Diary of a Friend with Benefits

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Before I went to Australia, I was a nurse at a central hospital in Shanghai. My husband had been a technician in a factory. In December 1989, he went to Australia to study at his own expense. We had only been married for six months, and I was only twenty-one. We had originally planned to go to Australia together, but because the money we borrowed was only enough to pay for one person's tuition, he had to go alone first.
During the year my husband was in Australia, he often wrote letters and called home. Although we were separated by thousands of miles, our hearts were closely connected. I missed him very much. But then, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.
In August 1992, a Taiwanese man surnamed Zhang came to my house. He said he had come from Australia and knew my husband, so he came to Shanghai to visit me.
Mr. Zhang was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, of average appearance, overweight, and wore glasses. He wasn't very likable at first glance, but he spoke very sweetly and was very understanding. From him, I learned that my husband had worked for his cleaning company, but had now found a better job.
Because we both spoke Mandarin and got along well, we quickly became good friends. He said he was in mainland China on business and would be staying for a while, hoping I could show him around Shanghai. He added that I was very beautiful and wondered how my husband could bear to leave such a beauty alone in the country.
When I asked about my husband, he said he was doing well, earning over 500 Australian dollars a week, living alone in his own apartment, and living quite happily. Mr. Zhang's expression was strange as he said this. When I pressed him about why I hadn't heard from him, he changed the subject, saying he would explain later.
I felt something was wrong. 500 Australian dollars is equivalent to 3,000 RMB, which is over 10,000 RMB a month. Why hadn't I received a single penny from my husband in all these years?
It was already past nine o'clock when Mr. Zhang said goodbye, leaving a business card with his phone number at the Jinjiang Hotel.
After he left, I prepared to go to sleep. I changed into my pajamas and suddenly saw my body in the mirror. Remembering Mr. Zhang's words, I couldn't help but examine myself. My husband had been gone for almost three years, but I hadn't changed much. I still had fair skin, long legs, full and firm breasts, and a pair of large, watery eyes on my oval face. My smile was very charming, and my abdomen was still like it was when I was sixteen or seventeen, without an ounce of excess fat. Thinking about how I'd been left alone in China all these years while my husband was living a good life abroad, perhaps even forgetting me
, tears streamed down my face. I couldn't sleep again and didn't close my eyes all night.
To find out the truth about my husband's situation in Australia, I called Mr. Zhang's hotel the next afternoon. Mr. Zhang very politely invited me to his place to talk and immediately took a taxi to pick me up. When we arrived at the New Jinjiang Hotel, I was very nervous, as it was my first time in such a luxurious hotel. When I saw Mr. Zhang, all the words I wanted to say vanished. Instead, Mr. Zhang took the initiative to ask me how I was doing and if I missed my husband. This made me feel very warm. Before I knew it, it was dinnertime. Mr. Zhang invited me to a restaurant. We drank a bottle of beer, and he said he had traveled to many places in the world, but he had rarely seen a girl as charming and beautiful as me, and so devoted to her husband, waiting for him for years. His words almost brought me to tears. Seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately took me out of the restaurant, saying he would take me to his room to rest until I calmed down before sending me home.
I reluctantly followed him to the room. After we sat down, he poured two glasses of liquor from the small bar and we drank together. I felt a little tipsy, my face flushed, and my heart pounding. At that moment, I mustered my courage and asked Mr. Zhang if my husband had found someone else in Australia. He smiled and said, "How could a single man abroad not have a woman? How could he have endured all these years without a woman?"
I said I didn't believe him, and he laughed, saying, "If I can prove it, how will you thank me?"
I bowed my head and said, "Whatever I have, I can give it to you.
" He casually handed me a phone number and said, "You can make long-distance calls to Australia from here. I'll pay the call fee. You'll know everything immediately. This is your husband's latest phone number."
I immediately dialed the number with trembling hands. A girl with a Beijing accent answered. When she learned who I was looking for, she said he had gone to work and wouldn't be back until midnight.
I suddenly realized that my husband was living with another woman. I sat there, holding the phone, motionless. Mr. Zhang reached out and took the phone. Then he said gently, "Think positively! Your beauty can help you start your life anew. You just promised that whatever you have, you can give it to me. I've liked you so much since I first saw you, you know? I've been missing you terribly!" "
As he spoke, he began to unbutton the back of my dress. I looked up and saw Mr. Zhang gazing at me with tender affection. I felt a pang of fear; after all, this was the first man besides my husband. But then I thought, if my husband is so heartless, why should I remain chaste? Besides, I had promised to repay Mr. Zhang. Although I hadn't explicitly meant having a physical relationship with him, what else could I possibly offer?
I slowly closed my eyes. Mr. Zhang understood my heart. After gently unbuttoning my dress, he carried me to the large sofa bed, took off my shoes, and even removed my socks. He began to caress my feet, inch by inch, moving up my legs. As he stroked, he praised my feet, saying they were small and exquisite, very cute. He also said my legs were not only long but also snow-white." Her legs were delicate and alluring.
His touch felt wonderful, and his praise made me feel lightheaded. In my ecstasy, he began to caress my breasts with his other hand, circling them to my nipples. Then he sucked on them, and under the influence of his tongue, waves of pleasure flowed between my thighs. I felt completely lightheaded, and I couldn't help but kiss him. Our tongues intertwined, the sensation indescribably wonderful.
Then, he withdrew his hand, removed his own clothes and pants, and took off the last piece of clothing on me. My panties flew off the bed. He further caressed my vulva, inserting his fingers into my vagina. I felt an increasingly exciting stimulation around my clitoris, and I couldn't help but moan softly. My heart yearned for… He inserted his penis into my body, just like my husband used to, filling my vagina. I had been empty for years and desperately needed to be.
He didn't keep me waiting long; his penis finally entered me. To be honest, the feeling was even more stimulating than when my husband was with me. I writhed like a madwoman. We made love for a full hour. Three times I almost fainted from pleasure. When I reached my final orgasm, Mr. Zhang finally ejaculated inside me. Only then did I remember that I hadn't used any contraception, but according to calculations, I shouldn't be pregnant now.
He stayed on me for a while before pulling out his penis. I glanced at it sideways; it was still seven inches long, thick and large. No wonder I had felt so ecstatic. We didn't say anything more and fell asleep in each other's arms.
When I woke up, my pillow... There was an envelope beside me with a note and 1,000 yuan inside. It was left for me by Mr. Zhang; he had business to attend to and had left early. The 1,000 yuan was for me to buy new summer clothes. I looked up and saw milk, bread, and jam on the table—my breakfast. I was very grateful. I took a shower and went to work.
From then on, I went to Mr. Zhang's place almost every night. His bed was more comfortable than mine, the room smelled of perfume, and his sexual skills were superb, far superior to my husband's. I had no reason not to offer myself to him. Every time we made love, he would try various positions to enter my body, bringing me endless novelty and excitement. He also brought some pornographic videotapes, the boldness of which was astonishing. I finally had my eyes opened. When I saw some scenes of group sex, I became even more excited and hugged him tightly.
Mr. Zhang laughed and said, "I'll invite a few friends later, like in the movies, to play with you all at once!"
I thought he was joking and laughed back, "You wouldn't dare do that!"
That night, we played wildly again. He imitated what you see in porn videos, putting his penis in my mouth. Although I felt it was lewd, I was too embarrassed to refuse him. He also licked and kissed my vulva, teasing my sensitive clitoris with his tongue, making me shiver all over. He would sometimes insert his penis into my vagina and thrust in and out, and sometimes he would put the glans into my mouth and make me suck on it. Finally, he ejaculated in my mouth. One
night, I waited for Mr. Zhang to come back to his room. Around 10 p.m., Mr. Zhang brought back two friends. They were his business partners, and I was quite familiar with them. As soon as we all sat down, Mr. Zhang said, "Today, let's play an exciting game. We'll play cards, a game of 'fighting for the top,' and whoever loses has to take off their clothes until they're naked."
Then, we drank and played. That day, I had a lot of luck, and they lost all the time. When the two men were almost completely naked, each only wearing shorts, I had only taken off my shirt. But then, for some reason, I started to lose control and ended up almost completely naked as well. The two men were drooling over me.
Mr. Zhang finally spoke up, laughing as he said to me, "Ah Zhu, it's rare to be so happy today, why don't you be a little more unrestrained and let everyone have some fun?"
I lowered my head, blushing, and remained silent. But as soon as he finished speaking, the two men pounced on me and lifted me onto the bed. At this point, I was actually incredibly excited, so I let them grope me all over. Mr. Zhang watched with glee, taking out his large penis for amusement. I was on top of one man, with a penis inserted into my vagina and the glans of another man's penis in my mouth. Finally, Mr. Zhang crawled behind me and inserted his large penis into my anus. We were having more fun than watching porn. I had never been so excited. In the end, all three men ejaculated in my mouth, vagina, and anus. Although I was left looking less than human, I had reached the peak of my orgasm.
After resting for a while, they helped me to the bathroom to wash up, and then they played around in the bathroom again. This time, although I didn't have as intense an orgasm as before, when the man who had ejaculated in my mouth earlier thrust his penis into my vagina, I was once again brought to ecstasy. His glans was particularly large, like a mushroom. It didn't feel like much when it was in my mouth, but now that it was inside my vagina, I knew how good it was.
There were three men, and I was just a woman. So I still had to satisfy the other two men with my mouth and anus. The man who had ejaculated in my vagina earlier now inserted his penis into my anus. Then he sat on the toilet seat, holding my spread legs, letting the man with the large glans thrust into my vagina. Mr. Zhang stood beside me, feeding his penis into my mouth. This time, they played until they ejaculated all over my body before washing and drying me, and then carrying me to the large bed in the bedroom to sleep.
In the blink of an eye, another year had passed. In May of this year, I suddenly received a letter from Australia, sent by my husband whom I hadn't heard from in a long time. In the letter, he said that two years ago, while working in Australia and exhausted, he was hit by a car late one night on his way home. Because his visa had expired, he used someone else's health insurance card to get hospitalized. Due to brain damage, he suffered temporary memory loss, which has only recently fully recovered. Now that he has obtained his Australian identity card, he urged me to immediately apply to go to Australia to reunite with him.
When I took this letter to Mr. Zhang, his true colors were revealed. He admitted, "The story about your husband living with another woman was fabricated. The woman you called last time was just my housekeeper. Because I liked you so much, I had to use her to deceive you. Actually, I really didn't know your husband was hospitalized. I also thought he had found someone else. Now that he wants to take you there, even if I like you, I dare not keep you any longer. As long as you want to go, I will do my best to find connections to help you with your immigration procedures.
What else can I say? I've slept with him far more times than with my husband, but my husband and I are still husband and wife, and we had a passionate love affair before we got married. I thought he had found someone else in another place, so I turned to another man. Now, my misunderstanding of my husband has been cleared up. The truth is that I was unfaithful to him, and I don't want to make that mistake anymore. From my past relationship with my husband, I know he must be anxiously waiting for me. I don't want to disappoint him. In any case, I must meet him first.
" With Mr. Zhang's help, my procedures were quickly approved. I went to say goodbye to Mr. Zhang. He asked me to spend one last passionate night with him. Actually, I was inclined to do so too. I hadn't seen him for quite some time. That night, I was prepared to let him have his way. However, he didn't wolf me down. He held my naked body in his arms, caressing and fondling it carefully, just like on our first night together. He held my feet, sucking on my toes with his lips, licking between my toes with his tongue. He kissed every inch of my body, and I temporarily set aside my feelings for my husband. And with this man who used deception... The man who had tricked me into having sex with me was now making love to me wildly. You could say he had successfully tamed me into a wanton slut, or you could say I was desperately trying to get justice for being deceived. I was extremely wanton, seductively demanding from him again and again. He, exhausted, ejaculated inside me five times, until I too was exhausted, finally stopping this unusual act of intercourse.
Mr. Zhang and I were on the same plane back to Australia, but he didn't leave the airport with me. When my husband and I kissed, I saw him still standing in the distance, until I...

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