Xiao Jing, who is kept as a mistress in Shenzhen

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Since I started doing business in mainland China, I've always been very faithful to my wife. The temptations of many young women from the north never affected my loyalty. But since Xiaojing appeared, I completely betrayed my wife in Hong Kong. I kept her as a mistress in Shenzhen, a practice commonly known as "keeping a second wife."
Xiaojing was the manager of a high-end restaurant in Xindu Restaurant. When I first saw her, I thought I was seeing things because she looked exactly like my ex-lover from years ago, even her dimpled smile was identical. She was very refined, generous, and gentle and considerate towards me. My former lover, whom I had been infatuated with, had reappeared before me—perhaps it was heaven's reward! I, who had always been so loyal, finally did something to betray my wife, and at the same time, I tasted the sweetness of love. She wasn't your average prostitute from the north; she was a recent college graduate. Because of her innocence, our relationship progressed very smoothly.
When I first undressed her, I felt her shyness, her charm, and a fresh, clean aura.
I held the fair and delicate Xiaojing close, my desire overwhelming. Perhaps it was the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her, but I kissed every inch of her body. At the same time, I frantically licked her breasts and her smooth, hairless pubic area. Finally, I allowed my member to enter that small, tight place. I had only gone in a little when she showed a pained expression. "Xiaojing, does it hurt?"
Xiaojing said, tears welling in her eyes. "Oh! It hurts a little, but I...I love you!" Her Mandarin was beautiful, her soft voice embracing me, making me even more aroused, like a red-hot rod. I slowly pushed in, and she gripped the sheets, her upper lip tightly biting her lower lip. I stopped, kissing her tenderly. "Xiaojing, I love you too!"
"Ah!" Finally, I was fully inside, and Xiaojing's expression began to relax, her tense demeanor slowly loosening. I looked at her alluring eyes, her small dimples, so charming that no man could resist.
I began to thrust, the narrow passage causing me to swell even faster, and she twisted her body to retreat from me. "Ah!" she groaned in pain, perhaps a stage every girl goes through. But I was completely caught up in excitement, my thrusts becoming faster and faster. Her moans stimulated me intensely. "Ah! Xing-ge!" "Xiao-jing, how do you feel?" "Ah! Xing-ge! I...no...I'm alright!"
I swelled quickly, but also deflated quickly, because the stimulation Xiao-jing gave me was unprecedented. I collapsed, seeing the slightly red marks on the bed, and I realized that Xiao-jing had given me her first time. I kissed her gratefully; perhaps it was fate, that such a beautiful woman had fallen in love with a married man like me.
From then on, I lingered in this place, and Xiao-jing and I were inseparable, forgetting my wife in Hong Kong. Every night, we couldn't wait to make love, and gradually she became more gentle and considerate, serving me attentively. I loved kissing her; her lips were beautiful, her breath sweet as orchids—truly rare. The way her little tongue flicked out was irresistible. People generally perceived northern girls as terribly pragmatic, devoid of any real emotion, but Xiaojing had never asked me for money, which made me suspicious. Was her affection for me genuine or feigned?
One time, I returned to our love nest from Hong Kong without being noticed. I knew many mistresses would use their lovers' absences to cheat, so my surprise return revealed Xiaojing's feelings for me. When I opened the door, the scene in the living room was beyond my expectations.
Xiaojing was sitting obediently on the sofa, knitting a small sweater. Her gentleness moved and excited me. I kissed her happily, and she reciprocated, we kissing passionately. I pushed her onto the sofa, pressed her down, and cupped her face, saying, "Xiaojing, you're so good, I love you so much!" Xiaojing's gentle and virtuous nature was like that of a protected little bird, and I kissed her wildly. Although I had kissed her breasts, which were neither too big nor too small, many times, I still couldn't get enough of them. We rolled around naked on the carpet in the hall.
She kissed me back, and I lay on my back. She kissed my face, neck, and earlobes, and I felt waves of
pleasure slowly welling up from my lower abdomen. She kissed me gently, and her
jade-like hands carefully caressed and stroked me. I had taught her this, and gradually, she began to take the initiative, and her caresses became more skillful than at first. Her soft fingers gently grasped my penis, which became erect and proud under its rapid throbbing. She leaned back slightly, her small mouth kissing my chest, her jade-like hands sweeping over my scrotum, and I excitedly squeezed her breasts.
Her fingers were very captivating, slowly sweeping and gently flicking, which was even more intense than caressing. She licked my lower abdomen, and I knew she would stop at this point because the only thing she disliked was swallowing my penis.
So, I didn't force her. Every time we reached this point, I would straddle her and go straight to the finish line. But this time, unexpectedly, she licked lower and lower, stimulating me to the point of rapid arousal. Then, she actually took my glans into her mouth, gently licking its hard, shiny surface. Her little tongue slowly moved, and I felt like a volcano about to erupt.
Her mouth was so lovely; her licking felt so good. Watching her tongue circle my glans, I felt an indescribable stimulation. Although she hadn't taken my penis in yet, I was already very satisfied, because with her pure image, she was willing to condescend to me like this.
She opened her little mouth and slowly took it in. The sensation was unbearable. She even pressed the occasional hot liquid against her pink face. I was truly ecstatic. This phrase perfectly describes my current state.
I even moaned to release my inner excitement, but I suppressed the intense urge, savoring this blissful moment.
She licked and kissed me. Finally, she completely swallowed me. It was the first time in over two months, and I was excited. Although she didn't know how to handle it, I slowly started to thrust. The stimulation was unbearable; I was about to ejaculate! "Xiaojing, I'm going to cum!" I tried to tell her to move away, but she didn't. Instead, she swallowed and released even more intensely. I couldn't hold back any longer, and a hot stream shot out, flowing down my throat, but she completely accepted it.
She continued to suck until my glans stopped throbbing in her mouth, but she still held it tightly. I experienced the greatest pleasure of my life. "Xiaojing. I love you, I will always love you!" She was willing to give me everything. She wrapped my cum-filled spot with a warm towel, and it felt wonderful.
She nestled against my arm like a little bird, and I gently kissed her forehead and stroked her long, beautiful hair. The scent of my semen lingered in her mouth, but I couldn't resist kissing her again. Xiao Jing was not only sweet-looking, but her long hair was also more neat and smooth than many female celebrities. I gently stroked it, truly loving it.
"Xiao Jing, you haven't had your fill yet!" "Brother Xing, I love you. As long as you're comfortable, I'm comfortable too." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was as gentle as music. I love girls like that the most. Her thighs gently rested against my body, her fingers touching my waist. Perhaps I loved Xiao Jing too much, because after resting for a while, I couldn't help but embrace her and kiss her. She passionately met my lips.
Her little tongue teased in my mouth, and I desperately sucked her sweet nectar. Soon, my erection hardened again, even hotter and more erect than the first time. "Oh! You...you're so naughty, so fast!" She shyly pushed me away, turning slightly. This feeling of feigned resistance was incredibly alluring, making me even more frantic and excited.
I pounced on her and embraced her, my hardness pressing tightly against her soft buttocks, my hands kneading her soft and bouncy breasts. “Xiao Jing. I’ll make you feel good.” “Oh! You want to have fun, but you’re deceiving me.” Her coquettishness was natural, not excessive, and had a flirtatious feel to it. I nervously kissed her earlobe, and she leaned back slightly to accommodate my advances. “Ah!” She let out a soft moan.
“Xiao Jing. You’re so pleasing to the eye.” “Brother Xing. What… what do you want now? You just came once!” “I… I want to swallow you whole.” “Ah. Do whatever you like.” I turned her over, and she lay flat on her back while I climbed on top of her. My lower body rubbed against her, while my lips kissed her eyes, her eyelashes, her nose, and my remaining hands played with her breasts.
Soon. Her breathing became rapid. My hand began to explore her, a sensitive spot, and she moaned rhythmically. Her little tongue licked her dry, hot lips; she searched for my lips, wanting me to kiss her. Because she had this need. But I playfully slipped my fingers inside, and she sucked them tightly. I inserted the fingers of my other hand into her slippery vagina, slowly savoring the moment her desire reached its peak. Because my foreplay was
just right, she seemed very passionate, her face slightly flushed, her body twisting, with a kind of unrestrained feeling. "Brother Xing!" "Oh! What are you doing!" "Ew! You're so naughty! You know, you just have to torment me." Yes, I knew she really needed it, needed me to satisfy her, but I deliberately took my time, intentionally teasing her a little. So I said, "I don't know what you want? Tell me."
"You...you!" "She was too shy to speak, but her delicate hands pressed desperately against my buttocks, pushing them towards her. I deliberately teased her from nearby. "Brother Xing, come in!" she pleaded, trying to please me.
My tender heart made me unable to continue teasing her, especially since she was my most beloved woman. I took a deep breath and thrust straight in, completely reaching her deepest part, her womb. Her brows furrowed, her lips parted slightly, and her hands gripped my buttocks tightly.
The feeling was hard to describe, but I knew she had found a source of fulfillment on the edge of emptiness and helplessness.
The complete fulfillment made her happy and satisfied. I simply went all the way in, holding her soft body tightly, but remained still, savoring the unique sensation. "Oh brother! Why aren't you moving!" "Xiao Jing. I'm admiring you!" Xiao Jing, who had been half-closing her eyes, opened them slightly. "Oh! Come on. You bad man." "
Something hard pressed against her warm spot, gently touching her pretty face and admiring her beautiful features. It felt wonderful. It was a completely different experience. Completely different from the feeling of a chaotic, impulsive release; this pent-up desire was incredibly satisfying. With intermittent movements, Xiaojing became even more passionate.
I leaned down and kissed her; I loved her little mouth the most. I cupped her face and gently bit her lips—it was ecstatic.
'Touch me,' I said, taking her hand and guiding it downwards. 'Oh. So hard!'" "I retreated slightly, my wet and erect member displaying my virility. She embraced me and kissed me. I knew this was when she needed it most. I began to prepare myself, to begin my assault. Her body was supple and boneless, while I attacked with frenzied passion. A
captivating symphony filled the carpet, the rhythm gradually increasing. Her graceful waist responded, capturing my movements, her half-open lips moaning and whimpering, fueling my desire. Climaxes came one after another; she awaited the moment of ultimate pleasure, and I was ready to unleash my power. The surging waves crashed down, and I let out a hysterical roar, pouring myself completely and utterly into her.
'Wow!'" "Xiaojing cried out too, the warm, throbbing heat like a cannonball. Xiaojing, drenched in fragrant sweat, hugged me tightly, as if she wanted to completely absorb me. The powerful ejaculation was still throbbing; she held me even tighter, her kisses like raindrops—a return kiss, perhaps! She had achieved a wonderful climax, and I collapsed into her arms, both of us breathing heavily, caressing each other, savoring this unforgettable moment.
I withdrew, lying down beside her to avoid overburdening Xiaojing; I absolutely wanted her to be happy. She slowly got up, brought a warm towel, and then applied it to that spot—it felt so good. Xiaojing had completely entered my life; she was more important than my wife. We were not only compatible sexually, but also incredibly compatible in our daily lives. We shared many hobbies; in our free time, we cooked and prepared meals together, enjoying dinner—it was wonderful.
After dinner, we would make love, happily until dawn before going to sleep. Xiaojing's gentle and quiet nature..." This made me very happy. However, I couldn't divorce my wife and be with Xiaojing in such a miserable state. I didn't want to bear the stigma of abandoning my wife and children, because although I couldn't lose Xiaojing, my wife was also a very important woman in my life. She was my wife and the one I started my business with.
I finally came up with a shameful idea: I would let my wife step out of the confines of marital sex. I would let her meet other men first, so that even if she found out about Xiaojing, it wouldn't cause too much of a stir. I admit I still loved my wife, but Xiaojing was simply too tempting for me.
In a hotel in Thailand, my heart was pounding, probably due to nervousness. I pushed open the door and groped my way to the bedside. I vaguely saw a beautiful figure; it was Mrs. He, whom I had always coveted. Mrs. He was a beautiful woman who had once made my heart flutter and filled me with fantasies. She was also my former lover, whom I had once been infatuated with. This made me focus on Xiaojing... The woman I was after was her.
We had already touched each other's bodies, just short of sleeping together. Her parents, because I was too poor, married her off to He Wen, who came from a well-off family. But He Wen was now just a high-ranking employee under my wife. Now, I could finally embrace this beauty of my dreams; I was indescribably happy. I couldn't wait to kiss her; her fragrant cherry lips, her thin lips, felt so good.
She responded to me, because she thought I was her husband. This method of switching wives was my idea, incredibly exciting. I've always liked Mrs. He; her allure has captivated me. Once, after drinking, I blurted out that He Wen also liked my wife. So, the two of us men made a grand agreement, to try something new—wife swapping.
But we were both afraid our wives would be unhappy, so we had to do it secretly, using a trip as a pretext for the swap.
First, the two couples participated in a… A tour group deliberately chose rooms in the adjacent hotel to facilitate our further plans. These two rooms also had a unique feature: they connected via balconies.
During the day, everyone had a great time, visiting famous sights, but my eyes were already fixed on Mrs. He, fantasizing about the thrill of witnessing wife-swapping in the middle of the night, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly excited. Sure enough, that night, after our wives were fast asleep, He Wen and I switched rooms. We crept from the balcony to each other's rooms and swapped wives in the dark, completely unnoticed.
Mrs. He, half-asleep, was very attractive. During the day, I could admire her swaying figure, but now I could touch her to my heart's content. It turned out that Mrs. He liked to sleep naked; the moment I touched her, her smooth skin immediately aroused me. I dared not make a sound, because I was afraid she would discover I wasn't her husband. I slowly kissed and licked her. Licking her
breasts, which I found so alluring, I happily buried my face in them, gently rubbing them.
She seemed a little restless from my arousal, softly moaning, "Oh! Oh!" She spread her legs, seemingly yearning for me to enter, but I deliberately teased and rubbed, wanting to torment this little slut. "Ah! Husband." Her voice was so stimulating; she was moaning, the sound a little strange, but I had an urge to steal someone else's wife, and I didn't care. I've always admired Mrs. He's two long, snow-white legs, so I was determined to suck them to my heart's content, kissing from her calves to her thighs. I lingered between her legs, and her moans rose from low groans to sharp cries.
"Oh! Oh! Husband, come on!" "I was also highly aroused, my erection taut, and I thrust my rock-hard member inside. Mrs. He was finally possessed; the thrill was indescribable. I thrust violently, relieving the torment of my past longing for her. Before, I could only fantasize about her; now my dream had come true. Mrs. He and I were one; I wanted to have sex with her wildly.
She responded readily, perhaps believing I was her husband, and therefore had no suspicions. At that moment, my penis was deeply inserted into her flesh; her fortress was finally completely occupied. This desire fueled my lust. I wanted to inject my most precious thing into Mrs. He's body, to her deepest depths.
I thrust vigorously, and her legs wrapped around me like scissors. 'Ah! I'm coming! I'm coming!'" "I excitedly ejaculated into her vagina while holding her slender waist tightly. Finally, I released my pent-up desire. I still held her tightly. Mrs. He said, 'Ah Wen, what's wrong with you tonight? You've already had your fun, why won't you let me get up and wipe you down?' As she spoke, she suddenly turned on the light. In the soft light, even if I turned around, I would still be completely exposed."
Mrs. He exclaimed, "Ah Xing, how could it be you!" I quickly threw on a bath towel and said, "Ah Feng, your husband and I have an agreement. He's sleeping with my wife next door! If you don't believe me, I'll take you over to see." Mrs. He indeed put on a bath towel as well, and followed me from the balcony. I gently opened the door, took Mrs. He's hand, and quietly walked to the bedside. At that moment, He Wen and my wife were passionately engaged in intercourse on the bed. In the dim light,
only two overlapping figures could be seen, but the sounds of He Wen's penis thrusting in and out of my wife's body, as well as my wife's moans, were clearly audible. I wanted my wife to know that she was having sex with someone else, so I turned on the light. Both of them on the bed were startled. Especially my wife, who realized that the man she was holding wasn't me. She was shocked and let go of my hands, her mouth agape, unable to speak.
I didn't say anything, but simply pulled Mrs. He out of the room and walked back the way we came. As I stepped outside, I closed the door behind me. Then I stopped and, with Mrs. He, peeked out from the doorway. I saw He Wen gesturing wildly as he explained to my wife, who seemed to accept it. Then, He Wen pounced on my wife again.
His penis continued to thrust in and out of her vagina. My wife reached for the headboard, and the light in the room went out. I pulled Mrs. He back to the room, and she casually locked the door—a small gesture that brought me immense joy! I don't know how my wife and He Wen spent the night.
But once Mrs. He understood the truth about the swapping, her boldness and passion immediately overwhelmed me. It turned out that although she had married He Wen under family pressure, she still harbored feelings for me and her first love. Tonight, the lovers were finally united, and naturally, they enjoyed a joyous and carefree night.
When I returned to Xiaojing's side, I was still reminiscing about Mrs. He. Ah Feng, naked, was certainly much more mature than Xiaojing. Even my wife couldn't match her boldness in bed. On the last night of the trip, she was almost completely in control. I was somewhat glad I hadn't married her, otherwise I would have become a dried-up person.
Xiaojing was different from my wife. She would never make any demands, yet she would enthusiastically accept every act of kindness I gave her. My wife never accepted oral sex. That night, after watching her husband and my wife's lovemaking, Ah Feng immediately gave me oral sex. Afterwards, during our intercourse, she always gave me oral sex before intercourse. However, only Xiaojing allowed me to ejaculate in her mouth.
My wife eventually found out about my affair with Xiaojing. She accompanied me to Shenzhen to see Xiaojing. At that time, both Xiaojing and I were very nervous.
However, after my wife met Xiaojing, she surprisingly allowed us to continue our relationship. It turned out that my wife had already had a checkup and knew she was infertile. Being a virtuous woman, she also wanted me to have children, so she wanted Xiaojing to carry on my family line.
Xiaojing finally gave birth to a son for me, but from then on, she and I treated my wife with the utmost respect.

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