Dirty deals

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I'm a young married woman. I love my husband, but I also enjoy having sex with men other than him.

The most unique part of my body is my two little mouths. The upper one looks no different from a normal person's, but believe it or not, I can take a half-foot-long penis into my mouth and even use my tongue to hold it for twenty minutes straight—of course, that only applies to the penis of someone I like.

My lower mouth is my vagina. The outer flesh is very plump, and anyone who's on top of me will find it soft and light. In short, no matter how long you're on top of me, it won't hurt. My vagina is always warm and tight.

Today, I want to share my sexual experiences with you all. Actually, my first time being sexually assaulted outside of marriage was no different from prostitution. I used my body to get a job I deserved. For a while afterward, I not only enjoyed the benefits but also used this method to obtain many other things for myself.

To be honest, though, I did learn a lot of valuable experience and techniques from being fucked by men other than my husband. Those who fucked my little cunt were definitely very happy, but thinking back on being fucked by them now, I also feel happy.

Now, I feel like I'm addicted. If no one uses a big, hard cock to penetrate my little cunt for a few days, my cunt will be overflowing with lustful fluids even during the day, forcing me to change my underwear several times a day. If my little mouth doesn't hold a big cock for a few days, doesn't let it thrust hard hundreds of times, doesn't drink some semen, then eating feels tasteless.

However, now when I have sex with others, it's not about exchanging my body for anything. I seek sex simply because I want to be worthy of my young, beautiful, and seductive body, worthy of the soft, warm, and sweet little cunt my parents gave me.

Now, having sex with a stranger, watching him ride on top of me, his big, hard penis going in and out of my vagina, going in and out again… I no longer feel like I'm being fucked, being played with, or being fucked by him, because I'm definitely happier than him!

My name is Qingqing, as for my surname, I won't say here, it's not important anyway. If fate allows, you can become my special friend, or my bed partner, and you'll know everything.

I work in education administration in a district of Shenyang. Initially, I studied to be a kindergarten teacher. I was very diligent in school, thinking that as long as I got good grades, I would get a good job after graduation. Looking back now, that naive idea of mine from ten years ago simply doesn't work in society; I was so stupid back then.

After graduation, many of my classmates had much worse grades than me, but they all had much better career paths. At the time, the best options were the top-ranked kindergartens in Shenyang. But I, a provincial-level outstanding student for three consecutive years at a teacher training school, was ultimately assigned by those stupid bureaucrats in the municipal education commission to a suburban kindergarten, starting as a lowly, ordinary preschool teacher.

I had a very strict upbringing, and even when I was dating, I only had a vague understanding of sex. My first boyfriend was introduced to me through my parents' careful vetting process; he later became my husband. He was a very honest man, and I didn't give him my virginity until our wedding night.

Kindergarten teachers especially liked to talk about what happens in bed between couples, but if you weren't married, your married colleagues always considered you an outsider to the "married women's circle." This "outsider" meant they would deliberately avoid discussing virgins like me when talking about sex.

After marriage, I, who was already popular, quickly joined the ranks of "married women," becoming a staunch member of their circle. They started sharing their sexual experiences with me, and through these conversations, I realized how much I had wasted the past twenty-odd years exploring the pleasures of female sexuality.

With their guidance, I discovered that I was actually a very sexy woman. I'm not tall, but not short either, with very fair skin; my breasts aren't large, but because I was always the most diligent student in dance class at school, they're quite firm. Most interestingly, they told me that men's ideal vagina is one with full external genitalia and a tight internal vagina, creating a sucking effect on a man's penis. I was secretly shocked to hear this—my vagina was exactly like that!

Normally, when my husband is having sex with me in bed, he often pinches my breasts or pats my buttocks after ejaculating, praising me and saying, "Good Qingqing, good wife, your little hole is like a little mouth, it seems to be constantly sucking my big cock, I can't help but spit out my semen!"

Later, I seriously recalled that after we got married, as long as my husband's penis could still get hard and penetrate my vagina, there wasn't a single time he didn't ejaculate because I sucked him, even when he was sick, he couldn't resist the charm of my little hole.

The longer I spent with those married teachers, the more I learned. I realized that although my husband was a good person, he was too honest and too clumsy in bed. He probably hadn't even heard of the various sexual techniques other couples played in bed, like breast play, oral sex, and anal sex. When I started suggesting these things to him in bed, he was very reluctant and kept asking me where I learned these indecent things, which finally made me lose the desire to try those sexual techniques with him.

My life changed entirely by chance.

In 1995, I had been working at that small kindergarten for several years, excelling at every task compared to others. However, every year-end, I never received any honors like "Advanced Worker." At first, I didn't understand. Later, some well-meaning married colleagues—my close friends in my small circle of married women—secretly told me that in those days, if you didn't give gifts to the leaders or offer yourself to them, all your hard work would be for nothing.

I was horrified. I gave gifts every year! Did I have to sleep with those leaders?

One of my best friends, Sister Hong, secretly told me when no one was around, "Qingqing, I keep getting accidents every year. Logically, I should have been fired long ago, but I've been working here all this time and no one dares to punish me. Every year-end bonus is first prize, several thousand yuan more than you hard-working people. Even our kindergarten director is quite polite to me. Do you know why?"

Hearing her say this, I also felt very strange. In the past, I just thought that because she could always fake tears and snot during her public apologies after each accident, the leaders were too soft-hearted to fire her. Now, thinking about it carefully, it's really odd! So I started to press Sister Hong for answers.

Sister Hong's face turned red immediately, and I even felt that she was a little regretful, but I was so eager to know the answer that I put my arm around her shoulder and kept asking. Hongjie sighed, "Qingqing, do you know the deputy director of our district education commission who's in charge of early childhood education?"

Of course I knew him; he was a very serious leader. "Yes, he's usually very serious, very thorough when inspecting work, and very fair in his dealings."

Hongjie suddenly laughed, "Fair in his dealings, serious and thorough? Qingqing, we're good friends, let me tell you! When I had my first accident, the principal wanted to fire me, and I knew that, but the final decision rested with him, so I went to the district education commission to see him. He said to me then, 'You're so young, it's a pity you're fired.'" "Yes, but that's the rule! I can only think of other ways, and I don't know if it will help you. I'm too busy right now, and it wouldn't be good for us to talk about this at work. Prepare your detailed appeal materials and come to my office on Sunday to talk!"

Hearing the implication in his words, I felt there was still hope. On Sunday, I prepared a thousand yuan, put it in an envelope, and rushed to his office. Unexpectedly, he returned the money to me and said, "I don't need the money, but I've always liked you, Xiaohong." Then, he pushed me onto his desk and started to untie my skirt.

I tried desperately to push him away, and he whispered in my ear, "Xiao Hong, let me have some fun this time, and you'll be fine. With me around, you won't have to be afraid of your headmistress anymore." As he spoke, he forcibly pulled off my long skirt, slipped his hand inside my underwear, and began rubbing my labia. One finger went directly into my vagina…

I pushed him away with all my might, lifted my skirt from the ground, and pulled it back up. He didn't pounce on me, but suddenly said fiercely, "You'll be expelled!" My hands went limp. I thought to myself, no matter what, I can't be expelled. Besides, I'm not a virgin. Let him have his way with me, even though I'm a hundred times unwilling. Just think of it as accidentally being raped by a pervert on my way home tonight!"

"And then?" I asked Sister Hong.

"Then he pulled me into his arms. I knew I had surrendered in my heart. Although I didn't agree verbally, my body stopped resisting." He was quite gentle that day, kneading my waist and buttocks with both hands, gently sucking on my nose and earlobe, making me feel itchy.

A little while later, one hand touched my breast, and the other unbuttoned my shirt. I mumbled a sound, trying to stop him, but he suddenly kissed my lips, sucking my tongue into his mouth. He sucked on my tongue forcefully, and I couldn't escape. I felt my face burning. I closed my eyes, letting him do as he pleased.

His kissing technique was incredibly skilled; I immediately sensed he was a seasoned womanizer. Later, I began to passionately return his kisses. Then, I felt my taut breasts suddenly relax. I quietly opened my eyes and saw that my shirt had been pulled down to my waist, and my bra had been unhooked, completely exposing my breasts. He cupped my breasts in his hands, gently caressing them.

He rhythmically sucked on my nipples, and I finally couldn't help but moan. He must have felt the time was ripe. He patted my butt, and I obediently left the desk. He easily pulled down my panties, and I felt his hand caressing my vulva. He used his fingertips to part my wet labia majora, then began rubbing, teasing, and kneading my labia minora, before touching my delicate clitoris. My

moans grew louder, and he laughed, saying, "Little slut, tell me, do you want me to fuck you?" In my daze, I didn't know whether to nod or shake my head. In the end, he placed me on the cold, hard desk, put my legs on his shoulders, and raised my buttocks upwards. His penis then plunged into my wet vagina in that position...

That day, he played with me in various ways all morning, until my legs were so weak I couldn't lift them. He then put his penis in my mouth and fucked me for who knows how long. At that time, I had only seen oral sex in porn. This was my first time being fucked, and I never imagined it would be under such circumstances. I mimicked the female protagonist in porn movies, opening my mouth wide to swallow and spit out his huge penis. His thrusting made me breathless, my saliva dripping down his penis, leaving me covered in sticky fluid.

Finally, when he was about to ejaculate, the speed of his thrusting in and out of my mouth suddenly increased, his penis swelling and hardening, the glans almost filling my throat. Just as I felt I was about to suffocate, his semen spurted out of my mouth, filling it completely. Satisfied, he pulled out his penis, some of the thick, hot semen spilling out, some I couldn't spit out, so I had to grimace and force myself to swallow it down.

Listening to Sister Hong vividly recount this erotic story, I unconsciously squeezed my legs together. I felt my lower body begin to itch, my underwear already soaked with vaginal fluid.

"And then?" I asked.

"And then, of course, it couldn't just end there. Over the years, whenever he suddenly felt interested and wanted to play with me, he would let me go—in his office, in his house, in his car… I've let him do it all."

I've come to terms with it now. Whether he plays me once or a hundred times, it's all the same. It doesn't matter anymore; after all, I've gained an advantage in other ways. So, why are you still so naive, thinking that giving gifts can solve everything? These days, giving gifts without offering yourself is a waste; if you offer yourself, not only do you not need to give gifts, but you'll also reap plenty of benefits. Besides, there are many people like me in the entire district education commission! "

Sister Hong returned to her usual carefree and jovial self, sharing her experiences with me, and then casually mentioned several female teachers who had suffered similar fates. After listening, it suddenly dawned on me why so many female teachers in the district worked only sporadically during the week, yet received all sorts of benefits at the end of the year—it was all thanks to the leaders' influence.

That conversation with Sister Hong had a profound impact on me. I truly never imagined that those seemingly respectable leaders in the district education commission could be so vulgar and filthy.

Back home, while showering and looking at my beautiful, shapely figure, touching my full, hairy genitals, I thought, those middle-aged women, just by being shameless, manage to get so many things that don't belong to them." Why couldn't I?

Soon, the opportunity arrived.

That year, the district education commission decided to select a kindergarten teacher from the grassroots level to work in the government office. Based on ability and performance, I was the top candidate. But I knew it was all useless; no one would speak up for me, and the one selected would definitely be someone willing to be the first to be with the leaders.

I called the deputy director who had slept with Sister Hong in the office and told him about my situation. He calmly told me on the phone that there were many candidates, and my chances were slim. At this point, I deliberately lowered my voice, feigning a shy tone, and hesitantly told him that I wanted to come to his office on Sunday to talk to him in person. After a pause, I heard him become excited on the phone and say, "Okay, Sunday morning, see you then." "

After hanging up the phone, I found my heart pounding. I sighed sadly to myself. It was another Sunday, another day in the office. That old lecher was going to have his way with another innocent young woman.

Sunday morning, I climbed out of bed naked, quietly lifting the covers. Looking at my smooth, delicate body, the thought suddenly struck me that this body was about to be given to that old lecher to play with. Shame, fear, remorse, and grievance all surged into my heart, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.

I pulled my still-sleeping husband up, buried my face in his arms, and cried as I said, 'Husband, husband, I want you, come to me quickly!'" "I want you to fuck me, right now..." My husband, who had just woken up, was still dazed by me, because we almost never make love in the morning.

After a while, he finally came to his senses, and his penis, which I had made hard with my glove, was now erect. He pushed me down, and his penis slid in smoothly. I wiped away my tears, put on my most alluring smile, and kept moaning and praising his big cock inside me, letting him fuck me beautifully in various positions for an hour, making him ejaculate twice. Finally, exhausted, he pulled his penis out of my vagina and fell asleep again.

Looking at my sleeping husband, repeatedly stroking my vagina that he had just fucked, I put my fingers, covered in his semen, into my mouth, savoring the sincere love he had just given me. My heart was filled with... The taste was perfect, of course my husband didn't know that in a little while, that old lecher's cock would be inside my little hole.

Thankfully, this morning, when my body was at its most beautiful, it was my husband who did it to me, and besides, my first time was with him. Thinking about that made me feel a little better.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at my handsome and alluring face in the mirror, I carefully applied my makeup. Before leaving home, I specially prepared a delicious breakfast for my husband and gently kissed him on the face for a long time.

I arrived at his office on time. Since it was Sunday, the office building was empty. Walking down the quiet corridor, I wanted to turn around and leave several times, but I told myself: I can't leave, I can't leave, I have to let him fuck me, I have no choice, that position should have been mine.

When I entered his office, he was indeed waiting for me. I explained my situation to him in detail. This old rogue listened very attentively, taking notes as he spoke. At that moment, I even began to suspect that Sister Hong was making up a story for me, wrongly accusing this honest and kind leader in front of me.

Finally, after a long string of high-sounding difficulties, I heard the words I most wanted to hear but also dreaded most: "Qingqing, this is very difficult! But you're so lovely, I must help you. There are so many young and beautiful female teachers who want this position. Qingqing, if I get it done for you, how will you thank me?" For

some reason, I was incredibly calm at that moment. I gave him a charming smile: "As long as I can leave that awful kindergarten, I'll thank you however I want."

He was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting me to be so agreeable. He paused, then came over and pulled me into his arms, pressing his lips to my face. I stopped him, saying, "Don't rush me. I'll let you do whatever you want today, but if you renege on your promise and try to be a scoundrel, I'll definitely not let you off the hook, you old lecher!"

He grinned widely, saying, "Hehe! Don't worry, I'm a scoundrel, but I'm a scoundrel of my word. Besides, a beauty like you, Qingqing, I don't want to just have my way with you once and then let you go!"

I sighed deeply, thinking, since I've already decided to make this deal with him, now, as long as I don't lose money, I should just start. There's no need to be wishy-washy. I steeled myself and buried my head in his chest. He knew I had tacitly agreed, so he gently kissed my eyes, then carried me to a sofa bed in the corner of the office, where I lay flat.

He chuckled lewdly in my ear, "Little slut, shall I help you undress, or will you take yours off yourself?" I neither answered nor refused. He understood and moved to the foot of the bed, beginning to unbutton my clothes. I closed my eyes in embarrassment, my heart pounding.

I could clearly feel him skillfully unbuttoning my clothes, and soon my top was off. He pulled down my zipper, and I obediently cooperated, lifting my buttocks. He kept touching my buttocks as he deftly pulled down my pants, then said, "Little slut, unhook your bra yourself."

I hesitated for a moment, then frantically found the bra clasp on my chest and unhooked it. My firm, full breasts sprang out and fell directly into his hands. He caressed and squeezed my firm, elastic breasts, then began to kiss my nipples alternately. My upper body involuntarily trembled with each suckle.

After kissing for a while, he stood up and began giving me orders: "Take off your underwear, slowly!"

Trembling, I pulled down my underwear. My genitals were now completely exposed to his gaze. I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. I closed my eyes again and said, "You...you shouldn't look, I'm really shy."

"Shy? You little slut, will you keep your eyes closed like this when I fuck you later?"

I heard him undressing, and then his order came again: "Little slut, open your eyes and look at your husband's big cock!" I opened my eyes and saw his thick, erect penis pointing skyward. To be honest, I thought his was much thicker and longer than my husband's.

He finally climbed onto the bed. I closed my eyes again, still shy, but mentally prepared myself. Things had come to this point; being fucked by him was unavoidable. But no matter what, I had to make sure my little hole could fully accommodate his thick penis. Since I'd decided to let him fuck me, I had to let him have his fill.

I spread my legs as wide as I could, gritting my teeth, bracing myself for his thick, long cock to enter my proud little hole. But he didn't immediately thrust in. Instead, he moved his hands to my breasts, playing with my firm breasts for a while before slowly moving them down, caressing my thighs. His lips moved to my breasts, teasing my nipples with his tongue and kissing them.

My heart was pounding. I felt my vagina begin to flow with lustful fluid, but the intense penetration I both longed for and feared hadn't happened yet. I took his cock in my hand and gently rubbed it. He asked me sensitively, "Little slut, do you want me to fuck you?" Of course, I wouldn't answer.

He started giving orders again: "Say it now, say you want me to fuck you!" My face was flushed, and I said in a trembling voice, "I...I want you to fuck me..."

"No! Speak loudly, call me husband, beg me to fuck you, beg me to fuck you!"

I thought to myself, since I'm going to be fucked by this old lecher anyway, I might as well do as he says! "Husband, please, please fuck me! Please fuck me! Please put your big cock in! Hurry up and play with me..." After I finished speaking, I couldn't believe that these words came out of my mouth.

Because this old lecher's flirting techniques were really good, his kisses had made my vulva feel indescribably itchy and empty, and I couldn't wait for him to insert his thick, fleshy rod into my vagina and fill my already overflowing little hole.

Suddenly, he put his mouth to my vulva and licked it, and I immediately became extremely aroused. Normally, when I ask my husband to kiss my vulva, he always says it's dirty and refuses. I never expected this lecherous old man to actually kiss my vulva. At that moment, a feeling of affection for him began to sprout in my heart.

He methodically inserted his tongue into my vagina and stirred it around, then used his lips to suck on my clitoris and labia minora. I trembled with excitement, and couldn't help but pull at his hair. This time, I cried out from the bottom of my heart, "Good husband, please, hurry up and put it in! Fuck me quickly, I can't take it anymore..." Only then did he get off the bed and move my body to the edge.

He grabbed my ankles with both hands, spread my thighs, and thrust his straight, hard penis into my vulva. I didn't dare open my eyes to look, but I felt his hot glans bump against my clitoris a few times, then after parting my labia, it continued to penetrate my uterus, making me feel both hot and full.

He didn't thrust all the way in at once, but repeatedly pumped in and out, each time going in a little deeper, until finally his thick, large penis was completely inside my vagina. I felt his bulging glans rubbing against the tender flesh inside my vagina, waves of excitement spreading throughout my body. My vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids, making it increasingly slippery as he thrust.

This lecherous old man straightened his back and began to wield his large penis with abandon, thrusting and ramming wildly inside my vagina. My legs were already numb, as if I had lost all feeling. I clung tightly to his waist with both hands, and involuntarily began to moan.

I thought about how I had just been with my husband less than an hour ago, and now, less than a few hundred meters from my home, I was naked, legs spread open, being played with by another man. I closed my eyes in shame, feeling my whole body burning with fever. At this moment, he spread my legs wide apart, forcefully thrusting into my vagina while simultaneously using his hands to roughly pinch my breasts.

I opened my eyes and saw the fine beads of sweat on his face. A thought flashed through my mind: since I've already let him inside me, why not relax and enjoy this old lecher's ministrations?

He worked on me for a while, and seeing me looking at him, he smiled and asked, "Is my big cock good? Tell me, how do you feel?" I whispered to him, "Your big cock is great, I feel a little swollen inside. But it's okay, just play with it! I can handle it, I... I want to make you really happy..."

He seemed even more excited after hearing this, and fucked me hard for a while longer. Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed my face: "I want to ejaculate inside you, can I ejaculate inside your cunt?"

I thought to myself, in this situation, he could have just ejaculated inside me without even asking, only caring about his own pleasure. But he actually asked me in such a humble tone, a stark contrast to his previous rough behavior. He's such a strange person.

Actually, these past two days have been my safe period, so there's no problem with him ejaculating inside me. But to make this old lecher think I'm willing to make a sacrifice for him, I deliberately pretended to hesitate for a moment: "Do you really want to ejaculate inside me?"

"Of course! If I ejaculate inside, my husband won't have to pull out at the crucial moment, that's so comfortable!"

"Well... since you enjoy ejaculating like this, then ejaculate inside. I'll go back and take my birth control pills."

Hearing me say that, his face immediately lit up with a smile, and his body seemed encouraged as well. His thick, hard penis thrust even more rapidly into my wet vagina. I felt his large, hard glans scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, creating waves of continuous pleasure. I cried out loud for the first time, feeling my face flush, my whole body go numb, my mind light as a feather, as if I were about to fly away. I gripped his arm tightly with both hands and began to consciously thrust my lower abdomen forward, welcoming his penis into my vagina.

He started sweating profusely, thrusting faster and faster, panting heavily as he said to me, "Little slut, tell me, aren't you my little slut? Aren't you? Are you feeling good? I'm about to cum!"

I also panted and said, "Good husband, I'm your little slut, I'm your... your little slut feels so good... hurry up and cum! Just cum inside me!"

He continued to thrust wildly dozens of times, finally pressing his lower body tightly against my lower abdomen. I felt his penis deeply inserted into the deepest part of my body, motionless, only the glans throbbing as it powerfully poured streams of hot fluid into my vagina.

At that moment, I felt my eyes welling up with tears. It was the first time I had let a man other than my husband insert his penis into my body, and fuck me for so long, finally releasing himself so thoroughly inside me. That feeling was a mixture of shame, excitement, and satisfaction. I hugged his waist tightly, wanting his penis to stay inside me a little longer.

Finally, his penis slowly slid out. I jumped off the bed naked, took out tissues from my handbag to wipe myself, and then wanted to wipe him clean too. He stopped me, saying, "Clean it for me with your mouth, okay?"

Before this, I already knew from Sister Hong that he had this fetish; after ejaculating, he liked women to suck his penis clean with their mouths. Although I had never performed oral sex on a man before, I had watched porn and knew the general techniques. Now that he wanted me to perform oral sex on him, I knew I couldn't avoid it. I just felt a pang of sadness and shame at the thought of performing oral sex on a man for the first time, especially since the man wasn't my husband.

But then I thought, he was even willing to lick my genitals, something my clumsy husband would never do for me! Even if it's just returning the favor, I should satisfy him. Besides, he had already done it all; why upset him at the last minute? At the same time, a thought was quietly brewing in my mind: what does it feel like to perform oral sex on a man? I really wanted to try it myself.

So, I replied with a charming smile, "Darling, I've never tried giving oral sex before, but since you like it, of course I'm willing! Whatever you like is fine with me!" Actually, this was partly true. Just now, during the time he was having sex with me, my body was completely subdued by him. Since we got married and started having sex, this was the most exciting and enjoyable orgasm I'd ever had.

He stood up, pulled the blanket off the bed, and led me to him. He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly as he said, "Qingqing, you little slut, I really didn't expect this to be your first time giving me oral sex. I didn't get your first time down there, but I'm happy to get it up there."

I kissed him back, pouting, "I've never done oral sex before, you have to be gentle, I'm so scared."

Unexpectedly, he released my face very seriously: "If you're scared, then forget it!"

This was truly unexpected. I thought, he had made me feel so good when he was fucking me earlier, so it was only right that I serve him a little! Thinking this, I felt a surge of desire and couldn't help but hug him, kissing him deeply and sweetly for a while.

"Good husband, I'm willing to give you oral sex, I really am. I'll do anything for you as long as you're happy. Come on, tell me how."

He pushed me down onto the blanket on the floor, making me kneel before him. Since it was my first time giving a man oral sex, the position felt incredibly humiliating. But kneeling on the soft blankets, my knees felt comfortable, and I realized how thoughtful he had been, which touched me slightly. Then I thought, this lecherous old man's thoughtfulness in these matters meant countless women had been played with like this on this very blanket I was kneeling on.

While I was lost in thought, he brought his thick penis to my mouth. Seeing the mixture of his and my secretions on it, my face flushed red again. I immediately thought of how I had just been enjoying being fucked by him.

Then, his command came from above: "Little slut, stop dawdling, open your mouth and take your husband's cock in!"

To be honest, I was starting to get used to his alternating gentleness and roughness; in fact, I was even starting to like it a little. This thought startled me.

I opened my mouth, grasped his penis with my hand, and took it in. At first, it was difficult to get even half of it in. Then, he suddenly lost all his tenderness, grabbed my head, and forcefully shoved his penis into my mouth. I felt my mouth was completely filled with his big cock, with a little bit still outside, and he couldn't wait to start thrusting.

After a while, perhaps because I'm a natural-born oral sex expert, or maybe because my long-term dance training has given me much better flexibility and coordination than most people, I seemed to quickly grasp the technique. I used my tongue to envelop his penis, licking it from side to side in sync with his thrusts, and he groaned loudly with excitement. After a while, I started trying to adjust the angle of my head and throat to allow his penis to penetrate deeper. Finally, I managed to take his entire thick and long penis into my mouth.

At this moment, his glans was already against my throat, and I started to feel nauseous. But then he realized his entire penis was inside my mouth. He was both surprised and even more excited, shouting, "You're amazing! You...you can actually take my whole cock in your mouth! Ah...ah...it feels so good! I want to cum...I want to cum in your mouth, okay? You little slut, tell me, is it okay?" Then, the frequency of his thrusting increased.

Seeing how happy he was, I thought, if he wanted to ejaculate in my mouth, he wouldn't need to ask for my consent. Now that he's asking me, how could I say no? It seems he must find it very pleasurable to ejaculate in my mouth. So I told myself, no matter how nauseous I felt, I would endure it a little longer and let him ejaculate again!

So, while I held his large penis in my mouth, enduring his rough thrusting, I nodded to indicate that he could ejaculate in my mouth. Seeing that I agreed, the frequency of his thrusting increased even more. As someone giving oral sex to a man for the first time, I desperately tried to recall the various oral sex techniques used by actresses in pornographic films, and I sucked and shoved his penis with even more fervor.

He became so excited his hands trembled, and suddenly stopped thrusting. His glans seemed to swell instantly, and hot semen began to spray into my mouth. I wanted him to pull his penis out so I could spit out the semen in my mouth, so I pleaded with him with my eyes. Unexpectedly, his face was full of sincerity, and he held his penis firmly in my mouth, gently saying, "Today is the first time I'm deflowering your little mouth. Don't spit it out, eat it, okay?"

With the thick semen in my mouth, I hesitated slightly, then steeled myself, closed my eyes, and swallowed the entire mouthful of semen. Thankfully, it was only a little salty and spicy, not as unpleasant as I had imagined.

Seeing that I had drunk every last drop of his semen, he became even gentler, stroking my hair and breasts with gratitude. And I, without hesitation, continued kneeling before him with a wanton and seductive expression, licking every last drop of semen from his glans. Afterwards, utterly exhausted, we embraced and fell asleep on the bed.

This was my first extramarital sexual experience. That old lecher was indeed a man of his word; soon I left that kindergarten and became a real administrative cadre in the education system. Later, due to my proximity to him, and my lack of experience in bed at that time, and because I enjoyed letting him play with me, my relationship with that old lecher remained ambiguous.

But soon, I had many sexual partners. Since most of my partners were government officials, they were not only discreet but also generally healthy, so even if they occasionally participated in group sex with large numbers of people, they wouldn't contract any diseases. I thrived, and over the years, my vagina received all sorts of nourishing pleasures.

I'm a young married woman. I love my husband, but I also enjoy having sex with men other than him.

The most unique part of my body is my two little mouths. The upper one looks no different from a normal person's, but believe it or not, I can take a half-foot-long penis into my mouth and even use my tongue to hold it for twenty minutes straight—of course, that only applies to the penis of someone I like.

My lower mouth is my vagina. The outer flesh is very plump, and anyone who's on top of me will find it soft and light. In short, no matter how long you're on top of me, it won't hurt. My vagina is always warm and tight.

Today, I want to share my sexual experiences with you all. Actually, my first time being sexually assaulted outside of marriage was no different from prostitution. I used my body to get a job I deserved. For a while afterward, I not only enjoyed the benefits but also used this method to obtain many other things for myself.

To be honest, though, I did learn a lot of valuable experience and techniques from being fucked by men other than my husband. Those who fucked my little cunt were definitely very happy, but thinking back on being fucked by them now, I also feel happy.

Now, I feel like I'm addicted. If no one uses a big, hard cock to penetrate my little cunt for a few days, my cunt will be overflowing with lustful fluids even during the day, forcing me to change my underwear several times a day. If my little mouth doesn't hold a big cock for a few days, doesn't let it thrust hard hundreds of times, doesn't drink some semen, then eating feels tasteless.

However, now when I have sex with others, it's not about exchanging my body for anything. I seek sex simply because I want to be worthy of my young, beautiful, and seductive body, worthy of the soft, warm, and sweet little cunt my parents gave me.

Now, having sex with a stranger, watching him ride on top of me, his big, hard penis going in and out of my vagina, going in and out again… I no longer feel like I'm being fucked, being played with, or being fucked by him, because I'm definitely happier than him!

My name is Qingqing, as for my surname, I won't say here, it's not important anyway. If fate allows, you can become my special friend, or my bed partner, and you'll know everything.

I work in education administration in a district of Shenyang. Initially, I studied to be a kindergarten teacher. I was very diligent in school, thinking that as long as I got good grades, I would get a good job after graduation. Looking back now, that naive idea of mine from ten years ago simply doesn't work in society; I was so stupid back then.

After graduation, many of my classmates had much worse grades than me, but they all had much better career paths. At the time, the best options were the top-ranked kindergartens in Shenyang. But I, a provincial-level outstanding student for three consecutive years at a teacher training school, was ultimately assigned by those stupid bureaucrats in the municipal education commission to a suburban kindergarten, starting as a lowly, ordinary preschool teacher.

I had a very strict upbringing, and even when I was dating, I only had a vague understanding of sex. My first boyfriend was introduced to me through my parents' careful vetting process; he later became my husband. He was a very honest man, and I didn't give him my virginity until our wedding night.

Kindergarten teachers especially liked to talk about what happens in bed between couples, but if you weren't married, your married colleagues always considered you an outsider to the "married women's circle." This "outsider" meant they would deliberately avoid discussing virgins like me when talking about sex.

After marriage, I, who was already popular, quickly joined the ranks of "married women," becoming a staunch member of their circle. They started sharing their sexual experiences with me, and through these conversations, I realized how much I had wasted the past twenty-odd years exploring the pleasures of female sexuality.

With their guidance, I discovered that I was actually a very sexy woman. I'm not tall, but not short either, with very fair skin; my breasts aren't large, but because I was always the most diligent student in dance class at school, they're quite firm. Most interestingly, they told me that men's ideal vagina is one with full external genitalia and a tight internal vagina, creating a sucking effect on a man's penis. I was secretly shocked to hear this—my vagina was exactly like that!

Normally, when my husband is having sex with me in bed, he often pinches my breasts or pats my buttocks after ejaculating, praising me and saying, "Good Qingqing, good wife, your little hole is like a little mouth, it seems to be constantly sucking my big cock, I can't help but spit out my semen!"

Later, I seriously recalled that after we got married, as long as my husband's penis could still get hard and penetrate my vagina, there wasn't a single time he didn't ejaculate because I sucked him, even when he was sick, he couldn't resist the charm of my little hole.

The longer I spent with those married teachers, the more I learned. I realized that although my husband was a good person, he was too honest and too clumsy in bed. He probably hadn't even heard of the various sexual techniques other couples played in bed, like breast play, oral sex, and anal sex. When I started suggesting these things to him in bed, he was very reluctant and kept asking me where I learned these indecent things, which finally made me lose the desire to try those sexual techniques with him.

My life changed entirely by chance.

In 1995, I had been working at that small kindergarten for several years, excelling at every task compared to others. However, every year-end, I never received any honors like "Advanced Worker." At first, I didn't understand. Later, some well-meaning married colleagues—my close friends in my small circle of married women—secretly told me that in those days, if you didn't give gifts to the leaders or offer yourself to them, all your hard work would be for nothing.

I was horrified. I gave gifts every year! Did I have to sleep with those leaders?

One of my best friends, Sister Hong, secretly told me when no one was around, "Qingqing, I keep getting accidents every year. Logically, I should have been fired long ago, but I've been working here and no one dares to punish me. Every year-end bonus is first-class, several thousand yuan more than you hard-working people. Even our kindergarten director is quite polite to me. Do you know why?"

Hearing her say this, I also felt very strange. In the past, I just thought that since she could always fake tears and snot during her public apologies after each accident, the leaders were too soft-hearted to fire her. Now, thinking about it carefully, it's really strange! So I started to press Sister Hong for answers.

Sister Hong's face turned red, and I even felt she was a little regretful, but I was so eager to know the answer that I put my arm around her shoulder and kept asking. Sister Hong sighed, "Qingqing, do you know the deputy director of our district education commission who's in charge of early childhood education?"

Of course I knew; he was a very serious leader. "Yes, he's usually very serious, very thorough when inspecting work, and very fair in his dealings."

Hongjie suddenly laughed: "Fair and serious in handling matters? Qingqing, we're good friends, let me tell you! When I had my first accident, the principal wanted to fire me, and I knew that. The final decision rested with him, so I went to the district education commission to see him. He said to me, 'You're so young, it's a pity you're fired, but that's the rule! I can only think of other ways, and I don't know if I can help you. I'm too busy right now, and discussing this at work wouldn't be good. Prepare your detailed appeal materials and come to my office on Sunday to talk!'

I sensed something was amiss in his words; there was still hope. On Sunday, I prepared a thousand yuan, put it in an envelope, and rushed to his office. Unexpectedly, he returned the money to me, saying, 'I don't need the money, but I've always liked you, little one...'" "Hong." After saying that, he shoved me onto the desk and started to unbutton my skirt.

I tried desperately to push him away, but he whispered in my ear, "Little Hong, let me have some fun this time, and you'll be fine. With me around, you won't have to be afraid of your principal anymore." As he spoke, he had already forcibly pulled off my long skirt, his hand reaching into my underwear and starting to rub my labia. One finger went directly into my vagina...

I pushed him away with all my might, lifted my skirt from the floor, and pulled it up over my legs. He didn't pounce on me, but suddenly said fiercely, "You'll be fired!" My hands went limp. I thought to myself, no matter what, I can't be fired. Besides, I'm not a virgin. Let him have his way with me once, even though I'm a hundred times unwilling, I'll just pretend I was accidentally raped by a pervert on my way home tonight!"

"And then?" I asked Sister Hong.

"Then he pulled me into his arms, and I knew I had surrendered in my heart. Although I didn't agree verbally, my body stopped resisting. He was quite gentle that day, rubbing my waist and buttocks with his hands, gently sucking on my nose and earlobe, making me feel itchy.

After a while, one hand touched my breast, and the other unbuttoned my shirt. I made a muffled sound to try to stop him, but he kissed my lips, sucking my tongue into his mouth. He sucked my tongue hard, and I couldn't get away. I just felt my face getting hot. I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased.

His kissing technique was extremely skilled; I could tell he was an experienced womanizer. Later, I began to offer myself to him obsessively." I kissed him back, and then I felt my taut breasts suddenly relax. I quietly opened my eyes and saw that he had pulled my shirt down to my waist, and my bra had been unhooked sometime during the night, completely exposing my breasts. He cupped my breasts in his hands and gently caressed them.

He rhythmically sucked on my nipples, and I finally couldn't help but start moaning. He must have felt that the time was right, because he patted my buttocks, and I obediently left the desk. He easily pulled down my panties, and I felt his hands caressing my vulva. He used his fingertips to part my wet labia majora, and began to rub, tease, and knead my labia minora, then touched my tender clitoris.

My moans grew louder and louder, and he laughed and said to me, "Little slut, tell me, do you want me to fuck you?" "In my daze, I didn't know whether to nod or shake my head. Anyway, in the end, he put me on the cold, hard desk, put my legs on his shoulders, and raised my buttocks upwards. In that position, he thrust his penis into my wet vagina...

That day, he played with me in various ways all morning, until my legs were so weak I couldn't lift them. He then put his penis in my mouth and fucked me for who knows how long. At that time, I had only seen oral sex in porn. This was my first time being fucked, and I never imagined it would be under such circumstances. I imitated the female protagonist in porn, opening my mouth wide to swallow and spit out his big cock. He thrust so hard I could hardly breathe." Saliva dripped down his penis, making my body covered in sticky fluid.

Finally, when he was about to ejaculate, the speed of his thrusting in and out of my mouth suddenly increased. His large penis was swollen, hard, and the glans was almost stuck in my throat. Just when I felt like I was about to suffocate, his semen spurted out of my mouth, filling my small mouth with the continuously shooting semen. After he pulled out his penis with satisfaction, some of the thick, hot semen flowed out, and some I couldn't spit out, so I had to frown and force myself to swallow it down.

Listening to Sister Hong's vivid recounting of this erotic past, I unconsciously clenched my legs together. I felt my lower body begin to itch, and my underwear was already soaked with vaginal fluid.

"And then?" I asked.

"And then, of course, it couldn't just end like that. Over the years, whenever he suddenly felt interested and wanted to play with me, he would make me go to his office, his home, his car... I've let him do it all.

Now I've come to terms with it. Whether he plays with me once or a hundred times, it's all the same. It doesn't matter anymore. After all, I've gained advantages in other ways. So, why are you still so naive, thinking that giving gifts can solve everything? These days, if you only give gifts and don't offer yourself, it's a waste. If you offer yourself, not only do you not need to give gifts, but you'll also get plenty of benefits. Besides, there are many people like me in the entire district education commission!"

Sister Hong returned to her usual playful and cheerful self, sharing her insights with me, and then casually cited several female teachers who had experienced the same thing as her. After listening, I suddenly realized why so many female teachers in the district worked half-heartedly during the week, but at the end of the year, they could get all sorts of benefits. It turned out that they relied on the leaders to sleep with them.

That conversation with Sister Hong had a profound impact on me. I truly never imagined that those seemingly respectable leaders in the district education commission could be so vulgar and filthy.

Back home, showering and looking at my beautiful, shapely figure, stroking my full, hairy genitals, I thought, those middle-aged women, just by being shameless, can get so many things that don't belong to them. Why can't I?

Soon, the opportunity arrived.

That year, the district education commission decided to select a kindergarten teacher from the grassroots level to work in the government office. Based on ability and performance, I was the top candidate. But I knew it was useless; no one would speak up for me, and the one selected would definitely be the one willing to be the first to be slept with by the leaders.

I called the deputy director who had slept with Sister Hong in the office and told him about my situation. He calmly told me on the phone that there were many candidates, and my chances were slim. Then, I deliberately lowered my voice, feigning shyness, and hesitantly told him that I wanted to come to his office on Sunday to talk to him in person. After a pause, I heard his voice become excited on the phone. He said, "Okay, Sunday morning, see you then."

Hanging up, I felt my heart pounding. I sighed inwardly. Another Sunday, another day in the office. That old lecher was going to have his way with another innocent young woman.

Sunday morning, I climbed out of bed naked, quietly lifting the covers. Gazing at my smooth, white skin, the thought of this body soon being given to that old lecher to play with over overwhelmed me. Shame, fear, remorse, and grievance surged through me, and tears silently streamed down my face.

I pulled my still-sleeping husband up, buried my face in his arms, and cried, "Husband, husband, I want you! Come on! I want you to do me, right now…" My husband, just awakened, was dazed by my outburst, because we almost never made love in the morning.

After a while, my husband finally came to his senses. His penis, which I had made hard with my gloves, was now erect. He pushed me down, and his penis slid in smoothly. I wiped away my tears, put on my most alluring smile, and kept moaning and praising his big cock inside me. He fucked me beautifully in various positions for an hour, making him ejaculate twice. Finally, exhausted, he pulled his penis out of my vagina and fell asleep again.

Looking at my sleeping husband, I repeatedly stroked my vagina, which he had just fucked. I put my fingers, covered in his semen, into my mouth, savoring the sincere love he had just given me. My heart was filled with mixed emotions. Of course, my husband didn't know that in a little while, that old lecher's penis would be inside my vagina.

Thankfully, my husband was at his most beautiful this morning, and besides, he was my first time. Thinking about that made me feel a little better.

Sitting at my vanity, looking at my handsome and alluring face in the mirror, I carefully applied my makeup. Before leaving home, I made a delicious breakfast for my husband and kissed him tenderly for a long time.

I arrived at his office on time. Since it was Sunday, the office building was empty. Walking down the quiet corridor, I wanted to turn away several times, but I told myself: I can't leave, I can't leave, I have to let him have his way. I have no choice; that position should have been mine.

Entering his office, he was indeed waiting for me. I explained my situation to him in detail. This old rogue listened very attentively, taking notes as he listened. At that moment, I even suspected that Sister Hong was making up a story for me, wrongly accusing this honest and kind leader.

Finally, after a long string of high-sounding difficulties, I heard the words I most wanted to hear but also dreaded most: "Qingqing, this is really difficult! But you're so cute, I have to help you. Lots of young, beautiful female teachers want this position, Qingqing, if I get it done for you, how will you thank me?"

For some reason, I was incredibly calm. I gave him a charming smile: "As long as I can leave that wretched kindergarten, I'll thank you however you want."

He was stunned, probably not expecting me to agree so readily. He paused, then came over and pulled me into his arms, pressing his lips to my face. I stopped him, saying, "Don't rush me. I'll let you do whatever you want today, but if you renege on your promise and try to be a scoundrel, I'll definitely not let you off the hook, you old lecher!"

He grinned widely, saying, "Hehe! Don't worry, I'm a scoundrel, but I'm a scoundrel of my word. Besides, a beauty like you, Qingqing, I don't want to just have my way with you once and then let you go!"

I sighed deeply, thinking, since I've already decided to make this deal with him, now, as long as I don't lose money, I should just start. There's no need to be wishy-washy. I steeled myself and buried my head in his chest. He knew I had tacitly agreed, so he gently kissed my eyes, then carried me to a sofa bed in the corner of the office, where I lay flat.

He chuckled lewdly in my ear, "Little slut, shall I help you undress, or will you take yours off yourself?" I neither answered nor refused. He understood and moved to the foot of the bed, beginning to unbutton my clothes. I closed my eyes in embarrassment, my heart pounding.

I could clearly feel him skillfully unbuttoning my clothes, and soon my top was off. He pulled down my zipper, and I obediently cooperated, lifting my buttocks. He kept touching my buttocks as he deftly pulled down my pants, then said, "Little slut, unhook your bra yourself."

I hesitated for a moment, then frantically found the bra clasp on my chest and unhooked it. My firm, full breasts sprang out and fell directly into his hands. He caressed and squeezed my firm, elastic breasts, then began to kiss my nipples alternately. My upper body involuntarily trembled with each suckle.

After kissing for a while, he stood up and began giving me orders: "Take off your underwear, slowly!"

Trembling, I pulled down my underwear. My genitals were now completely exposed to his gaze. I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. I closed my eyes again and said, "You...you shouldn't look, I'm really shy."

"Shy? You little slut, will you keep your eyes closed like this when I fuck you later?"

I heard him undressing, and then his order came again: "Little slut, open your eyes and look at your husband's big cock!" I opened my eyes and saw his thick, erect penis pointing skyward. To be honest, I thought his was much thicker and longer than my husband's.

He finally climbed onto the bed. I closed my eyes again, still shy, but mentally prepared myself. Things had come to this point; being fucked by him was unavoidable. But no matter what, I had to make sure my little hole could fully accommodate his thick penis. Since I'd decided to let him fuck me, I had to let him have his fill.

I spread my legs as wide as I could, gritting my teeth, bracing myself for his thick, long cock to enter my proud little hole. But he didn't immediately thrust in. Instead, he moved his hands to my breasts, playing with my firm breasts for a while before slowly moving them down, caressing my thighs. His lips moved to my breasts, teasing my nipples with his tongue and kissing them.

My heart was pounding. I felt my vagina begin to flow with lustful fluid, but the intense penetration I both longed for and feared hadn't happened yet. I took his cock in my hand and gently rubbed it. He asked me sensitively, "Little slut, do you want me to fuck you?" Of course, I wouldn't answer.

He started giving orders again: "Say it now, say you want me to fuck you!" My face was flushed, and I said in a trembling voice, "I...I want you to fuck me..."

"No! Speak loudly, call me husband, beg me to fuck you, beg me to fuck you!"

I thought to myself, since I'm going to be fucked by this old lecher anyway, I might as well do as he says! "Husband, please, please fuck me! Please fuck me! Please put your big cock in! Hurry up and play with me..." After I finished speaking, I couldn't believe that these words came out of my mouth.

Because this old lecher's flirting techniques were really good, his kisses had made my vulva feel indescribably itchy and empty, and I couldn't wait for him to insert his thick, fleshy rod into my vagina and fill my already overflowing little hole.

Suddenly, he put his mouth to my vulva and licked it, and I immediately became extremely aroused. Normally, when I ask my husband to kiss my vulva, he always says it's dirty and refuses. I never expected this lecherous old man to actually kiss my vulva. At that moment, a feeling of affection for him began to sprout in my heart.

He methodically inserted his tongue into my vagina and stirred it around, then used his lips to suck on my clitoris and labia minora. I trembled with excitement, and couldn't help but pull at his hair. This time, I cried out from the bottom of my heart, "Good husband, please, hurry up and put it in! Fuck me quickly, I can't take it anymore..." Only then did he get off the bed and move my body to the edge.

He grabbed my ankles with both hands, spread my thighs, and thrust his straight, hard penis into my vulva. I didn't dare open my eyes to look, but I felt his hot glans bump against my clitoris a few times, then after parting my labia, it continued to penetrate my uterus, making me feel both hot and full.

He didn't thrust all the way in at once, but repeatedly pumped in and out, each time going in a little deeper, until finally his thick, large penis was completely inside my vagina. I felt his bulging glans rubbing against the tender flesh inside my vagina, waves of excitement spreading throughout my body. My vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids, making it increasingly slippery as he thrust.

This lecherous old man straightened his back and began to wield his large penis with abandon, thrusting and ramming wildly inside my vagina. My legs were already numb, as if I had lost all feeling. I clung tightly to his waist with both hands, and involuntarily began to moan.

I thought about how I had just been with my husband less than an hour ago, and now, less than a few hundred meters from my home, I was naked, legs spread open, being played with by another man. I closed my eyes in shame, feeling my whole body burning with fever. At this moment, he spread my legs wide apart, forcefully thrusting into my vagina while simultaneously using his hands to roughly pinch my breasts.

I opened my eyes and saw that his face was covered in fine beads of sweat. Then I thought to myself: since I've already let him penetrate me, why not relax a little and enjoy this old lecher's toying?

He worked on me for a while, and seeing me looking at him, he smiled and asked, "Is my big cock good? Tell me, how do you feel?" I whispered to him, "Your big cock is great, I feel a little swollen inside. But it's okay, you can play with it without worry! I can handle it, I... I want to make you really happy..."

He seemed even more excited after hearing this, and fucked me hard for a while longer, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed my face: "I want to ejaculate inside you, can I ejaculate inside your cunt?"

I thought to myself, in this situation he could have easily ejaculated inside me without even consulting me, just for his own pleasure, but he actually asked me in such a humble voice, completely different from his rough behavior just now, what a strange person.

Actually, these past two days have been my safe period, so there's no problem with him ejaculating inside me. But to make this old lecher think I'm willing to make a sacrifice for him, I deliberately pretended to hesitate for a moment: "Do you really want to ejaculate inside me?"

"Of course! If I ejaculate inside, my husband won't have to pull out at the crucial moment, that's so comfortable!"

"Well... since you enjoy ejaculating like this, then ejaculate inside. I'll go back and take my birth control pills."

Hearing me say that, his face immediately lit up with a smile, and his body seemed encouraged as well. His thick, hard penis thrust even more rapidly into my wet vagina. I felt his large, hard glans scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, creating waves of continuous pleasure. I cried out loud for the first time, feeling my face flush, my whole body go numb, my mind light as a feather, as if I were about to fly away. I gripped his arm tightly with both hands and began to consciously thrust my lower abdomen forward, welcoming his penis into my vagina.

He started sweating profusely, thrusting faster and faster, panting heavily as he said to me, "Little slut, tell me, aren't you my little slut? Aren't you? Are you feeling good? I'm about to cum!"

I also panted and said, "Good husband, I'm your little slut, I'm your... your little slut feels so good... hurry up and cum! Just cum inside me!"

He continued to thrust wildly dozens of times, finally pressing his lower body tightly against my lower abdomen. I felt his penis deeply inserted into the deepest part of my body, motionless, only the glans throbbing as it powerfully poured streams of hot fluid into my vagina.

At that moment, I felt my eyes welling up with tears. It was the first time I had let a man other than my husband insert his penis into my body, and fuck me for so long, finally releasing himself so thoroughly inside me. That feeling was a mixture of shame, excitement, and satisfaction. I hugged his waist tightly, wanting his penis to stay inside me a little longer.

Finally, his penis slowly slid out. I jumped off the bed naked, took out tissues from my handbag to wipe myself, and then wanted to wipe him clean too. He stopped me, saying, "Clean it for me with your mouth, okay?"

Before this, I already knew from Sister Hong that he had this fetish; after ejaculating, he liked women to suck his penis clean with their mouths. Although I had never performed oral sex on a man before, I had watched porn and knew the general techniques. Now that he wanted me to perform oral sex on him, I knew I couldn't avoid it. I just felt a pang of sadness and shame at the thought of performing oral sex on a man for the first time, especially since the man wasn't my husband.

But then I thought, he was even willing to lick my genitals, something my clumsy husband would never do for me! Even if it's just returning the favor, I should satisfy him. Besides, he had already done it all; why upset him at the last minute? At the same time, a thought was quietly brewing in my mind: what does it feel like to perform oral sex on a man? I really wanted to try it myself.

So, I replied with a charming smile, "Darling, I've never tried giving oral sex before, but since you like it, of course I'm willing! Whatever you like is fine with me!" Actually, this was partly true. Just now, during the time he was having sex with me, my body was completely subdued by him. Since we got married and started having sex, this was the most exciting and enjoyable orgasm I'd ever had.

He stood up, pulled the blanket off the bed, and led me to him. He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me tenderly as he said, "Qingqing, you little slut, I really didn't expect this to be your first time giving me oral sex. I didn't get your first time down there, but I'm happy to get it up there."

I kissed him back, pouting, "I've never done oral sex before, you have to be gentle, I'm so scared."

Unexpectedly, he released my face very seriously: "If you're scared, then forget it!"

This was truly unexpected. I thought, he had made me feel so good when he was fucking me earlier, so it was only right that I serve him a little! Thinking this, I felt a surge of desire and couldn't help but hug him, kissing him deeply and sweetly for a while.

"Good husband, I'm willing to give you oral sex, I really am. I'll do anything for you as long as you're happy. Come on, tell me how."

He pushed me down onto the blanket on the floor, making me kneel before him. Since it was my first time giving a man oral sex, the position felt incredibly humiliating. But kneeling on the soft blankets, my knees felt comfortable, and I realized how thoughtful he had been, which touched me slightly. Then I thought, this lecherous old man's thoughtfulness in these matters meant countless women had been played with like this on this very blanket I was kneeling on.

While I was lost in thought, he brought his thick penis to my mouth. Seeing the mixture of his and my secretions on it, my face flushed red again. I immediately thought of how I had just been enjoying being fucked by him.

Then, his command came from above: "Little slut, stop dawdling, open your mouth and take your husband's cock in!"

To be honest, I was starting to get used to his alternating gentleness and roughness; in fact, I was even starting to like it a little. This thought startled me.

I opened my mouth, grasped his penis with my hand, and took it in. At first, it was difficult to get even half of it in. Then, he suddenly lost all his tenderness, grabbed my head, and forcefully shoved his penis into my mouth. I felt my mouth was completely filled with his big cock, with a little bit still outside, and he couldn't wait to start thrusting.

After a while, perhaps because I'm a natural-born oral sex expert, or maybe because my long-term dance training has given me much better flexibility and coordination than most people, I seemed to quickly grasp the technique. I used my tongue to envelop his penis, licking it from side to side in sync with his thrusts, and he groaned loudly with excitement. After a while, I started trying to adjust the angle of my head and throat to allow his penis to penetrate deeper. Finally, I managed to take his entire thick and long penis into my mouth.

At this moment, his glans was already against my throat, and I started to feel nauseous. But then he realized his entire penis was inside my mouth. He was both surprised and even more excited, shouting, "You're amazing! You...you can actually take my whole cock in your mouth! Ah...ah...it feels so good! I want to cum...I want to cum in your mouth, okay? You little slut, tell me, is it okay?" Then, the frequency of his thrusting increased.

Seeing how happy he was, I thought, if he wanted to ejaculate in my mouth, he wouldn't need to ask for my consent. Now that he's asking me, how could I say no? It seems he must find it very pleasurable to ejaculate in my mouth. So I told myself, no matter how nauseous I felt, I would endure it a little longer and let him ejaculate again!

So, while I held his large penis in my mouth, enduring his rough thrusting, I nodded to indicate that he could ejaculate in my mouth. Seeing that I agreed, the frequency of his thrusting increased even more. As it was my first time giving oral sex to a man, I desperately tried to recall the oral sex techniques used by the female protagonists in pornographic films, and I sucked and blew his penis even more vigorously.

His hands trembled with excitement. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting, and his glans seemed to swell instantly, scalding hot semen spraying into my mouth. I wanted him to pull his penis out so I could spit out the semen in my mouth, so I pleaded with him with my eyes. Unexpectedly, his face was full of sincerity. He held his penis firmly in my mouth and said gently, "Today is the first time I'm deflowering your little mouth. Don't spit it out, eat it, okay?"

With the thick semen in my mouth, I hesitated for a moment, then steeled myself, closed my eyes, and swallowed the entire mouthful of semen. Fortunately, it was only a little salty and spicy, not as bad as I had imagined.

Seeing that I had drunk every last drop of his semen, he became even gentler, stroking my hair and breasts with gratitude. And I, without hesitation, continued kneeling before him with a wanton and seductive expression, thoroughly licking the semen off his glans. Afterward, extremely exhausted, we embraced each other and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

This was my first extramarital sexual experience. That old lecher was indeed a man of his word; soon after, I left that kindergarten and became a real administrative cadre in the education system. Later, due to my proximity to him and my lack of experience in bed at the time, I also enjoyed letting him have his way with me, and my relationship with that old lecher remained on and off.

But soon, I had many sexual partners. Since most of my sexual partners were government officials, they were not only tight-lipped but also mostly healthy, so even if they occasionally participated in group sex with large numbers of people, they wouldn't get any diseases. I thrived, and over the years, I ensured my vagina received all sorts of pleasure.

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