【Me and My Man】(9-12) Author: Mysterious Sea Peak

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Author: Mysterious Sea Peak
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Part Nine: The Formation of the Crack
During the National Day holiday, he and I decided to go to the beach to relax. So, on the evening of the day before the holiday
, we hired a car and set off. We planned to arrive that night, check into the hotel directly, and
start having fun the next day. When we were halfway there, he told me that he had arranged to meet the girl from last time
, but she would arrive at the hotel first. I was stunned. Why? Why didn't he tell me first? Thinking about
how this girl had completely witnessed my dazed and wanton state after being with my man last time,
I had been afraid to see her again. He hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid, your husband will protect you.
You can try to have sex with her. If she won't let you, I'll help you!" I glared at him fiercely and grabbed his
thigh, wanting to teach him a lesson, but I touched his already erect penis. I stroked his
penis through his pants while whispering in his ear, "It's so hard, are you thinking about her or me?" He
whispered, "Of course I'm thinking about you. Look outside." I looked outside; the car had entered the national highway, and both sides were dark
and blurry—maybe wheat fields, maybe forests. In any case, I couldn't see anything. The driver
had turned off the interior lights for safety. He looked at me, his breathing changed, his body slumped down, and he
spread his legs, unzipped his pants, and pulled his penis out of his underwear. It was so hard—erect. He pulled
my hand and made me hold his penis, then glanced at the driver. Seeing that the driver was focused on driving, he tugged at
my hand again, signaling me to give him oral sex. Suddenly, a wicked thought crossed my mind. I squeezed his hand, pressing down with my thumb, and he immediately sat up
straight, gritting his teeth, afraid to make a sound. I covered my mouth and giggled. He grabbed my neck, forcing my face against
his penis, while he thrust his hips up and down, swinging his slightly limp penis. I tried to lift my head,
but he was too strong, and my neck soon ached. As soon as I relaxed slightly, his penis
was pressed against my mouth. Instinctively, I opened my mouth, and his semi-erect penis was inside. This
time, he stopped pressing down on me and gently stroked my head. I gave in and began
to satisfy his desires with my mouth. I used my tongue to manipulate his penis until I could no longer move it, only
wrap it around his penis. Then I began to mimic the feeling of anal stimulation, occasionally using my tongue to assist
in sucking and massaging my throat, and sometimes even doing a deep throat. Since following him, I've taught myself many oral sex techniques, and
he's also trained me to be quite skilled. He often said that when I gave him oral sex, it felt like entering a self-permeating
vagina, and that his penis felt incredibly good inside. His penis grew harder and harder in my mouth until
it became a hard, fleshy rod. My saliva made it slippery and shiny, and his crotch area
was soaked. Suddenly, he grabbed my head and, using the space created by his waist and hips, began
to thrust up and down repeatedly. I knew he was about to ejaculate. I sucked on his penis tightly, contracting my cheeks
as much as possible to minimize the space in my mouth, using my tongue to repeatedly stimulate his glans, trying to
create pressure in my mouth to facilitate his release. Soon, a stream of fluid rushed down
my throat. I quickly used my tongue to rotate on his glans to reduce the irritation to my throat and disperse
the force of the ejaculation. I felt his thighs trembling. Suddenly, he slipped a hand inside my shorts
and inserted his fingers directly into my anus. I jumped up instantly! Before I could close my mouth, semen
spilled out. Lots—on my lips, my chest, his shirt, and his pants. I glared
at him reproachfully, and he smiled sheepishly, leaning closer to my ear and saying, "Don't be angry, I just wanted
you so badly." I pinched his arm hard, muttering softly, "Ugh, it's not lubricated yet. Ouch.
What if it breaks?" I don't know why I acted so girlish back then; even thinking about it now makes me
blush.
However, there was still a lot of work to be done. I felt like the driver in front probably knew
what was happening behind us, because when the streetlights flashed by, I secretly glanced over and it seemed like the driver was looking at me. That
look in his eyes... When we arrived at the hotel we had booked, as soon as we entered, he threw me onto the bed. I
jumped up immediately, and he missed me. I stood by the bed and looked at him, saying, "You weren't behaving yourself in the car, you ejaculated so much, and you're still
so crazy. I suspect you have a sex addiction." He propped his head up with one hand and looked at me sideways, saying, "Someone as
innocent as you usually is, but you become so lewd in bed. How could I not have desire?" I said, "I'm tired.
I don't want to do anything tonight. I want to sleep." Just then, the doorbell rang. I pushed him, "Go, open the door,
the waiter is here." He jumped up and opened the door, shouting, "Look, who's here?" I looked, and it
was the girl from last time. Her jet-black hair was piled up at the back of her head, and she wore a tight-fitting short-sleeved vest. Her slender, lotus-root-like arms were
crossed over her chest, her breasts full and round. Below her flat stomach was a floral gauze skirt that hugged her
tight little bottom, and a pair of low-heeled sandals. No wonder my man always swarmed
around her like a cat smelling fish; she wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a very approachable air, and her figure was amazing. As soon as she entered the room, she
saw me standing by the bed, chuckled, and said, "Haven't eaten yet? Can't resist already?" I lowered
my head, my face flushing red. My man chuckled and said, "Just about to start, why don't you join us?"
I turned my head away, my back to them, unsure how to react.
At this moment, the girl chuckled twice and said, "You're so shameless, doing whatever you want
. Where do you think you are? Be careful, or we'll exhaust you to death. You two rest for a bit, we'll go get something to eat later
, the night market is just getting busier. There's still time." Then
I heard the door close. Hearing the door close, I turned around and said to him, "I'm not going, you don't consider my feelings at all." He chuckled
and coaxed me, "What's wrong? Why are you angry?" I shook off his hand and said, "There's nothing to be angry about
, I'm not going, I'm taking a shower and going to bed, you two go eat." He said, "Don't be angry, I'll go find her and ask..."
"Ask about the situation. We'll talk about it later." With that, he closed the door and left. After he left, I went into the bathroom to shower.
The steamy air made me feel incredibly comfortable and relaxed. I carefully scrubbed my body, washing every part of it
, making sure I was clean and my skin felt smooth and refreshed. As I was washing, I reached outside the curtain
to grab some shower gel. Suddenly, a hand grabbed me. I gasped in surprise and looked up to see him
staring at me lewdly. A sudden surge of desire welled up inside me, but I said, "What are you doing? You scared me to death!"
He pulled back the curtain, and I saw he was completely naked, his penis dangling between his legs. Knowing what he wanted to do,
I turned my head away and said stubbornly, "You're such a pervert! Is the girl ignoring you? Trying to get
me to take her place? No way!" He grabbed me, pinned my hands against the wall, and said, "You need to clean your backside
, right? Let me do it. You can't get it clean without poking around." Then, he squeezed shower gel onto his hand, rubbed it on his
penis, and then on my buttocks. He had already inserted a finger into my anus, saying as he did so
, "I couldn't hold it in on the way here. You said it hurt without lubrication, so let's lubricate it properly now
." I obediently let him sit on me, keeping my head down and not saying a word. I felt his penis pressing against my
anus. I don't know why, but I suddenly turned to him and said, "Are you thinking about that girl?"
He looked at me, pushed me onto the vanity, lifted my legs high, and placed them on his shoulders. He
rubbed his penis against my anus a few times before forcefully thrusting it in. I groaned softly, and he let
out a long sigh, then began to fuck me freely, fucking my ass. While fucking me, he said, "When I went over there earlier,
that slut flirted with me, got me so aroused, and wouldn't let me have my way. I touched her
breasts and ass through her clothes a few times, fuck, so bouncy, I wanted to fuck her right then and there. Fuck, she even teased me, fuck, that slut.
Thank goodness you were here, or I'd be fucking bursting. Your ass is tighter than her vagina, it's more satisfying. I'm going to fuck you to death.
You're my bedsheet, I can fuck you whenever I want, and if I can't have a girl, you'll be my
girl. Fuck~~ so fucking good, you should just get breast implants. If I could grab a
handful of big tits while I'm fucking you now, it'd be even more satisfying. Fuck~~ ah~~" Hearing his lewd and perverted words, my desire suddenly
subsided. I started to have doubts. What am I to him? Why would he say such things to me? He must
have been thinking that subconsciously. Why? I've followed him for so long, satisfying all his desires through my
body, my anus. What have I been doing this for?
His lewd words continued to echo in my ears, but I couldn't hear them anymore. I only knew that I was now mechanically
swaying to his rhythm, manipulating myself according to his demands, changing positions according to the climax of his lust.
He lay on the bathroom floor, and I sat on his penis, but I didn't move. He thrust hard into my anus a few times
, and I suddenly realized what was happening. I looked down at him, and a strange feeling welled up inside me. I put my hands
on his chest and began to frantically twist my waist and my buttocks. He started yelling rapidly, "Ahhhhhh
, wife, slower, slower, ahhhhh, so good, ahhhhh, you're too fast, ahhhhh, you
slut, how can you be so slutty, I'll fuck you to death, yes, so good, you really didn't disappoint me,
you're even sluttier than her, I'll fuck you to death, ahhhhhh, ahhhhh, I'm cumming!" He pushed me up, but his cock was
still in my ass. He changed to pressing down on me, thrusting hard twice, and ejaculating inside me. I closed
my eyes tightly, not wanting to look at him again.
Part Ten: Breakup
"What do you take me for?" I asked, my back to the man who had just climbed off me. Later, "I originally
thought... never mind, I should have expected it."
"Don't think so much..." He turned around and lay down next to me. He brushed against my breath. "
Did you enjoy it just now?" Before I could answer, he mumbled to himself, "You're always so tight down there."
"I'm so tired..."
When I opened my eyes again, it was broad daylight. I slept soundly that night. In my dream, I heard a man's
soft murmur, saw his handsome smiling face, and seemed to hear a deep, masculine roar behind me. I seemed
to see his strong legs striding towards me, his erect penis pointing straight at me. I also dreamed that I was
licking a woman's vagina, and something incredibly hard entered my body. At the same time, I had a
penis in my mouth. Sigh... I'd already "exercised" before bed, and I still had a wet dream? I chuckled to myself.
I opened my drowsy eyes, looking at the sunlit window. My neck was a little stiff. I twisted it and found his
arm under my neck. I turned over and looked at him, still fast asleep.
In my memory, this was the first time I had so quietly looked at the man who had ignited my desire and changed my sexual orientation
. A strong, defined face, tightly closed eyes, even breathing. This man shared the same
woman I knew, a woman who used to be my girlfriend. Because of him, I lost my virginity; because of him,
I experienced a different kind of "orgasm"; because of him, I broke up with my girlfriend; because of him, I felt like
I had become a "woman."
Now, I lay in his arms, feeling his warmth. This "feeling" was actually quite nice. I don't
know if every woman feels this way when she lies in her partner's arms.
A cotton blanket covered me, the man beside me radiating warmth, making the bed cozy.
It allowed my naked body to experience a pervasive sense of desire.
My hand caressed my buttocks, my fingers reaching towards my anus. The feeling of the man's abuse last night was still there,
the area around my anus still soft. It should still feel good if he penetrated me now. I thought silently, feeling
waves of heat rising to my face. My hand caressed my breasts, maybe they really could become fuller. Pills? Surgery
? How big? C? D? Not too big, right? It's best to cover it with a cloth so it's not too noticeable. Otherwise
, it would be so embarrassing. I think my eyes have become more alluring now. Do I still need long hair? Because of
the sexual roles I played with him, I became familiar with some cross-dressing CDs, some of which used real hair, very flowing.
If I really became a woman, would it be like this? What would happen to my body? Would I also
have to transform into a woman? Would there be a future for us? How would he treat me?
Maybe, there wouldn't be a future… I think so.
I was lost in thought. My hand unconsciously wandered over his body, touching a sensitive spot. Ah! He's reacting
. I chuckled to myself. He's getting it, getting it, getting it! I gently stimulated him, suddenly feeling a strong urge
. I glanced at the lubricant on the bedside table…
My buttocks were rubbing against his erect penis, and the lubricant was flowing out of my anus, smearing it
on his hard shaft. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed him inside me. I held his penis with my hand and slowly sat down
…
He woke up, looking at me. Suddenly, he flicked my already semi-erect penis with his hand, "You slut
, damn it, you're getting hard from pleasure, aren't you!" Then he grabbed my penis and squeezed it hard. With
each thrust of my body, the reaction below grew stronger. My breathing quickened involuntarily; that spot was being played with
, and my anus reflexively contracted.
"Tell me, am I going in deep enough? Tell me if your husband goes in deep enough!" The man enjoyed different
kinds of pleasure in bed. I nodded quickly.
"Deep enough! Husband, you're so deep!" My shame was overshadowed by lust; I only wanted the strong
man beneath me to fuck me hard.
A satisfied laugh came, and the man suddenly pulled hard on my penis. Unable to move on my own, I felt
his thick penis throbbing inside my anus.
"Did you cum?" I asked breathlessly.
"Cum my ass!" Then the man turned me face down, kneeling on the bed, but we remained
tightly connected. The friction and tearing of my sensitive anus made me cry out in pain.
"Damn, let's get right to it! Wasn't last night enough?" With that sound, the door opened. The girl
walked in.
"Ah!" I instinctively tried to get up, but the man pressed me down. "Don't move, what are you afraid of? It's not like she hasn't
seen it before. Besides, we even played together last night."
Last night? I was dazed. Could it be? No way?
While I was still in a daze, the man tied my hands behind my back. He thrust into my buttocks again and again.
"Early birds are energetic, huh?" The girl sat on the bed next to me and lit a cigarette.
"Let me show you something even more amazing!" The man flipped me over again. Face to face. He
lifted my legs and thrust forward. He entered my body again. Jia Huan untied my hands, then
pressed my hands to the bed with one hand and spread my legs with the other, preparing to enter my body. Because my anus was already
very loose, he entered completely in one go. It was probably a morning erection issue; his penis seemed very thick this time.
The pressure was stronger. The man slowly moved his lower body. After my buttocks and his penis aligned perfectly, he
began to rhythmically thrust in and out of my body. We started French kissing. This intoxicated me. As I
moaned, he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I felt my body soften. A
desire to be completely possessed enveloped me. I grew increasingly excited, even with a girl beside me. The man's stomach pressed against
my fully erect penis, which was already wet from prolonged manipulation. Sensing
my change, he intensified his thrusts, making me completely melt. I involuntarily
ejaculated. I truly came.
"How was that?" the man boasted.
"A real man!" the girl muttered. "That was more exciting than last night."
The man pulled his "weapon" out of my body. "Just looking isn't enough, is it?"
"Ha! You pervert! Don't touch me. It's too dirty where it's been." The girl teased. "Dirty my ass!
You even used your mouth on it last night." "
I've had too much to drink... Don't touch me, you're so annoying... You're not satisfied yet!"
"Look, I haven't even ejaculated yet..."
"Go, ejaculate there..."
"No, I want to fuck you..."
"Who are you going to fuck... Ah, I hate it, my clothes, no, they'll tear... Slow down... It's not wet down there yet,
ah... Ah... You're so bad... Stop licking, come in... Ah... You pervert... You really know how to enjoy yourself..."
I heard lewd moans from the side, but I felt dizzy. Last night wasn't a dream. I later learned that they
had put a drug in my drink. They had a threesome with me. I did lick a woman's genitals, it was a girl's. The
penis in my mouth was a dildo the girl was wearing, and the one in my mouth was a man's. The girl said she wanted to experience the pleasure of having sex with someone, and the man
watched her having sex with me. The girl was enjoying herself, so the man had sex with her too. The girl wouldn't
let him ejaculate, saying she was in her fertile period and afraid of getting pregnant. The man ejaculated inside me. The girl organized this outing because
she had been watching me at home last time and was feeling itchy and aroused; the whole point of the meeting was to "play" with me.
"Ah...you're so strong...you're so bad...oh...oh...does it feel
different to have sex with a woman after having sex with a man? You're in great shape today...ah..." The girl kept moaning wildly. Hearing her lewd
words, the man completely lost his mind. "You little bitch, you're so slutty! You came so early just to let me fuck you!"
"Ah...ah...husband..."
"...You're so slutty..." The man breathed heavily, making the bed creak and groan.
The sounds of a man and woman having sex around me were completely insensitive to me. I hugged
myself tightly. I was so cold! I can't stay here anymore. I can't find any warmth or belonging here. I
've decided to leave. To leave this man and completely escape this life.
The rest of the story is what happened after I arrived in Shanghai. I will continue writing from here. Because my
computer is running iOS, the typesetting software is not working. I hope the administrators and moderators can help with the typesetting. Please forgive me.
This is my experience after arriving in Shanghai. There are exaggerated and fictional elements, but it is based on my true experiences
. I hope the reader understands.
Part Eleven: Carnal Desire in the Dark
Life is always so unsatisfactory. In fact, trust is not so easy to build in this circle, especially
I was hurt. To leave that awful man. In the summer of 2009, taking advantage of the company's business expansion
, I came to the Shanghai branch. The dazzling world of nightlife is indeed intoxicating.
I secretly frequented gay bars, not necessarily to find a partner, but because I felt that in
such places, I could let go of another side of myself and completely relax. Joking around with the waiters and other patrons
was quite enjoyable.
This experience happened during my time in Shanghai.
I met him during a drinking contest. It was a festival organized by the bar itself, and I
won a prize. I went on stage to receive the prize—not a big one, but a small one, after all. I was already quite drunk
. The host called me to the stage to receive the prize, and I rushed up, grabbed the prize, and held it high.
Whistles erupted from below. Looking closely, I realized the prize was a dildo and a box of condoms. I must have felt
very embarrassed at that moment. Although the place wasn't particularly oppressive, suddenly picking up this thing in public still felt
a bit awkward. I playfully stuck out my tongue and stepped off the stage.
When I returned to my seat, a waiter approached me with a slip of paper. I glanced at it; it
read, "Would you like me to share your prize with you tonight?" I looked up at the waiter,
who pointed behind him. I followed his finger and saw a fairly decent-looking man looking at me.
I say "would" because his appearance was, to put it mildly, on the fringes of my aesthetic. He smiled at me, pointed to
the prize in my hand, and then raised his glass. In a moment of impulsiveness, I shoved the prize onto the waiter's tray,
saying, "Give it to him! Let him wait!" Then I turned and raised my glass to my drinking buddies, shouting, "Come on! Drink up!"
I don't know how long I drank afterwards; I only remember feeling dizzy. I reluctantly said goodbye to each of my drinking buddies
, and I think there were even some goodbye kisses. I staggered out of the bar, stood on the street, and hailed taxis one by one, then dropped them off
one by one.
I remember it was very windy then; Shanghai summers are humid and stuffy. But those few days, the wind suddenly became very strong, making
my face feel hot. Just then, I saw a car stop in front of me, the window rolled down, and a vaguely familiar
face said to me, "Get in." I looked around; my drinking buddies were all staggering and trying to flag down the car.
I hesitated for a moment. "Afraid I'll eat you?" he said slowly. "What am I afraid of?" I opened the car door and
got in. The car sped along, and I looked at the streetlights outside the window, thinking of the past, of what once was, and a wave of
sadness washed over me. I slowly rolled down the window, and a cool breeze blew in. "You'll throw up like that." "It's okay, I just want to clear my
head." As I was saying this, the alcohol hit. I waved my hand to indicate that it was too late; I stuck my head out the window and
started vomiting. Then I let out a long breath and leaned back in my seat.
I don't know when, but I regained some consciousness. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and in my hazy state, I seemed to be squatting on
the toilet, which was perfect for my stomachache. "Whoosh!" My stomach tightened, and it felt so good. My whole body relaxed, and I drifted off to sleep
again.
When I regained consciousness, I felt myself lying face down in a warm bed. My head ached, and my mouth was so
dry. I wanted some water, but I couldn't get up. It felt like someone was on top of me. I was still not fully conscious.
Was there really someone? Yes, because I felt him lift one of my legs and start licking my penis.
My head ached, but my lower body felt so good. It was wet and slippery, and I groaned. I moved slightly. This person sensed
that I was awake, released my penis, and inserted a finger into my anus, starting to apply lubricant.
"No~" I instinctively pushed him away. Of course, it was no use.
"Baby, be good~~ I'll share your prize with you tonight."
"Oh~~ You're so annoying~~" I remembered, I'd actually forgotten about him. "Where's my prize?~~"
"Here it is~~" I felt something hard pressing against
the edge of my anus, which he had smoothed so much I could fit two fingers inside.
"I didn't go to the toilet~~ No~~ There will be dirty stuff coming out~~" My body went limp, and I tried to wiggle
my buttocks to avoid it.
"You drank too much~~ I already washed you when I got back, baby. You weren't awake when I washed you,
but the water sprayed pretty hard~~" I thought his tone was so wicked.
"You~~ Ah~~" Hearing him say that, I relaxed my guard, and he suddenly shoved the dildo
into my anus. "Slower~~ Please~~ Slower~~ Ah~~" My face was buried deep between my arms
and the pillow, and I secretly adjusted the angle of my buttocks so that the dildo could better stimulate my erogenous
zones. Unexpectedly, he noticed my movements. I heard him say lewdly, "Your feeling is really
great! Will this make you feel even better?" As he spoke, he increased his speed. I couldn't just move my buttocks anymore
; I adjusted the angle of my waist, otherwise, my anus would feel a little swollen and painful. "Don't go so
fast~~ Be gentle~~ Ah~~" I started moaning excitedly, "Ah~~ Ah~~" Just as I was enjoying
it, I suddenly felt emptiness in my back. I did feel a sense of loss because
he had been playing with my penis the whole time. I was about to lift my head when he lifted both my legs at the same time and laid me down on the pillow.
"Let's change to something real. This condom is your prize too, with bumps, here it comes!" Before he finished speaking, I
felt a slippery, hard, cylindrical object enter my body again.
Strong arms tightly encircled my thighs, and my gasp was quickly silenced by a soft object
. A warm tongue slid in, licking and sucking wildly, inhaling the masculine scent. Soon
I gave up struggling, curling up limply beneath the man. After licking my mouth, he moved
to my neck, panting heavily as he nibbled and bit, his hands grabbing my full thighs, squeezing and
releasing them, feeling their doughy softness.
"Ahhh...so hard..."
"You really are a slut..." He straightened up, pinching my half-erect penis. "This thing
is just for you to pee on, right? Luckily it's not big, not wasted." He continued thrusting his hard member in
and out of me. I was breathless from his penetration, begging him to slow down. He grabbed my breast with one hand...
He kneaded and squeezed my penis vigorously with one hand, while his other hand grabbed it and began to stroke it relentlessly. His thrusts became increasingly forceful, until I could no longer even
cry out for a slowdown, only broken moans remained.
Just as I was becoming dazed from being fucked, he suddenly hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me back, our position
becoming the lotus position. I knew this position; the anus isn't a genital organ, and the
up-and-down motion like a woman's isn't comfortable for me. But having a hard penis inserted into my anus and then
twisting my waist back and forth is incredibly stimulating. So, I held onto his waist with both hands and began
to twist my waist wildly. My hips rubbed against my perineum. I could even feel his glans
bumping against my rectum from side to side and back to back. I instinctively tightened my abdomen and anus, allowing myself to experience the hardness of his penis more intensely
.
This was incredibly stimulating for him. "Ahhh...you really are...how can you be even better at it than a woman?" I gasped for breath
, each time letting his hard cock rub against my most sensitive spot. He lay beneath me, admiring my erotic performance
. At our point of contact, a smaller penis bounced up and down with each thrust, its tip dripping with precum,
splashing onto his abdomen. He couldn't resist reaching out and touching it, his thumb caressing the glistening glans. As I
thrust forward, he unexpectedly ran his fingertip across the slit of my glans. I immediately tensed up.
He stroked it forcefully a few times, the penis in his hand twitching, spurting out a stream of white fluid. My anus clenched tightly
, as if trying to twist out his semen as well.
"This body is really sensitive. Looks like he's right. You can only show
the value of your body when you're fucked by a man. If a woman steals you away, it'll be troublesome. I can't bear to give you to a woman." Did he know me?
I don't remember. But at this moment, I couldn't think of that! Unable to resist the temptation, he raised his upper
body, tilted his head, and licked my nipple. Not satisfied with just licking, he covered it with his mouth, sucking like a baby nursing,
his tongue curling up and pushing against my nipple as if trying to penetrate it. I felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation
from his sucking, and couldn't help but thrust my chest into his mouth. Seeing my initiative, he spat out my nipple, and I grunted in dissatisfaction. He chuckled,
flicked the neglected nipple, and asked, "Want to suck this one?" I didn't bother to answer, thrusting my
chest into his mouth. "So lewd!" the man chuckled and then lowered his head to satisfy me. "Ahhhh,"
the pleasure of my sensitive nipple being sucked made me cry out, and my penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard again
.
After what seemed like an eternity, the man suddenly sat up, pinned me to the bed in a doggy-style position, spread my
legs, slapped my buttocks with both hands, and began thrusting into me with a powerful thrusting motion. The bed creaked and shook violently due to the uneven pressure
. Because my legs were spread wide, his penis kept rubbing against the blanket,
making my anus grip his penis even tighter. He sighed with pleasure, slapped his buttocks, and said, "Slut
! Relax, you almost made me cum!" Before I could react, he lowered his head and nibbled on my shoulder, his hands reaching to
my chest to pinch my nipples, making me feel a tingling sensation all over my body, both pleasurable and frightening. I arched my back and pressed myself against his lower abdomen. He casually grabbed
my waist with one hand and my buttocks with the other, using the momentum of the shaking bed to make his penis go in and out of my anus, occasionally
rubbing against my painful perineum, fucking me until I was weak all over, drooling, and dazed. One moment I was begging
for mercy, the next I was begging for more. Finally, he suddenly grabbed my hair and pressed it down hard. He collapsed limply onto me
. I panted, completely exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep again.
Daylight broke, and I vaguely sensed him getting up. I didn't want to open my eyes; last night had been too intense, and I was still
exhausted. He nudged me twice, but I ignored him, pretending to be asleep, letting him do as he pleased.
"He really enjoyed it! Haha! Last night was amazing. Yes, you're right! It's the first
time I've ever felt an anus like a child's mouth, like the rectal wall chewing on your penis. You know
that feeling, right? You used to enjoy it so much too. No wonder you were so obsessed with him back then. So good! Last night his
ass swayed like waves. You're right, he can fuck like a woman. So good!"
I snapped back to reality and sat up abruptly.
"Ah...it's okay, he's awake." He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me, saying, "Baby, you're tired from last night,
sleep a little longer!"
"Who were you calling?"
"XXX, your ex-husband. We're buddies. Wait a minute, my little darling is awake, I'll
call you back in a bit."
He hung up the phone, leering, and said, "Last night was really exhilarating. He used to keep mentioning you, saying you
made him feel great, and it made me need to find a girl to relieve my pent-up desires every time. Ever since you broke up with him, he's been thinking about you.
But you just ignored him. You have no idea how frustrated he is. It just so happened that you came to Shanghai, and I saw you at a bar. Actually,
I've been following you for several days. I took a picture of you with my phone and had him confirm it was you. Then I told him I wanted to sleep with you.
He said since you've already broken up with him, I can sleep with you if I want. Ha...I thought it would be so complicated, but it was so
easy! Haha..."
"Let me go!" I got out of bed in disgust. I realized I was still naked.
"Don't rush, take a look at this first." He pulled out his phone again and turned on the playback function.
I looked down and almost fainted. He had recorded everything I did under him last night. It
was so lewd. I looked at myself and felt so ashamed.
"Look at you, so attractive~" he lewdly grinned. "Anyway, you're renting a place, why don't you move in with me
? Or I can pick you up from your company every day? I'll tell them I'm picking up my wife, my wife is
amazing in bed, let them see what my wife is like, they'll be so envious!"
"Enough! What do you want?"
"Nothing much, just that you stay here with me while you're in Shanghai, that's all I ask, I'm
thinking of you, rent in Shanghai is so expensive. Even if the company reimburses it, it's still a considerable expense! What do you say, little
darling~ If you agree, how about we do some morning exercises? Ah~ so good~" As he spoke, he brought his mouth
closer to my cheek.
I closed my eyes, my heart was too tired. I needed to rest.
I let him do as he pleased, letting him push me down onto the bed again, enter my body, and begin to satisfy his
"morning exercise" demands...
What should I do?
Part Twelve: An Unexpected Result
At noon, sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the bed in the bedroom. I lay naked, motionless like a corpse
, one leg dangling over the edge of the bed. Occasionally, due to the intense anal sex, air entered my rectum,
releasing some gas due to abdominal discomfort. An atmosphere of lewdness permeated the air. Semen had already congealed on my cheeks and chest
. A man's thigh was draped over me; he lay diagonally beside me, legs spread, his
penis, exhausted from tormenting my body, dangling limply between his legs, still holding the condom he was too lazy to remove, but
no semen was visible inside. My pubic hair, dried by the lubricant, was
matted together in clumps. From morning until now, he had been "exercising" for a full three hours; heaven knows where he got so much energy
. Of course, most of the time he used his hands to make me orgasm and ejaculate repeatedly. He would
enter my body when he had me incredibly aroused. In his words, "I need to use my hands to feel my erogenous zones first, so that
I can better enjoy my body later." The semen he ejaculated would drip onto my face, neck, and
body. I don't know what my ex-boyfriend said to him, but judging from his attitude towards me and his
reaction when he had sex with me in bed, he must have described me as incredibly lewd, probably the kind of woman who, once he got me into
bed, would make any man who had sex with me unable to get enough and unforgettable. By the way, my ex-boyfriend once described
me as a "tiger between the legs."
Speaking of this name, I think it might be related to my sexual attitudes, because
when I was with my ex-boyfriend, I was the one who abandoned the female role, so my mindset became feminine. I might sometimes be a little coquettish
or playful, but that was because I needed my boyfriend's pampering at the time. Maybe we had just
started that kind of relationship back then, so no matter how unreasonable I was, he would tolerate me to some extent,
comforting me like a girlfriend. Therefore, when he needed me, my pride would restrain itself. I couldn't let him be annoyed
or angry. In bed, I had to listen to my boyfriend; he could do whatever he wanted.
I felt this was what I should do. If we could both enjoy ourselves, of course I would enjoy it to the fullest. If it hurt or was
uncomfortable, I could endure it. If he wasn't satisfied, he would be very unhappy, and I would always feel awkward
. I believe that if your boyfriend has lost sexual interest in you, the relationship is in danger. Since men like to conquer
their partners and crave that sense of possession, there's no need to pretend to be reserved in bed; letting loose will make him like it more.
Give him what he wants, and everyone will be satisfied—that's high-scoring sex. That's what adds value to the relationship. Although I basically didn't have
the opportunity to "put myself in his shoes," at that time I was his "woman," and he was my "man," so what
reason did I have not to satisfy him? Now it seems that 　　my thinking is just as wrong
as some women's ideas, such as: I need to tie a man down in bed, or if I give myself to him, he will like me more. 　　In the afternoon, I woke up again from a daze, and he was gone. I slowly got up and put on my clothes 　　. The strange feeling in my anus made me want to wiggle my hips. Before I broke up with my ex-boyfriend, we had sex frequently, and 　　I was 100% dominated by him. Over time, my anus inevitably loosened up a bit. Here's 　　a suggestion for those who are submissive: you must do Kegel exercises regularly. I feel that I'm looser than before, but only 　　compared to before I was fucked. Why do people who have fucked me think my anus is still very tight, and even give them a different 　　feeling? It's because of regular Kegel exercises, what is commonly referred to as practicing sphincter exercises, which will maintain the proper tightness. 　　I came out of the bedroom and saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When he saw me get up, his eyes gleamed 　　meaningfully. 　　"You can move in from now on." 　　"No way, it's a company-rented apartment, I already have roommates." Actually, I lied; I 　　live alone, I don't have any roommates. I just didn't want to be treated like a bedsheet by him. 　　The thought of being ravaged by this kind of man every day if I agreed was unbearable; disgust began to overwhelm me. I said, "Let's 　　just leave it at that for today. Don't think you can threaten me. Your face is in the video too; if you 　　spread it around, it'll threaten your job." 　　"Oh, okay, fine!" he sneered, picking up the phone. "Hey buddy, it's me. What 　　the hell? I drank too much last night and slept with a guy. Seriously! It was amazing! That asshole was definitely 　　as good as any girl's. Seriously, maybe I'll let you try it sometime? Okay, I'll remember if anything good happens. 　　Don't forget about me! Okay! Please!" After hanging up, he stared at me and said, "Did you hear that? 　　I fuck you, and if I fuck you, you can shout it to the ends of the earth, and people will envy me. Because in this world, 　　if you fuck someone, even if they're a piece of shit, you're still awesome! People will envy you. But... right now, 　　you're the one being fucked..." He put his hand on the back of my neck, and a warm breath entered my 　　body. I instinctively closed my eyes. He leaned close to my ear and 　　whispered in a tone that still feels incredibly vulgar to me, "What will people think of you? Don't forget, you're the one getting fucked so hard in the video! 　　Think about what your colleagues will think when they see this? Maybe they'll talk about you when they're working late, maybe they'll 　　mention you at drinking parties, maybe they'll think of you when their girlfriends don't satisfy them, maybe they'll just use you to relieve their 　　lust, maybe they'll gang rape you, and they won't feel any guilt at all, because you're being fucked by a man, and you even 　　enjoy being fucked by a man. Your wildness in bed is even more arousing to men than a woman's! Isn't that right, 　　baby?" 　　"You...you're so shameless..." I said through gritted teeth, my head down. 　　"Ha...if you stay put, we'll be fine, and I'll just be having a little fun. Once the novelty 　　wears off, I'll probably break up with you. But if you want to cause trouble, you should think about it. I'm waiting 　　for your reply." 　　Listening to his words, my mind raced, and I was filled with indescribable regret. But thinking about my job

Thinking about my life, especially since I'll only be in Shanghai for six months, and then I have to go back to Beijing.
Normally, people transferred out of the city get promoted and receive a raise upon returning. "Okay~" I painfully forced myself
to answer after those long, hesitant minutes, "I promise you, but I won't live with you.
I have accommodation; that's my bottom line!"
"Okay," he smiled. "Your bottom line? Let's go with your bottom line for now."
"Then I'm going back now." I wanted to escape this devil as quickly as possible.
"Wait, haven't you remembered? I'm in control now!" he grinned maliciously.
Looking into his eyes, I knew what he was thinking. "I can't take it anymore, I can't stand it in my back."
"I know, I know, baby. You misunderstood me. I don't want to use your back; I already
had a great time last night."
He said, sitting back on the sofa. "Let me feel your mouth. Come on~"
"You~" Tears welled up in my eyes, but… what should I do? I let out a long breath.
"Okay~~ I'll make you feel good~~" I said, walking up to him and kneeling down. He had already taken
out his penis, which was semi-erect. I held onto his thighs with both hands, lowered my head, and took his penis into my
mouth.
"Oh~~ suck it~~ yes, lick the head with your tongue, yes~~ this is the penis that fucked your ass last night.
How does it feel to have it in your mouth?" He humiliated me while grabbing my head with his hands. "Damn, that feels good~~
Let me tell you, my favorite position is having someone kneel on my crotch. The feeling of oral sex is amazing. Now, you
slut, give me a blowjob. My cock tastes good, doesn't it? Haha~~ Now you masturbate, jerk off yourself. Hurry up~~" Listening
to his words, I unzipped my pants, pulled out my penis, and started masturbating. "Turn to the side, yes,
so I can see you masturbating. Do you like my cock? Use your tongue and mouth to feel it properly
, the thing that made you feel so good yesterday. Serving it well will make you even happier." Listening to his humiliating
words, I felt his penis gradually hardening and growing in my mouth. His foreskin would occasionally twitch along the direction of my tongue
. The smooth glans could change its surface texture through the pressure of my tongue and mouth. My
mouth was probably stimulating him too much, as he kept moaning "uh-huh." I closed my eyes, feeling
the changes in the columnar object in my mouth, and my penis began to react under my own stimulation. It had started secreting prostatic
fluid. "Ahhhhhh!" The time he held it in his mouth was getting longer and longer, and my reaction below was getting stronger and stronger. Finally, I opened
my mouth and gasped for breath, my hot breath landing on his already aroused and throbbing penis. He grabbed my
head and pressed it down, "Suck it, quick, hold it tight!" His penis began to thrust rapidly in my mouth, and my penis was already
swollen to its limit. I couldn't take it anymore, so I tightly held my mouth, tensing my muscles, and felt a tingling numbness down there. I
ejaculated, my semen gushing out and hitting the ground. My mind went blank; only the sensation in my mouth remained
, growing harder and harder. I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly used my tongue to press against the head of his penis,
creating a barrier between my mouth and throat. It sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple. Suddenly, I felt a
stream of liquid hit the base of my tongue. I felt the force of the impact; if I didn't stop it, it would definitely shoot directly into my throat,
and I might even vomit. After several thrusts, he gradually calmed down and let out a long breath.
He looked at me lewdly and smiled without saying a word. I silently put on my pants and left his house.
It was the weekend, so I had time to rest, but I didn't know where to go. I walked alone on Huaihai
Road, walking... I didn't know what else would happen.
I didn't know...
(To be continued)

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