Falling in love with a married woman

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Everyone has their own experiences, and everyone's experiences are different. Maybe I've been a bit lecherous since I was little. I started chasing girls in the first year of junior high. At that time, my understanding of love was very shallow, and I was also clueless about sex. I just knew that I had a strong interest in pretty girls, and at the time, I was satisfied just by talking to them and holding hands. Because I developed an interest in girls too early, I also had sex earlier than other kids (compared to good kids). I've experienced so much over the years. I don't even know how many women I've been with. So now I'm extremely emotionally empty. Although I can find women to satisfy my physical needs, no one can understand the emptiness in my heart. I'm tired of everything. I'm also scared, after all, I'm still very young. If this mentality continues for a long time, what will I do in the future? (The above is a brief introduction. I will write about my past experiences in the future. This time, it's just one person.) April 1, 2005, April Fool's Day! This day marked a turning point in my life. I resigned from my previous job and officially reported to XX Company on April 1st. It's a foreign company with great prospects, which is why I chose it. After arriving, I first familiarized myself with everything. The company's boss valued me quite a bit; he didn't assign me specific work yet, just let me get acquainted with the various departments. That's how I met Bing. A woman who rekindled my passion. Bing was a clerk in the engineering department. I had the closest contact with her when I was learning in the engineering department. From the first moment I saw her, my heartstrings were tugged. A long-lost feeling filled my heart once again. I was really excited. That feeling was like first love. So sweet! Later, I learned that she was married, and had been married for two years. As my interactions with Bing increased, my feelings grew stronger. I was also conflicted, unsure how to face myself, or even how to face Bing. After all, I'm not a child anymore; adults must be responsible for their actions. The company was organizing a spring outing in late May, and during the outing, there would be a bonfire party, with each department having to put on a performance. At the time, I was still learning in the engineering department, so I was counted as part of that department. I rewrote a dialect version of "A Chinese Odyssey" based on the material I was working on that night. Bing was an important member of the production team. In the days that followed, I spent every day with Bing studying the script. I got the feeling that she also had feelings for me. I thought that maintaining this ambiguous relationship would be something to cherish. One afternoon, the engineering manager asked me to help him create a rendering of an engineering project. I wasn't very good at Photoshop, but then I thought of Bing; she was very familiar with these design software programs. So I went to Bing's office, and she happened to be there. After explaining my purpose, Bing readily agreed. I stood next to her and introduced the project. She was in charge of the rendering. Because of the hot weather, Bing was wearing a low-cut, loose-fitting t-shirt. Alas! And the angle at that moment was just right. I didn't even need to look down; just by lowering my gaze, I could see everything under her clothes. I never imagined that someone so slender would have such large breasts! Her bra only supported the lower part of her breasts. Half of her nipples were exposed. I felt my mouth go dry, and my normal male reaction immediately kicked in. Bing looked up and saw where my gaze was fixed. Her face suddenly flushed, and she said shyly, "What are you looking at?" This was probably the most awkward situation I'd ever been in. I hurriedly said, "N-nothing... I wasn't looking at anything. Hurry up and finish the drawing for me, I need it urgently." I quickly changed the subject. Bing didn't say anything more, but I saw her gaze linger on my erection, further arousing my penis. (Since I've never written about sex before, this is quite rough. I hope my friends can forgive me. Future descriptions will include more about sex; I'll study more and try to write better.) Feeling the atmosphere was extremely awkward, I turned around and sat on the sofa next to her. I looked at Bing's back, my eyes somewhat glazed. I saw Bing seemed to be adjusting her emotions; after a few minutes, she resumed drawing. Neither of us spoke, and we remained silent. About an hour later, the drawing was finally finished. When Bing handed me the USB drive, our eyes met, and Bing blushed again. My heart was pounding. I said to Bing, "Thank you so much. Let me treat you to dinner tonight." Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "No need, don't be so polite." I looked at her, smiled, and didn't say anything more before leaving her office. Back in the engineering department, I chatted with Bing's best friend, Xiao Hui. Although it seemed like casual conversation, I actually had an ulterior motive. (A little embarrassed) We started chatting aimlessly, and gradually I steered the conversation towards Bing. Xiao Hui had a good impression of me, especially since she was also a member of my production team and admired my talent. Xiao Hui was also very perceptive. I thought I had done a good job, but I didn't expect that as soon as I steered the conversation towards Bing, Xiao Hui gave me a malicious smile. To be honest, that smile was scarier than a ghost. But Xiao Hui still told me a lot about Bing, which gave me a deeper understanding of her. It turns out Bing's husband works in another city, and his family is very wealthy. They're far beyond what a poor guy like me can compare to. Bing has a very stubborn personality. And today, her husband came back from out of town. I guess that explains why she refused my invitation to dinner; her husband was back. Afterwards, I chatted with Xiaohui for a while. Then I went to the control room to work on my script. When I left work, I was the last one out; Bing was ahead of me. Downstairs, there was an Audi A6 parked in front of the company. Bing got in. The driver was about my age, quite imposing; I figured he must be Bing's husband. For some reason, I felt an inexplicable sense of loss. I felt like I had lost everything. I knew I had fallen in love with Bing. This love was uncontrollable. It couldn't be stopped by deliberately keeping my distance. Back home, I was still in a bad mood. Just then, my best friend called, suggesting we go drinking and then see a traditional Chinese folk opera. I thought it was a good idea, to avoid being alone and upset at home. So we arranged a meeting place. After we met, a bit of bickering was inevitable. Men drink whether they're in a good mood or a bad mood. In short, they'll drink for any reason. While drinking, I poured out my feelings to my best friend, and he kept comforting me. I think having a confidant is great; you can confide in someone when you're feeling down. After we finished drinking, we were both a little tipsy. I said, "That's enough. Let's go home." He shook his head unsteadily: "No way, I have to see a two-person comedy show." I said, "Fine, I'll fucking go with you." Then we took a taxi to the theater. The timing was perfect; the show was about to start. We found a corner seat and sat down. At that moment, three more women came and sat next to me. Their perfume was very strong, and I glanced at them out of the corner of my eye—hey, they were really good-looking. They were all around 28 years old, very sexy, and their clothes were... well, you know. The miniskirt was so short it couldn't be shorter, exposing her smooth thighs, and her breasts were full and obviously large. I was starting to get a little distracted. My friend noticed this too and insisted on switching seats with me. Seriously? Could I really switch? At this point, I had no interest in watching the show; all my attention was focused on observing the three beautiful women next to me. Seeing that I wouldn't switch seats, my friend had no choice but to stand up, walk around a bit, and then come back to one of the women. He said, "Could we switch seats? I need to sit here and wait for someone." The woman glanced at him, then at the seats inside, but didn't say anything, just nodded and went to sit inside. My friend winked at me mischievously. Now, my seat was flanked by beautiful women on both sides, and another on my friend's right; the aisle was on my left. After switching seats, my friend used his most powerful tactic—"utterly shameless, despicable, and thick-skinned"—and started chatting casually with the woman next to him. They quickly became like old friends. Seeing this scene infuriated me. Why? He's not as handsome as me, and he doesn't have my refined air, yet he can hook up with beautiful women so quickly, while I have two right next to me. Why do I feel so helpless? Suddenly, an idea struck me. I said to the woman to my right, "You're all together, right?" The woman glanced at me and nodded. I continued, "Do you come here often?" She finally spoke, "Not always. I'm in a bad mood today, so I came to relax!" I thought to myself, "No wonder, of the three of you, you're the one with the long face." At this moment, the two-person comedy performance began! The two-person comedy in the theater was different from what you see on TV. On TV, it was as civilized as could be. But in the theater, it was as erotic as could be. Except for the lack of live sex scenes, everything that could be described in words was vividly depicted. It made me extremely excited, especially with several very attractive women beside me. I felt my body temperature rising steadily, and my penis was rapidly swelling. I glanced at my friend; he was even worse off than me. His hand was already on the woman's shoulder, and she didn't seem to mind. I looked down and saw...Those incredibly sexy thighs were so uncomfortable. I stood up, went out and bought five bottles of Pepsi, and shared them with the people next to me. I don't know how it happened, but when the woman to my left opened her bottle, maybe the fizz was too strong, half of it sprayed out, covering her thighs, skirt, and top. I knew I couldn't miss this opportunity, so I immediately pulled out a tissue to wipe her down. At first, I was a little nervous, but later, maybe it was the alcohol, but I got bolder, and my hands started to wander. Under the guise of wiping her, I began to grope her body. I'm the kind of person who's all lust and no courage! I was still careful when touching this woman; when wiping her top, I only briefly touched her breasts before immediately pulling my hand back. After a few times, seeing that she didn't seem bothered, I became bolder. I lingered on her breasts longer, and eventually started kneading them. As I rubbed her breasts, I watched her reaction, and to my surprise, she looked at me with a very strange expression. The feeling at that moment almost made me ejaculate. (My literary skills are poor, and I can't describe how I felt at that moment.) My friend, seeing what I was doing, reached out to help wipe it off. I glared at him with a murderous look, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand. My hand moved down, first properly wiping the drink off her thigh, then wiping her skirt. I felt her skirt was no different from underwear, so I wiped it haphazardly a few times, threw away the paper, and naturally placed my hand on her sexy thigh. She didn't seem to object at all; I thought maybe they were real players. With that thought, I felt no more resistance. My hand stroked her thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin and the elasticity of her thigh. It felt wonderful, very comfortable. Then I noticed the woman to my right wasn't watching the scene at all, but rather watching my hand touching her beautiful thigh. A thought suddenly occurred to me. I moved my hand, which was touching her thigh, little by little inwards along her thigh, until it was inside her skirt. Just as I touched the edge of her panties, she suddenly grabbed my hand. I smiled at her, but she didn't remove it. Maintaining that position, I glanced at my friend. Hey, that guy was quick too; the beautiful woman next to him was already in his arms, and he was groping her. I moved my hand inside her skirt, but she was holding it tightly, so I didn't continue. After watching the scene for a while, I couldn't resist anymore. I placed my right hand on the leg of the woman to my right. She pushed it away, but I put it back. For some reason, this time she didn't push it away. At this moment, the woman to my left put her head close to my ear and said, "How can you be so naughty?" Then she bit my earlobe. I smiled mischievously at the two women. Then my hands began their full-scale assault. The woman on my right, who had been holding my hand, suddenly released it (damn, I'm dizzy from describing the left and right sides. Hehe). My hand went straight for the heart of the matter, touching her genitals. Even the caress through her panties was incredibly stimulating. I could feel her hands were wet; she was already aroused. My hands weren't satisfied with just caressing her outside her panties. I explored, finger by finger, inside her panties, feeling soft pubic hair. Following the pubic hair downwards, I finally reached the most mysterious valley, already flowing with moisture. Without hesitation, I inserted my middle finger. As my finger went deeper, she let out a soft moan and gripped my arm tightly. My finger moved back and forth inside her vagina. (Sweating profusely, it's so simple when you do it, but so difficult to describe in words.) I was immersed in excitement. With the rhythm of my fingers, she moaned softly, her arms gripping my arm even tighter. The woman to my left was rubbing her legs back and forth. My left hand followed the movement of her legs, slowly reaching inside until it slipped inside her panties. She did the same, her pubic area a muddy mess. My hands rhythmically moved in and out of their vaginas. With the effort of my fingers, they reached orgasm one after another. My friend did the same. When the performance ended, my friend suggested going out for something to eat, and after this intimate encounter, the three ladies naturally agreed. We took a taxi to a barbecue restaurant, ate some barbecue, and the five of us drank some alcohol. While drinking, we asked about our next move. I asked them, "Where are we going next? Do you have any plans?" They said, "No plans, just came out to watch a show, and then go home!" I laughed and said, "It's a rare opportunity to get out, so let's have some fun! Besides, it's quite a coincidence that we met!" Hearing this, the two women I had just comforted gave me a coquettish glare. That one look made my bones feel lighter. After eating, everyone said they were a little dizzy, so I took the opportunity to say, "How about we find a place to rest?" No one objected, so we took a taxi to the hotel. Once we arrived, my friend, ever the shameless one, pulled out his usual trick: "How many rooms do we need?" I didn't answer, and neither did the three women. My friend said, "Let's get a larger suite. We can all chat together and avoid awkwardness." Of course, I had no objection. The three ladies hesitated a bit, so my friend quickly added, "We're all friends, there's nothing to be shy about, let's book it like this?" I nodded vigorously in agreement, and the women didn't say anything either, so we booked the largest room. Entering the room, it felt really nice, with all the amenities. The suite had two rooms, and most importantly, the bed in the inner room was huge—it could sleep six people lying down sideways. The bed in the outer room could also sleep four. The bathtub was also spacious, but unfortunately, it was only a shower, no bathtub. I suggested we take a shower first. My friend immediately perked up and insisted on showering together, but the women absolutely refused. Since we had only known each other for a short time, I didn't want to be too insistent. Making things awkward would be a big loss. I asked them, "Who wants to shower first?" My friend said, "Ladies first, you go first." They shook their heads and said, "You go first." A little impatient, I told my friend, "You go first, I'm going out to buy something." I turned and left the room. After leaving, I asked the waiter to bring some drinks to our room. I planned to go out and buy some condoms; safety first, especially since we didn't know each other very well. It was already past 11 pm, and many pharmacies were closed. I searched several places before finally finding some. When I returned, my friend had already finished showering, and his girlfriend was showering. I lit a cigarette, sat between the two women, and asked their names. It turned out the woman with my friend was named Tong Yuxin, and the other two were named Song Xiaohui and Yu Juan. I also introduced myself and my friend. At this moment, Tong Yuxin finished showering and came out. I said to Song Xiaohui and Yu Juan, "Let's shower together. Otherwise, how long will it take to shower one by one?" Without hesitation, the two women followed me into the bathroom. My friend's eyes held a mixture of resentment and helplessness. Inside, the two women were quite open, closing the door and immediately undressing. I figured they must have experienced something similar before, otherwise, how could they be so in sync? They were wearing very little, and they undressed quickly, soon stripping naked. I carefully examined their bodies. Song Xiaohui was tall and voluptuous, with very fair skin and prominent breasts. Her nipples were pink, like cherries, very alluring. Her abdomen was flat and shapely. Her black pubic hair was glossy, her vulva full, with a slight slit, and a beautiful color. Her buttocks were pert—in short, perfect. Yu Juan was petite, not very tall, but her breasts were surprisingly large, and her thighs were firm. I quickly stripped off my clothes; my penis was already erect and painfully swollen. I pulled them into my arms, one in each arm. My hands roamed freely over their bodies. I have a particular fondness for women's breasts; I've loved touching them since I was a child. Of course, I wanted to touch them to my heart's content. I vigorously rubbed their breasts, my fingertips lightly brushing against their nipples, feeling them harden. Their bodies trembled with each touch of my fingertips. Song Xiaohui's hand grasped my erection, a stimulating sensation spreading throughout my body. My hand moved from their breasts to their genitals, stroking their pubic hair, my fingers exploring forward, sliding along the slit to the entrance. At this point, they began to moan, and as my finger movements intensified, their moans grew louder. Yu Juan suddenly squatted down, grabbed my penis with her hand, stroked it a few times, then lowered her head and took it into her mouth, stroking it back and forth, licking my testicles with her tongue. The pleasure made my whole body tense. I stroked Song Xiaohui's hand even harder, one hand playing with her breasts, the other fiddling with her vagina, my fingers thrusting in and out. She held me tightly, feeling like she was on the verge of collapse. Finally, with the continuous movement of my fingers, Song Xiaohui reached orgasm, and I ejaculated wildly into Yu Juan's mouth. Afterwards, we rinsed each other with water and then left. My friend and Tong Yuxin were already rolling around on the bed, completely naked, my friend's hands were gripping them from above and below...While vigorously kneading her breasts and caressing her genitals, Tong Yuxin's hands were also busy rubbing her friend's penis. Seeing us come out wearing towels, her friend gestured for us to join in. I was also very interested, but Song Xiaohui and Yu Juan firmly disagreed. Reluctantly, I went into the inner room with them. Once inside, I naturally removed my towels and began our "battle." I truly experienced what real passion and excitement were. I had never had sex with two women before. How could this firsthand experience not excite me immensely? These two women were very experienced in sex, skilled in various positions, guiding me on how to do it and what would be most exciting. The positions were also very common, the same positions I'd seen in 3P movies. First, they both gave me oral sex, one sucking my penis, the other licking my testicles with her tongue. Then I and one of them played with the other, taking turns like this. Finally, we all fell asleep amidst the screams of our post-orgasm climax. Because I had to go to work, I woke up very early. Despite having a crazy night and being a bit tired, waking up early wasn't a problem for someone as energetic as me. I went to the outer room and saw my two friends fast asleep, embracing each other. I didn't disturb them, went into the bathroom for a shower to refresh myself and avoid affecting my work. Just as I turned on the water, the door opened, and Tong Yuxin, completely naked, crawled in. She had a very alluring figure. I was surprised, but to my surprise, she immediately hugged me, grinning, and said, "Let's shower together." Her firm breasts rubbed against my chest, and my penis immediately became erect. She grabbed it and said, "Why didn't you come to me last night?" What could I say? I hugged her back, and we caressed each other's bodies. Everything was unspoken. Her skin was smooth; although not as white as Song Xiaohui's, it still felt nice to touch. I turned her around, and she knowingly bent over, positioning her buttocks against my crotch. By this time, my penis was rock hard, and I aimed at the entrance and thrust in. We both groaned simultaneously. Because we were showering, her vagina was already very lubricated, so it went in easily. After my penis was inside, I paused for a moment, feeling the warmth inside. Then her hips started to sway, and I knew what she needed, so I started moving too. My hands gripped her buttocks, and my penis moved back and forth, and her soft moans turned into loud cries. After about 20 minutes, I ejaculated inside her vagina. After we finished, she helped me shower and then dried me off. I went out first, and when I saw my friend was still asleep, I didn't wake him. I went back to the inner room, got dressed, and woke up Song Xiaohui, telling her I had to go to work. Xiaohui hugged my neck and kissed me, and I kissed her back. She asked for my contact information. I went to the front desk to pay the bill and then took a taxi to the company. After arriving at the company, I handled some work-related matters. Xiao Hui asked me and the others to rehearse. (I'm the screenwriter and director, not a character in the play.) I asked where they rehearsed. Xiao Hui said in the control room! I followed Xiao Hui to the control room, where Bing and the other "actors" were already there. Bing and I looked at each other, but neither of us said anything. I asked them how their lines were going. They both said they knew them by heart. I said, "Okay, let's have a dress rehearsal today." Then I found a chair and sat down. Because we needed enough space for rehearsals, the middle had to be left empty, so Bing stood next to me, very close. Bing suddenly asked me, "Where did you go last night?" I was taken aback. I replied, "Nowhere. Why?" Bing said, "What do you smell like?" I suddenly felt guilty because last night's experience was too crazy. Even though I showered several times, I could still smell a woman's fragrance on my clothes. I pretended to be confused and said, "What could I smell? Of course, it's the smell of a man." Bing didn't say anything, just gave me a questioning look. I felt incredibly uncomfortable. I had no motivation to rehearse. I called it a day after just one rehearsal. After leaving the control room, the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't leave a bad impression on Bing. I should talk to Xiao Hui. Xiao Hui and Bing were best friends; they shared everything. Back in the engineering department, Bing was there too (there were three offices in the engineering department. Bing and I weren't in the same room). I told Xiao Hui, "I almost drank myself to death last night!" Xiao Hui asked, "Who did you drink with?" I said, "With my classmates. It was their birthday yesterday, and there were so many people. We're all old buddies, so we drank like crazy. I don't know who messed up my perfume, but I hate the smell of perfume, especially after drinking so much. It made me throw up. I have no energy at all today." After I finished speaking, Xiao Hui said, "I was telling you! Why do you look like that? I thought you were wearing perfume." I said, "Pretty much. I used a whole bottle!" After she finished speaking, everyone in the room laughed. Bing laughed too! Time passed by in work and rehearsals, and my love for Bing grew deeper and deeper. Not seeing her for even a short time felt like something was missing. I knew I was deeply in love. This period was quite uneventful, a repetitive routine of going to work and going home! The spring outing finally arrived, and the company chose Jilin City in Jilin Province as the destination. At 8:00 AM on May 27th, everyone had already gathered at the company. The company had hired a luxury bus; the leaders had already left in their own cars, and we employees had to take the bus. I was the last to board because I needed to explain all the project details before leaving. So when I got on the bus, all the seats were already taken. I had to walk to the back to see if there were any empty seats; some colleagues were already sitting on the plastic stools that had been added later in the aisle. When I got to the back, I saw Bing sitting in the last row, and there was an empty seat next to her. I hurried over and saw her bag on the seat next to her—the most common way to reserve a seat. Bing saw me and picked up her bag, saying, "Sit here!" Without her saying anything, I sat down. After everyone was on, the bus started moving. I turned to Bing and said, "Is this seat reserved?" Bing was facing the window, looking very relaxed. After I finished speaking, she turned around and glared at me with a look that said, "Are you stupid?" If she wasn't stupid, why would she ask such a silly question? Her words left me speechless! Bing was wearing a white tracksuit and white sneakers today, looking particularly beautiful. Seeing me staring at her, Bing rolled her eyes and said with a slight reproach, "What are you looking at now?" I blurted out, "There are so many things I want to see, but unfortunately, they're all covered up!" Bing playfully pinched me, and I stopped her with my hand, grabbing her hand instead. Even today, I haven't had the audacity I had that day! After holding her hand, I didn't let go, and Bing didn't pull away, letting me hold it. I held Bing's hand for a long time, neither of us speaking. The feeling was like an atomic bomb exploding in my heart, my blood rushing with excitement, or like a clear spring flowing into my heart—peaceful, profound, and filled with happiness. I just wanted to hold Bing's hand like this forever! We remained silent, both immersed in this wonderful happiness. After a long while, Bing suddenly said, "I want to drink water." I said to Bing curiously, "Then drink it." Bing said shyly, "How can I drink when you're holding my hand?" I let go of her hand and said with a mischievous smile, "When did you put your hand in mine?" Bing hit me and said, "You naughty boy." I felt the wonderful tenderness... At this time, the car was already driving on the highway. Some people in the car were playing cards, some were taking a nap, but Bing and I were whispering to each other. Bing said to me, "Why do your eyes always look so melancholy? Tell me about your past!" I shrugged nonchalantly and said, "What melancholy? Have you been reading too many romance novels? You're getting a little obsessed, aren't you?" Bing insisted, "Don't hide it anymore. Your eyes say a lot." I stared at Bing with wide eyes and said, "Then look into my eyes and see if you can tell what I've been through." Bing glanced at my eyes and whispered, "You pervert!" After saying that, we looked at each other and laughed, but we didn't dare laugh too loudly. That situation, that feeling, was really wonderful! Like the fragrance of gardenias, so sweet! Bing didn't give up on questioning me, and what could I say? It wasn't that I had any unspeakable past, it's just that I've experienced too much, and in the cycle of life, all that's left are scars and a belly full of disharmony. It's not that I'm holding back, it's just that I really don't want to bring up the pain of the past. I changed the subject, saying to Bing, "Tell me about your experiences." Bing smiled mischievously and said, "You can see it through my eyes too." I grinned wickedly and said, "Your eyes aren't much better than mine. You'd better hurry up and tell me." Bing was silent for a moment before saying, "My life is very simple, there's not much to say." I said, "Then tell me about your story with your husband." A helpless and sad expression appeared on Bing's face as she said, "You probably can't believe it, but although I've been married for over two years, I've spent less than six months with him in total. He's very...""I'm so busy, I can only come back a few times a month." I said to Bing, "Do you usually live alone?" Bing nodded helplessly and said, "I'm all alone. At first, I was really scared to be alone at night, but I got used to it after a while." I naturally held Bing's hand and said with heartache, "I really feel sorry for you." "Bing looked at me with a very complicated expression for a long time, without saying anything. I held Bing's hand tightly, afraid that she would leave me. My boundless love for Bing was now mixed with a touch of sad pity. A woman, no matter how rich her material life is, what matters most is inner fulfillment. No amount of material possessions can fill the emptiness in her heart. I thought I should do something for Bing, even if my efforts were in vain, even if what I was pursuing was just a fleeting emptiness… I just kept holding Bing's hand, and Bing's body gradually leaned against my shoulder. Because the car was full of colleagues from the company, she didn't dare rest her head on me. I could only feel the pressure of her body on my shoulder; her posture was still that of a normal car seat. This was a kind of comfort for me, after all, Bing had already reacted. (This reaction wasn't a sexual reaction, but rather a reaction to this…)" (Emotional reaction) The journey was long, but the car traveled smoothly on the highway. Bing, nestled against my shoulder, gradually tightened her grip and drifted off to sleep in comfort. Looking at her sleeping face, a feeling of tenderness welled up inside me. My hand involuntarily rested on her lovely face, gently stroking it. I felt like I was her closest and dearest person; this tenderness was devoid of any ulterior motives. My hand felt the smoothness of her face and her soft breathing. The journey was monotonous, but my heart was filled with happiness. I wished this road had no end, and that we could just keep going like this forever… When the car entered Jilin, Bing woke up. Seeing her nestled in my arms (because her body naturally slid while sleeping, I could only hold her, not wanting to wake her), a shy expression appeared on her flushed face, very touching! Bing gave me a reproachful look and said, “I’ve been sleeping for a long time, haven’t I? Why didn’t you wake me?” I moved my stiff and numb arms and said, “You were sleeping so soundly, so I let you sleep a little longer.” "You must be tired these past few days." Bing smiled, saying nothing more, but I could tell from her smile that she was very happy. Our itinerary was: after arriving in Jilin, we would first go to Fengman, then visit Songhua Lake. We arrived in Jilin before 1 p.m. We had a whole fish feast at Songhua Lake for lunch, spent the afternoon exploring the lake, and stayed overnight at Wuhu Island on the lake. After dinner, there was a bonfire party (the one I mentioned earlier, the one with performances). We returned to the city the next day at noon, spent three days there, and then headed back. That's my summary of the trip. After arriving in Fengman, we first visited the hydroelectric power station. At this point, Bing didn't want to get too close to me. Bing was with Xiaohui, while I was with my male colleague. After visiting the power station, we took a boat to Wuhu Island. The boat was huge, and we had a treasure hunt on board. Hehe, it was quite fun. Because there were so many people, I felt awkward getting too close to Bing. We arrived at Wuhu Island around 6 p.m. After arriving and settling into our rooms, we explored the area while waiting for dinner. Luckily, Bing and I had rooms opposite each other. Since dinner was scheduled for late, we wandered around in small groups after settling in. Our accommodation was the only hotel on the island, a very nice three-story building with a restaurant and entertainment room on the first floor, and guest rooms on the second and third. Bing and I were on the third floor. The island was in the middle of a lake, surrounded by water, with mountains and pavilions. The mountains were quite large and high. After settling in, it was getting dark. I was chatting with the boss in the pavilion on the first floor when my phone rang. It was Xiaohui; Bing and Xiaohui wanted to go for a walk, but the two girls were a little scared, so they asked me to accompany them. The boss was beside me during the call. After I finished, he said, "Be a protector of the flowers, take good care of them, safety first." I pretended to be calm as I went to find Bing and Xiaohui. When I saw them, Bing seemed a little shy. Xiaohui said, "This will be a lot of trouble for you. Come hiking with us." Hearing about hiking made me reluctant, because I'm rather overweight, and hiking is a challenge for me. Seeing Bing's expectant eyes, I straightened my back and said, "It's my honor to serve such beautiful women, especially two of them!" Xiaohui laughed and said, "You're so sweet-talking." I joked, "Do you want to try it?" As soon as I said it, I regretted it. I secretly glanced at Bing; her face was expressionless. I knew she was a little angry. Men and women are the same; even if it's not something they own, as long as there's intimacy, there's a possessive feeling, and they don't like seeing others being intimate. Xiaohui said, "Stop being so vain, let's go, it'll be dark soon." "I didn't say anything. The three of us started climbing the mountain. At first, the path wasn't very steep, but it got steeper as we went higher. So I could only show my manly spirit by holding onto one of them with each hand. I felt quite noble, at least I wasn't having any impure thoughts while being so close to two beautiful women. Maybe it's because I'm so deeply in love with Bing. After climbing to the top, we were all panting heavily. There was a pavilion at the summit, so we sat down there. By then, our other colleagues had also climbed up and gathered in the pavilion, talking animatedly about their experiences climbing the mountain. Bing and I didn't participate in the conversation, only occasionally..." We exchanged furtive glances, then quickly looked away. This furtive feeling was incredibly exciting. I think Bing felt the excitement too, her face flushing frequently. After resting for a while, the other colleagues gradually went back. Xiao Hui also suggested leaving, but Bing said she was tired and wanted to rest a little longer. I remained silent. Xiao Hui glanced at Bing, then turned to look at me, giving me a knowing smile that sent chills down my spine. I pretended not to see it, deliberately admiring the scenery at the summit. Xiao Hui said to Bing, "Then you should rest a little longer. Let Yu Han stay here with you. I'll go back with the others." Bing nodded. As my colleagues left, I also left the pavilion, wandered around to make sure they were all back, and didn't see anyone else going up the mountain. Then I returned to the pavilion. Seeing me return, Bing said, "It's really bad not to exercise. My legs are killing me after climbing for a while." Hearing this, I immediately perked up and asked Bing, "Are your legs sore?" "Let me rub it for you." Bing blushed and said shyly, "You just want to take advantage of me, don't you?" I chuckled and said, "Don't wrong an innocent person, I'm just trying to reduce your pain." Since it was just the two of us, and we were on a mountaintop, Bing became much more cheerful and said with a smile, "You really know how to make excuses for yourself." I walked over to her and squatted down, lifting her leg with my hands and placing it on the stone bench, saying, "You haven't always thought of me as this kind of person, have you?" Bing smiled mischievously and said, "Who told your eyes to be so restless?" I immediately remembered the beautiful scenery from that day, and I said excitedly, "Not only are your eyes restless, but now your hands are too," as I spoke, I gently rubbed her calf. Bing exclaimed, "Be gentle, it hurts!" I said while rubbing, "Gently won't do, now I have to be firm, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight because of the pain." "Bing didn't speak. I carefully massaged her calves and calves. As I moved my hands, Bing's gaze became somewhat wistful. I hesitated, struggling internally. Although I wanted to move my hands upwards, I had many concerns... After struggling internally for a long time, I finally couldn't resist the temptation. My hands slowly moved upwards along Bing's calves, pretending to be natural, massaging with my fingers as I moved. My hands had already passed Bing's knees. Bing felt it, her face turning bright red, but she didn't stop me. Looking at her blushing face, it felt like encouragement to me. My nervousness gradually subsided. When my hands touched the groin, Bing pressed my hands down. At this point, we were very close, our upper bodies touching. Bing hugged me, and I withdrew my hands from her legs and hugged Bing in return. We hugged like that, feeling each other's heartbeats. Bing said to me in a whimpering voice, 'We're playing with fire.'" "Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, and I felt their wetness and bitterness. I hugged her tightly. Bing continued, 'Why did this happen? Why did this happen? Why couldn't I refuse?'""Why is it that every time you do something bad to me, instead of getting angry, I feel a sense of anticipation?" I didn't answer her questions. I released my hold on her, making us face to face. Her hands were still around me. I looked into her eyes, and she looked into mine. I lowered my head slowly towards her lips, giving her time to think about whether to accept or refuse. She didn't refuse, and finally our lips met. In that instant of contact, I felt Bing's body tremble. Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps excitement, I didn't know. This kiss wasn't a passionate, stormy one. When our lips met, they simply touched without any movement. Slowly, my tongue explored. Bing hesitated for a moment, but then accepted. She slightly opened her mouth, and my tongue entered her mouth, gently swirling around. Her tongue responded to mine. My hands were around Bing's waist, but Bing's hands were wrapped around my neck. Our tongues danced in and out of each other's mouths, we kissed for a long, long time, melting into the wonderful kiss. It was a strange feeling, devoid of desire, very peaceful, somewhat like a first kiss. Yes, it felt like a first kiss. The kiss didn't end until we were both breathless. Bing nestled against me, burying her head deep in my chest. I looked at Bing affectionately and asked, "Do you regret it?" Bing gently punched my chest with her little fist and said coquettishly, "You're the worst! You got the benefit and then bullied me." I cried out in protest, "How could I dare bully you? I love you more than enough!" After saying that, I kissed Bing on the cheek again. I said to Bing, "This natural feeling is so wonderful; my heart is pounding like a child's." Bing hugged me tightly and said, "I feel the same way. Otherwise, how could I not know how to refuse?" I smiled mischievously and asked Bing, "Do you believe in feelings?" Bing nodded and said, "I do." Then she playfully hit me and continued, "If I didn't believe in feelings, if I wasn't influenced by feelings, could I be like this with you?" I pretended not to understand and asked, "What about me? I don't understand." Hearing this, Bing said angrily, "You're the worst." I lowered my head and gently kissed Bing's hair, ears, and neck. Under my kisses, Bing became somewhat aroused and moaned softly. I was also very excited, and my hands on Bing's waist began to wander. Gradually, they touched Bing's buttocks. Bing glanced at me shyly but did not object to my actions. I thought we were both adults and very sensitive; since we had broken down the barrier, we should be fearless. Bing's buttocks were full, soft yet elastic, and felt wonderful to the touch. I guessed her breasts must be quite nice too. Bing's body writhed in my arms, and she kissed me passionately. The kiss was intense; Bing was very proactive. My hands, while caressing her buttocks, moved towards her breasts. Because we were kissing and embracing face-to-face, it was difficult to touch her breasts, as our bodies were very close. When our lips parted, I suddenly grasped Bing's breast. Just as I had imagined, it was large and elastic. Even through her clothes, I could feel its fullness and firmness. There's no need to describe my caresses of Bing; they were limited to touching her breasts and buttocks. I don't know how much time passed before Xiao Hui called to urge us to go back, as it was time for dinner. And so, reluctantly, we left the mountaintop. When we got back, the table was already set. Xiao Hui looked at me with the scrutinizing gaze of an enemy, making me feel a little guilty. Bing pulled Xiao Hui away, muttering to herself as they walked. Unfortunately, I couldn't hear what they were talking about. After washing up, everyone gradually arrived at the restaurant. Dinner was lively, and everyone was in high spirits because of the activities to be held afterward, toasting each other in a great atmosphere. Still basking in the excitement of the evening, I drank quite a bit, feeling a little tipsy. The hazy feeling of being half-drunk was wonderful. Everyone praised me, saying, "You have a good capacity for alcohol, you've got potential." Bing also drank some; perhaps she, like me, was still immersed in the wonderful experience. Bing was even more radiant after drinking, a faint smile on her flushed face, exuding elegance and grace in every gesture. Looking at Bing's beauty, a phrase came to mind: "Your eternal beauty is my pride. Beauty is having love in your heart!" After dinner, the organizers of the bonfire party began to get busy, setting up the decorations behind the hotel. Those of us with nothing better to do, like myself, were all appreciating the beauty of life, fueled by the alcohol. I don't like crowds; I always feel lonely in noisy crowds. Sitting alone in a dark corner, watching the neon lights and Bing's figure, a sense of helpless loneliness filled my heart. Time pushed the night deeper, and I don't know how long I sat there alone, when Xiao Hui ran over to call me, saying that the party was about to start and everyone was looking for me. I followed Xiao Hui to the back of the hotel. By then, the bonfire was lit, the colorful lights and sound system were all set up, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and everyone was present. I gathered the skit actors together and reminded them of the things to pay attention to during the performance. Then I specifically instructed Bing to pay attention to the transitions between lines and not to have any gaps. After talking to them, I randomly found a seat in the back row and sat down. Then the party began, and it was very lively. The performances by each department were all extremely wonderful. Everyone was very excited, and cheers were endless. Our department's performance was in the middle of the show. At the beginning, everyone was a little nervous, but as the plot unfolded, everyone quickly got into character, and the performance was very successful! The lively atmosphere reached its peak, becoming the climax of the evening. Bing's contribution was significant; she played a crucial role in ensuring the smooth flow of the entire skit. I was delighted by their successful performance. Unexpectedly, at the end of the skit, Bing suddenly said, "The success of our skit and its widespread acclaim are all thanks to the hard work of our scriptwriter and director, Jiang Yuhan. On behalf of all the actors, I express my gratitude to him." After saying this, the entire group took a bow, which elicited another round of enthusiastic applause. The sunset was obscured by the twilight, casting a shadow over the endless darkness of the earth, while the warm glow of the lamplight filled the air. The changing lights reflected on the faces of everyone, turning into laughter. Amidst the laughter, this unforgettable bonfire party came to an end. Even as the music ended and the party was over, the excitement and passion in our hearts could not be dispelled. I thought this would be a sleepless night. Walking to the pavilion in the courtyard, the evening breeze was gentle, making me want to groan comfortably. At this moment, Bing also came to the pavilion with me, and after sitting down, neither of us spoke. I simply savor the tranquility of this moment, the serene scenery, and the peaceful heart! Far from the bustling city, I've come to this picturesque place with its green waters and verdant mountains. In the quiet night, with a beautiful companion by my side, my heart, free of any distractions, overflows with happiness and warmth! I think, what more could I ask for in life? I raise my head, gazing at the myriad stars twinkling in the dark night sky, my eyes filled with a sense of bewilderment! I spoke to Bing with a self-talking expression, "Everyone walks a different path, pursues different ideals, but the ultimate goal is the same: to find their own happiness." I turned to look into Bing's eyes and said slowly and deeply, "What is happiness?" Bing looked back into my eyes, her gaze filled with tenderness, and said, "Sometimes I really feel foolish, never seriously considering what happiness is, thinking my life is already happy." Bing paused for a moment and continued, "At this moment, I finally understand that experiencing the emotion in tranquility is true happiness." I nodded in agreement and said, "After passion comes tranquility." At this moment, the breeze carried the fragrance of lilac blossoms, making me feel even more refreshed! I said to Bing with deep affection, "No matter what happens to us in the future, at this moment you belong to me." After I finished speaking, Bing threw herself into my arms and tears streamed down her face once again. I gently stroked Bing's hair, wanting to say something, but my excited heart felt as heavy as a boulder, and I couldn't utter a word. As we gradually calmed down, seeing Bing's tear-streaked face, my heart ached. I said to Bing, "We haven't had a proper talk in so long. Although we're both overwhelmed by these uncontrollable emotions, I hope we can both be rational, because I don't want you to get hurt in the slightest." Bing remained silent. I gently patted Bing's back and said, "Come on, let's talk!" Bing slowly released her arms from my embrace, and we sat down together. I said to Bing, "Perhaps you don't understand my feelings and my heart. I'm absolutely serious about you. I don't know how to explain it so you can understand." Bing nodded and said, "I understand." I continued, "I'm a person who's slow to understand emotions. For many years I've been searching, searching to the point where I almost gave up, but then I met you. You have no idea how shocked my heart was when I first saw you! Later, through our interactions, I realized that I had fallen deeply in love with you." Bing said, somewhat moved, "From you...""I could tell from your eyes. I was so nervous and scared then. I didn't know what to do to make things easier for both of us, and my heart was filled with conflict. I'm a woman, I can't afford to lose!" I looked at Bing, confused, and asked, "Why the conflict?" Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "If I hadn't understood your eyes, if I had no feelings for you at all, then at least I'd be better off now." I gripped Bing's hand tightly, and she continued, "The sadness and melancholy that occasionally flicker in your eyes always make my heart tremble." Bing smiled and added, "Most importantly, the way you look at me is so intense, it melts my heart!" After hearing what Bing said, I was so excited that my hands trembled. I said excitedly, "I never thought you could understand me. You truly understand my worries." Bing's expression turned sad, and after a moment of silence, she said, "It's a pity we met so late. Regardless of whether my life has been happy or not in these two years of marriage, I am married now. I should have a sincere attitude towards my family and my husband." Before I met you, my life was peaceful. My mind was never filled with any distractions; I only thought about my husband, who was always away from home, and never about any other man. Although it was monotonous, there was a sense of peace. Bing took a deep breath and continued, "But after meeting you, my heart started to run wild. Maybe I'm not a truly good woman." I listened quietly as Bing finished speaking, my heart filled with a bittersweet feeling. Hearing Bing's heartfelt words gave me a deeper understanding of her. I tentatively asked, "Have you thought about the future?" Bing shook her head helplessly and said, "I don't know, I don't even dare to think about it." I said to Bing, "Then can you leave him?" Bing remained silent for a long, long time, her sorrow deepening. Finally, she shook her head and said, "Marriage is not a game; I can't afford to lose." "I don't know what Bing meant by 'can't accept defeat.' Did she mean I lacked confidence? Or that I couldn't compare to her husband? My heart ached. I continued to ask Bing, 'Then what are we?' Bing's expression became complicated, conflicted, and painful. I suddenly sensed her inner struggle. After a moment, Bing said, 'I'm sorry. Perhaps my inability to resist you is the greatest harm we've ever suffered.' I said in a low voice, 'Then do you love me?' Bing's face suddenly flushed red, a flush of anger. Bing said angrily, 'If I hadn't fallen in love with you, would I be like this with you? What do you take me for? What do you take yourself for?' I hugged Bing and kissed her on the lips, saying, 'I'm sorry, I misspoke.'" Bing rested her head against my chest, looking so fragile! I didn't say anything. We fell silent again... In the silence, I thought a lot, and the heavy heart gradually calmed down, replaced by an indescribable sadness. I said to Bing, "My understanding of love is this: if you truly love someone, your greatest wish is for the person you love to live a happy life! If the person you love is happy, then you can be happy too! I truly love you, so I don't want to see you suffer even the slightest harm. As long as you are happy, I am happy!" Bing hugged me and cried again! It was already late at night, and the spring breeze still lingered on the branches, whistling. In two hours, it would be dawn. At this moment, many people were lingering in the sweetness of dreams. But Bing and I, because of our sorrow, couldn't sleep. The pavilion seemed to have grown cold because of our heavy hearts. Seeing Bing's shivering body, I helped her up and said to her, "The night is getting cold, go back and rest." Ice stubbornly twisted her body, refusing to go back. I said to Ice, "I'm not some gentleman, but some things can't be crossed." Ice looked up at me, bewildered. I continued, "Although I really want you, it's not just your body. I want all of you. If you could leave him, I would definitely marry you. I know you can't leave him. So I can't hurt you!" I paused, adjusting my tone, and continued, "You were able to be calm before because you felt no guilt. If something really happened between us, and you couldn't leave him, could you still be calm?" Bing looked at me in surprise, perhaps she hadn't expected me to say these things. Perhaps I didn't know why I said them either. I'm not a naive person; my lust is perhaps stronger than anyone else's! So I was surprised by myself. Maybe this is true love! I didn't quite understand, but what I wanted was not to cause Bing's future life any hardship because of my desires. And I also knew deeply that Bing couldn't refuse me, just as I couldn't resist this feeling. Looking at Bing's surprised expression, I thought that since things had already developed to this point, some things should be made clearer. If we continued to develop according to our feelings, then I think we would both regret it. I've brewed a bitter cup. Reaching this point means I'm no longer loving Bing, but hurting her. The harm caused by love will be a permanent sorrow. Thinking calmly, compared to Bing's husband, I am worlds apart. Her in-laws are incredibly powerful, far beyond what I, a young man, can compare to. Although people say love is paramount, in today's society, a marriage without a material foundation is extremely difficult. Love alone doesn't guarantee happiness! To make the one you love happy, love must be combined with a material life! Gathering my chaotic thoughts, I said to Bing, "No one dares to gamble with their fate, because no one can predict what tomorrow will bring. If happiness is measured solely by love, then I will bring you the greatest happiness. Unfortunately, life isn't that simple. You say you can't afford to lose, and I understand! And I can't afford to lose either. Since neither of us can bear the burden of this game, the best way is not to play it!" Bing stared blankly at me, then suddenly slapped me hard across the face, bewildering me. She then launched into a hysterical tirade, before staggering back to her lodgings. Tears streaming down her face revealed she was crying again! I stood there, numb, feeling my thoughts detach from my body, my mind a complete blank. I didn't know what I was thinking; perhaps I wasn't thinking anything, perhaps I was thinking a lot. I didn't understand why Bing reacted so strongly. Everything I said was factual, all for Bing's sake, so why was she acting this way? Lost in thought, dawn broke! I had stood there all night! Watching my colleagues head towards the restaurant, I numbly trudged towards it as well. Honestly, I couldn't eat anything, but this was a group activity, and if I showed any unusual behavior, everyone would suspect something. I found a table and sat down, watching Bing and Xiao Hui together... I walked over. Bing's eyes were terribly red and swollen. I thought she must have cried for a long time and hadn't slept all night. Xiao Hui glared at me fiercely and then turned away. I forced myself to drink a glass of milk, secretly glancing at Bing. She hadn't eaten anything! My heart inexplicably grew anxious. () Recent rating record for this post: Tan Yue Demon Silver Coins +2 Red Envelope sent, looking forward to more exciting content from you, brother 2006-8-31 17:02 uid470716 Posts 110 Essence 0 Points 231 Demon Silver Coins 225 Demon Copper Coins 5 Demon Gold Coins 0 Bank Deposit 0 Reading Permission 30 Registration Time 2005-12-18 View Detailed Information Report top If you are unable to connect to this site from time to time, please use this address to connect https://67.15.227.108/emodbo Wowoke Latest Address - The World's Largest Chinese Adult Free Video Sharing Platform - wowoke.comyj1969 Demon General (6) Personal Space Send Message Add as Friend 2# Large Medium Small Posted on 2006-8-30 21:01 Only view this author After breakfast, there was a large treasure hunt. The content was very simple: an area was marked out on this mountain, and then slips of paper with prizes written on them were hidden in this area. The highest prize was a digital camera, and the lowest prize was a Paradise Umbrella. While the organizers were setting up, I came to Bing's room. I knocked a few times, and Xiaohui opened the door. Seeing it was me, she immediately looked angry. Since we usually got along very well, I was also sensitive to her expression. I pulled her close and said, "Are you out of your mind? You've been giving me the cold shoulder since this morning. Are you some kind of landlord?" Xiaohui shook off my hand, turned and closed the door, then said, "I wish I'd taken the wrong medicine. What's wrong with you? Bing cried all night after coming back. Don't treat me like an idiot, as if I don't understand. You're just playing with fire." At that moment, I didn't care whether others knew or not. What I wanted to know most was Bing's condition. I said to Xiaohui, "I'll go in and see." Xiaohui stopped me and said, "What happened between you two last night?" Then, with a suspicious look, she asked me, "Did you bully Bing?" I said irritably, "I wanted to bully you too! You keep an eye out for anyone coming, I'm going in to check." Xiaohui also said angrily, "There's no one on the whole floor, everyone's gone down to prepare for the treasure hunt, and you expect me to keep an eye out for you? Don't be so conceited." I ignored Xiaohui and pushed open the door to Bing's room. Bing was lying face down on the bed, motionless. I walked over quietly and sat down on the edge of her bed. I put my hand on Bing's shoulder, but she still didn't move! I lifted her up forcefully, revealing her face. Because she was lying face down with her eyes pressed against the pillow, Bing's eyes were even more red and swollen. Even after I turned her body over and revealed her face, Bing's eyes remained closed. After holding her silently for a while, I put my mouth to Bing's ear and gently breathed into it, saying, "If you close your eyes any longer, you'll look like a panda! You'll become a national treasure!" Bing couldn't resist the tickling sensation in her ear, squirming and pounding my back with her hands, but she wouldn't open her eyes. Suddenly, I kissed Bing on the lips. At first, she tried to push me away, but I held her tightly. After a few attempts, realizing she couldn't move me, she gave up. However, she kept her mouth tightly shut, and my tongue couldn't penetrate her defenses. I started scratching her armpits to tickle her, and having no other choice, I opened my mouth to breathe. This allowed my tongue to easily slip into her mouth, and as my tongue moved, Bing gradually responded, her breathing becoming more rapid. After a passionate French kiss, I finally lifted my head and parted my lips from hers. At this moment, Bing's eyes opened. I laughed and said, "You're not opening your eyes, are you?" Bing hit me with her hand, saying as she hit me, "You bad guy...you bad guy..." I knew that the commotion from last night had dissipated with Bing's words. But I still didn't understand why Bing was so angry. I thought about it carefully, and I didn't say anything wrong! Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked Bing, "What happened to you last night? You were acting like a madman!" Bing said softly, "Maybe I really am going crazy." I asked in surprise, "Why? Don't scare me, okay?" Bing said somewhat agitatedly, "You have the nerve to say that! Always spouting high-sounding words, making yourself seem so great? You keep saying everything is for me! That you're doing bad things for me, that you're saying those heartless things to me, that's also for me. But have you ever really thought about me?" Seeing Bing's agitated expression, I became even more confused. I asked, puzzled, "What heartless things did I say? Isn't all of this for you? If I didn't care about you, would I be putting myself through this?" Bing looked at me and said, "Are you feeling wronged?" Then, rolling her eyes, she said in a strange tone, "How am I wronged?" Bing's expression really made me both laugh and cry; stubborn yet playful, it was incredibly cute! Bing noticed I was staring at her without speaking, and tugged at my sleeve, saying, "You still haven't answered me?" I smiled and said, "Men in relationships are generally driven more by lust than love, and it's hard for them to control their impulses or emotional outbursts at crucial moments! But for me, love outweighs lust." Bing thought for a moment and said, "So, did you control yourself?" I smiled mischievously, reached out and pinched Bing's breast, saying, "What do you think?" Then I chuckled. Bing playfully slapped me, and laughed along. After laughing for a while, Bing said, "Actually, I understand everything you said, and I know you did it for me. But have you ever thought about what kind of force drives a woman, a married woman, to break free from the constraints of morality and ethics, regardless of the consequences, while bearing the dual pressure of morality and ethics?" Bing paused, then reached out and stroked my injured left cheek, continuing, "You misunderstood what I meant by 'can't accept defeat' last night. It has nothing to do with material things! I'm not a vain woman. So when you said that to me, I was really hurt and angry!" I didn't say anything, just enjoyed the gentle touch of Bing's hand on my face. Bing asked gently, "Does it still hurt?" I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "It hurts." Bing tilted her head up and kissed my cheek, saying, "How about now?" I said blissfully, "Hmm, it's better, but it still hurts." Then I brought my face close to Bing's lips. Ice flicked my forehead with her finger and said, "You bad boy, still trying to be naughty?" This immediately spurred me into a fierce attack, using both hands and mouth. First, my lecherous mouth covered Ice's small mouth, my tongue sliding into her mouth. My hands quickly slipped inside Ice's clothes, soon grasping her softness. Before Ice could react, two of her most important parts were already under my control. Ice struggled a few times, but under the stirring of my tongue and the caress of my hands, Ice's body gradually softened, accepting my actions. My hands moved back and forth between her breasts, Ice's breathing became heavy, and as the pressure on Ice's breasts increased, Ice finally groaned! At this moment, my feelings were complex, a joy of possession, a desire to own, and I think the most intense feeling was excitement and agitation! I had intended to stop after a brief taste, but in this atmosphere, I really didn't want to stop. My hands also began to reach towards Ice's waistband. Because Bing was wearing athletic casual pants without a belt, my hand easily slipped inside! When my hand touched her smooth, delicate, and perfectly flat stomach, the feeling was indescribable. It was indescribably comfortable! My hand lingered on Bing's stomach for a long time, enjoying its smooth softness! My hand slowly slid down, my fingers touching the fine hairs. Just as I was completely captivated, the door opened, and Bing and I immediately separated. Xiao Hui walked in and said, "The treasure hunt has started, aren't you going?" If looks could kill, Xiao Hui would have died countless times from my gaze! I mentally cursed all her relatives. Xiao Hui's sudden appearance made Bing nervous and shy. Bing said somewhat awkwardly to Xiao Hui, "Then let's go have some fun." Xiao Hui said, "I'll go downstairs first, hurry up." Then she left. Bing and I looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed. Bing said to me, "Since we're in a different place, we should cherish this short time together. No matter what happens when we get back, these few days belong to each other." Hearing Bing say this, my heart suddenly felt at ease. My worries and hesitations vanished. Yes! Since Bing has spoken her mind, what am I, as a man, pretending? No matter what happens in the future, I have truly controlled myself to the extreme for Bing's happiness. As long as I have that, I can live up to the title of a man! I think, why should two people who love each other suffer so much? If this love is destined to have no ending, shouldn't we cherish our time together even more? I don't ask for forever, I only ask for the grandeur of having had it all. Can I really do that? Thinking about these things, I felt at peace. I said to Bing, "Come on, have a good time these few days." Bing smiled and looked at me meaningfully, her eyes filled with infinite tenderness! At this moment, Bing and I truly achieved a spiritual connection, and I finally understood the true meaning of being in sync. Words are meaningless in the presence of lovers; a single glance, a smile, can translate into a thousand tender feelings in each other's hearts! This feeling is wonderful! Bing and I walked out of the room one after the other, and saw Xiaohui still at the doo

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