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Chapter 1: A Helpless Affair and an Irrelevant Climax Old streets, alleys, and low-rise houses are scattered haphazardly in the corners of the city. This is my home. Yesterday, my home was happy and warm. Although it was a bit poor, I always felt I was the happiest person because I had a virtuous and beautiful wife, Wang Yanjuan. Our parents were friends from the same factory, and our families were very close. When I was ten years old, my father passed away from illness. My mother raised my brother and me with great difficulty. Wang Yanjuan's parents took good care of us, and from then on, Wang Yanjuan and I spent all our time playing together and going to school together. Perhaps it was fate's arrangement. On the day my brother was admitted to university and received his acceptance letter, my mother suddenly suffered a heart attack and died due to excessive excitement. This devastating news was like a bolt from the blue. My brother and I knelt beside our mother, weeping and wailing. My brother decided not to go to university and instead prepare to work to support the family. I was a high school freshman at the time, and my grades were average. To allow my older brother to go to university, I decided to drop out. We argued several times, but in the end, it was decided that my brother would continue his studies while I dropped out and went home. To support me, Wang Yanjuan's father went to the neighborhood committee multiple times. Through their mediation, I got a job as an apprentice in a community-run factory. My meager income barely covered our living expenses. I scrimped and saved to support my brother's education; you can imagine how difficult those days were. Wang Yanjuan didn't get into university after graduating high school and became a factory worker in a textile factory. During that time, she often helped me, secretly bringing me food. Naturally, we fell in love; those were the happiest times of my life. Her mother found out about our relationship but didn't scold us or say much. She simply called me to her home, talked to me, and quietly began preparing for our wedding. Our wedding was the simplest; the bedding was all handmade by my mother-in-law. My brother also came back specially. The whole family had a happy meal together, and that was it. I've always felt indebted to my parents-in-law and my wife for this. Our married life was filled with happiness and joy. I never felt tired, I showered my wife with love and care, and was extremely filial to my parents-in-law. My older brother graduated and stayed on to teach at the university. He soon got married too; his wife was his classmate, and her family was well-off. After his marriage, my brother lived with his parents-in-law. Because of our limited financial resources, we didn't have children yet, planning to wait a few years. Three years passed peacefully and happily. We were both twenty years old.Five years old. Perhaps it was all predestined. By chance, some of our classmates gathered, and Wang Zhongli, the one we used to dislike the most and who was the worst student, now appeared before us in all his glory. Back in school, he was the one who often wrote love letters and passed notes to Wang Yanjuan. In recent years, I heard he made a fortune in Guangzhou selling clothes. I didn't pay much attention to him; to be honest, I looked down on him. But not long after that gathering, my wife started to change. She started to care more about her appearance, and she began to speak to me with a hint of resentment. I tried my best to cheer her up, but she often spaced out and sighed inexplicably. July 6, 1995, just yesterday, the day that changed my life. In the morning, there was a meeting at the factory. The old factory director, with tears in his eyes, announced the list of layoffs. I was third on the list. I couldn't believe it was true. I don't know how I walked out of the factory; my mind was in turmoil. How could I tell my wife when I got home? Life was already tight at home, and now I was laid off. Sigh! The narrow alley became unusually dark, and my steps home were heavy. I took out my keys, gently opened the gate, and bent down to enter the small yard. "Huh?" Why was my wife's bicycle in the yard? Wasn't she at work? Why were the curtains drawn when the windows were open in broad daylight? I felt a surge of anger. As I walked to the door, I heard the creaking of the wooden bed and my wife's moans coming from the low window. My mind went completely blank. I knew that sound all too well. I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe it. My wife was cheating on me, having sex with someone else. No, no, I must have misheard, I must have misheard. I leaned against the wall, my trembling hand gently prying open the curtains a crack. The last thing a man wants to see was unfolding before my eyes: two naked bodies embracing on the bed. My wife's legs were spread, wrapped around a man's waist. The man's buttocks were thrusting, and I could clearly see his hard penis inside my wife's vagina, cum splattering everywhere, making a squelching sound as he fucked her. My eyes flashed with a fierce light of anger and shame. I could hear my own furious heart pounding. The man sat up, hugging my wife's waist, and said excitedly, "Juanzi, your pussy is so tight, I didn't expect you to be so horny, ah, ah, does it feel good when I fuck you? Haha, I'm better at fucking you than Ershun, right? Ah, ah, divorce him and be my wife, I'll fuck you every day, ah, ah..." My wife moaned, her distorted face flashing with a hint of unease and excitement. "Hmm, hmm, don't mention him, fuck me quickly, ah, ah, so good, so good, ah, ah!" Is this my wife? How could she say such lewd things? The man was Wang Zhongli, his big mouth sucking on Juanzi's nipple, humming and thrusting his ass. I angrily turned around, grabbed a wooden stick from the yard, stepped into the house through the low window, and kicked Wang Zhongli. His penis drew a line of liquid and fell off the bed with a "plop," and I raised the wooden stick. Juanzi rushed over in terror, hugging me and yelling, "Stop! Stop it! Zhongli, run!" Juanzi and I wrestled, while Wang Zhongli, clutching his clothes, darted out of the room, frantically pulled on his pants, and ran out into the yard. I couldn't accept this reality. I pushed my naked wife down, angrily pointing a wooden stick at her and shouting, "You slut! How could you do this to me? You're shameless! Are you really that cheap and deserving of being fucked? Tell me!" After a brief moment of panic and terror, Juanzi calmed down, sat on the ground, her hair disheveled, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Ershun, hit me if you want. I'm sorry. Now that you've caught me, I won't hide it from you anymore. This is the third time we've done this. Ershun, calm down." Calm down my ass! I grabbed my wife's hair, lifted her up, and threw her onto the bed. "Three times? How dare you say that? What am I to you? Tell me, give me a straight answer." Juanzi covered her face and cried, "Ershun, I've been married to you for three years. I've never doubted your love for me. I love you too, I'll love you for the rest of my life. But I can't live like this anymore. I thought that as long as we loved each other, even drinking cold water would be happiness. But we have to face reality. I've had enough. I've had enough of coming home with my head down, crouching, like I'm crawling through a mouse hole. This lousy house is so cramped, I can practically touch the ceiling with my hand. You know I'm having an affair, but do you know I've been laid off for half a month? I didn't dare tell you. I went out to look for work, but I was rejected time and time again. Do you know how desperate I was? After that gathering, Wang Zhongli often contacted me and invited me to dinner. Out of consideration for our classmates, I went. He gave me a gold necklace. You know I've always wanted a gold necklace, but we didn't have the money to buy one." He put it on me, knelt before me, and said he had always loved me, uttering many sweet words. I was confused, lost my sense of self. I was dazed when he pulled me to bed, dazed when he took me. I cried, cursed him, hit him. He begged me to divorce my husband and marry me. I didn't agree. I didn't love him, I hated him. Maybe it was my hypocrisy and vanity that got the better of me. In his bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror with the gold necklace, I knew I was finished. I was intoxicated, intoxicated by his large bathroom. I hated queuing for the toilet every morning, I hated having to shower in a basin. Ershun, I'm sorry, right there in the bathroom, he took me again. I didn't resist or struggle; I was the one who took the initiative. Call me cheap if you want. He promised to let me buy him clothes, promised to give me money, promised to buy me an apartment. I felt ashamed, I regretted it, I was afraid you'd know, but I couldn't resist the temptation. Ershun, I really want a comfortable home. I... I can't take it anymore, sob sob sob…” The wooden stick fell to the ground, my heart bled, and I sat on the floor in anguish. I had never been so sad. "A gold necklace, haha, a gold necklace can bury our love." I felt so guilty. A grown man, unable to even meet his wife's most basic needs—how pathetic! My wife lost her job, and I didn't even know. What kind of man am I? Sigh! So lonely, so painful. Looking at Juanzi, who was dressed, my heart ached. Juanzi gently pulled me up and said, "Ershun, I never thought of abandoning you, really. I just wanted us to have a comfortable home. Forgive my infidelity. Love can't put food on the table. I love you, that's enough. Let's both calm down, okay?" I sat blankly on the bed, endlessly thinking: love, family, family, love, money, love, money, family. For a day and a night, Juanzi and I sat there silently. As dawn broke, I let out a long breath and said firmly, "Juanzi, call Wang Zhongli here. I have something to say to you both. Don't worry, there won't be any arguments." Juanzi hesitated for a moment before going out to use a public phone to page Wang Zhongli. A little while later, Wang Zhongli arrived, looking somewhat fearful as he stood before me. Juanzi also stood on the ground with her head down. I pointed to the stool, gesturing for them to sit down, and said in a low, sorrowful voice, "Wang Zhongli, do you really love Juanzi?" Wang Zhongli blushed and said, "Yes, Ershun, I loved Juanzi when we were in school. Juanzi was the prettiest girl in our class, and I can never forget her. I did something wrong to you, and I... I'm willing to make it up to you. Ershun, just name your price." I looked at him with disdain and said, "You overestimate yourself, and you underestimate me, Ershun. Do you really want to marry Juanzi?" Wang Zhongli stood up and said, "Ershun, yes, I really do, I dream about it." I said coldly, "Fine, Juanzi and I will divorce today, and you can marry her openly and honestly." Juanzi burst into tears and said, "No, Ershun, no, no, I never thought about leaving you. You... please stop talking. I'll stop seeing him, okay?" I shook my head and said, "Juanzi, I've thought it through. I've wronged you so much these past few years. From the day you married me, I've treated you like a precious treasure, afraid to say a word to you. Now I realize that as a husband, that's not enough. But I have nothing else to give you. It's so sad. I don't resent you; I should thank you. In these past few years, I haven't even bought you a decent piece of clothing. There's nothing of value in this house; take whatever you like." Juanzi burst into tears, "No, no, Ershun, please stop. I'm sorry. Can we go back to the way things were before? Please stop, sob sob..." It was too late. My heart was dead. I smiled bitterly and said, "Juanzi, you should have the life you want. I can't give you that, but he can. Wang Zhongli, you must treat Juanzi well. Juanzi is timid; you must cherish and care for her. If you treat her badly, I won't let you off the hook." Wang Zhongli said excitedly, "Ershun, you're a real man. I've said so much today. I truly love Juanzi. Don't worry, I'll make Juanzi happy. If you ever need anything, just let me know, and I'll definitely help." There was no need for further words. I had no heart to listen to Juanzi's cries and pleas. Numbly, I saw Juanzi and Wang Zhongli off, watching Juanzi turn back again and again, her familiar figure slowly fading into the distance and disappearing. I returned home, collapsed onto the bed, and uncontrollably burst into tears. My family was broken, my wife belonged to someone else, I lost my job, everything was gone. Chapter 2Lost in my sister-in-law's disdain and misery, I ate and slept, waking up to eat, and after a few days, I had lost a lot of weight. I couldn't let myself sink into despair; I had to make something of myself. I pulled myself together and embarked on the arduous job search. I had no qualifications, no connections, and I knew firsthand how difficult it was to find work. After repeated failures, I had to rethink my approach. In my most vulnerable moments, the first thing I thought of was family. I went to my brother. I called him, briefly explained my situation, and said I planned to go to his place to ask him to help me find a job. He hesitated for a moment, then simply said, "Come on over, I'll pick you up." Locking the door, I cried. This home held so much of my heartache and happiness. Today, with an empty backpack, I was leaving. Goodbye, my home. I bowed deeply to the door and resolutely strode away. After a day's train journey, we arrived at the station. This vibrant coastal metropolis was brimming with energy. My brother took my backpack, and we hailed a taxi home. In the taxi, he told me, "When we get home, be polite to your sister-in-law. She's not a bad person, just a bit temperamental." I understood what he meant, and a sense of unease settled in my heart. We arrived at my brother's house, in an elegant neighborhood. He lived on the third floor. He opened the door, told me to change into slippers, and led me into the bedroom. I sat on the sofa, looking around at the spacious, bright, and clean living room—far larger than my dilapidated apartment. I couldn't help but envy my brother. The bedroom door opened, and a young, beautiful woman emerged, her hand covering her slightly protruding belly. She said coldly, "So you're Er Shun? Tired from the journey? Rest a bit, and have your brother cook for you." I quickly stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, it's been so long! I'm sorry to bother you. Are you pregnant?" She gave a curt "Mmm," turned, and went back into the bedroom, leaving my brother awkwardly speechless. I was furious. How could anyone treat a guest like this? I'm your own brother-in-law! During the meal, my sister-in-law remained cold and silent, making the meal incredibly awkward. After dinner, my sister-in-law and brother went into the bedroom. I clearly heard my sister-in-law loudly scolding my brother, "Where are you going to stay? I'm pregnant, it's so inconvenient! Don't you think about it? He even ran away with his wife, what kind of future can he have? You're just a teacher, how can you find him a job? Don't tell me to let him live here permanently, this is my house!" I couldn't take it anymore. I shouted, "Brother, I'm leaving!" I picked up my backpack and started putting on my shoes. My brother ran out and grabbed my backpack, "Don't listen to your sister-in-law! Where are you going? Put it down!" My sister-in-law walked over and coldly said, "Go ahead, I won't see you off." She then gave me a disdainful look. I will never forget that disdainful look. My brother reluctantly saw me downstairs. I really didn't want to talk to him, but he pleaded with me, and I finally went with him to his school dormitory. He stuffed five hundred yuan into my hand and said helplessly, "Ershun, I'm so sorry, I had no choice. We just don't have the money to buy a house. Sigh! You can stay here for now, I'll help you find a job. Get some rest." He then walked out of the dormitory with his head down. My heart was ice-cold. Why should I have to put up with this? Why can't I live with dignity? Money, money, money, it's all about money. Money buried my love, money chilled the bond between my brother and me. Two days later, a relative of my brother's colleague, who owned a furniture factory, was short of installers and asked if I could do it. I had no choice but to agree unconditionally, mainly because it included food and lodging. The factory was in the suburbs, and the boss's surname was Liu. Everyone called him Boss Liu, and he gave me some instructions. He told me to learn from the others first. There were six installers in the factory. Every morning, we would get up early to load the trucks, then follow the trucks to the customers' homes, install the furniture, collect payment, and then go back to load more trucks and deliver more goods. I wanted to learn repair, and this kind of work was easy for me to learn. However, I was very humble, kind to my colleagues, and respectful to my boss. I dared not slack off in the slightest. I knew that this job was hard-earned, so I always volunteered for the tough and tiring tasks. Soon, everyone recognized my abilities. The home furnishing industry was booming at that time, and the huge profits enabled the business to continue to grow. I was promoted from an ordinary installer to a foreman, and my salary was 1,500 yuan, which was an astronomical figure for me. Naturally, I worked even harder. It was a simple and fulfilling time. I didn't have to think too much; I just wanted to do my job well. However, life is always unsettling. I often saw Boss Liu driving with a young, beautiful, and alluring girl. I didn't want to concern myself with other people's lives. Then, one afternoon, things changed. I had just returned from delivering and installing something when the factory was in chaos. A lot of people were gathered outside the office, and I could hear shouting and cursing coming from inside. I went over and looked through the window. I saw two women fighting. One of them was the girl who was often with Boss Liu, and I didn't recognize the other woman, who was in her thirties. Two disheveled women were grabbing their hair and kicking. Boss Liu joined the fight, kicking the middle-aged woman hard. From the shouts, I recognized her as his wife. I was puzzled as to why no one was intervening. I tried to push the door, but it was locked from the inside. A woman next to me pulled me back, whispering, "Ershun, don't get involved. Who can handle this? You can't afford to offend either of them." I sighed, wondering why this was happening. I was about to leave when I glanced back in. The situation had changed. The young girl and Boss Liu were now beating the middle-aged woman. The girl was tearing at her clothes; her pants were down, exposing her buttocks. Boss Liu was grabbing his wife's hair and yelling at her. A nameless rage surged within me. This was outrageous! I'd experienced my wife being taken advantage of, my lover's infidelity. Under this strange psychological influence, I suddenly exploded. I kicked open the door, rushed in, grabbed Mr. Liu's collar with one hand and the girl's neck with the other, and pulled them back forcefully while yelling, "Stop!" I flung them both aside. The woman on the ground couldn't get up. The sudden shout startled Mr. Liu and the girl. After a brief moment of fear, Mr. Liu erupted in anger, shouting, "You motherfucker, you're asking for trouble! You dare to mess with me? Get out now, you're fired!" The girl lunged at me, trying to scratch me. Since I was already fired, the resentment and anger I'd been holding in ignited. Before she could reach me, I swung my hand and delivered a resounding slap. The girl stumbled and fell to the ground. Boss Liu, enraged, grabbed a chair and hurled it at me. I dodged, but the blow to my shoulder sent a jolt of pain through me. My rage had clouded my judgment, and I kicked Boss Liu in the stomach. He yelped and collapsed to the floor, clutching his stomach in agony. Just as I was about to rush to his aid, people rushed in from outside, several grabbing me. Screams and shouts filled the air; the office descended into chaos. Eventually, we were pulled apart. Boss Liu and the girl were shoved into other offices. I couldn't understand why everyone was so angry with me, as if I'd done something shameful. Only Accountant Sister Zhou helped the middle-aged woman up, pulled up her pants, and comforted her as she wept. A business manager who often worked with Boss Liu shouted at me, "Er Shun, the boss's fired you! Get the hell out of here!" I angrily shook off the people holding me. "Fine, I'll go! This damn boss doesn't deserve my service!" I turned and stormed out. A woman shrieked, "Don't go! This is my factory! Everyone else, get out! Get out!" Silence fell instantly. Everyone stared in bewilderment at the middle-aged woman already seated in a chair. Quietly, they all slipped away. I stood there, at a loss. The woman stopped crying, smoothed her disheveled hair, and revealed several bloodstains and bruises on her once pretty face. She said firmly, "What's your name? You don't need to leave. From now on, I'm in charge." Sister Zhou interjected, "Hongmei, his name is Chen Ershun. He's the most capable installer. Ershun, take a couple of days off. Come back after you've finished dealing with some things here. Hongmei, calm down too. Sigh! What kind of mess is this?" I walked out of the office blankly, feeling truly miserable. It seemed I was going to lose my job. Well, I guess I'll take a couple of days off. It's been almost a year, and I haven't had a single day off. I'll go out and clear my head. I wandered aimlessly down the street, feeling an indescribable bitterness. How was Juanzi doing? Was she happy? Was my brother still groveling before his wife? My mind was racing with random thoughts. Suddenly, I remembered that my sister-in-law had given birth three months ago, and I hadn't been to her house even once. No matter what, she's still my sister-in-law, especially since she gave birth to my brother's child. I bought a lot of things, rang the doorbell, and my brother opened the door for me. He led me inside and whispered, "Jiaojiao, Ershun's here." My sister-in-law came out carrying the baby, this time with a smile on her face. "Ershun's here! Sit down quickly, I'll make you some food." She handed the baby to my brother and wiggled her hips into the kitchen. This attitude puzzled me; my sister-in-law had changed so much in the past year. People are strange, aren't they? The baby was so cute, with rosy cheeks. I genuinely loved this child. I sat down to chat with my brother and learned that besides teaching, he now also works as a consultant for two large companies, earning several times more than before. I was truly happy for him. My sister-in-law cooked the dishes, took the children, and called us to eat. Surprisingly, she even brought us a bottle of wine. My brother and I ate and chatted. I didn't understand some of what my brother was saying, but I could generally understand his words—things like brand building and business planning.Ah, market positioning and media guidance, and so on. To be honest, listening to my brother talk about these things was refreshing, and I kept asking questions like a starving man. My sister-in-law interjected, "Ershun, you don't understand what your brother is saying. Drink less, you have to go back later." My brother said a little unhappily, "It's already dark, what's the point of going back? I'll just sleep at home tonight." My sister-in-law said awkwardly, "Okay, okay, I'm going now, alright?" After saying that, she stood up, turned around, and secretly gave me a dirty look. I stood up and said, "Brother, sister-in-law, no need, it's getting late, I'll go back now, you should get some rest." I refused my brother's offer to stay, and my sister-in-law saw me to the door. I suddenly turned back to my sister-in-law and said, "Sister-in-law, you are very beautiful, noble and elegant. If you rolled your eyes a little less, you would be even more beautiful." After saying that, I left my embarrassed sister-in-law behind, strode downstairs, and left quickly. Chapter 3: I really can't understand why Boss Liu, whose business was booming, would have an affair and end up getting a divorce. I lost my wife because I was broke, but Boss Liu didn't want his wife because he was rich. I don't understand. After several days of turmoil, the factory was almost shut down. Finally, through legal procedures, it was ruled that the furniture factory where I worked belonged to Hongmei, and another factory was awarded to Boss Liu. A once happy and prosperous family was broken up just like that. Sigh! I really don't know what they were thinking. The marriage was over, the family was divided, but a big problem arose. Most of the key personnel in the factory were taken away by Boss Liu, especially the sales department. Not a single one was left, which meant that the products couldn't be sold. In less than a week, the factory stopped production, and the workers were laid off. In the empty factory, only I was still there. Overnight, I became a gatekeeper. To be honest, I started thinking about where to find a job next. I couldn't just wait around. That morning, Sister Zhou and Hongmei arrived at the office and began calculating accounts, discussing and debating incessantly. Seeing how engrossed they were, even past noon, I couldn't bear it and went out to buy some boxed lunches, bringing them into the office. Hongmei saw me with the lunch and said gratefully, "Oh, it's you! Thank you! Let's eat together." I smiled wryly and shook my head, saying, "No, I don't want to disturb your work. I'll eat at the gatehouse." Sister Zhou smiled and said, "Ershun, let's eat together. Now there are only three of us. I've been observing you for a long time; you're a bit different from the others. Come on, let's eat together and talk. Hongmei and I are almost driven crazy with worry." I sat down, eating my lunch, and began to scrutinize Hongmei. She had fair skin, a tired face, and an air of scholarly refinement in her every move. Her gentle demeanor carried a hint of pride, and she exuded the charm of a mature woman—the kind of woman who grows more beautiful the more you look at her. I couldn't help but be captivated. Sister Zhou coughed, pulling me back to reality, and I lowered my head to eat, feeling a little embarrassed. After dinner, Hongmei looked at me and said, "Ershun, thank you so much for that day. If it weren't for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Now the factory is facing such great difficulties, and you've stayed. I'm very grateful to you. Today it's just the three of us, and I don't know what to do. Sigh! I'm just a middle school Chinese teacher; I've never done this before. I want to hear your opinion. Just say whatever you want, it's okay, it's all the same now." Sister Zhou chimed in, "Ershun, Hongmei's opinion is to give up, but I disagree. The furniture industry is booming right now; it would be a pity to give up. If we don't give up, we have to start over. We've lost all our previous business; how to start a new business is the most urgent thing. Sister Zhou wants to ask you, if we start a new business, would you be willing to stay?" I hesitated. The concept of "entrepreneurship" was too foreign to me. I was used to following orders and doing my job diligently; I hadn't thought about anything else. Seeing Hongmei's helpless, pitiful, and expectant eyes, my heart stirred. I firmly said, "I'm willing to stay. I wouldn't dare say I'm starting a business, but I'll definitely do my best to help. And, boss, what's your last name?" Both of them laughed. Hongmei said excitedly, "My surname is Xu. Don't be so polite, just call me Sister Hongmei. It's more friendly. I don't like being called 'General Manager' or anything like that." The atmosphere relaxed, and they weren't nervous anymore. To be honest, my brother has had a great influence on me. Even though we only talked once over dinner, I've been thinking about it a lot lately and have gained new insights. I boldly offered some suggestions. Hongmei and Sister Zhou's eyes lit up with hope. After careful discussion, they generally accepted my suggestions. First, we should rent prime locations in major furniture stores and building materials markets, sparing no expense, and have uniform decoration and planning. Once everything is ready, we can start construction. The main goal is to drive production through sales, reducing intermediate links. This way, we won't be controlled by distributors. The current situation is that distributors have a monopoly. If something goes wrong in the middle, everything falls apart. From that day on, the three of us went to the market together, ate together, trusted and looked after each other, busy, tense, but also happy. To solve the funding problem, Hongmei sold her house and her car. Sister Zhou took out all her family's savings. I had no money, but for this spirit of shared struggle and hardship, all I could do was work without pay. After two months of hard work, we rented a shop in one of the two most bustling shopping malls, hired a professional designer to design and decorate it—luxurious and grand yet retaining a rustic elegance. We received several orders on opening day. Our joy was followed by worry: all the workers were gone, and only seven or eight could return. I went all out, disregarding pride, begging former coworkers and hiring from other furniture factories with high salaries. I tried everything, and finally, we officially started operations. I understood the hardships of starting a business and learned to cherish this hard-won situation. I went from an unknown ordinary worker to a professional manager. This process involved so much of my dedication and effort. We succeeded! We succeeded! Not only was our own shop a huge success, but owners of other decoration markets started asking us to supply their products. Our furniture had truly become a brand. Before we knew it, the New Year was approaching. On this day, everyone gathered for a year-end summary meeting. I will never forget Hongmei's tearful speech, which moved everyone. I have a peculiar habit: I never pry into other people's family situations, including Sister Zhou and Hongmei. Perhaps I have reservations about the word "family." For the first time in over a year, Hongmei invited Sister Zhou and me to her home. It was an ordinary apartment building, rented, with only one bedroom and a living room—simple and clean. Hongmei personally cooked a lot of dishes, and the three of us started drinking—baijiu (Chinese liquor). I rarely drink before, and I'd never seen Hongmei or Sister Zhou drink before, but today they made an exception. A toast to our success, to the sweat we'd shed! After three cups of wine, Sister Zhou and Hongmei became more talkative. Sister Zhou, slightly drunk, said, "I never thought I'd be in this situation at forty-three. My husband has been abroad for two years. Sigh! Come on, let's drink." Hongmei, also drunk, squinted and said, "Sister Zhou, I'm thirty-nine this year, haha... I never thought I'd be in this situation. I love poetry, I love romance, haha... but now I'm forced to be a boss. It's ridiculous. Let's drink." I, also a little drunk, said, "I'm twenty-eight this year. I never thought I'd be in this situation. I don't ask for much, just a home, a wife, kids, and a warm bed. Sisters, do you think my request is too much? I can't even fulfill that request, hahaha. My wife divorced me, my home is gone, everyone's gone, hahaha, what am I? I've never had anything, hahaha, let's drink." We got along better and better, and became more and more excited. A bottle of strong liquor was empty, and we each drank a bottle of beer. Sister Zhou got drunk first, vomiting repeatedly in the bathroom. When she came out, she lay on the sofa, saying, "No... I can't... I... I can't take it anymore." I slowly drifted off to sleep. Hongmei stood up, swaying unsteadily as she tried to go to the bathroom. She stumbled and almost fell, but I caught her, saying, "Sister Hongmei, are you...are you alright? I...I'll help you, don't...don't fall." In my hazy state, I forgot that Hongmei was a woman, and Hongmei forgot that I was a man. I helped her into the bathroom, and Hongmei practically leaned against me as she pulled down her pants, her white buttocks sitting on the toilet, her face pressed against my lower abdomen. My hazy consciousness began to dissipate, and with the sound of her urinating, my penis hardened, the erect tent landing squarely on Hongmei's chin. As I swayed, the head of my penis unintentionally rubbed against Hongmei's chin through my pants, and I suddenly felt my mouth go dry. Hongmei seemed to sense something, and with her blurry, drunken eyes, she glanced up at me, smiling seductively, and said, "Little...little rascal, you...you're not even ashamed to see your sister peeing, hehe...you rascal, you...you've seen my ass, haha...tell me, is my ass pretty? Is it prettier than that little vixen's?" I'm not a saint, I'm just an ordinary, healthy man. Under the influence of alcohol, I couldn't distinguish right from wrong anymore, and excitedly said, "Hongmei's ass, so...so big, so white, so beautiful, so beautiful." Hongmei's eyes showed a hazy, resentful look, and she said softly, "Ershun, you're a man, you like my big ass, then you want me." She grabbed my penis with a stronger tone and shouted, "Want me, want me! Don't you want me either? You stinky man, fuck me, fuck me! Your penis is hard, so you want to fuck me, right? I'll let you fuck me, hurry up.""I don't know why, but Sister Hongmei, with her scholarly air, suddenly shouted 'Fuck me!' This direct stimulation made me completely lose consciousness. I picked up Sister Hongmei and staggered out of the bathroom, completely unaware of Sister Zhou's presence. Sister Hongmei kicked off her pants and I threw her onto the bed. I swayed and threw off my clothes, naked, my hard cock erect, and pounced on Sister Hongmei. There was no foreplay, no appreciation of Sister Hongmei's naked body; all my thoughts and energy were concentrated on my cock. After several thrusts, I finally found a breakthrough. 'Plop!' Ah, so warm! I thrust my hips, 'Plop, plop!' and fucked her hard. The unprecedented pleasure made me groan loudly with excitement. Sister Hongmei became even more dazed and resentful, almost viciously moaning: 'Fuck me, ah... ah... fuck my cunt, ah... ah... do you like me because I'm a slut? Tell me, don't you men all like sluts?'" "Ah...ah...fuck me to death, I'm so horny, fuck my cunt!" My nerves were numb, my cock was the only driving force, and I unconsciously screamed loudly: "Fuck your cunt to death, ah...ah...your cunt is so horny, ah...ah..." As Sister Hongmei trembled and screamed in orgasm, my semen gushed out, deeply penetrating Sister Hongmei's depths. Sister Hongmei and I hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep. Dawn broke, and I opened my eyes groggily. I was covered with a warm blanket, and suddenly I realized that Sister Hongmei in my arms had also opened her eyes. She paused briefly, then screamed. I jumped out of bed and found myself naked. I quickly found clothes, hurriedly put on my pants, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sister Hongmei hugged the blanket, terrified and at a loss. Sister Zhou's voice came from outside the door: "Alright, stop screaming. You screamed for an hour last night and still weren't done? Hurry up and eat, I've already made it." Chapter 4Shame and resentment over Sister Zhou's words filled me with embarrassment. I dared not face Sister Hongmei, dared not face Sister Zhou either. I lowered my head, wishing I could disappear into the ground. Sister Zhou went into the bedroom, closed the door, and spoke to Sister Hongmei. I wanted to escape several times, but I didn't dare. My heart was filled with unbearable pain. Although the passion after drinking was hazy, the feeling was unforgettable. I was anxious and uneasy, wondering what Sister Hongmei would think, how she would see me. Twenty minutes passed, but it felt like twenty years. Recalling the passion with Sister Hongmei, I slowly realized that she was venting her resentment towards her husband, taking revenge on him. What about her feelings for me? Although I am ordinary, I am not an irresponsible person. I secretly made up my mind that if Sister Hongmei agreed, I would marry her, because I had slept with her. It was that simple. I couldn't understand my feelings for Sister Hongmei. Did I really love her? Did she love me? To be honest, I didn't know. The door opened, and I nervously stared at it. Sister Hongmei, her face flushed, was pushed out by Sister Zhou with her head down. I stood up and stammered, "Sister Hongmei, I'm so sorry, I...I..." Sister Zhou laughed and said, "Alright, don't be nervous, sit down and eat. I just can't do anything with you two." The atmosphere was tense and awkward. I hurriedly ate my breakfast with my head down, my mouth completely tasteless. An egg was placed in my bowl. I looked up and saw it was Sister Hongmei. My face flushed, and I quickly lowered my head. Sister Zhou chuckled. This simple change eased the tension. After physical contact, a certain change naturally occurred. I suddenly thought Sister Hongmei was so beautiful; her blushing face was radiant, and I had an urge to kiss her. Hongmei's gaze, which had initially been evasive, slowly softened. She placed another egg in my bowl and said softly, "Eat more." Those three simple words suddenly made me feel so happy. It's been almost three years, and this long-lost feeling of happiness almost brought tears to my eyes. After dinner and tidying up, Zhou Jie and I were about to leave. I suddenly felt a little reluctant to go, but I still had to go; after all, this wasn't my home. Feeling dejected, I followed Zhou Jie. As we went outside, Hongmei called me back, took a scarf, and wrapped it around my neck. "It's cold, be careful not to catch a cold." A surge of warmth welled up inside me, rushing to my brain, and I felt an urge to embrace Hongmei and give her a deep kiss. Zhou Jie coughed and said, "Alright, stop being so affectionate. There'll be plenty of time later." Hongmei blushed deeply, "Get lost, you're so annoying!" and quickly closed the door. I left Sister Hongmei's house with Sister Zhou, and silently followed her. Finally, I couldn't help but say, "Sister Zhou, could you please help me with something?" Sister Zhou stopped and said, "What help? Why are you being so polite? Just tell me, and I'll definitely help if I can." My face flushed, and I said, "Sister Zhou, I... I want to ask you to be my matchmaker. I... I want to marry Hongmei." Sister Zhou stared at me for a long time, then sighed and said, "Ershun, you should get busy today. Aren't you going to your brother's? Come to my house tonight, and we'll have a good talk." I nodded hesitantly. After buying a lot of things, I arrived at my brother's house. My sister-in-law warmly greeted me, poured me water, offered me fruit, and put my child in my arms, smiling as she said, "Dou Dou, let your second uncle hold you. Your second uncle hasn't come in a long time. Mom will go cook for him." My sister-in-law's change made me a little uncomfortable. Since she was so warm and welcoming, I forgot about the past unpleasantness and happily played with my nephew and chatted with my brother. I briefly explained the furniture factory situation to my brother. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Ershun, your achievements today are hard-won, and frankly, they've exceeded my expectations. However, I must remind you of two things. First, you're still in the startup phase, so don't be careless. The market is constantly changing. Second, your current structure is unclear, which is necessary at the beginning of a business, requiring everyone to work together. But never forget that profit and power are always the main contradictions in a company's development. Therefore, you need a clear division of labor and profit-sharing mechanism, and strictly establish various systems and procedures. Otherwise, your explosive growth might not last long, and your relationships will become very fragile. Furthermore, if you want to develop further, you must export furniture. Currently, the European and American markets have a huge demand for Chinese furniture; you need to discuss this seriously." Based on the current national situation, I predict that competition in the furniture industry will become increasingly fierce. There are too many new factories, and the pressure will increase. One industry is already showing signs of explosive growth: real estate. The government is ramping up the renovation of shantytowns, which has already begun in coastal cities. Furthermore, current mortgage loans will quickly stimulate a real estate boom. However, if you're going to develop real estate, your capabilities are probably limited. If you have money, you might as well go back to your hometown and buy a few more houses in our shantytown area; at least it will appreciate much more than keeping it in the bank. "Er Shun, it's been three years since I left, and I haven't been back even once. Sigh! It's all in the past. You should go back and see your parents-in-law; after all, they've been kind to us. I wonder how Juanzi is doing." My heart tightened. Yes, it's been three years, and I haven't contacted anyone from my hometown. Am I running away from something? I couldn't say for sure, so I vaguely said, "Yes, I'll go back and see them when I have time." My sister-in-law prepared a sumptuous lunch, and my brother and I ate and chatted. In front of my brother, I felt as naive and ignorant as a primary school student. My sister-in-law chimed in, "Ershun, you should listen to your brother. He's really something now. The company he helped plan is doing exceptionally well. I never imagined your brother, a teacher, could be so capable." I could hear the admiration and affection she had for my brother, and I was naturally pleased. After dinner, we chatted for a while, and I got up to leave. My sister-in-law quickly said, "Ershun, the factories are all closed for the holidays. It'll be Chinese New Year in a couple of days. Don't leave. Stay home for the New Year. I'll tidy up your room for you right away." I smiled and declined their invitations. I still had things on my mind that I needed to resolve quickly. After saying goodbye to my brother and sister-in-law, I bought a few more gifts, called Sister Zhou to get her address, and took a taxi to her apartment complex. Upon entering Sister Zhou's home, Sister Zhou accepted the gift and said reproachfully, "Why did you bring a gift when you came to Sister Zhou's house? You really are something. Please sit down." Sister Zhou's home was large, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, decorated in a simple and natural style, full of warmth. Sister Zhou was wearing loose casual clothes, full-figured but not bulky, possessing the unique temperament and charm of a professional woman. After a few brief pleasantries, Sister Zhou said seriously, "Ershun, I've been thinking about what you said all day. I'm older than both you and Hongmei, so I won't mince words. Ershun, you said you want to marry Hongmei, and I admire your sense of responsibility; that's what sets you apart from other men. But let me be honest with you, I don't object to you two sleeping together; in fact, I support it. We're both adults, and our physiological needs and desires for sex are perfectly normal. Hongmei's husband had another woman and they divorced, and you've been divorced for three years. Your needs are acceptable to each other, and it's possible you have feelings for each other. However, if you really want to get married, we need to analyze it carefully. Do you love Hongmei?" I couldn't answer for a moment. I didn't want to deceive anyone. I did have feelings for Hongmei, but it was primarily a feeling of shared hardship. I can't say there was no love, but it didn't really feel like romantic love. Sister Zhou looked at me and continued, "You both yearn for love, but if you really go down this path of marriage, the outcome will be tragic. Frankly speaking, you and Hongmei are not the same type of person, nor are you on the same level. It sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple. You are an honest and hardworking good man, with a focused and dedicated personality. Hongmei is a woman with strong romantic feelings; you cannot provide her with intellectual and spiritual pursuits. Her failed marriage is largely due to this personality trait. The age gap also cannot be ignored. It's contradictory, isn't it? To put it simply, I support you maintaining a sexual relationship and a romantic relationship. You both need sex, you need someone to rely on, and this will make you both happy and fulfilled. The reason I support you and Hongmei is because I understand you. You are not despicable, so you won't use Hongmei to achieve your own goals. Men like that are rare, especially in a relationship like ours with an element of self-interest. Do you understand?" I understood a little, but wasn't quite sure, and said confusedly, "Sister Zhou, but I did sleep with Sister Hongmei. I... I don't know what Sister Hongmei will think." Sister Zhou smiled and said, "I'll talk to Hongmei. Hongmei will be here soon, and we can chat together. There's nothing to be embarrassed about; we're all adults. Why don't you cook for your lover with Sister Zhou first? Hehe." Chapter 5So this is how the climax should be. I nervously helped Sister Zhou cook, and before it was even finished, Sister Hongmei arrived, also carrying many gifts. Seeing me, her face flushed, and she lowered her head, softly saying, "Ershun's here too." Sister Zhou smiled and said, "You two don't need to pretend. What's there to be shy about? Sit down, there's only one more dish left, hehe." Sitting together, there was a strange feeling; neither of us knew what to say, and we were both very nervous. Hongmei spoke first: "You, I, sigh! No, don't take it to heart, I, you, sigh! I like you very much, but we, we shouldn't be like this." Suddenly, I felt a deep sense of loss, a loss without reason. I lowered my head and said "Oh." It seemed that it was over between Sister Hongmei and me. Sister Hongmei stood up and went into the kitchen to help Sister Zhou cook. The two of them whispered to each other, I couldn't hear what they were saying. The food was served, filling the table. Sister Hongmei's face was inexplicably red, and she didn't dare look at me. Sister Zhou said meaningfully, "Sit down and eat. You don't need to get drunk today, everything is prepared for you, hehe." I glanced at Hongmei with a hint of doubt. Hongmei lowered her head shyly, like a young girl. Sister Zhou poured everyone a glass of red wine, raised her glass, and smiled, saying, "Come on, a toast to you all, and to our happiness!" After drinking the wine, Sister Zhou tapped Hongmei's head with her finger and said, "Still blushing? I wasted my breath talking to you earlier. Say something!" Hongmei blushed deeply and whispered, "Ershun, we can...we can...we can continue...continue seeing each other." She then turned her head away shyly. My heart was filled with a mix of excitement, hesitation, uncertainty, and anticipation. Sister Zhou laughed and said, "Ershun, you should be happy this time! I had to say so much! I feel like a pimp!" Hongmei said shyly, "Oh, Sister Zhou, you're so annoying! I'm ignoring you." She then casually placed a piece of meat in my bowl. Sister Zhou burst into laughter again. Humans are strange creatures. Once this was brought up, things actually felt easier, and our conversation became much more natural. Sister Zhou was very talkative, expressing some sensitive topics easily and naturally, allowing Sister Hongmei and me to gradually let go of our inhibitions and engage in the conversation. Sister Zhou calmly said: "There's no right or wrong in people's desire and pursuit of sex. For example, in your past married life, I can say with certainty that your sex life was dull and disharmonious. If there were no external factors, it might have been alright. But once some external temptation arises, you'll find your past sex life pathetic and gain a completely new perspective." Sister Hongmei retorted: "I don't think it's that serious. I've had orgasms before, though not often, but that doesn't mean we weren't harmonious. I don't deny that my ex-husband sometimes asked for oral sex or different positions during sex, but I always felt that was too vulgar, something only prostitutes would do, so of course I refused." I somewhat disagreed with Sister Zhou's point of view. Seriously, I thought so too. My ex-wife and I had a very traditional sex life, and I never felt she was unhappy or unsatisfied. Sex is a matter between husband and wife; is it necessary to focus so much on sexual variation and satisfaction? Sister Zhou shook her head and said, "It's not that you're wrong. Many women in the past never experienced orgasm and still had many children. But don't forget, as living standards improve and women's social status rises, the desires suppressed deep within will slowly be unleashed. As I said, this requires external stimulation, such as the internet, pornographic DVDs sold at roadside stalls, etc., all of which can change women's views on sex. If couples don't communicate and coordinate in time, then, undeniably, in certain environments, infidelity becomes inevitable. These are only one aspect; people's desire for money, power, and status is also pursued through sex. In the process of acquiring these things, it's possible that their understanding of sex will be redefined." Hearing Sister Zhou's theory, I really didn't know how to respond. It was the first time I'd discussed sex with someone, especially a woman, and I felt somewhat lost. Hongmei looked thoughtfully puzzled. Sister Zhou continued, "It's precisely our traditional views that lead us to misconceptions about sex. Many couples lack passion, their sex life becomes dull, even abhorrent. Conversely, sex with a lover is full of passion, more indulgent, and more actively pursues sexual pleasure, resulting in more intense orgasms. This feeling can sometimes be irresistible. Hongmei, you are a typical example. Ershun is different from you. I know about your love with Juanzi and don't doubt it, but you and Juanzi were forced by circumstances. You lost the Juanzi you loved, but objectively speaking, you may not have lost Juanzi's love for you. Ershun, your relationship is a conflict between reality and your ideal life. If you were wealthy, given your views on sex, I dare say that if tempted, the chances of Juanzi cheating are still very high. So, I advise you not to hold a grudge against Juanzi; you also have problems." I was stunned. I hadn't thought about so many issues, let alone how much they were related to sex. I wanted to refute, but I was speechless. Hongmei couldn't refute it either, but still retorted, "Sister Zhou, I don't think sex is that important. Love is the most important." Sister Zhou said, "You're right that love is the most important, I agree. But I don't agree that sex isn't important. Love is the foundation of a couple's relationship, the basis of mutual care and understanding. But sometimes, love, marriage, and sex are different. You think a marriage and family with love will remain stable if sex doesn't satisfy you? To put it simply, just last night, you two were screaming and shouting for an hour! I can say with certainty that you've never had such an orgasm before, don't you agree?" Hongmei's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth, seemingly recalling the experience. My face also turned red, but I had to admit that it was my most exciting and happiest orgasm ever. Although I was drunk and a little dizzy, the pleasure was something Juanzi and I had never experienced before. Before we could speak, Sister Zhou laughed and said, "Don't deny it, there's no need to be shy, and there's no need to feel like you're lewd. Sex should be done freely. For example, take the fight between Hongmei and Boss Liu's mistress. When you, Hongmei, called her a little bitch, a slut, and said 'fuck her mother,' how did you feel?" Hongmei blushed and said, puzzled, "Sister Zhou, that's just when you're angry and cursing. I'm not the kind of person who swears randomly. As for how I felt? It was just to vent my anger." Sister Zhou continued, "That's right. The harsher and more offensive the cursing, the more relieved and comfortable you feel. It's the same principle as sex. We're all adults here. Let me be blunt: when men and women do that, the civilized term is 'love,' the scientific term is 'sexual intercourse,' the male genitalia are called the penis, and the female genitalia are called the vulva." Whether you're a street urchin or an intellectual, have you ever heard someone curse like this? "You little slut, I'll fuck your mother, I'll fuck your whole family with my penis!" Hongmei and I couldn't help but laugh. No, we'd never heard of that. What is this? I have to admit, Sister Zhou's analogy was truly convincing. Hongmei laughed, puzzled, and said, "Sister Zhou, what does cursing have to do with sex? You're so funny, haha." Sister Zhou looked at us and said, "It's simple. The dirtier the curse, the more cathartic it is, the more you feel, the more you vent, the more satisfying it is. It's the same with sex. Last night you were moaning so lewdly and obscenely, yelling things like 'slut,' 'cock,' 'fuck my cunt,' don't you feel it's different from before? Don't you feel more excited and stimulated, your physical reactions are stronger? Don't you feel your orgasms are more intense, more ecstatic and unforgettable? Don't you feel like you weren't having sex, you were fucking?" The fact that these words came from the usually composed, dignified, and serious Zhou Jie stunned both Hongmei and me. I can't deny that hearing those words made my penis hard, and an inexplicable lust ignited within me. Hongmei blushed, but I noticed her body trembled slightly as she shyly said, "That sounds awful." Zhou Jie laughed, pointing at us and saying, "Don't pretend. You've already reacted to the word 'fucking,' hehe. Why don't you take your pants off now and prove it to us, hehe." I never dreamed I'd be discussing fucking with Zhou Jie and Hongmei, let alone that Zhou Jie would be so direct. I didn't dare say a word. Zhou Jie laughed and said, "Alright, Ershun, get ready. Hongmei and I are going to take a shower first, hehe. You can shower later. Let's go, Hongmei, hehe." As I cleared the dishes, for some reason, my hands trembled with excitement, my heart raced, and I almost dropped the bowls several times. Hearing the rushing water and the sounds of two people laughing and joking in the bathroom, my penis was unusually hard, and I was filled with desire. The door opened, and Hongmei, wrapped in a bath towel, quickly ran into the bedroom. Sister Zhou, also wrapped in a bath towel, walked slowly, saying, "Your turn. The bath towel is in the bathroom cabinet." She then entered the bedroom as well. I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and turned on the shower. The warm water made me feel good, but my penis, uncooperatively, remained erect, getting harder and harder with each wash, to the point of being painful. Thick fluid kept seeping from my urethra. I dried myself off, wrapped myself in the bath towel, and had to press down on my erection as I left the bathroom. The bedroom door was open, and inside, Sister Zhou was drying Hongmei's hair, who was sitting at the vanity. Without turning her head, she said, "Come in. What are you standing there for? Come and help us eat hair, really!"Sensible. My face flushed as I entered Sister Zhou's bedroom. It was very clean, with a large bed and a wardrobe. Soft lighting illuminated the two women, highlighting their mature and sexy aura. I stood awkwardly behind Sister Zhou, unsure what to do. Sister Zhou sat down next to Hongmei and said, "Help us dry our hair, hurry up, you silly girl." I grabbed the hairdryer and started drying Hongmei's and Sister Zhou's hair in turn. The fragrant scent made my breathing quicken. Hongmei looked shy and adorable in the mirror, while Sister Zhou smiled silently. She casually nudged my protruding bangs with her arm, and Sister Zhou burst into laughter. My face turned even redder. After finally drying both of their hair, Hongmei, blushing, sat on the large bed, leaning against the headboard, her gentle eyes filled with longing as she looked at me. Sister Zhou smiled and bent down at the bedside table, seemingly to retrieve something. In that instant, I saw her large, white buttocks exposed; a dark shadow flashed by—it was Sister Zhou's thick pubic hair, a slightly parted vulva exuding a lewd aura. My Adam's apple bobbed, and my penis involuntarily twitched, almost spilling out of the towel. I quickly covered it with my hand. Sister Zhou straightened up and took out two items, saying, "Hongmei, do you need medicine or a condom? We have these." Hongmei was initially too shy to look up, and I felt incredibly embarrassed too. Suddenly, Hongmei glared at Sister Zhou, pointing at her mischievously, and said, "Haha, how do you have these? Confess!" Sister Zhou paused, then slowly turned around, sitting next to Hongmei on the bed with her legs spread open, revealing her private parts to me. Sister Zhou said frankly, "Er Shun, why don't you come up and hug Hongmei? Let me tell you about myself." I climbed onto the bed, sat down next to Hongmei, and awkwardly put my arm around her shoulder. Hongmei trembled slightly, gently leaned into my arms, her face blushing shyly and adorably. Sister Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "In your eyes, I must be a dignified, steady, and conservative woman, right? I am, that's for sure. Before my husband went abroad, I was that kind of person. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but two years ago when I found out my husband had another woman abroad, I was almost furious. I was listless all day, torturing myself with complaints and resentment, hating my husband's infidelity. Seeing his letters saying how much he loved me felt like an insult. I even considered divorce. Later, he wrote and called, advising me to find a lover, saying we both had sexual needs. Sigh! At the time, I thought he was so despicable and hypocritical, and I cursed him repeatedly. But his flirtatious words on the phone really excited me." Once, I ran into a former classmate, who was also my first boyfriend. Perhaps out of revenge against my husband, or maybe due to physical needs, I slept with him. I orgasmed three times that time. Afterwards, I told my husband, intending to infuriate him. Unexpectedly, I received encouragement and sweet words in return. To be honest, a few days later, my daughter wrote me a letter, haha, and that's what I told you all. She introduced me to the views on sex in Canada, telling me that her father's lover was very nice and also had a husband. Her husband knew about it and often invited them to dinner. She advised me to separate sex from love. At first, I really didn't understand, but slowly I started dating and having sex with that person. Last year, he wanted to divorce his wife and marry me, but after I persuaded him, he broke it off. Seeing that I had a new understanding of sex and my needs had increased, I started having a lover again. Haha, you find it unbelievable, right? Zhou Jie's words left Hongmei and me speechless. How could this be? A daughter advising her mother to have a lover, a husband encouraging his wife to have a lover—it's really incomprehensible, yet I also feel a strange sense of agreement. Sister Zhou stood up and said, "Alright, I won't disturb you anymore. But I think you should use medication. It's not like you're messing around. You should always use a condom for a one-night stand, haha. I'm leaving." She then swayed her large hips and walked out of the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. At this point, I couldn't distinguish right from wrong. My lust was ignited. Excitedly, I pulled off Hongmei's towel, took her erect nipple into my mouth, and sucked hard. My hands roamed restlessly over Hongmei's body, down her lower abdomen, under the thick pubic hair, pressing and gently rubbing her clitoris. Hongmei closed her eyes slightly, letting out seductive moans. With each rub, her body trembled, and her vaginal fluids seeped out, wetting my fingers. I pressed myself against Hongmei, our kiss passionate. My penis gently touched the entrance of her vagina a few times. Hongmei trembled and opened her legs. I thrust my hips down with a "plop," my penis penetrating deeply into her vagina, accompanied by a soft moan. This was different from last time; this was happening while we were both awake, so there was a bit of nervousness. With each thrust, Hongmei let out a soft "mmm." I tried to be gentle; the tenderness of Hongmei beneath me made me reluctant to thrust too hard. My penis was enveloped in warmth, and my semen was already flowing down to my testicles. The gentle intercourse, the tender caresses—I felt so happy, so warm. Hongmei's soft moans made me feel like I was floating on air. Sister Zhou walked in, startling Hongmei and me, both of us stopping in our tracks, unsure how to continue. Sister Zhou had already pulled off her bath towel, and she swayed as she climbed onto the bed, slapping my buttocks with a "smack," saying, "Idiot, you forgot you're fucking! You're making me so impatient! Move! Fuck her hard! Make Hongmei scream! Scream!" Stimulated and encouraged, I lifted my buttocks and thrust in hard, "plop, plop!" Hongmei's moans grew louder, and she opened her eyes, revealing a spark of desire. Sister Zhou rubbed her breasts against my back, excitedly saying, "Yes, that's it! Women need to be fucked hard! You're not talking about love now, you're fucking! Hongmei, scream! What is Ershun doing to you? Screaming will make you happier!" Hongmei gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with lust, and let out a low, lewd moan, "Mmm, Ershun, you're, you're, you're fucking my cunt, ah..." Her whole body trembled, her vagina contracted sharply, and her hands gripped my arms tightly. The orgasm made Hongmei's face flushed and contorted. Waves of trembling and spurts of semen sprayed onto my glans, and my hard cock continued to thrust in. Hongmei slumped down, moaning weakly, writhing feebly. Sister Zhou slapped her buttocks excitedly and said, "Pull it out." Reluctantly, I pulled out my hard, wet cock, but unexpectedly, Sister Zhou swallowed it whole and sucked and licked it. If Sister Zhou hadn't been holding my cock tightly at the base, I definitely would have ejaculated in her mouth. After licking for a while, Sister Zhou lay on the bed, sticking out her big white buttocks, and moaned lewdly, "Come fuck Sister Zhou's cunt, Sister Zhou wants you to fuck me, come on!" Burning with lust, I thrust my cock into Sister Zhou's cunt and fucked her wildly. Sister Zhou screamed excitedly, "Ah, ah, so good, fuck me, fucking my cunt feels so good, ah, ah, Hong, Hongmei finished sucking my nipples, hurry, Ershun, don't stop, ah, ah, fuck me, ah, I'm not Sister Zhou, ah, ah..." "I'm a whore, ah, a slutty whore, fuck a whore, ah, ah, Ershun, curse me, ah, fuck your slutty bitch to death!" My heart pounded, my cock pounded wildly, looking at the big white ass sticking up in front of me, my cock thrusting in and out of her cunt, Hongmei sucking on Zhou Jie's cunt, I could no longer control my emotions, and a scream came from the bottom of my heart: "I'll fuck your mother's cunt, ah, ah, fuck your slutty whore to death, ah, ah, I'm going to shoot inside your cunt, ah, ah." With my violent ejaculation, Zhou Jie cried out "Mommy!" and trembled all over, her vagina tightened, and she screamed loudly in orgasm, "Fuck your mother, I've fucked your cunt raw, ah, ah, my cunt feels so good, ah..." Chapter 6After Juanzi's passionate outing, the three of us collapsed onto the large bed. Hongmei, her face still flushed, murmured, "Sister Zhou, is this promiscuity?" Sister Zhou, still savoring the afterglow of her climax, smiled and said, "You can say that, but you can't understand it that way. You don't have a husband, Ershun doesn't have a wife, and my husband agrees and supports it. Our sex doesn't bother anyone; we're happy ourselves. No one suffers because of my sex. Do you think that's promiscuity?" Hongmei and I were speechless. Yes, Sister Zhou was right; we didn't bother anyone. The passion we just experienced was so wonderful, and the climax was so intense. Sister Zhou immediately said seriously, "Let me tell you both, when we're in bed, we're having sex, the more lewd the better. But after we get out of bed, there can be absolutely no disrespect, especially for Ershun. If you dare utter a single swear word, Hongmei and I will rip your dick off, you hear me?" I quickly

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