The Legend of the Tiger (Part 4)

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(IV) The Virgin Secretary
That morning, I hadn't slept well because I had a shipment to deliver urgently. When I got up, my wife, Zu'er, was still asleep; she was over eight months pregnant. I went back to the company early, but the staff hadn't arrived yet. It had been over three weeks since the previous secretary left, and no new staff had come. I had to deal with the backlog of documents on my desk myself before going to inspect the factory.
Around nine o'clock, the head of the personnel department and a girl around twenty years old, with long hair and a resemblance to Mitsuki Yoru, came in. She said she would be my secretary. At the time, I didn't pay much attention; I only knew her name was Zhong Zhen. I instructed her to do some routine secretarial work and then went out to discuss business.
The next day, because of the heavy rain, I didn't go out for lunch, only asking Jane to buy me a sandwich after lunch. A strange thing finally happened: since Jane didn't have an umbrella, her white shirt got wet when she came back. My office was very air-conditioned, and when she brought the sandwich in, I could vaguely see her small, hardened nipples. Before Joey got pregnant, she had sex with me at least three times a week, and with Little White Tiger at least once a week. Now that Joey is pregnant and Little White Tiger is on extended leave visiting his hometown, I haven't had my fill of sex for over a month. The pent-up animalistic desires within me are starting to surface. When Jane saw me staring at her chest, her face immediately turned red, and she dropped her sandwich and ran away as if fleeing. So I started paying attention to Jane and even devised a "Jane Hunt" plan to taste this long-legged secretary. Is she a virgin?
I first called Joey to tell her I had a business dinner that evening, which is part of my daily work, so Joey was used to it. Then I informed Jane that I would be working overtime that night. After finishing work at 8 pm, I drove her home. She lives in Tin Shui Wai, a new town far from the city center. We had dinner together near her house, and during our conversation, I learned that her family wasn't well-off. Her parents and she worked to support a single-family home, and she also had a younger sister in pre-university studies. The burden on her family was heavy, and she didn't have a boyfriend. She also knew I was married and my wife was pregnant. After several such encounters… She gradually became familiar with me.
One Sunday, a foreign client came to Hong Kong, and I picked him up from the airport with her. At that time, the airport was still in Kowloon City. After settling the client in, we ate Thai food at Wong Chun Chun's. Perhaps the food was too spicy, and she drank quite a bit of beer. Her face was rosy and very alluring. I saw that she was about 80% drunk, so I paid the bill and took her home. My car was parked in the parking lot of the Regal Hotel at the airport. As soon as she got in the car, she leaned on my shoulder. Smelling her unique girlish fragrance, combined with the "poisonous" perfume I had given her, my long-dormant little brother couldn't help but get hard. But reason told me that the time wasn't right yet. When I fastened her seatbelt, I saw her long, white legs, and I couldn't help but put one arm around her and stroke her leg with the other. She could only make some unconscious sounds. I became bolder and moved my hand to caress her full breasts. My senses told me that she was a virgin. A virgin's breasts are soft and firm. I kissed her alluring lips, but she didn't even know how to kiss, making her 100% a virgin.
I considered it carefully; if she were a virgin, taking advantage of her in this situation could have serious consequences, and since she wasn't sober, I wouldn't be able to enjoy her vibrant and passionate charm. So, I finally decided to take her home. On the way, she gradually sobered up. I didn't know if she was drunk or shy about what had just happened; her face was flushed, and she kept her head down, not saying a word. Only when she got out of the car did she whisper, "Thank you, Mr. Han..."
Back home, while showering, I discovered a lipstick mark from Zhen on my lips. Luckily, Joey was already asleep, otherwise...
The next day at work, Zhen's attitude towards me was noticeably warmer than before. Perhaps she believed I wasn't someone who would take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state and lowered her guard. Haha, my "hunting Zhen" plan has taken another big step forward.
Two weeks later, Joey went back to her parents' home to prepare for childbirth. I transferred the home phone line to my mobile phone, so I could party every night. It was Sunday again. After visiting Joey early in the morning, I met
up with Jane for lunch. That day, Jane wore a tight t-shirt and a denim mini-skirt. Her beautiful figure and long legs made all the men stare at her. I told Jane that I had a stomachache and wanted to eat porridge, so we went to the porridge shop downstairs from the San Diego Hotel in Jordan. When we were almost finished eating, I told her that my stomachache was getting worse and that I should go home by myself. I couldn't drive for the time being and needed to get a room to rest for a while. Jane accompanied me to the room door, and I gave her the key card, asking her to buy me some stomach medicine.
This hotel is specifically for people having affairs. It's a four-star hotel with a nice lobby design. Zhen didn't suspect anything and returned shortly after. When she opened the door, I was only in my underwear, hiding under the covers and moaning. While she was helping me take my medicine, I deliberately spilled water on her. She immediately jumped up, grabbed my shirt, and ran to the bathroom to change. I secretly saw that when she came out, she was only wearing my shirt and not even a skirt. I knew that as long as her clothes weren't dry, she couldn't leave, so I continued to pretend to be asleep.
After changing her clothes, Jane sat on the sofa watching TV. Little did she know, the hotel was showing porn. I noticed she kept glancing at me to see if I was awake, completely absorbed in the show. Seizing the opportunity, I kicked off the covers, revealing a bulging tent. A moment later, she was startled when she peeked at me. Perhaps worried I'd get cold, she came over to cover me. Taking advantage of her distraction, I pulled her down, then rolled over and pinned her down. Her long legs were spread wide, and my erect penis was already pointing at her. Even through two layers of underwear, she could feel its power.
Because of her constant struggles, I was thoroughly enjoying the friction against her soft breasts. It turned out she'd even taken off her bra – a stroke of luck! I immediately sealed her lips with mine, my tongue darting into her mouth in a provocative kiss, sucking on her fragrant saliva.
With one arm around her and the other unbuttoning her shirt, she seemed bewildered, caught in a three-pronged attack. She could only press her free left hand against my hand that was attacking her breasts. Taking advantage of her distraction, I immediately sucked her tongue into my mouth, then used my waist to grind my penis in a circular motion. In less than a minute, I felt a slight wetness on the head of my penis. I pushed in even harder, and the naive girl, perhaps afraid I would pierce through her underwear, immediately reached down to push me away, but as soon as she touched my hot penis, she recoiled in fright. I, too, didn't hold back and took her climax.
Before she could react, I seized control of her three key points: top, middle, and bottom. I held her hand as she pulled back, and then slowly caressed her snow-white peaks. They were magnificent, probably at least a 36D. I wasn't in a hurry to reach the summit, but lingered on the slope, enjoying her expression and her trembling. Every time my fingers approached the top, she would involuntarily make some nasal "mmm" sounds. I just love to appreciate women like that.
I released her mouth, and she gasped, saying, "Mr. Han, you can't do this...no..." "Ah!" Taking advantage of this moment, I moved my fingers to the mountaintop. I gently stroked her hardened nipples with three fingers, occasionally rubbing the tips with my fingertips. Her breasts were truly exquisite, white with a hint of pink, shaped like bamboo shoots, with faint blue veins visible. The areolas were large, but the nipples were only the size of soybeans. Because both were light rose-colored, the nipples were almost invisible unless viewed up close. I held her nipple in my mouth, then circled the hardened nipple with my tongue, occasionally sucking harder.
She was completely limp, making soft "hmm" and "ah" sounds. Her hands stopped struggling and instead embraced me. Taking advantage of her distraction, I slowly moved my hands down to her sparsely haired clitoris. It was wet to the touch, like mud in a swamp, sticky and sticky. I gently stroked her slightly protruding clitoris with my wet fingers. She jumped as if electrocuted, then her whole body tensed up. A few drops of tears welled up in her eyes, and she murmured, "Ah... ahhh..." Then she relaxed completely. She was so sensitive; she reached orgasm so quickly. While she was in a daze, I gently pulled off her and my underwear, then hugged her tightly, stroking her back to make her feel safe and loved in her trance.
A moment later she came to her senses, her face flushed with embarrassment, and whispered to me, "Mr. Han... I have to go back..." I immediately pulled her into my arms and said to her, "If you want to call me husband, we can talk about it first." I saw even her forehead turn red, and she said in a voice so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz, "Husband..." While stroking her breasts, I said, "Jane, now I'm going to fulfill my duties as a husband." Upon hearing this, she immediately struggled to get off the bed, and I immediately lowered my head and suckled her nipple, which was her weak spot. Sure enough, she immediately went limp.
As I spread her long legs, I rubbed my glans against her clitoris. Seeing that I was at her doorstep and knew she couldn't escape, she blushed and gasped, "Mr. Han...husband...I...I...it's my first time, be gentle..." I released her nipples, gently kissed her lips, and said, "Relax, don't be afraid, I'll take it slow." I first gently kissed the back of her ear, occasionally slipping my tongue inside to tease her, making her moan incessantly. Then I turned her over, lifted her long hair, and gently kissed her white neck, while my hands simultaneously kneaded her breasts.
My thick tongue gently licked down her spine, making her jump wherever it went. When I kissed her buttocks, she instinctively contracted and cried out, "Ah...no...kiss there...ah...it's so dirty..."
But I had already buried my head between her two long, white legs, my tongue sweeping back and forth between her anus and perineum, making her moan softer. A unique, sweet, slightly fishy scent filled my nostrils. Before me lay an untouched virgin territory, so neatly arranged with only a small pink gap revealing two delicate labia, like a rosebud about to bloom, its nectar clearly visible, flowing endlessly. I couldn't help but greedily suckle her last sweet nectar.
I slipped my tongue inside her petals, teasing her engorged clitoris. After a few moments, her hands pressed my head firmly down, and she clamped her legs together. This time, because my ears were trapped between her legs, I couldn't hear her moans, but my tongue could feel her petals contracting repeatedly until she relaxed, allowing me to finally breathe.
While she was lost in thought again, I climbed on top of her and embraced her, pushing my glans a little inside her petals. It was truly difficult; the warm, wet petals tightly enveloped my glans. I quickly steadied myself, tightened my anus, and inhaled deeply, looking down at Zhen and asking, "Wife, is it comfortable? Do you love me?" Zhen hugged me and said, "Honey, it feels so good, I love you... Ah...! It hurts... it hurts so much...!" While she was talking, I thrust in deeply, easily penetrating her hymen with the lubrication of her nectar. However, because of her intense pain, her vagina immediately contracted, and I could only penetrate two-thirds of the way before she locked me in. Ah! God! I hadn't ejaculated in over a month! Now, with her tight, hot, and wet vagina locking me in, I was on the verge of climaxing...
After a while, Zhen took a deep breath and then resolutely said to me, "Come on!" I gently withdrew a little, then pushed in a little more... After nearly five minutes, I finally penetrated Zhen completely.
Not wanting Zhen to know I finished so quickly, I stopped and asked, "Zhen, does it still hurt?" Zhen shook her head shyly and said, "It doesn't hurt much, but it feels very swollen." I kissed her lightly and said, "Then I'll be quick this time, and we can take it slow next time!" Zhen hugged me tighter and said shyly, "Who wants to do this a second time with you, you big bad guy?" "Keep it inside me, and you still dare to talk nonsense? Aren't you afraid I'll keep it inside you? Is today a safe period?" "I don't know, you big bad guy!"
As I spoke to her, my sensitive period passed, so I began to move. Zhen started moaning, her 20-inch waist swaying with my thrusts, her beautiful breasts bobbing up and down. I moved slowly, gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts. My glans felt the remaining hymen inside her petals being smoothed by me. After more than two hundred hard thrusts, she cried out, "Oh... ah... ah... good... I feel like I need to pee... it's different from outside... I need to pee... husband... ah... I'm peeing... oh... ah... ah." With her last moan, her internal orgasm surged through her entire body, waves of pleasure spreading throughout her. She held me tightly, not letting me move, while her uterus and vagina contracted strongly. I couldn't hold back any longer, my swollen penis ejaculating spurt after spurt of essence. It felt so good. Zhen could only pant as she received my offspring into her body, and then we fell asleep in each other's arms.
In a sweet dream, I was woken by the phone by the bedside. The room manager asked if I wanted to extend the time. I told them I wanted to stay overnight and asked them to buy a hundred pink roses, red wine, and a candlelight dinner, to be delivered when I was notified. Looking back at Jane, she was probably still young, having just lost her virginity, and after three orgasms, she was much more relaxed, sleeping like a baby. I turned off the TV, went to the bathroom to shower, and cleaned up my "brother," which was covered in blood from the meal. I saw Jane's bra hanging up; she really was a 36E. I put her t-shirt and bra, along with my shirt, into the bathtub and soaked them in water.
Back in the room, I lit a cigarette and sat on the edge of the bed, admiring Zhen's body. I'd been too hasty earlier and missed it, but now I was making up for it. She was sleeping on her side, one hand under the pillow and the other on her chest, so all the key details were just out of sight, making it even more alluring. Just looking at her rounded buttocks and long, beautiful legs, I could see my semen and her virgin blood in her cleft. After the passion, the girl's snow-white skin still bore faint red marks, making her incredibly endearing. It was a pity I didn't bring a digital camera; otherwise, I could have kept the memory forever. Her pure white cotton panties lay on the edge of the bed. I picked them up and gently wiped her newly opened petals, keeping the evidence of our union as a memento.
Back in bed, Jane woke up. I immediately pretended to be asleep, secretly observing her. At first, Jane seemed lost, looking completely bewildered. Then, seeing me, she blushed. Seeing I was still half asleep, she looked at my body like I had before. When she saw my sleeping member, she curiously touched it. Watching it slowly swell and grow in her hand, she was so startled she almost screamed. I couldn't help but laugh. She immediately pounced on me, hitting my chest wildly. I pulled her into my arms, kissing her while showing her my underwear.
"Jane, do you like it?" she asked. She hit me again, then broke free and ran into the bathroom. As soon as she entered, I heard her scream. I quickly followed her in and saw her pointing at the clothes in the bathtub, saying, "You big bad guy, what am I going to wear home?" I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and whispered in her ear, "Go back tomorrow!" She playfully scolded, "You pervert, you planned this all along!" Then she pushed me out.
I wrapped a large towel around myself, then called the kitchen to have the food delivered. I turned on some music, lit candles, and hid the flowers behind a chair. Ten minutes later, Jane came out wrapped in the towel. I hugged her, pulled the towel down, and we danced naked together, passionately kissing. We slowly hopped to the dining table, sat down together, and I gave her the flowers. Tears welled in her eyes as she held me to her chest and said, "Husband, no one has ever treated me better than you. I'm willing to be your concubine until you don't want me anymore." Without a word, I began to suckle her nipple. She murmured dreamily, "Ah...it still hurts, what should I do..."
Seeing her so bewildered, I felt both pity and affection for her. I poured her a glass of red wine and said, "This will help you replenish your lost blood..." Women are strange; once you've been intimate with someone, they stop being shy. She fed me the wine sip by sip, then cut the steak into small pieces and fed them to me, only eating after I was full.
I reminded her to call home, and she told her sister she was having a BBQ with old classmates in Cheung Chau and wouldn't be home that night. While she was on the phone, I suckled on her nipple, enjoying her expression of wanting to moan but not daring to—it was quite amusing. Lying in my arms, she recounted her family story: after graduating from high school, she switched to business studies, while also learning German and Japanese. She worked her first job for six months before changing jobs to escape sexual harassment from her boss, only to lose her virginity to this big bad guy like me.
I couldn't help but laugh after hearing that, which reminded me of something that happened in Huizhou more than a year ago. I promised to pay for her younger sister's university education, which made her give me a kiss. My penis was getting hard again, but she said it still hurt, so I taught her to use her mouth. She shyly put my penis in her mouth. My penis isn't very long, only a little over six inches, but the glans is quite large (that's why Joey calls me Big Head). She was afraid of biting me, so she opened her cherry-like mouth as wide as possible and tried her best to move it up and down, her fragrant tongue constantly wrapping around my penis.
To be honest, the pleasure I got wasn't too great, but seeing her giving it her all, with saliva constantly flowing, I really felt her love for me. Half an hour later, I saw that she was working too hard, and I couldn't ejaculate either, so I told her to stop. Seeing her unwilling look, I felt both love and pity for her. I had also exerted a lot of energy today, so I held her and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but then I felt waves of pleasure coming from my penis. (In my hazy state, I thought Zuer was giving me oral sex, but when Zuer was over seven months pregnant, she vomited for a long time after giving me oral sex once, so I couldn't bear to see her suffer and preferred to endure it myself.)
I looked and saw that it was Zhen giving me oral sex. This time she was much better; she even took my testicles. Before long, I ejaculated in her mouth, and she actually swallowed all of my semen, just like Zuer had. Then she told me that she had turned on the TV while I was asleep and learned how to give me oral sex from those pornographic videos. Apparently, she saw that those porn actresses swallowed their semen, so she did the same. I couldn't help but thank God for his kindness to me.

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