From the point of penetration, one could clearly see that Andrei's astonishingly long penis was almost completely inside, with only about an inch remaining outside, making her vagina appear exceptionally round and stretched.
"Sizzle~"
The soft, wet sound of water filled the air. After a brief pause to adjust to the even larger penis in this position, Zhao Zhiran began to gently rise and fall again. Because the waterbed was too shaky to stand on, she supported herself with her long, snow-white arms on Andrei's chest, lifting her hips and twisting her buttocks, swallowing and releasing the arm-like penis with each thrust.
"Eee... Ah, ah~"
Her pair of full, melon-like breasts rose and fell, swaying and shimmering, like leaping rabbits... The two pink cherries at the tips were swollen and engorged, the areolas as large as cups protruding, erect like peppercorns pointing to the sky, showing no trace of the previous submersion.
Zhao Zhiran's round, plump buttocks slapped against Andrei's thighs with soft "slap" sounds, accompanied by the wet, wet sloshing of the waterbed, which swayed like a rippling sea, supporting their bodies as if riding horses.
Each thrust was small, only a fist's width or so, but the thick, fleshy member stretched her labia wide open. Each time it withdrew, it brought forth a glistening sheen of moisture, her tight labia blooming like a flower, overflowing with white fluid, creating a trail of strands of eroticism at their point of union.
Zhao Ziran bit her lower lip. The enormous member filled her lower body, scraping against her sensitive, tender vaginal folds with each thrust. It felt as if ants were crawling between each fold, making her slender waist and legs tremble and ache. Her clitoris throbbed frequently, constantly releasing thick, viscous fluid.
She hadn't expected—that sex without strong resistance could be far more wonderful and ecstatic than she had imagined.
In fact, her body had always been extremely sensitive… Sometimes, when she felt inexplicably irritable after work, she would gently bite her cherry lips, lie down on a chair or bed, part her panties, and lightly stroke her plump labia. A soft, fleshy clitoris would quickly emerge from the tip of her vulva, and even a gentle touch would bring a tingling, exhilarating pleasure, like an electric shock.
She didn't intend to hide this little pleasure, and even… didn't mind others knowing, especially Xiao Dong. She had even deliberately left the panties she wore while masturbating for Xiao Dong to clean up. Thinking of his embarrassed expression as he looked at the wet, smudged area, she couldn't help but smile knowingly.
But the pleasure from masturbation was worlds apart from what she felt now… If she had been more proactive back then, could she have shared this exquisite pleasure with Xiao Dong?
And not just the slight comfort brought by her fingers?
The thought of Xiao Dong sent a pang of inexplicable regret through her, causing her tender vagina to twitch and her legs to weaken, leaving her with almost no strength to lift her hips or move.
"Ah, ah, ah... ooh... so big, ooh..."
Suddenly, the pleasure resumed, the waterbed began to shake violently, and Zhao Ziran's thoughts were completely interrupted by a surge of intense pleasure emanating from below; the man beneath her, like a giant bear deprived of sufficient nourishment, suddenly shifted from a docile, domesticated state to a wild, aggressive posture.
His large, fan-like hands gripped her shapely, rounded waist, maintaining the position as if he were lifting a little girl.
Zhao Ziran's slender waist seemed to bend, her snowy buttocks held firmly in the air, as his massive member thrust rapidly, violently pounding into her tender orifice.
Under the frequent thrusts of the bear's waist, her soft buttocks rippled like jelly, creating waves of snow-white flesh. Zhao Ziran, already somewhat dazed, instantly lost control of her vaginal muscles. The tender flesh within her honeypot, previously melting and smooth like solidified cream, suddenly tightened, closing in on the large penis from all sides.
"Hiss…!"
Andrei exhaled, tilting his head back. He felt the tender flesh within her honeypot suddenly bite down hard, the delicate folds and buds within the creamy flesh more clearly defined than ever before. The vagina, like an octopus, gripped, twisted, sucked, and kneaded his penis.
The pleasure intensified, driving him to a frenzy of excitement as he thrust his hips even more violently. His penis pounded and pumped, each thrust pushing through the tightly intertwined, tender flesh, slamming into her plump, swollen flower core.
Zhao Ziran arched her back, hunched her shoulders, and pulled in her buttocks, trembling uncontrollably, moaning and crying out in a plaintive, wanton manner. Her long, silky black hair trembled wildly with each thrust, and beads of fragrant sweat, like shattered jade, splattered across her delicate body, leaving her almost completely soaked.
The waterbed echoed with the alluring moans of a beautiful woman. The rapid, rhythmic slapping sounds were like a violent storm, rain lashing against banana leaves. A blush gradually crept onto the surging waves of her vagina, white fluid splattering and silvery threads stretching, like an endless tempest, with no end in sight.
This was the true face of this "beast." Zhao Ziran's abdomen convulsed and spasmed from the intense pleasure. The initial urge to urinate quickly transformed into a tangible, heavy soreness. Her uterus convulsed violently, her vulva dilating open, and streams of fluid gushed from her throbbing opening, slickly coating the glans.
In the throes of intense climax, the vagina convulsed and spasmed violently, a thick, hot, slightly cool fluid coating the entire penis. In an instant, an indescribable wave of pleasure washed over Andrei.
He threw his head back and let out a long hiss, unable to endure it any longer. With a sudden thrust, he pressed his hips against the tender, sucking clitoris, his penis throbbing violently as if alive. The third time, even more forcefully, he poured his hot, thick semen into the flower's heart, scalding the womb.
After the long ejaculation, the beast and the beauty embraced, panting heavily. His penis, still buried deep within the honeyed depths, throbbed slightly; neither was willing to withdraw.
Beneath them, a pool of semen and vaginal fluid soaked their bodies and limbs, almost giving the feeling of lying in water. But how could real water be so sticky and slippery?
And not only the giant bear, but Zhao Ziran, experiencing her first ultimate climax, was also unusually lost in thought for a long time, as if she were floating in the air, bobbing up and down with the gentle breeze.
The giant bear suddenly lifted her up, his penis thrusting inside her like a gouging motion, churning out a white, porridge-like fluid.
Zhao Ziran couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her snow-white feet tightly gripping the bear's waist. Like conjoined twins, the two walked into the warm pool that reached their waists. No words were needed; naturally, they arched their backs and twisted their hips, ripples spreading along their joined bodies.
Like the gentle evening breeze, it was intoxicating, and the nightingale-like cries blended together, a symphony of indescribable, alluring passion.
When the docile beast regained its frenzy, the shallow ripples transformed into raging waves, crashing against everything around them. Flesh slapped against flesh, breathing grew heavy, and cries became shrill… Finally, streaks of white fluid spread with the ripples, swirling and swirling in the water like smoke, slowly sinking.
This signaled a temporary pause in this round of passion, but rest was merely a respite to gather strength for the next.
—Until the beauty and the beast's frolicking continued until dawn.