I was greatly excited; perhaps the clues to my memories lay within. But as the light slowly transformed into a picture, what appeared before me was a dimly lit, ambiguous room.
"Mmm, sizzle…"
The sound was like wet, slippery flesh writhing against each other, accompanied by sticky, churning movements. A seductive moan and heavy, panting breath filled the air, overflowing with an indescribable, intense desire.
In the dim light, two naked bodies were entwined, man on top, woman on the bottom. The woman's upper body was slender, her lower body voluptuous. Her snow-white, voluptuous figure was exquisitely curvaceous, her waist arched, and her long, shapely legs were wrapped around the man's strong waist.
Her toes were flattened, her snow-white feet intertwined, seemingly tormented by intense desire. Her jet-black hair, as dark as ink yet gleaming with a silken sheen, was draped across the bed and pillows, its smooth, unrestrained flow like the fragrance of moonlight, like a black, gleaming gemstone, exceptionally captivating.
The woman's skin was as white as snow, her beautifully shaped chin slightly upturned. Her luscious red lips were pressed tightly against the man's, their lips rubbing and sucking, intimately intertwined, yet the most intense passion emanated from their mouths, from which came wet, sticky sounds.
The man's muscles were exceptionally lean, his muscular waist and hips rising and falling with each thrust. A thick, glistening, rod-like object slowly entered and exited between her round, full, snow-white buttocks, each time sinking to the very root, even deliberately twisting slightly around her upturned buttocks.
Each time, the woman beneath him trembled and whimpered. Suddenly, she threw her head back, her black hair flowing, her two large, snow-white breasts pressing against the man's chest, letting out a soft, trembling cry.
"Ugh...you bad boy...don't touch...you touch there...ah..."
The man, panting, moved closer to the woman's smooth, snow-white neck, kissing and nibbling with excitement, saying, "...Where doesn't Tang want me to touch?"
The woman moaned, her head tilted back, her ears flushed red, her beautiful, alabaster hands caressing the man's firm back. Her unpainted nails, though delicate, were a vibrant pink, like cherry blossom petals tracing the defined lines of his skin, accompanied by soft, plaintive moans, brimming with seductive allure.
"No, don't touch...my...cervix...ahhhhh!"
The man was clearly aroused, arching his back and draping her long, shapely legs over his arms. His hips suddenly accelerated, his thick, long penis rapidly thrusting in and out between her peach-like buttocks, making a squelching sound and splashing droplets of fluid.
"Bad...guy...ah...idiot...ah..."
A pair of snow-white arms wrapped delicately around the man's neck. Her round, perky, full breasts trembled like snowflakes melting with each thrust, creating countless alluring waves. Her two delicate nipples, like red plum blossoms in the wind, danced and swayed on snow-covered peaks.
Watching this scene unfold before my eyes, my heart felt as if it were falling into an abyss, icy cold, a dizzying sensation of falling...
Although here, the man and woman's faces were shrouded in a thin mist, their features obscured, only vaguely visible like flowers seen through a fog. Their voices also seemed distorted, making them indistinguishable.
But that familiar feeling, so ingrained in my bones, the intimacy and seductive charm in her voice, sent a sweet and sour, tingling sensation through me, especially that shy, reproachful, yet tender "Silly boy."
It clenched my heart. I saw her embracing the man, her face flushed with shyness and charm, her expression delicate, her eyes fixed on him. A wave of inexplicable jealousy washed over me.
It was as if that one word had touched the softest spot in my heart.
I desperately wanted to rush over, even though I had no idea who the two people in the bed were, but an urge surged within me to stop it at all costs!
However, I only had one "perspective," and it was even unknown whether this was a bizarre dream. No matter how anxious I was, it was useless.
I could only be a spectator, helplessly and reluctantly watching it all unfold.
"Want me to...keep rubbing you?" the man said to the beauty, thrusting his hips. "Ugh...no...I'll...pee!"
The beauty suddenly let out a sharp cry. The man's constantly thrusting penis suddenly plunged in completely, pressing tightly against her tender, moist vulva, his hips twisting and turning slightly.
"Ah, ugh...so...you hate it...disappeared...for so long...ah, as soon as you come back, you're going to bully me..."
The man smiled slightly, panting, and pulled the beauty's smooth, slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand. In a mysteriously excited tone, he said, "So...do you like it?"
The beauty suddenly looked at him with deep emotion, her eyes brimming with an indescribable joy, delight, shyness, allure, and the fear of losing her like a fawn.
"I just want you... don't leave again."
"I don't want to watch you disappear... you bad boy, you idiot..."
"I know... this might be a dream... but even in a dream... I don't want to see you disappear again..."
"Keep holding me tight... fuck me..."
Faced with the beauty's tender and affectionate confession, the man seemed stunned for a moment, then revealed a strange and excited expression. He reached his large hands to the beauty's knees, hoisting her two rounded, slender, and exquisitely smooth legs onto his shoulders, then leaned his entire body forward.
With a creak of the bed, the beauty's entire snow-white, lamb-like body was instantly pressed down, her knees squeezed together, her full, snow-white buttocks raised high, and her long, white legs, almost half the length of her delicate body, were pressed behind her head by the man leaning down.
Her small, delicate feet stretched out, her breasts pressed between her knees, fuller and more rounded like coconuts, their peaks erect, the rosy nipples pressed against the man's firm chest and abdomen. A soft, wet sound came from above, but her raised head was locked in a passionate kiss with the man's lowered head.
In this position, the beauty's plump buttocks faced the sky, the man's strong, powerful buttocks covering them, his penis almost perfectly straight, thrusting directly into her vagina without any bend or resistance.
Her smooth, hairless labia, soft like the slits of white steamed buns, were squeezed and stretched open by the thick penis, the pink flesh peeking out. At the tip of her vulva, where the penis had forced it open, a slightly protruding, rosy bud-like tip of flesh was revealed.
In this challenging position, the two kissed passionately, their lower bodies twisting and turning, causing a gurgling sound to rise from her vulva. Her delicate labia parted, pink and red, dripping with fluid.
The thick, engorged penis, with its prominent veins, deliberately rubbed against her tender clitoris with each thrust. The delicate clitoris visibly trembled and swelled. As if noticing this, the man suddenly twisted his hips, his thick, white, wet penis abruptly withdrawing from her vulva.
It was as if a towering pillar of flesh had suddenly grown from a peach. It paused briefly until only the glans remained inside her vaginal opening, then plunged in with irresistible force!
"Ahhh...!"
Like a fleshy dagger penetrating a hole, the slightly curved shaft scraped against the clitoris before thrusting in all the way. After only four or five thrusts, the beauty whimpered, arching her back and trembling, crying out incessantly, her jade toes curling tightly like delicate pink pearls.
A gush of fluid suddenly gushed from her hairless, tender honeyed orifice, gushing forth with each trembling of her snow-white waist, the almond-milk-like liquid splashing everywhere.
The air was filled with a sweet, musky scent, exuding an indescribable allure and decadence.
As the beauty trembled with climax, the man couldn't help but raise his head, his face displaying an expression of both pain and pleasure, a mixture of discomfort and liberation.
He savored the waves of seemingly endless pinching and biting within her honeyed vagina, praising to himself, "Indeed, when she's awake... Tang really knows how to bite."