Women are going crazy too.

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Chapter 1

My name is Evan. At nineteen, after graduating high school, I couldn't find a satisfactory job, so I took a tutoring job near my home. Little did I know, I would be deflowered by that heartless parent. The

lecherous man who violated me was the father of one of my students; he had a devilish physique and extensive sexual experience.

He lived in a two-story house. I saw his advertisement in the supermarket advertising tutoring his daughter. The ad stated that it was for a first-grade girl, five evenings a week.

When I first arrived at his house, I was greeted by the girl's mother. She found me refined and respectable, so she immediately agreed to hire me for a monthly salary of three thousand yuan. One thing that worried her was that my youth and beauty might attract her husband's interest.

From my student, Bao Lianzhu, I learned that the man was a bank owner and his family was very wealthy.

Lianzhu is a bright and clever child. I taught her for half a month and we became good friends.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang's relationship doesn't seem to be very good. Mrs. Zhang is plump and looks somewhat bloated. Her skin is dark and her appearance is rather ordinary. Her biggest hobby is playing mahjong. She plays cards with other ladies day and night, which undoubtedly neglects Mr. Zhang. When he comes home from work, his wife is not home, so he takes care of himself.

That night, I dreamed that I went to Lianzhu's house to tutor her as usual, but to my surprise, it was Mr. Zhang who opened the door for me. He was wearing a bath towel, as if he had just taken a shower.

"Mr. Zhang is home. Is Lianzhu upstairs?" I asked him.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Lianzhu and her mother went to her grandmother's house in the New Territories. They won't be back tonight."

I was about to turn around and leave when Mr. Zhang insisted that I stay. He said, "Miss, please stay! I'll write you a check later and give you your first month's salary." Then he opened the refrigerator and poured me a drink.

I only realized it was champagne when I took a sip. I don't usually drink, so I told Mr. Zhang I couldn't.

But he insisted I drink it. He said, "Girls should learn to drink too, otherwise, they'll encounter a lot of trouble in social situations."

Seeing his sincerity and enthusiasm, I didn't refuse anymore. Perhaps because champagne tastes good and is easy to drink, I reluctantly finished the glass. Then Mr. Zhang started telling me about his wife's faults.

I didn't know how to respond. I only said, "It's better for husbands and wives to understand each other, deepen their feelings, and coordinate with each other."

At this moment, Mr. Zhang suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms.

I tried to struggle, but then I saw that Mr. Zhang's eyes were filled with lust, and he was trembling.

He said to me, "Miss Ai, you understand love so well. You are as beautiful as an angel, like a fairy in the moon. You are cultured and refined. You are my idol. If I had you as my wife, my bank and my career would be much more prosperous than they are now."

I tried to break free from him, and as I pulled away, I lost my balance. And then he pulled me into his arms. In a moment of carelessness, I pulled off the towel he was wearing.

Oh my god! It turned out Mr. Zhang wasn't wearing anything under the towel; he wasn't wearing underwear, and a huge, dark penis hung there like a club. It was surrounded by pubic hair, and the glans was the size of an egg—it was enormous.

I glanced at it; it was quite frightening. I dared not look any longer, my heart pounding wildly, not knowing what to do.

Mr. Zhang lowered his head and kissed me. I was so entranced that I forgot everything, and we kissed passionately, feeling a tingling, numb sensation all over my body, and my nipples hardened.

His hands caressed my large breasts, which were easily 37 inches in size, and he muttered to himself, "Oh... these breasts are amazing... so plump... so cheesy... if they had milk... I would eat my fill... no... that would be so wonderful... too bad... I have no milk to drink... ah... so wonderful..." It

was the first time a man had touched my breasts, and I shuddered as if electrocuted, feeling a tingling, numb sensation all over my body, and my nipples hardened.

I cried out, "Ah... ah..." "You... you... you're so bad... you can't... I... I'm still a virgin... don't touch me like that... ah... it feels so good... I'm scared... scared... Mr. Zhang... you... don't... touch me anymore... I need it so much..."

At that moment, my words were contradictory. I didn't even know what to say. When

Mr. Zhang heard that I was still a virgin, he became even more excited, and hearing me say I needed it so much, he slowly took off my clothes.

I didn't know how to resist, nor did I want to resist. At that moment, all shame was forgotten. In the chaos, I involuntarily unhooked my front-opening bra.

After I automatically unhooked it, Mr. Zhang's mouth descended, first licking my cleavage, areola, and nipples with his tongue, then he began to suckle my breasts with great fervor. It was

the first time I'd ever had my large breasts suckled by a grown man like this; I felt a tingling, weak, and pleasurable sensation throughout my body, waves of pleasure surging through my brain. I couldn't help but moan. I thought, this must be what people call moaning!

"Ah...so good...I...I...love it when you suck...so...comfortable...oh...oh...oh...oh...I'm so happy...I'm so happy..."

I saw his dark, rod-like object erect, hard as a pole. I felt both fascinated and afraid. I liked it because: so this is what a man's penis is like—hard, so ugly, much uglier than I'd imagined. I really wanted to see it, but this was the first time in my life I'd had this opportunity; seeing the penis I'd longed for filled me with joy.

What I feared was: it was so thick and big, and I wasn't sure if I could handle it if it went in all at once. If he forced it in, wouldn't it hurt terribly?

He wanted me to hold that ugly thing and put it in my mouth to suck it. I refused, too shy. How could a young woman do that? Besides, it was so ugly. Dream on!

Luckily, he didn't force me to do it. Instead, he parted my vulva and licked it with his tongue. His tongue was very agile, licking repeatedly until it reached my vulva.

I was already wet with vaginal fluid, and even more love juice had flowed out. He licked it so thoroughly that I was moved. Embarrassed, I grabbed that big penis and licked it for a while.

He felt so good from my sucking: "Oh...oh...that's so good...Miss Ai...you're so kind...thank you so much...darling...darling...I'll never forget you...I'll give you some more money...to buy you some nice clothes...to make you...even more beautiful...more noble...good...so cute...I want more...I want more...to serve you...to suck your...little hole..."

His tongue first moved around the outer edge of my hole, then went deeper and deeper. He licked my clitoris, then probed into my peach blossom cave, thrusting here and there, licking here and there.

Besides moaning in pleasure, I was completely lost. I forgot everything else in my blissful state. I just clung tightly to Mr. Zhang, as if trying to grasp something. At that moment, Mr. Zhang and I became like two fleshy snakes, tightly intertwined. He held me and kissed me, his large penis gently pressing against me.

After a while, he slowly loosened his grip, parted my labia with his hands, and then slowly thrust inside. Because it was my first time, my vaginal opening was narrow, making it difficult and uncomfortable for him to enter. In fact, it was because his penis was so thick.

I involuntarily cried out, "Ouch...it hurts...it's uncomfortable...be gentle...Mr. Zhang...you're so bad..."

He thought for a moment and then thrust hard, with a "whoosh," his large penis was fully inside.

At that moment, I felt a tearing pain, so painful that tears streamed down my face. After enduring the pain, I thought I should stop there and not let him go any further. However, I didn't want to easily give up this opportunity for sexual intercourse, and I wanted to experience its many wonders. The fear of pain coupled with my desire made me indecisive.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang's penis stopped moving after entering. I slowly felt a lack of fullness, and a strange sensation slowly rose within me: was it itchiness? Was it soreness? Was it pain? It was an indescribable feeling, and I involuntarily moved my body.

Mr. Zhang sensed my movement and began to slowly thrust in and out. Soon, I felt the pain subside, waves of mysterious pleasure completely dispelling the previous pain, and my vaginal fluid flowed even more.

He arched his back, thrusting in and out repeatedly, and with each movement, I deeply felt how wonderful and pleasurable sexual intercourse could be. My hands frantically scratched and clawed, I hugged his neck, touched his buttocks, and urged him to go deeper.

He did as I instructed, obeying me in every way. I was so happy I didn't know what to say, or how to express the wonderful feeling of being fucked by him. I

could only moan loudly and softly, "Mr. Zhang...you're so good...you're an expert...the first time...it tastes so...so good...more...a little harder...ah...ah ah...faster...faster...thrust...I want...uh...oh...oh...it's so good...I'm being fucked...fucked to death by you...more...more thrusting...ah ah ah...so good...I...I...I'm going to...I'm going to die...Mr. Zhang...you're so...so good..."

He repeatedly manipulated my body, changing angles and positions. He thrust into me, and I think this time he was showing the ultimate in amorousness in a middle-aged man. Middle-aged men and women, with both sexual experience and strong physiques, accustomed to the looseness of childbirth, suddenly find themselves with a beautiful, young, and tight virgin by their side. The sensation is indescribable. One can only glimpse it from the speed of his thrusts and his loud moans.

"Ah...ah...so good...such...beautiful woman...it's...so blissful...ee...ee...ee...Miss...you're so beautiful...my vagina...is so tight...so beautiful...it's truly wonderful...so good...Miss...you're so good..."

After about an hour, he was drenched in sweat, and I felt exhausted from overexertion.

He thrust hard, reaching the very end of my vagina, and then I felt him shudder a few times. His penis, still tightly gripped by my vaginal opening, trembled rapidly, and then...a stream of heat shot into my flower core. I was brought to orgasm by his series of movements.

Afterwards, I put on my clothes. But then I felt something, what should I do? What if I got pregnant? I couldn't help but cry.

He comforted me, saying, "Miss, don't cry, I will love you forever and will never mistreat you. I'll give you some compensation." Then, he took out a check from his pocket, wrote down 50,000 yuan for me, but I still haven't cashed it.

He invites me out at least three or four times a week, and every time I see him, I unconsciously throw myself into his arms. However, we often have sex, make love, and share the greatest and most pleasurable pleasure of life.

I know that this won't end well, but I still can't decide what to do.

Holding this check with Arabic numerals and colorful banknotes, I felt a surge of emotions and sorrow.

This check, this cash, I exchanged for a girl's most precious virginity. The most interesting thing is: I don't know if this is shame or pleasure.

Only those who understand women best can judge this.

Chapter Two: The Wild and Unruly Mr. Zhang had a cousin named He Qiang, from the New Territories. He was two years older than me, twenty-one years old this year. He worked at Mr. Zhang's bank, and was dedicated to Mr. Zhang's business. Mr. Zhang was very close to him, treating him like a brother.

Once, he drove to Mr. Zhang's bank to handle some business and was involved in a minor car accident. Although the car was damaged, his injuries weren't too serious. According to the hospital examination results, there was no serious danger to his life. To take good care of his cousin, Mr. Zhang vacated a room upstairs for him to recuperate at home.

The room where Mr. Zhang's cousin was recuperating was right next to the room where I tutored Lianzhu. In the evenings, when he had nothing to do, he would come to our room to watch me tutor Lianzhu.

He treated me very politely and we often got along very well. When He Qiang first arrived, I didn't pay much attention to him, but after talking with him a few times, I began to evaluate him from the bottom of my heart. I don't know why, maybe I've already sown the seeds of love for him.

He Qiang is tall and strong, with a square face and a pair of bright eyes, making him quite handsome.

Every time I look at him, I see him staring at me intently. I wonder if he feels the same way I do, if he's also developing feelings of love for me. To test him, I deliberately said, "Mr. He, please leave. You're disturbing my teaching!"

"Ah! Miss Ai, so you think I'm superfluous? All alone here... Only when I'm with you... do I feel meaningful... I've fallen deeply in love with you... Don't you... notice..." After my trick, he finally stammered out his deepest secret.

"Ah! Mr. He, I'm just a temporary tutor for children. How can you be a match for me? Besides, do you even know me?"

he said. "Miss Ai, if you don't have a job, you can. I can ask you for one through my cousin. We can work at the bank together, and that solves the problem, doesn't it? I want to get to know you better. As long as we're attracted to each other and love each other, that's enough."

"Mr. He, are you confident I'll love you?"

"Of course I am, because I'm young and handsome, and I have a good job. I'm the kind of idol that girls pursue. It's you, Miss Ai, who have unknowingly touched my heart. I believe that if we could be together, we would be as intimate as Lu Bu and Chan Chan, a match made in heaven."

"There are plenty of beautiful women in the world. Why don't you love those? Why do you fall for me, this insignificant schoolteacher? I don't understand what it is about me that you love."

"Miss, you possess a unique and beautiful face, knowledge, and a satisfying job. I believe we will surely achieve great things together. Besides, I primarily love you; I'm captivated by your beauty, and I will cherish you forever. I don't believe, Miss Ai, that you are unmoved by the advances of such a handsome young man like me?"

It wasn't that I rejected his advances, nor did I want to refuse him. It was just that I had secretly become his cousin-in-law. If I were to marry him, and have such a handsome and kind young man take care of my foolishness, it would feel like I was doing him a disservice.

I was extremely conflicted. A girl who had lost her virginity, paired with a devoted man, was truly a rare find.

However, I felt guilty for having already been deflowered. At the same time, I thought about how many young women these days are deflowered on their wedding night. How many men wait until their wedding night to have contact with women? Perhaps He Qiang was already a seasoned womanizer.

If that were the case, that would be good. I wasn't a virgin, and he wasn't a virgin either. Eight ounces to half a pound, neither is off by a hair's breadth. A balance in thought is the best condition for marriage. This way, I can reduce mental stress and guilt. Living a comfortable life is a beautiful aspiration.

But how can I know if he's a virgin? The only way is to have sex with him once. Test whether he has sexual experience. If he has, it means he's no longer a virgin and has played with women.

Then I can agree to marry him with a clear conscience. If he has no sexual experience, it means he's still a virgin, and marrying him would be a match made in heaven. However, I would owe him a debt for life.

I whispered to He Qiang, "Mr. He, we can be friends and get to know each other. It's not too late to get married after we have a solid emotional foundation."

He looked at me happily and agreed.

That day, Mr. Zhang invited me again. After a rather chaotic performance, he said to me, "Miss Aiwen, my whole family needs to go to Shanghai on a business trip for the bank. I'll just take my wife and daughter to Shanghai for a short sightseeing trip. We won't be back for about two weeks. I'll leave the bank business to He Qiang for the time being. I'd also like to ask you to take care of things at home for now. I promise you won't be shortchanged when I get back. Your compensation will be very generous."

I agreed. A day later, the three of them set off.

I stayed at Mr. Zhang's house, where I had food and lodging. During the day, I was home alone. When I was bored, I would turn on the TV. In the evenings, He Qiang would come home from work and chat with me. When the conversation got exciting, we would hug and kiss.

One was dry tinder, the other a raging fire. Once ignited, who could control the burning flames in their hearts?

"Ah! Darling, you're so cute." He hugged me, made me sit on his lap, and then kneaded my large breasts with his hands.

I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, and my desire surged: "Ah! Brother Qiang... you're so good."

He unbuttoned my shirt, removed my bra, and took my 37-inch breasts into his mouth.

The sucking on my nipples made me feel lightheaded, and my bones went limp. There was a very hard, big cock pressing against my buttocks, and I lifted my buttocks and grabbed it in my hand. It felt very thick and hard; it was no less than Mr. Zhang's, and even much stronger.

"Ah! The thickness of this rod is just so ideal!"

He fumbled for my belt, and my pants and panties were pulled down together. He fondled my hairy mons pubis with obvious delight: "Ah! Miss's mons pubis is so fleshy, I love it. Holding it in my hands, it's so soft, I love it so much!"

I couldn't help but undo his belt and underwear. A thick and erect penis appeared before my eyes, and I was instantly captivated. I quickly put it in my mouth and sucked on it vigorously. This made He Qiang's head stand on end, his eyes tightly closed, and his mouth wide open.

"Ah...ah...so...comfortable...Miss...so...passionate...this moment...I...I...will...never...for...life...so...comfortable...so...amazing...so...good..."

I continued to serve him until my cheeks ached before I stopped. He pulled me up and put me on the bed, turning on the main light. In the dazzling light, my naked body was displayed before him. He exclaimed ecstatically, "I only knew Miss... was beautiful on the outside... but I never imagined... she's even more beautiful inside... so beautiful... so alluring... oh my... I love her to death..."

"Brother Qiang... don't just stare... what's the use of just looking... no matter how beautiful... you can't... eat me up..." I said shyly.

"You... you... you... what are you saying... what do you want to do..." He Qiang was very surprised.

"What do I want to do... don't you understand... I... I want... I want... I need it so much..." I said, both angry and amused.

Hearing my signal, He Qiang pounced on my plump, white, tender body like a cabbage heart, like a tiger descending a mountain.

His big penis pressed against my entrance for a long time without going in. In desperation, I quickly spread my labia with my hands, opening my bright red vulva.

He thrust hard, and with a "squeak," it pierced into my hole.

I screamed, "He Qiang...you...you...are too...heartless...you've...ravaged...my...little...tender hole...ah..."

Actually, my hole wasn't that painful from He Qiang's fierce thrusts, but I screamed like that to deliberately arouse his lust. Sure enough, upon hearing my screams, He Qiang thrust his huge cock in and out like a storm, ramming and pounding.

"Brother Qiang...my dear...just...like this...do...use...hard...do...your...cock...is...especially...hard...doing...my...little sister...so...comfortable...little sister...so comfortable..."

"Ah...so...beautiful...my little hole...is...too...tight..."

"Brother Qiang...you...feel...good...too..."

"Dear sister...I...feel...good...for the first time...I've tasted...the...greatest...joy..." He was aroused by my lewdness and said in a wanton voice, "Sister...use...hard...squeeze...tighten...ah...cock...on...so...good..."

"Yes, yes...just like this...too...tight...oh...I...feel...so...comfortable...ah...I'm...going...to...heaven...ah..."

At this moment, he was like a lion with its claws outstretched, thrusting and stabbing with lightning speed, speed like a shooting star, and weight like a hammer, penetrating to the very core of my flower. I rallied my spirits, meeting his attacks head-on... He launched a fierce assault. Our coordination was flawless, the two of us intertwined like giant snakes.

He was like a hardworking ox, panting heavily, while my vagina, like a carp's mouth, opened and closed, swallowing his diligently working cock.

I was incredibly wanton, my lust heightened; I hadn't felt such pleasure, such comfort, even when Mr. Zhang was playing with me.

Today, I finally experienced the feeling of a huge cock pounding into my heart and lungs. I went crazy, I became wild, I went mad. Like a slutty tigress, I desperately lifted my buttocks, tried to bulge my lower abdomen, and swayed back and forth in pursuit of his huge cock. Sex brought me wonderful pleasure and happiness.

"Ah...ah...too...not enough...faster...faster...faster...faster...further...harder...thrust harder...ah...into...deeper...deeper...more...grind...rub...too...not...enough...too...not...enough..."

"Harder...harder...yes...good...it's so itchy...ah...so good...so good...my...flower...inside...it's so itchy...it's killing me...it's so uncomfortable..."

"Harder...thrust deeper...deeper...yes...good...enough...too...good...harder...good...so good...put it in...so good...good...good...husband...I...must...marry you...to change my life..."

"Your...big cock...is so good...it really...kills me...in this world...I think...only you...can truly make me...so...ecstatic...so comfortable...so...good..." "County Magistrate... I wouldn't trade... my dear brother... my good husband... how is my hole... does it... satisfy you...? Does it feel good... can you satisfy me... do you love me... will you marry me..."

He Qiang said in a wanton voice, unable to contain his joy, "Sister... good wife... Aiwen... good... so good... your hole... so narrow... so tight... so warm... it feels... so good... I feel so good... you are very good at cooperating... squeezing... my cock... so painful... so delicious... I love it to death... so satisfied... I am determined to marry you... to make you... my wife... I want to fuck you for a lifetime..."

Birds of a feather flock together, and after half an hour of intense fighting, He Qiang and I ejaculated.

As He Qiang ejaculated, he let out a hoarse, wanton cry: "Oh...oh...oh...uh...uh...I can't hold on any longer...little sister...I'm going to ejaculate...clench tighter...ouch...it's coming out...it's coming out..."

His deafening moans aroused my intense lust, and I ejaculated in a torrent, my buttocks and the sheets a mess. We reached our climax simultaneously, entering the highest realm at the same time.

Half a month passed quickly, and Mr. Zhang returned from his business trip to Shanghai, and I was invited to accompany him again. From then on, I had to deal with Mr. Zhang's persistent pestering and He Qiang's relentless pursuit, keeping me so busy that I was almost never idle except during my period.

I didn't know whether this was shameful or honorable; I only knew that my period hadn't come, and a small life had been added to my belly.

I told Mr. Zhang the news, and he was stunned, saying, "Miss, you should have an abortion if you're pregnant."

I didn't agree.

I told He Qiang the news, and he was overjoyed: "Ah, Ai Wen, we're having a baby! I'll tell my cousin, let's get married right away!"

Mr. Zhang agreed to my marriage to He Qiang and held a grand wedding for us. He also arranged a job for me as a clerk.

Seven months after the wedding, I gave birth to a baby boy. I can't remember whether the father was Mr. Zhang or He Qiang, but he was definitely their cousin's child.

Neither of them knew, of course, that I had a second sexual partner. Even if they did know, what could they do?

Since marrying He Qiang, Mr. Zhang had consciously withdrawn from his romantic pursuits and never invited me again, because I had become his cousin's wife.

Chapter Three: The Secretary's Duties Are Inevitable. Humans are emotional beings; who doesn't have feelings and desires? Especially women. When they are most lonely and empty, that's the best opportunity for men to take advantage. If a husband prioritizes profit over righteousness or frequently leaves his wife, the wife is likely to become unfaithful—this is very easy to happen!

He Qiang and I have been married for eight years. I was twenty-six years old at this time, and had two children, a boy and a girl! Life is unpredictable!

After marrying He Qiang, we both worked at his cousin's bank. Five years ago, because Mr. Zhang's bank was struggling, we both resigned. We used our joint savings to open an electronics company in Dongguan City, Guangdong Province, mainland China. My husband, He Qiang, transformed from a bank employee into a true businessman! Therefore, he frequently had to leave Hong Kong for business trips to the mainland.

He felt guilty towards me; he had neglected me for the past few years, which was indeed true. I felt empty and bored.

One day, I suggested to my husband that I go out to work, partly to relieve boredom, and partly to increase my social network and stay informed about current events, which would greatly benefit our electronics company.

He Qiang understood my ulterior motives and sympathized with me, saying that separation between husband and wife for too long would inevitably lead to problems. He arranged for me to work at his good friend Huang Sheng's company, as his secretary and sales manager.

My job involved negotiating business and handling other tasks, and I worried I wouldn't do a good job.

My husband jokingly said, "General Manager Huang will teach you how to do it."

I'm a generous, warm-hearted, kind-hearted woman who enjoys helping others and has strong needs.

General Manager Huang, 28 years old, is very handsome, practically a prince charming. He's very considerate and kind to women, often joking and has a great sense of humor. He often accompanies me out, which puzzles me. But my husband, He Qiang, trusts him to do so.

At first, I wasn't used to it, but gradually I not only adapted but also came to enjoy the job. Every evening, I go to a restaurant or karaoke to relax. Life has become quite enjoyable. After starting this job, my outlook on life has undergone a significant change. Things that seemed impossible have actually happened, and it happened to me.

General Manager Huang is indeed very busy, carrying a heavy burden, and has a very serious work attitude. During the day, he's constantly answering phones and assigning tasks to staff in the office building. In the evenings, he's entertaining customers almost every night. Although he was very busy, he took great care of me in every way, cherishing and cherishing me. He told me not to work too much, to take care of my health, and to rest more. He was worried that I wouldn't be able to adapt to this busy and monotonous job.

General Manager Huang cared about me a lot, both professionally and personally. He treated me even better than my own husband, He Qiang. Unconsciously, I developed a strong liking for him and began to fall in love.

It happened on General Manager Huang's birthday: to avoid extravagance, he just wanted to quietly celebrate his 29th birthday and had a good time, only inviting my wife and me to his home to celebrate.

That day, I washed and styled my hair early in the morning. To show my respect, I wore a very beautiful and high-end evening dress.

It was made of black lace, with a very low-cut neckline, forming an inverted V-shape, and I wasn't wearing a bra. The lines of my waist and arms were clearly defined, and my two plump, snow-white thighs were clearly visible. I saw myself dressed so alluringly in the mirror and found it funny. I thought to myself, even brides who get married and have weddings aren't that beautiful.

My husband, He Qiang, and I were preparing to go to Mr. Huang's house when we suddenly received a long-distance call from an electronics factory in Dongguan. They said our factory workers were on strike and He Qiang needed to go to Dongguan immediately to mediate. Originally, someone at the Dongguan electronics factory was in charge, but the person in charge was on a business trip to Southeast Asia to arrange a shipment to be exported before Christmas. He Qiang was very disappointed and, in his haste, insisted on going to the Dongguan electronics factory immediately, telling me to go to Mr. Huang's house by myself. He told me he wouldn't be back for a few days.

I pouted and said, "I just got back this morning, and now I have to leave again. I miss you so much! Why don't you stay here for the night and let me relax? Leave early tomorrow morning!"

He said, "Darling, it's urgent, there's no time to lose. You go to celebrate Mr. Huang's birthday yourself! When you get to Mr. Huang's house, explain to him that there's important business in Dongguan and I won't be back for several days! Please congratulate him for me! Remember to have a few drinks with him, and if you want to relieve your boredom, let Mr. Huang keep you company."

After we parted, we went our separate ways: he went to Dongguan, and I went to Mr. Huang's house. As

soon as Mr. Huang opened the door for me, seeing how beautiful I was, he stared wide-eyed at my barely visible breasts and swallowed a few times. He complimented me, saying I was so beautiful and sexy: "Oh... Miss Ai... you look so gorgeous today, I almost didn't recognize you... At first glance, I thought you were a fairy descended from heaven to my doorstep, what an honor!"

I smiled charmingly and said, "Are you done, General Manager? Can I come in now?"

Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly smiled and invited me in. After we sat down in the living room, I first gave him a very passionate kiss, wished him a happy birthday, and conveyed He Qiang's feelings to him. Mr. Huang was overjoyed, accepting my passionate kiss with more excitement than if he had gained a nephew. He turned on the karaoke machine, and immediately Zhang Manyu's melodious songs filled the air. We sang and drank, having a great time.

He suddenly suggested that he change into a sweater in the bedroom and then dance with me.

I readily agreed to his suggestion. In my teenage years, I loved to dance. But he said he didn't know the steps, so I danced "The Substitute Rabbit" to teach him.

Slow music played, and we began to dance. We swayed and moved to the rhythm, chatting happily as we danced.

During our conversation, he revealed that he had been divorced from his wife for over five years and felt very lonely living alone. He added, "In five years, I haven't had as much fun as tonight." "Evan, you were very sexy tonight, especially very feminine. Thank you! I appreciate you spending such a wonderful time with me on my birthday. I have a request, but I don't know if it's okay?"

I asked him what it was.

He said, "I...I don't know...would you be willing to take things further with me?"

"Further what?"

"To accompany me...to accompany me...to play some sexual games."

I felt hot all over, my face flushed, and I nodded in silent agreement.

He immediately hugged me tightly and gave me a deep kiss. I understood and opened my mouth, letting him kiss me as he pleased. The kiss lasted for several minutes, almost suffocating me. I quickly pushed him away, saying, "Mr. Huang... I... I... I'm so nervous... so scared... You're so... bold..." He

bowed deeply to me, anxiously saying, "Miss Wen, have pity on me... have pity on me... I haven't tasted a woman's flavor for years..."

I said to him, "There are countless beautiful women in the world. Even if you just pick one up, you wouldn't become a sex addict!"

He said, "I'm too busy with work. Firstly, I don't have time, and secondly, I don't feel anything for those wanton women. Since my divorce, I've only relied on masturbation to satisfy my sexual desires, but how can masturbation solve the fundamental problem?"

At this moment, I felt his hard penis, already erect, pressing against my lower abdomen. This made my long-unsettled heart begin to wander, filled with fantasies.

I thought: It seems I'm destined to have sex with him today; it's probably unavoidable. If I let him take advantage of me again, then I'd have tasted the flavors of three men, and wouldn't that make me a complete slut? But then I thought: It's okay, my husband won't blame me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged for me to work under Boss Huang; he just wanted to indulge me and compensate me. As a woman, it's not unreasonable for me to have only tried three men's penises in my life!

He said he never solicited prostitutes and loved me very much, and I got so excited by what he said, my lust was aroused. Facing this handsome man who looked like a prince on a white horse, I felt an itch in my heart, wishing I could devour him whole. I suddenly felt sorry for this lustful man, and besides, I already had a good impression of him. In a moment of impulse, I grabbed his already hard and hot penis between his legs. It was indeed as handsome as he was, thick, big, and long. I thought I would definitely experience an unprecedented and unparalleled pleasure.

Boss Huang's hands lingered on my buttocks, while his big mouth vigorously licked and kissed my face, neck, shoulders, and earlobes. This aroused me, and I became unleashed my lust. A trickle of fluid flowed from my lower body, like a stream running down my thighs uncontrollably. Suddenly, I steeled myself, fell into his arms, tilted my head back, opened my eyes wide, and stared at him longingly.

Huang Sheng pounced on me like a hungry tiger, kissing, embracing, and caressing me wildly. I happily enjoyed the tingling sensation that coursed through my body like an electric current. Being loved by a man other than my husband was a unique and pleasurable experience. An extramarital affair was so much fresher and more enjoyable than a marriage. I let him tease me relentlessly, offering no resistance and reciprocating with tenfold passion.

He made sucking sounds like "Oh, oh": "Ah...ah...uh...uh...good...good...so good...I feel so...pleasant...oh...so good...my muscles...are all weak...Manager Huang...you're so good...uh...uh...I can't take it..."

I could tell he'd been craving sex for a long time, hadn't used any prostitutes before! And his flirting skills weren't very good either. He placed his hands on my chest, touching me through my evening gown. How silly! Wouldn't it be easier to just put his hands inside and touch my breasts directly? That would be much more enjoyable! At that moment, I had already forgotten that I was a married woman, only thinking about having fun with my new boyfriend.

Since I started working for him, he had been so good to me, I couldn't forget it. To express my gratitude, I mustered up my courage and gently slipped the strap of my evening gown off my shoulders. Instantly, my upper body was exposed to Mr. Huang (I wasn't wearing a bra). I looked forward to his next move.

He opened his mouth and took my breast in, suckling like a baby nursing.

My breasts were my most sensual and easily aroused area, and as soon as he suckled, I excitedly unzipped my pants, making it easier for him to attack me more boldly, easily, and fiercely.

He was surprised that my body was so well-maintained; at twenty-six, my skin was as delicate as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. He kept praising my figure and took off the only clothes I was wearing.

I also diligently removed his clothes, revealing his strong, muscular physique. I really didn't understand why I was so bold, so tender, so wildly passionate tonight. Perhaps it was because I had fallen deeply in love with him.

Because I had been deflowered by Mr. Zhang, and then married He Qiang, I had only slept with two men in my life. Now, with a third new sexual partner, I was incredibly excited. I saw that in his passionate reaction, he was eager to possess me. I half-opened my lustful eyes, stretched out my arms, and embraced his strong body, gazing at this third man who could possess me in my life.

My lower body had become a vast ocean, my juices dripping onto the ground with a "drip-drip-drip" sound, soaking the evening dress that had fallen to the floor.

Just as he was about to rush in, I instinctively pushed him away, my legs went weak, and I knelt before him. I pulled his penis, which was about an inch longer than He Qiang's, and shoved it into my mouth. I swallowed it whole. The moment I sucked it, I felt a surge of pride. His penis had now become my hobby, a habit, something I needed before every time I made love with He Qiang.

I never dreamed that in the eight years since our marriage, I, who had always been pure and devoted to my husband, would accept Huang's intrusion. I was so wanton and promiscuous; even my own husband had never truly experienced such wantonness from me. It must have been tough for my husband; I must make it up to him.

I faced Huang, each thrust of his penis, and the joy and excitement he gave me far surpassed what He Qiang had given me, along with a strange sense of novelty. The taste of infidelity is often so wonderful; no wonder so many women divorce for extramarital affairs, for the thrill and excitement of new experiences, only to get bored after a while, divorce again, and find new lovers.

After the storm, he regretted it, saying he was sorry to He Qiang. I calmly comforted him, saying, "It's already happened; it's our fate. Let's take it one step at a time." I also revealed my feelings to him; I truly loved him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have done it. I have no regrets, and no matter what the future holds, I will never back down. Because he gave me the greatest joy and pleasure of my life. Even now, thinking back to the sight of his enormous penis, so vigorous and powerful, thrusting inside me, I feel so good.

He pressed me down on the sofa, bent over, and inserted his rock-hard penis into my vagina, thrusting over two hundred times without stopping. It made my itchy vaginal muscles itch unbearably, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy. He thrust forward with all his might, and I thrust upward with all my might. Deep in, quick out.

I shook my head wildly, swaying my head wildly, moaning softly, as if crying out to the heavens: "Ah ah ah... oh... oh... so good... it's so itchy... harder... deeper... oh oh oh... it feels so good... ah ah... oh oh oh... eh eh eh... I'm climaxing... I'm climaxing... I'm leaking... I'm going to heaven... it's so beautiful... be bold... thrust in... push in... deeper... the deeper the better... um... it feels so good... it's so itchy... push in... the deeper the better... um um... it feels

so good... I love you... take a break... let's... I love you... hurry... you're killing me... my lover... little sister... you're killing me..." "No need to rest... I can hold on... you just... love... feel good... your pussy is so beautiful... so tight and hot... gripping my glans... so comfortable... little sister... let's enjoy... together..."

I put a pillow under my buttocks, raised my vaginal opening, and lifted my legs. This allowed me to penetrate even deeper.

"How is it... good brother... does it feel good... comfortable... keep going... relieve the itch... release... release... five years of pent-up desire... today... you have to enjoy it to the fullest... comfortable... comfortable... good brother..."

"Good sister... you're really good... this feels so good... powerful... going deeper... my desire... orgasm... feels so good... I'm going to fuck you hard... suck it tighter... even more comfortable... even more stimulating... little sister... faster... faster... enjoy it to the fullest..."

Forty minutes later, Mr. Huang couldn't take it anymore and was about to ejaculate. Seeing that he couldn't stop himself from ejaculating, I tried my best to tighten my crotch and my vaginal opening to clamp his penis, and I thrust wildly.

He cried out "waaaah" as I sucked: "Waaaah... so powerful... so tight... sucking so hard... um um um... ee... ee ee... little sister, suck harder... suck more..." He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and kept thrusting hard. He convulsed, ejaculating his precious sperm deep inside me.

We both climaxed simultaneously, reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, our bones melting. At that moment, I felt an unparalleled sense of triumph, a peak of ultimate bliss.

During our rest, he carried me to the bathroom to shower. Afterwards, he carried me to the bedroom and laid me flat on the luxurious Simmons bed. I noticed a large 24-inch photograph of me on his bedside table, smiling naturally and realistically. I asked him where he got the photo.

He said shyly, "I took it secretly. Seeing the photo at night is like seeing the real me." He even kissed my photo, fantasizing about making love with me

while masturbating. He said he masturbates while looking at my smiling face in the photo almost every night. Hearing him say this, knowing how much he loved me, I was moved to tears. Half-crying and half-laughing, he said, "Darling, from now on, don't masturbate to my picture anymore. Just say hello when you miss me, and I'll come play with you, okay?"

That night, we truly didn't waste a moment. The caressing and making love never stopped. We both seemed to have inexhaustible energy, going at least seven or six times. It was the happiest and most enjoyable night of my life.

The next morning, he told me not to go to work and to rest. I rested for three days straight, playing sexual games with Huang Sheng for three consecutive nights. Tomorrow, He Qiang was returning from Dongguan, and for the last time, Huang Sheng was even more eager and cherished it.

I thought to myself: as long as I can satisfy this new sexual expert's desires, I'll do anything. Women are naturally wondrous creatures. In the past, if a strange man even glanced at me, I would call him a pervert. But tonight, I volunteered to serve Huang Sheng: to suck his penis. And I stipulated that his semen could only be ejaculated in my mouth, not inside my vagina. That night, twice, just as he was about to ejaculate, I held it in my mouth and swallowed it.

He thanked me profusely, calling me "Little Mom": "Oh, oh, oh... Wen... you're so good... you love me so much... I love you so much... Little Mom... you're so good... I'll never forget... your feelings... oh... oh... ah... ah..."

He thanked me profusely, calling me "Little Mom": "Oh, oh, oh... Wen... you're so good... you love me so much... Little Mom... you're so good... I'll never forget... your feelings... oh... oh... ah... ah... so noble... so great... you're even better than my mother... Little Mom... thank you so much..."

After I swallowed his semen twice, he was deeply moved. Around midnight, to thank me and repay my kindness, he made me lie down with my buttocks raised, and he licked the mysterious little hole between my buttocks. This mysterious little hole, it's mysterious in some ways, and not mysterious in others. It depends on who you're talking about.

It was mysterious to most people, but to my husband, Mr. Zhang, and especially Mr. Huang, it lost its mystique. They knew better than I did what my insides looked like, so it held no mystery for them.

I understood his meaning, so I lay on the bed, raising my buttocks high. I let him lick from my anus to the opening, until I was completely wet and gushing.

He wanted to play a game of anal penetration, and I agreed, saying, "Whatever makes you happy."

He made me reach behind him, grab his large penis, and forcefully shoved it into my anus, thrusting hard.

"Ouch...it hurts...it wouldn't hurt...that would be a lie...ouch...ouch...ouch...my anus..."

Although it hurt a lot at first, I felt a warm feeling in my heart. After all, we truly love each other. [The End]

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