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I'm a chicken in the field of prostitutes in love, so when I have a lover, I still have a lot of things to ignore, just acting on instinct but not calculating anything, to the point that now that I think about it, I still don't understand. How can I have a girlfriend? In general, you and I meet and fall in love as naturally.

And then, one day, when we were dating for more than a month. I meet her at her favorite coffee shop. My seat is a hidden corner, overlooking the garden, low Japanese tables and cushions, quite comfortable, you can sit or lie down. While waiting, I noticed the area was a bit dark, looked around to find the lights to turn on (I was stupid at that time). Fortunately, I couldn't find it, but the sky kept getting darker. Waited for a while when she arrived, she was wearing skinny jeans and a crew neck button-down shirt. My lover is short, but has a large chest, he is also quite chubby, his butt is round. Looks like a lot.

She came and sat next to me. Then call water and flirt with miscellaneous things (roughly that, I'm lazy to write, everyone sympathizes). Sitting next to you and I can only hug my waist. Her shirt has a waist slit like a cheongsam, my hand wraps around my waist and touches the exposed skin with my fingers, seeing that she doesn't say anything, I keep stroking it with my fingers. After a while, I slipped my hand under my shirt and stroked my waist.

I still smile and talk. So it must have been a green light. I continued to put my hand in deeper, my finger was already touching her navel, I caressed her belly, used my finger to poke her navel, but she still didn't react, talking and laughing as if nothing happened. Rubbing my stomach and rubbing my waist, I was bored and pulled my hand back. The back of my shirt was pulled up, exposing my entire back. I stole a look and saw that it was white and smooth, my hand was very cool to the touch, I liked it very much.

I only looked at it for a second and then I pretended to ignore it, pretending to be indifferent while watching to see if anyone was watching. The seat is hidden from the wall so no one can see it, the shop is empty, the waiters don't go around much, so this whole hidden corner is just the two of us. She kept talking non-stop. So my hand went up again, a little more, then a little more, and hit the bra strap, right where the back buckle was.

Until now, I could only see that bra strap emerging from the fabric, fortunately I wore a shirt that was too thin to see the inside. Today I was touched, naturally frozen, my hand kept stroking that hook. Suddenly I stopped talking. Look at me. For a second, I was afraid, I was afraid that you would get angry and leave.

- Get me that pillow.

– Uh.

I obey like a machine, remove my hand from the back of her shirt, reach for the pillow. When I turned away, she seemed to put her hands behind her back to do something, like pulling her shirt down. Come back and give me the pillow. I hugged the pillow in front of my stomach, looked at me and smiled, a strange smile. I don't understand that smile, but I'm sure she's not angry. I sat close and rested my hand on her lower back. My hand touches her skin again. Haven't you pulled your shirt down yet? So what did I just do?

She didn't say anything more, was completely silent, she sat with her legs straight, her eyes fixed on her toes, then she leaned against me. Still smiling. I reached up again, looking for the lock. Where's the key? My hand goes higher as it bounces without touching the harness. I suddenly discovered, the lock has been removed and the rope has been released on both sides. So, just now, she… I didn't think about it anymore, my hand grabbed one of the straps and pulled it lightly.

- Older brother…

- What?

She looked at me, cheeks flushed, my heart pounding. Suddenly, she pulled me close to her neck and kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss as I slid my hand under her armpit, under her bra, my hand touching one of her breasts. It's soft and a little tight, no longer being held by the corset, the breast is almost falling out of the corset, I raise my hand to lift it up, just the size of my hand, bigger than an orange but not as big as a grapefruit.

In that moment, her lips parted, and her tongue swept over mine, I sucked hard on her tongue, just sucking and knowing nothing, and I could feel her tongue in contact, swinging up and down. with my tongue in my mouth. I pinched everything, my hand suddenly squeezed, two fingers touched the nipple, so my hand just squeezed the breast, two fingers clamped on the nipple. For the first time to touch a girl's breast, to be squeezed, to have a nipple. My little guy was tight as if he wanted to put on his pants, a tingling and a little stinging feeling at the tip, both my heels also felt numb and stinging.

I have read many stories in TruyenTv.net but I have not seen any stories that describe this feeling, It's like the head and heels are dipped in ice water, very strange, I wonder if anyone feels the same as me?

While I was just sucking my tongue, my hand was squeezing my breast and tightening my nipple, suddenly I felt her move, she let go of my hand, I ignored it, my hand was still squeezed and tight, my other hand held her neck and continued to kiss. I feel her twist, then her hands slip behind my back, touch my arm, then slide forward again, touching the hand that's squeezing my breast. I was so curious, let go of her to see what she was doing.

She looked at me, smiling again and her cheeks flushed red. My hand was going under my shirt and let go. She sat down, her hands behind her back, looking at me like a puzzle. I looked closely and tried to guess what she just did? But what can I think of right now? I pulled her towards me again, my legs wrapped around her waist to hold her. This time, I put both hands into her shirt, I poked my hands from under her belly, then slipped my hands under her bra and squeezed her breasts.

Imagining my general right now must be very funny, she kept leaning back, but I wriggled my legs like a monkey swinging a tree. She tilted her head so that I couldn't kiss her lips. I kissed her neck and then licked it down her neck, both hands still squeezing. EM seemed to lean back more and more, my kiss slipping down and hitting the cross buttons at my neck.

So I latched on and pulled at her collar, button by button unrolling from her neck to the top of her chest, until the button at her armpit was ripped open. When I got there, I saw a hand I was stroking her breast, I kissed her upper chest hard, her chest rose and fell, she breathed heavily. The first time I heard a girl breathing heavily right next to my ear, I felt a little bit of water leaking from the boy. Excited, I grabbed the collar of the shirt that had been released, and was about to pull it again when…

- Don't, people feel bad.

I was startled, now I remember that I am in a coffee shop. He quickly pulled his hand away and looked back. The shop was empty, and no one was looking at us.

I was a bit old, turned to look at her, she was still sitting on her back, her chest was raised provocatively, and that mysterious smile. And now she looks even sexier because the buttons have been pulled up to the armpits, the whole upper chest is exposed, I stare at that exposed chest, suddenly I see the shoulder straps of the bra let go, one end has been removed. What about the other shoulder?

It was covered by the shirt so I didn't know it was… I looked down at her chest, underneath the shirt, it seemed like one side of the bra had slipped down, I could see the knob emerging from the fabric. I immediately grabbed her again, but this time she refused to hold back, she pushed away. I grabbed the arm to pull back, struggling how later she turned her back to me, her butt pressed against the tight boy.

I hugged her tight. Only now can I sit still. This time my hands went under the shirt again, my left hand went down from the top of the neck, where the buttons had been undone. The left hand goes to the place, then squeeze the wallet. She closed her eyes, relaxed her body and fell on my back, I kissed her neck, then her cheek, while my right hand went up from under her stomach, but this time I didn't squeeze.

When my hand touched the bra, I grabbed it and pulled it down, quite easily, the bra slipping off completely. It was true that I had already removed both shoulder straps. How can you do this with me holding you tight???

She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It's a gift for you."

I looked down, in my hand was her bra. I could see her nipples exposed under her shirt. A tingling sensation in the head and heels, the feeling is getting sharper, the boy wants to explode. She seems to feel it, she rubs her butt against my crotch, looking at me with a small smile. Provocative (that smile again, I'm haunted by that smile for years to come)

I lifted my bra to smell it, oh my skin.

- Take it away, people see.

With one hand I still squeeze the breast while the other hand I quickly tuck her bra into the bag, I'm so excited, my cheeks are rosy, it's unbearable. His other hand immediately poked into her shirt, squeezing to squeeze the other breast. Oh 2 soft breasts in my hands, I just squeeze and squeeze as much as I want. I kiss her lips, so hard, I'm in a lust.

She dodged the kiss that made me slip a kiss on the cheek, I ignored it and continued to kiss her ear and then pulled down her neck. 2 hands still squeezing. Suddenly she arched up, her hand slipped behind my back and pressed on my crotch. And she reached up to take my earlobe, she kissed me on the cheek, licked my cheek and licked my ear. The burning sensation in the tip of the penis and the heel of the foot is getting stronger and stronger. Her hand suddenly squeezed my crotch, squeezing my little guy. I love the person who squeezes the two breasts. I heard her "puff" out a voice. The sound is sexy. I want to hear it again, I squeeze my breasts harder, my fingers gripping the nipples. This time it was a "stuck" sound accompanied by a heavy breathing sound.

Her breathing was fast, my hand kept squeezing, the little "stagnation" sounds kept ringing in my ears, my fingers clamped her nipples back and forth, her hand squeezed and released the house. then squeeze my crotch. I saw her legs clasped tightly, rubbing her thighs together, evenly following the rhythm of her breathing. At that time, I didn't know what that action meant, I just found it erotic. I leaned up again to grab the earlobe, licking it.

The feeling of numbness in both ears, a tingling sensation, my whole body convulsions, both hands squeeze the breast, grip the nipple. She made a loud "Uu" sound again, her hand squeezed tightly on the boy who was erect in my crotch. I was numb all over, the more my hand squeezed my breast, the more her hand squeezed her crotch, and then it felt like a baby coming out. I feel wet around the tip of my cock. An indescribable feeling, my eyes are closed, I feel like I'm gone for a few minutes. During those few minutes my little guy kept secreting warm, nóng slime, I could feel the slime slowly spreading inside my underwear.

By the time I opened my eyes, she was looking at me, smiling (again, she seemed to know I was out). She pulled her hand away and leaned against me. My hands are still gently squeezing my breasts. I'm enjoying the lingering aftertaste of the past feeling. We just sit like that.

- It's late, I'll be back.

- Yes, come back.

I pulled my hand out of her shirt. She buttoned up her collar, I was about to call the bill, but she stopped.

– Wait, how do you come back like this?

I looked back. And suddenly "ah" up. I quickly covered my mouth.

Two nipples are tight, protruding behind the shirt. I noticed that her breasts are still the same size without a bra. It's just that when there is a bra, the chest is round, but now without it, I see 2 small nipples that keep on wearing. What now? Or give me back my bra?

I immediately gave her my jacket: I put it on, so I don't get cold. Very cold night.

"Oh, why don't you pay me?"

- Did I give it to you?

- Changed my mind, now I ask for it back, pay it back.

– Well, you make up for it with your coat, give it to me.

- Huh, no.

Just then the waiter walked over from afar. I quickly put on my jacket and pulled it up to my neck.

- I'm sorry, but the shop is closed for now. Here is the bill.

I immediately paid and dragged her out of the shop. I also heard her grumbling behind her back: "I'll just wear it today, next time I'll ask for it."

- Next time go and count.

I don't remember how I got home. Just know that when you go home to change. The underwear was soaked with semen.

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[box type=”note” align=”” class=”” color:red;”>Website transferred to a new domain name is: https://www.sex-shoponline.net/truyen-sex please remember the new domain name for easy access!

I’m a chicken in the field of prostitutes in love, so when I have a lover, I still have a lot of things to ignore, just acting on instinct but not calculating anything, to the point that now that I think about it, I still don’t understand. How can I have a girlfriend? In general, you and I meet and fall in love as naturally.

And then, one day, when we were dating for more than a month. I meet her at her favorite coffee shop. My seat is a hidden corner, overlooking the garden, low Japanese tables and cushions, quite comfortable, you can sit or lie down. While waiting, I noticed the area was a bit dark, looked around to find the lights to turn on (I was stupid at that time). Fortunately, I couldn’t find it, but the sky kept getting darker. Waited for a while when she arrived, she was wearing skinny jeans and a crew neck button-down shirt. My lover is short, but has a large chest, he is also quite chubby, his butt is round. Looks like a lot.

She came and sat next to me. Then call water and flirt with miscellaneous things (roughly that, I’m lazy to write, everyone sympathizes). Sitting next to you and I can only hug my waist. Her shirt has a waist slit like a cheongsam, my hand wraps around my waist and touches the exposed skin with my fingers, seeing that she doesn’t say anything, I keep stroking it with my fingers. After a while, I slipped my hand under my shirt and stroked my waist.

I still smile and talk. So it must have been a green light. I continued to put my hand in deeper, my finger was already touching her navel, I caressed her belly, used my finger to poke her navel, but she still didn’t react, talking and laughing as if nothing happened. Rubbing my stomach and rubbing my waist, I was bored and pulled my hand back. The back of my shirt was pulled up, exposing my entire back. I stole a look and saw that it was white and smooth, my hand was very cool to the touch, I liked it very much.

I only looked at it for a second and then I pretended to ignore it, pretending to be indifferent while watching to see if anyone was watching. The seat is hidden from the wall so no one can see it, the shop is empty, the waiters don’t go around much, so this whole hidden corner is just the two of us. She kept talking non-stop. So my hand went up again, a little more, then a little more, and hit the bra strap, right where the back buckle was.

Until now, I could only see that bra strap emerging from the fabric, fortunately I wore a shirt that was too thin to see the inside. Today I was touched, naturally frozen, my hand kept stroking that hook. Suddenly I stopped talking. Look at me. For a second, I was afraid, I was afraid that you would get angry and leave.

– Get me that pillow.

– Uh.

I obey like a machine, remove my hand from the back of her shirt, reach for the pillow. When I turned away, she seemed to put her hands behind her back to do something, like pulling her shirt down. Come back and give me the pillow. I hugged the pillow in front of my stomach, looked at me and smiled, a strange smile. I don’t understand that smile, but I’m sure she’s not angry. I sat close and rested my hand on her lower back. My hand touches her skin again. Haven’t you pulled your shirt down yet? So what did I just do?

She didn’t say anything more, was completely silent, she sat with her legs straight, her eyes fixed on her toes, then she leaned against me. Still smiling. I reached up again, looking for the lock. Where’s the key? My hand goes higher as it bounces without touching the harness. I suddenly discovered, the lock has been removed and the rope has been released on both sides. So, just now, she… I didn’t think about it anymore, my hand grabbed one of the straps and pulled it lightly.

– Older brother…

– What?

She looked at me, cheeks flushed, my heart pounding. Suddenly, she pulled me close to her neck and kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss as I slid my hand under her armpit, under her bra, my hand touching one of her breasts. It’s soft and a little tight, no longer being held by the corset, the breast is almost falling out of the corset, I raise my hand to lift it up, just the size of my hand, bigger than an orange but not as big as a grapefruit.

In that moment, her lips parted, and her tongue swept over mine, I sucked hard on her tongue, just sucking and knowing nothing, and I could feel her tongue in contact, swinging up and down. with my tongue in my mouth. I pinched everything, my hand suddenly squeezed, two fingers touched the nipple, so my hand just squeezed the breast, two fingers clamped on the nipple. For the first time to touch a girl’s breast, to be squeezed, to have a nipple. My little guy was tight as if he wanted to put on his pants, a tingling and a little stinging feeling at the tip, both my heels also felt numb and stinging.

I have read many stories in TruyenTv.net but I have not seen any stories that describe this feeling, It’s like the head and heels are dipped in ice water, very strange, I wonder if anyone feels the same as me?

While I was just sucking my tongue, my hand was squeezing my breast and tightening my nipple, suddenly I felt her move, she let go of my hand, I ignored it, my hand was still squeezed and tight, my other hand held her neck and continued to kiss. I feel her twist, then her hands slip behind my back, touch my arm, then slide forward again, touching the hand that’s squeezing my breast. I was so curious, let go of her to see what she was doing.

She looked at me, smiling again and her cheeks flushed red. My hand was going under my shirt and let go. She sat down, her hands behind her back, looking at me like a puzzle. I looked closely and tried to guess what she just did? But what can I think of right now? I pulled her towards me again, my legs wrapped around her waist to hold her. This time, I put both hands into her shirt, I poked my hands from under her belly, then slipped my hands under her bra and squeezed her breasts.

Imagining my general right now must be very funny, she kept leaning back, but I wriggled my legs like a monkey swinging a tree. She tilted her head so that I couldn’t kiss her lips. I kissed her neck and then licked it down her neck, both hands still squeezing. EM seemed to lean back more and more, my kiss slipping down and hitting the cross buttons at my neck.

So I latched on and pulled at her collar, button by button unrolling from her neck to the top of her chest, until the button at her armpit was ripped open. When I got there, I saw a hand I was stroking her breast, I kissed her upper chest hard, her chest rose and fell, she breathed heavily. The first time I heard a girl breathing heavily right next to my ear, I felt a little bit of water leaking from the boy. Excited, I grabbed the collar of the shirt that had been released, and was about to pull it again when…

– Don’t, people feel bad.

I was startled, now I remember that I am in a coffee shop. He quickly pulled his hand away and looked back. The shop was empty, and no one was looking at us.

I was a bit old, turned to look at her, she was still sitting on her back, her chest was raised provocatively, and that mysterious smile. And now she looks even sexier because the buttons have been pulled up to the armpits, the whole upper chest is exposed, I stare at that exposed chest, suddenly I see the shoulder straps of the bra let go, one end has been removed. What about the other shoulder?

It was covered by the shirt so I didn’t know it was… I looked down at her chest, underneath the shirt, it seemed like one side of the bra had slipped down, I could see the knob emerging from the fabric. I immediately grabbed her again, but this time she refused to hold back, she pushed away. I grabbed the arm to pull back, struggling how later she turned her back to me, her butt pressed against the tight boy.

I hugged her tight. Only now can I sit still. This time my hands went under the shirt again, my left hand went down from the top of the neck, where the buttons had been undone. The left hand goes to the place, then squeeze the wallet. She closed her eyes, relaxed her body and fell on my back, I kissed her neck, then her cheek, while my right hand went up from under her stomach, but this time I didn’t squeeze.

When my hand touched the bra, I grabbed it and pulled it down, quite easily, the bra slipping off completely. It was true that I had already removed both shoulder straps. How can you do this with me holding you tight???

She leaned over and whispered in my ear, “It’s a gift for you.”

I looked down, in my hand was her bra. I could see her nipples exposed under her shirt. A tingling sensation in the head and heels, the feeling is getting sharper, the boy wants to explode. She seems to feel it, she rubs her butt against my crotch, looking at me with a small smile. Provocative (that smile again, I’m haunted by that smile for years to come)

I lifted my bra to smell it, oh my skin.

– Take it away, people see.

With one hand I still squeeze the breast while the other hand I quickly tuck her bra into the bag, I’m so excited, my cheeks are rosy, it’s unbearable. His other hand immediately poked into her shirt, squeezing to squeeze the other breast. Oh 2 soft breasts in my hands, I just squeeze and squeeze as much as I want. I kiss her lips, so hard, I’m in a lust.

She dodged the kiss that made me slip a kiss on the cheek, I ignored it and continued to kiss her ear and then pulled down her neck. 2 hands still squeezing. Suddenly she arched up, her hand slipped behind my back and pressed on my crotch. And she reached up to take my earlobe, she kissed me on the cheek, licked my cheek and licked my ear. The burning sensation in the tip of the penis and the heel of the foot is getting stronger and stronger. Her hand suddenly squeezed my crotch, squeezing my little guy. I love the person who squeezes the two breasts. I heard her “puff” out a voice. The sound is sexy. I want to hear it again, I squeeze my breasts harder, my fingers gripping the nipples. This time it was a “stuck” sound accompanied by a heavy breathing sound.

Her breathing was fast, my hand kept squeezing, the little “stagnation” sounds kept ringing in my ears, my fingers clamped her nipples back and forth, her hand squeezed and released the house. then squeeze my crotch. I saw her legs clasped tightly, rubbing her thighs together, evenly following the rhythm of her breathing. At that time, I didn’t know what that action meant, I just found it erotic. I leaned up again to grab the earlobe, licking it.

The feeling of numbness in both ears, a tingling sensation, my whole body convulsions, both hands squeeze the breast, grip the nipple. She made a loud “Uu” sound again, her hand squeezed tightly on the boy who was erect in my crotch. I was numb all over, the more my hand squeezed my breast, the more her hand squeezed her crotch, and then it felt like a baby coming out. I feel wet around the tip of my cock. An indescribable feeling, my eyes are closed, I feel like I’m gone for a few minutes. During those few minutes my little guy kept secreting warm, hot slime, I could feel the slime slowly spreading inside my underwear.

By the time I opened my eyes, she was looking at me, smiling (again, she seemed to know I was out). She pulled her hand away and leaned against me. My hands are still gently squeezing my breasts. I’m enjoying the lingering aftertaste of the past feeling. We just sit like that.

– It’s late, I’ll be back.

– Yes, come back.

I pulled my hand out of her shirt. She buttoned up her collar, I was about to call the bill, but she stopped.

– Wait, how do you come back like this?

I looked back. And suddenly “ah” up. I quickly covered my mouth.

Two nipples are tight, protruding behind the shirt. I noticed that her breasts are still the same size without a bra. It’s just that when there is a bra, the chest is round, but now without it, I see 2 small nipples that keep on wearing. What now? Or give me back my bra?

I immediately gave her my jacket: I put it on, so I don’t get cold. Very cold night.

“Oh, why don’t you pay me?”

– Did I give it to you?

– Changed my mind, now I ask for it back, pay it back.

– Well, you make up for it with your coat, give it to me.

– Huh, no.

Just then the waiter walked over from afar. I quickly put on my jacket and pulled it up to my neck.

– I’m sorry, but the shop is closed for now. Here is the bill.

I immediately paid and dragged her out of the shop. I also heard her grumbling behind her back: “I’ll just wear it today, next time I’ll ask for it.”

– Next time go and count.

I don’t remember how I got home. Just know that when you go home to change. The underwear was soaked with semen.

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Tôi thuộc hàng gà trong lĩnh vực gái gú yêu đương, nên lúc có người yêu rồi còn nhiều cái lớ ngớ lắm, chỉ hành động theo bản năng chứ chẳng có tính toán gì, tới nổi hiện giờ nghĩ lại, tôi còn chưa hiểu là làm thế nào nhưng mình có bạn gái được nữa. Nói chung là tôi và em gặp nhau, yêu nhau như tự nhiên là thế.
Và rồi, một hôm nọ, lúc chúng tôi yêu nhau được hơn 1 tháng. Tôi hứa hẹn cô đó ở quán cà phê thích thú. Chỗ tôi ngồi là một góc khuất, nhìn xéo ra sân vườn, những chiếc bàn thấp kiểu nhật và những cái đệm lót ngồi, khá là thoải mái, muốn ngồi hay nằm cũng được. Trong lúc ngồi chờ tôi quan tâm khu này hơi tối, nhìn quanh tìm công việc đèn để bật lên cho sáng (lúc đó tui khờ dữ vậy đó). May nhưng tìm hoài ko thấy, nhưng trời thì cứ tối dần. Ngồi chờ một lúc thì cô đó tới, cô đó mặc quần jean ôm và cái áo cổ cài khuy xéo kiểu tàu. Người yêu tôi dáng thấp thôi, nhưng được cái ngực nở, người cũng khá múp, mông căng tròn. Nhìn thích lắm.
Cô đó tới ngồi kế bên mình. Rồi thì gọi nước và ve vãn linh tinh(phiên phiến là thế, mình lười viết, mọi người thông cảm). Ngồi kế bên em và mình chỉ dám ôm eo. Cái áo của em có đường xẻ eo như sườn xám, tay mình ôm qua eo và chạm ngón tay vào phần da lộ ra đó, thấy em ko nói gì, mình cứ dùng ngón tay vuốt ve mân mó nơi đó. Được một lúc, tôi luồn cả bàn tay vào bên dưới lớp áo nhưng vuốt ve vùng eo.
Em vẫn tươi cười nói chuyện. Thế chắc là bật đèn xanh rồi nhỉ. Tôi tiếp tục luồn tay vào sâu hơn, ngón tay đã chạm vào rốn, tôi mân mó xoa bụng em, dùng ngón tay ngoáy vào rốn, thế nhưng em vẫn ko phản ứng gì, nói cười cứ như ko có gì xảy ra. Xoa bụng xoa eo chán chê tôi lại kéo tay về lưng. Lưng áo em bị kéo lên hở nguyên cả một tấm lưng. Tôi trộm nhìn qua thấy trắng mịn, tay sờ lại rất mát, thích lắm.
Chỉ nhìn một giây rồi tôi giả ngó lơ ra ngoài, vờ như phớt tỉnh vừa quan sát xem có người nào nhìn thấy ko. Chỗ ngồi khuất bức tường nên chẳng người nào thấy, quán vắng, phục vụ cũng ko đi lại nhiều, thế là nguyên một góc khuất này chỉ có 2 đứa tôi. Cô đó thì cứ nói nói ko ngừng. Thế là tay tôi lại lần mò lên phía trên, chút nữa, rồi chút nữa, thì chạm phải dây áo ngực, ngay đúng chỗ cái khóa sau.
Trước giờ chỉ được nhìn thấy cái dây áo ngực đó nổi lên sau lớp vải, hên thì hôm nào em mặc áo mỏng quá mới nhìn thấy bên trong. Hôm nay tôi được chạm vào, tự nhiên đơ ra, tay cứ mân mó sờ chỗ móc đó. Tự dưng em ngưng nói. Nhìn tôi. Trong một giây, tui sợ, tui sợ em giận bỏ về mất.
– Lấy dùm em cái gối kia với.
– Ờ.
Tui nghe lời như cái máy, bỏ tay ra khỏi lưng áo em, với tay lấy cái gối. Lúc tôi quay đi hình như em đưa tay ra sau lưng làm gì đó, hình như là kéo áo xuống. Quay lại đưa gối cho em. Em ôm gối trước bụng, nhìn mình rồi cười tủm tỉm, cái cười lạ lắm. Tôi ko hiểu nụ cười đó, nhưng chắc là em ko giận rồi. Tôi ngồi sát lại và để hờ tay lên lưng dưới của em. Tay tôi lại chạm vào da em. Em chưa kéo áo xuống à? Vậy mới nãy em vừa làm gì???
Em ko nói gì nữa, yên lặng hoàn toàn, em ngồi duỗi thẳng chân, mắt cứ nhìn vào mấy ngón chân, rồi em dựa vào tôi. Vẫn nụ cười tủm tỉm. Tôi lại lần tay lên phía trên, tìm cái khóa. Cái khóa đâu rồi? Tay tôi lần cao hơn lúc nảy nhưng vẫn chưa chạm vào sợi dây nịt ngực. Tôi chợt phát xuất hiện, khóa đã được tháo và sợi dây ấu đã bị bung ra 2 bên. Vậy là lúc nãy cô đó… tôi chẳng nghỉ ngợi gì nữa, tay lại nắm lấy một bên dây áo rồi kéo nhẹ.
– Anh…
– Gì?
Cô đó nhìn tôi, má chợt hồng lên, tim tôi đập mạnh. Chợt cô đó, níu cổ tôi lại gần và hôn lên môi tôi. Tôi vừa đáp trả nụ hôn đó, vừa luồn tay vào dưới nách cô đó, bên dưới cái áo ngực, tay tôi đã chạm vào một bên vú. Nó mềm và hơi căng, ko còn bị áo nịt níu giữ, bầu vú sa xuống gần tuột khỏi nịt ngực, tôi đưa tay nâng bầu vú đó lên, vừa một bàn tay tôi, lớn hơn trái cam nhưng chưa bằng bưởi.
Trong lúc đó, môi cô đó hé ra, và lưỡi quét khấp môi tôi, tôi liều mút chặt lấy cái lưỡi đó, chỉ mút đại chứ biết gì đâu, và tôi cảm giác được lưỡi cô đó đang xúc tiếp, đánh lên đánh xuống với lưỡi tôi trong mồm. Tôi quíu hết cả lên, tay chợt vô thức bóp lại, hai ngón tay chạm vào núm vú, thế là tay tôi vừa bóp bầu vú, hai ngón tay kẹp vào núm nhưng se. Lần trước nhất được chạm vào vú con gái, lại còn được bóp, được se núm. Thằng nhỏ tôi căng cứng như muốn đội quần lên, một cảm giác tê rần và hơi buốt ở đầu khấc, cả 2 gót chân tôi cũng có cảm giác tê rần và buốt đó.
Tôi đã đọc nhiều chuyện trong TruyenTv.net nhưng chưa thấy truyện nào mô tả cảm giác này, Cứ như là đầu khấc và hai gót chân bị nhúng vào nước đá đó, lạ lắm, ko biết có người nào cảm giác giống tôi ko?
Trong lúc tôi vừa nút lưỡi, tay vừa bóp vú vừa se núm, chợt cảm giác em chuyển mình, em rời tay khỏi người tôi, tôi mặc kệ, tay vẫn bóp và se, tay còn lại tôi ghì cổ em và hôn tiếp. Tôi cảm thấy em vặn vẹo người, rồi hai tay em luồn ra sau lưng, chạm vào cánh tay tôi, rồi lại luồn ra phía trước, chạm vào bàn tay đang bóp vú. Tôi tò mò quá, buông em ra xem em đang làm gì.
Em nhìn tôi, lại nụ cười tủm tỉm và 2 má ửng hồng. Tay em đang luồn dưới áo liền buông ra. Em ngồi ngã người, 2 tay chống về phía sau, nhìn tôi như đánh đố. Tôi nhìn kỹ và cố đoán xem em vừa làm gì? Nhưng mà đầu óc tôi lúc này có suy nghĩ được gì. Tôi lại kéo em về phía tôi, hai chân tôi quắp lấy eo của em giữ lại. Lần này tôi thọc cả 2 tay vào áo em, tôi thọc từ dưới bụng thọc lên 2 bàn tay lại luồn dưới lớp áo ngực nhưng nắm bóp 2 bầu vú.
Tưởng tượng tướng tôi lúc này chắc mắc cười lắm, em thì cứ ngửa ra, nhưng tôi rì quắp 2 chân vào như khỉ đu cây. Em ngửa cổ ra khiến tôi ko thể hôn vào môi em được. Tôi liền hôn vào cổ rồi liếm dần xuống dưới cổ, 2 tay thì vẫn bóp. EM dường như càng lúc càng ngửa ra, nụ hôn tôi trượt dần xuống và đụng phải những chiếc nút cài chéo ở cổ.
Thế là tôi ngậm và kéo cổ áo, từng chiếc nút cổ áo bung ra từ cổ tới phần trên ngực cô đó lộ dần cho tới lúc chiếc nút ở nách bị giật ra. Tới đó thì tôi nhìn thấy được một bàn tay tôi đang mân mó bầu vú của em, tôi hôn dồn dập vào phần ngực trên, ngực em phập phồng, em thở mạnh. Lần đầu nghe tiếng con gái thở mạnh ngay bên tai, tôi cảm giác có chút nước đã rỉ ra từ thằng nhỏ. Hứng lên, tôi ngậm lấy cổ áo đã bung, định kéo tiếp thì…
– Đừng, người ta thấy bi giờ.
Tôi giật thót, giờ mới nhớ ra mình đang trong quán cà phê. Vội rút tay ra, quay nhìn lại. Quán vắng, và cũng chẳng thấy người nào nhòm ngó tụi tôi.
Tôi hơi quê, quay lại nhìn em, em vẫn tư thế ngồi ngửa ra, ngực ưỡn lên khiêu khích, và vẫn nụ cười bí hiểm đó. Và lúc này trông em còn gợi cảm hơn vì hàng nút đã bị giật bung tới nách, nguyên phần ngực trên lộ ra, tôi nhìn chằm chằm vào phần ngực lộ ra đó, chợt nhìn thấy sợi dây vai của áo ngực buông chổng chơ, một đầu đã bị tháo. Còn sọi bên vai kia?
Nó bị áo che lại nên tôi ko biết là… Tôi nhìn xuống phần ngực em, bên dưới lớp áo, hình như một bên áo ngực đã tuột xuống, tôi có thể thấy cái núm đang nổi lên sau làm vải. Tôi liền níu em lại lần nữa, nhưng lần này em ko chịu nương theo nữa, em đẩy ra. Tôi lại nắm cánh tay kéo lại, loay hoay thế nào hồi sau em lại xoay lưng tựa vào tôi, mông em ép vào thằng nhỏ đang căng.
Tôi ôm chặt em lại. Lúc này em mới chịu ngồi yên. Lần này 2 tay tôi lại tiếp tục tiến vào dưới áo, tay trái thì luồn từ trên cổ xuống, nơi nhưng những chiếc cúc đã bị tháo. Tay trái luồn tới nơi thì bóp lấy bóp để. Em nhắm mắt nhắm mũi, người em thả lỏng ra té ngửa vào lòng tôi, tôi hôn lên cổ, rồi lên má em, trong lúc tay phải luồn từ dưới bụng lên, nhưng lần này tôi ko bóp.
Lúc tay tôi chạm vào chiếc áo ngực, tôi nắm lấy và kéo xuống, khá dễ dàng, chiếc áo ngực tuột ra hoàn toàn. Đúng là lúc nãy em đã tháo luôn cả 2 dây vai. Làm sao em làm được chuyện này trong tư thế tôi ôm chặt em nhỉ???
Em rướn lên và thì thầm vào tai tôi “Quà cho anh đó”.
Tôi nhìn xuống, trong tay tôi là chiếc áo ngực của em. Tôi có thể nhìn thấy núm vú em lộ dưới làn áo. Một cảm giác tê rần đầu cu và gót chân, cảm giác càng lúc càng buốt, thằng nhỏ muốn nổ. Hình như em cảm thấy điều đó, em cạ mông vào đũng quần tôi, nhìn tôi bằng nụ cười tủm tỉm. Khiêu khích(lại nụ cười đó, tôi bị nụ cười đó ám ảnh mãi những năm về sau)
Tôi đưa cái áo ngực lên ngửi một cái, ôi mùi da thịt em.
– Cất đi, người ta thấy.
Một tay tôi vẫn bóp vú trong lúc tay kia tôi nhét nhanh áo ngực em vào ba lo, Tôi hứng quá rồi, tôi 2 má em ửng hồng, thật ko chịu được. Tay còn lại tức tốc thọc vào áo em, bóp lấy bóp để bầu vú còn lại. Ôi 2 bầu vú mềm mại trong 2 tay tôi, tôi cứ nắn cứ bóp thỏa thích. Tôi hôn lên môi em, rất bạo gan, tôi đang trong cơn cuồng dâm.
Em tránh né nụ hôn làm tôi hôn trượt lên má, tôi mặc kệ hôn tiếp lên tai rồi kéo xuống cổ em. 2 tay vẫn nắn bóp. Tự dưng em ưỡn người lên một cái, tay em luồn ra sau lưng và đè lên đũng quần tôi. Và em rướn lên ngậm lấy dái tai của tôi, em hôn lên má, liếm má rồi liếm tai. Cái cảm giác rát buốt đầu cu và gót chân càng lúc càng mạnh. Tay em chợt bóp vào đũng quần tôi, bóp chặt lấy thằng nhỏ của tôi. Tôi quíu người bóp mạnh 2 bầu vú. Tôi nghe em “ứ” lên một tiếng. Tiếng kêu thật gợi cảm. Tôi muốn nghe lại một lần nữa, tôi bóp 2 bầu vú mạnh hơn, những ngón tay tôi kẹp chặt vào 2 núm vú. Lần này là một tiếng “ứ” kèm theo một tiếng thở mạnh.
Hơi thở em dồn dập, tay tôi cứ nắn bóp, những tiếng “ứ ứ ứ” nho nhỏ cứ vang lên lên bên tai tôi, những ngón tay tôi kẹp 2 núm vú của em day qua day lại, tay em bóp rồi nhả nhà rồi bóp đũng quần tôi. Tôi nhìn thấy hai chân em kẹp chặt lại, cạ hai má đùi vào nhau, đều đều theo nhịp thở. Lúc đó tôi chưa biết hành động đó tức là gì, chỉ thấy thật gợi tình. Em lại rướn người lên ngoạm lấy vành tai, liếm vào lỗ tai.
Cảm giác tê buốt cả tai, cảm giác rần rần, cả người tôi co giật, 2 bàn tay bóp chặt vú, kẹp chặt núm. Em lại “Ứ” lên một tiếng rõ to, tay em bóp chặt vào thằng nhỏ đang cương trong đũng quần tôi. Tôi tê buốt cả người, tay tôi càng bóp chặt vú thì tay em càng bóp chặt đũng quần, và rồi cảm giác như thằng nhỏ tuôn trào. Tôi cảm thấy ướt ướt xung quanh đầu cu. Một cảm giác khó tả, mắt tôi nhắm nghiền, tôi như lịm đi trong vài phút. Trong vài phút đó thằng nhỏ của tôi cứ tiết ra cái chất nhờn nóng ấm liên tục, tôi cảm giác được chất nhờn cứ loang dần bên trong quần lót.
Tới lúc tôi mở mắt ra, thấy em đang nhìn tôi, cười tủm tỉm(lại nữa, hình như em biết tôi vừa xuất). Em rút tay ra và tựa hẳn vào tôi. 2 tay tôi vẫn còn bóp nhè nhẹ bầu vú. Tôi đang tận hưởng chút dư ba còn sót lại của cảm giác vừa qua. Chúng tôi cứ ngồi yên như thế.
– Tối rồi, mình về thôi.
– Ừ, về thôi.
Tôi rút tay ra khỏi áo em. Em cài lại nút áo cổ, tôi định gọi tính tiền thì em ngăn lại.
– Khoan đã, như thế này sao em về.
Tôi nhìn lại. Và chợt “à” lên. Em vội bịt mồm tôi lại.
Hai núm vú em đang căng cứng, lồi lên sau lớp áo. Tôi quan tâm thấy ngực em lúc ko có áo ngực vẫn có cùng kích thước đó. Chỉ là lúc có áo ngực thì ngực tròn, còn như lúc này ko có thì thấy 2 núm nhỏ cứ đội lên. Giờ sao? Hay là trả áo ngực cho em?
Tôi liền đưa áo khoác cho em: Em mặc vào, cho đỡ lạnh luôn. Đêm lạnh lắm.
– Ơ, sao ko trả cho em.
– Em cho anh rồi nhưng?
– Đổi ý rồi, giờ thì em đòi lại, trả đây.
– Thôi anh bù bằng áo khoác của anh đó, Cho anh đi.
– Hứ, ko.
Vừa lúc đó người phục vụ đi từ xa bước lại. Em vội mặc áo khoác vào, kéo kín tới cổ.
– Em xin lỗi anh chị, nhưng tới giờ quán đóng cửa rồi. Đây là bill tính tiền ạ.
Tôi liền trả tiền và kéo em ra khỏi quán. Tôi còn nghe em làu bàu sau lưng: “Hôm nay thì mặc đỡ thôi, lần sau em đòi lại đó”.
– Lần sau đi rồi tính.
Tôi chẳng nhớ nổi mình đã về nhà như thế nào. Chỉ biết rằng lúc vào nhà thay đồ. Cái quần lót đã ướt nhẹp tinh dịch.

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