My mom's body froze instantly, curling up like a shrimp. She didn't cry out or make a sound, only letting out a soft groan.
Zhang Jian was so excited he could barely control himself. He pressed his hand against my mom's swollen pussy and pushed down with force.
My mom's body arched even more sharply, her legs clamping tightly together. She pressed down on Zhang Jian's hand cupping her pussy, her voice trembling as she kept repeating, "No, no, no."
Then, after holding it there for a while, Zhang Jian quietly slipped his middle finger into my mom's already slick and wet pussy slit. My mom shuddered, stopped saying "no, no, no," and the strength in her hands pressing against Zhang Jian's faded.
Zhang Jian later told me that my mom's pussy was wet and hot inside, full of fleshy folds, and the deeper you went, the more folds there were.
He acted like an expert, saying my mom had a "legendary pussy", calling it the "thousand-layer folds" pussy. I don't know if that was true or not.
After slipping his middle finger into my mom's slit, Zhang Jian was so excited his heart felt like it was going to burst. At that time, he was still a virgin with no real experience, so he imitated what he'd seen in porn videos, rubbing his middle finger back and forth inside my mom's pussy, getting faster and faster gradually.
My mom's body remained curled up, trembling uncontrollably. She panted heavily through her mouth, no longer pressing down on Zhang Jian's hand. One of hands gripped the bedsheet, while the other was raised, the back of it resting her forehead to cover her eyes. The fluids from her pussy splattered out wildly as Zhang Jian's finger kept pumping in and out rapidly, creating an especially lewd scene.
After just a few minutes, my mom let out a few suppressed moans, and her tense body went limp. Zhang Jian was inexperienced and unaware so he just kept thrusting his finger inside her. It wasn't until my mom weakly said, "Enough, enough," that he finally stopped.
My mom remained in the same position, curled up sideways on the bed, her hand covering her eyes, exposing most of her snow-white butt.
Zhang Jian thought my mom looked incredibly seductive and tempting in this pose and he was unable to tear his eyes away. My mom, sounding a bit annoyed, said she was cold, as if blaming Zhang Jian for not caring about her.
Zhang Jian quickly helped my mom lie flat, pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in. My mom rolled over to face the wall and lay still.
Zhang Jian took off the rest of his clothes, lifted the blanket, and got into the bed. By now, he was extremely impatient, having held back for so long. As soon as he got into bed, he hugged my mom from behind, pressing his hard cock urgently against her butt cheeks. My mom with her back to him, pushed against his stomach with her hand, but she didn't use much force. Even as Zhang Jian's cock rubbed against her pussy opening, she didn't cover herself, only muttering softly, "What are you doing? What are you doing?" Then suddenly, she let out a soft gasp, biting her lip, and fell silent.
Zhang Jian also gasped sharply at that moment because the head of his cock had already slipped into my mom's soft, wet slit.
My mom didn't make a sound, and Zhang Jian stayed quiet too. After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Jian began to push deeper into my mom's vagina, then began to move slowly inside her plump, folded, wet pussy.
My mom's hand started gripping the bedsheet again. Although she was biting her lip and not making any sound, her breathing through her nose quickened.
Actually, because of my mom's round ass, Zhang Jian's cock could only go halfway in this position, but he was already very satisfied. The tight, multi-folded little hole wrapped around his cock as if it were sucking, making him feel incredibly good. After moving for just a short while, he felt like he was about to cum, but he really didn't want to finish so quickly, so he held back with all his might. When he couldn't take it any longer, he stopped moving, then lifted my mom's thermal shirt to fondle her breasts, play with her nipples, and tilt her chin to kiss her lips.
My mom still kept the back of her hand against her forehead, covering her eyes, offering no resistance as Zhang Jian played with her. When he turned her chin, she would tilt her neck to let him kiss her. When he stopped kissing, she would turn back to face the wall. She didn't moan like the women in porn videos, only occasionally letting out a soft gasp or sucking in a sharp breath.
Zhang Jian caressed my mom's burning hot body, moving his hips slowly below, feeling so content it was as if he were floating on air. Gone was the nervousness and panic of a virgin. He leaned close to my mom's ear, whispering sweet words like how beautiful she was, how good she was, how much he liked her, how this was his first time with a woman.
After saying this, Zhang Jian pulled his cock out of my mom's pussy from behind. With a slight tug, my mom obediently turned over to lie on her back. Her fair, rosy face was turned to the side, and she rested the back of her hand against her forehead, covering her eyes as if she had a cold and felt unwell.
Zhang Jian leaned over my mom, wanting to see her face clearly, and gently tugged her arm.
My mom shook her head and mumbled, "No" as if talking in her sleep. Seeing her reaction, Zhang Jian chuckled softly. Hearing his laugh, my mom pinched his waist. Zhang Jian then mischievously used the head of his cock to slowly part my mom's plump, soft, and wet pussy slit before thrusting forcefully, burying his entire cock into my mom's already drenched vagina, pressing tightly against her raised mound.
My mom couldn't hold back a moan this time.
Hearing my mom finally cry out, Zhang Jian felt a surge of triumph. He slowly pulled out until only the head remained inside before thrusting forcefully again. This time, my mom was prepared and bit her lip to keep from crying out. Zhang Jian was unsatisfied with this so he repeated the thrusting motion over a dozen more times.
My mom couldn't take it any longer. Biting her lip, her voice trembling, she pleaded softly in a small voice, "Be gentler, it hurts."
By now, Zhang Jian was feeling overly pleased with himself. He continued to tease her pussy, thrusting in sharply and then pulling out slowly. Looking down at her, he asked if it felt good. After a few more hard thrusts, my mom, still covering her face, whispered, "It feels good." Zhang Jian then told her to move her hand away. When she didn't, he did it himself, pulling her hand away from her eyes.
My mom's head was turned to the side, her eyes closed, with a few teardrops clinging to her long eyelashes.
Zhang Jian hadn't expected my mom to cry again. He leaned in to kiss her eyes gently, then her cheeks. When he reached her lips, my mom turned her face toward him and offered her red lips.
Actually, my mom really loved kissing. Whether it was because she hadn't kissed so few times before or for some other reason, she said kissing made her feel fulfilled and satisfied, that it would give her a sense of being loved. Zhang Jian only found this out later and often used this trick to comfort my mom whenever she was angry. And it worked very well.
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