Former elementary school classmate

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That afternoon, I was idly browsing the internet in my employee dormitory when I unexpectedly received a call from an old buddy. He told me about a class reunion the next day and asked if I was free.

Since it was a primary school reunion, I agreed without hesitation. The reason was simple: I went to a school affiliated with a thermal power plant, and many of my classmates' parents were colleagues, so we were all from the same hometown. It's just that so many years have passed, and everyone has gone their separate ways. This opportunity to get together again made me secretly excited.

With a touch of showing off, the next day I drove out my 240,000 RMB Jeep, but unfortunately, everyone had already taken taxis. My plan to satisfy my vanity was instantly thwarted.

When I arrived at the karaoke bar and entered the private room, everyone was already having a great time, some singing, some drinking, and my buddy, who had called me, was taking pictures non-stop. Because I'm considered very tall in the South—184cm and 90kg—I practically blocked the entrance when I walked in. Perhaps my entrance was the most eye-catching, so I greeted everyone very enthusiastically, receiving a very warm response.

Frankly, the male attendees' singing was nothing to write home about, and they were fiercely fighting over the microphone, so I simply chose an English song, "Just a Dream." Sure enough, as soon as I started singing the first line, I drew cheers from the girls, and one guy even pressed the karaoke button, apparently suspecting I was lip-syncing. My outstanding singing was followed by applause.

Throughout the party, I kept noticing a girl named Liu Hui. She was beautiful, dressed sexily, and possessed an indescribable charm. I kept stealing glances at her, but I was afraid of being discovered. After my high-profile song, I quietly smoked and drank alone in a corner. This unintentional coolness attracted some girls to approach me, but my mind was filled with Liu Hui's image. I ignored the other girls, responding only politely to their advances, subtly keeping them at arm's length. Eventually, no girl bothered to try and provoke me.

Later, Liu Hui went out to answer a phone call and came back saying something that shocked me.

"Hey, my mom just called and said my daughter is crying again, and nothing I do can soothe her."

"Oh? What should we do? Are you going home now?" one of her friends asked.

This shock really took my breath away. We were all in the same year; if she were my age, she'd only be 22 this year, and she was already married! And she already had a child! And after observing carefully, I noticed that only a few people showed the same surprise as me; most seemed to know about it.

"It's okay, I put her to sleep on the phone. It's a landline at home, no radiation."

"You…you're married? And you already have a child?" I asked abruptly.

“Yes.” She turned to me and said, “How about it? You wouldn’t believe it, would you?” She twirled gracefully, showing off her figure, her alluring charm undeniable.

“I wouldn’t have guessed. I never imagined you were already a mother.” I suppressed my inner turmoil and teased, “And I only just found out now! I missed your wedding and your baby’s one-month celebration, so heartbreaking.”

“Pshaw, I married and moved to Guiyang, so far away. Would you have come?” She then turned to chat and sing with her friends.

I remained silently in the corner, a cigarette dangling from my lips, an uncontrollable desire surging through my mind. I seemed oblivious to even the loudest music. A voice in my head kept repeating: She’s married, has a child, a wife… a wife in her early twenties!

Then, my mind raced uncontrollably, conjuring up ideas on how to get her into bed. Various plans began to sprout in my head, more like fantasies than plans.

After that, she went out again, seemingly to buy cigarettes for my buddy. Incidentally, she and my buddy, the organizer of this gathering, were childhood sweethearts. When I saw her leave, I followed her out a short while later. I didn't follow her; I just waited against the wall near the stairwell, pretending to make a phone call to 10000 (China's emergency number). When she returned, I shouted into the phone,

"How could you do this?! How could you be so cruel? How could you do this to me?"

I pretended to listen for a while, then slowly lowered my hand holding the phone, my empty eyes filled with despair. As a professional con artist, I was very confident in my acting skills. Sure enough, she stared at me blankly for a moment, then asked with feigned concern, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head with a bitter smile, didn't answer her, and trudged back to the private room. Okay, that was the first step to grab her attention. Back in the private room, I sat next to the girl who had been egging me on to sing. After sitting there for a while, I said to her, "Could you sing Wang Leehom's 'Can You Feel My Word' for me?" She happily agreed, of course.

Although my singing skills were definitely no match for Wang Leehom's, I poured my heart and soul into the song, and my poignant voice silenced the entire room. Even the girl who had requested the song for me to sing a duet with forgot to pick up the microphone. After I finished, the room remained quiet, except for a few carefree guys drinking. Even when the next song started, no one took the microphone.

"Zhang Heng, you sang so well! Sing another one!" Liu Hui spoke up. I smiled and said, "Then how about 'Need Someone to Accompany Me'?"

The same poignant voice, but sung by a burly guy like me, had a unique charm. After finishing, I left the room, claiming I was going out for some fresh air.

Shortly after, my friend who initiated the event called me, saying he had something come up tomorrow and needed to get up early, so he went home first and told me he had already paid the bill. I thought to myself, if he hadn't left early, he would most likely have taken Liu Hui home. Could this be a stroke of luck? All those tactics to gain sympathy might not have worked, but if I could take Liu Hui home, there was some hope, since her home was the furthest away, and we'd have some time alone, plus her husband didn't live in the city.

After a while, Liu Hui and her friends came out, looking like they were also going home. I went up to them and asked, "Are you going home?"

"Yes, we have to go to work tomorrow," one of the girls replied.

"I'm leaving too, so why don't I give you a ride? I drove here, and I barely drank tonight."

"Great idea, I'd love to."

Actually, we all originally lived in the same neighborhood, built by the factory in the city, but Liu Hui's family had bought a house elsewhere, so she moved out, and since it was quite far, we'd have a little time alone. On the way, I excused myself to buy something and secretly made a phone call at the appointed time. I knew this was the time I'd be alone with Liu Hui, and I'd put on my act then.

The call came right on time. I recited some more lines of grief and indignation, then turned off the phone, threw it aside roughly, and slowly swayed in second gear, looking completely lost. Liu Hui was startled and asked me with concern what was wrong. Her question made me burst into tears.

Not a loud wail, just tears streaming down my face. I covered my face with one hand, sobbing uncontrollably. A true acting powerhouse.

Liu Hui, being a new mother with a breastfeeding daughter, was easily swayed by maternal instincts and readily took the bait. We then discussed my topic, and I fabricated a story. In the story, I was incredibly successful, yet also helpless and pitiful, seemingly hiding a fragile heart beneath a tough mask. At some point, I pulled the car over to the side of the road and slowly began to tell her my story. Towards the end, seizing the opportunity, I threw myself into her arms and burst into tears. Seeing that she didn't resist, I looked up at her face. She still didn't react. I slowly moved my face closer, and she still didn't resist! When our distance was almost zero, she slowly closed her eyes… This was promising! I gently kissed her, but only lightly touched her soft lips before pulling away.

This was just a transition. As our lips parted, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with a calm acceptance. My breathing gradually became heavier, and then I kissed her again, this time more forcefully, passionately, until we were almost breathless before our lips finally separated.

I slowly took her hand and said in a tone that was both uneasy and pleading, "Liu Hui, I want you, is that okay?"

After a long while, she answered with two words: "Where to?"

Finally, it was done! I said with infinite gratitude, "Let's go to a hotel."

After checking into the room, she said she wanted to take a shower, so I let her go first. While she was showering, I secretly took out the condoms from the closet and threw them under the bed. When she came out and saw me rummaging through the closet, she asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Uh..." I pretended to be embarrassed and scratched my head, saying, "I was looking for condoms, how could there not be any?"

She smiled. When a man offers to use condoms, it's a sign of consideration for the other person. I asked again, "Should I call the hotel staff? Or should I go out and buy a box?"

She shook her head and asked, "Do you usually sleep with other girls besides your girlfriend?"

"No, I've only slept with her, and very rarely." I shook my head like a rattle-drum and continued to lie.

"That's fine then. I only have sex with my husband, so you don't need to use a condom. Okay, now it's your turn to shower."

Okay, another step successful. She had just finished showering, wearing only a bra and panties. Although it wasn't the sexy kind, her slender waist and round, full breasts were still incredibly hot. I went into the bathroom, looking back several times, and took a thorough shower, especially my penis. I scrubbed it repeatedly with lots of shower gel to get rid of the smell as much as possible. Maybe I could enjoy oral sex later, so it's better to be clean so my wife can provide better service, right?

When I came out, my penis was already erect. I had put on some underwear in the bathroom, but it couldn't fit, and the huge glans was exposed, which was quite uncomfortable. So I simply ran out without underwear.

When I stood in front of her, she seemed a little startled. I'm 184cm tall and weigh 90kg, but I don't look that fat. Although I have a bit of a belly, I'm quite muscular. But my chest and arms are a bit... The scent of Diesel, the epitome of a macho man. His 16cm long, 4.5cm thick (I measured it with calipers accurate to the millimeter) penis stood erect, the glans red from engorgement, the veins below like coiled dragons, incredibly powerful! While it might not quite meet international standards, it was definitely a size that passed national inspection!

Her eyes were fixed on my penis. Although she wasn't very old, she was already a mother, and her girlish reserve had long since faded. But she seemed startled by the scene before her; she tightened her grip on her cup, shrinking back like a pitiful lamb to the slaughter, igniting a burning desire within me!

I patiently walked to the bedside, gently lifted her and helped her lie down. Then I climbed onto the bed, stroked her hair, and said affectionately, "Hui'er, you're so beautiful."

The atmosphere beforehand is crucial. To bring a woman to orgasm, just being long-lasting isn't enough; the atmosphere, the mood, and the woman's mindset are all important. Otherwise, even if you keep her wet, she still won't reach orgasm.

Today, she slept with me under the pretense of comforting me, so she was completely compliant from the start. I was going to turn that compliance into anticipation!

I gently kissed her lips, then slowly pried them open and slipped my tongue inside, gently swirling it around, greedily sucking the nectar from her mouth. My right hand slipped inside her bra, gently cupping her breasts. Our lips parted, and she breathed heavily. I brought my nose to her mouth, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her breath.

Carefully unhooking her bra, her breasts, which my large hand could barely grasp, sprang out like snow-white rabbits. Most women's breasts deform after pregnancy and childbirth, sagging and spreading outwards, nipples darkening, and sometimes even showing bluish blood vessels. But her breasts remained beautiful, like peaches, and didn't sag, probably because she was still young. Young mothers are so lucky!

I greedily and carefully massaged her breasts, unlike the male actors in pornographic films who grab them so hard they deform. I once read in a magazine that a woman's sagging and deformed breasts are closely related to her husband's long-term vigorous massage! Although she wasn't my wife, or even someone else's wife, I was very careful, treating her like a precious treasure, caressing those alluring breasts, occasionally flicking her two adorable nipples with my tongue, the pink nipples like glistening cherries.

Perhaps I couldn't resist, I suddenly sucked hard, and milk flowed out! She recovered her figure quickly after childbirth, and her breasts were so well-maintained. Everything has its advantages and disadvantages; her milk probably wasn't very nutritious. At first, seeing such beautiful breasts, I even thought she didn't have any milk. So her baby must be formula-fed, so it wouldn't matter if I suckled all her milk out! Thinking about this, I remember losing my mind, using every ounce of strength I had to suckle. I finally understood what that meant! I squeezed her breasts with my hands and then suckled hard with my mouth; the milk practically gushed out. I felt she didn't resist; instead, she thrust her chest forward and held my head tightly with both hands. I became even bolder, suckling her milk relentlessly. Although it tasted a bit fishy and not very pleasant, it was the first time I had ever tasted breast milk in my memory.

After suckling the right breast, I suckled the left, occasionally sharing the milk in my mouth with her through kisses.

Come to think of it, there wasn't much milk… While I was playing with her breasts, she somehow managed to take off her underwear. After kissing her breasts, I moved downwards, finally reaching that secret place.

Her pubic hair wasn't thick, but it wasn't messy either. Her labia were a bit dark, after all, she had given birth, or rather, her husband must have been insatiable. After all, such a stunning wife was simply a rare beauty.

I stuck out my tongue and stirred it back and forth in her vagina. She finally couldn't hold back anymore, pressing my head down with her hands and panting heavily, her juices flowing out intermittently. I didn't hold back and sucked on it very hard. She pressed my head down and begged for mercy, "Heng...Heng, I...don't...woo..."

Although she said no, her hands held my head down tightly, showing no intention of letting go. Ever since I was teasing her peach-like breasts, this little slut had started taking off her pants. I guess her husband rarely did any foreplay, let alone oral sex, so she probably always did it herself. But this slut was simply a natural beauty; she was overflowing with juices with just a little effort.

I heard her husband was young and rich; how could she marry such a tall, handsome, and rich man if she didn't have something special!

Just as I was about to suffocate, I finally broke free, gasped for breath, and then, without any restraint, roughly and forcefully kissed her with my tongue still wet with the nectar flowing from her vagina. This slut didn't care at all, completely letting go and responding passionately.

When our lips parted again, we were both panting heavily. The room light was bright but not glaring, illuminating her fair skin with a rosy glow; it seemed her desire had been aroused as well.

"Ugh, so barbaric."

I chuckled, got up, picked her up, and leaned her against the headboard. Then, I spread my legs on either side of her, kneeling before her, my erect penis pointing right at her.

I carefully observed her eyes; she stared at my penis, her gaze slightly unfocused, slightly surprised, but not disgusted. She looked up and smiled faintly at me, raising her right hand to gently grasp the base of my penis. My penis was already rock hard; even when I'm standing, it's pointing skyward, with a slight upward curve, almost touching my navel. She then extended her lovely tongue, licking from the base of my testicles upwards a couple of times. After a couple of licks, she gently tightened her grip on my penis, seemingly trying to pry it down.

Hmm? Couldn't pry it down. She tried a little harder, finally managing to get it straight forward. But… why was it so difficult? She released her grip, and my penis sprang back down. She pinched my penis again, but instead of the soft, squishy feel she'd imagined, it felt like squeezing an iron rod!

"Why is it so hard?" she exclaimed softly.

"Do you like it?" I teased.

"Like it, my foot!" she stuck out her tongue and made a face, looking quite adorable. Even though she said that, her little hand kept stroking my penis, as if she couldn't put it down. I

had no choice but to stand up and tell her to get off the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt down in front of me, leaning over, lifting her hair with one hand and grasping my penis with the other. She licked around it with her tongue, then sucked it all in. Suddenly, I felt the head of my penis touch something soft. Looking down, I saw that two-thirds of my penis was in her mouth—a deep throat! As the head of my penis reached her throat, her mouth immediately produced a large amount of saliva, making my entire penis feel soaked in warm saliva! As she stroked me, I felt an unprecedented pleasure. This slut's oral skills were really good! I guess she'd given her husband a lot of blowjobs.

As her sucking became more and more intense, showing no sign of stopping, during another deep throat thrust, my glans pressed against her soft throat, her tongue swirling inside, stimulating my sensitive spots. I finally couldn't hold back anymore, grabbed her head, and my semen gushed out like a fountain, shooting directly into her throat.

Although she sensed I was about to ejaculate, I suddenly grabbed her head, keeping her in a deep position, and my semen shot directly into her throat, choking her and bringing tears to her eyes. I instantly realized her predicament; if she reflexively bit down, that would be a disaster! I quickly released her, and as she pulled out from between my legs, some semen still splattered on her face. Tears and semen mixed on her face, smearing her originally exquisite features, but creating a unique allure. Her resentful eyes only made me want to tease her even more.

"Are you trying to choke me to death?! Humph!" She turned her face away, looking very angry. I quickly got up to apologize, but before I could even stand up, she pushed me away with her hand, then pressed herself against me, her tongue, still wet with my semen, sliding into my mouth. Another passionate kiss ensued; it's true what they say, women prefer kissing to sex.

Our lips parted again, and I picked her up and placed her on the bed, lovingly wiping away the remaining semen from her face. My tongue slid across her face, and she didn't resist. It seemed to be telling me that nothing is dirty during sex.

Finally, I laid her down again, letting her lie flat on the bed, then spread her legs. Because my penis was quite erect, I had to press my body down to penetrate her. Just as I pressed my body against her, my glans sliding back and forth against her vulva, about to enter, she pushed against my chest with both hands, urgently saying,

"Wait!"

I was exasperated; how could I wait at this crucial moment? But I patiently asked gently, "What's wrong?"

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Your...it's too big, go slower."

"Really? You've already had a child, how could my thing be bigger than your child's?"

"But...your is so much bigger than my husband's! Ugh!" She punched my shoulder and said.

Instantly, I felt a surge of passion! What man wouldn't feel incredibly proud when he heard his lover say he was better than her husband? How much courage and shame does it take for a woman to sacrifice her husband for her lover?

I gently kissed her forehead and comforted her for a few moments. Then I manipulated my penis, using the glans to part her labia and slowly thrust in! Although it was slow, it went in smoothly all the way in!

I didn't expect it to be so tight even after having a child! Although it wasn't extremely tight, it felt like there was a suction force pulling my penis deep inside, the muscles around her vagina squeezing in waves, and even before I started thrusting, waves of pleasure shot from my groin to my brain!

I sensed her worry, so I was very careful when I inserted it and moved in and out slowly. As her brow gradually relaxed and her moans softened, a hint of anticipation crept in, I began to increase the intensity. Though the frequency wasn't fast, each thrust was powerful, eliciting a soft moan from her. When the pleasure intensified, I stopped, lifted her up, and we sat facing each other, body to body. I held her waist, the vertical position allowing my 16cm penis to fully penetrate her vagina; I could feel it hitting her cervix. Then, with a forceful thrust, I used my hands to pull her waist upwards, lifting her body almost to the point where my penis would withdraw. As she fell back down, it was like another powerful thrust, penetrating her completely! Each thrust sent this little vixen into ecstasy, her voice trembling with incoherent sobs:

"Ah! I'm going to die! It's rotting! It's rotting, ahhh!"

This position requires three essential elements: waist strength, arm strength, and a long penis! After more than 20 thrusts like this, I was exhausted.

Then, with my penis still inside her vagina, I turned her over and made her kneel on the bed with her buttocks raised high. I knelt behind her, holding her waist with both hands, in the classic doggy style. My penis was already erect and pointing high, but now this little slut was essentially using her vagina to forcefully pull it down, so my penis always maintained an upward thrust inside her vagina, maximizing friction on her G-spot during thrusting. I was almost at my limit myself; how could this little slut's vagina be so horny? Even after having a child, how could her vagina still suck on my glans like a mouth? The intense pleasure made me want to ejaculate! But it seemed this slut was still a little short of orgasm! How could this be? I had already ejaculated once during oral sex; if this second round didn't satisfy her, I would lose face big time!

Thinking of this, I tried to distract myself while thrusting, my mind constantly wandering: "Hmm... an air compressor... a nitrous oxide atomizing system (NOS) plus... hmm... a four-cylinder turbocharger... ah! I'm going to cum! And... the AIC controller connects to... the nitrous oxide nozzle..."

My mind was filled with random thoughts, but I remembered the NOS system that injects N2O to increase engine power. Since the engine power was increased, the power in my crotch also increased, and the intensity of the piston movement reached unprecedented heights. And the little slut beneath me, moaning "Ah! Oh! Uh!" louder and louder, I even doubted whether the soundproofing of this 230-yuan-a-night hotel could block out the moaning of this little slut.

She seemed to sense that I was about to cum, but she kept holding back, responding even more vigorously to me, although in this position, the initiative was completely mine. So she shouted, "Wait, ah! Brother, wait!"

I stopped, took a breath, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Turn me over quickly."

"Why?"

Liu Hui took a breath and said, "I want to look at you..."

I didn't reply, gently turned her over, and inserted myself again. She hooked her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist. I braced myself on the bed with my hands, and we stared at each other as I continued to thrust vigorously. Finally, I panted like a wild animal, and then I felt Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasm. I was about to give in and let out a low growl: "I'm going to cum!" I thought I would thrust a few more times and then pull out to ejaculate.

But at this crucial moment, she clamped her legs tightly around my waist and shouted, "Wait! Wait!"

I almost couldn't catch my breath. What was I waiting for at this crucial moment? A few more thrusts and my prostate would be in trouble! I practically yelled, "What is it now?"

She tightened her legs around my waist and said, "I want you to cum inside..."

In an instant, my lust, though not completely gone, cooled by half. Perhaps most people would have really gone all out upon hearing "cum inside." It's not that I wasn't moved by her words, but seeing her shy expression, I couldn't resist teasing her a little more.

"Shoot inside? That position is the easiest to get pregnant. What if you get pregnant?"

"Are you scared? You're my husband now, so what if you get pregnant?"

"Don't be silly, of course I'm scared. I'm afraid you'll break up your happy family because of me."

"Silly boy, I'm not scared, why are you? My husband wants a son, humph! I'll have a son with you and take him back to raise!"

"What if it's a daughter?"

"Hehe~" She smiled mischievously, her eyes darting around, then she tightened her grip on my neck, and I leaned down, letting her whisper in my ear, "If it's a daughter, I'll still take her back to my cuckolded husband to raise. When she's grown up, I'll have her come and serve you with me, so you can have her on both sides and she can say 'Daddy, you're so great!'" "

Daddy, you're so great..." A lewd image formed in my mind, instantly driving me to lust, my brain a complete mess! I grabbed her hands that were wrapped around my neck, pinning her wrists down, restraining her movements with both hands. It was like a rape, like a wild beast panting heavily, the lewd image lingering in my mind… On my left, I was holding another man's wife; on my right, I was holding another man's still-developing little girl daughter… A beastly urge drove me to make my final thrust! Only one thought occupied my mind: Shoot! Shoot all the way in! Shoot out a daughter!

Liu Hui was overwhelmed by my sudden attack, screaming ecstasy, “Ah! I'm going to die! I'm dying! My pussy is being ravaged! Waaah~ Give it to me~ my dear husband! I want to keep giving birth! Give birth to a baby, ahhh~”

Finally, Liu Hui's lower abdomen spasmed, her moans abruptly stopped, her eyes vacant, her mouth slightly open, drool dripping.

And I roared in a low voice, “It's all yours! You little vixen!” Like a virgin ejaculating, a surge of electricity coursed from my feet to my head! I felt a contraction in my vas deferens, and aside from the small amount that had been abruptly ejaculated during oral sex, the rest of my semen shot deep into Liu Hui's uterus... Finally, after a satisfying ejaculation, my penis went soft, but it didn't withdraw; it remained inside Liu Hui's vagina, preventing the semen from flowing out. I picked her up, then lay down, letting her remain on top of me in that penetrated position.

"Shall we take a shower later?" I asked.

After a while, she came to her senses and softly hummed in agreement, but I felt she was completely powerless. What followed was a bath together, her body limp and at my mercy.

Later that night, I secretly used a steroid cream, and Liu Hui's vagina was ravaged by me without resistance all night long. We didn't fall asleep until dawn, and didn't wake up until late at night. Her vagina was swollen like a fried dough stick, and even urinating was excruciatingly painful, a slow, dribbling urination with thick, clear prostatic discharge. It seemed we'd really overdone it.

Later, through conversation, I learned she'd been working incredibly hard at yoga to get back in shape after childbirth; no wonder her vagina was so incredibly tight.

We haven't done it since, partly because we live in different cities, and partly because we haven't had the opportunity. Perhaps she felt guilty about cheating on her husband; she ignored my hints several times.

Should I let go? Should I stop bothering her? Otherwise, I might ruin her family? But what about my longing for her?

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