my mind. Even though I put my hands in front of my mouth and tried not to let my desire burst, the whimper of Pleasure still seeped out from the gaps between my fingers. My lust was aroused to the highest point, the whole body is burning. Just when I was lost in the chaotic Pleasure, the senior suddenly stopped moving. The sudden emptiness made me a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and an object soon filled the gap: a long, hard object. I was shocked. It turned out that the senior had just taken off his pants, and his tongue had been replaced by the glans, and he was gently rubbing my Vagina. "Ah...ah...no...can't...can't...this..." The senior ignored my words and put one hand on my bent knees. The other hand was holding my penis and rubbing it up and down. It became very wet down there, and the senior's glans should have been covered with my Semen. With the senior's movements, my sanity seemed to be scraped off piece by piece. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached down and pulled the middle layer of Underwear aside. After he understood what I meant, he took advantage of the situation and pulled the glans. Push in. What I felt at first was the pain of a foreign object piercing my body, and then it was an incredible sense of absurdity. "Am I having sex with my senior in a real space?!" At this moment, I suddenly realized the existence of the present, and it was the strongest time in my life. I could sense the feeling of my future self when I recalled this moment. It's hard to explain this feeling in words. It's like being sucked into a wormhole. The past and future are sucked into the head and feet and then extend endlessly. For the first time, I feel that my thoughts can't keep up with my body. It's a huge time. The gears rolled over me, and I started to run as fast as a tape, but the content in the tape was all blank, so I couldn't tell whether it was fast forwarding or rewinding; just when one end seemed to be about to reach its limit, Something huge broke with a snap, and then I was ejected, and my body gently fell down; after a while, a soft gray thing caught me, and I tried to stand up but couldn't. Unable to move, as if my bones had been pulled out, abandoned by the flow of time, I lay there quietly like a corpse. There was nothing there, only eternal silence. At this time, there began to be some movement in the distance. It was just a very weak vibration at first, and then it gradually became more concrete. I originally thought it was because the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, but later I found out that it was actually the epicenter that was getting closer to me - getting closer and closer, and it was close enough that I could grasp the distance concretely. ; The source of the vibration was collision, and the location was just below me - in my Vagina: there was a thick thing that was constantly collision. Its friction with the inner wall of the Vagina generates a large amount of heat energy, and after the heat energy accumulates to a certain extent, it gradually flows to other places; then, with the Vagina as the center, other parts of the body also begin to regain consciousness. After opening his eyes, the senior's face gradually emerged. I suddenly thought of the animal psychology I had read before, which said that newborn birds will regard the first thing they see as their mother, and then they will stick to her inseparably, which is called the imprinting phenomenon. I don’t know if this theory can be applied to certain specific states of human beings, but what is certain is that I can’t take my eyes away from the senior. He is no longer as wild as before, but has a kind of hazy melancholy.He looked at me with a look that I don’t think many women can resist. I watched intently, and he slowly stopped and looked at me with the same intent. We looked at each other breathlessly for a while, as if we were using each other's eyes as mirrors. "Hello!" At this time, I sneezed unexpectedly, just breaking this weird stillness. Seeing my embarrassment, the senior couldn't help but laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed. "Will it be cold?" The senior was the first to speak. "No...no...just..." "Huh?" "Just...a little nervous." The senior laughed and said he was the same. "Are we missing an important step?" he said. I thought for a moment and nodded shyly. The senior slowly leaned his head over and our kisses covered each other. It was just a shallow kiss at first, but during the friction of the lips, a SMall gap was created, and a man's unique SMell spread in from the gap, a bit like the SMell of mashed weeds, both of them were there Shivering slightly. After getting used to each other's kiss, the tremors gradually calmed down, and then naturally developed into a tongue kiss. I pried open his teeth and slipped my tongue in. At first, I touched it lightly with the tip of my tongue, and then licked along his tongue like a trace. write. At this time, his tongue moved like an awakened snake, intertwining with my tongue. They secreted water continuously under the stimulation of passion, and we took turns sucking in the abundant erotic juice. At this time, I felt a slowly growing filling sensation in my lower body, and it became harder than before. The senior began to pump his penis again. Now, in addition to the lingering feeling in my mouth, there is also a huge Pleasure coming out from below, and then the senior's hands are making trouble on my breasts. Under the triple stimulation, my body has reached an unprecedented sensory state; I unconsciously raised my lower body to meet his collision. This time with a clear mind, I could truly feel the layers of Pleasure stacked up. At this time, the senior's mouth and hands suddenly separated from my body. "I...I think I'm about to cum..." He wanted to pull out his penis, but I held him with my feet and wouldn't let him leave. he wondered. I told him that I had already taken Birth Control Pills, which was a lie, and I planned to take them afterwards. He had no time to distinguish between true and false, and the man's sexual impulse hindered his thinking. It didn’t take long before his thrusts were trembling, and the Semen came out all at once. The moment the powerful Semen column hit the Vagina, the high-pitched sensory reaction made me feel as if I was in heaven; I screamed forgetfully. Let's vent out the tension and insecurities that have accumulated during this period. Then, the excitement gradually decreased over time, and the thing gradually shrank, until it returned to its original appearance and was pulled out. A soft kiss fell on my forehead. I closed my eyes and felt the remaining warmth of love. Under the gaze of lustful eyes, we hugged each other and fell asleep. I think what the original PO said is really reasonable. I think what the original PO said is really reasonable.