Green in the past continuous tense (09)

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09. Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye. That afternoon, Chen, dressed in light blue jeans and a white blouse, rushed out of school, took a taxi back to Dong's house. As soon as Chen entered, Dong pressed her against the door. The two kissed, and Dong unbuckled Chen's belt, slipping his hand inside. Chen's hand also slipped into Dong's shorts, stroking himself. Chen made "smacking" sounds from below. "Quick, baby, turn around and lean against the door." "How can we do this here? Someone will hear!" Chen refused, glaring at Dong. "Please, sister, I beg you," Dong pleaded, "I've been holding back for four or five days waiting for your period to end, please listen to me." "Use a condom, what if you get pregnant?" "Didn't you give me birth control pills, Xiaowen? Besides, will you feel comfortable with a condom on?" "..." Chen remained silent, glanced at Dong, turned around, and said, "Use a little less force, don't let the people in the hallway hear." "Didn't I tell you to wear that white dress? This is so troublesome." Dong grumbled as he pulled down Chen's jeans. Chen's pants and underwear were pulled down to her knees. Holding onto the door, Chen arched her body and stuck out her round, white buttocks as Dong requested. Dong groped Chen's crotch, chuckled, and said, "My darling is so horny." Chen twisted her buttocks in dissatisfaction. Dong pressed his hard penis against Chen's vulva, first getting the glans wet with Chen's vaginal fluid, then parting her labia, and thrusting it all the way in. Both groaned simultaneously. The sounds of penis and vagina rubbing together, flesh colliding, and the panting of a man and a woman echoed faintly in the corridor. Inside the room, between a man and a woman, drops of clear, viscous fluid slowly dripped, staining their trousers. "Faster, faster, it's coming..." Chen groaned, panting, her body writhing. "..." "Faster, I can't stand anymore, ah, faster...faster..." Chen gritted her teeth, a few strands of hair brushing against her lips. Chen let out a soft "woo," her body trembling a few times, then she clung motionless to the door. Dong remained still, his penis still inside Chen's vagina, making soft hissing sounds, as if sensing the spasms of her vagina during her orgasm. "Take it out, I can't stand anymore," Chen said, clinging to the door. Dong pulled his penis out of Chen's vagina, smeared with her bodily fluids. Holding it erect, Dong said, "Baby, you can't just ignore your brother after you've had your fun." Chen hurriedly pulled up her pants, glancing back at Dong, and said, "Who cares about you!" She paused, looked down at her crotch, and complained, "Look at you! I told you to take everything off, but you wouldn't listen. Look at my pants, they're all covered in this, I just changed them today." "They're covered in your juices," she pleaded, then said, "Give me a blowjob, baby." Chen fastened her belt, looking at Dong's wet penis, her face flushing, and said, "No!" "Please, baby, just once," Dong took Chen's small hand, making her touch it, "You already did it last time, didn't you?" "..." "Baby..." "Just once." Chen squatted down, looking at the wet glans, her small mouth... She opened her mouth, took it in, and sucked on it. She pretended to get up, but Dong held her down. Dong said, "Suck on it again, baby, it feels so good." Chen looked up at Dong, staring at him and saying, "I knew you'd cheat!" She then smacked her lips on the glans again, and the penis in front of her swayed violently up and down in the air. Dong panted, "You're killing me, baby… quick, lick the shaft, suck on the balls." Chen tilted her head, looking up at Dong's expression, while her lips slowly moved down Dong's penis, taking his scrotum in her mouth. She smacked it a few times and asked softly, "Like this?" Dong made a few "slurping" sounds, reaching out to stroke Chen's hair, staring into her eyes: "Use more force, baby, it feels so good, you're really my little angel…" Seeing Dong's enjoyment, Chen's eyes shone, and she put the other testicle in her mouth. "Lick your asshole again, baby…" Dong groaned. "Don't lick! It's too dirty!" "Just once, I've already washed it." "Don't lick!" "Okay, okay, I won't lick it then. Hurry up, baby, lick something else, don't stop." Inside the room, in front of the door, there were sucking sounds and the man's panting and groaning. "I can't take it anymore," Chen said with a pained expression, looking up at Dong. "My legs are going to go numb from squatting." "Go over there, baby," Dong pointed to the carpet in front of the sofa. "Kneel there." Chen knelt on the carpet, and Dong stood in front of her with his erect penis, the glans almost touching Chen's nose. Chen's expression was a little unnatural, and she pouted and said, "What do you take me for? Is this how you treat a woman?"
"Baby," Dong said, "Listen to me, hurry up and suck it. Didn't I tell you? Sex is about mutual pleasure. What's this about treating someone badly? Do you know how sexy you look kneeling right now? How many men are eager to fuck you? Please, baby, I'm so engorged." "..." Chen looked at the throbbing penis in front of her and put it in her mouth. After an unknown amount of time, in the living room, Chen, neatly dressed, was kneeling on the carpet, her hands supporting Dong's knees. Dong's hands pressed her head down between his legs, and Dong's buttocks were moving faster and faster. Chen made "woo-woo" sounds, pushing away with her hands, but Dong held her head tightly... Dong suddenly stopped moving, his body trembling violently a few times. Chen made a few "oh oh" sounds in her throat, suddenly increasing the pressure, shaking her head off, and finally her mouth was free from Dong's penis. Dong looked at Chen, panting. Chen lay on the floor, coughing and gagging, vomiting white stuff onto the ground. "What are you doing?!" Chen stood up, glared at Dong, and walked towards the door with a cold face. At the door, Dong grabbed her and pressed her against the door. "Let go!" Chen glared at Dong, clearly really angry. "Baby, don't be angry, it's my fault, I won't do it again next time." "Let go!" "Please, baby, come on, hit me." Dong kissed Chen. Chen turned her head away. Dong kissed her again, saying, "Baby, you look so beautiful even when you're angry." Chen turned away again, staring at Dong and saying, "How can you treat someone like this! Do you know you almost choked me to death just now!" "I'm sorry, baby, come on, give me a kiss." "..." Dong sucked on Chen's lips. Chen returned the kiss. Dong's tongue pried open Chen's mouth. Chen turned away, saying, "I have... um, it's dirty in my mouth, don't kiss me." Dong ignored her and kissed her again, saying, "It's not dirty, baby, nothing in your mouth is dirty." Chen opened her mouth, and their tongues intertwined. Panting. Dong's hand reached into Chen's clothes and touched Chen's breasts. Chen closed her eyes and moaned. Dong put Chen's hand on his gradually hardening penis and said, "Baby, do you want more?" Chen blushed and glared at Dong: "You don't know what's wrong with you, it's hard again." Dong grinned wickedly: "It's not your fault, who told you to be so beautiful, baby." Chen hesitated. "Come on, baby," Chen said. "There's no time, Jing's coming back." "Isn't Jing out of school at five? It's still early." "I still have to cook!" Chen glared at Dong again. "I also need to wash up and change my pants." "Then let's hurry up and get to work." Dong kissed Chen. Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "No! Who knows when you'll be out!" "Then let me kiss you again." Dong said, kissing Chen's lips again. After a long while, Chen broke free from Dong and said, "I really have to go." Dong nodded. Chen said again, "By the way, when I'm home, don't call so often. My daughter is smart; she'll get suspicious." "Okay. By the way, let's go to Wenwen's place together another day." Chen blushed and scolded, "You pervert!" Chen went home. Jing was on the sofa eating an apple and watching TV. "Mom, you're back so early too." Chen's face paled instantly. She asked, "Xiaojing, when did you get back?" "Our last class was canceled at the last minute, and the teacher told us those who don't live on campus to study at home. Hmm? Mom, why are you all sweaty? It's not hot outside." "..." Chen said, "Ah... I was just thinking of exercising, so I ran up the stairs instead of taking the elevator."
That night, around nine o'clock, "I" returned home after seeing a client. Chen was watching TV in the living room in her pajamas. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "I" went over and sat next to Chen, putting my arm around her. "Didn't you say you didn't need to wait for me?" "
Why did you drink so much again?" Chen leaned against "me" and said, "I'll make you a cup of tea."
"Hmm," I nodded, "Is Xiaojing asleep?" Jing then pushed open her bedroom door, "Dad, I can't do this problem, come here for a second." "Ask your mom, she's a teacher." "Oh, it's a physics problem, my mom doesn't know how to do it." Jing sat at her desk, working on the problem. After I explained it to her, I stood behind her watching her solve it. Jing had shoulder-length hair, and her light-colored floral pajama top was unbuttoned at the collar. Her round breasts looked glossy, as if they were coated with oil. I stared at them, speechless. Jing's face slowly turned red. Suddenly, she stopped writing, threw her pen on the table, looked up at me, and scolded, "How can I write when you're staring at me?!" Before I could answer, Jing said again, "Dad, let me rub your head, to help you sober up." Without letting me refuse, she got up and pressed me into a chair. I sat in the chair, closed my eyes, and remained silent. Jing placed her hands on my temples, gently massaging them, without saying a word. Under the lamplight, Jing's face glowed red, her eyes blinking rapidly. She moved forward little by little, finally pressing her chest against the back of my head. At that moment, we both froze, Jing's hands still, and the room fell silent. After a while, Jing's hands moved again, and she said, "Dad, does it feel good?" I coughed and said, "Yes, my daughter's little hands feel the best." Jing leaned forward, her round breasts pressing tightly against my neck, and whispered in my ear, "Pretend you're stupid! You know what I'm saying!" I didn't speak. Jing softly added, "Dad, I have everything Mom has!" I gasped, remaining silent. Jing lowered her hands, took my hand, and slowly placed it against her clothes on her breast. My hand froze there, trembling. Jing closed her eyes, breathing softly. After a while, she whispered, "Dad, you can touch me." My hand remained still, my whole body trembling. Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Chen stood in the doorway with a fruit platter. I jumped up and looked at Chen. Chen looked into the room, then at me, then at Jing, paused for a moment, and smiled, saying, "I brought some fruit for Xiao Jing."
I gave a soft "hmm" and hurriedly walked out of the room, not daring to look at Chen, saying, "I'm going to take a shower."
"Mom!" Jing looked angry, staring at Chen, "Why didn't you knock! Really, you scared me!" After showering, I returned to the bedroom. Chen was lying on the bed, looking at me. When I walked to the bedside, Chen pulled back the covers to see my expression. I stared at Chen. Her white lace bra barely covered half of her small breasts, and her panties were only tied around her waist with two strips of cloth. A thin, triangular piece of white silk pressed tightly against her vulva, the slit in the middle vaguely visible. I froze, my throat moving incessantly. "Do you like it?" Chen said, "Sister Wen picked it out for me." I nodded, opened the drawer next to me, and went to get a condom. Chen leaned over and snatched the condom from my hand, throwing it aside. "Don't use this," she said, "I've taken my medication." I stood by the bed. Chen lay on the bed and slowly pulled down my underwear, staring at my erection. She looked up at me and said, "Shall I give you a blowjob?" My erection jumped in the air, but avoided Chen's mouth. I said, "No. No need." A hint of disappointment appeared on Chen's face. I leaned down and gently touched her face, saying, "You're my wife. I said I'd cherish you for life. I can't let you do such a dirty thing." After everything calmed down, I fell into a deep sleep. Chen lay to one side, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. This weekend, Chen, Wen, and Dong finished shopping and sat on the stone steps by the square. Wen kept whispering something in Chen's ear, teasing her. Chen blushed, sometimes looking angry, and reached out to pinch Wen. A black Audi pulled up under a tree next to them. The front door opened, and a burly man stepped out and walked towards them. Dong's face turned deathly pale as he looked at the man. Chen noticed too, glancing at Dong strangely before looking up at the man. The man stopped in front of them, ignoring the two women, and stared at Dong, saying calmly, "Brother Qian wants you to come over." Without waiting for Dong's reply, he turned and went back to his car. "Who is it?" Chen asked. Dong remained pale, and Wen turned her head away, silent and expressionless. "Who is this guy?" Chen asked again. Dong Chongchen smiled, but it sounded like he was crying. He said, "You guys wait here, I'll be back in a bit."
Dong got into the car. A middle-aged man was sitting in the back seat. After Dong settled in, the man reached out and said indifferently, "Alright, give me the phone. Hmm, from today onwards, you're done." Dong reached into his pocket, pulled out the phone halfway, but hesitated for a long time, looking at the middle-aged man. He said, "Give me a little more time..." The middle-aged man looked at Dong without speaking. "Um, um, she hasn't completely let go yet." The middle-aged man still looked at Dong, remaining silent for a long time. Finally, he said indifferently, "It was the Crown Prince who said it." Dong put the phone in the middle-aged man's hand, paused, turned his head to look at Chen outside the window, and said again, "Could you give me a few more days, just a few more? Record a few more..." The middle-aged man stared at Dong, his eyes unreadable. Dong reached for the car door and said, "Okay, I understand." Dong got out of the car and returned to Chen's side. Chen looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Dong looked at Wen, who looked back at him and said, "I was just reporting on my work; it's none of my business." Chen was even more confused, looking at Dong and then at Wen: "What exactly happened?" The next day, Chen couldn't contact Dong; both of his phone numbers were unreachable. After school that afternoon, she knocked on Dong's door, but no one answered. She called Wen, who said she didn't know where Dong had gone. A week later, at school, the phone Dong had given her finally received a text message from him, telling Chen to go to the Jinqiao Hotel. Chen called, but the phone was switched off. At 7 p.m., Chen, feeling uneasy, arrived at the Jinqiao Hotel at the time indicated on the phone, took the key card from the front desk, and went upstairs. Chen opened the door, her body trembled, and she stared blankly at the room, frozen in place. A man sat on a chair in the hallway, lazily fiddling with a phone in his hand. He looked up at Chen, a faint smile playing on his lips. After a long while, the man's languid voice rang out: "What? Don't you recognize me?" (Posted by Ye Xuanxingchen, +8 gold coins, shared, and a red envelope is offered!)

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