Chapter 586- Cum Stuffed Pussy
Meihua’s enormous tits bounced wildly as the other two elders sucked harder, their wrinkled mouths leaving red marks on her milky skin. Her stiff nipples poked out like fat berries, tugged and bitten gently.
She lay there on the table, body betraying her with automatic arousal. The deep overwhelming pleasure other women whispered about stayed just out of reach, but the physical sensations overwhelmed her thick frame anyway.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
"Unghh... M-More~? Anhgh?!!"
Her internal voice screamed silently: my cunt feels so full of this old man’s modest meat, walls squeezing him tight, juices coating his wrinkled shaft as he grinds against my hairy lips.
Old Man Liu shuddered, face contorting. He came hard, the first blast shooting modest warmth deep into her pussy.
"Ah," he groaned. "Ah. What a pussy."
He pulled out slowly, seed already leaking from her stretched hole.
Old Man Wei immediately took his place, abandoning her tits. His five-inch cock, the smallest, pressed against her cum-slick entrance and slid in like a finger into a well-used glove.
"Ah," he panted. "Ah. Zhou was right. So fucking wet."
He fucked her with desperate, hurried pace, hips snapping forward rapidly. His small balls slapped against her thick ass with soft wet sounds that grew louder.
Pah Pah! PAH!
"Hngh~! Oungh~!! HIEKK~!!!"
Meihua’s cries echoed under the lanterns, her massive boobs heaving with every thrust, nipples glistening with spit.
Her mind reeled: this tiny old cock is battering my puffy cunt so fast, mixing their loads inside me, making my thick thighs quiver as more seed pushes out around him. I feel so sloppy, so used.
Paaaah! Paaaah!
"AAANGHH~~!! NIEENGHHT~! HAAIYAANGH~!!"
Old Man Wei’s wrinkled face buried between her jiggling tits again, sucking noisily while pounding away. Her enormous pale mounds smothered his cheeks, soft flesh enveloping him completely.
The wine soaked deeper into her back, cool against her heated skin. Her dark-haired pussy stretched around his modest girth, puffy lips gripping him tightly with each withdrawal.
Pah! Pah PAH!
"Unghh... I-I’m... c-clenching... Anhgh?!!"
She felt every slap of his loose balls against her ass, the vulgar wet smacks driving her body higher even if her mind tried to drift away. Thick thighs wrapped around him instinctively, pulling him closer.
Old Man Wei came suddenly, grunting like an animal. His seed mixed with Liu’s inside her cunt, two modest loads pooling deep and running down her inner thighs onto the table in sticky rivulets.
"Ahh fuck," he gasped. "Good... so good."
Old Man Chen was last, having sucked her tits raw the whole time. His six-inch cock throbbed neglected and angry red. He pushed into her now, groaning loud as her cum-filled walls accepted him easily, slick with the other men’s loads.
"Ah," he moaned. "Ah. Zhou’s wife. Zhou’s sloppy, fuckable wife."
He thrust harder than the others, making her thick body rock on the table.
Pah Pah PAH!
"Hngh~! Oungh~!! HIEKK~!!!"
Meihua’s cries turned louder, more broken as his cock stirred the mess inside her hairy pussy.
Her internal sensations exploded: their combined cum acts like lubricant, letting him glide so deep into my stretched cunt, walls fluttering around every veiny inch while my enormous tits bounce painfully against my chest.
Paaaah! PAAAH!
"AAANGHH~~!! NIEENGHHT~! HAAIYAANGH~!!"
Her puffy nipples stood erect, red from constant sucking, as Chen’s hands mauled her heavy boobs, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh.
The lantern light flickered across her thick pale body, highlighting the handprints and bite marks on her jiggling tits. Seed leaked constantly from where his cock pounded in and out.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
"Unghh... Too much~... Grandfather... Anhgh?!!"
She imagined herself as nothing but a cumdump for these elders, her body reacting like a bitch in heat, pussy producing more slickness to ease their old cocks.
Old Man Chen lasted only three frantic minutes before shuddering. He pressed his wrinkled face against one enormous tit and released his load deep inside her with a long groan.
The warmth flooded her, mixing everything into a creamy mess that gushed out when he finally pulled free.
Then it was over.
The three old men stood back, adjusting their robes and tucking away their spent cocks. They looked at Meihua on the table with satisfied, proprietary expressions, like men who had devoured a feast.
"Good," Old Man Liu said, wiping his mouth.
"Very good," Old Man Wei agreed, still breathing hard.
They walked away slowly, disappearing into the night without looking back.
Meihua lay on the table for a long moment, chest heaving.
The seed of three men leaked steadily from her swollen pussy onto the wooden surface, thick white globs mixing with the red wine. The torn remnants of her dress clung wetly to her shoulders and hips. Her enormous tits were covered in wrinkled handprints and the shiny wet trails from old men’s hungry mouths.
She sat up slowly, carefully. Her thick body moved with heavy, exhausted deliberation, thighs sticking together from all the cum.
Inside, her mind whirled with filthy aftershocks: my hairy cunt feels so full and ruined, walls still twitching from their loads, every movement making more seed drip down my ass crack.
She gathered the torn fabric around her voluptuous frame as best she could, covering her massive leaking tits and sticky pussy.
Bare feet on the cold stone, she walked away from the table, away from the lantern tree, away from the distant festival noise. Her thick thighs rubbed together with every step, pussy leaking continuously down her legs.
The cool night air kissed her exposed skin, making her puffy nipples tighten again. She needed to wash, to clean the evidence of being used so thoroughly by those three old men.
But deep down, her body still hummed with the vulgar memories, the Pah Pah echoes of flesh on flesh, her own slutty cries ringing in her ears.
Her enormous tits swayed heavily as she moved, dark nipples brushing the torn cloth. The sticky mess between her legs reminded her constantly of how easily her hairy cunt had taken them all.
She slipped into the shadows, heading toward the river, mind replaying every thrust, every moan that had been ripped from her throat.
Pah... the imagined sounds lingered.
Her thick ass jiggled with each step, cheeks still red from the slapping.
"I... I... should wash...", she thought, feeling another glob of cum slide out of her well-fucked pussy.
The pond was at the town’s edge.
A small, natural spring, its surface dark and still in the moonlight. The willows around it hung their branches low, creating a private space that the festival noise reached only as a distant murmur.
Meihua waded in.
The water was cold. She gasped as it touched her thighs, her pussy, her bare ass. She walked until the water reached her waist, then her chest, the surface lapping against her enormous tits.
She spread her legs.
Like a frog, as she had learned to do in the village bathhouse when she needed to clean herself thoroughly. Her thick thighs open wide, her dark-haired pussy exposed beneath the water’s surface.
She reached down.
Her fingers pressed into her own cunt, feeling the wetness of the old men’s seed, the three loads mixing inside her. She began to scoop it out, her fingers working the walls, pushing the thick white fluid from her hole.
It floated in the water around her.