Jingfen's Single Diary Part 1 - Jingfen's Uniform

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Where to begin? After graduating from university, I started working at a bank with Ailing. We were just hired interns, so our salaries were pitifully low.
Sometimes I envied those who got jobs through recruitment exams; they might not have million-dollar annual salaries, but at least they wouldn't have to worry about work anymore.
I met him because he was my junior in university. He was tall and thin with a cute baby face. When he saw me at school, he would always call me "senior sister" and chat with me endlessly.
I liked him then, but only as a younger brother; I didn't have any special feelings for him, especially since I had a boyfriend at the time.
Not long after graduation, I broke up with my boyfriend for a simple reason: he was going abroad to continue his studies and couldn't be with me.
Later, I started dating him because of working at the bank. In my second year at the bank, he suddenly appeared before me one day; it turned out that after graduation, he had found a job as an accounting assistant, which required him to go to the bank every day, and his company happened to be one of our bank's clients.
Over time, we started seeing each other frequently—eating, drinking tea, going on dates, watching movies—and eventually, we naturally became a couple. He's a Gemini, and sometimes I'm genuinely surprised; he's exactly like the Gemini described in astrology books: curious, innocent, and kind. He's intelligent, talented, humorous, and understanding.
With him, I never had to worry about being bored; he always had a head full of mischievous ideas and bad schemes.
After dating for six months, we moved in together. Perhaps it's because I'm used to freedom; I rented an apartment off-campus during university, and currently, I have no plans to go back home to support my parents. Honestly, it's just that I'm playful.
I go wherever I want with my friends, come home as late as I want, and wear whatever skirt I want, haha.
Not long after we moved in together, I discovered one of his very peculiar "sexual interests."
One day, I came home from work, carrying a large bag of household items I'd just bought at Watsons.
As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a foul odor.
The sink was piled high with dishes, making our 14-square-meter apartment reek.
I put my things on the dining table, turned on the tap, put on gloves, and started washing the dishes.
Soon after, I heard the sound of keys turning in the door; he had come home from work. As usual, he tossed his keys on the table and sprawled on the sofa to watch TV.
"Baby, what are you doing?" "Watching TV, washing dishes." "Baby, how about we go for barbecue today?" "No, we just had it last week..." We chatted casually about our daily pre-meal topics.
Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around my waist from behind, startling me.
He pressed himself against my back, holding me tightly. "What are you doing?" "Your hair smells so good." "Don't mess around, you'll get it wet..." He still held me tightly, kissing my neck and ears, making me feel ticklish.
I tried to push him away, but my gloves were covered in soap suds.
"No..." He completely ignored me. His hands, which were originally around my waist, began to move upwards, slowly sliding over my abdomen and caressing my breasts... "Hey, no..." I hadn't changed out of my bank uniform yet, and the fleece vest over my silk shirt was already "super-fitting," especially with my D-cup size, making the vest look tight and taut. With his kneading, I was worried the buttons would pop off... He probably noticed, so he unbuttoned the second and third buttons of the vest. I felt a sense of relief, but then, unexpectedly, his hands went directly inside the vest... >< Oh my god, the silk shirt was so thin, it felt like his hands were directly kneading my breasts.
His thumb and forefinger skillfully found my nipples; with a gentle pinch, I felt like I was being electrocuted, and involuntarily let out a soft moan.
"Ah..." My whole body started to heat up, and I could only twist and struggle slightly, afraid of splashing water from his hands.
His right hand kneaded my back wantonly, while his left hand pushed my cheek to the right, kissing me greedily, as if he wanted to suck my tongue into his mouth.
"Wait...wait a minute..." I turned my body to the side, turning my head away, finally finding a chance to call for a pause.
"Let me take off my gloves first..." He hugged me from behind, waiting for me to take off my gloves... He suddenly picked me up and carried me to the bed, "laying" me down on top of me.
"Wait a minute...let me take off my clothes first..." "No, don't take them off."
He rubbed against me, and I felt that he was particularly interested today.
"Baby, I'll help you take them off."
Hearing him say that, I guessed that maybe he wanted to show some manly tenderness.
He started kissing me, cheeks, mouth, neck, ears, his passionate breathing made me feel that he was different today... He kissed me while unbuttoning my clothes... The vest was completely unbuttoned, and I instinctively turned my body, pulling my hand away to help him take it off. But he held me down, seemingly not wanting me to remove the vest, and then started unbuttoning my shirt... Button after button was undone, but he showed no intention of taking off a single garment from me. I lay on the bed, "disheveled," confused as we made love.
He seemed bewitched, his whole being throbbing with desire, gently kissing and caressing me.
My chest was only covered by my bra, and as I expected, he only unhooked the back, lifting the bra and leaving it hanging on my body, without any intention of taking it off. As soon as
my breasts were exposed, he seemed to have found his target; his hands rubbed them, his mouth sucked, neither resting.
I loved his tongue. The sensation of his teasing my nipples felt like my most intimate part being held in my mouth by my lover.
So every time he teased me, I would moan softly. If his tongue moved back and forth, I would moan even more intensely—a reward for him, I suppose. But what I feared most was his gentle biting of my nipples. Whenever he got carried away, he would unconsciously give them a light bite; it hurt so much, but I couldn't get angry at that moment. So if he bit me, I would remain unmoved, letting him lose interest and retreat.
My upper body was finally drenched in sweat, and then his hands, of course, moved to more mysterious, more sensitive places… He… My tight skirt was pulled up to my waist, and his hands rubbed my inner thighs. My pantyhose made it easier for his hands to slide along my legs. It was the first time I'd been caressed while wearing pantyhose, and it was an indescribable feeling, like being caressed while wearing pants—somewhat arousing, but not too embarrassing. This
part of our lovemaking was always the hardest for me. It wasn't discomfort, but rather the unbearable... because I knew he would touch my private parts, the most sensitive spot, but I didn't know when he would actually touch them. I felt a sense of anticipation, but I couldn't say it outright, so I could only wait, half-heartedly. The higher his hand moved between my legs, the faster my heart pounded and my breathing became.
He shamelessly stroked my thighs, several times almost reaching my genitals, then suddenly putting it back down. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and my legs involuntarily parted, allowing him to begin caressing my genitals.
As he caressed me, I reflexively squeezed my legs together tightly, moaning as I felt my underwear starting to get slightly damp.
I thought: He'll probably make me take off my pantyhose, right? Even if not, at least take one off and leave the other on, like in porn.
My moans let him know I wanted it too... He took off his clothes, and I could immediately tell he was in top condition! No! It was a rare, special condition! He lay down, and it was my turn to serve him. I held his testicles in one hand and his penis in the other, and the tip, of course, was my tongue... If my visual assessment wasn't accurate enough, this "oral test" proved his penis was definitely in a special condition.
Usually, reaching the top condition requires my oral test, but today's special condition made my oral test a bit difficult... To be frank, today I had to swallow it all the way down to get it to the bottom! >< Oh my god! He told me to turn around, and we switched to a 69 position. I lay on top of him, exposing my most private parts to him without reservation... And I could only try to melt the ever-growing ice cream in front of me with my warm lips and soft tongue, like licking ice cream.
Suddenly! I heard a tearing sound! "Ah! What are you doing?" I turned around in surprise and asked him. He ignored me and continued to tear my pantyhose at the crotch.
"Don't pull it, I'll just take it off."
I pleaded with him in a coquettish voice... "It's okay, I'll buy you ten pairs another day."
Although he said that, I was still reluctant, but what could I do since it was already torn?>< After he tore a big hole in my pantyhose, he turned around and pressed me down on the bed... He got up and started looking at my disheveled appearance, like admiring his prey being bullied.
I covered my breasts with one hand and my crotch with the other... I felt like his eyes were about to spit fire. I was a little scared, but also a little expectant.
He looked at me, revealed an evil smile, and started kissing me.
"Baby, do you know, I'm going to sleep with a bank teller today." "
That's when I realized; I was still wearing my work uniform.>< He gently kissed my lips, then slowly kissed my neck, chest, stomach, lower abdomen... until he reached my private parts.
He pulled down my underwear and began licking my clitoris... I placed my hands on his head, and his face was buried between my legs.
'Mmm...'" "I started moaning, and the louder I moaned, the more enthusiastically he licked.
Every time we got to this point, I would try to challenge myself and not get too high, but the more I suppressed it, the more sensitive I became.
In the end, I would always be unable to bear it and squeeze my thighs together, then shrink back further and further.
He would always forcefully pry my thighs open with his hands, and then make me feel like I was in heaven... He also knew another weakness of mine, which was my buttocks... As long as he grabbed my buttocks hard, my lower body muscles would tighten as if I were being electrocuted, and my waist would straighten.
I asked a few of my sisters, and they felt the same way. They said it was a reflex.
So whenever my private parts couldn't resist his tongue, and I was about to squeeze my legs together to catch my breath..." Sometimes, as soon as he reaches under my buttocks and grabs hard, I immediately feel like I'm being electrocuted, arching my back and lifting my buttocks to "offer my private parts to him." I obediently offer my private parts to him... Every time he uses this move, it's probably when I'm about to collapse. And today, he seems to be particularly rough. While licking, he already has his hands under my buttocks. I don't dare to back down or shrink back, afraid that his hands will suddenly grab my buttocks hard—that feeling is like being electrocuted! Oh my god, what should I do? My moans as my clitoris is being licked so hard have become his cheers. For several moments, I've started to feel dizzy. If his hands suddenly grab my buttocks... I'm afraid I'll faint. But I know that the mischievous him won't let me off easily... Finally... "Ah!" I suddenly moaned very loudly.
My groan was about to lead me to utter ruin, but I couldn't resist. His hands were gripping my buttocks tightly, kneading and squeezing them repeatedly... The sensation was like waves of electric shocks, my back arching as high as it could go. Hearing my groan, he didn't miss the chance, frantically sucking on my clitoris that I offered to him... I screamed wildly, my waist trembling, my eyes blurring, and my body heat rushing to my brain.
I broke down... I don't know if it was his saliva or my own fluids, but the bed was soaked... He got up, looking at me with a smug look.
I was still basking in the afterglow of my orgasm.
We both knew the final, most exciting stage was about to begin.
I deliberately struck a seductive pose; I turned to the side, crossing my legs straight across, the black stockings under my tight skirt making my already long legs even more alluring.
I yanked my skirt up to my waist with one hand, trying to cover my private parts, which I knew I couldn't hide... My upper body was tattered, making me look pitiful.
Seeing me like this, he seemed excited, like he was about to feast on a delicious meal.
"Baby, I'm going in now,"
he said gently, spreading my legs into an M-shape. He carefully pulled down my underwear and held my legs with both hands.
I felt him thrust his hips forward, and his hard penis easily slid into my already wet vagina... "Ah..." It was like a natural reaction; the moment his penis entered, I inexplicably wanted to moan. And today's feeling was much more special than usual—first, I was still wearing my bank uniform, and second, his penis; both its hardness and size felt better than usual, and it had only lasted less than ten minutes... Oh my god, he'd only thrust a few dozen times, and the feeling of my breaking point seemed to be intensifying again... I gripped the sheets tightly, my breathing quickened, and my moans grew faster and faster with the rhythm of his thrusts... Each thrust went so deep, especially the moment he pulled out; it felt like the tip of his penis was enormous, scraping against the tender walls of my vagina, every inch of which was just as sensitive as my clitoris... He kept going in and out, scraping hard, repeating this endlessly, his waist like a machine, showing no sign of stopping... I knew that if this continued, I would definitely break down again soon, but I couldn't stop him; I could only look at him pleadingly, letting out even more pitiful moans... This series of thrusts, accompanied by a series of moans, was driving me crazy... "No..." I couldn't help but moan out those words, it was so embarrassing.
He smiled at me, slowly slowing down, and leaned down; "Baby, don't want what?" I was too ashamed to answer, and seeing him lean down, I simply hugged him tightly and silenced his mouth with a kiss.
I knew he loved sucking my tongue, so I deliberately stuck my tongue out for him to suck. Our tongues teased each other for a while, and then he started sucking on my tongue, but I didn't expect this wicked guy to deliberately thrust his lower body hard a couple of times while kissing, making me moan in his mouth>< Finally, I could catch my breath, I didn't collapse this time>< He pulled his penis out, and I suddenly felt a void in my private parts... He put his hands on my waist, signaling me that it was time to change positions.
I knew he was going to come from behind, so I got up and lay face down on the bed.
My uniform was completely unbuttoned, hanging on my body, the tight skirt bunched up at the waist, and my pantyhose had a large hole torn in the crotch. I hadn't even taken off my underwear. Oh my god, thank goodness I have two uniforms, otherwise how am I going to work tomorrow? I lay face down with my buttocks raised high. I always feel a little shy in this position. == I waited a while, but he didn't move. "What are you doing...?" I turned around and asked him. I saw him move to my side, and his hands began to caress my buttocks. He seemed fascinated by the feel of my pantyhose, his palms sliding over my buttocks and thighs. "Baby, don't move, you look so beautiful in this position."
I thought to myself: Strange, this isn't the first time we've done this position... Then I suddenly realized, ah! It must be the uniform I'm wearing! This guy... actually has this kind of sexual interest == So, like a model, I lay face down on the bed, motionless, letting him stroke me from head to toe several times... until he moved behind me, satisfied; "Baby, time to go in." He aimed his penis at my opening, held my buttocks with both hands, and with a powerful thrust of his waist, plunged into my deepest part in one go.
"Ah!" Although I knew he would do this, the feeling of such depth still made me scream especially loudly every time. He loved doing this, especially the sound of his body hitting my buttocks.
He began to thrust in and out of my tender hole, each thrust feeling like he wanted to pierce me; strong and powerful.
Plus, his penis, in excellent condition, was thrusting wildly and stiffly into my tender hole... All I could do was moan... I don't know how much time passed, or how many hundreds of thrusts I did... All I know is that I've collapsed again... My pantyhose between my thighs are soaked... But he shows no sign of letting me go. The sounds of my buttocks slamming against each other are making me feel incredibly ashamed.
But at this moment, I have no energy left to be ashamed. My tender hole has already been brutally penetrated hundreds of times by that rod, and it continues to be penetrated. The feeling before my collapse seems to be slowly returning... Oh my god... My screams fill the entire suite. The louder I scream, the harder he thrusts.
My third collapse is imminent, the feeling intensifying... My upper body is limply pressed against the bed, only my buttocks raised for him to do as he pleases... He holds my buttocks as if they were his own.
The rod continues to violently thrust into my wet, tender hole, and my moans reveal that I'm about to collapse... "Where will you cum today, baby?" Hearing him ask this breathlessly, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking; finally, I can rest... But strangely, knowing it was about to end made me want to seize the opportunity and enjoy this third breakdown^^ "Just a little longer..." I said coquettishly. "Okay, then I want to cum in your mouth." "No!" I immediately refused. I hate cumming in your mouth the most; the taste is awful.
But I know that he always wants to cum in my mouth and have me suck it clean for him>< "Then... can I cum inside..." He asked this, so I had to calculate the days... "Hmm... okay..." I couldn't refuse his second wish after refusing his first one, and it was actually my safe period anyway.
As soon as I agreed, a strong feeling came from my lower body, and that hard rod began to invade my tender hole again... "Ah..." "I started moaning too... The rod seemed to show no signs of fatigue, remaining as hard as it had at the beginning.
After a while, he probably got tired too, wanting to hold on a little longer. He stopped thrusting and began to twist and circle his waist.
The rod began to penetrate from different angles; the movements weren't intense, but the feeling was both numb and tingling.
'Ah...' The tender walls of my hole were scraped hard from all sides by the rod, leaving no stone unturned. >< Because it felt so good, I moaned and involuntarily began to twist my waist as well.
He noticed I was also enjoying it, and twisted even more intensely, constantly circling up, down, left, and right, thrusting fiercely from different angles... I screamed wildly; my tender hole had been thoroughly penetrated by him... >< 'Ah!'" Suddenly I cried out loudly; because he had started grabbing and kneading my buttocks again! Good heavens, I tensed up instantly, my buttocks tightened, and the tender walls of my vagina seemed to swell and contract, making the sensation of that huge rod thrusting in and out of my tender hole even more pronounced.
He seemed to feel it too; my tender hole contracted because my buttocks tightened… He kept grabbing and kneading my buttocks, his rod thrusting violently and relentlessly… I could only groan hoarsely… The intense sensations from both my buttocks and vagina were simultaneously attacking! The tender walls of my vagina were practically forced to fully experience the feeling of his rod scraping against them… Good heavens, I was going crazy.
“Ah… no… no…” He ignored me completely, continuing to enjoy the pleasure of his rod being gripped, thrusting faster and faster.
“Ah…” "My tight vagina was relentlessly assaulted by his penis, each thrust feeling like it was piercing my heart. The tender walls inside felt like they were about to be scorched by the burning rod..." "Ah..." With a scream, I finally collapsed again. The feeling of orgasm made my whole body feel like it was on fire, my waist and buttocks trembling slightly.
Just as this feeling of collapse was spreading, I felt a stream of hot semen shoot into my vagina... The rod inside my tender hole trembled a few times, and he slowly withdrew it... The tip of the rod was covered in sticky semen... I collapsed onto the bed, not caring that bodily fluids and semen were flowing down my thighs, which were already soaked.
"I'll have to wash the sheets again tomorrow..." He was still full of energy and smug, and began to help me take off my uniform so I could lie down and rest.
Since that day, I had tried to test his "sexual interest."
Strangely enough, no matter if I wore a super short miniskirt or low-waisted denim shorts, I could never arouse his "special" interest, and things never reached their peak.
Finally, I tried wearing a uniform and deliberately teasing him—wow, it was like a match made in heaven! Another time, on his birthday, I wore a uniform and made out with him, deliberately wearing newly bought stockings underneath to surprise him.
When he found out; oh my god! I can only say; I forgot how many times I broke down that day, but he actually ejaculated three times, all three times in my mouth>< I once asked him why he was so fond of uniforms. He gave a bunch of perfunctory answers I didn't believe... until I threatened him that if he didn't tell the truth, I wouldn't wear a uniform and do it with him, he finally stammered out the reason.
He said: when he sees a beautiful woman dressed neatly and cleanly, with proper manners, he really wants to make her feel embarrassed and miserable; it makes him feel a great sense of accomplishment.
(What? ==) He also said: Who doesn't like a neat, clean, and well-mannered woman? He wants her to be just as neat, clean, and well-mannered during sex.
I thought about these two answers for a long time and discussed them with my sisters for a long time... Our conclusions are: First reason: This kind of man is like a child, likes to cause trouble, and is only happy when things are neatly arranged are messed up.
Second reason: This kind of man is very naive; they think that a lady should be neat, clean, and well-mannered at work,
and should also be neat, clean, and well-mannered during sex .
Even during arguments, they should be neat and clean . She was always impeccably dressed.
Even when using the toilet, she had to be neat and clean. Impeccably dressed... enough already...
Jingfen's Single Diary Part Two - Ailing's Birthday
Two months have passed since I broke up with my junior. Sometimes, childish men are unbearable. He
was extremely jealous and controlling. We argued and talked several times, but in the end, I painfully broke up with him.
I moved into Ailing's rented apartment, a three-bedroom, two-living-room unit. Although it wasn't big, it was at least big enough for the two of us women to rely on each other.
Today is Ailing's birthday. Although I've been reflecting for two months, I'm still feeling down.
Ailing wanted to celebrate her birthday and also make me happy.
"Jingfen, bring casual clothes to the company tomorrow. We won't go home after work."
"Where are we going to celebrate?" "Don't ask, you'll find out tomorrow." "
The mischievous Ailing grinned slyly, seemingly quite pleased with her arrangement.
Ailing was the class darling in college, standing at 1.6 meters tall with a stylish short haircut.
Her charming face and large, watery eyes made her a heartthrob throughout her university years.
Most importantly, her sweet, childlike voice could melt anyone's heart when she spoke sweetly."
Compared to Ailing, we were completely different types. She liked short hair, while I preferred long hair.
Although I was taller than her, I was much more timid and introverted.
"Jingfen, what are you going to wear tomorrow?" I picked out a white dress from the closet, took it off the hanger, and tried it on for Ailing to see.
"How about this one?" "No, no, I'm wearing a short skirt tomorrow.
You have to wear something sexy too."
Ailing happily spread out the skirt in her hand for me to see.
"Wow, so short! You really dare to wear that?" A purple pencil skirt so short that even bending over might reveal too much.
Ailing, at 1.6 meters tall and with a slender figure, would definitely look stunning in it.
And so, we picked and chose; finally, I chose a black mini-skirt that I would never normally dare to wear, paired with a white sleeveless blouse with a ribbon knot at the chest.
The next day after work, we changed in the company's locker room, then smiled shyly at each other.
Ailing looked so beautiful in my eyes! A tight black top accentuated her full, rounded breasts, and her slender legs, framed by a super-short, narrow skirt and black high heels, were simply breathtaking.
Unexpectedly, Ailing said to me, "Jingfen, if I were a man, I'd rape you right now."
I turned and looked in the mirror—good heavens! I was so dressed I almost didn't dare leave the dressing room.
Except for the light makeup that made me look like a respectable woman, I was dressed like a sexy woman.
We linked arms, ran out of the company, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to our destination.
The car arrived at a pub, and after getting out, we found a restaurant, ate dinner, and planned to party all night.
Even just buying tickets at the pub entrance, we were bombarded with men trying to flirt with us.
Ailing said not to rush, we'd make our move when we saw someone good.
I truly admired Ailing's audacity.
Like fearless newborn calves, we boldly walked into the noisy nightclub.
Little did we know, we had already become prey in the eyes of the hunters… Entering the pub, the deafening music was irresistible. We first found a corner seat, and after a few beers, Ailing's cheeks flushed. She pulled me, slightly tipsy, and squeezed onto the dance floor in the center.
"Come on, let's dance,"
Ailing said, and we swayed slowly to the music... Ailing's graceful figure, slender waist, and rounded hips made me want to pull her into my arms as she swayed.
A moment later, two burly men approached us.
"Miss, can we switch partners?" They seemed to be trying to pick us up. Ailing pulled my hand, turned around, and squeezed to the other side of the dance floor.
"Hmph, they have no class at all,"
Ailing pouted, haughtily dismissing us.
Several more men swarmed around us, but Ailing didn't find any of them appealing.
We tried switching partners from all directions until there was nowhere left to go. Finally, Ailing pulled me back to our seats.
"Looks like we've come up empty-handed today."
Just as Ailing finished speaking, a handsome man appeared at our table.
"It seems like all the gentlemen here today have run into a snag. I wonder if you two will be the ones to give me another one?" This man was quite charming, with impeccable taste in clothing, and his glasses added to his refined air.
Ailing glanced at him but surprisingly didn't shoo him away... Seeing that we didn't respond, he actually sat down himself.
"May I offer you two ladies a drink?" The man gestured to the bar, and they brought over the drinks... "What do you do?" Ailing asked directly, her straightforward personality truly enviable.
"Oh, I'm currently pursuing my doctorate,"
the man answered Ailing's question as he removed his glasses.
With his glasses off, the man's facial features became more defined: a high, straight nose, and deep-set eyes... "Are you mixed race?" I was about to ask when Ailing preemptively asked.
"Yes, my father is British, and my mother is Taiwanese."
The three of us chatted like this, one sentence after another, and before we knew it, we were drinking more and more... Even after midnight, the pub was still bustling with people, the DJ playing one song after another.
Ailing and I were both quite drunk... "We should go home now. Let's go out again next time."
With the last vestiges of sobriety, Ailing and I decided to go home to rest... "I see you're a bit drunk, here you go."
The man took out two bottles of hangover remedy and placed them on the table.
"Drink them, hangovers are awful."
Ailing and I drank them in one gulp... In my hazy state, I heard a woman's moans and felt a vibration beside me. I endured the headache from the alcohol, forced my head to turn, and slightly opened my eyes... Good heavens, Ailing was sitting naked on the man, her lower body being constantly thrust into, emitting soft, sweet moans.
The man, besides enjoying Ailing's lower body while lying down, was also kneading her full breasts with both hands.
Ah! Isn't he that doctoral student...? Seeing that I was awake, the man turned to me and smiled, saying, "You're awake? Wait a moment, it'll be your turn soon."
I knew something was wrong, but I didn't even have the strength to get up, and I could only let out a weak moan.
The man sat up, holding Ailing in one arm, and picked up the pills from the bedside table with the other, putting them in my mouth and feeding me a glass of water.
He wouldn't put Ailing down even while feeding me the pills.
"After taking this medicine, you'll be just like her in a while,"
he said, smiling at me.
"Your friend's hole is really tight, I've already ejaculated once."
After saying that, he deliberately pulled Ailing closer to me, making her private parts face me. He squatted down, grabbed Ailing's ankles with both hands, and spread her legs wide.
That huge rod, straight down, slammed into Ailing's tender hole.
"Mmm... Ah..." The room was filled with Ailing's shy moans and breaths.
I had never watched others make love at this distance before. The penis was constantly going in and out of Ailing's tender hole... Their genitals were only a few centimeters in front of me. I could see that with each thrust of the penis, it was as if a few drops of fluid were being squeezed out of Ailing's tender hole.
After a while, the sounds of "plop, plop" grew louder and louder as more fluid flowed from Ailing
. Hearing this, the man became even more pleased and sped up .
Ailing's fluid soaked a large area of the sheets. After Ailing's soaked tender hole was violently thrust into hundreds of times... the man leaned down, sucking on Ailing's lips, licking her cheeks with his tongue, and then deeply kissing her neck, leaving a hickey. His hands were kneading Ailing's breasts vigorously.
Hearing Ailing's moans grow fainter, the man began thrusting into her again with renewed vigor... After an unknown amount of time, finally... "Oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum."
The man prepared to ejaculate inside Ailing again, but Ailing seemed unwilling, her moans growing louder and louder.
"Ah..." No matter how much Ailing moaned, the man simply gushed his semen wildly into her body.
The man pulled out his penis, lowered Ailing's legs, and white semen slowly flowed from Ailing's tender vagina... The man turned and covered Ailing with the blanket that had been covering me.
Exhausted, Ailing had tears in her eyes and had already fallen asleep.
When the blanket was pulled back, I found that I was only wearing underwear; my outer clothes and skirt had long been removed. My
body, which had been warm under the blanket, was getting hotter and hotter... Sweat began to trickle down my cheeks, and my breathing became rapid... He drank a glass of water and looked at me with a smile.
"You just watched a live sex show; the drug's effects should be kicking in faster."
He moved closer to me and directly touched my private parts.
Even through my underwear, I found that my private parts were already soaking wet... "Heh, so wet; you're sensitive too."
He picked me up and sat behind me, letting me half-lie in his arms, taking a deep breath into my long hair.
His hands kept kneading my breasts... "Mmm..." I began to moan. Although I didn't want to, for some reason, his kneading felt good on my swollen breasts.
He started kissing my neck and ears, even sticking his tongue into my ear... "Ah..." I couldn't take the stimulation and turned my head away forcefully. Seeing this, he grabbed my head with both hands and licked my ear several times with his tongue.
The feeling made me itch all over, and I felt completely drained... "Heh, trying to resist?" He took off my bra and started playing with my nipples. I only had the strength to moan, letting him do as he pleased. He
pinched, flicked, rubbed, pressed, sucked, and bit my pink nipples until they were red and swollen. He even pretended to be concerned and licked them with his tongue.
Seeing that I no longer resisted, he spread my thighs apart and stroked my inner thighs... "Your legs are so beautiful."
He stroked my thighs back and forth a few times, then put his hand inside my underwear... "Ah..." My already soaked private parts were incredibly lubricated, allowing his fingers to easily flick back and forth on my clitoris... Soon, even more fluid seeped from my tender opening, soaking my entire panty.
He made me lie down, took off my panties, and placed a pillow under my buttocks, leaving my private parts completely exposed before him.
I was incredibly ashamed, yet my entire body burned with a burning desire for nectar; I had no idea what to do.
"Shall we play something special?" I had no strength to answer, nor any right to choose.
He got up for a moment, then got back onto the bed, carrying a black handbag.
From the handbag, he took out an oval-shaped toy.
"This is a vibrator, isn't it cute?" Before I could react, he turned on the toy, and I only heard a terrifying mechanical vibration before he lay down and began to play with my private parts.
"Ah...ah..." Oh my god, my clitoris was being stimulated from all angles like an experiment, and the tingling pleasure rushed to my scalp in an instant.
My whole body tensed up involuntarily, and my vagina began to contract.
"Wow, you're so sensitive, your vagina is contracting."
He was excited by my body's reaction, while I was so shy I wanted to die.
He started inserting the vibrator into my vagina, then pushed it in deeply with his fingers.
"Mmm..." My vagina had just tightened up, and he was putting in something so stimulating; the vibrating pleasure was driving me crazy... "Ah...ah..." My moans grew louder and louder, but he showed no sign of taking it out.
He held the controller in his hand, lay on his side beside me, kissed my cheek, and occasionally kneaded my breasts.
He deliberately made the vibrator inside me go from strong to weak, then watched my reaction.
"Ah..." The tender walls inside my vagina were being vibrated intensely, my entire vagina was almost numb, and my soul felt like it was being pulled out of my body... Finally, I broke down... He slowly pulled the vibrator out with satisfaction, and a stream of fluid flowed from my tender vagina, soaking the sheets.
"Wow, so much water!"
I closed my eyes shyly and began to sob.
He looked down and took out a black vibrator from his briefcase.
"Look."
He deliberately held the vibrator in front of my eyes.
Good heavens, it was a thick vibrator covered in bumps; how could it possibly fit into my tender vagina? I started to cry out in fear, my moans mixed with sobs... "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you, be good."
He sat up and lifted my lower body, raising it directly in front of him. My body was bent over, my legs dangling in the air, and I could clearly see my private parts.
"Ah... ah..." I watched helplessly as the vibrator was inserted into my tender vagina.
The deeper it went, the more fluid squeezed out from the slit where the vibrator touched my vagina... The sensitive walls inside my vagina were amplified by the granules on the vibrator.
Each granule scraping against the walls sent shivers down my spine.
"See? Your vagina is very sensitive,"
I sobbed shyly, hoping he would let me go.
But he was unmoved and began to pump the vibrator.
"Ah...ah..." My vagina was already overflowing with fluid, which gushed out with a "plop, plop" sound as he pumped the vibrator.
The contracting walls inside were stretched open and closed by the vibrator. Oh my god! I just watched as he kneaded my vagina.
He pumped faster and faster, and a tingling sensation shot through my vagina, rushing to my brain, almost making me faint.
"Hehe, try this."
He turned the end of the vibrator, and then it started to spin intensely... "Ah...ah..." I was startled by this sudden sensation and didn't know what to do. The vibration inside my vagina made my whole body tense up.
My tender hole couldn't withstand this terrifying invasion at all; the delicate walls inside were constantly scraped by the particles.
I was collapsing again and again, my secretions overflowing, flowing down my abdomen to my chest.
"Ah... Ah..." With the sound of the vibrator rotating, I had fallen into madness... He looked at my dazed eyes and slowly withdrew the vibrator. My tender hole felt empty, and the walls kept contracting.
"Hmm, it must feel good to insert it now."
It turned out that his penis had been resting since he finished with Ailing, and at some point, it had become erect again.
He lowered my buttocks, and the penis thrust into my soaked tender hole.
The fluid inside was squeezed out, and the entire penis was covered with my fluid.
The walls inside my hole gripped his penis tightly.
"Ah... Ah..." He began to sway his waist, forcefully thrusting the penis, each time going all the way in.
I gasped and moaned, feeling the sensation of his penis scraping against the tender walls of my vagina with each thrust.
Just as I was beginning to drift into a daze, he picked up a vibrator and placed it on my clitoris. He began
thrusting rapidly, stimulating my clitoris simultaneously.
"Ah... um... ah..." The tender walls of my vagina seemed to tighten as if they were about to close, but his penis continued to thrust in and out.
"Wow, so good, so slippery and tight, you taste amazing."
I was so ashamed I cried, tears streaming down my face.
"Ah, I can't take it anymore, it feels so good, I'm going to cum!"
he gasped, his thrusts becoming faster and faster.
"Ah...ah..." Finally, like Ailing, white semen flowed from my vagina, and I fell into a deep sleep... I don't know how much time passed, but Ailing woke me up, but the nightmare wasn't over.
Ailing told me: the man was in the bathroom, and he said that we had both been photographed naked.
Ailing and I both had red eyes and couldn't help but cry... After a while, the man came out, saw that we were both awake, and calmly sat on the sofa smoking.
Ailing cried and asked, "What do you want?" The man calmly replied, "I can give you the negatives, but there's only one condition."
"You two behave and make love to me one more time."
Jingfen's Single Diary Part 3 - Prank (Part 1)
After the last lesson, Ailing and I learned our lesson and never dared to underestimate men again, especially bad men.
That incident became a secret in our hearts, never to be mentioned again.
But sometimes before going to sleep, I would hide under the covers and recall those blush-inducing details.
Especially the time when Ailing and I were tormented by that man all night to get the negatives back... I wrote it in a chapter in my diary called "special."
Ailing's younger brother, Haomin, was serving in the military in Kinmen. When he was on leave, he would arrive in Taipei and sometimes stay overnight before taking a bus back to his hometown the next day.
Anyway, there was still one empty room in the three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment, which he could use.
Haomin was two years younger than us. I had met him when I often visited Ailing's house in college. At that time, I had heard Ailing say that her brother had a crush on me. However, things have changed. The "clueless high school student" I met back then is now a tall, strong, and handsome corporal.
Ailing is attending a company seminar and won't be home until 11 PM every night. It just so happens that Haomin is staying over during his time off, so it's just the two of us at home after work.
I went into the living room; Haomin was watching TV.
"Haomin, have you had dinner yet?" I asked him as I took off my high heels and put on slippers.
"Not yet."
"Then wait a minute, I'll make dinner, and we'll eat together."
"By the way, are you taking ten days off again this time?" I went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw what we could cook.
"Yeah, ten days too, but I'll stay in Taipei a few more days. I need to help my senior with some things."
"Oh, does your sister know?" "Yes, I told her."
"Oh, does your family know?" "......" "Do you have enough clothes?" "......" He didn't reply. I thought he hadn't heard me clearly, so I asked again while making the spaghetti.
"Haomin, does your family know?" "I...am...not...a...three...year-old."
Hearing this, I turned to look at him. He was still staring at the TV.
I chuckled inwardly at my own rambling.
I served Haomin a plate of spaghetti, and he stood up to take it. At
1.67 meters tall, I looked petite next to him. His tanned skin and broad chest, combined with his camouflage undershirt taut over his pectoral muscles, made him look nothing like the high school student I remembered.
We ate while watching TV.
"Haomin, how tall are you now?" "1.85 meters."
I don't know why, but Haomin always avoids looking at me when he speaks, his eyes always glued to the TV screen.
After dinner, I showered and changed into athletic shorts and a t-shirt.
Usually, it's just Ailing and me at home, and we dress like this from showering until bedtime—it's nothing out of the ordinary.
Because I wasn't wearing a bra, my nipples were clearly visible through the white t-shirt stretched taut by my breasts.
The ultra-thin gray athletic shorts hugged my round, firm buttocks, completely outlining the contours of my underwear.
Beneath the shorts, my full thighs were fair and delicate, almost translucent, and the shorts were so short that they could easily reveal my private parts.
I took a towel and went into the living room, sat on the sofa, put my long legs on the table in front of the sofa, and lowered my head to dry my long hair.
I tossed my hair and switched to drying the other side, and maybe I turned my head too quickly, because I noticed Haomin was peeking at me.
Haomin quickly turned his gaze back to the TV, but I continued drying my hair, pretending not to notice, while secretly laughing to myself.
Haomin sat in a separate seat on the L-shaped sofa, staring at the TV.
After drying my hair, I leaned back, reclining on the sofa, deliberately placing my long legs in a seductive pose next to Haomin.
I was sure I'd notice him if he turned his head.
Time ticked by, but Haomin didn't even turn his head, which impressed me, yet also made me want to play a trick.
"Haomin, can you do me a favor?" I asked him in a coquettish tone.
"What favor?" He didn't even turn his head to answer. I thought: Am I that scary? "I've been sitting all day, my back is so sore, could you massage it for me?"
"..." Haomin didn't answer, seemingly too afraid to.
"Hurry up, Ailing always massages it for me, consider it payment for dinner." After
I finished speaking, I saw Haomin take off his watch and place it on the table. I hugged a cushion, turned around, and lay down on the sofa.
Because my t-shirt was too small, his hands directly touched my skin.
"Here?" "A little lower."
After finding the right spot, he began kneading my waist with his four fingers and thumbs, seemingly quite satisfied with the elasticity of my skin.
In the reflection of the television, I saw Haomin glancing at my legs and buttocks from time to time.
"Haomin, a little lower."
"Here?" "A little lower."
I only stopped when Haomin moved his hands inch by inch to my upper buttocks.
He kneaded me like that for over half an hour.
Afraid his hands would get tired, I tried to get up and tell him to stop .
But when I turned around, oh my god! I saw that Haomin's crotch was swollen, and his penis was erect .
He turned away shyly and quickly went into the room.
Watching him leave, I chuckled smugly, thinking: Ha, no matter how handsome he looks, he's still just a pure young boy.
After tidying up the living room, I noticed Haomin's watch on the table, which I had forgotten to take. So I picked it up and went to his room to give it to him.
Because Haomin's room was a nursery and didn't have a lock, I opened the door directly.
"Ah!" I screamed, not expecting Haomin to be sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a photo in one hand and a dildo in the other, masturbating.
Haomin hurriedly put on his pants, and the photo fell to the ground. It was actually my picture! I quickly closed the door and ran back to my room, still feeling uneasy, thinking: Oh my god, I'm the object of Haomin's masturbation.
Not long after, Ailing arrived home.
Ailing invited us to come out to the living room for a late-night snack. I looked at Haomin nonchalantly, but he was so shy that he didn't even dare to make eye contact with me.
Haomin quickly finished his late-night snack and went back to his room to rest. Ailing, sensing the awkward atmosphere, pulled me into the room and asked what was wrong. Ailing and I are best friends, so there's nothing we can't talk about; I told her everything.
Ailing listened, initially laughing hysterically, then began to warn me.
"Jingfen, stop messing with my brother, he's still so young."
"Okay, okay, I know,"
I half-jokingly agreed, because she was, after all, Haomin's sister and my best friend.
Unexpectedly, the next morning at breakfast, Ailing bluntly said at the table, "Haomin, don't even think about your sister Jingfen, she won't fall for you, understand?" After saying that, Ailing poked Haomin on the head with her finger, and Haomin's face changed completely.
Hey.
Why did you do that? "I stopped Ailing, looking at Haomin, my heart filled with guilt.
Ailing's personality is such a headache.
I felt guilty all day at work, having caused Haomin to be scolded by his sister for no reason.
After work, I brought home a sumptuous dinner, wanting to apologize to Haomin, but he wasn't home.
I was a little disappointed and worried. I worried that Haomin might hate me from now on. After eating alone, I took a shower and watched TV, waiting for them to come back.
Later, I heard the door open. Haomin came back. As soon as he entered the living room, I smelled alcohol on him.
"Have you been drinking?" He didn't answer me and went straight into his room. I thought to myself, he's probably still angry with me.
Suddenly, he opened the bedroom door and rushed into the bathroom.
A series of disgusting vomiting sounds followed.
"Are you alright?" "I rushed to the bathroom and found him vomiting
violently, clinging to the toilet. I struggled to help him up and carried him to the room, laid him on the bed, and grabbed a damp towel to wipe his face.
'Don't, tell, me, sister, I'm, drunk, drinking.'
He was even afraid of Ailing when he was drunk, so cute.
'Okay, I won't tell.'
I sat on the edge of his bed, wiping his forehead, my full hips and fair thighs right in front of him.
Haomin stared intently, his eyes wide, his face flushed, as if he wanted to bite down... I looked at him, and he didn't flinch, still staring at my thighs.
I thought to myself: This is the first time he's been so bold.
So I just stayed still, letting him look for a long time... I slowly said, 'Want to touch?'" Haomin didn't answer. His breathing was rapid, and he reached out to touch my thigh... His hand kneaded my full thighs, roaming between my knees and shorts.
He seemed to have been longing for this for a long time... My fair thighs were incredibly elastic, and his bronze, rough hands, like finding a delicious meal, greedily rubbed them everywhere, not wanting to miss an inch of skin on my thighs.
After a long while... "Does it feel good?" I asked him with a smile. He nodded, and he slipped his hand between my legs, starting to touch towards the end... "No."
I grabbed his hand, stopping him from touching my private parts.
His hand retreated to my thighs, then slowly slipped between the bed and my full buttocks, kneading them.
This feeling made me change too, and my body began to warm up.
"Sister Jingfen..." "Haomin's breathing quickened, and he started calling my name.
I felt the bed shaking, and when I looked back, oh my god! His other hand was masturbating through his pants.
"Jingfen... Jingfen..." Haomin's pained expression made me feel a little sorry for him, but also hesitant.
I turned around, hesitantly unzipped his pants, and slowly pulled down his underwear.
His huge penis sprang out of his underwear, the tip already slightly wet; it seemed that not relieving himself was really painful.
I looked at Haomin's face, and my slender fingers played with the slightly wet opening of his penis for a while.
"Oh..." Haomin cried out urgently, seemingly enjoying it.
I grasped his penis and began to move it up and down, my four fingers gently holding it, my thumb lightly touching the tip, making the opening of his penis open and close repeatedly... At this moment, Haomin's hand suddenly reached for my breasts... "No, if you touch me, I won't help you." "
Haomin obediently put his hands back on my thigh.
My hands moved up and down faster and faster... "Ah..." Haomin cried out, and a thick stream of semen shot out from the tip of his penis.
But I didn't stop; my fingers kept playing with the small hole at the tip of his penis... Haomin's penis kept trembling, as if struggling, and with each tremor, some semen was released from the tip... I kept playing with it until Haomin's penis had completely ejaculated the last drop and stopped trembling.
After Haomin ejaculated, he seemed much more comfortable. He took a deep breath and obediently closed his eyes and fell asleep.
I cleaned my hands, which were covered in semen, with tissues.
I thought to myself: I can't let Ailing know about this.
That night, as soon as Ailing entered the door, she immediately noticed that Haomin was drunk."
But considering Haomin was already drunk and asleep, I didn't lose my temper on the spot. The
next morning, Haomin was woken up early by Ailing and scolded until I urged Ailing that she was going to be late for work, and only then did Ailing let Haomin off the hook.
Before Ailing and I left, Haomin even smiled and saw us off.
The clever Ailing couldn't figure out why Haomin was so happy even after being scolded.
Today, when I got home from work, there was already my favorite pizza on the living room table.
Haomin happily poured me a drink and chatted with me.
I chuckled to myself; "Sigh, that's men for you." After we finished dinner while watching TV, Haomin diligently cleaned the table.
"Jingfen, is your back sore today?" I knew what he was up to as soon as I heard that... "Yes, it's very sore."
I teased him on purpose, to see what tricks he had up his sleeve. "Jingfen, I used a heat pack in the army. I'll massage it for you after you shower; it's very effective."
"Really?" Hearing him say that, I actually wanted to try it. Sitting for eight hours a day, almost every colleague had back pain. After showering,
I changed into the same athletic shorts and t-shirt as before. Haomin couldn't wait to massage me in the living room.
I hugged a cushion and lay on the sofa, pulling my t-shirt up a little.
Haomin's hands started sliding across my waist. The area where he applied the pack felt cool at first, but it got warmer as he massaged.
"Does it feel good, Jingfen?"
"Hmm, pretty good."
"Haomin, a little lower."
I urged Haomin to massage the more sore areas, but Haomin didn't budge.
I turned around and asked her why she wasn't massaging further down. "Jingfen... I'm wearing pants."
I realized then that was the reason, haha.
I pulled my shorts down slightly from my ample buttocks, revealing a small section of my buttocks.
"How about this?" "Hmm, that's good."
Haomin started massaging downwards until the massaged areas felt warm, then he stopped.
I felt incredibly comfortable and really wanted to just lie there and fall asleep.
“Jingfen…” “Hmm?” “I…can I touch you like yesterday…” Haomin suddenly asked, surprising me.
“You think you’re drunk again?” I pulled up my shorts, got up, and answered him bluntly.
Haomin looked disappointed, head down, tidying up the ointment on the table.
“But considering you massaged me today…” Hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he pounced on me like a wild beast.
“Hey, I haven’t finished yet…” “There are some places you can’t touch.”
Haomin nodded, put one arm around me, and pushed me down onto the sofa.
He put his left arm under my head, his right arm around my waist, and kept kissing my neck.
He brought his face close to mine, and I breathed on his lips gently. He impulsively wanted to kiss me, but I stopped him with my hand.
“No kissing.”
He began to caress my buttocks and thighs in disappointment; my ultra-thin shorts were practically invisible.
His hands slid over every inch of my lower body, the scent of my freshly showered body intoxicating him.
"Jingfen, can I look, but not touch?" I looked into his yearning eyes, like a baby begging its mother for milk.
"Where do you want to look?" I slowly lifted my t-shirt, revealing my full breasts, the pink nipples swaying in front of him. I was mentally prepared for his advances; no man could resist such soft, white, and alluringly fragrant breasts so close to his face.
"Ah..." I let out a soft moan. Haomin grabbed my left breast with his right hand, kneading and pinching it, while his mouth sucked and licked my right breast.
His licking stirred my senses, and my body began to heat up. I held his head, closed my eyes, and began to moan... Haomin's right hand continued to manipulate my pink nipples, his mouth sucking and teasing them with his tongue.
"Ah..." My nipples were already erect, and my moans grew louder.
My moans seemed to excite Haomin even more. His breathing quickened as he buried his face in my smooth, soft breasts.
Haomin's right hand returned to my thigh, moving upwards... Suddenly, he pulled at my shorts, trying to pull them off... "No!"
I tried to stop him, but he didn't stop. His strong right hand continued to pull my shorts up to my thighs, completely exposing my pink panties.
"No, Haomin!" I squeezed my legs together, not letting him succeed, but unexpectedly, he started to pull off my panties.
With a forceful pull of his right hand, my panties were completely pulled down to my thighs, revealing my pubic hair.
"No!" I pushed Haomin away with all my might and slapped him across the face.
Haomin was startled and sat frozen in the other corner of the sofa, breathing heavily... As I put on my t-shirt and pants, I said, "No, not there..." Looking at the swollen handprint on Haomin's face and his dazed eyes, I slowly crawled towards him. I
kissed his cheek and began to pull down his pants.
I lowered myself and gently grasped his erect penis in my hand. I glanced up at Haomin and then began to take his penis into my mouth.
His penis throbbed in my mouth. I held his penis in one hand and his testicles in the other.
My warm left palm squeezed and slid his testicles.
My right hand, with its slender fingers, gently kneaded the area around the glans.
My gentle tongue teased the small opening at the tip of Haomin's penis, as if trying to penetrate it.
"Oh..." Haomin's whole body tensed and trembled.
I began to swallow his entire penis into my warm mouth. I wanted to swallow it whole, but my small mouth wouldn't cooperate.
I tried my best to make Haomin's penis go deep into my throat each time, then suck and pull it out.
"Oh..." Haomin placed his hands on my head and began to thrust his hips.
The penis thrust in and out of my mouth, and my saliva soaked the sofa.
Haomin's hips thrust faster and faster, and the penis went deeper and deeper, making it difficult for me to breathe. I choked several times.
"Oh!" Haomin moaned, and the penis shot out thick, fishy semen into my throat. I couldn't spit it out and swallowed it all.
After the penis trembled a few times in my throat, I gently took the tip into my mouth and teased the small hole of the tip with my tongue.
"Oh..." Finally, Haomin's penis trembled a few more times in my mouth, and not a drop of semen was left.
I stood up and took a tissue to wipe the saliva off my face.
I thought to myself; this guy will definitely go to sleep obediently now.
Haomin put the stick away contentedly and whispered in my ear, "Jingfen, I want more tomorrow."

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