My Real Life in the US 0110

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Chapter One: Embarking on the Journey
Mid-July 2011 in Beijing was the height of summer. However,
I, in Terminal 3 of Beijing Capital International Airport, paid no heed to the unbearable heat, briskly pulling my suitcase towards the international
departure gate. UA456, bound for San Francisco, was boarding, a sweet voice
echoing in the air. I turned to look at my girlfriend behind me, smiling broadly. She looked slightly tired but still radiant, her
white floral dress accentuating her slightly flushed face, making her appear gentle and charming. The dress was low-cut,
her fair breasts rising and falling with her breath. Although we had been dating for over two years, she
was still so captivating in my eyes.
I graduated from a university in Shanghai. I met Wenjia during my junior year at
a social gathering . Although almost everyone from the university was male, I still spotted her pretty figure among them.
She wore a crisp white women's blouse and jeans; the tight blouse accentuated her alluring curves. Having
no dancing experience, I sat down next to her and started chatting. I learned she was preparing to apply to study abroad. Having
just passed my GRE exam, I readily answered her questions. The atmosphere in the room gradually became lively,
and I awkwardly began dancing with her, one arm around her waist, unconsciously pressing my
upper body . She didn't seem to mind; her fragrance and soft breasts made me feel intoxicated, and
I found myself aroused. She seemed to sense this, her cheeks flushing even more. From
then on , we contacted each other frequently, and soon she officially became my girlfriend. Although our
schools were in the same city, they weren't very close, so every time I visited her, she would stay with me at
a hotel near her school. At first, she was shy, but gradually she became enamored with the
feeling, her body seemingly shedding its youthful awkwardness and acquiring a mature, womanly charm. These are all
things of the past , so I won't go into details here. Later, we both got accepted into graduate programs in the United States. Unfortunately, her school was in
Los Angeles, while mine was in a remote town in the Midwest. In July of the year we graduated, after all the formalities
were completed, we embarked on our journey to America together. Little did we know that this would be an unforgettable trip.
We put our luggage away and boarded the plane. The transoceanic flight was long and tedious. We
chatted idly while watching a movie on the screen behind the seats in front of us. Gradually, the cabin lights dimmed. Wenjia was
getting sleepy and lay down in my arms, intending to sleep. I looked down and saw that
the strap of her low-cut dress had slipped down, revealing half of her breast. It was fair and smooth, and
I could , as if it were erect. Although I had seen this scene countless times before,
I was aroused again. My penis immediately swelled up, and I reached under the blanket I had just asked for
, wantonly kneading her soft and smooth breasts. At this moment, Wenjia's sleepiness was
greatly . She glared at me and said, "What are you doing? There are people around." I didn't answer her.
Instead, I reached under her white dress with my other hand. Her lace panties felt a little damp, so I started
rubbing her inner thighs. "No!" she whispered, "I can't take it." I laughed, "I
already can't take it, what should I do?" She pulled the blanket up a bit, buried her head in it, and unbuckled my
belt . When she pulled down my underwear, my penis was already bulging with veins, rock hard. She
slowly took my penis into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue. Doing this in public, I was actually
a little nervous, and also felt a strange excitement. My heart tightened, and soon I
ejaculated . She didn't expect me to be so fast this time; the semen shot directly into her throat, causing her to cough.
I had to ask the flight attendant for a glass of water. The flight attendant saw that her face was flushed and there was still some white liquid on the corner of her mouth.
As if she knew something, she smiled mischievously at us, which made her face turn even redder. A moment later, I felt
the urge to urinate and headed towards the restroom. The flight attendant's work station wasn't far from the restroom, and the one on duty
was the same flight attendant who had just brought me water. She was tall, looked to be in her early thirties, and was of mixed race.
As I came out of the restroom, she called me over and softly asked, "Didshegiveyouan
iceblowjob?" I replied, somewhat surprised, "Sorry for that." She waved her hand and said, "
Don't worry. Just current." I gave an awkward smile. She then asked
me where I was going and other questions. Later, she discovered that I had given her
a business card when her son was attending university this year, saying that I should send her my number after I got a phone, so we could meet up when she visited her son. I
put the card away and walked towards my seat. When Wenjia saw me return, she complained about how long I had taken. I told her there was someone in
the restroom , and she didn't say anything more. After all that commotion, we were both exhausted and fell asleep.
When we woke up, the plane was almost landing. We had a layover in San Francisco, and then flew to where my university is located.
After getting off the plane, I contacted the junior student who had picked us up earlier. He was an undergraduate here and took us to the apartment he had booked
in advance before leaving. My roommate was a visiting scholar who wouldn't arrive for another month, and his leave also
started next month. We could only stay temporarily with a Chinese church couple in the area for a few days. Afterward, I saw
Wenjia off at her flight to her university. The Chinese couple had a three-year-old son. After dinner, we
went back to our room to sleep, but I noticed that the man kept staring at Wenjia's chest. Several times when I spoke to him
, he seemed flustered. The woman seemed to have noticed as well and told us to go inside and rest. After
they tidied up a bit, they went back to their bedroom. When we went in, Wenjia bent down to organize
her things in her suitcase. Seeing her round and full buttocks sticking out in my direction, a surge of desire
rose . I felt aroused and took a few steps forward, lifted Wenjia's skirt, and used one hand to undo her lace bra and
pull down the straps of her dress. With my other hand, I stroked her sexy, firm buttocks while pulling down her
panties . She was startled by my sudden advance and then said, "Isn't this inappropriate in someone else's house?" I replied,
"It's not inappropriate, just keep your voice down." She blushed and kicked me lightly. Her lower body
was already somewhat wet. Having held back for so long, I didn't mince words; my large penis plunged straight into her upturned...
Her vulva, already parted, was suddenly squeezed by my penis, making a soft "plop" sound.
She froze, her mouth agape, as if the sound was stuck in her throat. Although Wenjia and I
had done this many times before, it was truly the first time in such an unfamiliar environment. It felt as if her wet vagina,
tense and contracting, gripped my penis, giving me an unprecedented excitement. Then I unleashed
a storm of thrusts, slapping Wenjia's white buttocks with one hand, making a slapping sound. Wenjia became
increasingly excited, her body trembling and swaying with my rhythm. Soon, her large breasts fell out, swaying back and forth
with . She couldn't control her reaction, first a muffled groan, then a moan, and soon
she cried out loud. Although the sound wasn't loud, the neighbors could probably hear it if the soundproofing wasn't good.
But we couldn't care less about that at that point. Another storm of thrusting ensued, Wenjia's buttocks
turning red from my spanking. Since I'd already ejaculated on the plane, this time it lasted particularly long. We
didn't to change positions, and after twenty minutes of this intense thrusting, Wenjia's legs gave way and she couldn't stand. I
pulled out some tissues from my suitcase to wipe Wenjia's already soaking wet genitals, and then we lay down. "It seems
the master is interested in you," I teased her. She blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, he already has a child."
I rubbed her breasts and said, "He keeps staring at your breasts while he eats." She hummed and was about to go to sleep
.
To be honest, I didn't feel particularly angry at that moment; instead, I felt a strange excitement. Then I felt the urge to urinate again,
so I went to the toilet. The toilet and the master's bedroom were separated only by a wooden door. Afraid of disturbing their sleep, I tiptoed
in. Seeing the light shining through the floorboards, I knew they weren't asleep yet. The husband
said, "These kids nowadays, really! Doing 'that' in someone else's house, they don't even know how to be discreet. They're making so much noise
we can't sleep. We're too embarrassed to say anything, but they have no self-awareness whatsoever." The wife laughed, "Oh
, I wonder who was eavesdropping and staring at that girl during dinner. Don't be a toad
trying to eat swan meat. You don't have that young man's skills; you could have any girl you wanted." The husband retorted, "
How am I not as good as her!" The wife laughed, "I felt like it too after hearing that. Come on, come on." I
listened intently, and soon I heard the wife's soft moans and the husband's groans from next door. "Now it's my turn to hear," I
thought to myself. After a while, the sounds stopped. I checked my phone; only three minutes. The wife
said, slightly annoyed, "With your attitude, you should take better care of your wife first." The husband didn't say anything. I hurried to the bathroom
and back. Wenjia was already asleep, so I held her and drifted off to sleep.
The next day, we woke up to find it was almost eight o'clock. We hurriedly got up and went out of the room to find that
the hostess had already prepared breakfast for us. She said with a slightly mischievous smile, "You must be tired last night, eat more ."
Wenjia and I both smiled awkwardly. We had a lot to do that day, so we rushed off to open bank accounts, get SIM
cards, and complete a series of other procedures, keeping us busy all day. We didn't get back to our accommodation until seven o'clock in the evening. The
host and hostess had prepared dinner, and we sat down a little awkwardly. While eating, we chatted with them
about life here. It turned out that the husband was a postdoctoral researcher here, and the wife had come with her husband to be
a housewife , cooking and taking care of the children. The husband enthusiastically introduced us to the university
while piling food onto Wenjia's plate. The wife looked at me awkwardly, seemingly helpless against her lecherous husband
. Because of the hot weather, Wenjia was wearing a low-cut tank top and hot pants, her two full, round breasts
seemingly trying to escape the comfort of her bra and tank top. In contrast, the hostess, with her A-cup breasts and slightly freckled cheeks
, possessed a certain intellectual air, but paled in comparison to Wenjia. The host opened a can of beer and
began drinking, as if the voluptuous beauty before him only truly appreciated with the aid of alcohol. Wenjia, feeling his
gaze, unconsciously avoided his eyes, her cheeks flushing slightly.
While remarked, "With such a beautiful girlfriend, you're a lucky guy, junior." I politely replied, "Your wife is beautiful and virtuous;
you're the lucky one, senior." The hostess chuckled, "Looks like he's fallen for your girlfriend; you'd better watch out." Wenjia blushed and
said, "Sister-in-law, don't joke around." After finishing the meal, I helped them clear the table and hurried back to my room.
Having had a long day, and with the hot weather, Wenjia insisted on taking a shower,
so I told the hostess to let her go. The woman tidied up the house and went out to take out the trash. There was so much trash, so I
went .
As we left, she said to me, "My husband has the desire but not the courage, don't take it to heart." I said, "It's alright,
you've helped us a lot, we're so grateful." She said, "He just can't shake this lewd habit."
I said, "Your husband is so lecherous, your wife should be happy, it means he's healthy." She said somewhat
embarrassedly, "He's nowhere near as good as you." At that moment, I remembered last night when my husband ejaculated in three minutes, but
still looked at her with a questioning expression. She said shyly, "He's a bit fast." I could only awkwardly
say, "He'll get better with time." She sighed, and we stopped talking about it, chatting about life
here as we carried the trash to the bins. The bins in this complex are at the very back, while
their house is at the very front, a fifteen-minute round trip. When I returned, Wenjia had already finished showering and gone to her
room.
The husband was also asleep. I checked out of the hotel and entered. I saw Wenjia sitting on the bed, dressed in a three-piece suit. Her face was
flushed , but she seemed preoccupied. I asked her what was wrong. She was silent for a moment before saying, "Tell me, don't be
angry."
I said, "Okay, go ahead." She said she had just finished showering and was
blow
-drying her hair when her senior came in and suddenly grabbed her, who was only wrapped in a towel. He forcibly pulled off his towel, saying how much he liked her while touching her body. She was scared and anxious, and struggled desperately, but she was no match for him.
He pinned her to the bed, and seeing him pull down his pants to rape her, she begged him not to do it, saying, "I
'll be right back. If my sister-in-law and I find out, it'll be a huge mess." Her senior seemed to sober up a bit, but fueled by alcohol,
his desire was still rising. He said he didn't care anymore. At this point, she had no choice but to grab his
penis and say, "Can I give you a handjob?" He nodded. While she was giving him a handjob, one of his hands...
He was rubbing my breasts when he suddenly said, "Your sister-in-law and your boyfriend will be back soon. Hurry up and make me
come ." So I put his penis in my mouth and rubbed the glans with my tongue, while my other hand stroked his
penis up and down. Unexpectedly, after only a few strokes, he ejaculated into my mouth. Just then, I heard footsteps coming upstairs, and he quickly ran back to
his room. I spat out his semen, and then you guys came in. After saying that, a little more semen dripped from the corner of his mouth.
After hearing what he said, I immediately flew into a rage, wanting to go next door and beat him up. Wenjia quickly pulled me back, saying that we didn't know anyone
here and we shouldn't cause trouble. I shook my head helplessly, thinking,
"Senior brother, you've gone too far. There's plenty of time. I'll see how I get my revenge later." After my emotions calmed down, I felt a surge of heat all over my body. It turned out
that listening to Wenjia's account of her assault had mixed my anger with a strange excitement, and my penis was already
erect. Wenjia had also been somewhat excited. With a hint of guilt, she pulled down my pants, took my penis into her mouth
, pressed her tongue against the glans, and thrust
downwards . She gently stroked my testicles with one hand. At that moment, excitement, anger, and desire surged into my brain. I
pushed Wenjia against the wall and began to fuck her hard. On the other side of the wall was their room. My wife's body twitched incessantly from my
thrusting , her knees slamming against the wall with a thud. The sounds of our bodies colliding
rose and fell. Perhaps it was the combination of excitement and shame that overwhelmed her, but Wenjia screamed loudly. The more
I fucked her, the more excited I became. While slapping Wenjia's buttocks, I cursed her as a slut, a whore, a whore. Hearing
these words, she became even happier, her buttocks moving in rhythm with my thrusts, shouting, "Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death!
Ahhhhh! I'm your slut! Such a big cock!" Overwhelmed with excitement, I ejaculated in less than ten minutes.
Wenjia quickly turned around and caught my semen in her mouth, swallowing it all. I was exhausted, and
after helping Wenjia clean up the mess, I drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Two: The Landlady's Temptation
The next morning, I saw Wenjia off on her flight to Los Angeles. After a moment of reluctance,
I returned to my place, feeling lost. Since I couldn't move into my rented apartment until next week, I had to stay here for another
weekend I entered, I found only the landlady was there. She was tidying up the house and said to me, "You
were quite noisy last night, but considering you're parting ways today, I didn't say anything." Judging from her
tone , she probably didn't know about the dirty things her husband had done last night. I replied, "I didn't hear
anything from your side last night." She laughed, saying he was impotent last night. I joked, "That must have been tough on you, sister-in-law." She gave a wry smile
and said, "It's all fate." I laughed, "What fate? People should control their own destiny." She said helplessly, "If
I can't change him, he'll remain the same. How can I change him?" I replied, "Changing him is difficult, but changing yourself is easy."
She paused for a moment and said, "You mean I can..." I nodded. She laughed, "I'm just a middle-aged woman,
not as pretty as your girlfriend, and I have children, how could I possibly..." I laughed, "I know one
guy who likes you, sister-in-law." "Who?" she asked softly. I pretended to be mysterious
and said, "Close your eyes, sister-in-law, I'll tell you quietly." She said okay and closed her eyes. I leaned close
to her ear and whispered, "It's me." Then I pulled her into my arms and kissed her lips. She paused, pushed me away, but couldn't move me, so
she stopped resisting. Our tongues intertwined tightly in our mouths, and one of my hands slid down her back .
Thinking to myself, "You messed with my wife, I'll make your wife have my child."
I slipped into her t-shirt, flipped open her bra, and began vigorously kneading her breasts. Although she was only
an A cup, her nipples were surprisingly large. I ripped off her top and bra, exposing her nipples, which were
the size . I kissed them, gently licking the areola around her nipple with the tip of my tongue.
She breathed softly, so I moved my tongue and took her entire nipple into my mouth, just teasing her. Her
breathing intensified, and I kissed my way down her stomach from her nipple, while simultaneously unbuttoning her jeans
, pulling down the zipper, and pulling down her pants. Yellow, semi-transparent lace panties were revealed, with pubic hair
peeking through the fabric. I asked her, "Sister-in-law, you've had children, and you usually seem
so serious , yet you dress so sexy and tastefully in your underwear." My sister-in-law said shyly, "Actually, I really like buying lingerie
. Every Thanksgiving sale, I buy a lot of Victoria's Secret
lingerie.
My husband even complains that I spend too much money." I said, "That's because he has no taste. He should be
happy ." My sister-in-law said, "He doesn't appreciate these things." I didn't care about what she was saying anymore. While kissing
the soft skin of her inner thighs, I stroked her genitals through her panties. Perhaps it was because it was the first time she had been so intimate with
a man she , or perhaps it was the effect of my sweet words and gentle caresses, but my sister-in-law was moaning softly,
and her panties were already soaked. I said to her, "Sister-in-law,
you're really horny. My girlfriend has never been this wet." My sister-in-law scolded me, "Then hurry up!" I pulled down her panties, and her
thick black forest was instantly exposed. My sister-in-law then said to me, "Can't we not do this in the living room? The soundproofing in this house
isn't good; people outside might hear us." So I picked up my sister-in-law and carried her to the bedroom. Once there, I
threw her onto the bed, spread her legs, and carefully admired her wet vulva. Her thick, dark
labia majora and dark red labia minora were spread outwards, layer by layer. Her labia minora, slightly parted,
oozed vaginal fluid. Her cherry-sized clitoris throbbed at the vaginal opening. I put her labia minora in my mouth and
gently teased them with my tongue, then gently bit them with my teeth. She cried out,
"I can't take it anymore! Come in quickly!" I unzipped my pants, revealing my already erect penis. To be
honest, my penis wasn't particularly impressive, only about 15 centimeters, but she exclaimed in surprise how big it was, which made her
husband's seem incredibly small. I couldn't resist either. I spread her legs and thrust my penis inside her. She
cried out, "Ahhh! Ahhh!" and kept saying how big it was, how good it felt. I first straddled her, thrusting hard,
then, feeling unsatisfied, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and continued thrusting forcefully. My sister-in-law probably hadn't experienced this much pleasure in a long time,
and she screamed hoarsely. While I was fucking her, I asked her, "Do you feel better when I fuck you or when your husband fucks you?"
She just yelled, "Fuck me to death! Fuck me to death! Don't stop! Fuck me harder! Ahhhhhh!" When I got tired of fucking her, I...
I made her stand on the edge of the bed, hands gripping the edge, and then I thrust into her from behind,
slapping
pumped. Although they weren't as large and round as my girlfriend's, her skin was firm and elastic. She screamed hoarsely as I continued to thrust and slap her buttocks, leaving them
red and purple welts. Her juices flowed down her legs. She begged for mercy, saying she really couldn't go on anymore,
her lower body was starting to ache. But I was in the heat of the moment, how could I stop now? I continued thrusting recklessly .
She collapsed onto the bed, motionless. I had no choice but to pull out and say to her, "You've had children, and you're still so
easily exhausted?" She said her husband usually finished in two strokes, and this sudden onslaught was too much for her. I said, "
What am I going to do while I'm still hard?" She had no choice but to take my penis in her mouth and start masturbating. Her oral skills weren't
as good as Wenjia's, and it wasn't very comfortable for me either. After a while, I told her to stop. Only then did she feel the throbbing pain in
her buttocks , blaming me for beating her like this, saying her husband would find out. I said, "Let's see if you
can keep it from him." With that, I got dressed and told her I had an English exam this afternoon, so I had to leave.
She glared at me and said, "Looks like I'll be washing sheets all day." I grinned mischievously and rushed out to catch the school bus
.
The school was unbearably hot that day. Finally finishing that marathon exam, I hurried back to my sister-in-law's house. I
was moving out tomorrow, so I needed to go back and pack. When I got home, she and her husband were already
eating . They asked if I wanted to eat with them, but I said I'd already had pizza at school. I went back to pack my things
. While I was packing, I heard the front door knock. The lady of the house was probably going to get the sheets to be changed.
Her husband came in and said he'd help me pack, and I couldn't refuse. While he was packing, he asked if I missed my
girlfriend . I thought to myself, "You pervert, I slept with your wife, and you're still thinking about my
girlfriend." I deliberately teased him, saying, "Yeah, we've never been apart for this long before." He then said in a lewd tone, "
Little brother, you were really something last night. Your girlfriend is so beautiful, with such a great figure, and I didn't expect her to be so
horny in bed. She was moaning so loudly last night. You're so lucky, brother." Looking at his lewd appearance, and remembering
what happened to my wife the other day, I didn't feel angry at all; instead, I felt a strange excitement. I said, "Your wife is pretty good too
." Seeing that I wasn't angry, he said, "No one is as good as your girlfriend. It's a pity your girlfriend has such a strong sex drive;
if she's separated from you, things might get messy." I felt that what he said wasn't entirely unreasonable, so I said, "
What can I do?" He said, "Give your girlfriend a desktop computer with a webcam, install a Trojan
program on it, and then you can remotely monitor her." At this moment, my heart tightened. Could it be that he recorded what happened between me and
his wife? I asked him, "Do you also use this to monitor your wife?" He laughed, "I'm right here.
What's there to monitor about my wife? I use this to watch my ex-girlfriend." Hearing this, my heart finally
calmed down. Seeing that he was somewhat sleazy but also honest, I wasn't so disgusted anymore. I asked him, "Could you
demonstrate ?" He said sure, and opened his laptop, accessing his hacking program. A cozy
girl's bedroom appeared before me. Although no one was there, I could imagine the
erotic scene that would unfold when the owner returned. I asked him, "Do you have any of the previous recordings?" He opened a
folder filled with videos, saying, "I'll show you something exciting." Inside, a couple was entangled,
their lewd sounds echoing around us. I said, "Wouldn't it be amazing to watch this live?" He laughed, "Of course!
How about it? Want to get one? I'll set it up for you." I thought to myself, "Wouldn't that be giving him a free ride, getting to watch
my girlfriend 24/7?" So I said, "We'll talk about it later." Just then, my sister-in-law returned, and he
left. I packed my things and went to sleep… He laughed, “I’m right here. What’s the point of
spying ? I use this to watch my ex-girlfriend.” Hearing this, my heart finally calmed down. Seeing
that he was lewd but also honest, I wasn’t so annoyed anymore. I asked him, “Can you demonstrate for me?” He said
sure, and opened his laptop, accessed his hacking program, and a cozy girl’s bedroom appeared
before me. Although no one was there, I could imagine how erotic it would be when the owner returned.
I asked him, “Do you have any of the previous recordings?” He opened a folder filled with videos,
saying, “I’ll show you something exciting.” Inside, a couple was entangled, their lewd sounds
echoing around us. I said, “How exciting would it be to watch this live?” He laughed, “Of course!” “How about it? Want to get
one? I’ll set it up for you.” I thought to myself, wouldn’t that be giving him a free ride, getting to watch my girlfriend for free, 24/7
? I said, “We’ll talk about it later.” Just then, my sister-in-law came back, and he went out. I then
packed my things and went to sleep.

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