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I love swapping husbands. 

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The most unique part of my body is my two little mouths. The upper one looks no different from a normal person's, but believe it or not, I can take a whole half-foot-long penis into my mouth and even use my tongue to hold it for 20 minutes straight—of course, that only applies to the penis of someone I like. My lower mouth is my vagina. The flesh outside is very plump, and anyone who's on top of me will find it soft and light. In short, no matter how long you're on top of me, it won't hurt. My vagina is always warm and tight.



Today, I want to share my sexual experiences with you all. Actually, my first time being fucked outside of marriage was no different from prostitution. I used my body to get a job I deserved. Later, for a while, I tasted the sweetness of it, and I used this method to get many other things for myself. However, to be honest, I did learn a lot of valuable experience and techniques from men other than my husband. Those who fucked my little cunt were definitely very happy, but when I think back on being fucked by those men, I also feel happy.



Now, I feel like I'm addicted. If no one puts a big, hard cock into my little cunt for days, it overflows with juices even during the day, forcing me to change my underwear several times a day. If my little mouth doesn't take in a big cock for days, doesn't let it thrust in and out hundreds of times, doesn't drink some semen, food just doesn't taste good.



But now, when I have sex with others, it's not about exchanging my body for anything. I just want to do justice to my young, beautiful, and sexy body, and to this soft, warm, and sweet little cunt my parents gave me. Now, having sex with a stranger, watching him ride on top of me, inserting and withdrawing his big, hard cock into my vagina, then withdrawing again… I no longer feel like I'm being fucked, being played with, or being fucked by him, because I'm definitely happier than him!



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

I work in education administration in a district of Shenyang. Initially, I studied to be a preschool teacher. I was incredibly diligent in school, believing that good grades would guarantee a good job after graduation. Looking back, that naive idea from ten years ago is utterly unworkable in the real world; I was so foolish back then. After graduation, many of my classmates, whose grades were significantly lower than mine, landed much better jobs. Those were the top-ranked kindergartens in Shenyang. But I, a provincial-level outstanding student for three consecutive years in preschool education, was ultimately assigned by those idiotic bureaucrats of the municipal education commission to a suburban kindergarten, starting as a low-level preschool teacher.





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



Kindergarten teachers especially liked to talk about what couples did in bed, but if you weren't married, your married colleagues would always treat you as an outsider to the "married women's circle." This "outsider" meant they would deliberately avoid discussing sex with virgins like me. After getting married, I, who was already popular, quickly joined the ranks of "married women's circles" and became a key member. They started sharing their sexual experiences with me. Through these conversations, I realized that I had wasted the past 20-plus years exploring the pleasures of female sexuality.



With everyone's encouragement, I discovered that I was a very sexy woman. I'm not tall, but not short either; my skin is very fair; my breasts aren't large, but because I was always the most diligent student in dance class at school, they are very firm. The most interesting thing was that they told me that the vagina men like best is one with full external genital muscles and a tight vaginal opening, creating a sucking effect on a man's large penis. I was secretly surprised to hear this, because my vagina was exactly like that.



Usually, when my husband is having sex with me in bed, he often pinches my breasts or pats my buttocks after ejaculating, praising me and saying, "Good Qingqing, good wife, your vagina is like a little mouth, it's like it's been sucking my big cock, I can't help but spit out my semen." Later, I seriously recalled that after we got married, as long as his penis could still get hard, every time he inserted his penis into my vagina, I would suck him until he ejaculated, even when he was sick, he couldn't resist the charm of my vagina.



The longer I spent with those married teachers, the more I learned. I realized that although my husband was a good person, in bed, he was too honest and too clumsy. He'd probably never even heard of the various sexual techniques other couples did in bed—like breast play, oral sex, and anal sex. When I started suggesting these things to him in bed, he was very reluctant and kept asking me where I'd learned these indecent things. Eventually, I lost all interest in trying those sexual techniques with him.



My change of heart was purely accidental. In 1995, I'd been working at that small kindergarten for several years, doing every job better than others, but every year-end, I never received any awards for outstanding work. At first, I didn't understand. Later, some well-meaning married colleagues—my close friends in my small circle of married women—secretly told me that these days, if you didn't give gifts to the leaders or offer yourself to them, all your hard work would be for nothing. I was horrified. Giving gifts? I gave gifts every year! Did I have to sleep with those leaders?



Among my best friends, there's one named Sister Hong. When no one was around, she quietly told me, "

Qingqing, I keep getting accidents every year. Logically, I should have been fired long ago, but I've been working here all this time, and no one dares to punish me. Every year-end bonus is first-class, several thousand yuan more than those of you who work so hard. Even our kindergarten director is quite polite to me. Do you know why?"



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



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



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

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



' Hearing this, I sensed there was still hope. On Sunday, I prepared 1000 yuan, put it in an envelope, and rushed to his office. Unexpectedly, he returned the money to me, saying, 'I don't need the money.'" "But I've always liked you, Xiao Hong," he said, then shoved me onto the desk and started unbuttoning my skirt. I tried desperately to push him away, but he whispered in my ear, "Xiao Hong, let me have some fun this time, and you'll be fine. From now on, with me here, you won't have to be afraid of your principal anymore." As he spoke, he forcefully pulled off my long skirt, slipped his hand inside my underwear, and began rubbing my labia. One finger went directly into my vagina… I pushed him away with all my might, lifted my skirt from the floor, and pulled it back up. He didn't pounce on me, but suddenly said fiercely, "You'll be fired soon."



"My hands went limp. I thought, no matter what, I can't be fired. Besides, I'm not a virgin. Let him have his way with me once, even though I'm a hundred times unwilling. I'll just pretend I was accidentally raped by a pervert on my way home that night."



"And then?" I asked Sister Hong.

"Then he pulled me into his arms. I knew I had surrendered in my heart. Although I didn't agree verbally,

my body stopped resisting. He was quite gentle that day, rubbing my waist and buttocks with his hands, gently sucking on my nose and earlobe, making me feel itchy.

After a while, one of his hands touched my breast, and the other hand was unbuttoning my shirt.

I made a muffled sound to indicate that I wanted to stop him, but he suddenly kissed my lips, sucking my tongue into his mouth. He sucked my tongue hard, and I couldn't get away. I just felt my face burning." I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased. His kissing technique was incredibly skilled; I immediately sensed he was a seasoned womanizer. Later, I began to passionately return his kisses, and then I felt my taut breasts suddenly relax. I cautiously opened my eyes and saw that my shirt had been pulled down to my waist, and my bra had been unhooked, completely exposing my breasts. He gently caressed them with his hands. He rhythmically sucked on my nipples, and I finally couldn't help but moan.

He must have felt the time was ripe; he patted my bottom, and I obediently left my desk. He easily pulled down my underwear, and I felt… I felt his hand caressing my vulva. He used his fingertips to part my wet labia majora, then began to rub, tease, and knead my labia minora, before touching my tender clitoris. My moans grew louder, and he laughed, saying, "Little slut, tell me, do you want me to fuck you?" In my daze, I didn't know whether to nod or shake my head. Anyway, in the end, he placed me on the cold, hard desk, put my legs on his shoulders, and raised my buttocks upwards. In that position, his penis plunged into my wet vagina...

That day, he played with me in various ways all morning, until my legs were so weak I couldn't lift them. He inserted his penis... He put it in my mouth and continued for who knows how long. At that time, I had only seen oral sex in pornographic films. This was my first time being fucked, and I never imagined it would be in such a situation. I imitated the female protagonist in the pornographic film, opening my mouth wide and swallowing his big cock.

He thrust into me until I was breathless, and my saliva dripped down his cock, covering my body with sticky fluid. Finally, when he was about to ejaculate, the speed of his thrusting in and out of my mouth suddenly increased. His big cock was swollen and hard, almost stuffed in my throat. Just when I felt like I was about to suffocate, his semen sprayed out of my mouth, filling my mouth with the continuously shooting semen.

He pulled out his penis with satisfaction, my mouth full of thick, hot semen. Some of it flowed out, and some I couldn't spit out, so I had to frown and forcefully swallow it down.

Listening to Sister Hong vividly recount this erotic past, I unconsciously squeezed my legs together. I felt my lower body starting to itch, and my underwear was already soaked with vaginal fluid. "And then what?"

"And then, of course, it couldn't just end like that. Over the years, whenever he suddenly felt like having sex with me, he would make me go to his office, his home, his car—I've let him do it all. I've come to terms with it now. Whether he does it once or a hundred times, it's all the same. It doesn't matter anymore. After all, I've gained advantages in other ways. So, you're still so naive, thinking that giving gifts can solve everything. These days, if you only give gifts and don't offer yourself, it's a waste. If you offer yourself, not only do you not need to give gifts, but you also get plenty of benefits. Besides, there are many people like me in the entire district education commission."



Sister Hong returned to her usual playful and carefree demeanor, sharing her insights with me. She also mentioned several female teachers who had experienced similar situations. After listening, I suddenly realized why so many female teachers in the district worked half-heartedly during the week but received all sorts of benefits at the end of the year. It turned out that they relied on the leaders to sleep with them.



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

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



Soon, the opportunity arrived. That year, the district education commission decided to select a kindergarten teacher from the grassroots level to work in the government office. Based on ability and performance, I was the top candidate. But I knew it was useless; no one would speak up for me, and the one selected would definitely be one of those willing to be the first to be slept with by the leaders. I called the deputy director who had slept with Sister Hong in the office and told him about my situation. He calmly told me on the phone that there were many candidates, and my chances were slim. At this moment, I deliberately lowered my voice, feigning a shy tone, and hesitantly told him that I wanted to talk to him in person at his office on Sunday. After a pause, I heard his voice become excited on the phone, and he said, "Okay, Sunday morning, see you then."



Hanging up the phone, I found my heart pounding wildly. I sighed sadly to myself. Another Sunday, another day at the office. That old lecher, another chance to play with an innocent young woman.



Sunday morning, I climbed out of bed naked, quietly lifting the covers. Looking at my smooth, delicate naked body, I suddenly realized I was about to hand it over to that old lecher. Shame, fear, remorse, and grievance all surged into my heart. Unconsciously, tears streamed down my face.



I pulled my still-sleeping husband up, buried my face in his arms, and cried, "Husband, husband, I want you, come quickly, I want you to fuck me, right now..." My husband, who had just woken up, was still dazed by my actions, because we almost never make love in the morning. After a while, he finally came to his senses, and his penis, which I had been stroking with my hand, became hard. He pushed me down, and his penis slid in smoothly. I wiped away my tears, put on my most seductive smile, and kept moaning and praising his big cock inside me. He fucked me for an hour in various positions, making him ejaculate twice. Finally, exhausted, he pulled his penis out of my vagina and fell asleep again.



Looking at my sleeping husband, I repeatedly stroked my vagina, which he had just penetrated. I put my fingers, covered in his semen, into my mouth, savoring the sincere love he had given me. My heart was filled with mixed emotions. Of course, my husband didn't know that in a little while, that old lecher's penis would be inserted into my vagina. Thankfully, this morning, when my body was at its most beautiful, it was my husband who had done it to me, and my first time was also with him. Thinking about this made me feel a little better.



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

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



When I entered his office, he was indeed waiting for me. I explained my situation to him in detail. This old rogue listened very attentively, taking notes as he went. At that moment, I even suspected that Sister Hong was making up a story to wrong this honest and kind leader. Finally, after a long string of high-sounding difficulties, I heard the words I both longed to hear and dreaded most: "Qingqing, this is very difficult. But Qingqing is so lovely, I must help you. Right now, many young and beautiful female teachers want this position. Qingqing, if I get it done for you, how will you thank me?"



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

He paused, probably not expecting me to agree so readily. After a moment, he walked over, pulled me into his arms, and pressed his lips to my face. I stopped him, saying, "Don't rush. I'll let you do whatever you want today, but if you try to renege on your promise and act like a scoundrel, I'll definitely not let you off the hook, you old lecher."



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



I sighed deeply, thinking, since I've already decided to make this deal with him, now, as long as I don't lose money, I should just start. There's no need for hesitation.

I steeled myself and buried my face in his arms. He knew I was already in a hurry, so he gently kissed the corner of my eye (and then gently laid me down on a sofa bed in the corner of the office, lying flat on my back). He chuckled lewdly in my ear, "Little slut, shall I help you take off your clothes, or will you take them off yourself?"



I didn't answer, nor did I refuse. He understood and moved to sit on the back of the sofa,

starting to unbutton my clothes. I closed my eyes in embarrassment, my heart pounding. I could clearly feel him skillfully unbuttoning my clothes, and soon my shirt was off. He pulled down my zipper. I obediently cooperated with his movements, lifting my buttocks, and he kept touching my buttocks while deftly pulling down my pants. Then he said to me, "You little slut, unhook your bra yourself!" I hesitated for a moment, then frantically found the bra clasp on my chest and unhooked it. My firm, full breasts jumped out and fell directly into his hands.

He fondled my firm, elastic breasts, then began to kiss my nipples alternately. My upper body trembled involuntarily with each suckle. After kissing for a while, he stood up and began to give me orders: "Take off your panties, slowly!"

Trembling, I pulled my panties down from my lower body. At this moment, my genitals were completely exposed to his gaze. I was so ashamed that I wanted to disappear. I closed my eyes again and said, "You...you shouldn't look, I'm really embarrassed."



"What are you shy about, you little slut? Will you keep your eyes closed like this when I fuck you later?"

I heard him undressing, then his command: "Little slut, open your eyes and look at your husband's big cock!"

I opened my eyes and saw his thick, erect penis pointing skyward between his legs. To be honest, I thought his penis was much thicker and longer than my husband's. He finally climbed onto the bed, and I shyly closed my eyes again, but mentally prepared myself. Things had come to this point; being fucked by him was unavoidable. But no matter what, I had to make sure my little hole could fully accommodate his thick penis. Since I had decided to let him fuck me, I had to let him have his fill.



I spread my legs as wide as I could, gritting my teeth, preparing to endure his thick, long penis entering my lower body. He was so proud of his little hole. But instead of immediately inserting his big cock, he moved his hands to my breasts and played with them for a while. Then, he slowly moved his hands down to my thighs and stroked them back and forth. His lips also moved to my breasts, and he began to tease my nipples with his tongue and kiss my nipples with his lips. My heart was about to jump out of my chest.



I felt my little hole was wet, but the intense penetration that I both longed for and feared had not yet happened. I took his big cock in my hand and gently rubbed it. He asked me sensitively, "Little slut, do you want me to fuck you?" Of course, I refused to answer. He started giving orders again: "Say it, say you want me to fuck you!" My face was flushed



, and my voice trembled as I said, "I...I want you to fuck me..."

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

I thought to myself, since I'm going to be fucked by this old pervert anyway, I might as well do as he says.

"Husband, please, please fuck me, please fuck me, please put your big cock inside me, hurry up and play with me..." After saying that, I couldn't believe these words came out of my mouth.

Because this old lecher's technique was really good; his kisses had already created an indescribable itching and emptiness in my vulva. I couldn't wait for him to immediately insert his thick, fleshy rod into my vagina, filling my already overflowing little hole.



Suddenly, he pressed his mouth to my vulva and licked it. I was immediately aroused to the extreme. Usually, when I asked my husband to kiss my vulva, he would always say it was dirty and refuse. I never expected that this old lecher would actually kiss my vulva. At that moment, I began to feel affection for him.

He methodically inserted his tongue into my vagina and stirred it around, and also used his lips to suck on my clitoris and labia minora. I was so excited that I trembled all over and couldn't help but grab his head. This time, the cry came from the bottom of my heart: "Good husband, please, hurry up and put it in, fuck me quickly, I can't take it anymore..."

Only then did he get off the bed and move my body to the edge of the bed. He grabbed my feet with both hands, spread my thighs apart, and thrust his straight, hard cock into my vagina. I didn't dare to open my eyes to look, but I felt his hot glans bump against my clitoris a few times, part my labia, and drill into my uterus. I felt both a swelling and a fullness.

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



This old lecher straightened his back and began to dance with abandon. His large, thick penis thrust and pounded inside my vagina. My legs were numb, almost devoid of feeling. I clung tightly to his waist, and involuntarily began to moan.



I thought about how my husband had just slept with me that morning, less than an hour ago, and now

, less than a few hundred meters from my home, I was naked, legs spread wide, being played with by another man. I closed my eyes in shame, feeling a fever spread through my body.

He then spread my legs wide apart, thrusting forcefully into my vagina while simultaneously using his hands to roughly squeeze my breasts. I opened my eyes and saw the fine beads of sweat on his face. A thought flashed through my mind: since I've already let him inside me, why not relax and enjoy this old lecher's ministrations?



After a while, seeing me looking at him, he smiled and asked, "Qingqing, is my big cock good?" "Tell me, how do you feel?"

I whispered to him, "Your big cock is great, I feel a little swollen inside, but it's okay, you can play with it without worry! I can handle it, I... I want to make you really happy..."

He seemed even more excited after hearing this, and thrust into me hard for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed my face: "Qingqing, I want to ejaculate inside you, is that okay?"

I thought to myself, in this situation, he could totally not consult me and just ejaculate inside me as long as he felt good, but he actually asked me in such a humble voice, completely different from his roughness just now, what a strange person. Actually, these past two days have been my safe period, so ejaculating inside is of course no problem, but in order to make this old lecher think that I was willing to make sacrifices for him, I deliberately pretended to hesitate for a moment: "Do you really want to ejaculate inside?"



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

"Then... since you feel comfortable ejaculating inside like that, then ejaculate inside, I'll go back and take my contraceptive pill."

When he heard me say that, his face immediately lit up with a smile, and his body seemed to be encouraged as well. His thick, large penis thrust even more rapidly into my wet vagina. I felt the large glans scraping against the inner walls of my vagina, producing waves of continuous pleasure. For the first time, I cried out loudly, feeling my face flush, my whole body go numb, and my mind light as if I were about to fly away. I gripped his arms tightly with both hands and began to instinctively thrust my lower abdomen forward, welcoming my vulva towards his penis.



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

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

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



At that moment, I felt my eyes welling up with tears. It was the first time I had let a man other than my husband insert his penis into my body, fuck me for so long, and release himself so freely inside me. The feeling was a mixture of shame, excitement, and satisfaction. I hugged his waist tightly, wanting his penis to stay inside me a little longer. Finally, his penis slowly slid out. I jumped out of bed naked, took out tissues from my handbag to wipe myself, and then wanted to wipe him clean too. He stopped me, saying, "Qingqing, wash me clean with your mouth, okay?"



Before this, I already knew from Sister Hong that he had this fetish—he liked women to suck his penis after he ejaculated. Although I had never performed oral sex on a man before, I had watched porn and knew the general techniques. Now, he wanted me to perform oral sex on him, and I knew I couldn't avoid it. I just felt a pang of sadness and shame that it wasn't my husband I was doing it for the first time. But then I thought, he was even willing to lick my genitals, something my clumsy husband would never do for me. Even if it was just returning the favor, I should satisfy him. Besides, he had already done it for me; why upset him at the last minute? At the same time, a thought was quietly brewing in my mind: what did it feel like to perform oral sex on a man? I really wanted to try it myself.



So, I replied with a charming smile, "Darling, I've never tried giving oral sex before, but since you like it, of course I'm willing. I'll do whatever you like!"

Actually, this was more or less what I really thought. Just now, during the time he was having sex with me, at least my body was completely subdued by him. Since I started having sex after getting married, this was the most exciting and enjoyable orgasm I've ever had.



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



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

Unexpectedly, he released my face very seriously: "Qingqing, if you're scared, then forget it."

This really surprised me. I thought,

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



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

He pushed me down onto the blanket on the floor, making me kneel in front of him. Since it was my first time giving oral sex to a man, this position made me feel very humiliated. However, kneeling on the soft blanket felt comfortable on my knees, and I realized how thoughtful he had been. I felt a little touched, but then I thought, this old lecher, so thoughtful in these things, which means how many women have been played with like this by him on this very blanket I'm kneeling on now.



While I was lost in thought, he had already brought his thick penis to my mouth. Seeing his and my secretions mixed together on it, my face flushed red again. I immediately thought of how I had been so happy and wanton when he had fucked me. Just then, his command came from above: "Little slut, stop dawdling, open your mouth and take your husband's cock in!"



To be honest, I've not only started to get used to his way of being gentle and considerate one moment and rough and domineering the next, but I've actually started to like it a little bit. This thought startled me.

I opened my mouth, grasped his penis with my hand, and took it into my mouth. At first, it was difficult, and I could only take half of it in. Suddenly, he lost all tenderness and grabbed my head, forcefully shoving his penis into my mouth. I felt my mouth was completely filled by this big cock, with a small part still outside. He, already impatient, began to thrust in and out. After being thrust into like this for a while, I think I'm a natural-born oral sex expert, or maybe it's because of my long-term dance training, which makes my body more flexible and coordinated than the average person. I seemed to quickly grasp the technique, using my tongue to cover his penis and licking it from side to side in coordination with his thrusts. He groaned loudly with excitement. After a while, I started trying to adjust the angle of my head and throat so that his penis could go in more. Finally, I managed to take his thick and long penis entirely into my mouth.



At this moment, his glans was already against my throat, and I started to feel nauseous. But then he realized that his entire penis was inside my mouth. He was both surprised and even more excited. He shouted, "Qingqing, Qingqing, you're amazing! You, you can actually take my whole cock into your mouth! Ah, ah, I feel so good! I want to cum, I want to cum in your mouth, okay? You little slut, tell me, is it okay?" Then, the frequency of his thrusting increased. Seeing how happy he was, I thought, if he wanted to ejaculate in my mouth, he wouldn't need to ask for my consent. Now that he's asking me like this, how could I say no? It seems that he must find it very comfortable to ejaculate in my mouth.



So I told myself that no matter how nauseous I felt, I would endure it a little longer and let him ejaculate again. So, while I was holding his large penis in my mouth and enduring his rough thrusting, I nodded to indicate that he could ejaculate in my mouth. When he saw that I agreed, the frequency of his thrusting increased even more.



As someone giving oral sex to a man for the first time, I desperately tried to recall the various oral sex techniques used by actresses in pornographic films, and I sucked and shoved his penis with even more fervor.

He became so excited his hands trembled, and suddenly stopped thrusting. His glans seemed to swell dramatically, and hot semen began to spray into my mouth. I wanted him to pull his penis out so I could spit out the semen in my mouth, so I pleaded with him with my eyes. Unexpectedly, his face was full of sincerity as he held his penis firmly in my mouth, gently saying, "Qingqing, today is the first time I'm deflowering your little mouth. Don't spit it out, eat it, okay?" With the thick semen in my mouth, I hesitated slightly, then steeled myself, closed my eyes, and swallowed the entire mouthful of semen. Thankfully, it was only a little salty and spicy, not as unpleasant as I had imagined.



Seeing that I had drunk every last drop of his semen, he became even gentler, stroking my hair and breasts with gratitude. And I, having gone this far, went all the way, continuing with a wanton and seductive expression, kneeling before him, and thoroughly licking the semen off his glans

.

Afterwards, utterly exhausted, we embraced and drifted off to sleep on the bed.

That was my first extramarital affair. That old lecher was indeed a man of his word. Soon after, I left that kindergarten and became a proper administrator in the education system.

Later, due to my proximity to him and my limited experience in bed at the time, and because I enjoyed letting him play with me, my relationship with that old lecher remained ambiguous. However, I soon had many sexual partners. Since most of my partners were government officials, they were not only discreet but also generally healthy; even if they occasionally participated in group sex with large numbers of people, they wouldn't contract any diseases. I thrived, and over the years, I ensured my vagina received all sorts of pleasure.

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