I sleep with other men's wives, and they sleep with my wife too.

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(I)

My first informal sexual encounter was when I was in fifth grade. One day, I went to Qun's house to play. Qun was my

good friend, and we often had sex together. At that time, she was in fourth grade.

When I arrived at her house, she was watching two second-grade boys playing sexual games with great interest. After watching

for a while , she asked me, "Do you want to try it?" I nodded. She pulled me into the room, and we each pulled our pants

down to our calves. She pulled my hard penis into her vagina. I thrust forward, and she said,

"No, don't!" After straightening my penis with her hand, she said, "Okay! Push!" At that time, she

hadn't ; she had no pubic hair, let alone any vaginal lubrication.

I pushed forward with all my might, only to feel that her vagina was very narrow, and my penis was being squeezed painfully, but I

still pushed forward with all my might. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my penis, so I quickly pulled it out, put my pants back on, cried out

"It hurts!", and ran away. I ran back home, took off my pants, and saw that my penis was bleeding. It turned out that I had used

too much and tore the base of my penis. Of course, it wasn't serious and it would be fine in a couple of days.

The next day, I ran into Qun, who asked me why I had left that day. I honestly told her that my penis was

bleeding , and then I left embarrassedly, but I never asked her if she was injured too.

After I grew up, I wondered if I had also torn her hymen. My first time making love, no, it should

be called an ignorant sexual game, seems ridiculous now. I was only eleven years old at the time.

(II)

My first formal time making love was during the summer vacation of my first year of high school. I had just turned fifteen.

That afternoon, my parents went to work, and I was home alone. Around 2:30, my

female classmate Afang came to me, saying that she didn't understand some of her homework and wanted to ask me for help. Afang was my deskmate and

one of the prettiest girls in the class. She was usually very nice to me, and we got along very well. I invited her

into my bedroom—because back then, our only room had a small desk. I asked her to sit on a

small round stool, and I stood next to her to work on our lessons.

Afang was wearing the most fashionable white shirt of the time (female high school students rarely wore bras or underwear then). I

glanced unintentionally at her neckline, and ah, I saw two mounds of flesh, and most strikingly, at

the very top of those mounds were two things that looked like red beans. "Ah, these are a woman's breasts." My crotch

immediately hardened.

As I explained to Afang, I rested my head on her neck, getting a closer look at her

breasts . "A woman's breasts are so beautiful!" (Actually, Afang's breasts were just beginning to develop and weren't very prominent.)

My crotch was already bulging.

At that moment, Afang's hand moved slightly, and her wrist just happened to touch my penis. Afang probably sensed

something was off, glanced at my crotch, and her face instantly turned bright red. My heart was

pounding . How embarrassing it would be if Afang found out I was having an erection! But just now, when Afang's hand touched my

penis, I felt incredibly good. I mustered my courage and, pretending to be casual, touched her hand with my lower body. Afang's

body trembled slightly, but she didn't move her hand away.

Afang didn't show any aversion, so I became even bolder, my penis rubbing against her hand. Afang

still didn't move her hand away. "Since I've already done this, I might as well go all the way!" I thought, turning my body behind Afang,

rubbing my lower body against her back forcefully, and reaching my hands under her armpits to grab her breasts. "Ah, Ahua,

no..." Afang cried out, then stopped.

"Afang, I love you, don't move." I rubbed my hands together through her white shirt for a while, seeing that Afang's

eyes and she didn't resist, I became even bolder. I freed one hand and unbuttoned Afang's white shirt, pulling

it off. Two slightly raised mounds of flesh and two bright red nipples appeared before my eyes. Afang

quickly and shyly covered her chest with her hands. I took Afang's hands in mine, gently lowered them, and then

eagerly grasped her breasts. Ah, her breasts were soft, her nipples hard—the feeling was wonderful.

After caressing them for a while, I picked Afang up and gently placed her on the bed, then lightly kissed her

nipple. "Ah…" The sudden stimulation made Afang moan softly. I kissed her breasts

for a while, then leaned down and kissed her lips. Her lips were soft, wet, and felt wonderful. I tried

to explore her mouth with my tongue; my tongue touched hers, and finally, our tongues

intertwined —the feeling was truly amazing.

My penis swelled even more, and I quickly pulled down her pants. A high,

mound-like mons pubis appeared before my eyes, with a few sparse black hairs on it. Ah, this was a woman

's vulva. I spread Afang's legs apart, and ah, I found a small groove. I thought, this must be the vaginal opening

? I touched it with my hand. "Ah!" Afang couldn't help but cry out. Her virgin territory,

untouched , the most sensitive area of a woman, would naturally exclaim in surprise once a man touched it.

My fingers continued to stroke her groove, and strangely, it gradually became wet. Afang's

breathing became heavy, and my penis throbbed painfully. I immediately took off all my clothes, knelt between

Afang's legs, guided my swollen, purplish penis, aimed it at Afang's groove, and slowly inserted it.

The moment my glans touched her labia, I clearly felt Afang's whole body tremble.

My glans went in, ah, soft, wet, warm, slippery, the feeling was wonderful.

Suddenly, my glans encountered resistance and couldn't go any further. "Ah...it hurts, be careful, it hurts!" Afang cried

out, frowning.

I stopped. After a while, seeing that Afang wasn't frowning anymore, I launched another attack. I

thrust my lower body forward forcefully, and my entire penis disappeared into Afang's vagina. "Ah...it hurts!"

Afang cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. I quickly stopped.

After a while, Afang opened her eyes and said shyly, "You can move slowly now,

but don't be too rough!" Hearing this, I slowly moved my penis in and out. Afang's vagina gripped my penis

tightly, and currents of electricity flowed from her vagina to my penis, and then to every cell in my body.

This was a feeling I'd never experienced before—it was so exhilarating. I thought, this is what making

love is like! Ah Fang, with her eyes tightly closed and lips slightly parted, was also savoring the sensations of making love.

The water in the ditch was increasing, and my thrusting speed unconsciously quickened. Finally, my glans tingled

; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I quickly thrust a few times and pulled my penis out. White

semen gushed out like a machine gun. I quickly caught it with my palm to avoid staining the sheets. But there was too much

semen ; my palm couldn't hold it all. A few drops flowed down the back of my hand onto Ah Fang's thigh, then down her

thigh and onto the sheets. Looking at the sheets again, I saw a few drops of bright red blood, stained in a peach-blossom pattern,

on the snow-white fabric. I knew this was virgin blood, the blood a woman sheds only once in her life.

Afang quickly got out of bed, dressed, and pointed at my forehead, playfully scolding, "You're so naughty!"

I hugged her, "Fang, does it still hurt? Fang, I love you! Fang, come again next week, okay?" Afang

nodded in agreement.

After Afang left, I cut off the part of the bed sheet stained with peach blossoms. I still

keep ; it's the bloodstain left by the first woman who gave herself to me, and I cherish it.

After that, almost every Sunday, Afang came to my house. We did our homework together, talked about our feelings, and of course

, made love. Sometimes, we would go to the park or the countryside for some outdoor sex. We cared for and helped each other,

and our grades were excellent; our classmates envied us. However, we also had our own worries. When Afang's

period was about to start, we were anxious, fearing that heaven would prematurely bestow upon us "the fruit of our love."

Fortunately, this never happened.

According to my diary, we made love 118 times in a year, the highest record besides my wife

. Although I met many women more beautiful than Afang afterward, Afang is

the one .

During the frequent making love, I mastered many lovemaking techniques and skills, which have

benefited .

The college entrance examination notice arrived. I was admitted to my first choice, Sun Yat-sen University in Guangzhou, while Afang was admitted to her second choice,

Fudan University (we both applied to the same university, hoping to be in

the same department). We were both very sad to hear this news—we had to separate.

The night before we registered at the university, we hugged each other and cried, spending the whole night together.

After entering university, we initially kept in touch by writing to each other every day. Later, our letters became less frequent, and we eventually lost

contact because we both found new confidants.

(III)

After entering university, I rented a small two-bedroom villa near the school. At university, I

met many new classmates. Because of my outstanding academic performance, good looks, and kind nature,

I gained the favor of professors and classmates and was even elected as the president of the student union.

Soon after, I also met three campus beauties. These three girls were named Xiaowen, Biyi, and Pingping.

Xiaowen, wearing glasses, was quiet and beautiful, like a secluded orchid in a deep valley; Biyi, an athletic girl

, tall and fit, exuded youthful energy, with fair skin, bright eyes, and a sweet, lively, and

adorable appearance, like a lovely lily; Pingping, at 1.71 meters tall, had high breasts, a slender

waist , and a round bottom, with fair skin and a rosy complexion. Looking at her face, she was dazzlingly beautiful, making hearts flutter. She was

so perfect, and her temperament was so elegant and graceful.

These three beautiful girls shared similar tastes and were incredibly good friends.

Many male classmates pursued them, but I knew none of them had a good outcome.

For some reason, they started approaching me, often inviting me to movies, fishing, concerts, and even

trips. Soon, the trio of beautiful girls became a "gang of four." This made

me incredibly envious of the male students at university. The three of them lived in the same dormitory at school, and sometimes when they stayed out too late and the school gates

were closed, they would stay overnight at my small villa. Of course, I slept in one room, and the three of them slept

in another .

As we spent more time together, I developed a special fondness for Pingping. But every activity was always done by the four of us,

rarely giving us a chance to be alone.

One night, around 11:30 PM, I was watching TV in the living room when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and

saw Pingping. She was completely soaked, her white dress clinging tightly to her snow-white skin; I

could clearly see her bra and underwear.

I exclaimed in surprise, "Pingping, what happened? Didn't you say your cousin was here and you were going to keep her company, and you wouldn't

be back tonight?"

Pingping walked in, smiling, and said, "I changed my mind. But the school gates were closed when I got back, so I had to

stay here for the night."

Seeing that she was shivering from the cold, I immediately grabbed a towel to dry her hair, then went into the bathroom

, turned on the water heater, filled the bathtub with hot water, and took a shirt and a pair of trousers from the closet, handing them to her and saying, "Go take

a shower and warm yourself up. I've already filled the tub with hot water. These clothes will do."

Pingping smiled and said to me, "You're very considerate!" She turned and

walked watching TV in the living room.

About fifteen minutes later, Pingping came out, and I glanced at her, stunned. Pingping was only wearing

a shirt, and she wasn't wearing any trousers. The shirt only covered her thighs slightly below the groin, meaning that

her legs were almost completely bare, only covering her most important part. We'd known each other for almost a

year , and I'd never looked at her legs like that before. They were so beautiful—long, shapely, fair with a rosy glow,

flawless. Absolutely perfect! And I knew she was completely naked under her shirt.

I stared at her legs, admiring them intently. "You little pervert, what are you looking at?" Pingping walked

over , sat beside me, and tapped my forehead.

Startled by her touch, I said awkwardly, "Sorry, your legs are just too beautiful."

She feigned anger, saying, "Only your legs are beautiful?"

"No, no, your whole body is beautiful." After a pause, I said seriously, "Pingping, to be honest,

you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, more beautiful than any of the actresses on TV or in movies."

Pingping blushed and changed the subject, "Your trousers are too big for me, so I have

to wear them. Just pretend you're wearing a mini-skirt!"

I continued her line playfully, "But you're so beautiful, and you're wearing so little, it's tempting

!"

"Am I really that beautiful?"

"Beautiful, dazzlingly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful!" "Are

you breathtakingly beautiful?"

"Of course."

Hearing my words, her smile faded, and she said solemnly, "Do you love me?"

I hadn't expected her to ask so directly, and for a moment I didn't know how to answer, I was stunned.

"Answer me, do you love me?"

Seeing her serious expression and the intense gaze in her eyes, I knew she was serious. I bravely raised my head and

looked at her, saying, "Yes, I love you!"

"Will you let me be your wife, and love and care for me for the rest of your life?"

"I do!"

Hearing my words, she smiled, a smile like a beautiful flower. She leaned closer to me, her small lips pressing

against mine. Our tongues intertwined, and our hands held each other tightly.

After a long kiss, I cupped her face in my hands, a blissful smile on my face, and said, "Pingping, I

love you! I love you to death. Pingping, I love you, I've wanted to tell you for so long, I love you!"

Pingping kissed me back and said, "Hua, I love you. From the moment we first met, I

fell in love with you. Now, I feel so happy! I've found a man who loves me, and I love him too

."

"Yes, we've both gotten what we wanted!" Another long kiss.

This time, my hands boldly lifted her clothes, caressing her back, her buttocks, her

thighs. Gradually, my hands touched her breasts, her nipples. Ah, her breasts were so big, so firm.

Compared to Afang's breasts, Afang's could only be described as flat and narrow. However, the sexual experience I gained from Afang

was very useful. After caressing her for a while, Pingping's breathing became heavy—she was aroused.

"Pingping, give yourself to me tonight, okay?"

Pingping nodded gently.

Seeing her agree, I was overjoyed. I immediately stood up, picked Pingping up, carried her into my

room, and gently placed her on the bed.

"Oh God, thank you. I finally have Pingping. I have the most beautiful, gentlest, and most capable

woman in the world!" I kissed Pingping and took off her clothes.

Ah, is this carved from white jade? I was stunned. A flawless white body, snow-white and rosy

skin , high and firm breasts, two small red bean-like nipples at the tips, a flat and slender abdomen, round and

firm buttocks, plus a pair of gracefully curved legs. So perfect. I believe that even the world's most

outstanding sculptor could not sculpt such a beautiful body. Most striking was

the tuft of pubic hair below her abdomen, forming an inverted triangle, very thick, shiny black, like an

eagle .

Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Pingping opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Hua, what are you doing?"

"So beautiful, so perfect. I'm admiring my beautiful Pingping!"

"You smooth talker."

I took off my clothes, climbed onto the bed, and lay on top of Pingping, caressing and kissing every

part . Pingping's skin was smooth and slippery, like solidified cream. Under my skillful and masterful flirting techniques, Pingping

was panting heavily, her whole body flushed a rosy red. Finally, my hand reached her most sensitive part.

After gently stroking her soft pubic hair for a while, I opened her legs, revealing a pinkish fleshy groove.

At the bottom was a small hole, slightly larger than a ballpoint pen refill. I knew this was where my penis would enter.

I used both hands; my left thumb pressed her clitoris, gently stroking it, while my right index finger lightly caressed her labia

majora and minora . Finally, I gently inserted my index finger into her vaginal opening, gently probing. At first,

Pingping held back with clenched teeth, but finally, she couldn't resist anymore and let out a groan, her vagina already

overflowing.

"Ahua, this feels so good! Don't use your hands anymore."

I pulled Pingping to the edge of the bed, her legs raised outwards. I jumped off the bed, took my penis, aimed it at her

vaginal opening, and rubbed it against her labia a few times to wet it. "It's hot, so comfortable!"

I pushed my penis into her vaginal opening, about a finger's width deep, but my path was blocked! I

knew my penis had reached her hymen.

"Pingping, it hurts a little, you have to bear it. It'll stop hurting after a while!"

"I'll bear it, I'll tell you to stop if I can't. Every woman has to go through this."

A short pain is better than a long one, that's the experience I learned from having sex with Afang. I thrust forward forcefully, my penis fully inserted

into Pingping's vagina.

"It hurts, stop!"

"Pingping, it's in. My Pingping, you're no longer a girl, you're a real woman now.

Pingping, does it still hurt?"

"Much better. Actually, it didn't hurt much just now, I was just scared. You can move slowly now,

it's itchy inside."

I kissed Pingping while slowly thrusting my penis in and out. At first, Pingping frowned, but later

she groaned, a happy smile on her face, she looked so beautiful. I gradually increased the rhythm of my thrusts,

Pingping's nipples rose and fell with my thrusts, her head twisted from side to side, Pingping reached orgasm.

I thought, Pingping is a born slut. Because according to the books, it's rare for a woman to have an orgasm for the first time.

A woman who has an orgasm for the first time has a very strong sex drive, she's called a slut. I haven't had sex for almost a year, Pingping's vagina is very narrow, and she's very wet, every thrust brought a strong stimulation to

my penis .

About fifteen minutes later, my glans

tingled , and semen gushed out, covering Pingping's pubic hair and face with my semen.

After cleaning up, Pingping and I embraced and caressed each other.

"Pingping, was that good?"

"It was so good! I never knew making love could be so pleasurable. From now on, I want you to make love to me every day."

"As long as my Pingping is happy, I'll make love to her every day, making her comfortable and happy!"

Afterwards, I cut off the sheets stained with Pingping's blood and kept them.

That night, we slept in each other's arms. When we woke up in the morning, Pingping asked me to do it again, which

suited me perfectly , so we did it again. This time, we made love for a full 30 minutes. Pingping further experienced

the pleasure of sex, and her interest in sex increased even more afterward. I always obliged and tried my best to satisfy her requests.

Pingping had a high aptitude for sex and quickly mastered the essentials. Making love with her was even more enjoyable for me.

Soon, Xiaowen and Biyi found out about my relationship with Pingping. To be honest, I could tell that they both

had feelings for me, but they still interacted with me as before, and I treated them very well. In this way, our friendship

lasted until graduation from university.

After graduation, Pingping, Xiaowen, several other classmates, and I went to work in Shenzhen, while Biyi returned to

her hometown of Shanghai. Soon after, Pingping and I got married, and we lived a happy and fulfilling life. Of course, we also had smooth sailing at work

. Pingping, with her beauty and intelligence, became the general manager of a large advertising company; as for me, I

worked in the public security department, and due to solving many difficult cases and having good interpersonal relationships, I was promoted to the director of a district public security bureau.

(IV)

One night a year later, Xiaowen invited me and a few other classmates out for a late-night snack (that night Pingping

was on a business trip to Nanjing). She happily told us that she was getting married. We were all happy for her, and the classmates

toasted her. That night, she, who didn't drink, drank quite a lot and got drunk.

After dinner, it was already past 10 p.m., and my friends entrusted me with the most difficult task

of taking her .

I drove her to the dormitory entrance, and I pulled her out of the car. She was so drunk that she couldn't even stand up straight. She leaned

forward and was about to fall.

I immediately hugged her, and suddenly, I found something soft pressing down on my palm. It turned out that

my hand had inadvertently grabbed her chest. "So bouncy!" My erection immediately paid her the

highest tribute.

I carried her back to her dorm. She was a single woman, living alone. I carried her back to her

room and placed her on the bed. She lay on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She was wearing a semi-transparent white

blouse and a super short mini-skirt. At that moment, I saw a completely transparent thong under the mini-skirt,

her sparse pubic hair clearly visible. She was lying sweetly on the bed, her face rosy, her lips slightly parted, and my

erection once again paid her the highest tribute.

"To do it or not to do it?" "This is a perfect opportunity!" "But it's too despicable to do this

!" "Why not do it!" My heart was pounding.

"Xiao Wen, Xiao Wen!" I called her a few times, but Xiao Wen didn't respond at all, sleeping soundly. I

carefully took off her thong and rolled up her mini-skirt. Ah, beneath the sparse pubic hair was a

bright red jade slit. "So alluring!" I touched her; it was warm and moist.

I couldn't wait to unbutton her clothes and remove her bra, revealing two high, firm breasts before me

, their nipples small and bright red. I gently touched them; they were white, supple, and smooth. The feeling

still intoxicates me.

After a while, I reluctantly left her breasts and moved my attention downwards. I

used both hands, gently inserting my right middle finger into her vagina and lightly rubbing her clitoris with my left thumb. Soon, Xiaowen's

juices flowed, and I could feel her breathing quicken.

Seeing her flushed face, I couldn't resist any longer. I pulled down my pants, stood by the bed, and, holding

my erect penis, rubbed it against Xiaowen's opening a few times, my penis becoming wet with her juices. I

closed my eyes and gently thrust forward, my penis slowly entering Xiaowen's vagina. It was tight, slippery, and warm. From slow

to fast, I quickened my pace, thrusting hard into her cave hundreds of times.

A tingling sensation ran through the tip of my penis as I fired eleven thick streams of semen inside Xiaowen.

"Ah, so exciting, so good!" I lay on top of Xiaowen for a while, touching and kissing her white body,

slowly withdrawing my still-wet penis. I first put on my pants, then

wiped the semen from Xiaowen's opening, put on my underwear, straightened my clothes, carried her to bed, covered her with the blanket, and left satisfied.

"It's so good to sleep with someone's fiancée!" "It feels so good to cuckold someone!" "

It feels so good to steal someone's wife, so exciting!" I kept telling myself on the way home.

The next day, I met Xiaowen. Xiaowen said to me slyly, "Thank you for taking me home last night!"

I said, "You're welcome. You were very drunk yesterday!"

She blushed and said, "Actually, I wasn't very drunk. I know very well what happened last night."

After hearing this, I was at a loss and lowered my head to say to her, "Xiaowen, I'm sorry, please forgive my

impulsiveness !"

"Don't blame yourself, this was arranged beforehand. You know I like you, and I wanted to make

love with you before the wedding, although this is not my first time. Thank you for giving me an unforgettable night before my wedding!"

Hearing her say this, I felt much more relaxed. I raised my head and looked at her affectionately and said, "Will there be another

chance like this?"

"No, I want to be a good wife after the wedding. Besides, I don't want to affect your relationship with Pingping. Let bygones

be bygones!"

After that, Xiaowen and I remained best friends, but neither of us mentioned

what happened that night again.

(V)

It feels good to cuckold someone, and it feels good to cuckold yourself.

One night, I returned from a business trip. This business trip was supposed to last 10 days, but I

finished it in seven and excitedly returned home. To surprise Pingping, I didn't

tell her.

I tiptoed home; the living room was empty. Reaching the bedroom door, I found it ajar. Peeking

inside, I saw two naked worms wriggling on the bed. The one on top was Pingping's colleague,

A-Ming , and the one below was none other than my wife, Pingping.

"No, no! What will my husband think if he finds out!" Pingping cried.

Amin held Pingping's hand down with one hand, while the other hand rubbed her high breasts, occasionally rubbing her

nipples with his fingers. His mouth was also busy, kissing my wife's flawless white body, while his erect penis

rubbed against her vulva, already throbbing with desire. But Pingping kept her legs tightly closed, so his penis could only

rub against her jade-like legs and thick pubic hair.

Amin pleaded with Pingping, "Pingping, you're so beautiful. Every time I see you, my heart races. I do

n't care what the consequences are. Just this once, I won't tell, you won't tell, and your husband won't

know."

At this moment, I should have rushed in and given Amin a good beating. But then I thought, rushing in under these circumstances

would be awkward for everyone. If Pingping didn't want to, Amin couldn't have her; if Pingping did want to, I

wouldn't have anything to . Did Pingping want to or not? The mystery was soon revealed.

At this moment, Pingping's face flushed, and her legs were no longer as tightly closed as before; clearly,

she was aroused. After all, Pingping hadn't had sex for seven days and couldn't resist any longer, but she still weakly murmured,

"No, no." Taking advantage of this, Amin released his grip on Pingping, extended his index finger, and gently teased her

labia.

He kissed Pingping's dazzlingly beautiful face and said, "Just this once. You're so beautiful, are you content to only let one

man ? Don't shout anymore, it's not good if someone hears! Enjoy life."

Amin's hands and words coaxed Pingping, and she completely gave up resisting, saying nothing more. Her thighs relaxed,

exposing her pink vulva to Amin's eyes. Amin was overjoyed at the sight. He bent down, put his tongue into Pingping's mouth,

his left hand wantonly teasing her nipples and areolas, and his right index finger inserted into her vulva,

thrusting in and out, deep and shallow.

Seeing this, I thought: What should I do? Should I go in and stop them, or keep watching? At that moment, I

noticed my penis was also erect, about to burst out of my pants. I also realized that every cell in my body

was incredibly excited. I found it strange; why did I feel excited and stimulated when my wife was having sex with someone else? I

abandoned the idea of barging in and decided to keep watching. I unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and

started masturbating while watching.

Under Ah Ming's teasing, Pingping's vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably like the Yangtze River,

soaking a large area of the bedsheets. Consumed by lust, she couldn't hold back any longer, tightly hugging Ah Ming, her tongue sticking

out and intertwining with his, emitting moans of "Ah...ah..." At the same time, I

saw her trying to push her genitals upwards.

"Ah Ming, come on! Go in!" Pingping pleaded, unable to bear Ah Ming's ministrations.

Seeing her wanton state, Ah Ming wasn't in a hurry to make a move. "Touch my little brother!" Ah Ming said,

pulling her hand to touch his dark penis.

Eager to be penetrated sooner, Pingping disregarded her shame, opening her eyes, her face flushed, and began to stroke his

shaft . "Ah! So long!" Pingping exclaimed.

"More impressive than your husband's, right?" Ah Ming said smugly.

I thought: This slut wouldn't disregard her husband's dignity just to please this guy, would she? My heart was in my throat,

waiting for her answer.

"Long is yours, but thicker is still my husband's."

My heart finally settled. I thought: Pingping, my love for you wasn't in vain.

After Pingping stroked his penis a few times, Ah Ming's dark, swollen shaft was erect, and he couldn't take it anymore. He

rolled over and climbed on top of Pingping, spreading my wife's legs as he exclaimed, "What a beautiful body!

I've never seen such a beautiful woman. I can finally be one with her."

Hearing A-Ming's praise of Pingping, I felt incredibly proud

and honored to have such a beautiful wife.

Pingping couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed A-Ming's penis and shoved it into her vagina. A-Ming

gently thrust forward, and his penis was already more than halfway in. "Ah!" Pingping's facial muscles contorted as

she let out a groan of unparalleled pleasure. "So tight! So comfortable!" A-Ming groaned as well.

At first, A-Ming thrust rhythmically, but later, he no longer cared about being gentle and

began to pound away fiercely. As I stroked my penis to Amin's rhythm, I thought, "Damn it,

if this were your wife Afen, would you be fucking her like this? My beloved Pingping's hole is already

ravaged ."

Watching Pingping's breasts rise and fall like waves with Amin's thrusts, her mouth constantly moaning,

"Ah, so good, faster..." I thought, good wife, you're enjoying yourself, but your poor husband is outside enjoying

himself.

After a few hundred thrusts, Amin stopped and flipped Pingping over. My poor wife,

acting like a bitch in front of another man. Amin, that dog, holding his black penis, thrust into Pingping's

jade hole once more. Amin used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique, attacking Pingping. After a few rounds, Pingping's

moans rang out again. Amin knelt on the bed, grabbing Pingping's breasts with both hands, his penis slamming forward repeatedly,

the room filled with a series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding and Pingping and Amin's duet.

After a few hundred more thrusts, Ah Ming suddenly sped up, let out a wild shout, pulled out

his penis, and ejaculated onto Pingping's snow-white, round buttocks.

The two of them embraced on the bed, Ah Ming rubbing Pingping's breasts with his hands, asking, "How was that?

Impressive right?"

Still slightly panting, Pingping pushed Ah Ming's hands away and said, "You were so persistent, I

gave in. Remember, just this once. Sigh, I should have changed into that sexy nightgown when you came. Otherwise,

how could you have pulled it off and left me completely naked?"

Hearing this, I understood the cause of the incident. I quietly left the house. I thought: Who knew watching

my wife make love with another man could be so exciting! It feels so good to be cuckolded!

A short distance away, I took out my cell phone and dialed home. A moment later, Pingping answered

. I said, "I'm in a taxi, I'll be home in five minutes." Pingping was terrified by this sudden news

, her voice trembling.

A minute later, I saw Amin fly out of my house.

After Amin disappeared at the street corner, I returned home and gently knocked on the door. Pingping opened it. She was still

wearing her sexy nightgown. She rushed over and hugged me tightly, half happy, half trying to hide her

unease. I pulled her nightgown down and carried her into the bedroom. I thought, Amin did the same thing earlier

.

Once inside, I quickly took off my own clothes, and my penis plunged into her

vagina with a "pop." The intense battle we'd just had had hadn't subsided yet; her vaginal fluids hadn't dried.

"Ah, so wet!" I said deliberately.

"I missed you," she said.

I knew that Amin hadn't fully satisfied her during our encounter. A flurry of thrusts followed, and Pingping let out

wave after wave of moans, each more beautiful than the last. It was the most beautiful music in the world. Pingping was intoxicated. I thought, my wife is mine

; who else could make her feel like she was floating on air, experiencing orgasm after orgasm like I did? Not even Amin!

I turned Pingping over, and she became a bitch again, her snow-white buttocks still smelling of Ah Ming's

semen . After a while of thrusting, I ejaculated inside Pingping.

"Husband, you're amazing!" Pingping said, panting. I had heard this sentence many times before, but I

knew this time she was telling the truth, because there was a comparison!

(VI)

Ever since Ah Ming slept with Pingping, every time I met Ah Ming, I always found his eyes filled with mockery and

sarcasm, or maybe it was just my own imagination. This made me feel very uncomfortable. In order to achieve psychological

balance and to maintain my dignity, I made up my mind to sleep with his wife, Ah Fen.

Ah Fen was my colleague and also my classmate in college. Compared to Pingping, she was certainly not

as beautiful, but she was warm, lively, and generous. As for her figure, in four words, petite and exquisite. As for her appearance, she had a high

nose, watery eyes, and her smile was like a blooming peony.

After that incident, I paid special attention to her, trying my best to please her. She practically treated me like a

close friend. Sometimes, she would even ask me for favors and confide in me.

The day I had been waiting for finally arrived: Amin went on a trip to Europe. Five days after Amin left, Afen came to see

me. She said, "My gas tank ran out. Usually, Amin would carry it to be replaced when it ran out

. Without him, I'm helpless. Last night, I didn't even take a shower. Can you help me?"

I readily agreed. I thought to myself, "Afen, you're letting a wolf into the house!"

In the office, I waited for the end of the workday. Just then, the phone rang. It was Pingping. She said

her mother was sick and she needed to go back to her parents' house for a few days. After hanging up, I was secretly delighted. This was a golden opportunity!

When it was time to leave work, I went with Afen to her home. Afen's house is a two-story villa.

The downstairs has a living room, dining room, and kitchen, while the upstairs has a small living room, a bathroom, and a bedroom.

I put the two air tanks in the car, and Afen came out after me, apologizing, "I'm sorry to have kept

you from going home to be with your wife!"

I smiled and said, "It's alright, my wife went to her parents' house these past few days."

She said, "We're in the same boat. How about this, you have dinner with me tonight. I've been so bored these past few days

with Aming away from home, you can keep me company, okay? Sigh, life without a man is really hard!"

My heart skipped a beat. "Life without a man is really hard"? What did that mean? I was secretly

delighted, but on the surface, I pretended to be reluctant and said, "Okay then."

After changing the air tanks, it started raining heavily on the way home. My clothes got

soaked while carrying the air tanks inside. After I installed the gas cylinders in the bathroom and kitchen, Afen said, "Let's take a shower!"

Without waiting for a reply she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to the bathroom. The bathroom was right next to the stairs on the second floor, and perhaps

because they were the only couple in the house, it didn't have a door.

"You shower first, I'll wash your clothes in the laundry tub later. I'll go get Amin's bathrobe for you; you can get it from

the stairs after you're done." With that, she vanished like a whirlwind.

While showering, I pondered how to make things work. Just then, I heard light

footsteps on the stairs. Glancing towards the stairs, I saw a garment placed at the corner. I also noticed

half a head at the corner—undoubtedly Afen's. Afen had been peeping at me while I showered! It was my

time to perform.

I applied some shower gel to my penis and began stroking it with my hand. Soon, my penis was

erect. I glanced at the corner of the stairs again; Afen was still there. I pretended to be very ecstatic,

even deliberately making soft moans. I thought: the fish is about to take the bait! Seeing such a thick penis, Afen

's juices must have already flowed freely.

A few minutes later, I noticed that half of the head had disappeared, and the sound of dishes clattering came from the kitchen.

After taking a shower, I returned to the living room. Although Afen pretended to be nonchalant, I noticed that her face was flushed, I didn't

know if it was a physiological reaction or because she was embarrassed for peeping at someone showering. She tugged at my clothes,

her eyes inadvertently glancing at my genitals, it seemed that my thing had left a deep impression on her.

Night fell, and lights came on in every house. Afen and I ate and chatted, the atmosphere was warm.

After clearing away the dishes, Afen said to me, "Sit down for a moment, I'm going to take a shower. I didn't shower last night, I

feel uncomfortable all over." After taking a few steps, she turned back and said playfully, "There's no door to the bathroom, you're not allowed

to peek !" Then, she giggled and ran upstairs.

After a while, I heard the sound of running water coming from the second floor. The show was about to begin! I quietly went up

the stairs and stopped at the corner. I looked towards the bathroom, and a beautiful body appeared before my eyes:

her skin was so white it was almost translucent, her breasts were high and firm (I was a little surprised; her breasts were so high for someone so petite), her

abdomen was flat, her pubic hair was sparse, and her legs were shapely and curvaceous. Afen was even more

beautiful naked!

Afen was more like masturbating than bathing. She was vigorously rubbing her breasts with one hand,

while digging around below with the other, her eyes closed and her breathing rapid.

After a long while, she finally rinsed off the soap and was about to grab a towel to dry herself. This was a golden

opportunity , and I rushed into the bathroom. Afen saw me and smiled, saying, "After watching for so long, what else do you want to do?"

"What?"

"Weren't you just teasing me? And you're asking me what I want to do?" With that, I grabbed her and started

kissing her face, lips, and neck. My hands roamed freely over her body. Afen didn't

say anything more, closing her eyes and letting my tongue and hands explore her.

After a while, Afen pushed me away and said, "You don't want to do it here, do you? Carry me back to the room!"

As if receiving a royal decree, I immediately bent down, carried Afen back to the room, and placed her on the bed.

I stood by the bed, gazing at Afen's beautiful body again under the bright light. Seeing that I hadn't moved

for a long time opened her eyes and said, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" She pulled me down onto

the bed and took off my bathrobe. Two naked bodies embraced, rolled, and kissed on the bed, Afen

's face and body flushed red.

It was time. I rolled over, pinning Afen down, aiming my penis at her vulva, and

thrust my hips forward, plunging it all the way in without mercy.

"Ah...so thick, so fierce, so powerful! It's gone right into my heart!"

I thought to myself, "Pingping, I've avenged you! Aming, I've returned this cuckold's horn to you

!"

Thrusting, relentless thrusting, I felt Afen's juices flowing more and more, her vagina tightening tighter and tighter, and I

felt an indescribable pleasure throughout my body. As I increased the speed of my thrusts, I wantonly rubbed,

pressed, grabbed, and pinched Afen's breasts, leaving them in a terrible state. Afen had probably never experienced such

a storm ; orgasms came one after another. She groaned loudly, shaking her head violently to

release her excitement.

After about a thousand thrusts, I pulled out my penis, flipped Afen over, and aimed again at

her reddened vagina. I thought to myself, "Aming, your wife is a dog in front of me too!" I

grabbed her breasts and pulled her back as far as I could, while simultaneously thrusting my hips forward with all my might,

almost shoving my penis and even the small sac behind it into her vagina.

"Ah..." Afen screamed, "It hurts, it hurts, no, no... Ah, it feels good, it's

like this , don't stop, faster, faster!"

I ignored her feelings, like a rider, whipping and galloping. Afen was being fucked so hard she was arching back and forth, moaning

repeatedly.

After a while, I slowed down; after a long and intense struggle, I wanted to rest.

Afen saw this, pushed me down, flipped over and straddled me, taking my penis and shoving it into her vagina

.

Afen rode on top of me, whipping and galloping forward. She rubbed her breasts with both hands,

moaning, "Ah...ah...so good, I'm going to die! I'm going to heaven!"

I thought, this slut Afen is really something else. I was going to rape her, but now she's the one raping me.

At that moment, the tip of my penis felt a tingling numbness. I quickly pushed Afen down on the bed and shoved my penis into her

mouth, the white bullets shooting wildly into her throat. Afen was amazing; she

swallowed all the semen with a "glug glug. "

"Ah, so good, I haven't tasted meat for five days. It's so hard when no one penetrates me!" Afen said.

"Impressive, right? How does it compare to your husband?" I asked.

Afen said, "Really amazing, so thick, so strong, and so long-lasting. Aming is much worse than you!"

Hearing this, I felt an indescribable joy. I thought, it's a pity that Aming can't see

Afen making love, and can't hear what Afen said.

That night, Afen and I made love nine times, trying out all sorts of positions. We finally

fell asleep in each other's arms at dawn. That night, I not only regained my masculine dignity but also conquered Afen.

(VII)

One evening, I came home from work. As soon as I reached the door, it opened, and a young man rushed out. He saw

me, paused for a moment, and then ran away.

What was going on? I was puzzled. I went inside and saw Pingping lying naked on the bed,

staring blankly at the ceiling. When she saw me, she rushed towards me and shouted, "Ahua, I've been raped!"

Then started crying in my arms.

I comforted her and asked her what had happened. She cried

as she told me what had happened:

Today was my day off. Around 2 p.m., I came home after shopping. When I opened the door, someone pushed me hard from behind

and forced me into the living room. I turned around and saw a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and dark skin with short hair. He slipped through

the door, slammed it shut, and held a gleaming, sharp knife in his right hand. His eyes were fixed on me, a lewd

grin spreading across his face.

"What do you want?!" I shouted.

"Beautiful lady, I'm going to rape you! Heh heh heh heh..." The guy approached me, brandishing the knife and grinning maliciously. I

trembled with fear, almost collapsing to the floor.

He stood in front of me, pressing the knife against my face, rubbing it against my skin, threatening, "

Don't make a sound, don't resist, or I'll slash your pretty face."

I stood there, frozen, terrified that his knife would actually pierce my face. I was so scared I wanted to cry

, but I held back, tears streaming down my face. He removed the knife from my face and

rubbed it against my breasts through my clothes. I felt a chill run through my body from my breasts; I was so frightened I almost wet myself

.

"Beautiful lady, don't be afraid. As long as you obey me and let me enjoy myself, I won't hurt you. Say, '

Sir , please insert it into me!'" As he finished speaking, I felt the knife in his hand tighten, pressing firmly against my heart.

I felt as if the skin on my chest was about to be pierced. My face flushed red, and I whispered, "Sir, please

... insert it into me!"

The guy smiled and nodded, touching my face with his rough hand, saying, "

A wise man submits to circumstances . Take me to your room!" With that, he pushed me, and I involuntarily turned around, slowly

walking towards the room. My mind raced, wondering, "What should I do? What should I do?"

The room was only a few steps from the hall, and in the blink of an eye, we were in the room, at the bedside.

I turned around, looking at the guy, and pleaded, "Sir, please let me go! I can give you money!"

"I don't want the money, I just want you. I've spent weeks scouting to get you

."

I was desperate, feeling like a lone boat in a stormy sea.

"Take off your clothes!"

Looking at his calm expression, I dared not disobey him. Up until now, he had only touched my

face once. Suddenly, I sensed something special about this guy.

"Be good, don't force me to use violence, it won't do you any good."

I slowly began to unbutton my clothes. He watched me quietly, without touching me. My shirt

came off soon, my skirt came off too. I was only wearing a bra and panties that barely covered my pubic hair.

He was still watching me quietly, so I had no choice but to take off my bra. At that moment, I saw his eyes light up, and his body trembled

slightly . Finally, I took off my panties.

It was the first time I had ever been naked in front of a stranger. I lowered my head in shame, my right hand covering my chest, and

my left hand covering my genitals.

At this moment, the guy started to act. He put down the knife and quickly stripped off all his clothes

. When he pulled down his underwear, his huge penis sprang out with a "whoosh." I gasped inwardly;

it was as big and long as a flashlight. I thought, "Oh no, how am I going to take this?!"

He walked over to me, put his arm around me, and gently stroked my back with both hands. His large penis rubbed against my vulva

, a feeling I couldn't describe as either pleasurable or uncomfortable. After a while, he adjusted

his position , pressing his penis against the outside of my left thigh, his left hand around my back, and his right hand rubbing my breasts.

His movements were so practiced and gentle. I closed my eyes, letting his hands roam over my body, and gradually

I stopped being afraid.

Suddenly, he pressed down on my shoulder and said, "Squat down!"

I squatted down, and his huge penis swayed in front of my eyes. Ah, so thick, so long! I vaguely knew what he

wanted me to do. Sure enough, he said, "Help me eat a banana!" His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was

irresistible .

I'd never helped a man eat a banana before, so I reached out my right hand and grabbed his large penis. Ah, one hand wasn't

enough to encircle it, so I had to use both hands to hold it, open my mouth,

and lick and kiss it.

Unexpectedly, my first time eating a banana was incredibly pleasurable for him; he closed his eyes and let out soft moans.

As I licked and stroked his penis, listening to his moans, I was infected by his moans, and my vulva became

wet .

About five minutes later, he suddenly helped me up, pushed me onto the bed, and then pressed

himself against me, kissing my face, neck, breasts, and inner thighs indiscriminately. Suddenly, he moved his mouth to my vulva

and began licking it with his tongue. My vulva was suddenly subjected to such intense stimulation that I involuntarily trembled all over

.

My vulva had never been licked before. His tongue

licked , as nimble as a snake and as hot as a heater. A feeling of ecstasy spread from my vulva

throughout my body, leaving me completely weak.

Suddenly, he leaped up, lifting and bending my legs so that my knees touched my

shoulders . He knelt behind me, freeing one hand to guide his large penis towards my vulva. I opened my eyes

and pleaded, "Sir, your penis is big, please be gentle!" He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle

."

With a "pop," his large penis slowly entered my vagina, without any obstruction—my vulva was

already so wet, I was already aroused.

His large penis rhythmically and slowly moved in and out of my body, and I felt my vulva gripping his large

penis tightly. With each thrust, currents of electricity shot from my vulva throughout my body. I opened my mouth, wanting to

express my pleasure through moans, but I reminded myself that I was being raped, how could I be so

shameless ? Despite trying to suppress my moans, I couldn't control my panting.

Seeing my reaction, he increased the speed of his thrusts, his large penis hitting my cervix with each stroke.

After hundreds of thrusts, he lowered my legs, spread them apart, and

continued thrusting on top of me using the "nine shallow, one deep" method.

Another round of orgasm came, and I realized that my hands were tightly wrapped around his waist,

occasionally roaming over his body. Then, he kissed my red lips, slipped his tongue into my

mouth , and explored it. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue, and our tongues finally intertwined.

After a few minutes of deep kissing, he turned me over, making me kneel on the bed, while he knelt behind me

. After caressing my buttocks for a while, he lifted his large penis, aimed it at my vagina, and thrust it

in . Then, a series of rapid "slap slap" sounds came from behind me.

"Awesome! That feels good!" I thought to myself. I swayed my body, trying my best to match his thrusts, and finally, a moan

escaped my lips. I finally abandoned the most basic dignity of a woman, a woman being raped

. I screamed loudly, moaning like a bitch in heat.

He grabbed my breasts with both hands, like grabbing a lump of dough, showing no mercy,

pulling them back hard, again and again. At this moment, that guy's bestiality was fully exposed. I felt a tearing pain in my

breasts, but also an indescribable pleasure coming from my vagina.

Suddenly, my cervix was hit by a gush of hot liquid, and I felt extremely comfortable. I screamed and

collapsed onto the bed. White semen gushed from my vagina, soaking a large area of the sheets.

"How was it? Was it good? Was it good to be raped?"

I closed my eyes and nodded in shame. He pounced on me again, groping and kissing me haphazardly for a while before putting on his

clothes.

As he left, he said to me, "Three months ago, I met you at McDonald's, and I was immediately captivated by your beauty.

From that moment on, I was determined to rape you. I spent three months investigating your and your family's

routines and scouting the area before deciding to do it today. You are the most beautiful, the most

promiscuous , and the only one I didn't cause too much harm. Don't worry, I have a profession..."

Morality dictates that I'll only sleep with the woman I fancy once, unless she calls the police. Goodbye, darling! With that, he vigorously

rubbed the breasts he'd scratched until they were red, picked up the gleaming dagger, tucked it into his waistband, and left.

Pingping hugged me, recounting her experience of being raped. As I listened to her story, I caressed

her smooth, white body, my penis hardening. My wife's rape, and I felt an inexplicable excitement.

Pingping asked me, "Honey, you won't despise me, will you?"

I thought: Last time you slept with A-Ming, I didn't despise you, so why not this time? I stroked her hair,

comforting her, "No, it's not your fault, why would I blame you?"

She blushed and said, "But, I had an orgasm when I was raped..." "

Since you can't escape rape, just enjoy it! What's wrong with that?"

"Will you have any psychological barriers when you have sex with me in the future?"

"No, I'll prove it to you now." I pushed her away, quickly freed myself from my restraints, and thrust my penis in.

"No, there's that man's semen inside, let me wash it off!"

"Then use it as lubricant!" As I said this, my penis had already penetrated her vagina, penetrated

the vagina filled with the semen of the man who raped my wife. Pingping probably hadn't had enough of that guy yet, panting and climaxing

repeatedly .

In the following months, whenever I made love to Pingping, I would always talk to her about that rape experience. And she

would always have a flushed face and appear very excited. I didn't need to put in much effort to arouse her, and she would quickly reach orgasm. And

I, whenever I talked about that incident, also felt particularly stimulated, and my penis was especially hard.

I often regretted that if I had gone home earlier that day, I could have seen Pingping being raped with my own eyes, seen her looking like she was dying of pleasure while being

raped , how wonderful that would have been! Or, I could have also had sex with my dear wife with that guy

! Alas, I am such a pervert!

(VIII)

My home is a three-story building. On either side of my house lived a high school student and a

young couple, their houses being three stories like mine. However, the third floor was actually half

a room and half a rooftop terrace. I used this room as a guest room and rarely went up there. The buildings

were only a foot apart, so we could easily cross the terraces if we wanted.

One evening, Pingping and I were enjoying the cool air on the rooftop. In the heat of the moment, we couldn't resist. Pingping said, "

Let's go down to our bedroom."

I said, "I can't resist, I'll stay in this room." I pointed to the guest room next to the rooftop.

"How can that be? That room doesn't have curtains, someone will see us."

"It's so late, who will come to see you? Besides, isn't this exciting?"

"Fine, let's go. If your wife is seen by someone, you're the one who loses out."

"What do you mean, lose out? Last time you were raped, I didn't say I lost out. Besides, good things should be

shared!"

Mentioning the time she was raped made her even more excited. She pulled me into the guest room,

not even closing the door, took off her clothes, and lay down on the bed. I closed the door, took off my clothes too, and looking at her beautiful

body , I mounted her and we started making love.

Pingping was especially excited making love in this new environment, her moans drifting out the window. As we were going

at it, I glanced out the window and saw someone standing there; from the figure, I could tell it was the

high school student . I whispered to Pingping, "Honey, that high school student next door is watching us from the window." I thought Pingping

would jump up if she heard that.

But to my surprise, she opened her eyes, glanced out the window, and whispered to me, "What should we do?

Let's put on a great show for him. Ah... ah..." She became even more wanton, moaning and rubbing her breasts,

her body contorting.

I thought, let's put on a show. I can't let that kid outside look down on me, a veteran. I want him to know I

'm a stud, a real man. We tried one position after another.

I looked out the window again. The high school student's body was swaying back and forth. I was sure he was watching

our "spectacular performance" while masturbating. This guy was incredibly lucky; he could masturbate

while admiring my wife—a mature and beautiful woman's perfect body, her

wanton expressions as she was being fucked, and her melodious, captivating moans.

We fucked for a full 30 minutes before I pulled out and ejaculated onto Pingping's high, firm breasts. To

show off my penis's size, I waved it out the window a few times. The high school student still hadn't

left His face was pressed against the windowpane, not afraid I'd see him, his eyes greedily fixed on Pingping

's beautiful body, her shapely, high breasts, her wet vulva, and the thick pubic hair. Pingping was only 22

then , truly like a budding flower.

From then on, Pingping frequently asked me to make love in that guest room. She was exceptionally lewd during these encounters,

and I readily agreed. Firstly, being spied on during sex was indeed exciting; secondly, Pingping enjoyed it; her lewdness made me

feel good; and thirdly, Pingping's body was so beautiful, and showing it off to others made me, as her husband, feel

proud. Letting others see it didn't hurt. It was a win-win situation, so why not? From then on, we

always made love in the guest room, and every time, that high school student would peep through the window.

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One night, Pingping and I went up to the rooftop again. Once on the rooftop, suddenly, we heard a faint

moan. What was going on? Pingping and I secretly climbed over the other side of the rooftop and approached the room.

Ah! I saw a high school student straddling a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen, thrusting passionately into her. The girl

was pretty, with fair skin, high, full breasts, and radiating youthful energy. With each

thrust, the high school student's penis was vaguely visible.

Pingping was lost in the moment, gripping my hand tightly, and my penis unconsciously hardened. I

pulled open Pingping's nightgown; of course, she was naked underneath. I first rubbed Pingping

's breasts for a while, then touched her vulva. Ah! It was wet.

Pingping whispered in my ear, "Honey, fuck me, I can't hold back anymore!" "

Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Let's do it again when we get back."

"No, I can't hold back anymore. And I want to watch while I do it!" she said shyly.

I thought, watching someone else do it while I do it myself, how exciting! I pulled out my already pent-up penis,

took off Pingping's nightgown, and inserted it into her vagina from behind. Pingping's vagina was already overflowing, and my penis

easily reached her G-spot.

Inside the room, the high school student was imitating the techniques he used to spy on us making love, making the girl moan repeatedly. It was

clear that the girl was no longer a virgin. And the boy, influenced by me, even had my

style in every move. I thought, if I blindfolded Pingping and let him do it, Pingping definitely wouldn't be able to tell if it was him or me.

Looking at the high school student again, he pulled the girl's body to the edge of the bed, and at this moment, I had a chance to see the girl's

genitals. His pubic hair was sparse, only a small tuft, and his thighs were spread open, revealing the pink flesh of his vaginal opening

. He inserted his penis into the girl again, grasping her breasts with both hands and rhythmically

pulling them back while his penis thrust forward in sync with his hands.

This was a move I always performed when he was spying on me. Firstly, it allowed him to clearly see

my wife's high, perfect breasts and thick pubic hair, which I was so proud of, to see my Pingping's

expressive face during sex, and even more so, to see my large penis; secondly, it was Pingping's favorite move.

A series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding, combined with the girl's pleasant moans and the high school student's occasional low

groans, created a beautiful symphony. Pingping and I, lost in our passionate thrusting, fully

enjoyed this vibrant and alluring scene. The only drawback was that we couldn't make a sound.

After all, we were just teenagers; after a few minutes of thrusting, the high school student roared and stopped—he had ejaculated.

After a pause, the girl caressed the boy's penis, saying with lingering pleasure, "You're amazing! I felt like I was in

heaven! Didn't you say it was your first time making love? How do you know so much?"

"Of course, I had a teacher!"

"You get taught how to make love?"

"If you don't believe me, put on your clothes and come with me."

I was still holding Pingping and thrusting outside the window when I heard the high school student say that. I immediately pulled out my penis and

said to Pingping, "Come on, it's our turn to perform!" I grabbed Pingping and hurriedly returned to the guest room, took off our clothes,

and started doing it again.

Pingping knew that someone was coming to watch her perform again, and she was very excited. Moreover,

this was the first time a girl had come to watch us make love. As soon as my penis went in, she cried out excitedly.

About two minutes later, I noticed that the two boys had reached the window, and I could clearly see the girl covering her mouth

with her hand as she was about to gasp. I leaned down and whispered to Pingping, "They're here, right outside

the window." Pingping's reaction became even more intense.

I used every trick in the book, thrusting in and out, then changing positions. Pingping's beautiful singing voice rose and

fell , making everyone who listened feel their blood boil. The high school student couldn't resist any longer; he unbuttoned the girl's school uniform and bra,

vigorously rubbing and twisting her breasts. Later, I saw him bend down, presumably to take off her school skirt

and panties. Then, the high school student hugged the girl from behind, his body rocking rapidly back and forth. I knew they were

doing what we had just done, enjoying someone else's performance while making love.

The girl pressed one hand against the windowsill, the other covering her cherry-like mouth, which was about to let out a moan from extreme pleasure,

her body twisting as she thrust backward forcefully. I pulled out my penis, got off the bed, moved Pingping to the edge of the bed, and, holding

my hard, thick penis, waved it a few times defiantly towards the window. I noticed the girl's

expression . My penis must have surprised her with its size!

I gripped my penis and thrust it hard into Pingping's vagina. Pingping

caressed her breasts with one hand and her clitoris with the other, moaning, "Faster, faster... harder, faster, fuck me to death!

Ah... I'm going to heaven..."

Her lewd cries stimulated the couple outside the window, and Pingping's heaving breasts and alluring facial

expressions further aroused the high school student. The high school student thrust quickly a few times,

then stopped, his body arching over the girl's back. Almost simultaneously, I ejaculated onto Pingping's cervix.

I lay on Pingping's beautiful body, my hands playing with her curvaceous figure. The

couple outside the window had left sometime earlier.

After resting for a while, Pingping hugged me tightly, saying ecstatically, "Husband, you fuck me so well.

So exciting!"

One night, Pingping and I made love again in the guest room. For some reason, after fifteen minutes,

even using our last-minute trick, "splitting sugarcane by the bedside," the high school student still hadn't shown up

. Pingping and I were both a little disappointed.

Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs. I told Pingping, "Someone's here. You rest for a bit, I'll be right back

." At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the high school student outside the window. I wondered what would happen to him after I left

. I told Pingping, "I'll turn off the light, and we'll have our little battle in the dark when I get back." As I left, I deliberately didn't close

the door completely, leaving a small gap.

When I opened the door, it was the postman delivering a registered letter. After taking the letter, I sneaked up to

the third floor and crouched by the stairs, observing the situation. I saw the high school student standing at the guest room door, hesitate for a moment,

take off his clothes , glance at the stairs again, and then slip into the room. I quietly went to the window and listened to what was happening inside.

Pingping was still lying on the edge of the bed. The guy walked over, touched Pingping's body, and inserted his penis into

her vagina. "Ah...ah...husband, faster...harder...thrust! It feels so good...ah!" Pingping

kept moaning.

I was outside, listening to Pingping's moans, feeling both excited and uncomfortable. Did Pingping really not recognize

who was doing her?

About two minutes later, the guy, whether out of panic or excessive excitement, let out a low growl and ejaculated.

"Why did it end so quickly?" Pingping said. The guy didn't dare linger, picked up his clothes, and left.

When he returned to his room, I was already waiting for him. I grabbed his hair and said

fiercely , "Kid, what you've done! I'm going to take you to the police station!"

He hadn't even had time to put on his clothes yet and was stunned by this sudden turn of events, collapsing to the ground. He

stammered , "Forgive me, don't arrest me, I'll make it up to you."

"How will you compensate me? You slept with my wife, can you compensate me?"

"Yes, yes, I'll have my girlfriend sleep with you!"

I thought: My goal is about to be achieved. Ever since I saw him having sex with his girlfriend last time, that youthful

girl has left a very deep impression on me.

"What girlfriend? Is it the one you brought home a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes."

"How can she compare to my wife! Would she let me sleep with her?"

"Tomorrow night, after I've been caressing her for a while, I'll turn off the lights and go out. You come in and have sex with her, she won't recognize you

."

"Okay. My wife doesn't know that you're the one sleeping with her, you have to keep it a secret!"

"Yes, yes, definitely!"

After negotiating with that guy, I returned to my room. Pingping heard me come in and said to me, "Why did it take so

long? Who came?"

I understood, Pingping actually knew that the person who slept with her just now wasn't me. It was probably the

low growl when that guy ejaculated that my wife heard it, but she didn't mention it to me. I was happy to play dumb. Anyway, it wasn't the first time

my wife had slept with someone else. The most important thing was that she enjoyed the process of being slept with. I turned on the light,

mounted , and started again. Stimulated by my wife being with someone else, I was incredibly excited and performed with great skill; Pingping even

begged for mercy under my ministrations.

The next night, after Pingping fell asleep, I waited on the rooftop. After a while, I saw the high school

student bring the girl into the room. I went to the window and looked inside; they were sitting on the bed, passionately kissing and

caressing each other. Soon, they were naked and rolling around on the bed. Looking at the girl's newly developed

breasts, her bright red nipples, and her fair skin, the thought of possessing such a beautiful

body made every cell in my body tremble with excitement, and my penis became erect.

Compared to my Pingping, she was certainly not as beautiful, lacking Pingping's graceful curves, mature

charm, and the intoxicating allure of her. But she exuded the unique youthful

energy , and besides, she was very alluring.

Then the lights in the room went out, and I knew it was my turn. I quickly took off all my clothes. At that

moment , the high school student quietly came out, pointed into the room when he saw me, and went downstairs.

I went into the room, went to the bed, and reached under the bed. My hand touched a soft mass of flesh—ah!

It was a breast. "So bouncy! A young girl's breasts are so nice," I thought.

I got on the bed and pressed myself against the girl, kissing her on the lips. The girl immediately extended her warm and

moist tongue, intertwining it with mine. After a long, passionate kiss, our tongues and fingers shifted

their attack, heading towards her breasts. I played with her high, rounded breasts to my heart's content, inhaling the girl

's intoxicating fragrance. The girl's breathing became heavy. Then, my tongue moved to her thighs and mons pubis,

while my fingers were not idle, gently pressing on her clitoris.

The girl was overflowing with lust. I pointed my finger into her opening. Ah, it was wet; her juices were

flowing out, soaking the sheets. I inserted my finger into her little hole. Ah, so narrow!

It was a little difficult to insert just one finger. I stirred my finger inside her, and soon she was

panting heavily.

It was time. I parted her legs, guided my penis, and pushed her labia apart. I

thrust forward slightly, and my penis entered her vagina. A jolt of electricity shot through my body. My

penis continued to push forward, quickly reaching her G-spot.

"Ah! It feels so good! How come that thing is suddenly so big tonight... Ah!" the girl moaned

.

At first, I only moved slowly, because as soon as my penis entered her body, my glans felt sore and

numb, and my semen seemed ready to burst out at any moment. After a few minutes, my penis got used to the

surroundings and became less restrained, gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts. The girl's upper body twisted and turned, her head

swayed, and her little mouth sang a beautiful and melodious love song under the direction of my penis. I used

all my skills and various lovemaking techniques, determined to make this girl spend this unforgettable night.

The girl's voice became hoarse, and her upper body gradually stopped twisting. "Ah! Ah! Wei,

how come ? I... ah... I only know what lovemaking is today. Your skills in bed are amazing, I,

Chen Yuling, will follow you from now on." At this moment, I learned the name of the girl I was having sex with.

I thought, after playing for more than an hour, my little brother has had enough, it's time to call it a day. I increased

the speed of my thrusting, frantically thrusting hundreds more times into her wet little hole. My glans felt a tingling numbness again, and my

semen like a flood, gushed into the cervix of the beautiful girl, Ah Ling. I lay on top of her,

caressing her youthful body once more, playing with her elastic breasts. Finally, I kissed her lovely

cheek, got up, and left the room.

The high school student, Ah Wei, was already waiting naked at the door. Seeing me come out, he immediately went into the room and

turned on the light. The girl also put on her clothes, chatted with Ah Wei for a while, and then left.

"My wife was fucked by someone for a minute, and I fucked his girlfriend for an hour. I didn't lose out! But

Ah Wei is going to be in trouble. I wonder how he can satisfy Ah Ling?" Thinking this, I went home.

(IX)

Another beautiful night with a full moon. Pingping went on a business trip, and I was alone at home, feeling very bored, so I went up to

the rooftop . After watching Ah Wei and Ah Ling make love, my manhood remained erect and refused to yield for a long time. Then, I

noticed the rooftop door of the other room was ajar, but there was no one on the rooftop, nor in the guest room. What

was going on? I thought: Mr. and Mrs. Wen were so careless.

I went down the stairs to the second floor and heard moans. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw the bedroom door

ajar , and Mrs. Wen was lying naked on the bed. Mrs. Wen was about 25 years old, roughly my age. Normally,

I had a very good impression of Mrs. Wen. She often wore solid-colored suits, appearing both elegant and refined. Mrs. Wen

was beautiful, with fair skin and a great figure. Most captivating was her beautiful face, which made

it impossible to look away. I never imagined that the usually elegant and quiet Mrs. Wen would do such a thing.

She lay on the bed, rubbing her breasts with her left hand and thrusting a dildo into her

vagina with her right, occasionally moaning. I lay outside her bedroom door, watching

the scene unfold. Her eyes were closed, her body contorted with excitement.

Mrs. Wen's figure was even better after she undressed; her breasts were high, her nipples small and pointed, and her areolas,

unlike were maroon. The only flaw was her slightly protruding lower abdomen. But what surprised me most was that her mons pubis was completely hairless

. Mrs. Wen was a bald woman; I had never been with a bald woman before.

"Mrs. Wen has sexual needs, and I'll help her out!" I thought. I saw a

semi-transparent , picked it up, put it over my head, stripped off my clothes, and slipped into the room.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Mrs. Wen said in terror.

"I'm here to help you satisfy your sexual needs." With that, I pulled the vibrating dildo still inside her

, got on the bed, parted her labia with my penis, and thrust it in.

"Ah...no, please stop! No, ah..." Her pleas grew weaker with each thrust,

eventually turning into moans.

"This slut is truly wanton! So demure and dignified on ordinary days, but she's a completely different person in bed."

At that moment, I fully enjoyed the intense guilt and thrill of the rape; I enjoyed

the waves of pleasure emanating from the beautiful woman's tight, wet vagina rubbing against my penis; I enjoyed

the rich, lewd facial expressions on her face after her orgasm. Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, left and right

insertions , straight to the dragon's head…

I unleashed my full bedroom skills, and Mrs. Wen was driven to the brink of ecstasy by my

thrusts arched back with each stroke, her eyes tightly shut, her small mouth emitting moans that rose and fell in waves, occasionally

uttering cries of "Faster," "Don't stop," "Deeper," "I'm going to die," "I'm going to die," and "Mommy

!" I've been with quite a few women, but I'd never encountered one as expressive and eloquent as Mrs. Wen

.

After thousands of thrusts, I grew a little tired and slowed my pace, lying on top of her,

caressing her breasts. Her breasts were white, tender, and bouncy, captivating me.

After a while, Mrs. Wen pushed me away, signaling me to continue. I had no choice but to unleash my full power once more and fight her

to the bitter end. "Old man pushing a cart," "splitting sugarcane by the bedside," "half a roast goose thigh"... I used every

trick in the book to let Mrs. Wen enjoy all the pleasures that women should have but often can't have. Finally, I

fired all my cannonballs into her headquarters—the cervix.

After embracing and caressing each other for a while, she exclaimed, "You're so good! I'm dying! I wish my husband was

half as good as you. Take off your hood, Ahua!"

I was stunned, and after a long pause, I asked in confusion, "How did you know it was me?"

"Tonight's events were deliberately arranged by me. My husband and your wife are both away on business. I deliberately opened the rooftop

door so you would come in out of curiosity. I've seen you making love on the rooftop. You're so handsome, so

manly , and so good in bed. I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time, but I was afraid your wife was so beautiful that you would

n't like me."

"Ah, so I fell for your trick!" I took off the sock, kissed her, and said, "You tricked

me, how are you going to make it up to me?"

"Make it up to you? Did you lose out? If you feel like you lost out, I'll sleep with you tonight and let you do whatever you want! I

'll make sure you're comfortable. Tomorrow, we'll be even and forget about it!"

"How can you do this to your husband?"

"I'm not content with only one man in my life. I want to create the most exciting and unforgettable

moments of my life. Can you guarantee your wife doesn't have these thoughts, hasn't slept with other men?"

Thinking back to that time Pingping and A-Ming made love, I thought, A-Ming came, and Pingping was still wearing a sexy nightgown—

wasn't that clearly seducing A-Ming? Didn't Pingping also have this thought of "I'm

not content " deep down? She just wasn't as direct as Mrs. Wen.

"Will you share these most exciting and unforgettable moments with your husband?" I asked.

"No, this is my secret, I will never tell him until the day I die. Tomorrow, I will still be his

good wife, and I will not cheat on him again. Tonight, with you—the second man in my life—I am satisfied

!"

After hearing this, I kissed her nipple and said, "Don't worry, I won't bother you. But, I didn't realize

that you are so elegant and refined when you're dressed, yet so lewd and wanton in bed."

"That's women for you. They pretend to be sacred and inviolable in public, but once they get into bed, they are more lewd and

shameless than prostitutes. Isn't your wife like that?"

After hearing her words, I nodded with deep feeling. I thought: There are many women like her, not just

her and my Pingping.

That night, we caressed and kissed each other in bed, and then made love. Afterwards, there was

kissing , caressing, teasing, and heart-to-heart talking, followed by more lovemaking… We seemed to have inexhaustible energy and

endless topics to discuss. We were both captivated by each other's bodies, as if we were a newlywed couple, or a

long-lost couple reunited after more than ten years of separation. We made love passionately, losing count of how many times we did it.

Soon, dawn broke. I mustered my remaining strength and made love to her again. After we

dressed , we embraced and kissed passionately once more, then parted reluctantly. As we parted, I saw that her

eyes were still brimming with tears.

Afterwards, I often encountered her at my doorstep or on the street, but apart from feeling her affectionate gaze

, we never had another exciting encounter like that night.

(X)

One day, Pingping told me that Biyi was coming. Pingping and I went to Huangtian Airport to pick her up.

After waiting for a while at the airport, Biyi came out. She was wearing a green suit and skirt, looking

elegant and poised. When Pingping saw her, she immediately went up to her and gave her a warm hug. I also went over and hugged her

back. Biyi told us that she was on a business trip and a vacation at the same time, and that she would be staying in Shenzhen for half a month.

She said she might need our help with some things, and we readily agreed. And so, Biyi stayed at our house.

That evening, Xiaowen also came. When she saw me, she winked at me with eyes full of affection. The three women

hadn't seen each other for so long, and they had so much to talk about, leaving me feeling neglected. From their conversation, I learned that Biyi also

had a boyfriend and was getting married. She had become the vice president of a large trading company.

That night, the three women slept in our bedroom, talking until late.

The next day, Pingping, Xiaowen, and I accompanied Biyi to Splendid China and Window of the World. That night, Pingping

slept with Biyi again, and this continued for several days.

On the fifth night after Biyi's arrival, I couldn't resist anymore and secretly said to Pingping, "Pingping,

will you sleep with me tonight?"

"No! I can't neglect Biyi."

"I can't resist!"

"You have to resist."

I threatened her, "If you don't sleep with me, I'll sneak into your room and have sex with you tonight!"

"Ha, do you have the guts? I'm ready anytime tonight!"

I thought: Don't underestimate me, you'll be in for it tonight.

At one o'clock in the morning, I got up and stealthily crept into their room. Through the dim

streetlights outside the window, I saw Pingping sleeping on the outside of the bed. Then I looked at Biyi, who was sleeping soundly on the inside,

just like . I climbed onto the bed and secretly pulled open Pingping's robe. As usual, Pingping

was completely naked underneath. I used my skillful flirting techniques to caress Pingping's breasts and genitals.

Pingping was quickly awakened by me, and she whispered, "You have such audacity!" I whispered back,

"That's called being incredibly audacious."

She said, "Let's go to your room."

"No, I can't resist," I said, climbing on top of Pingping and inserting my penis into her vagina.

Pingping hadn't been penetrated for days, and under my ministrations, she was already aroused, her vagina overflowing with desire.

I slowly moved my penis, trying not to make a sound so as not to wake Biyi.

Making love felt incredibly exciting and thrilling—a stolen thrill.

After a while, Pingping started to react. To keep quiet, she had to keep her mouth and

eyes tightly shut. I continued thrusting while watching Biyi's movements. Biyi was fast asleep and seemed

unaware.

After a while, Biyi turned over. The moment she moved, I immediately stopped thrusting. She didn't seem

to be awake , but this turn caused the hem of her robe to ride up, revealing her body from the waist down

. The streetlights outside were dim, but enough for me to see clearly. Like Pingping, Biyi's robe

was completely uncovered while she slept. I could clearly see Biyi's flat stomach, her prominent vulva, and the pubic hair on it

was darker and thicker than Pingping's. I also saw Biyi's long, shapely legs.

Seeing that she was still asleep, I continued my actions on Pingping. Having sex with one woman's vulva, and admiring

another woman's vulva—I felt so happy! I thought. I was very careful, but there was always a slight rustling sound, which could wake someone who

wasn't a deep sleeper . However, Biyi remained motionless. Just as I thought she might not be woken, her eyelids suddenly opened. She glanced at me, and I immediately stopped. 　　Pingping was already lost in pleasure; she was unaware of these things. She was on the verge of ecstasy , so she wouldn't let me stop. She nudged me, urging me to continue. I looked at Biyi; she had closed her eyes again, but her lips were smiling. 　　Seeing this expression, I felt relieved. At the same time, a strange excitement surged within me. Biyi could pretend to be asleep without making any move, and she should know that her robe was lifted, yet she didn't pull it down to cover herself. What did that mean? I became even more vigorous, and Pingping's orgasm returned. She couldn't control herself and let out soft gasps. 　　After the orgasm, I stopped and let Pingping rest. But I had another purpose. As soon as I stopped, I freed one hand and placed it on Biyi's thigh. Biyi's body trembled slightly, and a smile . She didn't resist, and my hand caressed her thigh. So firm, so smooth! 　　After caressing for a while, my hand left her thigh and moved towards her genitals, my fingers even inserting into her vagina. Ah, Biyi's vagina was already overflowing. Biyi's hand finally moved; she reached out and pressed my hand down. My heart pounded wildly because this action was too bold and could easily provoke her anger. However, Biyi didn't react; she pulled my fingers out of her vagina and pressed my hand onto her thigh. My hand stopped moving, and her hand relaxed, so I could only gently caress her thigh and rub her hand. 　　At this moment, Pingping moved. Her dormancy period was over, and she wanted to continue, so I had to withdraw my hand and continue thrusting. I was so excited, I vigorously shook my hips; I wanted to show Biyi my sexual prowess . After about fifteen more minutes of thrusting, I ejaculated all my semen inside Pingping. 　　"Go quickly, don't linger. It'll be bad if Biyi finds out," Pingping said, pushing me away. 　　I got up, and before leaving the bed, I rubbed Biyi's chest. I saw Biyi smile again. 　　The next morning, my heart was pounding. I was afraid Biyi would tell Pingping what happened last night, and even more afraid to face Biyi. But my worries were unnecessary. Biyi greeted me warmly as usual , as if nothing had happened last night. 　　Today's itinerary had been arranged yesterday. In the morning, I would take her to discuss business, and in the afternoon, we would go to the water park. As for Pingping, her company was having a board meeting. Her company was undertaking a major project, and she had to go to work. 　　In the morning, I set off in a Jeep. I had arranged to meet several big bosses to discuss business with Biyi. Thanks to my influence, the business was basically settled, and only the contract signing remained. After having lunch with the bosses, Biyi and I drove to the water park. Biyi was in a great mood the whole way, talking non-stop. 　　When we arrived at the water park, we went to the changing room to change into our swimsuits. I changed and went to the poolside, sitting on a chair to wait for her. After a while, Biyi came out, wearing a light yellow bikini, looking incredibly sexy. Ah, her tall figure and curvaceous figure were simply captivating. Biyi walked towards me, attracting many envious glances.

Indeed, Biyi is beautiful. Speaking of beauty, I've met many women, each with their own unique beauty.

Afang possesses a simple, pure beauty; Afen possesses a delicate, natural,

and demure beauty; Aling possesses a youthful beauty, not only alluring but also radiating a strong

youthful energy; Xiaowen is pretty and quiet, a subtle and enduring beauty; Mrs. Wen possesses

a mature beauty, exuding a sensual and alluring charm, possessing a

captivating power; and Biyi before me is radiant, beautiful and charming, not much less so than Pingping,

possessing a healthy, lively, and passionate beauty.

Of course, compared to Pingping's beauty, none of them can compare. Pingping's beauty is comprehensive and all-encompassing

; she possesses almost all the advantages they have, and even surpasses them in some aspects. Pingping also has one

characteristic that they lack. Pingping could display different beauties and exude

different temperaments depending on her hairstyle and clothing, giving people a fresh feeling.

"What's wrong with me?" Biyi asked with a smile when she saw me staring blankly at her.

"Nothing, you're very beautiful?" Biyi's words brought me out of my reverie, and I answered.

She glanced at me and smiled, saying, "You're not bad either, very manly, very masculine!"

"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Him? He's quite handsome, but he's a bookworm, he doesn't have your masculinity." Saying that, she pulled me

up and said, "Come on, let's go swimming!" She dragged my hand to the edge of the pool, pushed me into the pool, and laughed loudly,

saying, "Man, you've fallen for my trick! Haha." Then she jumped into the pool herself.

Looking at her innocent and lovely expression, her radiant face, and her fit figure, I was captivated. In

the pool , we played and frolicked, and looking at her happy expression, it was as if nothing had happened last night

, as if my finger had never been inserted into her vagina.

At 5 PM, we returned home. Pingping was already waiting for us. Seeing us, she quickly

stood up and greeted us. She took Biyi's hand and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Biyi, the company plans

have changed. I have to go to England to select models for seven days. My flight is at 7 PM tonight." She looked at me affectionately and

said to Biyi, "Please take good care of Ahua for me! Luckily, I'll have two more days

to meet , so we can talk and have fun." She then walked to me and said, "It was urgent, I didn't have time

to tell you beforehand, I'm sorry. I've packed my luggage, please take me to the airport right away."

Biyi smiled and said, "Go quickly, or you'll be late. I'll cook dinner tonight."

So, I drove Pingping to the airport, kissed her goodbye, and saw her off.

Back home, Biyi had already cooked dinner and set the table. We ate and

talked about everything under the sun, enjoying our meal for four hours straight. I've been classmates with Biyi for four years, and we're

best friends. However, I rarely have the chance to be alone with her.

Before I knew it, the clock had struck twelve. Biyi said, "Okay, that's enough for today.

I'll clear the table and wash the dishes. You can

take a shower." After showering, I went to my room and lay on the bed reading. After a while, Biyi came in and

said, "I've finished showering and I'm going to sleep. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

I quickly got out of bed, took Biyi's hand, and said, "Biyi, don't go. Stay with me tonight, okay?"

Biyi lowered her head, her face flushed, and said, "Didn't you tease me enough last night? Want to tease me again?"

I mustered my courage, put one arm around her waist, and lifted her head with the other, saying, "Biyi, promise

me!"

Biyi just blushed and didn't say anything, nor did she push me away.

"My dear Biyi, please say yes!"

Biyi raised her lowered eyes, looked at me, smiled, and whispered, "Okay, I say yes."

I was overjoyed. I picked Biyi up, spun her around three times, put her down,

kissed her on the cheek, and said happily, "My dear Biyi, thank you!" Then I hugged Biyi and kissed her

red lips. Biyi also put one hand on my shoulder and the other around my waist, and kissed me proactively.

After a long, passionate kiss, we were both naked. I carried Biyi to the bed,

stood by the bed, and carefully admired Biyi's body. Biyi, like Pingping, had a beautiful figure. The

difference was that Biyi's nipples were not as pointed as Pingping's, her areolas were larger, and she had

less pubic hair.

Biyi also lay on the bed, staring at my penis. I shook my already erect penis and asked with a smile, "

How is it? How does it compare to your boyfriend's?"

"It's thicker, much stronger than his." She pulled me onto the bed, grabbed my large, hard, black

penis with one hand, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the glans.

Her warm mouth and nimble tongue sent waves of intense pleasure through my penis. Ah, this is what it's like

to eat a banana, this is what it's like to blowjob. So this thing is so exciting! I'll have to try it sometime.

After a while, the pleasure from my glans intensified, and I felt the urge to ejaculate. "I can't ejaculate,

I can't let Biyi look down on me!" I silently warned myself. So, I moved my body and brought my mouth close to

Biyi 's vulva, kissing her labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening. A moment later, I heard Biyi

let out a melodious moan.

Suddenly, Biyi pushed me down onto the bed, then straddled me, grabbed my penis, and tried to insert it into

her vagina. With her body lowered, my penis slid all the way in.

"Ah!" The intense pleasure of our first encounter made us both involuntarily groan.

Biyi's vagina was very narrow, gripping my penis tightly, the intense friction causing my entire body to tense.

Biyi straddled me like a knight urging his horse on. She rose and then plunged down again,

each thrust harder and faster than the last. She was completely immersed in the pleasure of sex, her eyes tightly closed,

her hands frantically kneading her breasts. I wasn't going to be outdone; I moved my lower body in rhythm with hers, thrusting

upwards forcefully, again and again.

After a while, she turned around, her back to me, and continued thrusting while still straddling me. My hands...

Holding her waist, I forcefully pulled her body against mine.

After another ten minutes, Biyi's rhythm slowed down; she was a little tired. I pushed her down on the bed,

spread her legs, guided my penis to her vagina, and slowly inserted it. After a few gentle thrusts, I

increased the speed of my attack, each thrust penetrating her core.

"Ah! Ah!... Faster, faster, don't stop! Deeper!" Biyi sang her beautiful lovemaking hymn again

.

After about five hundred thrusts, I turned Biyi's body over and entered her

vagina . I grabbed Biyi's breasts with both hands and thrust my lower body forward forcefully. Biyi's tender pink labia

flipped back and forth with my thrusts, and her vaginal fluids flowed continuously from her vagina, running down her thighs. Entering a frenzied

state she screamed loudly, her body thrusting backward with all her might.

Suddenly, I pulled my penis out, jumped off the bed, pulled her body to the edge of the bed, spread her legs,

and inserted my penis again. This was my signature move—the bedside twist. I rubbed her breasts and

nipples with one hand, and gently stroked her clitoris with the other, constantly changing positions: nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, left

thrust , right thrust, slow flow, the Great Circular Strike, the Thomas Flair… I used every technique imaginable. Biyi desperately

twisted her head, arched her back, and howled like a wolf until her voice was hoarse.

Finally, Biyi begged for mercy: “Ahua, please have mercy on me, I have no strength left… ah… hurry up…

it feels good!”

Seeing that Biyi was truly exhausted, I held her buttocks and thrust wildly again. At this moment, my glans tingled, and

I quickly pulled out my penis. The first shot landed on Biyi's face, the rest landed on

her chest and stomach.

"Ah! So this is what sex feels like." Biyi let out a long sigh. "Ahua, you're

amazing !" Then, she started to cry.

Seeing her cry, I panicked and quickly hugged her, saying, "Biyi, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I

should forced you to have sex!"

Biyi opened her eyes, gently stroking my face tenderly, and said, "Ahua, it's not your fault! I was just

feeling sorry my past!"

"Feeling sorry for your past? You've achieved success in your career, and you've found a boyfriend who loves you. Aren't you living a

good ?"

"Oh! Ahua, do you know how deeply I love you! But you fell in love with Pingping. I'm

Pingping's good friend, and I know I can't compare to her, so I can only keep my tears to myself."

After a pause, Biyi wiped away her tears and continued, "After graduation, many classmates went to

Shenzhen , but I didn't dare to go. I was afraid that if I saw you, I wouldn't be able to help but reveal my feelings, so I had to return to

Shanghai. I vowed to forget you and find a better man than you. Six months later, I found

him, a man even more handsome than you." But he only has a handsome appearance; he's a

good-for , all show and no substance. Every time we make love, he finishes in a minute or two, leaving me burning with desire but unable

to release it, forcing me to often resort to masturbation to satisfy my sexual needs. He's also always hesitant and indecisive,

lacking any manliness whatsoever. I hate him so much!”

Biyi said, hugging me tightly as she continued, “That's why I miss you so much. This time, I

insisted on coming to Shenzhen on a business trip just to see you. And as luck would have it, Pingping also went on a business trip at this time.”

"However," Biyi continued, "I won't affect your relationship with Pingping. These next few days, I want you to love me

well , play with me, talk to me, and make love with me. I'll give you back to Pingping when she comes back. We

won't mention this again, okay?"

"Okay, I'll definitely love you the same way you love Pingping."

Biyi reached out and touched my penis, blushing as she said, "You really killed me last night. It was so exciting to watch you two

make love . Just when I was burning with desire, your finger went in, and I almost screamed from pleasure,

so I immediately pulled your finger out. What else can you do? I want it again."

"Okay, let's do it again!" So I mounted her again.

After an hour of intense battle, Biyi knelt down and begged for mercy again.

"Today I finally understand the joys of being a woman. It turns out being a woman is so blissful!"

"You're really something," I said, touching Biyi's breasts, "You're

such ."

"Because you met a woman who loves you but can't have you, a woman with an insatiable sexual hunger. I

wouldn't . Even if I did, it wouldn't make a difference."

"Having enjoyed sexual pleasure, will you cheat on me when you go back to Shanghai?" I joked with her.

"Absolutely not. This trip to Shenzhen has satisfied me! But I hope you'll have the chance to go to

Shanghai sometime to comfort my lonely heart."

"It's a deal!"

That night, we slept in each other's arms. The next morning, Biyi asked me to make love to her again, and I, still emboldened,

gave her a good beating.

During Pingping's seven-day trip to England, I made love to Biyi twenty-two times, letting her experience the full

pleasure . During this time, with my help, Biyi also signed business contracts worth hundreds of millions of yuan with those big bosses.

Seven days later, Pingping returned. Biyi didn't reveal a single flaw. As usual, she was incredibly affectionate with Pingping

, even forcing Pingping to sleep with me that night. Sigh, Pingping, who hadn't had sex for seven days, was extremely sexually frustrated. As

soon as the door closed, she pounced on me, wanting me to have sex with her. It took me a lot of effort to subdue her.

Two days later, Biyi returned to Shanghai. Before leaving, she hugged Pingping and Xiaowen and cried. In the end, I

had to pull them apart and push her onto the plane.

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