[Urban] Married Women and Young Wives' Adulterous Affairs (Complete) - 34-36

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Chapter 102: The Ultimate Woman -

Prologue

I like all kinds of women, especially those between 18 and 35 years old. But I think married women are the ultimate women, because they've had sex with men (at least one) and their skills in bed are much better than those of 18 or 19-year-olds. They're used to their husbands' boring positions at home and dare to try different positions when they're with me. Based on my experience with several women who have had affairs, married women between 26 and 35 years old are the ultimate. They love oral sex, and sometimes we do anal sex (though I'm not very comfortable with anal sex because my glans is large). We often do 69. And we play it very passionately because our movements are very wide, so oral sex alone can bring us to orgasm several times. After penetration, it's even easier to make these wives feel like they're in heaven. Sometimes I haven't even ejaculated twice before they've already had several orgasms, moaning and groaning with pleasure. It makes me feel like a male prostitute. But the psychological and physical enjoyment is immense. 69 and anal sex are things that girls around 20 years old don't like. Another reason is that young married women usually have families and careers, and they aren't as clingy as younger girls. These women, aged 26-35, were born after the Cultural Revolution and are generally highly educated and cultured. These are the main reasons I like women aged 26-35! From age 17 to 23, I've had sex with 16 young married women, averaging about three per year. Some readers might say I've had very few, asking why I don't exaggerate the number like some authors on Huanhuan. It's because I don't like to exaggerate like some authors on Huanhuan. Even if so many women wanted to have sex with me, I was selective, because my standards are sophisticated but not vulgar. Among the young married women I've had sex with are teachers, lawyers, doctors, police officers, computer store owners, and wives neglected by wealthy men. I don't like having sex with young married women whose social standing differs greatly from mine, like that wealthy woman from last time. It's a case of birds of a feather flock together. Below are a few typical and somewhat convoluted stories of my sexual encounters with married women. I have no intention of insulting women in these stories, so please allow me to refer to these women as "top-tier" to express my apology. This will also stimulate your subconscious and make you more excited while reading. I live in Shenyang, and I am very satisfied with this city. I am also very satisfied with the married women here (hereinafter referred to as "top-tier") because we have had many pleasant and exciting experiences together. At 23 years old, I am well-educated and have a stable job, so I would not take the risk of going to prostitutes. One reason is that it is unsafe, and the other is that I am afraid of getting diseases. My first choice is, of course, a respectable woman. Haha, but if I can't find one, I can only look for my girlfriend. Time: Saturday in the summer last year Location: Storage room in the basement of my home Characters: Me, a female colleague

Event: Romantic encounter

(1) Summer in Shenyang is very hot, but I thought of the best way to cool off, which is to hide under the air conditioner and play games. But the games at home are outdated, so I have to go to Sanhao Street to buy some. I looked at the people outside who were sweating profusely, and I began to struggle with whether to go or not. Finally, the women in tank tops outside the window became my motivation. I don't know why, but my intuition told me something memorable was about to happen. That's really what I thought at the time!

"Maybe it's because of the hot weather!"

Thinking this, I quickly left my house. Just as I stepped out of the building, a voluptuous young woman walked towards me. I recognized her as Sister Xu, who lived across the hall. Sister Xu was 27 years old and worked at the same company as me. Because her husband was working as a translator in the United States, she was often home alone. She was a mother of one child. Although she was past 30, she still retained her charm: long, black hair, and a red tank top that made her large breasts bulge out of the small tank top, revealing her fair belly. There was a little bit of excess fat, but I liked it. Because I think a young woman's abdomen is the most perfect, because it can only be described as "voluptuous." As she walked, her two round, large breasts moved up and down. And her denim shorts... how tight were they? I honestly don't know how to describe it, but even from a distance, you could see that her crotch area was triangular! It's more accurate to say she was wearing something than something else! From a distance, she greeted me, "What are you looking at, you little pervert? Watch out or I'll gouge your eyes out!"

I said, "Your figure is really great!"

She hurriedly asked, "Tell me how it's great?"

I pretended to look at her carefully from head to toe, and I saw a gleam of longing in her eyes, as if she was craving my praise, or perhaps something else. I said, "Your measurements are very prominent! Haha!"

Sister Xu laughed and said, "You're going to kill me! Where are you looking!"

"Looking at you, if I don't keep an eye on you, I'm afraid your thing might be too big and bounce out in a parabola and hit me, then you'll have to pay my medical bills!"

I teased. Xu Jie's eyes gleamed with excitement, almost blindingly so (I often saw such a glaring light in the office). She leaned towards me, and I didn't flinch, letting her small fists pound on my broad chest. Suddenly, an unexpected incident occurred; she tripped and fell face-first onto me. My first thought was, "Stand up straight, don't fall!" Luckily, the step she tripped on wasn't high, and we didn't end up on the ground. However, physical contact was unavoidable, and it was our "first close contact"—quite real. Xu Jie's two large breasts pressed tightly against my body. These two natural beauties felt like a billion Halley's Comets colliding with the Earth, instantly making me sweat profusely. When we came to our senses, we were already inside the electronic door of the building entrance. The electronic door downstairs connects to the basement, only three steps below. Because it's a motion-activated light, the light dimmed considerably for a moment with the heavy slam of the electronic door closing. In the semi-darkness, I was afraid my loud voice would wake up "Brother Light Bulb," because it would emit an annoyed flash of light! So I asked softly, "What's wrong, sis? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just twisted my ankle."

She seemed to understand me perfectly, answering softly as well! My heart leaped: "This is promising!"

But I still wasn't sure if she really felt the same way. What if she didn't? I'd be considered a pervert, and how could I face her at work then? I decided to test her first. I composed myself and said, "Sis, let me help you!"

Then I pretended to support her arms, but as my hands moved to her chest, I suddenly stopped abruptly and grabbed her large breasts. A jolt of electricity shot through me, instantly doubling my male hormones. My hands seemed to gain consciousness, squeezing hard twice on their own. Sister Xu's breasts were soft and large. My hands couldn't fully grasp them! The famous musician Mozart said: "Without the sense of touch in your hands, the piano and violin are lifeless!" At that moment, for me, without the sense of touch in my hands was like my penis being lifeless! My hands and penis seemed like twins; the moment the older brother moved, the younger brother immediately reacted, standing straight as if ready to help his brother prepare for battle! Just as I was enjoying the beauty in my hands, I heard two "slaps," and I immediately felt a burning pain on my face. I was shocked; she must be angry! But upon closer inspection, the pain seemed to be in my hands, but my face also felt painful. The stimulation from Sister Xu's breasts was too great; I felt like I was truly infatuated. With the two loud slaps, the sound-activated light bulb blazed on angrily. Stimulated by the light, my hands naturally slipped away from those two beauties. But I couldn't tell whether she hit my face or my hand. To this day, I still haven't solved this mystery in my heart, until Sister Xu went to America later—but that's another story. The light came on, and I stared blankly at Sister Xu, our eyes meeting. This time, I saw nothing in her eyes. After all, she was in her thirties; there wasn't a trace of fear in her eyes. But I panicked and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

She said, "You didn't mean to, but I think you touched me on purpose!"

Seeing her serious expression, I thought, "Oh no, I'm in trouble now." But no matter what, I have a silver tongue; with it, I can make women excited beyond belief and persuade most dissenters. I hurriedly explained, "You fell first, I just didn't mean to touch you!" As soon as

I finished speaking, the light dimmed even more! It turned out she was waiting for Brother Pao to calm down! Seeing a good opportunity, I quickly ran away, thinking I could pretend nothing happened at work tomorrow! But before I could move, she grabbed my erect penis and said, "Then what's going on? You didn't mean to get hard, did you?"

I was stunned by her sudden action! "I, I, I..."

I wanted to say something, but my usually nimble tongue in bed was now stiff. Just as my mind went blank, Sister Xu's hand began to stroke my glans through my thin pants, saying, "What's wrong, little brother? Scared?

I'm just teasing you." It was then that I snapped out of my daze; I hadn't even realized it was a common flirtatious tactic used by young women! I laughed and said, "So, you were just faking a sprained ankle?"

Sister Xu, aroused, ignored my question and replied irrelevantly…

(II) Sister Xu, aroused, ignored my question and replied irrelevantly, "They say big men have small penises, but yours looks big too. I can hear you making such loud noises with your wife at night from across the hall!"

I smiled and said, "You're wrong. The loudest noises you hear from her are when I'm giving her oral sex! My tongue has never failed to handle any woman."

Hearing this, Sister Xu's hand rubbed my glans even faster. It's said that a woman aroused by sex is the boldest seeker of pleasure. Sister Xu, in a coquettish tone, said, "Chen Qi, I'll try too."

Before she finished speaking, she pressed her warm, moist lips to mine, her tongue darting into my mouth. I slowly sucked on the tip of her tongue, her fragrant tongue swirling and struggling restlessly within the circle of my lips. I released her tongue, repeatedly kissing the corners of her mouth, attacking Sister Xu's lips with my teeth and tongue. With her heavy breathing, her hands, which had been caressing my glans, began to stir restlessly. Her left hand unzipped my pants, her right hand went straight to my groin, pulling down my underwear, grabbing the base of my penis and my testicles, pulling them back and forth. Her breathing became heavier, her tongue writhing wildly in my mouth, rhythmically licking each other's warm, moist tongues in sync with the movements of her hands caressing my penis. I guessed it had been a long time since she had touched a man's penis. I knew it was time for my hands to strike again! My tongue was still doing its job, and my hand slowly slid down. I felt I should treat her gently now. One hand caressed Sister Xu's full waist and hips, my movements slow and gentle, the kind of caressing that top-tier women often enjoy! My other hand resisted the urge to squeeze her ample breasts, instead stroking her long hair. I needed patience; I wanted her panties to be wet during the foreplay before actual intercourse. Sister Xu truly lived up to her reputation as a top-tier woman. My penis, under the frenzied caresses and pulls of her delicate hands, coupled with the waves of her aroused fragrance, challenged my ejaculation nerves. This was a race between semen and time; I was determined to resist the urge and not relax my ejaculation even a moment earlier! It was such a waste that such a top-tier woman hadn't been touched for so long! Suddenly, the hand that had been caressing her long hair was pulled down by her and impatiently shoved inside her clothes. I had originally wanted to tease her, but the moment my hand touched her soft, large breasts, it wouldn't obey me. My hand forcefully squeezed inside, and I was shocked to find that this woman, seemingly yearning for love, wasn't wearing a bra; her nipples were covered with areola stickers. It was incredibly stimulating! I quickly pulled up her small tank top, which sat perfectly over her large breasts. I was overjoyed, and my right hand began to caress those exquisitely large breasts wantonly. At this point, she reduced her hand and mouth attacks, only breathing heavily, enjoying the long-lost feeling of being caressed by a man on her breasts. After a few moves, Xu Jie's pair of large breasts hardened considerably. At this moment, Xu Jie withdrew her tongue from my mouth, tilted her head and shoulders back, indicating that I should lick her nipples. I put my arm around Xu Jie's slender waist, and with my right hand, I unceremoniously ripped off the areola stickers on her nipples with two "swish" sounds. She let out an "ah" and rubbed my glans hard. In the dim light, I saw the large nipples that so many men wanted to suckle. (I really like the nipples of young women because they've mostly breastfed, so the nipples are darker in color and the areolas are larger, making them more sexy and mysterious. They're more than four times larger than the small nipples of young girls, so they feel very fleshy in the mouth. That's why I think the nipples of young women are the most beautiful!) Sister Xu's nipples were no exception. Because she had breastfed a son, they were very large. I couldn't wait to take the large nipple into my mouth and suckle it, occasionally teasing it with the tip of my tongue. Her areolas were very large, more prominent and softer than the rest of the breast. My tongue could lick an object three times per second at its fastest speed. At that speed, combined with the cooperation of my hands, Sister Xu could only gasp for breath. I figured the time was right and prepared to unleash my ultimate technique for stimulating women's breasts! (The trembling method: This method can drive a woman to ecstasy! Currently, only I and an unknown male protagonist in a Japanese adult film know this method. Now, I'm writing down this bedroom secret as a gift to the young women in the city. You can practice it with your husbands at home. If your husband doesn't know it, you can come find me! Hehe!) I focused my energy, cupped Sister Xu's two large, white breasts in my hands, and pinched the base of her breasts firmly, then swung them back and forth three times to the left and three times to the right. (The base of a woman's breasts is the most sensitive after sex.) Sister Xu's white breasts were deformed by the force of my hands, making them look even more incredibly sexy (Note: Iamnotsm). Driven by the desire for intercourse... Losing her senses, Sister Xu instinctively began vigorously stroking my penis with her hands. Her panting turned into suppressed moans, "Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Seeing that the first part of the trembling technique was complete, I decided to begin the second. I stopped shaking her hands and gently lifted Sister Xu's two large breasts, lightly licking her two grape-like nipples a few times, moistening them with saliva. Then, I used my hands supporting her breasts to shake them back and forth three times per second, extending my tongue straight out so that the tip of my tongue lightly touched the tip of Sister Xu's nipples. My head remained still, not actively licking her nipples, but simply using my hands to support her breasts, which were shaking at a high frequency, allowing the nipples to collide with the tip of my tongue. The frequency of three times per second, combined with the back-and-forth shaking, stimulated the nerves inside the breasts. It could make any woman lose control! Sure enough, in less than five minutes, my plan succeeded. Without me even touching her genitals before the actual intercourse, Sister Xu experienced her first orgasm: after my tongue rubbed against her nipples a thousand times, I heard her let out an "Ah!" and then gripped my already erect, red-hot penis even tighter, holding me even more tightly. At this moment, I stopped. She leaned her whole body against mine and whispered in my ear, "My little husband, you've made me feel so good, I'm having an orgasm, it's so uncomfortable, mmm... oh... oh..."

I felt it closely, and Sister Xu's lower body was indeed twisting and thrusting, as if she was ejaculating. My curiosity suddenly surged from the bottom of my heart, and I freed one hand and said, "Baby, let your husband touch you." Immediately, I reached my hand inside Xu Jie's panties. The pubic hair of a mature woman is thick and coarse. After rubbing my hand against her pubic hair a few times, I slipped my hand inside. She was already at the point of overflowing; her panties were soaked. A steady stream of vaginal fluid flowed from her thick labia majora, accompanied by a slight spurting force. I used my middle and index fingers to separate her plump labia majora. Afraid my fingers might be unclean, I didn't insert them into her vagina, but instead used my thumb to press against her already erect clitoris, about the size of a peanut, and squeezed it forcefully. This aroused Xu Jie even more, and she moaned lasciviously, "Mmm...oh...ah...gently, don't stop. My little cunt is going to be rubbed raw! Ah...oh...woo...I want your big cock inside me, hurry, it feels so good...ah..."

Just as we, these two devils, were engaged in our lewd game in the dark, suddenly footsteps came from upstairs, "thump...thump..."

Instinctively, we moved away from each other's bodies. Then, "Brother Light Bulb" lit up again, as if excited after watching our lewd performance. The light came on, and I saw Sister Xu's face flushed, making her even more alluring. Her two large breasts stood erect before my eyes, and I could finally see that the nipples that had just thrilled me were reddish-black, mysterious and sexy. The two large nipples were erect, swollen from my "ravaging." The footsteps grew closer, and Sister Xu hurriedly pulled down her tank top to cover her breasts. Even devils are afraid of light, let alone us, these two lewd devils! At this moment, I came to my senses and hurriedly said, "Baby, come with me."

I pulled Sister Xu towards the basement. Suddenly, I heard a "Ouch!" and quickly turned around. Sister Xu was squatting on the ground, the lewd fluid that had flowed from her fair thighs looking particularly dazzling under the light! I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Sister Xu whispered, "I really twisted my ankle! Quick, carry me downstairs, or someone will see us!"

I didn't move, teasingly saying, "Sweetie, you're amazing, able to endure the pain of a sprained ankle and enjoy a sexual climax."

As I spoke, I picked her up and carried her to the basement. Sister Xu snuggled in my arms, saying coquettishly, "You made me get my underwear all wet, and you're still laughing at me. Be careful, if I tell the manager at work tomorrow, he'll definitely fire you!"

I smiled but didn't say anything; I knew the manager was pursuing her. I lowered my head and kissed her little mouth, mentally planning where to do it in the basement. Actually, we could have just pretended nothing was wrong and gone upstairs; maybe that's what they call a guilty conscience. As I was thinking this, Sister Xu was muttering under her breath, "Who is it? Honestly, coming downstairs right when I'm having my climax, leaving me all wet and unkempt! So annoying!"

Before I knew it, we were at the far end of the basement. There were no lights. I struggled to pull out my key and open the door to my storage room. Sister Xu limped in after me. We turned on the light. My storage room wasn't very big, just a few boxes of old clothes and a scooter. The whole room reeked of camphor. Sister Xu covered her mouth and said, "The smell here is too strong. How about we go to your place? My place isn't suitable; my son is sleeping here!"

I quickly replied, "No, my girlfriend is at my place."

The camphor smell only fueled my desire. I went downstairs and stopped Sister Xu, saying, "Come on, I'll do it to you right here. That's what real adultery is, don't you think?"

Sister Xu said lewdly, "You're quite romantic, aren't you?"

Before she finished speaking, her right hand was back inside my underwear! “Hey, why are you so soft?”

I said, “I was tired from carrying you just now, and the main thing is that your breasts are too big!”

As I said this, I grabbed Sister Xu’s tank top and, with Sister Xu’s cooperation, pulled it up and took it off. Sister Xu laughed and said, “You’re so annoying. If you’re going to take it off, you take it off too!”

I didn’t say anything, and roughly pulled down her denim shorts and underwear together…

(III) Only then did I see Sister Xu’s lower body clearly. Her pubic hair was very dark and heavy, and it was already wet with vaginal fluid. I seemed to smell the fleshy fragrance coming from there. As soon as I see a woman’s labia, my tongue has an instinctive reaction. To be honest, my tongue seems to be really gifted. It has conquered “countless” women. Now, when I see such a beauty as Sister Xu, with many dewdrops formed by vaginal fluid on her dark pubic hair, I didn’t say a word and immediately picked Sister Xu up and put her on the back seat of the scooter. I lowered my head and, in a low, ox-like motion, took Xu Jie's entire large vulva into my mouth. The taste of her vulva, glistening with her juices, was absolutely divine, greatly stimulating my appetite. I licked her entire dark vulva, from her pubic hair to her clitoris, vaginal opening, and even her anus, sucking up mouthfuls of her juices! Xu Jie, caught off guard, was startled when I sucked her entire vulva into her mouth. Then, with

a soft "Ah..." she twisted her hips and embraced my head, enjoying my oral sex. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, and her large breasts bounced joyfully with her movements. One hand stroked my hair, while the other idly played with her own nipples! Because Xu Jie was sitting on the back of the scooter, I had to kneel to lick her tender vulva. Sister Xu's vagina was truly the best among young married women. Her labia majora were exceptionally full because she had given birth. When I turned my head to kiss her labia majora passionately, it was like kissing her full lips. While licking, I would occasionally stick my tongue into her vagina, licking the vaginal walls. My tongue could reach my own nose. With my left hand, I gently stroked the junction of her vagina and anus, because this was the most sensitive spot for a woman during sex. With my right hand, I grasped a tuft of Sister Xu's pubic hair and swayed it up and down. At this moment, Sister Xu was trembling all over, her buttocks twisting and turning, her cunt thrusting in rhythm with my tongue, and she was incoherently moaning, "Oh...oh...big cock husband...ah...lick my cunt harder, my cunt is so itchy...oh...oh...ah...your tongue is so amazing, it's licked my cervix...ah...husband, drink my juices...mmm...good husband, lick harder...oh...ah...I'll let you shoot your big cock's semen into my uterus later...ah...oh...I want to have your baby...ah...lick faster...ah...oh...I'm going to die!"

These lewd words were undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac for me, and my tongue worked even harder to penetrate Sister Xu's vagina. And she was frantically thrusting her cunt for me to lick, her body drenched in sweat, her moans growing louder and louder! I saw that the time was right and decided to attack her clitoris. Stimulating the clitoris before a woman is fully aroused is wasteful. There are many ways to arouse a woman, but 87% of women need clitoral stimulation to achieve orgasm. So, licking her clitoris at this moment will bring her to orgasm in less than five minutes! I used my right hand to pull up her pubic hair, and with my left index and middle fingers, I spread her labia majora as much as possible. This exposed Xu Jie's clitoris, which was already erect and about the size of a peanut, to my skillful tongue. Seeing that the conditions were right, I lowered my head and placed the tip of my tongue on Xu Jie's clitoris. I licked it up and down three times per second for three minutes. Estimating that it was almost five minutes, I used my special technique, the biting method. First, I sucked on the clitoris tightly, sucking hard. After she got used to it a little, I gently bit it with my teeth. Finally, I dragged the clitoris from side to side while sucking and biting. This way, even a frigid woman can become a slut under my special technique. Under my actions, Xu Jie was already trembling all over. Her thighs clamped my head tightly, her left hand forcefully pressing my head forward, shoving her entire vulva into my mouth. Her right hand frantically rubbed her large left breast. After a minute, I was almost suffocating, but Sister Xu seemed to be in even more pain than me, her body trembling rapidly as if she had a fever, holding me even tighter! I knew she was about to climax, so I didn't care about using my tongue and teeth anymore, licking and nibbling wildly at her dark vulva. Sure enough, Sister Xu mumbled incoherently with a sob in her voice, "Mmm...ah...bad husband, big-dicked husband, ah...sister...sister is...going...to...climax..."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, I felt a liquid flow from Sister Xu's vagina with a slight force into my mouth. This liquid was a little salty and astringent, unlike the sweet descriptions in some novels. However, I felt that describing a woman's vaginal fluid as sweet was inappropriate; vaginal fluid certainly had a lewd taste! Before I could react, a large amount of her vaginal fluid flowed down my esophagus. Xu Jie's vaginal fluid was like a flood, the flow was immense, and I was struggling to cope! Just as I was about to pull away from her sweet vulva, Xu Jie's hands, due to her orgasm, were pressing too tightly, and I couldn't remove them at all. Her whole body was writhing uncontrollably, her dark vulva throbbing, and she was muttering, "Good husband, drink it all, later I'll drink your semen... ah... um... I'm going to die... oh..."

I had no choice but to accept it all. The climax lasted for two minutes, and Sister Xu's juices finally dried up. Then she lifted my head, I stood up, and put my tongue in my mouth again, greedily sucking on the tip of my tongue. My hands gently touched her labia and clitoris. Sister Xu was probably too tired, because for three minutes, neither of us spoke, just caressing each other. Just like that, before my big cock had even made a single move, Sister Xu had already had two orgasms. Sister Xu had really been pent up for a long time without sex; even after two orgasms, she was still very horny. As my hand slid across her labia, her juices flowed out again, and her left hand stroked my big glans. She rested her head on my shoulder and whispered, "You're so naughty! You've almost killed me! Your tongue is so amazing, it went right inside me and licked the opening!"

I pretended not to know what she meant and asked with a grin, "What, baby? What opening? Haha."

As I spoke, my hand rubbing and poking at Sister Xu's tender vulva faster and harder! This lustful young woman was losing control again. She replied lewdly, "Mmm... your tongue... mmm... licked my... cervix, so annoying... you made me wet again... oh... mmm..."

Hearing these words, my already throbbing, aching penis couldn't take it anymore. I was about to press her head down to give me oral sex when Sister Xu said, "I want to lick you too."

Saying this, she released my 11-centimeter erect penis, lay down on the back of the scooter, and put her feet on the handlebars. I saw that she wanted to do 69. I've done the 69 position many times, but I've always done it on the bed or on the floor. This is my first time on a motorcycle. I quickly mounted her, and we started playing in the 69 position, feet to heads, with her on the bottom and me on top. As soon as I mounted her, Sister Xu took my glans into her mouth, gently stroking the base of my penis with her hand, pulling back the foreskin so that my large glans was completely exposed to her tongue. Sister Xu sucked greedily, shaking her head from side to side, her tongue swirling around my glans, occasionally licking my urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, making lewd "woo...woo..."

sounds. At first, my glans felt a sharp pain, followed by a tingling numbness that traveled from my penis to my waist. Then I enjoyed the oral sex provided by the lewd and beautiful young woman. My tongue wasn't idle either, continuing to suck on her labia, gently biting her clitoris, and "digging" deep into her vagina with the tip of my tongue. Xu Jie's vaginal fluid flowed out again. She spat out my penis, tilted her head, and grabbed my fingers, guiding them towards her anus, indicating that I should play with it. I dipped my fingers in her vaginal fluid and began to probe and rub her anus back and forth. At the same time, I continued to lick her tender vulva with my tongue. Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Xu Jie hurriedly took my penis back into her mouth and continued to lick it, occasionally rubbing my testicles with her fingers. As my fingers penetrated deeper into her anus and my tongue licked her tender vulva, if I hadn't been blocking her mouth with my large penis, Xu Jie would definitely have been spewing lewd words of pleasure. Xu Jie pushed out my large glans and said, "Good husband, get up a little. Your penis is too long; it's so hard for me to suck it, it's almost down my throat."

Before I could even raise my body, I knew I had fallen for this slut's trick! I saw Sister Xu bite down on my two large testicles, playing with them back and forth with her teeth and tongue. I don't know if it was my skill or if my testicles were just naturally sexy, but as soon as Sister Xu touched them, she started writhing wildly, freeing one hand to rub her full breasts! She was moaning incoherently, "Oh...good...ooh...mmm..."

After about five minutes of licking, I felt like I was about to ejaculate! Just as I was about to stop, Sister Xu reached her peak of madness, tightly hugging my buttocks. Good heavens, this slut actually stuck her tongue into my anus! I'd never played this game before, and I thought it was a bit like SM (later I learned Sister Xu really liked men's testicles and anuses). I couldn't take it! Seeing that I was about to lose control, I resolutely got up, picked up Sister Xu, and lifted her up, making her hold onto the handlebars and raise her buttocks like a race car driver speeding up a motorcycle. I sat on the back seat, held my 11-centimeter-long penis, and impatiently thrust it into her vagina. It was already incredibly wet inside, and I easily penetrated her uterus. I vigorously massaged her two large breasts with both hands. We screamed wildly, counting together, thrusting over two hundred times, and then we both climaxed with a cry. I ejaculated half of my thick semen into her vagina, and quickly pulled out the rest. Sister Xu licked it with relish.

Chapter 103 Accidentally Getting Married:

Today, a friend and his wife came to visit. My wife and I had dinner with our friend and his wife.

The men drank baijiu, while the women drank cocktails. My friend works for a big company and is usually very busy, so his wife has become a full-time housewife. By the way, his wife is very beautiful, probably because she takes good care of herself and doesn't go out often. She has fair skin and is extremely gentle. When my wife and I make love, I often fantasize about my friend's wife moaning softly in bed! This always makes me extra excited.

The next day was a day off, no work, and since we hadn't had a get-together in a long time, everyone had a great time chatting. During dinner, my friend loudly recounted all sorts of funny stories from his university days, desperately dredging up old memories as jokes, while also drinking heartily. Before long, he was quite tipsy. I glanced at his wife and noticed that although she was thirty-two, she was incredibly alluring, especially after drinking. Her collar had loosened, revealing half of her fair, full breasts. I could vaguely make out her erect, dark red nipples, which trembled occasionally with her laughter. It turned out she wasn't wearing a bra. Damn, I used to fantasize about her all the time, and seeing this live sex show, combined with the alcohol, made me instantly aroused. Because of my pants, it was painfully hard.

They say full-time housewives spend their days watching porn and reading comics, then eagerly sit on their husbands when they get home. I wonder if my friend's wife does that? Wow! This guy's got some good luck with women.

I couldn't help but sigh, thinking about my wife. Although she's quite attractive, she works every day and is exhausted after work. When I want her, she just goes to sleep after a quickie, leaving me often unsatisfied and resorting to masturbation.

Sigh, I guess I'll just have to accept it. Thinking this, I glanced back at my friend. That idiot probably didn't notice my thoughts and was still telling jokes and urging me to drink. So I continued drinking with him.

I usually consider myself a good drinker, but this time I felt dizzy and lightheaded even before I'd had a chance to drink much. I checked the time; it was getting late, and we'd drunk quite a bit. Plus, my wife kept saying she had a headache and wanted to go to bed, so I suggested we go rest. My friend didn't stop me and led us to the bedroom. I carried my wife to the bed. Because of the sexual fantasies I'd just had, although my body was limp, one part of me was rock hard, preventing me from sleeping. You all know what I mean, right? Looking at my wife's alluring body, I couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her nipple. My wife moaned, clearly experiencing intense pleasure, but she didn't seem fully awake yet. So I started rubbing her body. Slowly, her body began to react; her breasts swelled and became very firm, her pink nipples hardened, and she occasionally let out a soft moan from deep within her throat. Her breathing also seemed to change.

Just then, I suddenly heard soft footsteps in the hallway. It was probably my friend going to the bathroom. To avoid making any more noise, I stopped moving and lay motionless on the bed. Just then, the bedroom door opened softly, and I saw my friend tiptoe in. Damn it, this idiot! How could he have such a hobby! I cursed inwardly, but I still didn't move, waiting to see what he would do.

This guy walked up to the bed, leered at my wife's body for a while, then took out a small digital camera and started taking pictures from different angles. "Damn it," I cursed inwardly. So this guy's up to no good; he'd been eyeing my wife all along. But I didn't do anything; I just watched his performance.

After filming for a while, the guy started taking off my wife's clothes and continued filming, while occasionally rubbing his genitals. So this guy had this hobby; it seemed he'd been eyeing my wife for a long time. I suddenly remembered, wasn't I also filled with sexual fantasies about her? I just hadn't had the chance to make a move. Why not… Thinking this, a brilliant plan formed in my mind… When that guy had stripped the last piece of clothing off my wife…

The time came. I suddenly sat up and got out of bed, but I pretended to keep my eyes closed. The guy was already half-dead with fear and simply froze on the edge of the bed. "What a jerk," I cursed inwardly. "I have important things to do today, so I won't hold it against you. As for my wife, consider it a bargain for you, you pig. I'm tired of doing this all the time anyway; today, Grandpa wants a change. You'd better be happy."

I pretended to sleepwalk, left the room, and went to another bedroom. I saw my friend's wife fast asleep. I went into the room, and she seemed to hear my footsteps. She said in a soft, indistinct voice, "Come on... It's been so long since I went to the bathroom, I'm so anxious!" As she spoke, she swayed her snow-white hips. Since the lights were off, she must have mistaken me for her husband. I didn't say anything, thinking to myself, "Don't let my friend's wife's dignified and beautiful appearance in public fool you. She's so wanton in bed at night. Just wait and see how I'll have my way with her."

With that thought, I got into bed, facing her, and grabbed her waist. I started touching her back. I didn't realize how smooth her skin was until I touched it. Her abdomen was flat and taut, pressed tightly against my body. Ah, it felt so good! I couldn't help but think to myself, "She's like a celestial being, a rare beauty on earth."

I slowly moved my hand up her waist and hips, caressing her sexy shoulder blades and fair neck. A strand of her soft, long hair was caught between my fingers as I stroked her, making her feel both excited and ticklish. She couldn't help but giggle. When she laughed, her high, firm breasts trembled and touched my body, making me even more excited. So I decided to tease her properly. In order not to let her know that I was not her husband, I dared not hold her face-to-face for too long (afraid that she would kiss me). So I turned her over, so that I could press my chest against her back and then my hands could freely play with her breasts! Sure enough, after I had rubbed her a few times with a little skill, my friend's wife began to pant and moan: "Husband...you're so good today...ah...this is so...stimulating...ah...it feels so good to rub my breasts...oh ah...I want..."

As she spoke, she began to twist her body, showing that she was very eager.

I didn't respond, but continued my assault. I grabbed my friend's wife's breasts with one hand and kneaded them incessantly, then moved my other hand down, first gently stroking and teasing around her navel. She immediately reacted, her abdominal muscles tightening slightly. Then, I suddenly reached between her thighs and pressed my entire palm against her vulva. "...Ah..."

She seemed unprepared, and her whole body trembled involuntarily from this sudden attack. Instantly, I felt my palm was covered in a sticky liquid; she was already so wet down there.

Immediately afterward, she began to open her legs, thrusting her vulva outward forcefully, her body twisting and turning, trying to fully rub against my palm. Of course, I wouldn't let her succeed so easily. I removed my hand and began to stroke the inside of her thighs. She was clearly enjoying it; the tense muscles in her abdomen began to relax, but she also showed great impatience,

making a sound like a baby crying, "...uh..." I knew what she meant; she wanted me to continue stroking her vulva. But I continued to stroke her slowly and deliberately, from her inner thighs to her groin, fully stimulating every erogenous zone in her body. At each spot, her body trembled slightly, enjoying it. "The most important thing for a woman is not actual intercourse, but caressing," this statement is truly true.

Just as she was enjoying the caresses, I suddenly attacked between her legs again, "...ah..."

This time it was clearly even more stimulating than before.

Her back arched involuntarily, and my hands were already covered in slippery love juice. I took the opportunity to gently rub and stimulate her labia minora and vaginal opening. My friend's wife's breathing became rapid and irregular, and she let out rapid moans. Because of the love juice, the caresses were very smooth, without any discomfort or obstruction. I could clearly feel that her labia minora were engorged and erect, opening to the sides like flower petals, as if thirstily waiting for something.

By this time, a lot of love juice had flowed out, and with my kneading, it began to flow downwards. I touched it and found that her perineum was also sticky with fluid, and it flowed down her buttocks and across her anus, soaking a large area of the blanket under her buttocks.

"So sexy," I thought to myself. I knew she was almost there. To avoid being discovered, I didn't dare attack from the front. So, I grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and stuck her butt out high. She cooperated perfectly; it didn't take much effort. They probably did this position often. I thrust my rock-hard penis forward, and because of the abundant vaginal fluid, with a "squeak," it slid in completely without any resistance! Holy crap! It felt incredibly good. I immediately felt like I was going to ejaculate, but I quickly controlled myself. I remained inside her, holding back.

Then, I pinched her nipples from behind and started kneading them. She clearly couldn't handle the stimulation… ah… ah… and started shaking her hips vigorously, moving back and forth.

Damn it! This was truly an incredibly sensual visual stimulation. Her snow-white, sexy buttocks and those lewd moans made my penis grow even larger. Soaked in her vaginal fluids and gripped by her vaginal walls, my penis became even thicker and more powerful. I began to perform primal thrusting movements. Although this move was old-fashioned, it was the most enjoyable action for women. My lower abdomen kept bumping against her white buttocks, making a "smack...slap..." sound, along with the special "squeak...squeak" sound of her vaginal fluids. It was truly a sensual and delightful experience. My friend's wife had clearly reached a plateau of excitement.

Her head was on the bed, her buttocks sticking up high, twisting and turning to increase friction. I, on the other hand, moved slowly and deliberately, thrusting left and right, occasionally making circular motions with my penis as the center. My waist strength is remarkable; my wife really enjoys this move, and once even fainted from excitement because of it. Sure enough, as soon as I used my special move, my friend's wife immediately cried out, "Oh...oh...my husband...it feels so good...husband...when did you get...so thick...so strong!..."

Her vagina also became noticeably tighter, gripping the base of my penis tightly. But the tighter it was, the harder and thicker my penis became (hehe, men all know this). The rings of sphincter muscles inside her vagina were like a coiled snake wrapping around the glans of my penis. Ah, this feeling is truly indescribable! My wife's vagina isn't as tight as my friend's wife's; it's the "tight on the outside, loose on the inside" type. This beauty in front of me is truly a gem!

I felt an urge to ejaculate. Oh no! I thought, I can't ejaculate at this crucial moment. If I lose control now, the woman will hate me for life! But being inside her is just too stimulating. In a moment of inspiration, I decisively pulled my penis out sharply. There was a "pop," like pulling out a champagne cork, and I felt liquid splash onto my face and body.

Damn it, what a slut… I cursed inwardly, glancing at my penis. It was red and wet from the ordeal, but still erect at a 60-degree angle, the glans full and glistening. Even I was surprised; I'd never had such a strong erection with my wife.

Just as she was moaning anxiously, I used both hands to spread her round buttocks apart and began to carefully examine her private parts. Perhaps due to frequent sex, my friend's wife had relatively thick pubic hair and darker labia minora. I gently parted the labia minora with my fingers, revealing the pink vaginal opening. Due to the intense thrusting just now, there was some white foam sticking to the vaginal opening. Because of the excitement and engorgement, the entire vulva looked like a large, juicy peach, full and covered with obscene vaginal fluid.

I couldn't resist starting to lick her vaginal opening and clitoris. She couldn't take it... Ah... No... No... Although she said no, her waist twisted wildly, and her breasts trembled. Every time my tongue brushed against her clitoris, her legs would tremble. The harder I licked, the more violently she trembled. So, ignoring the fact that my face was covered in her juices, I sped up even more... Ah... Ah... No more... Husband... My friend's wife's legs were already starting to convulse and go weak; she clearly couldn't hold on any longer. Seeing that she was about to give in, I took her clitoris into my mouth... Ah... My friend's wife was clearly struggling with this excessive stimulation; she seemed to be having trouble breathing.

I immediately started inhaling, making my clitoris "suspended" in my mouth. I held this position for about 5 or 6 seconds, then suddenly released it. "Pop!" My clitoris jumped out of my mouth, looking like a tiny crystal peach. Ahh... my friend's wife finally couldn't take it anymore. Her legs were spread wide on the bed, and she didn't even care that her vulva was exposed. She was panting. Speaking of which, I should mention that my friend's wife's genitals smelled stronger than my wife's. It was more like saltwater. It seems that every woman's scent is different.

Besides, my friend's wife was already limp and panting on the bed, but she was still using her hand to find her penis. I wasn't paying attention and got caught red-handed. Ah... I couldn't help but let out a cry.

At that moment, my friend's wife hesitated for a second when she grabbed my penis, as if she had noticed something. Indeed, my penis looked a little different; the tip was very upturned, like a banana. My wife always liked to tease me about how it wasn't straight, but although she said it, she secretly enjoyed it. (Hehe, every woman knows why—it strongly stimulates the G-spot!) "Has my friend's wife found out, or…?"

Just as I hesitated, my friend's wife turned around. I was startled, thinking, "Oh no, I'm going to be found out. " To my surprise, my wife's friend turned around, raised her two snow-white thighs high, and eagerly shoved her penis into her vagina. Without thinking, I followed suit, thrusting in smoothly... "Mmm..." My

friend's wife let out a muffled groan, biting her lip, no longer moaning as before. I suddenly understood; when she grabbed my penis, she had already realized that the person she was having sex with wasn't her husband. She was on the verge of orgasm and didn't want to miss it, so she simply went along with it.

However, she became a little reserved and embarrassed to moan, choosing to remain silent.

Haha, now I can relax. I grabbed her naked body, lifted it above her head, and forcefully pushed my penis deep into her vagina. Because of this position, I could penetrate very deeply. I felt that I had reached my friend's wife's cervix. It felt like a soft ball of cotton, hot and sticky. Every time I thrust, it felt like it was ironing my glans. A wave of pleasure surged from my lower body all the way to my brain. At this point, I didn't care about the "three shallow and one deep" rule anymore. I thrust in to the very root each time... slap... smack... Because my friend's wife stopped moaning, the sound of flesh hitting flesh became even clearer. All I could hear were my friend's wife's gurgling groans and my rough breathing.

Just then, I felt a change within my friend's wife. Her face flushed, her head twisted sharply to one side, her two sexy little legs arched tightly, toes curled inward, and her hands gripped my waist and legs as if trying to grab something. I knew she was probably about to "come," so I braced myself on my elbows, leaning forward against her, pinching her firm nipples hard with both hands while using my strong hip muscles to increase the speed of my thrusts. Thump...thump...thump...thump...thump thump thump... At that moment, it seemed as if time stood still. Under my weight, her breathing became rapid and disordered, and her body began to tense up.

Finally, my overwhelming thrusts reached their end. My penis, unable to bear it any longer, roared, thrusting forward with all my might, pressing tightly against her pubic bone. Ah! Waves of thick, hot semen shot deep into her, and her cervix, as if naturally thirsting for this strong, scalding semen, began to contract, then sucked in waves like a baby, the air thick with a greedy, satisfied, and lewd atmosphere… After a long while, she slowly released her hands, and by then, I must have seen finger marks on my back (I could feel a slight pain). She lay motionless on the bed with her legs wide open, seemingly asleep, her eyes closed, a look of satisfaction and happiness unique to women after orgasm on her face, and the sheets beneath her were soaked… After about ten minutes, I thought it best not to stay overnight, to avoid an awkward situation in the morning, so I returned the way I came. But I couldn't go back to my own room; that stud was probably still engrossed in his lewd lovemaking. Damn it, thinking about it, I couldn't help but curse.

So I found another small guest room to rest, and due to exhaustion, I quickly fell asleep.

I woke up at 9 a.m. the next morning. I quickly washed up and went to the dining room. My friend's wife was already dressed and making breakfast in the kitchen. Thinking about the scene last night, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. She was probably a little embarrassed too, as she didn't dare to look me in the eye, and there was a blush on her face. Oh well, I'll just wander around and not make her feel awkward. "I'll go wake your husband up," I said as I walked towards their room, the very place where I had been so passionate last night. My friend was still fast asleep in bed, but I noticed that the sheets had been changed. "What a cunning woman."

I think she probably changed it after I left, to avoid others discovering the mess. Heh, just then, I noticed my friend's digital camera on the bedside table. A thought struck me, and I skillfully opened the memory card cover, took out the SD card, and chuckled to myself. I carefully put it in my jacket pocket, then gently placed the camera back in its place. I went back to my room, read a couple of pages of a book, and then heard my friend calling my name from outside the door. I went out and greeted him casually, pretending to be confused, saying, "Strange! How come I'm sleeping in the next room?"

Later, my wife came out of the shower, looking a little flustered, but I didn't deliberately ask about last night. We had breakfast together, said some words of thanks, and then went to my friend's house. It was truly an unforgettable experience.

And since then, dozens more erotic photos of my wife have appeared in my personal computer's digital photo album, in the "Family Fun" folder...

The 104th post features my sexy married woman

, Shuang. She's

165cm tall, with an oval face and large, expressive eyes. Actually, you don't even need to see her figure; her eyes alone are sexy, although her figure is impeccable—straight, smooth shoulders, a neck that's neither too thick nor too thin, and long, straight, silky hair. Her

breasts are almost perfectly developed.

While her waist isn't exactly slender, it complements her overall figure well, and she always stands ramrod straight. Combined with her long legs, I was fortunate enough to see her in a slit skirt; her thighs were full and rounded, and her calves were straight and long, giving her an extraordinary air.

After all, she's a university English teacher.

Our relationship isn't deep; we met indirectly.

Last summer, she moved into a new house and invited us over, which we gladly accepted.

After admiring the cozy room, a group of us friends sat down to play cards. She sat opposite me, wearing a V-neck t-shirt from Chanel (I believe no girl doesn't recognize this brand). Because she frequently had to reach for cards on the table, she would lean forward from time to time, and her pair of white, full breasts with a clearly defined cleavage always made my heart flutter.

Soon, I was completely defeated. I helplessly threw down my cards, leaned back against her rarely seen, beautiful back, and sighed:

"No, no, I can't turn this around." Hearing that I was about to give up, she smiled at me:

"Don't be like that, we're having so much fun. Come on, let me help you deal the cards so you can switch hands." She's truly a well-bred lady, so understanding.

So, she gave her seat to the girl next to her and sat next to me. It's rare to see such a close-knit group, especially since several people were sitting there. We were pressed tightly together, my thigh against her side hip (I was sitting quite far back because she was dealing the cards). I could feel the pressure from her buttocks; they were incredibly firm.

My erection began to tighten, blood rushing to my head. To relieve the pressure, I leaned back, which almost made my nose bleed. She was wearing low-rise pants, and every time she leaned forward to get the cards, the waistband would slip down. I could see not only her smooth, supple waist but also the barely visible upper edge of her buttocks. I think she was completely unaware, because she was having so much fun, occasionally leaning closer to me, mysteriously showing off the cards in her hand. At these times, her breasts were almost pressed against my arm; the combination of firmness and softness was almost unbearable, plus the wafting fragrance…

I was about to collapse.

I tried hard to control myself, but my instinctive reaction was a severe test for the quality of my trousers; the buttons, like my nerves, were on the verge of collapse.

Afraid of being discovered, I pretended to go get some water. After the meal, everyone left, and I followed them downstairs. Suddenly, I remembered I'd left my camera at her house, so I told everyone to go ahead and went back alone.

Knocking on her door, the sight before me stunned me. She had changed into a silk pajamas with spaghetti straps, revealing her bare shoulders, high breasts, and flowing hair. The hem, reaching her knees, revealed her smooth, white legs. Her questioning gaze was captivating; I was stunned. I

stammered out my reason for returning, and she smiled gently:

"You have a good memory," she said. To me, it sounded like a coquettish rebuke, her voice sweet enough to melt anyone's heart, even though I knew she meant no harm.

I entered the room and casually closed the door behind me. She didn't seem to notice, turning her back to me as

she walked in to find my camera. Behind her, I shamelessly admired the hem of her nightgown bulging from her full hips, and I had an urge to lift it up. When I finally found a glimpse of her beautiful figure, she bent down and rummaged through the cushions. I was right behind her, and suddenly, a force from somewhere pushed me forward. I pretended to trip, then pounced on her—or perhaps "pounced" would be more accurate—and pressed my hand down on her buttocks. I felt the deep crevice, because my hand was practically embedded in it. I then slid my hand up along the crevice, and oh my god, the silk felt like caressing her skin.

She turned around abruptly, giving me a reproachful look, but seeing it was unintentional, she didn't seem to care and straightened her clothes.

I went back to the TV cabinet to look for her. Perhaps she had sensed something and was trying to keep her distance, but the stimulation had left me in a semi-conscious state. I gradually approached her, admiring her captivating body and inhaling her alluring fragrance.

I finally couldn't control myself. I went over and grabbed her waist from behind, pressing my hard lower body against her high, full buttocks.

She was quite surprised and desperately tried to pry my arms off her.

I held her tightly and brought my mouth close to her earlobe, gently biting it. Her body trembled, and she let out a suppressed groan, shaking violently from side to side, trying to break free.

I pressed her against the wall, making her face the wall. I held her hands tightly with one hand and pressed them against the wall, while my other hand slid through her thin nightgown to her chest. Her breasts bounced under my kneading, sometimes coming together, sometimes separating, changing shape at will. I could no longer control the strength in my hands.

Her voice was choked with sobs as she cried out,

"What are you doing...

no...

ah..."

She lived on the top floor with soundproof windows, so I wasn't worried about her cries being heard, and I didn't stop.

I leaned close to her ear and said breathlessly,

"I know your husband is out of town. Aren't you lonely?

You're so sexy, don't you know how attractive you are to men?

Don't you crave to be pampered by a man?... " Before I could finish, she shouted,

"Let me go! I don't want to be forced, I..." Before she could finish, I sealed her lips with mine, kissing her forcefully. As our tongues intertwined, I sucked hard, and she only let out a faint sob from her throat.

The more she struggled, the tighter I pressed my body against hers. My hands moved from her chest down to her abdomen, a flat yet soft belly, her breath quickening and relaxing. Without lingering, I continued my advance down her lower abdomen. She struggled even more, but it was all in vain. Without any resistance, I thrust between her legs, kneading her vulva through her panties.

I pressed my lower body even tighter against her buttocks. To avoid my hands, she tightened her legs and arched her back. Did I mention how flexible her waist was?

I stroked her waist, holding her tightly. My hard erection felt the pressure from her elastic buttocks; it felt as if she was responding to me.

I lifted her up by the waist and carried her behind the rare, beautiful woman. I pressed her against the back of the chair, making her lean forward with her abdomen against the backrest. This way, her upper body was suspended in the air, her lower body on the ground, and her buttocks were raised high and completely exposed to me. She couldn't exert any strength and could only struggle futilely. Caught off guard, I lifted her skirt, revealing her full buttocks and shapely, long thighs, which almost made me dizzy. Her buttocks, that round bottom without an ounce of fat, were very firm, rising from the base of her equally full thighs. Any man would want to grab her and have sex with her.

"Let me go, I beg you, ah…

no…" This cry of "no" made my heart tremble with excitement, because I was roughly tearing off her panties, which she was tightly clutching, all the way down to her heels. As I pulled, she was almost suspended in the air.

Her lower body was now completely exposed.

She cried out in a threatening tone,

"You can't do this! What are you doing? I...

I won't let you defile me...

um." The "um" came from my hand pressing heavily on her labia and kneading them. It seems that no matter the situation, instinct is still irresistible. But she quickly recovered. "What do you want to do?" (Do you even need to ask?)

"Ah, you dare..." I leaned over her smooth, white back again, gently breathing into her ear as I said,

"I can't control myself either. You're so alluring. Your rosy nipples have only been sucked by your husband. Don't you think that's a pity? Your ass has only been penetrated by one man. Don't you think that's not worth it?

Your naked body has never been violated like this before. Don't you want to experience what it's like to be forced by a man?" (I deliberately made it more explicit.) She simply closed her eyes, as if that would also close her ears, but it didn't work. She shook her head desperately, enduring my violation while avoiding my words.

I increased the pressure on my hand, and my thumb followed... Her buttocks slid upwards; she knew where she was headed, so she struggled even more. I pressed down on her back, my fingers relentless. Finally, my thumb slid to her anus, and she shuddered violently again, letting out a long moan as she buried her head down. I knew she was very sensitive there.

So, while kneading her labia, I pressed and rubbed her anus. She was going crazy, unsure whether it was excitement, fear, or resentment, her body tensing up, making her two flawless, snow-white buttocks look even firmer.

I leaned close to her ear and asked,

"Does it feel good?"

"If it feels good, moan out loud. There's something even better." She stared at me fiercely, tears streaming down her face. Just as she was about to speak, my fingers parted her petals, slipped into her tender flesh, pressed against her bud, and began to tease her rapidly. She could only open her eyes wide and try to endure it.

Then, a surprise came. I felt something overflowing from her little hole. She hadn't wanted it a moment ago, but after only a few minutes, she was already aroused.

I said softly with a mocking tone,

"Still a little slut." She bit her lip in humiliation, but a blush had already risen to her cheeks.

Her cries of "No, no" were intermittent. I pulled down her bra strap with my hand that had been pressing on her shoulder. She tried to grab it, but I forcefully pressed my thumb into her anus. She loosened her grip, and easily pulled her nightgown down to her waist. She was completely naked.

Such a charming woman, a university teacher, usually so aloof, now lying naked before me…

You can imagine the arousal I felt. I eagerly grabbed her breasts, cupping them and moving them up and down, wanting her to see the wanton way her breasts were being violated.

Because of her loss of balance, her hands couldn't always resist me, occasionally needing to reach up to support themselves.

So, I almost recklessly enjoyed her most private parts.

She became impatient and started cursing at me, but I couldn't hear a word. My brain was numb. I raised my hand and slapped her plump, white buttocks with a loud "smack!" She cried out, but didn't dare look back at me, lowering her head and weeping. Her cries carried a sense of resigned defeat. I didn't stop, slowly but resolutely slapping her buttocks. With each slap, she cried out. Gradually, she stopped resisting, only begging me to stop. Perhaps this was the first time she had ever begged anyone.

I smeared some of her vaginal fluid on myself, deliberately showing it to her, and then applied it to her anus, intending to insert my thumb deeper. Once inside, I alternated between thrusting in and out of her anus, rubbing it occasionally, while simultaneously inserting my finger even deeper into her vagina. To my surprise, after about ten thrusts, she suddenly convulsed a few times, accompanied by a suppressed moan. From her vagina, streams of warm vaginal fluid gushed out, staining her swollen buttocks and wetting the floor.

No wonder she hadn't made a sound.

She went limp, still clinging to my back.

Seeing that she had no will to resist, I walked to her, knelt on one knee on the cushion, and brought my already throbbing erection to her.

I stared at her with unquestionable gaze. She was a mature woman and understood my intentions, but having never been forced before, she hesitated.

Then, I pulled another tactic, threatening her, "Sister Shuang, I've already gone all out today, you don't want me to tell anyone, right..." She helplessly raised her head, slowly raised her hand, helped me unbutton my shirt, pulled down my trousers, and then slowly pulled down my underwear. The rhythm was simply...

Perhaps because it had been played with for too long, my penis had gone from hard to semi-soft. She held my base with one hand and supported my hip with the other. The tender skin and slender, fleshy fingers gave me a great stimulation, and I almost lost control. She first stroked it back and forth for a while, and seeing that I didn't get aroused, she looked up at me, and then the hand supporting her hip touched my scrotum, gently playing with it. Then she straightened her charming neck, opened her jade mouth, and took my glans in, sucking it a few times with a little force. It was definitely a feeling of bliss, I believe everyone will believe it. I immediately became very aroused.

Her head moved back and forth, letting my glans slide in and out of her mouth. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed it, saying "tongue." She was indeed clever; she immediately curled her tongue and licked my glans. Then, as long as I gave a command, she would be right there. In this way, I fully enjoyed her tongue skills, licking my scrotum until it was wet.

I suddenly wanted to test her limits, so I stood up a little higher, with my back to her. She didn't understand, so I said from behind. She hesitated for a while. I said, "I'll call your husband in Shanghai right away and tell him I had a great time at your house today and don't want to leave yet. Also, I'm going to send him some great photos to admire." I waved the camera in my hand, which I had just found near the feet of a rare and admirable post. She hurriedly looked up at me with pleading eyes and said,

"No," then reached between my legs and grabbed my penis, stroking it back and forth. I said:

"And her mouth," she said, and then obediently kissed and licked my buttocks with her tongue. "The middle" felt amazing. She licked down my buttocks from my waist down, and then lingered on my anus. I really didn't expect her to do this. It surprised me. I thought she was so amazing. But then I realized she probably wanted me to finish quickly, and it did make me want to ejaculate immediately. I immediately turned around and went back to her. She looked at me suspiciously, wondering what I was going to do. I pressed her smooth back down and made her lie on my back. She realized something and started to resist again. Sure enough, there was a problem earlier. I didn't care what she said. I grabbed her buttocks with one hand and lifted them up. I grabbed her hair with the other hand, aimed at her vulva, and thrust in. Before she could resist, I had her inside me. I saw her head suddenly lift up and "Ah..." This sound had changed from pain to excitement.

I knew I had her. She gripped the rare, exquisite pad tightly, her body swaying back and forth with each thrust. Her plump buttocks made intimate contact with mine with every push. My dream had come true. This alluring woman, this sexy ass, her most coveted vagina was inside me, penetrated by me. Shuang had no strength left to resist. She lay on the rare, exquisite pad, letting me fuck her. But then I slowed down. I wanted to tease her. "Being fucked feels different from regular sex, doesn't it? Let me tell you, I'm already hooked. I want to fuck you again." She was startled by these words and began to resist again. "You...

you're so bad, you...

ah...

I...

ah..." I moved faster and slower, deeper and shallower, not letting her finish her sentence. I wanted to make her lose control.

She started to writhe, and I pulled out my penis, but I didn't change her passive position. I raised the muzzle, and she tensed up, arching her back because my glans touched her anus. Yes, she wasn't wrong, but she had neither the time nor the ability to escape. I thrust my fully lubricated penis into her untouched virgin territory without hesitation. She stretched her neck and back, letting out a pitiful groan, but it was only less than halfway in. She gasped, "No...

no, no, I can't take it...

ah, don't go any further." It was so tight there, which excited me immensely. I watched her plump buttocks sticking up high, and I wasn't about to give up. With a forceful thrust, it went in all the way. At this moment, she... All her most precious parts belonged to me. Shuang's hands waved wildly in the air. Every time I penetrated her, she would moan, which was the greatest stimulation for me. I picked her up again and laid her face down on the rare and beautiful bed. I pressed my whole body against her back. She seemed to have completely given up, letting me take whatever I wanted from her. At this moment, waves of pleasure surged through my lower body. I said in a commanding tone, "Push your ass up." She completely changed. She desperately lifted her buttocks and actively used her vagina to rape my penis, while letting out a captivating moan. Her moans were unbearable to hear even without having sex with her.

I resisted, letting her offer herself. I pinched, flicked, pulled, and teased her erect nipples, and she cried out even more seductively. I almost forced her into my rare, blissful state. Finally, under the onslaught of her plump buttocks, a surge of heat gushed out, all absorbed by her body. At the same time, her whole body tensed, her brows furrowed, and she tossed her long hair back. Then, a surge of heat hit my glans.

I lay on top of her for two minutes, not even withdrawing my penis.

She didn't move, her irresistible buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen, still so resilient. I gently stroked them, slowly pulled out, and turned her over. Good heavens, she had her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying it. When I looked at her again, she immediately composed herself, her eyes filled with a mournful expression. Looking into those eyes was like an aphrodisiac for me. I said:

"It's all wet down there, help me clean it up," she said, standing up and silently leading me to the bathroom. She turned on the water, and I hugged her tightly. "I said, you help me," she said. She pursed her lips, seemingly lost in thought, then squatted down and slowly lifted my now-normal penis. She took it into her mouth, her tongue rolling over it, one hand kneading my scrotum, the other tracing down my crotch to my anus, massaging it gently and inserting it lightly. When I became erect again, she sucked all the evidence from my penis, the very thing that had just mercilessly violated me, and then suddenly began to thrust rapidly back and forth, her tongue clicking wildly, her mouth pumping in and out quickly. I let out a helpless roar and ejaculated once more.

"It's clean now." What happened next was completely unexpected. As we put our clothes back on, I regained my senses. "Sister Shuang...

I..." "Don't say anything," she pressed her finger to my lips, stopping me from continuing. "Actually, I...

I wanted you to come up to me just now too." I was so surprised I didn't know what to say, I just stared at her with wide eyes. At this moment, she became even calmer. "Then why were you...

so..." "So unwilling, right?

Although, that's what I wanted, it was the first time I'd been violated like this...

Do you think I'm a promiscuous woman?" "Of course not," I whispered.

"And, you played with me so much..." Oh my god, hearing her say "I was played with by you" almost made me lose control again.

I knew it. Her husband was away all year round, and she had been alone in her empty house for so long. For a healthy and sexy woman like her, she must have endured a lot of torment.

I raised my hand to delete the photos on the camera, but she stopped me. "I know you're not a shameless person, so I'll let you do this. Download these photos to my computer, and I'll keep them safe as evidence of your crimes." She smiled faintly, and I handed her the camera.

Before leaving, I turned back and kissed her cheek, and she reciprocated with her lips. We kissed passionately for half a minute before reluctantly leaving. After a long while, I heard her close the door behind me... 10-08,
Chapter 105: Sexual Fantasy

Exposes Wife. Today is the third day. We were originally going back to Taipei, but we got carried away and went too far. Since tomorrow is still a holiday, we decided to stay another day.

I was invited to go on a trip with my wife, whom I've been married to for six months. Because we don't have a car, my wife's colleague, He Li, and her husband, A Zheng, wanted to go to Kenting National Park, but they were worried about driving alone and asked us to come along.

To save money, we shared a four-person room on our last night. Having gotten to know each other better over the past two or three days, my wife and I went for a walk on the beach after dinner. The romantic night air and gentle breeze made us share a passionate kiss. Under my caresses, she easily became breathless. I couldn't resist touching her, and under the cover of darkness, I reached down to her crotch. She was already soaked; her underwear was completely wet. However, being older, we weren't impulsive enough to do it right away.

Back at the hotel, He Li and A Zheng hadn't returned yet. Since we had a car, we could stay out a little later. After showering, my wife secretly told me, "The only clean pair of underwear I had just gotten wet, and I didn't put it back on, so… well… I didn't wear it."

I thought it was okay; we were going to sleep anyway, who would see? We left a bedside lamp on and went to bed.

In a daze, they came in. I heard He Li go to take a shower first, and A-Zheng turned on the TV. Although it was very quiet, I could still clearly hear his seductive moans. He was enjoying something interesting. I squinted to see what was going on, but my wife was already fast asleep. Unexpectedly, A-Zheng's gaze was fixed on our bed. I carefully made sure he didn't notice I was awake. Sure enough! He was staring straight at our bed.

I suddenly realized what he was looking at. My wife wasn't the stunning type, but she was still above average in looks, especially with her tall figure, a full 170cm, 35C-26-37. She was undeniably hot. Even though there was air conditioning in the summer, she didn't need a blanket. Wearing my beach shorts, which were so loose they were like a culotte, and with my wife unconsciously bending her knees while sleeping, the legs of her shorts naturally slipped down, making her even more exposed.

I cursed inwardly: You pervert, still looking!

Unexpectedly, he went even further, sitting on the edge of their bed and lecherously staring at my wife's thighs across the bedside table. He looked extremely nervous, constantly checking to see if we were awake, and then focusing his attention on my wife's crotch. After about ten minutes, he couldn't resist and secretly tried to pull down my wife's pant leg. However, the movement tickled my wife's thigh, so she scratched it, exposing her entire thigh. She shifted her leg slightly, but instead of being visible, she spread her legs and fell down, one leg resting on my leg, the other spread on the bed. I hoped this didn't expose her.

But things didn't go as planned. From Ah Zheng's perspective, the pubic hair at the base of her thighs was slightly visible. The light wasn't bright, but surprisingly, there was no sign of the expected panties at the base of my wife's thighs. This surprise greatly piqued Ah Zheng's curiosity.

Just as A-Zheng was about to take further action, He-Li called out softly to him, asking him to get a towel. He went into the bathroom, and a little while later, He-Li came out, and A-Zheng took his turn showering.

After showering, He-Li walked around the bed to the table next to my bed and applied bottle after bottle of moisturizing lotion, first to her face, then to her hands. Although she didn't go so far as to come out wearing only a towel, she was only wearing a long t-shirt. She probably didn't want to wake us up, so she didn't turn on the light. In the shadows, she didn't notice my open eyes. I wanted to chat with her for a bit, but her next action made me swallow all my words with pleasure.

She put her feet on the edge of our bed and continued applying lotion, essentially exposing her private parts to me. Her white, see-through panties were just a tiny piece, and a patch of black pubic hair peeked out. Unlike my wife, she hadn't carefully hidden all her pubic hair when she put on her panties; the lace trim was loosely covering her, but unfortunately, her private parts were hidden by the panties. However, she would still pull the fabric open a little bit with each movement, and in the dim light, I could almost see her labia majora peeking out. Finally, she used her chin to hold the fabric, lifting it completely, glancing at me warily before turning her back to me and unhooking her bra.

I didn't hold back, staring wide-eyed at her private parts. From the side, I saw her cupping and kneading her breasts, and my little brother immediately stood erect, the engorged penis peeking out from the seam of her shorts. Even more outrageous, she then slipped her hand under her waistband, pulled down her panties, and rubbed her plump buttocks. I never expected that the seemingly innocent He Li would have such thick pubic hair; I could even see tiny flower petals peeking out. I really had to look at her differently.

He Li carefully rubbed herself, completely relaxed, humming a song in her mind. Her panties rolled up and rested on her knees. After neatly wiping herself, she pulled them back up, went back to the bed, lay down, and closed her eyes comfortably and happily.

But I couldn't sleep. I looked at He Li's bed; her expression was peaceful. I got up, wanting to sneak a touch on her to get revenge on her husband for spying on my wife. I tiptoed to her side, carefully observing whether she was asleep. I deliberately opened the suitcase next to her and rummaged through a pair of pants so I could use it as an excuse if she woke up. The sound of rummaging didn't wake her.

I then lifted the blanket over her lower body. She still didn't wake up. Under the blanket, her thighs were smooth and tender, like alabaster. Her panties weren't very tight, and I could easily slip my fingers in from the side and pull them open her labia majora. This action startled He Li, and I quickly withdrew my hand. She frowned, stirred, and continued sleeping. I almost made a mistake and angered her. I carefully grabbed the bottom of her left panty again, squeezed it with both hands, and pulled hard. The thin material was easily stretched loose, and the loose panties couldn't protect He Li's vulva.

I reached out and gently stroked her, but He Li woke up unexpectedly. My hand was still on her private parts, my middle finger even digging into her slit. Before she could react, I pulled my hand away. He Li opened her eyes and looked at me, her vulva exposed under her tattered panties. She vaguely knew I had been touching her. Faced with my perfunctory smile, my heart was pounding, afraid she would find out. She had probably just fallen asleep, but not deeply. Suddenly, I realized I was only wearing panties. Looking down, I was shocked to find a lot of my dark pubic hair showing. I quickly covered myself with the blanket in embarrassment.

I went back to bed and lay down, unable to fall asleep for a long time. I secretly reached out and unhooked my wife's bra, and began to play with my sleeping wife. She's my wife, so there's no need to be polite. I know every sensitive spot of hers perfectly well.

In the six months since our marriage, my wife's libido has gradually awakened. She's no longer the shy woman she was six months ago when she first experienced intimacy. After just a few caresses, she's already dripping wet in her dazed state. I pulled up her shorts, and when she gets aroused, she spreads her legs wide, revealing her vulva. Her vagina is glistening with fluid, and her tender, red clitoris is wet and contracting. Normally, I'd immediately mount her, but considering whether He Li is asleep, I'd be careful. Of course, today I intentionally wanted to play with her a little more, gently pressing and pinching her clitoris. My wife squeezed her legs tightly together in pleasure, releasing even more fluid.

But I overlooked Ah Zheng in the shower… He came out without warning. I didn't have time to help my wife put on her pants; I just quickly covered her private parts with a small sheet. My wife was still aroused, gently twisting her waist, her legs opening and closing, stimulating her vulva with these movements, hoping for some comfort. I had no choice but to pretend to be asleep, perhaps secretly hoping to expose my beautiful wife.

Ah Zheng walked out of the bathroom and looked at the bed. My wife, waiting for my caresses, didn't understand what was going on. She lewdly lifted the sheets with one hand and touched her vulva, while the other hand caressed her breasts through the sheets. She then arched her legs. Wow! Wouldn't that expose her completely?

Ah Zheng saw a beautiful woman lying down with her legs spread open, exposing her vulva in a lewd manner. He immediately approached carefully and saw my wife's beautiful vulva. A tuft of fine, soft pubic hair was spread across her snow-white lower abdomen, extending all the way to the mysterious triangle area. A longer tuft of black hair grew from the cleft, curly and densely covering the area around the vulva as it spread open between the two tender flesh. He first leaned down and sniffed it, then turned to look at his wife and me on the bed.

To his surprise, the beautiful woman before him was already soaking wet, her red labia contrasting with her damp pubic hair, her buttocks wet with vaginal fluid. Without her noticing, he extended his middle finger and lightly touched her labia majora. She seemed not to resist; in fact, his wife had been waiting for his defilement. He then boldly stroked her entire genitals. The mature woman spread her legs wider, allowing his hand to press against the intricate, tender flesh of her vulva, making his hand completely wet—she was utterly aroused.

He pressed on her opening, then slowly inserted the first knuckle of his middle finger. Seeing no resistance, he pushed the entire finger in, gently moving it in and out a couple of times. His wife, stimulated, trembled, automatically rubbing herself, deeply yearning for further satisfaction. He bent his thumb and pressed it against his wife's clitoris, that sensitive spot. He knew this slut couldn't handle it, and sure enough, she immediately let out a soft, deep "humph."

Seeing this, even the slowest Ah Zheng would understand. He moved slowly and quietly, climbing onto my bed. He'd already taken off his underwear, which was in the way. This kid... I didn't want him to see me awake, so I kept my eyes closed. Once on

the bed, Ah Zheng first lifted the blanket over my wife, then pulled back her clothes. Two snow-white, elastic mounds of flesh, their red nipples already erect,

were visible. He admired the beauty before him in the dim light. My wife, mistaking me for someone who wanted to have sex with her, tucked the sheet under her buttocks. Ah Zheng's pupils dilated, and he swallowed hard. My wife automatically spread her legs, clearly needing penetration. The seeds of desire had been sown during their evening walk, and now they were quietly sprouting. Her juices were flowing so much that even her buttocks were wet. Ah Zheng didn't immediately insert his penis. He lowered his head and took my wife's clitoris into his mouth. As his tongue moved, a "sizzling" sound came from her wet vagina. My wife was already writhing and twisting with pleasure.

Damn! Without even seeing who was doing her, she just had this wanton, horny look on her face.

Ah Zheng slowly began to insert his penis into the woman's honey pot on the bed. My wife didn't open her eyes. As the man approached her, she felt the touch of his penis on her genitals. As usual, she used her hands to pull open her labia majora, exposing her entire tender pink vulva. She held the glans and satisfiedly accepted the penetration.

Ah Zheng didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He boldly lifted my wife's clothes and gently rubbed her breasts. I knew my wife's endurance had reached its limit. She was so aroused that she slowly started to twist her hips, trembling back and forth. But Ah Zheng was afraid of waking me up and didn't want to make any big movements.

This teasing only made my wife more anxious. She rubbed her breasts with one hand and spread her right thigh with the other, arching her back to let Ah Zheng's penis penetrate deeper. Then she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, just like her usual fiercely wanton self.

Seeing this, Ah Zheng couldn't help but gently thrust a few times, which was like adding fuel to the fire for my wife's current state. She immediately began to moan ecstatically. This slut had only been touched once, was she about to climax? I saw her shaking her body wildly, hugging Ah Zheng tightly, letting him press her breasts down, and then she shook herself violently, straightening her legs and releasing a gush of vaginal fluid.

From the distinctly different sounds Ah Zheng made during his thrusts, I could tell she was really enjoying it.

After she climaxed once, Ah Zheng didn't give my wife a chance to catch her breath, continuing to thrust without stopping, raising her right leg, helping her turn over and lie face down. My wife's consciousness was completely occupied by the tingling sweetness coming from her lower body, and she didn't think of resisting, raising her sexy buttocks high. Although Ah Zheng was afraid I would wake up, he couldn't resist, rubbing her breasts with one hand and digging into her vagina with the other hand around her waist.

The wife, her hands braced on the bed, felt a slight confusion. Her husband rarely played with other men's bodies like this; his damned thing seemed unusually large today. Her hands seemed to be searching for familiar touches, but the man behind her felt somewhat unfamiliar. Ah Zheng didn't give her a chance to think.

Damn! He's having sex with someone else's wife without any tenderness. How could my wife, whom I've only been married to for six months, withstand this kind of stimulation? Involuntarily, she became aroused again.

She occasionally opened her eyes, wanting to turn around and look at the man playing with her. Suddenly, she noticed me beside her. So who was the man inside her now?

Her body's reaction prevented her from thinking further. Every sensitive spot on her body was being touched, and she quickly reached another climax, releasing even more vaginal fluid. This orgasm lasted for a while; her hips trembled back and forth, her appearance utterly lewd, and she let out deep groans. Finally, her legs collapsed and spread apart after a tense moment. She was fucked to heaven. My experience tells me she's already finished, she's practically ecstatic, and now she's powerless to resist. The sensual stimulation has left her delirious; she's actually being violated by another man in this wanton state? She's so exhausted she closes her eyes. But Ah Zheng doesn't let up at all, relentlessly raping my wife. She's completely worn out, lying there letting Ah Zheng rape her, her vagina wet and sticky, even the sheets are stained with her fluids. After a while, Ah Zheng thrusts in forcefully, penetrating to the hilt, stiffening his erection, ejaculating thick semen, and pulling out his penis. My wife is still sprawled out, her legs wide open, too exhausted to clean herself, and she falls asleep. At six in the morning, the morning call rings. Ah Zheng and my wife wake up at the same time to answer it. My wife's genitals are still exposed. In her panic, she gets up to answer the phone, only to realize that her vulva is completely exposed to someone else. My wife was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. She nervously dropped the phone, covered her private parts, and her hand touched the wet, slippery opening of her vagina. Because she was standing, the thick semen that had been ejaculated inside her the night before spilled out. Ah Zheng considerately tore off a piece of toilet paper for her. She immediately covered her genitals, whispering to Ah Zheng not to look at her anymore. But Ah Zheng whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law! I'm sorry about last night, I was too rough with you."

My wife was stunned. She couldn't believe that the person she had been so wanton with last night wasn't her husband. She was filled with shame and regret. Thinking back carefully, she realized it was true. She looked at Ah Zheng resentfully, not knowing what to do.

Later, we all pretended nothing had happened and happily returned to Taipei. But I can't forget the feeling of my wife being raped. Next time, if I have the chance...

Chapter 106: An Amorous Encounter with Jing

. The weather is great today, not a cloud in the sky. I feel like something's missing. My little sister and older sister are at work and don't have time to keep me company. I'm so bored. What should I do? Oh right, it seems Aunt Jing is home. Why don't I go to her house for a visit?

You don't even know who Jing is? Let me introduce you, she's quite remarkable. From 1988 to 1992, she studied Directing at the Shanghai Theatre Academy. From 1993 to 1997, she was the host of the quiz show "Brainstorming" on the Shanghai Television Arts Center (awarded one of the Top Ten Program Hosts in China). From 1997 to 1998, she pursued a postgraduate degree in Chinese Film History through a joint program between Shanghai University and the Film Research Center of Beijing Film Academy (part-time). From 1998 to 2002, she was the host of the program "Let's Talk" on the Shanghai Television News Channel (awarded the "Golden Thread Award"). From 2000 to the present, she has been the host of CCTV's "Choice" and "Studio 12" programs. She hosted the final of the recently concluded "International College Debate Competition" and joined the "Tell It Like It Is" program in September 2002.

She is around 35 years old, 167 cm tall, and possesses a very charming, calm, and composed demeanor with a lovely smile. She was charming and well-maintained, looking like a newlywed. Whenever I saw her, I always enjoyed watching her big, swaying buttocks, and I really wanted to touch them.

I went upstairs and Aunt Jing opened the door. The house was empty, as if she were the only one there, as if she had just been drinking. Oh right, is today National Day? Perfect, no one to drink with, so I came over to have dinner with Aunt Jing. I went inside, closed the door, and locked it behind me. I saw Aunt Jing take off her coat, and we started eating. While toasting, I took the opportunity to glance down at Aunt Jing's breasts, catching a glimpse of the soft, white skin at the upper edge of her breasts and her alluring cleavage. Although I only saw a little, it was enough to drive me wild, making my lower body constantly aroused. Suddenly, my chopsticks fell to the ground. I bent down to pick them up and saw Aunt Jing's knees together, her two snow-white, alluring legs mostly exposed. Outside, I could almost see the full, rounded skin at the base of her thighs; the temptation was incredibly stimulating. My eyes, though glazed over, kept glancing under the table. Aunt Hejing instinctively squeezed her legs together, realizing she was already closed and hadn't lost her composure. Looking under the table, she saw her two pink legs, mostly exposed, smooth and glossy, truly dazzling and alluring. Then she looked at me, and our eyes met… I was afraid she'd say something, but Aunt Hejing only smiled at me. There was no reproach in her eyes, nor did she make any move to pull down her skirt; her two fair, beautiful legs, still mostly exposed, remained. I felt a surge of excitement. Next, I drank my wine, my mind unsettled. Aunt Hejing seemed to have drunk too much. I helped her to the bed; I thought she was truly drunk, feeling her body against mine, incredibly tempting. I stole glances at her sexy, mature body, my desire rising wildly, my penis hardening. But I didn't dare to make a move. Aunt Hejing casually closed the door, turned around and leaned against me. I immediately felt her full, soft body and smelled her alluring fragrance. Her eyes were blazing with fire, her face flushed with shyness, and she said coquettishly, "Help me up?"

I stared blankly at her sexy, shapely body. At that moment, I felt her small hand hook around my waist, while her other hand pressed against my genitals... I knew something was going to happen today. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I grabbed Aunt Hejing's body, pressing my face against hers. Our necks intertwined, and we kissed passionately... My right hand reached down, rolled up her coat, and slipped under her skirt, caressing Aunt Hejing's round, pert buttocks through her small panties. Hejing was focused on sucking my tongue, oblivious to the fact that she had already been violated. My fingers parted the lace edge of her panties, touching Hejing's full, firm breasts. Her buttocks were smooth and elastic to the touch. My fingers traced the lace edge of her panties, moving from her buttocks to the front, my palm cupping her beautifully rounded mons pubis. My palm touched the soft, dense pubic hair, and my middle finger probed inside… I felt that the mysterious, tender crevice was already incredibly wet.

My middle finger gently pinched and inserted at the alluring entrance, and she involuntarily raised her head, panting heavily, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes glazed, emitting intoxicating moans. Then, she slumped limply into my arms, completely at my mercy. Thinking of He Jing, a famous CCTV anchor, unlike the typical wanton woman; seeing her usually pure and innocent body now moaning and throbbing with desire under my caresses and teasing, I felt a perverse and lewd sense of accomplishment.

I removed her coat, gazing at this mature, middle-aged beauty, half-naked, lying there waiting to be ravaged… I no longer hesitated… Slowly, I quickly pulled off my trousers and underwear, my erect penis throbbing. I knelt down, yanked off He Jing's lace panties, and then, holding my penis with my right hand, guided it towards her wet, slippery vulva. The glans first touched her delicate labia, soft and smooth. I gripped my penis, using the glans to tease and rub against her everted labia, arousing He Jing's intense desire. Her lower body trembled, her head turned left and right, her brows furrowed, her vulva itching unbearably as if bitten by insects, her fingers gripping the blanket tightly. Seeing her so unbearably itchy, I couldn't help but thrust my penis forward, the glans parting her labia, slowly penetrating the depths of her wet, tight vulva. I felt that although He Jing's vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it still tightly bound my penis. My penis was fully inside, reaching the depths of her tender vulva, exploring its depths, and then I began to thrust relentlessly… Aunt He Jing's first time with her husband A man other than He Jing inserted his large penis into her small, fleshy hole, and she couldn't help but half-close her beautiful eyes. Her two plump, snow-white legs actively climbed onto my waist, intently savoring the shape and rhythm of the fresh penis. I thrust wildly for a while, and seeing the dignified, gentle, noble, and beautiful He Jing lying between my legs, her wanton and seductive state completely different from her usual self, I felt extremely satisfied. Stimulated by her charming and seductive state, my blood boiled even more, and my penis swelled even more. I thrust forward forcefully, and my entire large penis, flowing with her juices, entered her moist flesh hole. I never imagined that He Jing's little hole would be as beautiful as her thin cherry lips. "Ouch!" She frowned and let out a soft cry, her two labia tightly gripping my large penis. My large penis was completely inserted into her little cunt, which made me feel extremely comfortable. I excitedly said, "Aunt He Jing... I finally got you..." "I love you...you know...I've been waiting for this moment for so long..." "Ah...you bastard...you still call me auntie, ah...your, your cock is so thick and hard...so big...so thick..." She couldn't help but moan lewdly. The feeling of that big cock filling her little hole was so fulfilling, so swollen, so full. Her eyes were slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she looked intoxicated! I gently thrust in and out, and He Jing's two labia were just as sexy as the two cherry lips on her pink face. They squeezed and sucked on the big glans, and the pleasure of sucking spread throughout my body, making me overjoyed: I never thought that He Jing was such a natural beauty! "Wow...so good...He Jing...you're really something...I never thought that you were so charming on the outside...and your little hole is even more wonderful...like a greedy little mouth...sucking my big cock until it's incredibly itchy..." I teased.

"You lecherous devil...you've ruined me...and you're still teasing me..." Her face flushed crimson. "You pervert...stop talking, hurry...hurry up...it feels so, so uncomfortable inside my pussy...hurry, hurry up and move..." So I sped up my thrusts, pounding into her flower, and Jing was so thoroughly penetrated that her whole body went numb. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her fair and tender buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, making her pussy even more prominent to meet the thrusts of my big cock. She moaned rapidly with pleasure from her cherry-like lips, her full and tender breasts bobbing up and down like fleshy balls. Jumping and trembling, she gasped for breath, sweat pouring down her face, her lewdness on full display as she cried out: "Ah...you rascal...you lecher...it feels so good...so beautiful...harder, harder..." Oh...so comfortable...it feels so good...my dear, dear brother who knows how to play with my pussy...my dear husband...it feels so good when you penetrate me...ouch...oh, oh..." She gasped with intense pleasure: "Ah, I can't take it anymore...such a powerful cock!" "…So beautiful…So pleasurable…I'm going to lose it again…" she shouted excitedly, not caring whether her lewd voice could be heard outside the room. Her smooth, snow-white body swayed wildly back and forth, covered in glistening beads of sweat. I triumphantly ignored her pleas and thrust my penis in and out even harder. The stimulation brought wave after wave of pleasure pushed her lust to the peak of orgasm. Her whole body was numb, she felt like she was dying of pleasure. Her two tender labia flipped in and out with the thrusting of my penis. She was so comfortable that her whole body spasmed. A large amount of hot, wet fluid gushed out of her vagina, scalding my glans and making it tingle… Aunt Jing's starry eyes were slightly open, and a look of satisfaction and pain appeared on her lips. I could feel her vagina contracting and sucking my penis. I thrust quickly, and finally I couldn't hold back anymore and cried out: "Jing…Oh…So good…Your vagina…sucks me so well…I, I also…" "I'm going to cum..." He Jing desperately lifted her plump buttocks to meet my final thrust. In the instant of pleasure, my whole body felt a surge of release, my ejaculation gates opened wide, and scalding semen gushed and filled her vagina. She felt the powerful heat deep within her. "Oh, oh..." Teacher He Jing breathed heavily, lost in ecstasy, lying face down on the bed; I fell onto her beautiful back, her vagina feeling like parched land suddenly irrigated by rain. I pressed tightly against He Jing's back, our lovemaking tender and affectionate whispers murmured, we both reaching the peak of passion. This continued for a while, then I pulled my large penis out of her vagina, then lay down beside her, embracing my aunt tightly, our legs intertwined, our lips locked in a passionate kiss, trembling incessantly, quietly enjoying the most beautiful peak of desire.

The weather was beautiful today, cloudless. But something felt missing... Well, my little girl and sister are at work today and don't have time to keep me company. I'm so bored! What should I do? Oh right, it seems Aunt He Jing is home. Why don't I go to her house and play?

You don't know who He Jing is? Let me introduce her to you; she's quite remarkable. 1988-1992: Studied Directing at Shanghai Theatre Academy; 1993-1997: Host of a quiz show at Shanghai Television Arts Center (awarded one of the Top Ten National Program Hosts); 1997-1998: Postgraduate in Chinese Film History (part-time), a joint program between Shanghai University and Beijing Film Academy Film Research Center; 1998-2002: Host of a news program on Shanghai Television (awarded the "Golden Thread Award"); 2000-present: Host of programs on CCTV (awarded the "Golden Thread Award"); She also hosted the final of the recently concluded "International College Debate Competition." She joined the column in September 2002.

She was around 35 years old, about 167 cm tall. She was very charming, calm, composed, with a captivating smile, and very well-maintained; she looked like a newlywed. Whenever I saw her, I always enjoyed watching her big buttocks sway, and I really wanted to touch them.

I went upstairs, and Aunt Jing opened the door. The house was empty, as if she were the only one there, as if she had just been drinking. Oh right, is today National Day? Perfect, no one to drink with, so I came over to have dinner with Aunt Jing. After entering the house and closing the door, I casually locked it. I saw Aunt Jing take off her coat, and we started eating. When we were toasting, I took the opportunity to glance down at Aunt Jing's breasts, catching a glimpse of the white, slightly raised skin at the upper edge of her breasts and her alluring cleavage. Although I didn't see much, it was enough to stir my soul, making my lower body constantly aroused. Suddenly my… The chopsticks fell to the floor. I bent down to pick them up and saw Aunt Hejing's knees pressed together, her two snow-white, alluring legs mostly exposed. I could almost see the full, rounded skin at the base of her thighs; the temptation was incredibly stimulating. My eyes, though glazed over, kept glancing under the table. Aunt Hejing instinctively squeezed her legs together, realizing she was already closed and hadn't lost her composure. Looking under the table, I saw her two pink legs, mostly exposed, smooth and delicate, truly dazzling and alluring. Then she looked at me, and our eyes met… I was afraid she would say something, but Aunt Hejing only smiled at me. There was no reproach in her eyes, nor did she make any move to pull down her skirt; her two fair, delicate legs, still mostly exposed, remained. I felt a surge of excitement. Then, I drank my wine, my mind unsettled. Aunt Hejing seemed to have drunk too much. I helped her to bed; at that moment, I thought she was truly drunk… Her body pressed against mine, incredibly alluring. I stole glances at her sexy, mature body, my desire surging, my penis hard, but I dared not make a move. Aunt Hejing casually closed the door, then turned and leaned against me. I felt her full, soft breasts and smelled her enticing fragrance. Her eyes shone with fire, her face flushed with shyness, and she said coquettishly, "Help me up?"

I stared blankly at her sexy, shapely body. Then I felt her small hand hook around my waist, while her other hand pressed against my genitals… I knew something was about to happen. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I grabbed Aunt Hejing's body, pressing my face against hers. Our necks intertwined, and we kissed passionately… My right hand reached down, rolling up her coat and slipping under her skirt, caressing Aunt Hejing's round, firm buttocks through her small panties. Hejing was intently sucking my… My tongue, oblivious to the fact that her lower body had already been breached. My fingers parted the lace edge of her panties, touching He Jing's plump, firm buttocks, feeling their smooth, elastic texture. My fingers then traced the lace edge inside her panties, moving from her buttocks to the front, my palm cupping her beautifully rounded mons pubis, touching the soft, dense pubic hair, my middle finger probing inwards… I felt that her mysterious, tender slit was already incredibly wet.

My middle finger gently pinched and inserted at the alluring entrance, and she involuntarily raised her head, panting heavily, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes glazed, emitting intoxicating moans, before collapsing limply into my arms, completely at my mercy. He Jing was a famous CCTV anchor, unlike the average wanton woman; seeing her usually pure and innocent body now moaning and throbbing with desire under my caresses and teasing, I felt a perverse, lewd sense of accomplishment.

I took off her coat, gazing at this mature, middle-aged beauty, half-naked, lying there waiting to be ravaged… I didn't hesitate any longer, quickly pulling off my trousers and underwear, my erect penis hardening, I knelt down, yanked off He Jing's lace panties, and then, guiding my penis with my right hand, I inserted it into her wet, fleshy opening. The glans first touched her delicate labia, soft and smooth. I held my penis, using the glans to tease and stroke her everted labia, arousing He Jing's intense desire. Her lower body trembled, her head turned left and right, her brows furrowed, her vagina itching unbearably as if bitten by insects, her fingers gripping the blanket tightly. Seeing her so unbearably itchy, I couldn't help but thrust my penis forward, the glans parting her labia, slowly penetrating the depths of her wet, tight opening. I felt that although He Jing's vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it still tightly bound my penis. My penis was fully inserted, reaching deep into her tender hole. After exploring the depths of her vagina, I began to thrust relentlessly… Aunt Hejing, for the first time allowing a man other than her husband to insert his large penis into her little flesh hole, couldn't help but half-close her beautiful eyes. Her two plump, snow-white legs actively climbed onto my waist, intently savoring the shape and rhythm of my fresh penis. I thrust wildly for a while, seeing the dignified, gentle, noble, and beautiful Hejing lying beneath me, her wanton and seductive state completely different from her usual self, filled me with extreme satisfaction. Stimulated by her alluring and seductive state, my blood boiled even more, and my penis swelled even more. With a forceful thrust, my entire large penis, flowing with her juices, entered her moist flesh hole. I never imagined that Hejing's little hole was as beautiful as her thin, cherry-like lips. Ouch! "She frowned, let out a soft cry, and her labia tightly gripped his large penis. My penis was fully inserted into her little cunt, which made me feel incredibly good. I excitedly said, 'Auntie Hejing... I finally got you... I love you... You know... I've been waiting for this moment for so long...' 'Ah... you bastard... still calling me auntie, ah... your penis is so thick and hard... so big... so thick...' she couldn't help but moan lewdly. The feeling of that big penis filling her little hole was so full and swollen." "So full," she said, her eyes half-closed and her cherry lips slightly parted, looking completely intoxicated! I gently thrust in and out, tenderly and slowly. Her labia, like the cherry lips on her pink face, were so sexy, clamping and sucking on my glans, the pleasure spreading through my veins, making me ecstatic: I never imagined that He Jing was such a natural beauty! "Wow...so good...He Jing...you're amazing...I never imagined that you were so charming on the outside...and your pussy was even more wonderful...like a greedy little mouth...sucking my big cock until it's incredibly itchy..." I teased.

"You lecherous devil...you've ruined me...and you're still teasing me..." Her face flushed crimson. "You pervert...stop talking, hurry...hurry up...it feels so, so uncomfortable inside my pussy...hurry, hurry up and move..." So I sped up my thrusts, pounding into her flower core. Jing was being penetrated until her whole body went numb. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her fair, pink buttocks twisting and thrusting upwards, making her pussy even more prominent to meet the thrusts of my big cock. She moaned rapidly with pleasure from her cherry-like lips, her full, fair breasts bouncing and shaking like fleshy balls. She panted heavily, sweating profusely, screaming in all sorts of lewd acts. She gasped, “Ah…you rascal…you lecher…it feels so good…so beautiful…harder…harder…” Oh…so comfortable…it feels so good…my dear brother who knows how to play with my hole…my dear husband…it feels so good to be penetrated by you…ouch…oh, oh…” She gasped with pleasure, “Ah, I can’t take it anymore…such a powerful cock…it feels so good…so good…I’m going to come again…” She shouted excitedly, not caring whether her lewd voice could be heard outside the room. Her smooth, snow-white body swayed back and forth rapidly, covered with glistening beads of sweat. I smugly refused to let her beg for mercy, thrusting my penis even harder. The stimulation pushed her desire to the peak of orgasm wave after wave. Her whole body went numb, she felt like she was dying of pleasure. Her tender labia flipped in and out with each thrust, and she convulsed in pleasure. A large amount of hot, wet fluid gushed from her vagina, scalding my glans... Aunt Hejing's starry eyes were slightly open, revealing a look of satisfaction and pain on her lips. I could feel her vagina contracting and sucking my penis. I thrust rapidly, finally unable to hold back, and cried out, "Hejing... oh... so good... your vagina... it feels so good... I, I'm going to cum too..." Hejing desperately raised her plump buttocks to meet my final thrust. In the instant of pleasure, my whole body felt a surge of release, my ejaculation gates opened wide, and hot semen gushed out, filling her vagina. She felt the powerful heat deep inside her. "Oh, oh..." Teacher Jing breathed heavily, lost in ecstasy, lying face down on the bed; I fell onto her beautiful back, my vagina feeling like parched land suddenly irrigated by rain. I pressed myself tightly against her back, our lovemaking tender and soft, whispering sweet nothings, both of us reaching the peak of passion. This continued for a while, then I pulled my large penis out of her vagina, then lay down beside her, embracing my aunt tightly, our legs intertwined, our lips locked in a passionate kiss, trembling in our arms, quietly enjoying the most beautiful peak of desire. Chapter

107: A Woman's Affair Experience .

The internet is so great; things you can't say normally can be said here, no one knows who you are, no matter what you've done. My writing isn't very good, but I always wanted to tell you about what happened to me a few years ago. Regardless of what happened before, I've "washed my hands of it" for the past two years.

My boyfriend and I have been together for five years, and we've lived together for five years. Our relationship is very good, but perhaps because of the long time, the passion has faded. Now we're more like family, and I think even marriage wouldn't change that. Sexually, we were each other's first. Sex is something you can't control if you don't try it, but once you do, it's addictive. That's how it was for both of us. For the first year, we had sex almost every day, sometimes two or three times a night. The most we ever did was five times that night, when he wanted to see his limit. Maybe we were young then, our bodies could handle it, and we didn't feel anything. Or maybe we overdid it, which led to many things happening later…

Now, I want to clarify that I'm 28 years old this year, and my boyfriend is the same age. Logically, at this age, we should be in our prime, but due to the excessive sex in the first year, I noticed my boyfriend slowly changing. We only tasted the beauty of sex when we were 23. Although I know that having sex every day is bad for our health, we didn't care about that when we first tasted the forbidden fruit, wasting our youth and our bodies every day. To be honest, when I was still a virgin, I had watched porn more than once. Every time, it made my heart flutter, and I fantasized about one day being with the man I loved, like in the movies, being touched and loved. I fantasized about this scene countless times. Despite this, I was by no means a promiscuous girl. I always had men pursuing me, but before I was 23, I only had one boyfriend. After six months, because I wasn't sure he was the one I was waiting for, I refused to give myself to him, which led to the end of my first love. After that, I carefully guarded my virginity until my boyfriend appeared.

I don't deny that I'm a beautiful woman, but I feel I'm a bit chubby. I'm 162cm tall and weigh 115kg, a rather curvy girl. I won't go into the details of how my boyfriend and I met, got to know each other, and fell in love. He's 175cm tall and only weighs 125kg, very thin. We deeply loved each other, and we loved each other's bodies. After living together for more than a year, he started to seem unable to perform sexually. Many times during sex, he would ejaculate after only a few thrusts. I thought it was probably due to work stress and that it would pass, so I didn't complain and always comforted him. We started intentionally reducing the frequency of sex, having sex only once a week. The sharp decrease in frequency made me very uncomfortable, and coupled with the sudden change in quality, I was very depressed for a while. However, this situation lasted for almost half a year without improvement. I advised him to go to the hospital to see a doctor, but he was ashamed and refused, just making do. But I am a normal woman, or rather, an abnormal woman. I want sex every day, without getting tired. I've heard of "sexual frigidity," but wanting sex every day seems to be a kind of illness. I don't know if I have it. Regardless of my mood, even during my period, I want sex. I endured this for half a year. After half a year, I felt I was starting to degenerate...

One night, I really wanted sex; it had been a week since I'd had sex. I put my hand on his penis, and as soon as I touched it, he turned over, said he was tired, had to go to work the next day, and went to sleep. My heart sank to my feet. I turned around and cried for the first time because of this, and fell asleep with tears streaming down my face.

The next day, feeling down, I randomly entered a chat room online. Someone immediately messaged me, "Want to do something?" Normally, I would either ignore such messages or block them, but that day, for some inexplicable reason, I started chatting with him. Later, he asked me to meet him the next day. I've always been against meeting online friends in person, thinking it's a boring thing, but that day, I felt a strange sense of anticipation and agreed. Let's call him A for now. I know that once something happens once, it's inevitable that there will be a second, a third…

The next morning, I arrived early at the KFC near Qianmen, found a secluded spot to sit, thinking that if the other person was too unattractive, I could sneak away. He arrived shortly after. He wasn't handsome, but at least he wasn't unpleasant-looking, and he was about my age, so we sat together. After a while, he suggested we go for a walk, so I followed him out of the KFC. He walked to a Chevrolet Sail, opened the door, took something, locked the car, and drove south. He didn't speak to me the whole way, just walked ahead on his own, and I followed behind like a fool. Actually, I was quite scared. I kept seeing news reports of people being killed online. At one point, I sent a message to a close friend, without saying anything, just sending the license plate number of that Sail, thinking that if we encountered bad guys, at least we'd have some clues. After walking for about ten minutes, we arrived at the entrance of a movie theater. I felt a little relieved; it was a public place, and I figured he wouldn't dare do anything to me. Inside, I found that the first and second floors were a movie theater, but the basement was a video rental store. We went downstairs, and a man was collecting money at the entrance. I forget how much it cost, but I randomly picked a DVD to watch inside. The man gave me a special look, and I saw disdain in his eyes, which made me blush and lower my head. Perhaps he was used to it; most people who frequented such ambiguous places were like us, with relationships that weren't meant to be seen. We went into a private room. The room wasn't very big, with a TV, a DVD player, and a huge sofa. The room was dimly lit, filled with the smell of sex. I thought this kind of place was probably built for illicit affairs.

At that moment, I regretted it a little. I was afraid the police would suddenly burst in. Would we be considered prostitutes? If we were caught, taken to my workplace, and my family found out, how would I face them? But I still had a sliver of hope, or perhaps I found it exciting.

I sat down, and he came over to kiss me. I dodged. I wouldn't kiss a stranger I had no feelings for. I always believed that the body could stray, but kissing was absolutely forbidden. He pulled me onto his lap, lifted my clothes from below, buried his head in my clothes, and started biting my breasts. I hadn't had sex in a long time, and now I was overflowing with desire. Actually, I hoped he could keep sucking my breasts a little longer, but soon he got up, made me put my hands on the wall, pulled down my pants, took out a condom, put it on, and immediately entered me. He was fast and not gentle at all. I think he must look down on me. He must often come here with female online friends, just to vent. But this was my first time having sex with a man other than my boyfriend. I longed for the satisfaction I hadn't had in so long, but I didn't. He ejaculated quickly, not lasting much longer than my boyfriend. I was very disappointed. My first attempt at cheating failed so badly. After it was over, sitting on the sofa, he asked me to give him oral sex. I couldn't even accept kissing, let alone oral sex. I refused him and quickly made an excuse to leave.

After leaving, I regretted it. This failed attempt at cheating meant I had betrayed my boyfriend, but I was unwilling to accept it. I really wanted an unforgettable sexual experience. This thought led me to indulge myself again and again...

After my first time having sex with someone I met online, I didn't feel as excited or exhilarated as I had imagined, but I had to admit I still had fantasies, hoping to meet a man who could take me to the peak. So I started frequenting different chat rooms, looking for my prey. I'm always online at home or at work, so there's no video call. And since the other person knows I don't have video, they usually won't let me see them. So, when I meet people I met online, their looks

are a matter of luck. I think Mr. A's premature ejaculation is due to his young age. I think older men are more experienced in sex and can control themselves better, so my second target appeared. He said he was 45 years old. Although I felt he was too old, I was curious to see what this man, almost as old as my father, was like when he was horny. Maybe he'd give me a pleasant surprise. So I agreed to meet him, again at the KFC near Qianmen.

Sure enough, a man in his forties arrived; I'll call him Mr. B. He was average-looking, but very bald, the kind of "local supporting the central government" type, which made me a little uncomfortable. I dislike men with big bellies, bald heads, and body odor, so this man didn't leave a good impression. But after chatting for a while, I felt he was quite knowledgeable. Although he was older, he was well-maintained and quite strong. So, after chatting for a while, I took him to the underground video arcade that Mr. A had taken me to. Once inside and on the sofa, his hands started to wander. He pounced on me, kneeling on the floor, and pulled up my shirt. Unlike A, he didn't immediately start kneading my breasts; instead, he caressed them carefully, like a precious treasure, with a reverent air. I wanted to laugh, wondering if he hadn't seen young breasts in years. He seemed very experienced, his movements varying in speed, licking and biting, making me feel hot all over and letting out moans. He was completely absorbed in my breasts, losing all sense of decorum; the few strands of hair in the center were drooping by his ears, swaying precariously with his head movements. I really wanted to laugh. He was very patient; I was almost at my breaking point, but he seemed still engrossed, showing no further intention. I pushed his head away, saying "No, no," but in my heart I was thinking, "Give it to me already." That's how women are—saying one thing and meaning another. When she said "no," she was probably thinking, "I want it, I want it." He seemed to understand what I meant, and slowly moved his mouth down from my chest, unbuttoning my jeans (I never wear a belt with my jeans) and pulling down my zipper to my knees. I was wearing black lace panties, and he probably hadn't seen a young body in a long time. He was stunned, his hands unsure of what to do. He stared wide-eyed at my crotch, then suddenly buried his mouth in my crotch, rubbing it with his chin and lips, making me incredibly itchy, and I involuntarily started to writhe. He spread my legs and licked my genitals through my panties with his tongue. To be honest, in all the time I'd been with my boyfriend, he'd never done this to me. Although I really wanted to try it, I was too embarrassed to ask unless he asked. But this older man was the first time I'd experienced being licked by a man down there. I thought, maybe this is what they call "oral sex." Later, he pulled down my panties and stared intently at my genitals. I felt incredibly embarrassed. Although I was no longer a virgin, no one had ever seen my genitals so exposed like this, not even my boyfriend. I tried to close my legs, but he stopped me. He said I had a lot of pubic hair, it was so sexy. I didn't know if it was a compliment, but those words made me blush. The position made me feel incredibly lewd, willing to do this with an older man for my own pleasure. But I couldn't care less; as long as I was happy, everything else was secondary. He put his tongue inside me, moving it back and forth, licking vigorously from bottom to top. Because it was my first time giving oral sex, I quickly reached orgasm. But he didn't stop, continuing to thrust between my legs. I felt so good; this pleasure was different from regular sex, something I'd never experienced before. I had already orgasmed and hoped for the main event. He didn't seem to be in a hurry, completely absorbed in the act. I said I wanted it, give it to me, and he pulled my hand between his legs. I then realized that even after all that, my genitals were still shrunken! I understood everything, got up, wiped myself, and left. After coming out, I wanted to laugh, but I also wanted to cry. To be honest, three years have passed since then, and I've kept it all inside, afraid to tell anyone. Now that I have the internet, I can speak without any concealment, and it feels so much better. If anyone sees this, they can despise me or call me promiscuous, I don't care. (V) My sex life with my boyfriend is still unsatisfactory. He seems to be losing interest in this kind of thing, while my needs are becoming stronger. I love him very much, but I can't control my body. I like my body to bloom like a flower.

After another sleepless night, I met up with a man who was 38. I don't know why, but the men I've been choosing lately are all over 30, or at least they're mature but not too old, easy to communicate with, and physically fit. So I met C. But this man disappointed me greatly. He was very short, barely taller than me, and had a large black mole on the corner of his mouth that I found repulsive. He seemed very satisfied with me, staring at me with lustful eyes the moment we met. The thought of having physical contact with a man like that made me nauseous. After a short while, I made an excuse and left. He looked very disappointed. Even if I'm desperate, I won't be indiscriminate.

I feel so unlucky. Why can't I meet a man who, while not necessarily outstanding in every way, is at least somewhat agreeable? But then again, outstanding men are busy with work; they don't have time to browse the internet. Even if they had such needs, they'd probably spend a lot of money to hire high-class prostitutes—beautiful, sexy, and without any worries about the consequences.

My work is rather flexible, so I always choose to meet during the day. I feel it's safer during the day, and by safety, I mean two things: first, my life and property safety—I don't want to lose my life for that, or even be cheated out of my belongings by bad people; second, I think the police usually raid hotels and inns at night for prostitution, and although I'm not a prostitute, getting caught would be a huge problem.

The Mr. D I met was also a man in his thirties. I've almost forgotten what he looked like; he was just an ordinary man. We met at a McDonald's at the north end of Heping Street. I consider myself to have a keen eye; I can tell a person's temperament, job, monthly income, and even sexual ability from their clothes and appearance. From D's perspective, he seemed refined and cultured, so I didn't have high hopes for him. He was very direct; after dinner, he took me to a nearby hotel and booked a room.

I remember he was wearing thick glasses, but after we entered the room, I insisted he take them off. He said he couldn't see anything without them, but I said that's exactly what I wanted—a blurry view creates beauty. I've forgotten the details, but I remember his sexual prowess was perfectly matched to his personality—slow, unhurried, and calm. Instead of pleasure, I felt incredibly sleepy and almost fell asleep. I really hate myself; I cheated, and did it so poorly.

One time, my boyfriend was away on a business trip, and I was bored at home alone, so I went online to chat rooms again. That day, coincidentally, I met a man who lived in the same neighborhood as me; he must have been Mr. E. I lived in Zone 1, and he lived in Zone 3, separated only by a street. Actually, I didn't plan to have sex with him that day. After all, we lived so close, we'd see each other all the time, and the neighborhood wasn't big—I had five or six colleagues, maybe even friends of friends. I just wanted to chat casually. When he found out I had just gotten my driver's license, he insisted on meeting me, saying he had a car and would be my driving instructor for free. I hesitated for a moment, then met him.

He picked me up downstairs at my apartment building (I only told him my building number, not the unit and floor). He was driving a black Buick Regal. He gentlemanly got out of the car, opened the door for me, and carefully fastened my seatbelt. I was quite impressed; manners and ability really are proportional. He said he'd take me to a quiet place to practice driving, and I said I didn't want to go far. He said it wasn't far.

Along the way, he chatted with me about learning to drive. After about half an hour, he took me to a neighborhood that had just been demolished. Although it was daytime, there were very few people around, probably because the demolition had just started and the construction crew hadn't moved in yet. We switched places, and I started the car shakily. Although I already have a driver's license, my skills are terrible. I always mess up the clutch and accelerator, either stalling suddenly or driving like a nodding bug. He asked me, "Are you really sure you have a driver's license?" I took a deep breath and leaned back in my seat, remaining still. He patiently explained the driving techniques to me, and with his encouragement, I restarted the car. He placed his hand on my right hand, which was used to shift gears, and naturally squeezed it slightly to help me change gears. The sudden contact made me nervous, and I shifted into the wrong gear again, causing the car to stall. He said, "Let's take a break," but his hand didn't leave mine. I tried to pull away, but he tentatively tightened his grip, not letting go, so I didn't insist. The air suddenly became ambiguous. He carefully moved his hand to my leg, and I still didn't resist. This seemed to encourage him, and he slowly moved his hand deeper into my thigh. I'm the kind of person with strong desires; a spark can ignite me. Our breathing became rapid, and he reached his hand under my clothes from behind, easily unhooking my bra. My breasts popped out, and he grabbed them, rubbing and kneading them...

He led me to the back seat, and everything happened so smoothly. I've always heard people talk about having sex in a car, but I've never tried it myself and don't dare to comment. Honestly, having sex in a car isn't comfortable. The Buick Regal is considered quite spacious for a sedan, but for an activity requiring vigorous movement from both partners, it felt too cramped. A few times my legs bumped into hard objects, and it hurt. The only real feeling was that doing this in broad daylight was incredibly exciting. There wasn't much foreplay; he thrust forcefully, and he ejaculated quickly. He carefully wiped my genitals, and I immediately felt warm.

It's worth noting that he always carried a small umbrella; perhaps he knew what might happen. A man's gentlemanly conduct towards a woman is reflected in every aspect, including after sex, even with a stranger. This man, Mr. E, is the only man I've had sex with online without losing contact, and we've had sex again since.

Overall, my experience with E was quite good. Although his looks were average, he was my type: mature, deep, and reserved. We exchanged MSN contacts. My MSN was full of friends and colleagues; he was the only one I could call a stranger. For a while, my laptop wasn't working well, and he offered to check it for me another day. A few days later, he said no one was home and he'd come pick me up, asking me to bring my laptop to his place so he could fix it. I knew perfectly well he was just using it as an excuse to see me again. I agreed. When I got downstairs, he was already there, saying nothing, even though our houses were just across the street. He opened the car door for me as usual and fastened my seatbelt.

When we got to his house, he politely invited me inside. His house was very clean; the woman of the house seemed very domestic. He led me into the study and started fiddling with my computer. Afraid I'd get bored, he turned on his laptop, saying he'd put on a movie for me. But he didn't show me a movie; he showed me porn. I was bewildered, but he acted as if nothing was wrong, ignoring my embarrassment and focusing intently on my computer. It wasn't the first time I'd watched porn, but I'd never seen it in front of a strange man before. The video was made by a foreigner. The woman wasn't pretty, but her breasts were huge. Most importantly, the man was Black, and his penis was really big and thick. The woman's exaggerated, lewd moans made me blush. I deliberately ignored the video and went behind him to watch him work. He finished quickly and said it was done, no big deal, then used some technical jargon I didn't understand. He then turned around and pulled me into his arms. Since he was sitting and I was standing, his head was right against my chest, and I felt my heart pounding. I was surprised; it wasn't my first time having sex with someone I met online, but I'd never felt this way before. He slipped under my clothes, skillfully unhooked my bra, and gently kissed my breasts. My breathing became more and more rapid. He came out, picked me up, and carried me to the bedroom.

He gently placed me on the large bed, not getting up, and continued to taste my breasts. I looked up and saw the wedding photo on the wall. It was clearly taken many years ago; the man hadn't changed much, in fact, he was even more masculine. But the woman's appearance could almost be described as ugly, and her presence beside him looked so incongruous. So many years had passed; I thought that woman must be even less attractive now. Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness. Women seem to lose value with age, while men are the opposite. At this point, I was completely naked. He took a small umbrella from the bedside table, put it on, and suddenly rushed in, seemingly to vent his frustration. He was an explosive man, attacking me relentlessly, one thrust after another without pause. I couldn't bear it any longer and groaned loudly under his wife's gaze. I think I must have looked incredibly lewd back then. I even heard myself saying, "Faster, faster, I want it!" Perhaps my cries stimulated him, because he thrust even more violently, the collision of our bodies making a "slap slap" sound, along with the "sizzling" sound of lubrication from my lower body...

Afterwards, he lay beside me, saying that his wife never moaned, and that her vagina was always dry no matter what, unlike me, who would become wet before anything even started. Most importantly, his wife was frigid. I suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him; we seemed to share the same plight, but I didn't say it aloud. After a while, I got up and sat on him, offering myself to him. His penis immediately became erect again. I cooperated earnestly with him, and he wasn't so vigorous anymore. Like a real couple, we tried countless positions, and I no longer held back. This time, we made love for almost an hour.

Afterwards, I cried. It was such a long-lost feeling. We were both pitiful people...

He carried me to the bathroom, and we showered together, caressing each other. Soon, we felt something again. He turned me over and pressed me against the wall, then thrust into me from behind while I was standing. The water continued to gush over us, fast as ever. I loved it; it brought me to a climax in an instant. After what seemed like an eternity, he pulled hard and ejaculated all over my buttocks. He knew to protect me even in this situation, not ejaculating inside me; I was deeply moved. We did it three times in a row, and my legs were completely numb, I felt utterly weak.

He saw me to the door, but I insisted on going home myself. As I left, he thanked me, and I turned back, thanked him too, and walked away.

To be safe, I went into a pharmacy and bought emergency contraception.

Back home, thinking back on what had just happened, I felt terrible. He had given me the wonderful sex I had longed for, but I was afraid—afraid I would become hopelessly addicted. I turned on my computer and decisively deleted his MSN contact. For a while afterward, I often saw that familiar Buick parked somewhere downstairs. We were both adults, both with families, both understanding the rules of this game. We passed each other like strangers…

I was conflicted. My boyfriend and I were good in every way—family, work, personality, feelings, etc.—but we just couldn't get along in this area. Every night before bed, he'd quickly say, "Let's sleep, I'm sleepy," as if afraid I'd make demands again. What could I do when he said that? They say the first sign of getting tired of someone is whether they're tired of your body. I don't know if he's just tired of me, but aside from that, he's incredibly good to me, and I absolutely believe he wouldn't stray. Every time I tempt him, he gets aroused, but he still pushes me away. He says his penis is uncomfortable. This problem still exists years later.

(On a side note) Frankly, I've never considered having a steady lover. Because I firmly believe in that clichéd saying: secrets can't stay hidden forever. If things come to light, there's only one outcome—a breakup. I can't. After being together for so long, I dare say no one in this world loves me more than him. I also hate myself for not being able to remain chaste for him. Is sex really that important, that tempting? I can't answer that. I'm even more afraid that if he has a lover, and sex slowly develops into love, then it won't just be him who gets hurt, but also me, my lover, and—his lover's wife. If I deserve punishment, then he and she are innocent. I can't bear it, and I can't... (

The following is a separate section):

Many women never experience sexual climax in their lives; this is a woman's tragedy. Only women who experience sexual climax can truly understand a woman's joy, boundless joy. Below is a female friend's true experience—a completely liberated joy of sex. Without this joy, you are not a true woman!

Let's go!

"Let's find a place to sober up." "Whatever." I was already quite drunk after finishing my last glass!

We went to a sauna. I thought it was only for men, but now I realized many women come here too.

I didn't want to spoil her fun, so I went in, took off my clothes, and soaked in a large warm pool.

"This pool has soap in it, it's good for the vagina" (a type of vaginal wash similar to those in mainland China). After she finished speaking, she opened my vagina with her hand, letting it absorb the essence properly.

I was afraid it wasn't clean, so I didn't dare.

After the dry sauna, I felt much more sober.

A girl helped me put on a pair of very loose shorts and a bathrobe, and we went into a lounge.

I was shocked to find two boys, about 16 years old, wearing uniforms there. Since I was wearing a bathrobe and nothing underneath, I immediately felt very embarrassed. My face, which was already pale from drinking too much, turned slightly red. After I sat down, one of the boys came over. "Would you like a manicure or a foot massage?" "No, no

. " "

I answered before Xiaojiao could.

I was really afraid she'd say yes, and I'd accidentally expose myself and look bad!

'Let's go in for a massage,' Xiaojiao said. Led by a girl, we each went into a room.

On that short walk, Xiaojiao told me to enjoy myself, that it was great, and not to be as reserved as before.

I understood what she meant; it was too late to regret it now, so I just had to continue.

Not long after, a boy came in, about 18 years old, really handsome. A boy like that would definitely be popular with many girls.

I actually felt shy looking at him, probably because I wasn't wearing anything underneath.

'Miss, hello, may I give you a massage?' he asked politely.

I nodded, and I lay down on the massage bed. He massaged my head, something I often did when I washed my hair."

"Miss, you're so beautiful, your skin is fair and rosy, you're truly a beauty." I was delighted to receive such a handsome compliment from a boy, even though many people usually say I'm pretty.

He started massaging my hands, holding them gently. "Miss, your hands are so soft, truly delicate and smooth. You must take good care of them." I do take good care of my hands, applying various skincare products every day. My husband often kisses my hands too. I was already intoxicated by his praise.

Before I knew it, my bathrobe had opened, revealing one breast... Half of my breasts were already exposed, and my nipples were faintly visible. I noticed and hurriedly straightened my bathrobe. "Is this your first time?" he said with a smile. My face turned even redder; I wanted to disappear into a hole. For a very conservative woman like me, this was the first time someone other than my husband had seen my breasts.

He was very careful during the massage, trying not to touch my sensitive areas, which made me feel that he wasn't a bad or lewd person, and I felt somewhat at ease.

He massaged each area one by one, from head to toe, making my whole body feel very comfortable and enjoyable. "Miss,

would you like to extend the time?"

Perhaps the time was up, as I was still admiring his technique, he suddenly asked me.

"Extend the time, what would you do?" I needed to clarify first.

"An oil massage, it's very good for your skin, we use imported oil." "Okay, add it!"

I'd heard it was good for my skin, so I agreed. Plus, seeing him sweating profusely from the massage, I already felt a bit attracted to him.

But as soon as I said it, I regretted it. Didn't an oil massage require taking off clothes?

By then, he'd already gone out to get more oil, so I had no choice but to continue.

When he came back, he told me to lie face down. I lay on the bed, wondering what he was going to do.

He put his hand under my stomach. I knew he was going to undo my bathrobe. Since my back was to him, I let him. He took off my bathrobe, revealing my entire back. At that moment, my heart raced; it was my first time.

He sat on my buttocks, applied the oil, and rhythmically rubbed it back and forth on my back, even covering my arms. The oil was slippery and had a pleasant fragrance, making me feel warm and comfortable—it was truly enjoyable.

I was going all in, letting my skin absorb the essence.

"Your skin is so beautiful, fair and rosy, so delicate.

I've never seen such a perfect woman before," he said, completely mesmerized.

He sat on my calves and started massaging my legs, calves, thighs. He slipped his hand inside my shorts and shoved the oil into my buttocks. Ah, I wasn't wearing underwear! I was just enjoying myself when I suddenly snapped out of it and tried to stop him, but he held my legs down, and I couldn't move. He was already rubbing my buttocks back and forth, and I couldn't stop. He kept rubbing my buttocks and occasionally scratching them. Then he started shoving oil into the inside of my thighs, my sensitive spot. He shoved the oil all the way to the base, almost touching my genitals.

At that moment, I shivered and felt my whole body go limp. He felt it too, but didn't touch my genitals, just continued rubbing. By then, I was very excited. I knew I was aroused. I suppressed my moans of passion and moved my genitals, hoping his hand would accidentally touch them and give me some satisfaction. He understood my intention and gently placed two thumbs on my genitals, stroking them tenderly. Oh my god!

I was so excited I was almost exhausted. I never imagined that someone as conservative as me would feel like an animal in heat, indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

But in all my years of marriage, I'd never felt this excited before.

Then, he gently turned me over. I was so excited I was completely powerless, only able to let him do as he pleased by turning my head to the side,

so he wouldn't see my face, which was flushed red to my neck.

He could clearly see my breasts—small breasts, pink nipples already erect. He put some oil on my body and started rubbing it on my front. Although I was afraid he might do something else, I also wanted him to continue, to make me feel even better.

He gently rubbed the oil on my breasts, occasionally stroking my nipples. My nipples were very sensitive; every time he touched one, my whole body trembled, just like my husband trembles when he ejaculates.

I couldn't hold back anymore; my vagina was so itchy. I wished there was something moving inside me right now.

I started moaning loudly, "Ah!

Ah!..."

He pulled down my loose shorts.

Now, I was completely naked in front of him. He admired my pubic hair, playing with it with his hands, teasing me. At this point, I let him do as he pleased. He lifted my legs and placed them on his waist. My God, my vagina was now facing him directly. I twisted my hips, trying to move my vagina out of his sight, but it was futile. I was completely powerless; my legs were stretched to their maximum by his waist and I couldn't move them at all. Even my husband had never seen my vagina before because I was very shy. Several times, I had refused when my husband tried to lick my vagina.

And now, my beautiful vagina was being admired by this boy I had just met.

I glanced at him shyly, and was surprised to see that he had seen my vulva. My pink vulva was slightly open, gently opening and closing with my breath, and I could vaguely see the tender red flesh inside. My vaginal fluid was plentiful, slowly flowing out. Worst of all, my clitoris was sticking out; it was my most sensitive spot, now like a little snake that hadn't eaten all winter, emerging from its hole, looking around, hoping to find something delicious.

The boy was startled and said, "What a beautiful vulva! Like a flawless piece of jade!" I was so embarrassed; he had to say that! I dared not look at him anymore, only hoping he would treat my vulva gently.

He stroked my vulva and gently pinched my nipples, and I felt my whole body trembling, experiencing repeated orgasms.

He started with his mouth, first kissing my genitals, then licking my labia with his tongue. It felt so good, an excitement I'd never experienced before. He gently bit my clitoris, teasing it with his tongue. I was almost dehydrated to death; so many orgasms left me completely weak.

Then, he pulled out a small vibrator from somewhere. Before I even understood what it was, he turned it on and placed it on my labia, vibrating it back and forth between my two jade-like labia. My mind went blank. I never knew a vibrating device could feel so good. He put the vibrator on my clitoris, and suddenly, my whole body trembled violently. I felt a sudden urge to urinate. I was dizzy. What was happening?

But I couldn't hold it in. My whole body was cramping, and my vagina was opening and closing faster and faster. The boy noticed, so he opened his mouth wide and pressed it against my genitals. Oh my god, I was about to pee! I couldn't control it anymore. My urine gushed out like a burst dam.

Then I experienced a rapid spasm, ah…

it felt so good! Wow, I now realize that a woman's true climax comes at this moment; the previous excitement was merely pre-orgasm. And this boy gave me that so easily! (10-08,

Chapter 109: The Lewd Policeman's Wife) Yulan

is 38 years old this year. She lives with her husband, Zhang Dayuan, and their elementary school-aged daughter in an old apartment building. Zhang Dayuan works in the Public Security Bureau's Security Department. He's a policeman with over 20 years of service. Due to his volatile temper and arrogance, he's not well-liked in the bureau. Furthermore, his limited education has prevented him from being promoted several times over the years; he remains a regular staff member. He's also never considered for housing allocations by the unit, so they have to live in this old building.

Zhang Dayuan is a very chauvinistic man, so after marrying him, Wang Yulan quit her job at the bookstore to become a housewife, as he demanded. Their married life is peaceful and uneventful. Although they aren't wealthy and her husband has a bad temper, Wang Yulan endures it all and manages to get by. A few years later, their daughter was born, which should have been a happy occasion, but Zhang Dayuan's strong preference for sons over daughters made him very unhappy, and their lives began to change. Zhang Dayuan started to lose his temper easily, often verbally abusing Wang Yulan after drinking. Wang Yulan endured it all, hoping for a peaceful life, but a sudden incident three years ago completely destroyed their family relationship.

It was a hot night, and Zhang Dayuan was on night shift, not returning until midnight. After putting the child to bed, Wang Yulan took a shower and prepared a late-night snack in the kitchen, waiting for her husband to come home. She had done this for the past three years; she dared not go to sleep alone until her husband

was home. The door clicked open, and Zhang Dayuan entered, hanging up his hat and taking off his uniform and trousers, leaving only his underwear in the kitchen. Wang Yulan was stirring noodles in the pot with her head down, not daring to look at her husband.

Zhang Dayuan squinted at his wife from behind; her full waist was faintly visible beneath her thin beige nightgown, and her black bra straps and white underwear were clearly visible. Thinking about a prostitution case he was handling that evening, and the prostitute's seductive allure, he felt an erection. He walked over and placed a hand on Wang Yulan's shoulder. Wang Yulan trembled, and her hand stopped moving. Seeing his wife's trembling, Zhang Dayuan felt a surge of pleasure.

He reached one hand under his wife's armpit, grasped her breast, and kneaded it forcefully. His other hand touched her lower abdomen, pulling her buttocks towards his lower body. Through her underwear, he pressed his erect penis against her and began rubbing. He saw his wife's eyes twitch, but she dared not flinch or resist, so he rubbed even faster and harder. A few minutes later, feeling his desire aroused, he lifted his wife's nightgown to her waist, pulled down her underwear, and reached out to touch Wang Yulan's hairy mons pubis. In the still of the night, the sound of his fingers rubbing his wife's pubic hair was loud, a rustling sound. His wife's vaginal opening was soft and moist; the two folds of flesh, mixed with mucus and hair, throbbed restlessly under his hand. Wang Yulan hummed softly through her nose. Suddenly, Zhang Dayuan forcefully grabbed her entire mons pubis. Startled by the sudden attack, Wang Yulan cried out. Zhang Dayuan, having reached his limit of restraint, lifted his wife's upper body, raised her arms, and pulled her nightgown over her head.

Wang Yulan, with her back to her husband, braced herself on the stove, her snow-white body, clad only in a black bra, exposed to his gaze. Zhang Dayuan watched the black bra straps dig into his wife's back, the surrounding white flesh alluringly bulging, and he couldn't help but grin with excitement, his lower body becoming even harder. He unhooked the bra at the back, freeing the white flesh from its confinement; the bulge disappeared, but the bra's marks remained clearly visible. Zhang Dayuan reached behind and grasped Wang Yulan's breasts, kneading them forcefully and repeatedly pressing her nipples with his index finger. Although the bra was now unhooked, Zhang Dayuan didn't remove it, letting it hang loosely on his wife's full body; he found this more stimulating.

Wang Yulan looked down at her husband's hands ravaging her breasts. Her breasts were kneaded, squeezed, and rubbed together, her nipples becoming engorged and hard, only to be pressed down forcefully by his fingers. Zhang Dayuan hadn't showered yet; his body reeked of sweat mixed with a strong tobacco smell, enveloping her and making her feel hot all over, causing her to involuntarily let out a moan.

Hearing his wife's moan, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He quickly pulled down his underwear, took out his hard penis, and inserted it into Wang Yulan's buttocks. After a few tentative movements, he aimed at her soft spot and thrust it in hard. "Ah..."

Wang Yulan's head tilted back.

Since that incident three years ago, Zhang Dayuan had been extremely cold and brutal towards his wife. When he wanted to satisfy his desires, he never cared whether his wife was willing or not, and he never faced her. Almost every time, he made Wang Yulan kneel and crawl, raping her from behind. At most, he would have her lie on her side, turning her face towards the pillow, only releasing her after he had ejaculated.

After entering his wife's vagina, Zhang Dayuan began to slowly thrust in and out. He watched his penis, glistening with fluid, slide in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, smooth and lubricated, glistening in the light, a sense of conquering satisfaction washing over him. He held his wife's breast in one hand and her waist in the other, pulling her full, white buttocks against his abdomen with a slapping sound. Wang Yulan had a black mole on her right lower back, with a few black hairs growing on it, making her look sexy and wanton. Zhang Dayuan released his wife's breast, holding her waist with both hands, occasionally pinching the black mole on her back, and began to thrust rapidly and violently. The gas stove burned, and both of them began to sweat.

Wang Yulan felt her vagina tightly enveloping her as her husband's thick, hard penis penetrated her lower body, yet the lubrication prevented her from fully grasping it. The alternating tightness and looseness of her vagina made her dizzy, humming incessantly. Her breasts were tossed back and forth with her husband's thrusts, rubbing against her bra, which looked incredibly stimulating. A suppressed moan escaped her throat: "Ah... um..."

Zhang Dayuan heard her soft moan and cursed, "You filthy bitch, if you're enjoying it, scream loudly, don't whine like that."

Then he increased the speed of his thrusts, his movements becoming faster and more violent. Wang Yulan's hands could no longer support her body under the impact; she bent her arms and used her elbows to support herself on the table, her whole body almost lying face down, her breasts occasionally hitting the edge of the table. She buried her head between her arms, but with each thrust from her husband, she involuntarily lifted it up, letting out soft gasps and ecstatic moans. Zhang Dayuan watched his wife's wanton appearance as she was being fucked beneath him, experiencing his own strength and prowess, and became even more excited. He reached out and grabbed his wife's breasts, pushing and pulling her body to match the speed of his thrusts. It was hot, and being near the stove, both of them were drenched in sweat. Wang Yulan's smooth, white breasts were even more slippery to the touch, making a sizzling sound when squeezed, much like the sound of a penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Wang Yulan felt the penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her uterus, knowing Zhang Dayuan was close to climaxing. Wanting to take this opportunity to please her husband, she arched her back and began to moan loudly, "Oh...Ah Yuan, you...you're so amazing, I...I'm...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

"You're so hard...ah...you're going in so deep...hum...I can't...take it anymore," Wang Yulan gasped, raising her chin, closing her eyes, opening her mouth, and half-turning her head to let her husband see her infatuated, seductive state.

Hearing his wife's moans, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. He gripped his wife's breast tightly with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, thrusting even faster, the slapping sounds of their bodies amplified by the sweat on their bodies. After seventeen or eighteen vigorous thrusts, he pressed his body firmly against Wang Yulan's buttocks, letting out a deep roar as his penis ejaculated wave after wave of semen into his wife's uterus.

After her husband finished, Wang Yulan, still panting, turned her head to try and smile at him, but Zhang Dayuan pulled his now-shrunken penis from her vagina, ripped off her bra, wiped it, and threw it on the floor. Without even glancing at her, he went straight into the bathroom.

Wang Yulan's heart sank to the bottom, a dull ache throbbing within her. For three years, it had always been like this; after Zhang Dayuan's release, he never said anything kind, sometimes even uttering a few disgusted curses. "He still can't forget that...he still resents me..."

Wang Yulan thought painfully, "But it wasn't my fault..."

Wang Yulan felt a liquid slowly flowing from her vagina. She picked up the bra from the floor and held it to her vaginal opening, catching the dripping semen. The sticky, white, turbid liquid stood out starkly against the black bra.

Wang Yulan remembered the noodles in the pot and quickly turned off the heat. The broth had boiled away, and the noodles were almost doughy. Exhausted, she picked up her pajamas and put them on, crumpling her bra and panties into balls and tossing them aside. She slowly walked to the living room and sat down.

Listening to the sound of her husband showering in the bathroom, she stared blankly out the window. Although it was late, the clouds in the sky were still clearly visible, and her wistful thoughts drifted back to that night three years ago…

Before the New Year, Zhang Dayuan was still working at a police station, not yet transferred to the city bureau. The station was busy with many tasks and short-staffed, so everyone had to take turns on duty.

That day, it was Zhang Dayuan's turn to work the night shift. He slept until after 5 pm, quickly ate something, and rushed to the station. Zhang Dayuan's police station was located on the outskirts of the city, in a semi-rural area. It was mostly rural, but filled with a large number of migrant workers, making it a hotspot for crime. During that period, in addition to theft, fights, and robbery, several rape cases were causing the police station a constant headache.

Judging from the methods and forms of the crimes, the perpetrator seemed to be the same person. However, this person was very cunning, and the police had failed to catch him in several operations. A while ago, the police increased patrols, and he went into hiding and stopped committing crimes, which discouraged the police and made them somewhat lax.

At 10 p.m., after putting her child to sleep, Wang Yulan packed the prepared late-night snack into a thermos and went out to deliver it to her husband. Their home wasn't too far from the police station; it only took a few minutes by taking a back road, and although taking a bus was faster, it was a longer route by main road, so the time was about the same. Wang Yulan wanted to deliver it early, estimating that she could catch the last bus and be back around 10:30 p.m. When

Wang Yulan arrived at the police station, she saw the light on in the duty room and went straight in. Only Zhang Dayuan was inside, tuning the radio.

"Why are you alone today?"

Wang Yulan asked, knowing that two people were usually assigned to duty.

"Xiao Zhao just went out on patrol; he probably won't be back for a while."

Zhang Dayuan opened his thermos and started eating. Xiao Zhao's real name was Zhao Kaiping; he was a computer science major, and since his uncle was the deputy director of the bureau, the bureau valued him highly. He was assigned to this police station to gain experience at the grassroots level, in preparation for future promotions.

Wang Yulan casually picked up a case file on the table and started looking at it, while Zhang Dayuan ate with gusto.

"It tastes good," Zhang Dayuan looked up and saw his wife looking at the case file. "

By the way, don't bring me food anymore. The security situation has been bad lately. Next time I come to work, just bring me some late-night snacks too." "Okay." "

Wang Yulan responded, feeling uneasy seeing the cases.

Zhang Dayuan quickly finished eating, and Wang Yulan went to collect the thermos and spoon, preparing to leave. It

was the height of summer, and the weather was sweltering. Wang Yulan was drenched in sweat from the long journey. The police station was poorly equipped; there was no air conditioning, only a broken fan that offered no relief. Wang Yulan's white t-shirt was damp, clinging tightly to her body, clearly outlining her full figure.

Seeing this, Zhang Dayuan suddenly became excited. He grabbed Wang Yulan, making her sit on his lap with her back to him, and began caressing her entire body, kissing his wife's neck.

"No…you're crazy, we're in the station…"

Wang Yulan struggled to break free.

"It's alright, there's no one around now."

Zhang Dayuan had already slipped his hand under Wang Yulan's skirt, kneading his wife's mons pubis.

"No, Xiao Zhao will be back…"

Wang Yulan was still worried.

"He just left; he'll be back for a while after his patrol. We just need to hurry." Zhang

Dayuan had already pulled down his wife's panties.

Wang Yulan couldn't resist anymore; Zhang Dayuan had already pulled out his erect penis and was rubbing it against her vaginal opening. He gripped his wife's waist with both hands and pressed down, Wang Yulan let out a muffled groan as his penis slid into her soft flesh.

Zhang Dayuan sat in the chair and began to thrust, his hands reaching forward to knead his wife's breasts with each thrust. Wang Yulan braced her hands on the desk, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, letting out soft moans. "Ah...ah...um...ouch..."

Zhang Dayuan, aroused, stood up, turned his wife over so she lay on the desk, and lifted her two snow-white thighs, ramming into her hard.

"Ouch...ouch...oh...oh...hum..."

Wang Yulan was so stimulated by her husband's ferocity that she couldn't speak. Because she was worried that someone might suddenly barge in, she felt it was best not to delay too long. She panted and said to her husband, "A-Yuan...oh...you're here...or not?" "I can't take it anymore... Ouch... Ouch... Let's... let's hurry up..."

Hearing his wife's groans, and fearing that Xiao Zhao would see them when he returned, Zhang Dayuan said, "Okay, I'll hurry up, you wish." He hoisted Wang

Yulan's legs onto his shoulders, pressing his entire upper body against hers, and began thrusting faster. His hands, through her clothes, grasped her full breasts, kneading them forcefully.

Wang Yulan felt her husband's thrusting speed increasing, the pleasure of his penis rubbing against her vaginal walls growing stronger, her nerves almost out of control. Unconsciously, her hands flailed wildly across the table. With a "bang," the ashtray she swept to the floor shattered.

"Ah Yuan...faster...give it to me...faster..."

Wang Yulan gripped the edge of the table tightly, her body tense; she had reached her climax.

"Okay, I'll give it to you...give it to you..."

Seeing his wife's dazed state, Zhang Dayuan could no longer restrain himself. After a few more wild thrusts, he gripped Wang Yulan's shoulders tightly, pressing his lower body against hers, and his semen gushed out wildly. "Ah..."

Both of them reached their peak together...

"You bastard, you've made me weak all over,"

Wang Yulan gasped, softly pushing away her husband who was still on top of her.

"Hehe, was it good?"

Zhang Dayuan straightened up, pulled out his now-softened penis, took out a few tissues from the box to wipe himself, and gave a few to his wife. "

Get lost,"

Wang Yulan scolded playfully, taking the tissues to wipe the semen overflowing from her vagina, picking up her underwear from the floor and putting it on.

"I have to go quickly, I don't know if I can catch the last bus, it's all your fault."

Wang Yulan finished tidying her clothes, combing her messy hair with her fingers while hurriedly clearing away the dishes.

"It's okay, you should make it."

Zhang Dayuan was throwing the used tissues and the broken ashtray into the wastebasket. "You should hurry up and go."

Just then, loud footsteps and a cough came from outside the door; it was Xiao Zhao returning. As soon as he entered, seeing Wang Yulan about to leave, his eyes lit up. "Oh, sister-in-law's here?"

"Ah, yes, I was just about to leave, Xiao Zhao, come over sometime."

Wang Yulan quickly picked up her things, smiled at Xiao Zhao, and hurried out the door. As she passed by Xiao Zhao, he inhaled deeply the fragrance and scent of her sweat. "This woman is truly feminine," Xiao Zhao thought to himself. " Look

at that figure, that allure. I wonder how exhilarating it would be. I must have had a great time just now." Actually, Xiao Zhao had already returned. As he walked outside, he suddenly heard intimate sounds coming from inside. He quickly understood what was happening, slowed his pace, and leaned against the door to listen to the whole thing.

Xiao Zhao noticed that the table was a bit messy, and the wastebasket was suddenly filled with toilet paper. Looking at Zhang Dayuan's satisfied expression, he understood even better. Through his interactions with Zhang Dayuan over the past few months, he found him vulgar, uncultured, and arrogant. Therefore, he looked down on Zhang Dayuan from the bottom of his heart. However, Zhang Dayuan was indeed very experienced in catching criminals, something Xiao Zhao couldn't match.

"Hmph, look at that smug guy, what kind of good fortune did he have to marry such a slutty woman? If it were me..."

Xiao Zhao's mind raced, imagining the scene from earlier, and he felt a surge of lust. "If I get the chance, I'll definitely sleep with her!"

He pictured his penis going in and out of Wang Yulan's vagina, her moans and gasps beneath him...

Wang Yulan hurried towards the main road, praying that the last bus hadn't arrived yet. But when she reached the temporary bus stop, it was empty, not a soul in sight. She checked her watch, and waited another ten minutes, but no bus came.

What to do now? Taxis rarely came to this remote place, and it was already 11 o'clock. She had to think of something quickly .

The night wind blew, and the sweat on her body hadn't dried yet; Wang Yulan felt a little chilly. "Oh no, I have to go, or I'll catch a cold."

Which way to go? Walking back along the main road would be brighter, but it would be a long detour, at least half an hour's walk. The shortcut would only take about 10 minutes, but it involved crossing an alley without streetlights, which felt unsafe.

While she hesitated, she suddenly thought of her child at home. Was the child sleeping soundly? Had they kicked off the covers? Would they be scared if they woke up and couldn't see their mother? The thought filled her with panic.

Wang Yulan glanced at the alley, then at the main road, and finally gritted her teeth, making her decision.

She strode towards the alley. The rural-urban fringe was quiet and peaceful at night, save for the incessant chirping of insects and the clear moonlight that filled the air. Wang Yulan had no interest in appreciating the summer night scenery; she hurried along the path, wanting to get home as quickly as possible.

The alley had no streetlights, winding and narrow, lined with dilapidated houses. Local farmers built new houses when they had money, renting out their old ones to migrant workers at low prices.

Wang Yulan turned several corners and entered a narrow, cramped alley. The houses were very close together, and the moonlight shone in erratically, casting a pale blue glow on the stone pavement. Wang Yulan hesitated for a moment, then saw a light emanating from a room ahead. Thinking the distance wasn't long and she could get out quickly, she hurried inside, her footsteps echoing in the quiet alley.

Wang Yulan walked faster and faster, almost reaching the house with the light on. Just as she was about to leave the alley, a surge of excitement made her prepare to run. Suddenly, she heard a whoosh of wind behind her. Before she could react, a thick arm abruptly covered her mouth, followed by another arm around her waist from behind. A body pressed against her back, and she felt herself being lifted off the ground and dragged back.

Wang Yulan struggled in terror, the thermos flask in her hand clattering to the ground. Her hands flailed wildly; she could only desperately try to pry open the hand covering her mouth, but the man was incredibly strong, and all her struggles seemed so weak and powerless… Hearing the noise outside, the only house with the light on suddenly went out, plunging the entire alley into complete darkness…

The man dragged Wang Yulan back seven or eight meters, slammed open a door beside him, kicked it open, and then turned and pinned Wang Yulan to the ground.

Wang Yulan was terrified, feeling a soft, trembling sensation beneath her, as if she were lying on straw. The person on top of her released their hand from her mouth, and just as she was about to scream, she felt something cold and sharp pressed against her neck.

"Don't scream, or I'll stab you to death!" a hoarse male voice sneered, its accent unreadable. "

Screaming won't help; no one here can hear you!" Wang Yulan said tremblingly, "Please let me go. I have money in my pocket; take it all."

A sliver of hope remained in her heart.

The man chuckled maliciously, "Of course, I want the money too, but first, let me relieve myself." "

As he spoke, his hands began to roughly grope Wang Yulan's body.

"No, please don't..."

Wang Yulan panicked, pushing the man away with both hands, but he continued his actions, and her resistance was ineffective. The faint moonlight filtering through the wooden window illuminated his figure, outlining the silhouette of a disheveled man with messy hair and a scraggly beard.

The man's hand reached inside Wang Yulan's clothes, slipping into her bra, and roughly kneading her breasts. "Wow, so big, so fucking soft."

The man lewdly grinned, pinching her nipple hard with two fingers. "The police are cracking down hard, I haven't touched a woman in ages."

Wang Yulan was desperately resisting when she heard his words and suddenly snapped out of her daze, quickly saying to him, "Let me go right now, my husband is a policeman, he definitely won't let you get away with this!"

The man paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into wild laughter, "Haha, I'm fucking lucky. I hate the police the most, I never thought you'd deliver yourself to my doorstep today." "Hmph, I'll have my fill today, let's taste the flavor of a policewoman's wife!"

he said, kneading her harder.

Wang Yulan was both angry and anxious, turning her head back and forth on the straw, trying to avoid the man's unkempt, sour-smelling face, but the man still opened his mouth and captured her lips, licking them with his tongue. Wang Yulan could only make "mmm" sounds.

Wang Yulan struggled desperately, trying to shake the man off, but her struggles were not only futile, but also intensified the friction between their bodies. The man felt the full, warm body beneath him constantly rubbing against him, and his lust burned fiercely.

The man pulled at Wang Yulan's clothes, trying to pull them off her head, but Wang Yulan held on tightly and wouldn't let him take them off. The man got angry, picked up the knife in his hand, inserted it into the hem of her clothes, and pulled it up, the clothes were ripped open with a "sizzle". The man grabbed the two sides of the tear and ripped the t-shirt to shreds with a "whoosh". It was torn in two.

Wang Yulan was stunned, her hands clutching her chest in terror as she stared at the knife in the man's hand.

In the dim moonlight, the man saw Wang Yulan's fair and delicate skin, his heart pounding, his lower body hardening even more. He grabbed both of Wang Yulan's wrists with one hand, pulling her arms up, and with the other hand, he plunged the knife between the two cups of her bra, snapping it in two. The man stuck the knife into a nearby pile of grass, then reached down and pulled the bra aside, revealing Wang Yulan's two full, white breasts in the moonlight.

Without the bra's support, her white breasts spread wide, completely exposed, her dark nipples erect, trembling helplessly, covered in sweat, shimmering alluringly in the moonlight, rising and falling with her breath, awaiting cruel ravaging.

"My God!"

Seeing this beautiful scene, the man's mind went blank, and he was momentarily stunned. The touch had felt wonderful, but seeing it was even better. He swallowed hard, reached out and grabbed her left breast, kneading it roughly. Wang Yulan was

horrified as her clothes were torn open. The pain in her breast filled her with shame and hatred, and she involuntarily closed her eyes. Her snow-white body exposed to a vulgar man, being played with by him—she had never even imagined such a thing happening to her before, yet today it was truly happening to her.

Suddenly, the man released her hand, and the pain in her breast disappeared. Wang Yulan opened her eyes, only to see the man pulling down his pants and reaching for his disgusting member. Wang Yulan panicked, struggling to get up, but the man… He pinned her down in an instant.

Wang Yulan's skirt was lifted to her waist, and the man's hands tore at her panties, her last line of defense completely collapsing. The man pressed heavily on her, panting, and Wang Yulan felt the stiff glans searching for the entrance to her vagina in her thick pubic hair. Wang Yulan felt her last hope shattered, and in despair, she could only cry and plead, "No...don't do this...please, don't do this..."

Seeing the voluptuous woman beneath him pleading so desperately, the man felt an immense excitement. He wanted to ravage her, to vent all the pent-up frustration from being chased by the police these past few days on her body. His penis finally found that soft entrance, and the man straightened up, thrusting forward, entering her amidst Wang Yulan's sobs.

"Ah..."

they both cried out simultaneously. Wang Yulan felt the man's thick glans force its way through her labia, entering her vagina along with a few pubic hairs. A sharp pain shot through her; due to her dryness, the man's penis could no longer penetrate. Wang Yulan gasped for breath, and before she could recover, the man suddenly thrust all the way in. "Ouch..."

Wang Yulan screamed in agony.

The man coldly watched Wang Yulan's furrowed brows and tightly closed eyes, arching his hips and pounding into her again. Tears glistened in Wang Yulan's eyes; she gasped for breath, groaning softly, turning her head to the side with each thrust.

Wang Yulan painfully endured the man's thrusting. The man's penis was thick and strong, like a bull's. Her vagina was stretched full by this devil, tightly gripping it, allowing it to enter and exit at will. As the penis ravaged her, Wang Yulan's vagina gradually became wet, the resistance to the thrusting lessened, and a "sizzling" sound filled her vagina.

The man, hands on the ground, thrust his hips forcefully, watching Wang Yulan sob in pain with each thrust, her large breasts bouncing up and down her body, a sight of extreme beauty and wantonness. He couldn't resist pulling out his penis, lowering his head to take most of her left breast into his mouth, biting and licking the nipple rapidly with his tongue. This move was incredibly powerful; Wang Yulan couldn't bear it, trembling all over, pushing his head away with her hands.

The man was ecstatic, pouncing on Wang Yulan again, gripping his penis and thrusting it forcefully into her vagina, pumping wildly. His penis was hard and powerful; each thrust to her cervix sent a tingling sensation through Wang Yulan. She closed her eyes in shame, resisting her body's response. The man lifted her buttocks, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh, thrusting even harder.

Perhaps the movements were too intense, for the man suddenly felt a surge of intense pleasure rising in his lower body. He quickly put Wang Yulan down, pressing her tightly against him, and began his final assault.

The man's breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his thrusts increased suddenly. Wang Yulan knew that the man's climax was approaching. She felt a strange sense of grief, anger, and humiliation. She didn't know what to do, so she turned her face away and let the man thrust rapidly on top of her, tears streaming down her face again.

Suddenly, the man pressed heavily on top of her, his body tense, and a low growl escaped his throat. Wang Yulan felt the penis inside her vagina deeply pressed against her uterus, pulsating and ejaculating hot, sticky fluid—the man had ejaculated into her body.

"I've been raped! I've been penetrated and ejaculated by a thug!"

Wang Yulan thought painfully, and couldn't help but cry, her mind blank.

The man lay on top of Wang Yulan, panting for a while, then stroked her breasts with satisfaction, laughing and saying, "That was fucking good! How was it? You enjoyed it too?"

Wang Yulan just covered her face and sobbed sadly. "Alright, stop being so upset. This policeman's wife tastes really good."

The man got off Wang Yulan, rummaged for her wallet, stuffed the money into his pocket, and then opened the door and left.

Wang Yulan sat up crying, letting the semen flow out of her vagina. She had an IUD inserted after giving birth, so she wouldn't get pregnant again—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Feeling the semen slowly flowing out, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

The pale moonlight shone through the wooden slat window into the woodshed, making Wang Yulan's naked body look incredibly alluring. Her eyes were vacant, her face streaked with tears, and her hair was disheveled with a few strands of straw.

After sitting there blankly for a long time, Wang Yulan managed to straighten her clothes and staggered towards her husband's police station… When she reached the station entrance, seeing the dim lights inside, she only managed to call out "A-Yuan" before collapsing to the ground…

4 Since the night Wang Yulan was raped, Zhang Dayuan had been searching for the damned criminal like a madman. Although he caught several, he couldn't confirm if they were the same guy.

Zhang Dayuan became depressed and ruthless, beating almost every criminal half to death. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao constantly watching over and stopping him, he might have been suspended for abusing prisoners long ago.

A year later, Xiao Zhao was transferred from the police station back to the bureau. With relevant qualifications and knowledge, plus the support of her uncle who was the deputy director, Xiao Zhao quickly climbed the ranks in the small city's public security bureau to the position of assistant director of the computer department. Although it wasn't a formal position, the head of the department was an elderly Party member nearing retirement, unfamiliar with the work; the position was merely a favor. In reality, Xiao Zhao basically had the final say in the department's work, and he became a favorite within the bureau.

A year later, Zhang Dayuan was transferred back to the bureau. Since no one was constantly watching over and dissuading him after Xiao Zhao left, he severely beat several criminals, was reported to the bureau, and received several disciplinary actions. If it weren't for Xiao Zhao's intervention, he would likely have faced further punishment. Therefore, the bureau dared not let him stay at the grassroots level and transferred him back to a sinecure. Zhang Dayuan was doing work he disliked, harboring resentment and maintaining a strained relationship with the department.

One day, as Zhang Dayuan was leaving work, he saw Xiao Zhao preparing to go upstairs and called out, "Xiao Zhao, it's Saturday tomorrow, come over for dinner, I have something to do."

Because of their time working together at the grassroots police station, Xiao Zhao was now his closest friend in the bureau. Furthermore, only he and Xiao Zhao knew that Wang Yulan had been raped that day. Xiao Zhao kept her mouth shut, and the matter hadn't spread. For someone like Zhang Dayuan who cared a lot about his reputation, this was truly fortunate, and therefore, he felt somewhat grateful to Xiao Zhao.

"Brother Zhang, what's up?"

Xiao Zhao was delighted to hear that he was being invited to his home for dinner.

"Great news! Your sister-in-law wants to introduce you to someone. Let's look at some photos first, you can choose one."

"Really? Oh, thank you so much, sister-in-law. But I have to work overtime tomorrow morning, how about tomorrow night?"

"Sure, tomorrow night it is. You definitely have to come."

"I definitely will. See you later."

Xiao Zhao waved, watching Zhang Dayuan walk out of the office building.

Actually, although Xiao Zhao had a decent relationship with Zhang Dayuan, he didn't really like him. After they were transferred back to the municipal bureau together, Zhang Dayuan had invited him to his home for dinner a few times, and Xiao Zhao had gone each time, but actually, it was all for Wang Yulan.

As Xiao Zhao climbed the stairs, he recalled the events of that night.

He and Zhang Dayuan rushed out after hearing the commotion outside. Wang Yulan was groaning, leaning against the stone threshold at the gate. Her face was streaked with tears, her hair disheveled with a few strands of straw, her clothes torn to shreds, her bra ripped off and hanging from her shoulders, barely concealing her full breasts. Several red marks marred her fair skin, as if she had been roughly squeezed.

As he and Zhang Dayuan carried Wang Yulan inside, his hand instinctively touched her breast; the slightly hard nipples pressed against his palm, the warm, soft, and incredibly elastic sensation unforgettable. The distraught Wang Yulan was placed on a chair, her wrinkled skirt inadvertently lifted, revealing her bare, full thighs and buttocks, and a patch of dark pubic hair between her legs, with faint traces of white semen visible.

Seeing Wang Yulan in such a state, Xiao Zhao felt his breathing quicken, his blood surge, and his lower body harden instantly. To cover his embarrassment, he quickly said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, I'll go call a car, you take your wife home."

Then he ran out the door. Behind him came Zhang Dayuan's loud roar, "What's going on? Who is this?!"

Xiao Zhao finally caught a taxi. After it pulled up in front of the police station, he got out and, together with Zhang Dayuan, helped Wang Yulan into the car. He said to Zhang Dayuan, "Brother Zhang, you take your wife home, I'll go look around and see if I can find anyone suspicious."

Zhang Dayuan gave him a grateful look, got into the car, and drove off.

Back in his office, Xiao Zhao's mind was still filled with the image of Wang Yulan after being raped. He felt himself getting hard again.

The chair Wang Yulan had just sat on was right in front of him. Suddenly, Xiao Zhao remembered something, picked up the desk lamp, and carefully searched the chair.

The lamp illuminated the chair brightly, revealing all the marks. Xiao Zhao suddenly became excited. Sure enough, he saw two curly hairs and a small wet patch.

Those were Wang Yulan's pubic hairs, and the wet patch was the residue of semen. Xiao Zhao cursed the criminal, "Damn bastard, he shot so much, and it's still flowing here."

Looking at the hair and semen stains, "7th Floor," Xiao Zhao imagined Wang Yulan being raped. He couldn't help but reach down and unzip his pants, gripping his hard, hot penis and rubbing it rapidly. Imagining the criminal comfortably ejaculating inside Wang Yulan, he couldn't hold back any longer. He suddenly released his grip, and a stream of white fluid spurted from his glans, hitting the back of the chair and slowly flowing down. He felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

Xiao Zhao carefully picked up the two pubic hairs and hid them in the plastic bag used for storing evidence during the investigation. Later, those two pubic hairs of Wang Yulan became his favorite when he masturbated, and he would get extremely excited every time he saw them.

Xiao Zhao was busy all day Saturday. Under his organization, the local area network in his workplace was being improved step by step, and this achievement would be a strong support for his future promotion.

Although Xiao Zhao was busy today, he kept thinking about dinner, or to put it bluntly, about Wang Yulan. He was distracted several times. After work, he went back to his dormitory, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and hurriedly went to Zhang Dayuan's house.

Zhang Dayuan opened the door. Because of the hot weather, he was shirtless and wearing only shorts. Seeing Xiao Zhao, he warmly invited him in.

The table was already full of sumptuous dishes, but Wang Yulan was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are your wife and Jiajia?"

Xiao Zhao asked casually.

"Sister-in-law is in the kitchen, Jiajia went to Grandpa and Grandma's. Let's eat first."

As Zhang Dayuan spoke, Wang Yulan came out of the kitchen with a dish. Seeing Xiao Zhao, she was very welcoming. "Xiao Zhao's here? Quickly wash your hands and eat."

Wang Yulan took off her apron, and Xiao Zhao saw her attire clearly. Wang Yulan was wearing a black, tight-fitting t-shirt, which outlined the lines of her high, firm breasts in a way that was incredibly alluring. Her fair, rounded arms swayed in front of Xiao Zhao, making him unable to stop his fantasies.

Everyone ate happily at the table. Wang Yulan took out some photos for Xiao Zhao to choose from. Xiao Zhao saw that a few were indeed quite nice, so he put the photos away, saying he would take them home to look at them more closely. Wang Yulan kept pouring drinks for the two of them. Zhang Dayuan drank a lot, cursing some people and things in the bureau as he drank. Seeing him like this, Xiao Zhao said, "Brother Zhang, don't be depressed. If you want to change positions, I'll talk to my uncle and ask him to try to arrange something for you."

Hearing Xiao Zhao say this, Zhang Dayuan was very happy. "You're a good brother! Come on, drink!"

He filled Xiao Zhao's and his own glasses, clinked glasses with Xiao Zhao's, and gulped it down. Xiao Zhao declined, saying he didn't drink much.

Zhang Dayuan quickly got drunk, started burping and talking nonsense. Wang Yulan quickly helped him sit on the sofa. At this moment, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the raindrops quickly began to fall, and they grew heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping. Xiao Zhao was overjoyed; finally, he had an excuse to stay a little longer.

Wang Yulan told Xiao Zhao to watch TV while she started tidying up. Zhang Dayuan fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it. Xiao Zhao then picked him up, carried him to the bedroom, put him down, closed the bedroom door, and went to the kitchen.

Wang Yulan was washing dishes in the kitchen. She knew Zhang Dayuan was drunk again and heard Xiao Zhao carrying him inside, but she didn't hear him quietly approach the kitchen door.

Xiao Zhao greedily stared at Wang Yulan's back; her full, mature figure radiated from every part of her body, her snow-white, rounded thighs exposed beneath her shorts, gleaming with a captivating white light.

Xiao Zhao forced himself to pounce on her and gently walked behind her, saying, "Sister-in-law, let me help you."

The sudden voice startled Wang Yulan. Turning around, she saw Xiao Zhao and smiled, saying, "No need, go watch TV."

"Watching TV is not as good as looking at you,"

Xiao Zhao whispered, moving closer to Wang Yulan.

Wang Yulan's heart skipped a beat. She watched in surprise as Xiao Zhao approached step by step. Before she could react, Xiao Zhao had already pulled her into a hug and kissed her half-open lips.

When Xiao Zhao's tongue entered her mouth and began to suckle, Wang Yulan finally reacted. She struggled to break free from Xiao Zhao's tight embrace, her lips uttering

muffled "mmm..." sounds.

Xiao Zhao held the full, voluptuous body he had long dreamed of tightly, kneading it vigorously. The warm, elastic flesh made him forget everything around him. His mouth held Wang Yulan's soft, moist lips, his tongue licking her smooth, hard teeth and her hot, throbbing tongue, sucking her saliva, finding it incredibly sweet.

Wang Yulan finally broke free from Xiao Zhao's embrace, taking a step back, panting, staring blankly at him. "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing!"

Xiao Zhao said excitedly, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself, I like you so much."

"But, but you can't do this..."

Wang Yulan lowered her voice, afraid of waking Zhang Dayuan.

"Sister-in-law, I beg you, just let me kiss you. Just one kiss."

Seeing that she didn't dare to raise her voice, Xiao Zhao felt his chance had come and pleaded desperately.

Wang Yulan hesitated. She knew Zhang Dayuan's current position in the bureau and that Xiao Zhao was a rising star who could help Zhang Dayuan, so she absolutely couldn't offend him. But his request was clearly excessive, and she couldn't agree to it. What should she do?

Xiao Zhao noticed Wang Yulan's hesitation and was secretly pleased, so he intensified his pleading. Wang Yulan gritted her teeth, thinking that it was just a kiss, it wouldn't matter much, so she steeled herself and said to Xiao Zhao, "Okay, I promise you, but only this once."

Xiao Zhao was overjoyed and readily agreed, about to pounce on Wang Yulan and hug her. Wang Yulan stopped him, saying, "Not here."

Then she glanced at the bedroom door and quietly went into the bathroom.

Xiao Zhao also glanced into the bedroom and tiptoed after her...

5 As soon as Wang Yulan entered the bathroom, she stood shyly with her head down facing the sink, her heart pounding wildly.

Xiao Zhao followed her in, gently locking the door behind him. He saw Wang Yulan with her back to him, arms crossed, her body trembling slightly. He was mesmerized. He saw himself and Wang Yulan in the mirror by the sink, and tormented by desire, he felt like a devil.

Xiao Zhao went over and hugged Wang Yulan from behind. The moment his hand touched her, he felt her body tremble, as if she shivered. Touching her soft, warm body, Xiao Zhao's desire immediately surged.

He turned Wang Yulan around; she still shyly lowered her head. Xiao Zhao reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her face. Wang Yulan glanced at him, then quickly lowered her eyes again. Seeing Wang Yulan's shy beauty, Xiao Zhao felt a surge of intoxication. He leaned in and kissed her slightly parted lips.

Xiao Zhao's lips felt a unique softness and warmth, and his tongue involuntarily wanted to explore Wang Yulan's mouth. Wang Yulan's teeth weren't fully open, and this coy resistance only fueled his desire. His tongue pushed even deeper, while his hands tightly embraced her body, caressing her. Wang Yulan couldn't resist any longer and finally opened her teeth, accepting his insatiable tongue.

As soon as her jaw opened, Xiao Zhao's tongue, like a venomous snake, darted in, swirling and churning, chasing after hers. Wang Yulan felt herself being swallowed whole by his sucking and licking, a strange excitement welling up from within.

They embraced tightly, caressing each other, their desires burning intensely. Xiao Zhao's hands roamed over Wang Yulan's voluptuous body, kneading and rubbing vigorously, completely forgetting his promise to only kiss her.

After kissing for a while, Xiao Zhao couldn't resist any longer. He placed his hands on Wang Yulan's waist, groping for the hem of her blouse, and began to caress it. Wang Yulan's smooth, warm skin was soft and elastic. Xiao Zhao gradually moved his hand upwards, until he touched Wang Yulan's bra. Wang Yulan groaned, pushing him away with her hands on Xiao Zhao's wrists, and mumbled, "Don't do this...you said it was just...just a kiss..."

But her resistance was futile. Without hesitation, Xiao Zhao slipped his hand inside her bra and roughly kneaded her breasts. Touching the breasts he had longed for, their warm, soft texture made his heart pound so hard it felt like it would leap out of his chest.

"My God, so full, so smooth!"

Xiao Zhao couldn't help but exclaim sincerely.

He continued to knead and stimulate Wang Yulan's nipples with his fingers, all the while watching her expression. Under Xiao Zhao's caresses, Wang Yulan's eyes were half-closed in a daze, a flush of excitement rising on her face. With each rough pinch of her nipples, she let out unconscious moans.

Seeing Wang Yulan's wanton appearance, Xiao Zhao felt himself being consumed by lust. He abruptly flipped Wang Yulan over, making her face down on the sink, one hand groping her buttocks, roughly pulling down her shorts while simultaneously unzipping his own pants and pulling out his already rock-hard penis. Wang Yulan lay obediently, her full buttocks exposed to the man behind her without any defense, letting out soft moans.

Her shorts and underwear were pulled down, revealing her snow-white buttocks, the thick pubic hair between her legs faintly visible, her plump labia peeking out from beneath the hair. Seeing the voluptuous woman presenting her naked body to him for his pleasure, Xiao Zhao's mind went blank. He grabbed his penis and thrust it into Wang Yulan's vagina.

Perhaps he was too impatient; Xiao Zhao couldn't find the entrance after several attempts. In desperation, he grabbed Wang Yulan's buttocks and spread them apart, trying to open her vagina as wide as possible. The rough movements caused Wang Yulan to cry out in pain. Xiao Zhao didn't care about that; he finally found the entrance, his glans, mixed with a few of her pubic hairs, inserted.

"Ah...it's in..."

Wang Yulan groaned as she was suddenly penetrated.

"So tight, so warm...sister-in-law, you're so good."

Xiao Zhao pressed her buttocks and thrust violently in and out.

"Oh... be gentle... you're so hard..."

Wang Yulan groaned weakly.

As Xiao Zhao thrust in and out, he lifted Wang Yulan's upper body, pulled her black tight-fitting t-shirt over her head, and tossed it aside. In the mirror, Wang Yulan's full, snow-white breasts rose and fell with his thrusts beneath her maroon bra, making Xiao Zhao's mouth water.

He eagerly pulled at Wang Yulan's bra, finally unhooking it, revealing a pair of exquisite breasts.

The two round, full mounds of white flesh appeared even higher due to her forward-leaning posture, and two dark red nipples, like peanuts, stood erect excitedly, trembling shyly exposed before the man's eyes, swaying back and forth with each thrust.

Unable to resist such temptation, Xiao Zhao's hands reached under Wang Yulan's armpits and roughly kneaded her breasts, while his penis continued to violently thrust into her vagina.

Wang Yulan, naked and voluptuous, lay prone on the counter while the young man behind her vigorously penetrated her. Seeing herself in the mirror, she lowered her head in embarrassment. Seeing her alluring, shy demeanor, Xiao Zhao felt even more aroused and ecstatic, thrusting in and out even faster, causing Wang Yulan to moan.

"Ah...it's...too deep...oh..."

"Want more...hmm?"

Xiao Zhao thrust again with force.

"Yes...I want..."

Wang Yulan was so stimulated she could barely speak.

Xiao Zhao withdrew his penis, turned Wang Yulan around so she was facing him, and made her half-reclined against the sink, one leg propped on the faucet, the other dangling over the sink. He grabbed his penis and thrust it back in.

"Hmm..."

Wang Yulan groaned, frowning, and gripped the towel rack on the wall with both hands. Xiao Zhao held her waist with one hand and stroked her smooth thigh with the other, panting as he thrust in and out. Wang Yulan had already released a considerable amount of vaginal fluid, making her vagina slippery and sticky. The sounds of her penis moving in and out excited Xiao Zhao greatly.

"Sister-in-law...you're so wet...can you hear me?...I'm making you feel so good..."

Xiao Zhao said shamelessly, stimulating Wang Yulan.

"Stop...you're so annoying...ah..."

Wang Yulan's shyness fueled Xiao Zhao's passion, and he thrust even harder. Her breasts swayed up and down with his movements, captivating him. He reached out and grasped one, kneading it, while the other continued to bounce.

After a while, Xiao Zhao felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone, knowing he was about to reach his limit, so he increased his speed and began to move more vigorously. Seeing this, Wang Yulan knew he was close to climax, so she hooked her legs around Xiao Zhao's waist, clamping his penis between her legs and twisting in rhythm.

With her grip tightening, Xiao Zhao's penis could no longer move in or out, remaining deeply inserted into Wang Yulan's vagina, rubbing against her labia and clitoris. His glans churned within her uterus, the intense pleasure causing him to lose control. He abruptly grabbed Wang Yulan's shoulders.

"Sister-in-law... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum..."

"Come on... cum... cum inside me..."

"Ah..."

Xiao Zhao gritted his teeth, letting out a muffled roar as his throbbing penis ejaculated hot semen into Wang Yulan's body.

He watched Wang Yulan's expression as she received his ejaculation. Wang Yulan frowned, her eyes closed, her mouth half-open, letting out a moan with each spurt. Seeing her beautiful expression as she accepted his semen, Xiao Zhao excitedly ejaculated ten more times before stopping, collapsing weakly onto Wang Yulan's body, panting heavily, his hands still restlessly kneading her breasts.

After regulating her breathing, Wang Yulan opened her eyes and nudged Xiao Zhao on top of her. "Had enough? Aren't you getting up?"

Xiao Zhao reluctantly lifted himself up, pulling his now-softened penis out of Wang Yulan's vagina, while his fingers greedily kneaded her nipples. "Sister-in-law, you're amazing, I almost died of pleasure."

Her breasts, still trembling and slightly red from the passion, lingered.

Wang Yulan got up, wiped away the white fluid flowing from her vagina with toilet paper, and began to put on her clothes, one piece at a time. Xiao Zhao zipped up his pants, watching her alluring way as she dressed, and almost got hard again.

Wang Yulan combed her hair in front of the mirror, while Xiao Zhao watched silently from behind. Suddenly, neither of them spoke; they had both done things they shouldn't have.

Xiao Zhao left the bathroom, sat in the living room, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently. Wang Yulan finished dressing and came out, sitting down opposite him. Zhang Dayuan's snoring could be clearly heard from the bedroom.

"Sister-in-law... I'm sorry..."

Xiao Zhao remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter these words.

"It's nothing..."

Wang Yulan quickly replied.

"Then... I'm leaving."

Xiao Zhao stubbed out his cigarette and stood up.

"Okay, take care."

Wang Yulan also stood up and saw him to the door.

The rain had stopped. The streets were wet, the streetlights reflected off the road, and a car drove by, its lights flickering and breaking. Xiao Zhao looked up at the building he had just walked out of; Wang Yulan's room was still lit.

"Why?"

he asked himself, "Why did I suddenly become a devil?"

Wang Yulan sat blankly in the living room, recalling the dreamlike scene just now, her heart filled with mixed feelings...

Chapter 110 The Lewd Ju Ping

One Sunday at the end of April, Ju Ping happened to be home alone and called to invite me to her house. I didn't really know what it was about.

I saw Ju Ping return to her room. The door wasn't closed properly; it was half-open. I saw her take off all her clothes and take out a pair of special panties she'd bought from an adult store. These panties barely covered her crotch area, and she had to trim her pubic hair frequently to

keep it from spilling out! These panties offered absolutely no coverage for Ju Ping's full, pert buttocks; only a thin strip of nylon fabric could be seen peeking out from her cleft. The elastic band around her waist helped her adjust the panties in front of the mirror. Then she found a bra, which pitifully covered only part of her breasts, while the rest seemed to be under immense pressure, eager to spill out. After putting on these two pieces, she put on a linen t-shirt. I knew this linen t-shirt had been worn for a long time; the holes were quite sparse, so it was practically completely revealing. And this kind of clothing had been tried on many men—it worked wonders!

Then she chose a mini bodycon dress that was as short as it could possibly be, tightly wrapping her lower body and making her flat stomach and full, perky buttocks even more alluring!

And I knew that with just a slight movement, she could reveal her secret area that made my heart race! Oh!

Just thinking about it made my cunt itch uncontrollably.

After Ju Ping finished dressing, she called me to her room. When I looked at her, she seemed to shudder as if an electric current had passed through her body!

But I continued to keep my gaze fixed on Ju Ping, letting it wander around her. I made her feel a warm current flowing through her body with my gaze, which excited me greatly!

Ju Ping's zodiac sign:

Horse; Height:

1.63

meters; Weight:

55 kg; Birthplace:

Beijing; Hometown:

Shandong.

"Anonymous" "Ah, Sister Ju Ping!

" "Sister Ju Ping, you're so beautiful and sexy!

" Ju Ping laughed and said,

"Really?

Can a woman my age be sexy to you?" "Sister Ju Ping! Actually, you're the sexiest and most mature woman in my mind!

Although I dated Jiang Feng in the past, she was too immature, so I almost never dated her again!

" "Really?

" "Of course it's true. Actually, when I saw you yesterday, I could hardly believe it. You're such a beautiful woman, and so charming!

And...

" Ju Ping laughed again, and then she slowly took off all her clothes. When she was completely naked in front of me, I saw that her eyes were almost spitting fire, and my crotch was already stretched high by my penis!

Ju Ping slowly walked towards me, gently kissing my penis through my shorts. Her hands slipped inside my pants legs, lightly caressing my testicles. As she kissed me, she looked up at me. I stared at Ju Ping, the CCTV host beloved by millions of children across the country, with an expression of disbelief and immense joy. I commanded,

"Suck!

Take off my pants, suck hard!

" Ju Ping pulled down my shorts, releasing a strong stench of sweat, and I saw my nearly eight-inch-long penis!

Ju Ping pressed her face against my thick, long penis, a warm sensation traveling through her face to my heart. This was wonderful!

Ju Ping stuck out her tongue, gently licking my alluring penis, slowly, as if it were a popsicle, only a hot one. Ju Ping slowly licked from the base of my penis to the glans. With each lick, she looked up at the intense expression on my face. Ju Ping knew that this little boy still needed a lot of training, but this was such an exciting thing!

A young boy with a thick, hard penis was waiting to be disciplined by her, and at his age, my sexual desire was completely overwhelming for Ju Ping!

Ah…

quickly, I ejaculated a large amount of thick semen, some of which even landed on Ju Ping's hair, but Ju Ping didn't care at all, because she hadn't felt this way in a long time!

I began to lick Ju Ping's vulva with my tongue. My God!

How long had it been since she felt this way? I saw her feel dizzy, and she couldn't help but start moaning, because my tongue seemed to be born to overcome a woman's modesty, skillfully licking any place it could touch, and stimulating the vaginal walls just right. She moved her lower body again and again, as if to allow herself to be violated by me more intensely, to completely immerse herself in the pleasure of sex!

"Ah!

Ah!

So good!

Nameless…

you're so good…

I'm almost…

ah!

ah!"

"I skillfully and fiercely fucked Ju Ping, each thrust pushing my thick glans almost deep into her uterus. Because of the excessive force of my thrusts, my steps became unsteady, and I swayed slightly back and forth. The tighter she held me, the more tightly our bodies were joined, which only made it more unbearable for me. I gripped Ju Ping's buttocks tightly with both hands, preparing for a final sprint. I used all my strength to thrust upwards, each thrust reaching straight to Ju Ping's clitoris. Ju Ping was in so much pain that she could hardly bear it; she gripped tightly with both hands..." She grabbed my neck and cried out, "It hurts!

No...

no more!" My penis was throbbing with pleasure, so I ignored Ju Ping's feelings. Seeing that Ju Ping's face was expressionless, I continued until she screamed, "Ah---ah---ah---so--so uncomfortable---so itchy---fast--fast-put it into my hole--please--" I deliberately didn't go in right away, but flirted with her, saying, "

Sister, your husband isn't home, are you missing a man, you little slut?"

She breathed in a lewd voice,

"No, I just miss you, because you're young and handsome, and he's old and often not home, I--I-can't take it?" "

Besides, I heard you're quite the ladies' man, so I want you."

I thrust forward, my gun raised, pulling back with force, charging ahead. Making love with an experienced woman is truly a pleasure; her seductive and wild energy is irresistible.

"Mmm---mmm--mmm---good lad--you--you---fuck me to death, it feels so good, ah---ah---ah--my good husband--good brother--" I slapped her buttocks as I charged forward, constantly shouting, "Ah--ah--I--I'll fuck you--fuck you--fuck you--you slut--" After a very long and intense battle, I ejaculated, and she came too.

Panting, I climbed off her and lay on the bed, saying to her,

"Thank you, my good sister." She said playfully,

"You still call me sister? I've given you my body; from now on, I'm your Ping."

"Okay, okay, you are my nameless one," I said, pulling her into my arms again.

That night, we slept in each other's arms until dawn.

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