Truyện Sex: Gái dâm rủ về phòng

I remember what happened in college.

At that time, I was also close to a girl in class, in general, she was very white and curvy, a Bac Giang girl, she was 1m68 tall, we played together all the time from year 1 to year 2 and she told me everything. I heard, from the story about him having his period to the story about the guy next door flirting with him, he's as wrong as a sinner… The other sinner is also okay, but every time he tells me, I tease him so he can't move forward. , next year 3 accidentally couldn't make time to wake up to register for credit, so he was placed in a different hall from her. At the end of the semester, when I returned to the same hall, oh well, the other guy shot his cmnr, spitting it out, but there was nothing I could do, I also knew that my body and fate were gradually loosening up on her.

That day, while reviewing for the exam, he suddenly said that he wanted to study together and that studying alone was boring (before, we sometimes studied together, and he and I studied quite hard. Since we were studying in different halls, we stopped studying together), and asked. Where was that guy, he said he didn't want to talk about it, so he stole his ass over. This child lives alone because his house has good conditions, the air-conditioned room is cool.

Why did I get so drunk studying, the dormitory closed the door after 10 o'clock, and that was it, I decided to go back to sleep. So I lay on the ground, he lay on the bed. Lying down for so long, I couldn't sleep. The cold air from the air conditioner hung on the ground, inhaling and sneezing continuously, and I couldn't stand it. So he got up and turned on the desk lamp to continue studying alone. He was still lying motionless, probably sound asleep. At around 1 o'clock he woke up to pee, saw that I was still sitting and plowing, he asked if he couldn't sleep, or should he watch a movie to help him sleep? Ok, he pulled the folding table onto the bed, the two of us had a blanket each to watch…

After watching it for a while, I felt so sleepy. I didn't feel anything when watching cartoons. So without knowing it, my mother fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, she was busy putting things away for bed. I was curled up in a corner of the bed. Then, she placed a pillow in the middle and rolled up the blanket to lie down. Outside, the table lamp is still on because this person is afraid of ghosts.

At this time I woke up, after lying down for a while the blood started to rise, my heart started beating fast, I turned around to see how it was doing and saw it lying next to me wrapped in a blanket facing out, I only saw its long hair and sugar. Its curve curves along the thin blanket that sticks close to the body. I risked my hand stroking his hair and playing around without him saying anything. Again, remove the pillow in the middle and wrap your arms around its waist (just hug it outside the blanket), and it still lies still. At this point, I felt a bit hesitant, so I kept this position for about 15 minutes. Only then did I muster up the courage to rub my baby's belly with my hand, then put my face close to her hair and smell it. It smelled so good.

After a while, I saw that the girl seemed to be breathing heavily, so I lifted the blanket up and crawled in to cover her, then continued to rub her belly, sliding my hand completely inside her shirt to gradually rub upwards, but just reaching the part above the first rib. Just a moment, that midland mountain foot, it felt soft and not like my ribs anymore, then it hit my hand once, then stabbed me on the back of my hand. Damn him, he raised his purple fingernails to the shape of nails, peeling off some of the skin on his hands and quickly became teary, he was about to slap him but he restrained himself, put his hand back in the old position on his stomach, he was very upset at this point but I don't know what to do next…

I still rubbed it evenly, but I didn't see it breathing rapidly anymore, it turned out it was still sleeping. It must have been nearly 3 o'clock at this point, I didn't know what to do, I was still hugging him from behind, smelling his hair, and rubbing his belly. Then I mustered up all my courage and rubbed it gradually, gradually until it got to the soft part from the last time and still didn't see anything from it, didn't feel short of breath, so I stuck my hand in and slid it inside. It's so happy, but it only gently erases the mountainside area. Seeing that it was showing signs of hyperventilation again, my two or five fingers tried to break through and climb to the top of the mountain in one go, my whole hand went numb. At this time, my left hand danced, kneaded, and freely caressed her nipples, which were now as hard as peanuts. By the way, I used my right hand to untie the knot, then wrapped my right arm and lifted her head up. Put your hand around her neck to give her a comfortable pillow, it looks like she's already very high.

Then I continued to move my right hand from her neck down to her left chest, with my other hand still taking care of her right breast, kissing her nape, and she was breathing quite quickly. After I finished, I let my younger brother rub his butt, he immediately pushed my hand away, then turned around with a very serious look on his face, telling me that's it, don't take any risks. I was surprised and didn't understand anything wrong, so I hummed and told her to stop sleeping and let me hug her to sleep. It was ok, so I let it rest on my right hand, it lay on its back and I still lay on its side, placing my left hand on its stomach, deadlocked episode 2…

At this point, I didn't know whether I should move forward or give up and go to sleep. It took me half an hour to lie down and think, but he fell asleep again. After thinking for a while, I reached out to touch her belly again but didn't rub it. I slowly slid my fingers into the waistband of my pants. She was still sleeping soundly. Slowly, I slowly put my hand inside, feeling her pubic hair, but there was still no sign of her waking up, so I continued to gradually pull down the waistband of her pants. Because she was wearing elastic pants, it was quite easy to pull them down. She conveniently pulled her white underwear down, revealing a small part of her pubic hair. Because she was lying on her back, she could only pull the upper part of her belly, the part below her butt got stuck.

I struggled and couldn't pull it anymore, so I took a risk and grabbed her butt and turned her body towards me. Luckily she was still sleeping soundly, probably because it was almost morning and she hadn't slept much. At this point, I was able to pull her pants down to her knees, revealing the skin of her round, white, smooth buttocks (saying that, the table lamp is yellow, no matter what you look at, it looks yellow).

While trying to pull her pants off completely because her knee was still stuck, her sister suddenly woke up. As a reflex, he kicked his foot out. I quickly pulled one pant leg out of his leg, the other leg was still stuck on the other leg. He used his hand to push me away, I crawled on top of him again, clamped my thighs on both sides to prevent him from moving, my hands slid into his armpits to hug him tightly, and the stupidity was here. His hands were locked, so he plowed the field on his back, pinching and pinching, and his nails were long. I was in a lot of pain, but I still tried to hold him tightly. Afterwards, the pain was too much to bear, so I put my arms around him, held his wrists, pressed them down on both sides, then held him tightly again. He struggled but couldn't move, so for a while he was still. The two of them still haven't said a word.

Waiting a bit, I reached down and took off my pants. As soon as I pulled most of them off, they struggled, so I held them and wiggled my butt to pick out their pants. In the end, the two of them were like chrysalises below. He still didn't say anything. When I raised my head to look at his face, he looked back as if he hated me. Sweat was pouring down, sticking strands of hair to his face. Seeing that, I put my head down on his shoulder. After holding this position for a while, he gasped for breath as he struggled but couldn't.

I waited for a while and it seemed to go well. I used my knee to push her legs apart. To my surprise, I didn't see any resistance from her. I couldn't choose a guy because I was stuck with her hair. Even though it had separated its legs, it was still straight and couldn't get in. So he reached down with his left hand, grabbed his sister's thigh, and lifted his mother up. With his free right hand, he punched and scratched me again. This time, he took a bloody blow to the neck. I was very angry, but I didn't say anything. I pulled my legs up and locked them. His right leg wouldn't let him stretch down, so he pressed his hand down. But luckily God was merciful, the bloody wound on her neck hit her in the face so she seemed to regret it or something. From now on it seemed like she was giving up so she didn't resist fiercely anymore.

I slowly picked my brother's penis for a while, but it was all stuck in the hair. It took me a while to put my head in a soft, warm place. I pressed it a few times and found it was in the right place. But it was so tight that I kept pressing it in. I didn't dare use it. because he was afraid that if he let go of his brother's hand, he would suffer the consequences. Just press it in and out for a while and you can get the whole turtle's head in. The feeling is warm and indescribable. She still doesn't react. Sometimes every time she presses it, she grimaces as if it hurts. When I was able to enter the turtle's head, I let it sit for a while, then pulled it out almost all the way, then pressed it in, each time going a little deeper, like a gradual lubrication. If I wanted to go in more, I couldn't press it right away, but I had to pull it out and press it. again. By the time my brother was 2/3 of the way in, I pulled out most of it and stabbed him with the shaft. He cried out once and struggled again, I held him down to enjoy the warm feeling. hot and wet inside.

At this point, she seemed to have accepted her fate, so she relaxed. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but she couldn't remember clearly. I started thrusting continuously, pulling my other leg up and stabbing her in the stomach. After a while, it started moaning and getting louder and louder, afraid that the people around it would hear it. So I used one hand to cover her mouth to stop her screaming. She couldn't breathe or something, so I pushed my hand away and covered my mouth with my own hand. But every time I pulled out almost all the way and pushed her hard, she would moan so loudly that she couldn't stand it, so I put another hand on top of her hand to cover her mouth to help it a bit. Every time I wake up, I hear the sound of “huffing” in my nose because my mouth is covered, then my eyes roll back and I'm indescribably high.

The space was quiet with only white noises and hums. At one point, I changed positions and turned her over and she automatically raised her butt up, so I hooked her up. I tried to pull her into doggy style but was afraid that I would reach out and cover her mouth and leave her, so I hooked her up and lay down. pressed down on her, of course still covering her mouth and purring, with her other hand taking advantage of kneading her breast, at this time she pushed her ass up to the rhythm, every time I entered, I raised my ass up to take her deeper. .

After a while, I was ready to come out, breathing heavily. He used his hand to push my hips out, telling me to get out. I pressed him back and pushed really hard to go inside. He struggled but it didn't go in. After that, he stayed there for a while. Both I and he were breathing heavily, sweating like a bath. When he finished, he asked if I was done, so stay away. Struggling to pull out a tissue to wipe it, he jumped up and ran to the bathroom to wash, I jumped in to wash too. When he finished, he looked at the clock and saw it was almost 6 o'clock. He playfully said that only he and he knew about this, so if a third person knows, don't blame him for being evil. Ok, it's a goat, nothing else.

After having sex with that girl, I came home sick for a week, partly because she was so delicious that she sucked all my vitality, partly because she scratched my whole body to pieces, and when I came home I was swollen and had a fever. After that day, we still played together normally, but the few times I invited him to study together, he didn't show up anymore, so I knew it was over. After about a month, he pulled a picture of a test stick with two lines from somewhere and sent it to me saying he was pregnant, which scared me to the point of crying. Then he said he was on medication, so he found a picture to scare me. Howling. That girl's boyfriend is what I call happy. I played with some guys in the same neighborhood as her, and I saw them saying that the other guy was classy all the time. When he moaned, the whole neighborhood heard him, and he was lucky.