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@XuHaoHaoXu · 2026-10-10 10:21

Every time we tried to have sex, he would go soft just as the tip of his dick reached my entrance. In the end, he could only tuck it back into his pants and pleasure me the way he had when we were dating—with his hands, his mouth, his tongue, and all kinds of toys until I came. That night, I finally couldn’t take it anymore. After showering, I pulled him onto the bed and stared seriously into his face. “Honey, you have erectile dysfunction, don’t you?” Before he could answer, I took his hand. “It’s okay!” “We’ll go see a doctor tomorrow. If we get treatment early, I’m sure we can…” I couldn’t finish my sentence. He turned his head and chuckled. “No.” “It’s not what you think. There’s nothing wrong with my sexual function.” I froze. “…Then why do you go soft every single time, right when we’re about to do it?” I looked up at him. “Is it me? Am I turning you off?” He pulled me into his arms. “Not that either.” His fingers rested against the inside of my thigh. “I just think your little pussy is so pitiful.” “Such a tiny little thing, yet it has to take a dick that big. Poor thing.” I slowly pulled myself away from him and stared at him in disbelief. “…What are you talking about? You think… it’s pitiful? Pitiful?” He adjusted his position and had me sit on his lap, facing away from him. He lifted my nightdress, pulled aside the crotch of my panties, and gently caressed my pussy. His lips hovered beside my ear. “Look at it. It’s so tiny.” “Not even as big as my palm. So soft and chubby, cute and pitiful.” His lips brushed against the edge of my ear. “If I put it inside you, I’d definitely stretch it too much.” “Baby, do you want to be stretched like that? Would you end up crying your eyes out?” My face instantly turned red, from the tips of my ears all the way down to my neck. I pushed against his shoulders. “What are you saying… I… I’m not pitiful! I wouldn’t be crying!” It took me a moment to realize what was happening. “…Were you just seducing me?” He raised an eyebrow slightly. “Not exactly. I really do feel protective of you.” I looked down at my wet pussy and covered my face in despair. “…I don’t care whether you have a problem or not. You’ve succeeded either way… I’m turned on now.” He leaned closer, wrapping one arm around my waist while moving his other hand lower. “Oh? Then do you want me? If you do, you need to tell me properly.” “Tell me you really want it, that it’s not just a passing impulse, and that this is what you choose.” I leaned against his shoulder and guided his wrist, letting him slide his fingers inside me. “…I want you. I want yours… Big bro… I want it… Please give it to me…” His fingertip traced gentle circles around my entrance. “Be specific. What do you want?” I pushed against his shoulder in frustration. “You’re doing this on purpose!” He smirked. “Yes and no. I really want to hear you say it yourself.” I reached behind me and touched his hard dick. “…I want you. I want that… inside me.” He sighed. “Still not enough. But… that’ll do.” He held me by the waist, lifted me up, and gently laid me on the bed. He hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them off. Then he gripped his painfully swollen dick and stroked it a few times. His eyes never left my face. “I’m sorry, baby…” “For now, I can only look at your face. I can’t look at your pussy.” I panted heavily, looking back at him through tear-filled eyes. It was all too overwhelming. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down toward me. “Mmm… it’s okay. I want you… I want you inside me… Make love to me…” He swallowed hard, and his dick followed, pushing past my entrance and sliding all the way inside. I tilted my head back, furrowed my brows, and bit my lip. “Mmngh!”

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