She sold her body to secure the contract.

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That was ten years ago. My husband's decoration company was on the verge of collapse. They
had taken out loans for several renovation projects, but after completing the work, they couldn't get paid due to the triangular debt problem in the construction industry.

If they couldn't secure the renovation contract for our company's new building, they really wouldn't survive.

That day, my husband invited Lao Li to our house for dinner, hoping to improve his relationship with Lao Li and try his best to

secure .

Lao Li wasn't a bad person; he had always been polite and

approachable .

That day at home, we inevitably had a few drinks. My husband has a low alcohol tolerance, and with Lao Li having worked in

the engineering department for so many years, the alcohol quickly tested him. My husband started talking a lot, calling Lao Li "brother," and even

invited me to drink a few drinks with him. Lao Li remained calm

throughout Once, when I looked down, I noticed his gaze boldly peering into the neckline of my dress

.

I felt something was wrong and tried to persuade my husband to stop drinking, but he actually scolded me, saying

that women should just serve men when they drink.

Feeling depressed, I drank a few sips of my drink and went to bed to sulk.

I don't have a high tolerance for alcohol, and I fell asleep without realizing it.

After some time, when the living room was quiet, I suddenly felt a hot hand on

my knee, slowly moving upwards.

The hand was rough, but the heat felt so good that I didn't want to wake up.

The hand slowly moved upwards, so slowly, so comfortably, that I unconsciously opened

my legs to let it go further inside.

The hand didn't disappoint; it accurately slipped inside my underwear, pulling it

open. I felt a cool sensation in my damp genitals, followed by a warm finger that rubbed against my vulva a couple of

times before inserting a finger.

I couldn't help but hum in response, but I didn't get up to stop it. I just wanted it to go deeper. They say alcohol makes people lose control,

and yes, I wanted that fulfilling feeling. I couldn't help but mutter, "Honey, um~ come on~"

Suddenly, that hand withdrew! I thought my husband had gone to take off his clothes, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement

. The empty, itchy feeling in my lower body came over me, and I couldn't help but rub my legs together tightly, twisting my body a few times to

show my dissatisfaction. My face was burning, and my breasts were swollen. My two nipples stood proudly erect, pressing against my

lace bra, making me feel itchy. I couldn't help but stroke my breasts with one hand, pressing my nipples with my thumb and forefinger

towards the cleavage a few times, panting heavily. I shyly put my other hand in front of my eyes to block

my view—I was still shy after all. If I hadn't been drinking, I definitely wouldn't have moved like that.

Suddenly, I heard a sharp sound of a belt buckle being unbuckled by the bedside, accompanied by a man's heavy breathing. A desire

rose , and my legs clenched tightly, becoming wet and slippery again.

A moment later, or perhaps a long time later, I heard a "clink"

sound. I knew it was the sound of the man's belt buckle falling to the ground. I couldn't help but gasp

, my heart screaming, "Come on, come on!" The man seemed to hear my inner cry. He climbed

on top of me, his large hands clamping my knees like vises. With a forceful pull, my tightly clenched legs opened. The man knelt

between my legs, pulling them from his waist. I couldn't help but groan as I felt something

hot and hard pressing against my wet patch. I felt a surge of pleasure. My husband hadn't been this

domineering , far from his usual gentleness. But somehow, I actually liked this domineering, even

rough, feeling.

The man gripped my right knee with one hand, forcefully pulling it to the side, while his other hand pulled my panties

apart , exposing my entire genitals! I let out a soft moan of resistance. This position, so wide open…

it was too shameful! The man didn't give me a chance to express my dissatisfaction. With a cry of "Ah!", a huge

glans shoved inside! It was so thick! So hard! A sudden unease flashed through my mind—this wasn't my husband! A

thunderbolt struck my head. I flung away the hand blocking my eyes, twisting my hips as I opened them… It was

Lao Li! I screamed, "Lao Li, what are you doing?"

Lao Li hadn't expected me to struggle. In that moment of hesitation, I broke free. A few moments later, Lao Li continued

thrusting towards my inner thigh. We both cried out simultaneously—it hurt so much! My vaginal opening was somewhat back;

from the pubic hair down was a groove that extended almost to near the anus before the entrance. Although the groove

was soft , the pubic bone inside was hard, making penetration difficult if I wasn't willing.

Lao Li clearly hadn't expected the second attempt to fail, which only fueled his desire to conquer.

He panted heavily and said, "Girl, just let me do it once, and I'll do all the renovations for your house!

"

I was furious! This was utterly shameless! "What do you take me for!" I struggled even harder, shouting

, "You bastard! What do you take me for!"

How could I possibly be a match for someone who's always on construction projects? In no time, Old Li pinned me down, and I rolled

onto my stomach. Old Li pressed down on me, my hands unable to gain any leverage.

With one hand on me, he reached behind me and slipped his other hand inside my anus. My anus and vaginal opening were very close; although

I tightly clamped my legs together, he still managed to reach my vaginal opening.

Old Li said, "Little sister, look how wet you are. You want it too, don't you? Weren't you just horny on the bed

?"

A wave of shame washed over me, because I had indeed wanted it. Old Li's fingers went deeper and

began to thrust.

In despair, I cried out, "Husband, come quick!"

Old Li chuckled at my cry, pressing his entire body against my back and whispering in my

ear, "Little sister, just let me do it. Your husband and I have agreed, we'll do it, this project

will be yours!"

It was agreed!!! I suddenly felt betrayed! I refused to believe it, and shouted again, "Husband,

come quick!"

But instead, I heard my husband's familiar snoring coming from the living room.

My heart sank into an abyss, my mind went blank, and my whole body felt limp, unable to

move.

Suddenly, I felt something burning hot penetrate me from behind. Instinctively, I twisted my hips, but...

But it couldn't stop its advance at all; the path was so slippery… I groaned as

half of it —it was too thick! I felt a tearing at the entrance of my vagina, but I couldn't care less; my heart was dead.

My soul seemed to float away, drifting to the roof, watching helplessly as the man on the bed

inserted his thick, long penis into my vagina, which no longer belonged to me. My folds squeezed against the large

penis forced its way through my tight vagina. The woman being penetrated didn't seem like myself, yet the feeling of fullness became increasingly

real and clear.

A tear rolled down my cheek; I had lost my virginity.

Old Li, as if enjoying a work of art, slowly inserted his penis, which was much thicker and longer than my husband's

, until it was completely inside, before letting out a hissing exclamation: "Girl, you're so tight, you don't look like

a woman who's given birth at all!"

I was speechless, and didn't want to speak, only wanting to end this nightmare as soon as possible.

Old Li seemed to understand my thoughts, and without further ado, began to thrust.

My soul, floating on the rooftop, watched Old Li, like an old, worn-out pile driver, slowly

and rhythmically thrusting in and out. At first, I felt a little pain, but then the impact became increasingly numb

. Eventually, my soul seemed unable to stay on the rooftop any longer, because Old Li's slow,

rhythmic thrusts seemed to resonate with my heartbeat. Each time he thrust in deeply, my heart

jumped upwards, and when he withdrew, it felt like it returned to its original position. He would thrust again, the heart would jump again, and then drop back down. This constant thrusting and

rising my soul back from the rooftop to my body, the feeling becoming increasingly pronounced.

Each withdrawal from Old Li felt like being in a weightless elevator, my heart felt like it jumped from my chest to my throat, only to return

to its original position upon thrusting again.

The slapping sounds were like the unchanging rhythm of a second hand, yet each second felt

longer and longer to me. I couldn't help but start sticking out my buttocks, welcoming Old Li's thrusts.

Old Li noticed this change and became excited.

He changed from lying on top of me to kneeling on the bed, his two large hands gripping my waist and lifting me up, so I

involuntarily knelt down as well.

Old Li, panting heavily, grinned and chuckled softly, "Little sister, enjoying it?"

I suddenly felt a wave of shame; the slapping and squelching sounds assaulted my eardrums, as if reminding

me: my vagina was getting wetter and wetter! Old Li continued his unhurried thrusting, each time

pushing my waist back with both hands, making each impact deeper and more powerful! I couldn't care less about shame anymore

. My face flushed red, my neck stiffened, my lower abdomen protruded, and I involuntarily let out "ah ah"

sounds. These moans, tinged with a hint of crying, were unstoppable once they started. Old Li seemed

encouraged , increasing the speed of his thrusts, and asked in a trembling voice, "Little sister, is it good?"

Ahhhhh! I didn't care about anything else, I just wanted to scream desperately, as if every pore on my body was

wide open, floating on clouds, higher and higher, higher and higher. Suddenly, my body tensed,

and I plummeted from the clouds, screaming like I was on a roller coaster! Old Li also screamed, suddenly stopping at my deepest point. Then

, a burst of hot, high-pressure water shot into the depths of my vagina, scalding me and causing

spasms . This feeling was so good! I didn't feel ashamed of being ejaculated inside; instead, I

exclaimed from the bottom of my heart: So this is what sex can feel like! "Squeak!"

[The End]

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