Online dating for women

When QQ chat swept across China, I was completely clueless about this new form of communication between men and women.
At that time, I was diligently studying for my CPA exam, engrossed in my open university textbooks.

My sexual experience was limited; before marriage, I had only had physical relations with one man, my first
boyfriend . I'm a rather conservative girl. Initially, I only agreed to my boyfriend kissing and touching my breasts. As for
that mysterious organ that men are most eager to possess, I stubbornly refused, only allowing him to touch it through my
pants at most.

Women are actually the easiest to fool. First, I agreed to let him touch my vulva through my pants, then I agreed to let him reach
inside my pants and touch it through my underwear. But when my boyfriend pulled out his large, hairy penis to tempt me, my
last line of defense crumbled. He easily reached inside; he not only touched it, but also touched it.

Finally, like all naive girls, I obediently let him pull down my underwear and accept
the insertion of his thick, hard penis. I was devoured by a man!

I naively thought that since he had taken my virginity, we would be husband and wife forever. So, I
let him take my virginity again and again; in six months, he took my virginity a hundred times! He didn't marry
me just because he took my virginity. When he got tired of me and had his fill of playing with me, he dumped me.

A year later, at my current workplace, I met my current husband. He was a section
chief , and he was captivated by my beauty. When I told him that I was no longer a virgin and had
been with men before, he firmly stated that he didn't care, saying he loved me for who I am! So I married him.

Our married life was quite perfect, especially our sex life, which was very harmonious. Every night,
I used all my charms to satisfy my husband. Although I wasn't very skilled in sexual techniques,
I had the experience of being taken by my ex-boyfriend nearly a hundred times, so serving my inexperienced husband
was more than enough. Every time we had sex, it ended with my husband's pleasurable moans.

The following year, I gave birth to a chubby son. A comfortable job and a cozy family life instilled in me
the conservative notion of being a devoted wife and mother.

My transformation from a typical respectable young woman into a promiscuous one stemmed from the still-
popular online chat.

I work in finance at my company, and besides myself, there are three other women of similar age in my department. I have no connections at
work ; I earned this enviable job entirely through my own abilities. Naturally ambitious
, I was determined not to disappoint my superiors, so I spent my days diligently working at my desk.

My colleagues, however, would spend their free time at the department's computers. Seeing their focused expressions, I
initially thought they were creating spreadsheets or something, but later I learned they were chatting with online friends.
From them, I learned that it was called QQ.

Chatting? I found their behavior unbelievable! Just exchanging words back and forth—what was the point?
It was a complete waste of time!

My colleagues urged me to chat online too, saying that chatting with strange men was addictive and exciting. I refused
their kind offer. I simply couldn't imagine what was so addictive or exciting about chatting with strangers!

Once, Xiao Na took three days off in a row. When she returned to work on the fourth day, her face beamed with
joy. Lili and Ajiao eagerly surrounded her: "Tell us, how did it go?" "Looks like you've got it
going?" I was baffled, wondering what they were up to.

Although I didn't chat with them, the four of us remained very friendly, and they
didn't hide anything from me.

"Guess!" Xiao Na deliberately acted mysterious.

"Oh dear, we weren't hiding under your beds, how would we know what happened?"

"Good sister, don't be jealous, tell us!"

Xiao Na looked around to make sure no one else was in the finance department, then said with a smug look:
"Don't rush, I'll tell you slowly. He's much more handsome than I imagined, tall and very
charming . When I got off the bus, he was already waiting at the station."

At this point, I understood: this crazy girl must have gone to meet someone she met online. Curious, I put down
my work and joined in. "He took me to a luxury hotel; it turns out he had booked the room in advance."

"Did he make a move as soon as you entered the room?" Ah Jiao asked.

"No, it's the first time we met. Wouldn't it be too ungentlemanly for him to start taking off a woman's pants as soon as he entered the room? We chatted
for a long time before he sat down next to me."

"Didn't you see him get an erection?" The impatient Ah Jiao didn't think her question was vulgar at all.

"At first, he sat on the sofa, and I sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't touch me, so how could he get an erection?"

"He must have wanted to hug you when he sat down next to you," Lili said.

"Yes! He first put his arm around my waist, and then turned my face and started kissing me."

"Wow, you're so lucky! Keep telling me."

"The rest is self-explanatory."

"No, we've told you everything, so you have to tell us the details too." Ah Jiao and Lili
were relentless .

Xiao Na paused, then began to recount: "He kissed me while placing his hand on my chest, caressing my breasts
through my clothes. Then, he lifted my shirt, pulled up my bra, and
exposed both my breasts. He gently kneaded my breasts, played with my nipples, and kept
praising how full my breasts were."

"Did he suck on your nipples?" A Jiao's eyes gleamed with lust.

"Don't interrupt, let Xiao Na tell you slowly," Lili rolled her eyes at A Jiao.

I had only intended to listen briefly before going to work, but now I couldn't move. I pulled over a chair
and sat down.

"What man doesn't suck on a woman's nipples? Of course he did. He pushed me down on the bed, straddled me
, and started sucking and licking, making me feel completely numb. I felt a burning sensation in my crotch, and my juices were already flowing. After
a while, he started putting his hand inside my panties and touching my cunt. He was so good at handling women, his fingers constantly
going in and out of my cunt, making me almost scream, 'Dear brother, I can't take it anymore, come and eat me!'
He stripped me of all my clothes, and then he started taking off his own. My God, I've never seen such a big
penis, at least one and a half times the size of an average man's. He took my hand and pressed it against his penis, which was hot..."
It was scalding hot. He was also very excited. I touched it a few times, and white fluid flowed from his penis, getting all over my
fingers . Later, he climbed on top of me and took his big penis into his mouth. He was very capable,
taking me for almost an hour before ejaculating.

"Was his semen plentiful?" Lili was also impatient at this point.

"Yes, he ejaculated a lot, enough to fill three spoonfuls. He's the man who ejaculated the most I've ever seen."

Listening to Xiaona recount this erotic story, I felt hot all over, and my crotch felt hot.

"What happened next?" I finally couldn't help but ask.

Ajiao laughed loudly: "Oh, even our Wenjuan can't take it anymore? Don't you dislike chatting?"

"Disliking chatting means disliking dirty stories? You brat!" I retorted.

"You should know that this story happened because of chatting."

"Stop it, let Xiaona finish the story." Lili stopped Ajiao and me from bickering.

Xiaona took a sip of water and continued. "After we finished eating, we cuddled together and said some intimate things.
After resting for about half an hour, he suggested we come back upstairs to eat again. I agreed, and actually, I really wanted him to eat me again. By
dark , we had eaten three times in a row before going downstairs to the restaurant for dinner."

"We ordered a bottle of XO and drank quite a bit. Because of the effects of alcohol and sexual excitement,
we didn't sleep at all that night and just enjoyed ourselves to the fullest. He was amazing; he ate me five more times that night, and each time
he ejaculated a lot of thick semen. The next day, we spent the day exploring the city. He was very generous and bought me
a lot of cosmetics. If I didn't have to rush back within three days, I would have let him cuddle me again for another night. It was so much fun;
he's the one I've met online who can eat the most and knows how to eat the most."

"What? Xiaona, you've slept with more than one online friend?" I was shocked.

"Hey, Wenjuan, you've been through this, why all this
fuss? Just say I've slept with a lot of online friends, right? Yeah, I've slept with more than one online friend, probably six or seven." Xiaona seemed to be deliberately tempting
me.

"Wenjuan, what era are we living in? Still so conservative? How many years of our most precious youth do we women have?
These days, it's okay for men to sleep with ten or eight women outside, but it's not okay for us women to have a taste of wild dicks? A woman
without a lover is worse than an old sow! Who else is like you, constantly having a man's penis between their legs and feeling content?"
Ajiao bluntly enlightened me.

"Yeah, Wenjuan, to tell you the truth, including online friends, I've already slept with eleven men.
In a couple of days , I'm going to sleep with a new online friend! With your looks, what kind of man can't you get? Why
waste your youth and beauty!" Even Lili, who seemed relatively quiet on the surface, made me blush when she spoke.

"Sister Wenjuan, we know you have feelings for your husband, but a happy family isn't just about these things, is it? You
give birth to his children, do his laundry, cook, do housework, and even satisfy his lust at night. You've done your part for him.
What, sleeping with a few men means you have no feelings? That's feudal! Look at America and Italy, husbands even accompany
their wives to have sex, and afterwards, they wipe their wives' private parts with toilet paper in front of other men! If you don't get to enjoy your youth,
no one will want you when you're old! When you're old and faded, even if you take off your pants and let men have sex with you, it'll be difficult!" Xiaona is
younger than me and always calls me sister.

"Actually, we women are born to be eaten by men, Wenjuan. Don't be silly anymore. While you're
young and attractive, find a few good men to play with and get your kicks. What makes us women happy these days?
Isn't it just bending over and letting men eat you? What's the fun in that if you're just letting your husband eat you all day?
These days, which woman with a bit of looks hasn't been eaten by five, seven, six, or even eight or ten men?"

"Wenjuan, it's not too late for you to think this through. As long as you agree, we'll connect you with men, tall or short
, thick or long, you can choose whatever you want. We guarantee they'll all be better at eating than your husband!"

"Right, let's get Wenjuan a QQ account too, so she can hook up with men online when she's free. Don't let her
coyness fool you. Once she finds someone she likes and gets eaten by a guy online, it'll be hard for us to get her back."

The three of them chattered away, saying things that my husband and I
had never even seen in the pornographic DVDs we'd watched. If someone hadn't come in to claim reimbursement, who knows what they would have said.

I silently returned to my seat. As I sat down, I felt a cool sensation in my crotch. Oh my god, I
was wet.

That day, I couldn't concentrate on my work; my mind was racing with every word my sisters had said.
Yes, they were right. For a woman, youth is fleeting. What is a woman's pleasure?
Isn't it what they call being "eaten" by a man? In the past, when my ex-boyfriend "eaten" me, I felt pleasure; after marriage,
when my husband "eats" me, I feel the same pleasure.

Doesn't this prove that being "eaten" by a man is pleasurable for a woman? Am I really just inherently conservative? Then why am I
wet? I'm wet because I'm listening to other men's sex stories. When Xiaona recounted her
story of having sex with an online friend, I fantasized that I was the one being "eaten" by that online friend all night! It seems I'm just a
normal woman with desires and feelings. I also crave to be with other men, and I long to be with ten, no,
twenty, thirty men's thick penises in my lifetime!

My heart stirred, and my vagina began to flow with sticky, lustful fluid. I changed my previous thoughts; I
decided to try the pleasure of being with a man other than my husband.

That night, when my husband lay on top of me as usual, I felt an unprecedented excitement.
It wasn't my husband's penis that stimulated me, because his penis wasn't anything new to me. In the past
, every time I came to orgasm from him, it was a normal physiological reaction. Women, when there are no other men's penises
to play with, their husbands' penises can provide temporary satisfaction. Tonight, my excitement came from
imagining my husband on top of me as a stranger.

Afterwards, my husband hugged me and asked, "Wife, why are you so wet tonight?" I wouldn't tell him the real reason: "What, don't you like it when it's so wet
? Do you even need to ask? You made me feel good, didn't you?
" My husband often asks me to say obscene words like "eat," "pussy," and "penis" to arouse him, but I always
find it difficult to say them. Tonight, however, I actually said the word "eat" so easily. As soon as my husband heard me say "eat
," he became incredibly excited, and his limp penis immediately became hard again. Then he climbed on top of me and ate me hard
once more.

My husband was fast asleep, snoring sweetly. I got up and went to the bathroom, squatted down, and washed away
his . I'd developed a habit of washing it off after we were intimate; otherwise, I felt uncomfortable.

Looking in the bathroom mirror, I admired my beautiful, youthful body
: my breasts, full and heavy like two freshly steamed buns, trembling slightly; my two round, luscious
nipples like ripe cherries; my smooth, flat stomach without an ounce of fat; my plump, round buttocks like
two towering peaks; the deep cleft of my buttocks like a canyon inviting contemplation;
a few fine, dark pubic hairs covering my slightly raised mons pubis; and my two pink labia peeking out from between my snow-white thighs. So beautiful!
No wonder my husband could never get enough of my body, never tire of exploring every crevice and valley. Such a
beautiful body—am I really destined to only let my husband play with it for the rest of my life? I remember my husband often saying,
"Wife, I'm so happy. Do you know how intoxicating your white flesh is? If other men
saw your body, I wonder how crazy they would go!" Yes, God has favored me, giving me such a
beautiful figure that countless women envy. Since God has given me such beauty, am I just supposed to use it to
satisfy my husband? No, my sisters are right. A woman's body is for men to play with, for more men to devour
our vaginas, to give them the pleasure of intoxicating passion—that is our duty as women! This world
needs men to create it, and we women are meant to serve
these men who create the world with our breasts, thighs, buttocks, and cunts!

I can no longer waste my youth. I want to be like my sisters, open my mind, release my desires, and
open my body to many men, letting them touch my breasts, suck my nipples, lick my
buttocks , and eat my tender cunt! While my body still arouses men's desire, I want them to ejaculate into my
vagina, my anus, my mouth—every part of my body will be bathed in men's semen.

Ah Jiao registered a QQ number for me and gave me the name: "Woman's Fragrance." It's a name that will make men
fantasize , and I'm very satisfied. Because I have basic computer skills, I quickly became proficient at QQ chatting. The first few times,
I chatted under the watchful eyes of my girlfriends, because they wanted to guide me. Although a few male netizens initiated
conversations, they were all just polite small talk. A few netizens seemed interested in deeper conversations, but with them watching, I felt uncomfortable
and politely declined.

Seeing that I hadn't made any progress, Ah Jiao became anxious: "I'm telling you, I'm not asking you to chat about ideals or
life. Those are just preludes to paving the way. If you keep talking like this, all the men will run away."
"Then what should I talk about?" "Sex. Men chat with you for one purpose: stimulation. First, they want to get verbal stimulation
from us , and the ultimate goal, of course, is to get us into bed and eat us. Look, the other day that
man asked you how big your breasts were, why didn't you tell him?" "That was too embarrassing," I said. "Hey,
you weren't face to face, what's embarrassing about it? He dared to ask, but you didn't dare to answer? Just treat your online friends like
your husband, say whatever you want. Don't even mention asking how big your breasts are, it doesn't matter if he asks how tight your vagina is. Be
brave , that will be especially exciting." Ah Jiao looked a bit disappointed in me. "This is way more exciting than
dating . When you're dating, you're too shy to talk about things directly, but online chatting is different. Don't think it's just men who want
excitement; don't we women want to be excited by men too?" "So what do you and your online friends talk about?" I
asked Ajiao. "It's all about our bodies, you know. We talk about breasts, butts, their penises,
how men 'eat' women, and how women 'eat' men. Every time, I talk until I'm all wet." Encouraged

by my friends, I gradually opened up. My language became bolder, but I hadn't surpassed their explicit level. These online friends I met had one thing in common: they revealed their lustful nature after chatting for a short time. They'd say they wanted to touch my breasts or see my butt, and some even said things like, "Let's meet and have some fun ?" after only a few chats. Although the men's crudeness made me blush and my heart race, it rarely triggered a strong ; I rarely got wet while chatting. I'm a woman who needs to be teased slowly. Their directness and haste really made me uncomfortable. Perhaps my answers weren't satisfying or stimulating enough, and some netizens slowly left me. Seeing fewer and fewer netizens, I became anxious. I knew they were disappointed in me because they hadn't received enough sexual stimulation. I hated myself for being so shy. It's just saying dirty talk, what's so hard about that? I secretly practiced saying the obscene things netizens might ask, like "I'd love to have you eat me," "I like big, thick dicks," and so on. But when it came to actually saying it, my fingers wouldn't obey me, and I couldn't type out the words I wanted to say. I also hated these netizens: Why were you so impatient? Didn't you understand that women need to be teased slowly? A woman with an introverted personality like me, once seduced by you , might not only answer your dirty questions, but even ask me out to be eaten by you. I wanted to make you hard too, but you had too little patience. Everything depends on fate. Since you couldn't wait and left me, don't blame me for not being a good friend. I won't actively beg them to come back. My sisters knew I was in an awkward situation and were very anxious. They all showed me their chat logs so I could learn some practical experience. Their chat logs were all very obscene, making my heart race. Their logs did teach me a lot. To be honest, I really felt they were humiliating themselves. Although it's said that women are for men to play with, you can't have no dignity in front of men. Like Ah Jiao said to an online friend, "I'm willing to lick your asshole!" Lili said to an online friend, "Come here and I'll suck your dick and eat your semen!" Xiao Na went even further: "Brother, piss in my mouth, I want to drink your piss!" Now, I also want to have sex with male online friends, willing to be eaten by them over and over again, but I can't be as unreserved as they are . After all, they are men I don't have a deep relationship with. Giving men oral sex is simply a physiological need; I get the pleasure I want. But licking men's anuses, eating semen, or even drinking their urine—as they describe—is purely about pleasing men, and I believe that requires a deep emotional connection to do . I look down on them somewhat. However, I am still very grateful to them for giving me such intimate things.

I think that's enough to prove their sincerity towards me. I promised them that once I started seeing my online friends, I would tell them
all the details.

Soon after, I met a new online friend whose screen name was Niulang (Cowherd). He was five years older than me, from
another city, and worked as a salesman for a company.

Unlike those impatient online friends, he was very refined, humorous, and warm. He knew
exactly how to cater to women's psychology; almost every word he said was something I wanted to hear and longed to hear. He never
asked me a single lewd question, the most outrageous being, "Your skin must be very white and delicate." I
became infatuated with him.

Niulang's appearance made me truly experience the magic of the internet. I used to hear people say that chatting online was addictive, but
I didn't believe it. Now, I believe it, and I can't extricate myself. I've never seen what Niulang looks like, but based on our
descriptions in our chats, I know he's a man who can make women's hearts flutter. I stopped chatting with any other men; my only
QQ friend was this Niulang who had me completely infatuated!

We "met" online every day, chatting for one or two hours each day. We chatted about everyday things,
society, and life. I can't explain why I found myself so engrossed in such serious topics that wouldn't interest anyone else
. We even touched on feelings. He said he liked me, but his language was very
polite, like the sweet talk of lovers in their first love.

I was completely captivated by this strange yet familiar man. If I didn't contact him for a day, I would feel
listless and unable to concentrate on anything. I remember one time he suddenly disappeared, not logging on as usual. I
waited for him all day, but he didn't show up. Two days, three days, four days passed, and I was almost going crazy. I didn't
know what had happened to him. During those days, I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was extremely depressed.
When my husband tried to be intimate with me at night as usual, I refused for the first time. When my husband, oblivious to the situation, put his hand
inside my underwear and touched my genitals, I scolded him.

Every day, I would open QQ and wait for him to appear. I didn't want to do any work! My friends noticed my dejection
and comforted me after learning what had happened. "It's okay, maybe he has something urgent. He
'll be online ." "What could possibly be wrong? He always tells me in advance if he can't be online," I said
, almost in tears. "Didn't you call him?" my friends asked. Their question made me feel
extremely remorseful: I didn't have his phone number. The gigolo had asked for my number before, but I felt it wasn't appropriate and
declined with "I'll give it to you later." He, too, hadn't been so kind as to give me his number. He said,
"I won't force you to do anything. Give me your number when you feel it's right." I hated myself
. Since we were friends, why was I so afraid to even give him my phone number? My friends all complained that I was being too
cautious : "Wenjuan, what can we say to you? Countless people know your phone number,
why are you keeping it a secret from him? You might even give him your body in the future, yet you
're being stingy with your phone number."

I was filled with regret. I secretly resolved that I wouldn't wait for the gigolo to ask again; I would give him my number proactively.

On the seventh day, he finally came online. When that little penguin icon flashed, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.
It turned out he had acute gastroenteritis and had been hospitalized for six days. I expressed my anxiety to him, saying that if
I didn't see him again, I would really die. He was very moved. He said he missed me every day while lying in the hospital bed and
knew I would be worried. So as soon as he was discharged, he came to the internet cafe next to the hospital to contact me. It turned out he hadn't gone home yet!
I was so excited; I never expected him to care about me so much. In my excitement, I blurted out our first
passionate love confession: "Brother, I love you! I want to hold you and kiss you!" He
responded with equal fervor: "My dear sister, I also want to kiss your little lips, I dream of kissing them! Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you!"
"Sis, give me your phone number, so this won't happen again." Before I could even speak, he
said. "Okay, brother, here you go. Call me anytime you miss me." He gave me his
phone number as well. "Sis, I won't call randomly. You have a family, and your work environment isn't
peaceful; it would cause you trouble. I won't hang up unless absolutely necessary, but I'll text you."
He was so considerate!

We officially began our online romance. We quickly started calling each other "husband" and "wife. "

Although the computer at work was usable, I wasn't satisfied with just an hour or two of chatting with Niu Lang each time,
especially since my girlfriends would bother me. Niu Lang said he was very free at night, and it would be great if we could chat then.

So that I could spend my evenings with my lover, I bought a computer without hesitation. My husband was
puzzled : "You have a computer at work, why did you buy one?" I told him I was studying online,
and it was inconvenient at work during the day; only at night could I study undisturbed. At that time, I was self-studying accounting textbooks, and
my husband believed me without question.

Since my husband and I used to have sex almost every night, and our child, though young, was in the way, we got him a
separate small room. So, I installed the computer in that small room.

Every night, I would hurriedly finish dinner, tell my husband I was going to study, and then rush into
the small room, eagerly turning on the computer. Often, my lover would already be waiting there.

My husband had no idea I was having an affair; he took on the responsibilities of washing dishes and taking care of the child.

My lover and I agreed to chat for a while during the day if it was convenient for us, but because of the many people in the office,
our daytime chats were very bland. But at night, we would always have two to three hours of intimate conversation.

My lover was also a man; he also had sexual desires. Gradually, we became less embarrassed and began to venture into
the mysterious forbidden zone of sex.

One time, my husband went on a business trip and wouldn't be back for four or five days. I excitedly told him this news via text
message , and he was overjoyed: "Darling, now we can talk all night long!"

That night, I put the children to sleep early, grabbed a bag of cookies and a bottle of soda, and went into our room.
I didn't want to waste our intimate time because of dinner.

"Are you sure you can manage tonight? Aren't you going to spend time with your wife?" I asked him. Mentioning his wife made me feel
a little jealous. "I can manage, I can stay with you until dawn. With you here, why would I need to spend time with her?"
"Brother, do you like her?" I asked. The wife of the online friend is a question every woman online is concerned about.
"I used to really like her, but since I met you, I've become much colder towards her."
I was satisfied with his answer and believed he was being sincere. "Sis, let's relax tonight and have a good chat, okay?"
"What? Didn't we have a good chat before?" I was confused. "That's not what I meant. I mean,
can we talk about something else? Can I ask you some deeper questions?" I understood what he meant;
clearly , he wanted to touch on sexual matters. I pretended not to understand: "Deep questions? What do you mean?"

"Well, I... I want to ask you some private things."

"I'm not very bright, don't beat around the bush, just be direct, okay? What kind of relationship do we have? Why
are you still so hesitant?" He paused for a moment, clearly considering how to say it. "I'm afraid you'll
get angry if I tell you."

"Why would I get angry? I love you, you're like my husband, I won't get
angry no matter what you say." I encouraged him. "I want to ask you about sex." He finally said it. I felt a surge
of excitement.

"Go ahead and ask. You have the right to. Didn't you say I'm your wife?" He was very happy.

"Sis, how big are your breasts?"

"Take a guess?"

"I've never seen them before, so I can't guess. But I imagine they must be very full."

My heart was pounding: "They're pretty big, I guess. Your hands definitely couldn't hold them all."

Under the tutelage of my sisters, I had long since learned how to tease men with words.

"I just want to touch them. I dream about touching your breasts."

"I'm your wife, you can touch them however you want."

"Right now, I'm fantasizing about your pair of full breasts, white and heavy. I'm touching them one by one,
I'm going to pinch your nipples and make them hard." We naturally entered into the foreplay of online sex.

"Honey, my nipples are already hard." I gradually relaxed my tension. He is my husband,
and I have a responsibility to give him the greatest satisfaction.

"Wife, shall we play a sex game?"

"Sure, I'll do anything you like."

"Wife, we're hundreds of miles apart, I can't be there to touch your big breasts. How about this?
Lend me your hands, pretend they're mine, and you touch them for me, okay?"

I'd seen his suggestion in a Category III film before. I found it novel and exciting: "Okay,
I'll do as you say. Just touch your breasts?"

"No, how can I just touch your breasts? I also want to touch your thighs, your butt, and your mysterious little cunt
! Sis, can you accept me saying 'little cunt'?"

He was no longer the gentle and refined gigolo; the lustful nature of men was gradually revealed.

"Yes, I can accept it, you can call me whatever you want."

"Okay, now you'll follow my instructions. Sis, can you take off your outer clothes first? Just leave your bra on."

I took off my outer clothes, leaving only my lace bra. "Brother, I've taken them off." My
hands were trembling slightly as I typed, excited.

"Your bra is definitely black lace, see-through, so I can see your nipples, right?" He guessed correctly
.

"Okay, you don't need to type anymore, just do as I say."

"Sis, put your right hand on your left breast and gently massage it, massage and massage. Then put it
on your right breast and gently massage, massage and massage."

I closed my eyes and gently massaged my full breasts as he instructed.

"Lift up your bra with both hands at the same time... What white and tender breasts... So beautiful,
so beautiful, they are the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen in my life. Come on, hold them in one hand and start from the nipples,
slowly massage around them... So smooth, so soft. Your nipples are hard, red and round,
look, white milk is flowing from your nipples..."

I was breastfeeding, and there really was a little milk flowing out.

"Wow, amazing! How can he see so clearly?"

"Come on, slowly move your right hand up to your stomach, slowly. Slowly. Your little hand slides
to your round belly button, and you use your index finger to rotate, rotate, deep inside your belly button... Then
move it . Can you feel that little mound of flesh? You feel the sparse pubic hair on that mound... Such
beautiful pubic hair, soft and shiny. Keep moving down, inside your tight little panties, gently
caressing those warm labia... A faint fragrance wafts from your panties, I'm intoxicated, ah,
my cock is hard, my big cock is hard, it's about to tear my panties..."

I felt my breathing quicken. I had never played like this before. Every sensitive nerve in my body was aroused by this man in the distance
. I was incredibly hot, and I felt thirsty.

"My dear little darling, take your hand out and put it back on your keyboard. Answer a few questions for your brother."

I pulled my right hand out of my underwear.

"Sis, tell me, do I feel good when I touch you?"

"Brother, I feel good, you touch me good." My hands were trembling violently. I finally managed to type
and .

"Do you miss me? Do you want me to hold you right away?"

I secretly admired this man's skills. He was so good at teasing women. Even though we were hundreds of miles apart, he
could make me feel so aroused. My ex-boyfriend and my husband kissed me, touched me, and fluttered around me so intimately, but I
had never felt this excited.

"Yes, I really miss you, I want you to come and hold me right now."

"Do you want to touch my cock? My cock is still rock hard. You know, my cock
is definitely big, thick and long."

"I want to touch it, I want to touch your big cock. Brother, is your cock really that big?"

"Really, you might not be able to hold it with both of your small hands. What kind of cock do you like?"

At this point, I had become a wanton slut. So obscene language can be so
exciting ! No wonder my husband often asks me to say lewd things to him.

"I like a cock like yours, big, thick and hard!"

"Okay, I'll give you my big cock right away. Will you suck my cock?"

"I will, as long as you feel good, I'll suck it hard."

"What if the semen comes out?"

"I'll swallow it!"

"You don't mind?"

"I don't mind!" I answered firmly.

I never imagined I'd become like Ah Jiao and the others so quickly. I understand why they so shamelessly
pander to netizens. It's the burning fire of lust that drives women like me to willingly become
playthings for men! If a gigolo were to ask me now if I'd lick his anus and drink his urine, I'd answer like
Ah Jiao and the others: "Yes, I'd love to!" Thankfully, the gigolo didn't press the issue.

"Let's continue playing. I'm going to start eating you. Are you willing?" the gigolo said.

"I'm willing to let you eat me, brother. But how will you eat me? Won't I suffer if I can't touch your penis
?" I was worried about the sexual torment of not being able to see or touch a real penis and only getting oral sex. Hot, sticky
fluids were already flowing from my vagina.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make you feel good, I'll definitely make you orgasm."

"First, take off your pants, so you don't have to bother taking them off later," the gigolo said.

"Strip naked? Not even your underwear?"

"No, leave your underwear on. Yours is lace, isn't it?"

"How do you know so much detail? Are you clairvoyant?" I joked.

"I'm guessing. White-collar ladies like you like to wear sexy panties. I think I saw
that little thing inside your panties!"

"What did you see?" I teased him.

"Red and plump, of course it's your little cunt. I even saw your cunt dripping
with juices ! Are your panties soaked?" I took off my trousers, leaving me only in a small pair of
briefs.

"What's next? I'm done." I sat down again.

"Like before, you don't need to reply to me anymore, just do as I say." I didn't know how he was going to
take advantage of me. "Close your eyes, breathe gently. Imagine my penis. Do you see it? My penis is
waving right in front of you..."

A man with an indistinct face appeared before my eyes. He was naked, and a penis as thick as my
arm stood erect in his dark pubic hair, trembling and swaying.
That man was my gigolo.

"I'm slowly approaching you, holding the big penis you've been waiting for! My penis head is dripping with
glistening semen. Can you smell the pungent odor of my penis?"

Following his prompting, I seemed to smell the distinctive pungent odor of a man's penis. My ex-boyfriend's and husband's penises
smelled almost identical; it seems all men's penises have that kind of smell.

"Slowly spread your thighs apart until they can't open any wider... Use your right index finger to wriggle up and down between your
swollen labia... Upwards, can you feel your little clitoris, like a tiny bean? It's
the most sensitive part of your vagina. When you're not around, touching it will give you unexpected and
wonderful pleasure... Did you feel it? Gently rub it, yes, just like that..."

I followed his instructions completely. My vaginal fluid increased, flowing down to my buttocks and wetting
my crotch.

"Stand up and slowly take off your panties. Don't take your eyes off the computer, watch my every
instruction..."

I removed my last shred of modesty. The moment I stood up,
the vaginal fluid flowed down my thighs. Luckily, the man I liked wasn't facing me, otherwise, such a torrent of vaginal
fluid would have embarrassed me.

"Okay, put your hands on the table, slowly bend your waist, stick your big ass up high...
Imagine I'm standing behind you, holding my big cock, waiting for you to get into position so I can eat your
little cunt..."

I was burning with lust, my vagina felt like it was being bitten by a million ants, I longed for a man's penis to quickly enter me
.

"Put your right hand between your thighs, gently separate your labia... Ah, your cunt is flowing with
so much juice... You really want my big cock now, don't you? My big cock is
dangling , stick your big ass up a little more, it's about to touch your cunt..."

"My dear brother, don't torture me like this, quickly eat me hard with your big cock! Eat me! I want your
big cock!" I couldn't help but call out to him. Fortunately, he couldn't hear my lewd cries.

"Slowly push your index finger into your pussy... push it in, pull it out, push it in again, pull it out again
... Your pussy is so hot, your pussy is so tight... Is one finger not thick enough? Okay, then
push your middle finger in too... Plop! Plop! I think I can hear the sound coming from your pussy... Come on, gradually increase
the speed of thrusting... Faster, faster... That's not your finger, that's my thick, hard cock,
squeeze it, squeeze it... Your juices are splashing out... You're a little slut!"

I thrust hard, I groaned. I twisted my waist, I swayed my hips. My left hand
accidentally touched the keyboard on the table, and a series of garbled letters and numbers were transmitted to the gigolo. The observant man
realized that it was caused by my repeated orgasms.

"Sis, you little slut, my darling wife, you're having an orgasm, aren't you? You're, you definitely are! I've made
you orgasm!"

My vagina spasmed, an indescribable pleasure radiating from within, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I
went limp and collapsed onto the sofa...

My vision blurred, and I couldn't see what the gigolo was saying next. I gasped and moaned
... I'd never felt so good before. He hadn't actually used his penis to penetrate me, just
teasing me through QQ, yet he'd pushed me to an unprecedented peak of sexual pleasure. He was amazing, a master at
manipulating women! I was completely captivated! I was willing to be his slave!

A warm ray of morning sunlight shone through the white curtains onto my naked body. Before I knew it, we'd been chatting until
dawn. Because we both had to work during the day, we logged off. We agreed to continue chatting that night.

Although I'd stayed up all night, I wasn't sleepy at all due to the excitement. That day, I completed
one or two times more work than usual.

"A happy occasion makes one feel refreshed." This saying is absolutely true. Thinking back to the lewd
things I'd said to the Cowherd that night, and how obediently I'd followed his instructions, performing those wanton actions, I secretly blushed
several times. From that day on, I completely betrayed my husband.

The following night, we spoke extremely lewd words again. He suggested we both be naked, calling it "naked chatting."
I did as he said, stripping completely naked. The feeling was truly amazing. This time, he taught me many sexual techniques I'd
never tried before, and analyzed male sexual psychology and behavior in detail.

I'd often heard people say, "No man is immune to lust." Through this gigolo, I received
definitive confirmation. At first, he was so refined that I thought he was a man without desire. Now
, it seems he's far more lustful and lewd than any of the online friends I'd chatted with before. Because I love him, his obscenity and vulgarity
become normal male behavior in my eyes. That's what women are like!

The gigolo asked if I could install a camera so he could see my breasts, buttocks,
thighs, and genitals on video. First, I wasn't immediately used to showing him my naked body on video; after all,
deep feelings between men and women require physical contact. Second, I worried that installing a camera would arouse my husband's suspicion.
I told him I'd think about it.

From then on, our QQ chats were no longer as serious and boring as before; sex became our main topic of conversation.
He taught me a lot about relationships and techniques. I became a die-hard internet addict!

Later, Ah Jiao and the others met several more of these online friends and slept with them. They said I was always a step behind
and urged me to meet the "gigolo" soon to experience the unique pleasure of sex with an online friend.

Although the "gigolo" used vulgar language with me online, verbally overwhelming me, he hadn't yet suggested
meeting me in person. Since he didn't bring it up, I naturally couldn't take the initiative; I still refused to lower my pride. But I
knew being "eaten" by him was inevitable, because I was willing to be.

What the "gigolo" actually looked like was still a blur in my mind. I was
deeply captivated by him; even if he wasn't as handsome and dashing as I expected, I didn't care.

My friends advised me not to just date the "gigolo" and to contact several more men, choosing the best among the best
. I'm a relatively loyal woman, and I continued to only be intimate with the "gigolo." I felt that having
him was enough.

The "gigolo" became an indispensable part of my life.

My husband and I have had less and less sex. It started with daily intimacy, then decreased to once every two or
three , and now it's down to once every ten days or two weeks. It's not that my husband's libido has decreased or that he can't satisfy me;
it's that I feel my passion for him fading faster and faster. He can no longer bring me to multiple orgasms like he used to.

He's on top of me, but my mind is on my lover. When my husband asks what's wrong, I either tell him I'm
overworked and lack energy, or that women naturally lose interest after childbirth. He's
skeptical , but he can't find any other reason. We work in the same company, and he knows I haven't had a third party involved.

Every day I fantasize about being on top of my lover, kissing me, touching me, kneading me, and having sex with me. I secretly
plan that before my lover has sex with me, I won't let any other man have sex with me. My lover loves me; he
loves me very much, more than my husband. I repay his love with the feudalistic idea of upholding chastity.

If I didn't have a reason to refuse my husband's advances, I would have even stopped our normal marital life. I wanted to
leave everything about myself for my gigolo to enjoy. He also demanded the same: minimize
sexual intercourse with my husband, and forbid any other man from touching my body. I solemnly promised
him.

However, an unexpected incident led me to break my vow of chastity for him. I was taken advantage of by a
male masseur at a massage parlor—and, I was the one who initiated it.

I remember it was three months after I met my gigolo.

Lili had a new online friend come to meet her. Lili spent two days with him, and even booked a hotel
room for him to have sex with her five or six times. Lili really liked this friend, and on his farewell night, she
invited me, Xiaona, Ajiao, and a few other close friends to join her. I was also curious to see what Lili's friend looked like,
so I went.

Because I had other things to do, I was the last one to arrive. When I arrived at the hotel, everyone
had already had a drink.

Besides Lili, Xiaona, and Ajiao, there were two other men. One of them was obviously Lili's online friend,
but who was the other? After introductions, I learned that the man in the suit next to Lili was
her online friend, Xie Dong, and the other man next to Ajiao was a friend Ajiao brought, named
Zhang Qiang.

Judging from their expressions, they were far from ordinary friends. Later, my guess proved correct; I had also met Zhang Qiang online
last year , and their relationship had never ended. Every ten days or so, they would go to a hotel for sex.
Ajiao is the type to easily get bored; for her to maintain such a long-term sexual relationship with this man, he must have some special
skill, keeping her very satisfied. Otherwise, wouldn't Ajiao have dumped him long ago?

Everyone said I was late and had to drink three cups as punishment. I pleaded and begged, and only drank two. I drank two
cups and felt dizzy.

I carefully observed Lili's online friend, Xie Dong. Although not handsome, he had a good temperament and spoke quite
generously; no wonder Lili let him have his way. Lili is a picky woman. Last time, an online friend traveled a long way to see her,
but because he wasn't to her liking, she was very cold to him and only
reluctantly had a meal with him. The online friend suggested going to a hotel with her, but she absolutely refused.

Finally, feeling that he had come all this way to see her, she couldn't bear not letting him get a little something out of it.
So she let him touch her breasts and suck her nipples. The online friend begged and pleaded, and finally she reluctantly let him touch her vulva, but
she resolutely refused to let him have sex. The online friend left dejectedly.

This Xie Dong in front of her was not bad looking. If he were my online friend, I would definitely let him have sex too.

The whole banquet was very lively, and everyone was laughing and joking, without feeling restrained at all. Lili and Xie Dong naturally
became the objects of everyone's teasing.

"Hey, Xie Dong, how was it? Did you enjoy Lili's service? Look how happy Lili is,
you must have had a good time with her too." The fiery Ajiao started with a lewd joke.

"Yeah, tell us, how did you two do it? How many times did it?" Xiao Na chimed in.

Xie Dong hadn't expected these two women to be so wanton, and his face flushed.

"Eating, and you're still shy? You've already eaten her cunt, what's there to be embarrassed about? If you don't tell us today, you'll have to drink three cups of wine as punishment!"
A Jiao picked up her wine glass and was about to force-feed Xie Dong.

Li Li quickly stood up to protect him: "No, no, he's already drunk quite a bit. Dong Dong, just tell this slut what she thinks."
"See if she doesn't itch to death!"

With Lili's support, Xie Dong was much more at ease: "Well, I'll say it, don't make me drink anymore. I really can't
drink anymore . What do you want me to answer?"

"First, tell me how many times you ate her?"

Xie Dong thought for a moment: "Five times. No, six times. Yes, six times."

"Is this woman's cunt tight?"

"Tight, very tight."

"Where did you eat her? Did you eat her anus?"

Although their questions were so obscene, because of the erotic conversations with the gigolo, I didn't
find them offensive.

"Eating, eating her cunt, not her anus." Xie Dong mumbled in response.

"Didn't eat her anus? I don't believe you. Our Lili is a famous anal sex queen, how could she not make you eat her anus
?" Xie Dong looked at Lili, pleading for her help, he couldn't answer this question.

"No, he really didn't eat my ass. He wasn't lying. He didn't ask me to eat my ass, and I didn't
ask him to. After all, it was our first meeting, it would be too degrading for me to bend over and ask him to eat my ass," Lili said.

Everyone burst into lewd laughter. I was also aroused and wanted to ask for my opinion. "Did Lili
give you 'that thing'?" I was still too embarrassed to directly say "penis" or "penis.

" "Eat? You're asking a question, aren't you? Are you here to promote moral civilization?" Ajiao mocked my ambiguity.

"Yes, did she suck your penis?"

"Yes."

"Wow! Was it good?"

"Yes, it was good!" Xie Dong nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, now ask Lili. Is your penis big?"

Lili put down her cup, leaned against Xie Dong's chest, and said coquettishly, "Yes, his penis is very big.
Thick and hard. What, do you want to see it?"

"Sure, tell him to take it out so we can see, then we'll believe you. It's not a small toothpick, is it?"

Lili's generosity made everyone's eyes redden. Lili reached her hand to Xie Dong's crotch, rubbing it while
looking at Xie Dong's face: "Darling, let them see it, okay? Make these sluts jealous."

Xie Dong was completely used to this lewd scene dominated by women.

"I don't care, as long as you agree, let them see it."

Men have exhibitionism, and exposing their penises in front of beautiful women like us is what they
expect . Lili started to unzip Xie Dong's pants. My heart was pounding. Apart from my boyfriend and husband, this was the first time I
had ever seen a man's penis. I couldn't wait for Lili to take Xie Dong's penis out.

I tried my best to hide my nervousness. Actually, everyone was craning their necks, staring intently at Xie Dong's already bulging
crotch; who was paying attention to me? Zhang Qiang, who was with A Jiao, was clearly jealous. He subtly
tugged at A Jiao's sleeve, trying to stop her from looking at another man's penis.

A Jiao, already consumed by lust, completely forgot her nature and didn't care about Zhang Qiang's feelings. She forcefully shook off Zhang Qiang's hand and
glared at him fiercely: "What? You think you can tell me
what to do? Besides, I'm just looking; I'm not going to suck it. Why are you jealous? You take yours off later and let them see, are you happy now?"

Zhang Qiang, caught off guard, blushed deeply and sat down awkwardly. He naturally had no interest in looking at
another man's penis. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Lili's next move. I secretly moved forward
a few steps, wanting a better view. Zhang Qiang was the only one who saw me move. When our eyes met, I
blushed like a thief caught red-handed.

The room suddenly fell silent. "Swish—!" The sound of Lili unzipping her pants was clearly audible.
Lili pulled Xie Dong's pants down to the sides, revealing his white underwear.

Beneath the underwear, a bulging mass was clearly visible. My heart leaped into my throat.
Good heavens, that was a man's most mysterious thing—his penis. I was about to see it. Was it black or white? Even from
the outline of the underwear, I could tell Xie Dong's penis was indeed very large.

"Wow!" With a gasp, Xie Dong's penis appeared in Lili's fair hand: thick, red
, like a freshly baked sausage. The head, the size of a ping-pong ball,
emitted …

Oh my god! In that instant, my blood surged, the intense stimulation almost making me faint.

My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground. Zhang Qiang, sitting behind me, reacted quickly, standing
up and embracing me. While supporting me, he hooked one hand around my chest, and I could clearly feel him
kneading my breasts.

I instinctively pushed him away. Because they were all admiring Xie Dong's penis, no one saw the brief shoving
between . Seeing a strange man's penis, and then having my breasts touched by another strange man, I
was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. I plopped down on the chair next to me, unable to stand up.

"Wow, so big!"

"Wow, so thick, no wonder Lili let it suck her six times!"

"Lili, you're so lucky to have such a big penis."

"Don't let him leave, let him play with it for a few more days. It's such a waste not to squeeze such a beautiful, big penis a few more times."

Ajiao and Xiaona were envious, with a hint of jealousy. Afraid that these two slutty women would touch
Xie Dong quickly stuffed it into her underwear and zipped it up.

"Eat, you stingy thing, let us see it a little longer," Ajiao complained.

"Still looking? If you keep looking, you won't be able to pull it out."

"It's not inside my vagina, what's there to not be able to pull it out?" Ajiao said resentfully.

Although I only saw it for a very short time, just a fleeting moment, the image of Xie Dong's penis is deeply imprinted
in my mind. I could even clearly see the small black mole on the glans. I dare say that
even Ajiao, Xiaona, and Lili, who had touched and sucked on it, might not have seen it.

"By the way, Ajiao, didn't you just say you'd show Zhang Qiang's to everyone? You weren't just saying that casually, were you? Saying
I'm stingy? Well, why don't you be generous and let us see it?" Lili shouted at Ajiao.

"Yes, let us see your man's penis too!" Xiaona chimed in.

Ajiao was a straightforward woman: "Sure, let's see it. It's not like it's my husband's. Come on, Zhang Qiang, take it out
and let them see. Let's compare and see whose is bigger?" As she spoke, Ajiao went over and pulled Zhang Qiang up from his seat.

Zhang Qiang was obviously happy to do so. "That's not good. My penis isn't as big as Xie Dong's, so don't
embarrass yourself ." He said politely.

"No, no, you've all seen my man's, your man's should be shown too." Lili held onto
Ajiao's hand tightly.

"Fine, take it off! Zhang Qiang, act like a man, take it off and let them see, it's not like you're missing a piece of flesh!" Ajiao
reached out to undo Zhang Qiang's belt.

"No, I'll do it myself, your hands aren't very accurate." Zhang Qiang said, glancing at me furtively, as if
seeking my opinion.

My face flushed again. What does Zhang Qiang mean by looking at me like that? I'm not Ajiao. His penis
belongs to Ajiao. What does it have to do with me?

"Okay, since Ajiao has said it, I can't let Ajiao lose face. I'll take it off."
Zhang Qiang didn't move forward, but instead took a few steps back.

I understood, he was afraid I wouldn't come forward to see like everyone else, so he deliberately took it off next to me, so
I couldn't help but see.

Recalling how he had secretly touched my breasts earlier, it was clear that Zhang Qiang had lustful thoughts about me. In order not to let everyone notice
my awkwardness, I deliberately stood up and moved closer to Zhang Qiang. Just like when I looked at Xie Dong, I
wanted to see .

Zhang Qiang quickly unbuckled his belt, and his pants slid down to his feet, revealing a pair of gray
briefs underneath. I could see his erect penis trembling beneath them. Having witnessed what happened with Xie Dong,
I wasn't as nervous now.

"Take it off, take it off!" Lili urged anxiously.

"Okay, look!" With that, Zhang Qiang quickly pulled his briefs down to his knees. A hard, erect male
organ was revealed before everyone's eyes: Zhang Qiang's penis wasn't as big as Xie Dong's, but it was thicker, and
very white and tender. A glistening bead of semen hung from the head of his penis.

"Ah, not bad! So plump! No wonder Ah Jiao has been enjoying it for so long and still hasn't let go!"

"Ah Jiao, you're so lucky! Such a thick thing is stuffed inside you, it feels so good!"
Zhang Qiang deliberately stuck out his belly and turned around a few times so everyone could see it more clearly. His buttocks were firm and sexy. This
time I was closer, and I smelled a hint of the characteristic pungent odor of a man's penis.

My vagina was throbbing slightly, and a stream of hot, sticky fluid flowed from between my labia.

This scene was so stimulating that I almost lost control, wishing I could grab this tempting penis in front of me and
suck on it greedily.

"Look, that pearl is about to fall, catch it quickly!" Lili pointed to the
precarious . Ah Jiao stretched out her right index finger and smeared the semen bead on her fingertip.

"Yes, what a good tonic, don't waste it." Ah Jiao waved her finger with the semen bead sticking to it. Suddenly,
out of the blue, she smeared her finger on Xiao Na beside her: "You can have it!"

Xiao Na reacted quickly, instinctively turning her head away. As a result, A Jiao's finger brushed against my face.
I was shocked, and before I could dodge, sticky semen was already smeared on my lips.

Everyone burst into laughter. Embarrassed, I wiped the semen off while chasing after A Jiao. A Jiao laughed and ran out of
the room, running into the corridor. My face turned red to the roots of my neck, and I wished I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Zhang Qiang
saw that I had almost eaten his semen and grinned lewdly, very pleased with himself...

The banquet ended when everyone was a little drunk. Lili and Xie Dong, A Jiao and Zhang Qiang each took a taxi
and left the hotel. I guessed they must have gone to find another place to relieve their lust. Tonight's special banquet
filled everyone with burning desire.

I was also eager to get home; I needed my husband to satisfy my impatient craving! Tonight, even if my husband didn't
take the initiative to come to me, I would take the initiative to beg him to eat me. I desperately need a man's penis! I want to hook it up right now!

"Sister Wenjuan, both of them have men with them tonight, what are we going to do? I'm burning up. Damn
, my underwear is soaked." Xiaona looked miserable.

"What can we do? We don't have boyfriends to hug, so we can only go home and find our husbands to relieve ourselves." I said helplessly.

"Eh, what's the point of going to your husband? You might as well find a cucumber to poke. It's boring!"

I felt the same way. Going home and having sex with your own husband is really boring.

"Wenjuan, I have a good idea, I wonder if you'd like to go?"

"What idea? Tell me quickly." My eyes lit up.

"Let's go for a massage and find a man to play with?"

I was shocked, "What? Find a man for a massage?"

"Yes, I know a massage parlor where all the young men are handsome, lots of women go there."

I had heard about women going to male prostitutes before, but I had never dared to think about going to male prostitutes myself.

"This, this..." I stammered and couldn't say anything.

"Don't hesitate, let's go, I'm so itchy!" Xiaona grabbed my hand and hailed
a taxi without giving me a chance to argue.

Having just seen two men's penises, my intense lust had driven me mad.
Although I wanted to refuse, my feet followed Xiaona into the car.

It was a well-known massage parlor, frequented almost exclusively by young women. No wonder it
was called "Women's World."

After soaking in the warm water for twenty minutes, the effects of the alcohol had worn off considerably, but my burning desire only intensified. I
didn't know what would happen next. But one thing was certain: I would be taken advantage of by a stranger here.
Men go to brothels to eat vaginas, so women go to places like this to be eaten by men?

I followed Xiaona to the third floor, wearing the soft, thin bathrobe provided by the establishment. Xiaona seemed to know
her way around well.

As soon as we reached the top, a man in the establishment's uniform approached us, greeting us warmly. Since I hadn't seen a man downstairs
, I was dressed casually, only wearing a bathrobe with the belt tied around my waist, the neckline
wide open, my two full breasts almost completely exposed.

Upon seeing a man, I quickly adjusted my collar to cover my breasts. Xiao Na laughed, "What are you covering up for?
Everyone's already seen. In a minute, not only your breasts, but your cunt will be showing too." I smiled somewhat
embarrassedly at the two men.

We were led into a clean little lounge room, where orange juice and a plate of fruit were placed on a table. We sat
down , and I took the orange juice offered by the man. Xiao Na casually crossed her legs, her bathrobe rolling
down, and I could clearly see the dark hair between her legs.

"Ladies, do you have a familiar waiter?" the man asked politely.

"No, not at all. Find us two. Good-looking and skilled. That guy from last time,
what , Bin? He was quick as a flash, a real speedster!" Xiao Na said, sounding like a seasoned player.

"Haha, the one you called last time was a newbie. He'd been fired long ago since he'd never been in the game." The man laughed
.

"Since you trust me, I'll call my two good buddies to serve you. I guarantee you'll be satisfied.
Do you want a la carte or a set meal?" I was a little confused, probably because they were using jargon.

"Set meal! Let me tell you, this is my sister's first time here, so you'd better make sure she's happy, don't scare
her."

"Don't worry, I'll arrange a gentle one for her, I guarantee she'll be satisfied." With that, the man turned and left
.

"Xiao Na, what's with this à la carte and set meal thing? You're being so mysterious, don't scare me!" I quickly asked.

"You're so old-fashioned, all you know is accounting textbooks,
you know nothing about the outside world. A la carte is just a massage, a little touching and sucking, so boring! A package deal is just eating a cunt. We're here to find a man
to eat with , right?"

Hearing this, I was so startled I quickly waved my hands: "Xiaona, the la carte stuff was fine, let's not have a package deal
."

"Ugh, that's so boring, listen to me!" I was about to stop her again when the door was pushed open.
The man led in two young men, who looked to be around twenty-three or twenty-four.

"Ladies, these are my two brothers, handsome and good in bed. Are you satisfied?"

I was so startled I quickly lowered my head, not daring to look directly at the two men standing there.

"Hey, sister, are you satisfied? If not, we'll change!"

I blushed, thankfully the lighting in the room was dim, so no one could see.

"You decide, if you think it's okay, then it's okay." At this point, I couldn't refuse anymore.

"Haha, you're quite straightforward, any man will do. Okay, those two are fine."

"Alright, you two, you'd better take good care of these two ladies, they're regulars. Okay,
ladies, have fun." With that, the man left.

Two men sat down next to us. The one next to me was the taller one. Just as the taller
man was about to put his arm around me, Xiao Na exclaimed, "Hey, I said, this is my sister's first time here, don't
scare her."

The taller man quickly withdrew his hand, "Okay, okay. I'll definitely be gentle, I won't scare her."
As he spoke, he peeled a slice of orange and put it to my lips.

I was a little uncomfortable, but I still opened my mouth and ate the orange he offered. He wanted to continue peeling, but
I quickly declined, "Okay, I can do it myself."

Over there, the other man had already put his arm around Xiao Na, one hand already inside her bathrobe, caressing her
breasts.

"Sister, don't be so nervous. It's embarrassing for that guy. Little brother, it's alright, let's get intimate
. Let me tell you, you're lucky today. She's never been with a man before." Xiao Na
said to the tall man while reaching her hand down to the man's crotch.

The tall man seemed not to believe I hadn't been with a man before: "So pretty, how could she not have been with a man?" As he spoke,
he reached out and put his arm around my neck again.

I instinctively tried to break free from his embrace, but he held me tightly, and I couldn't move. The tall man glimpsed my breasts through my
open neckline: "Such big breasts. Come on, let me touch them." With that, his hand
reached in.

The moment his hand touched my breasts, I felt like I'd been electrocuted. This feeling was exactly what I'd experienced when my ex-boyfriend touched my breasts for the
first time . The tall man's hands skillfully roamed over my breasts, kneading,
pinching, twisting, and squeezing, and I went limp. I closed my eyes and let him play with my breasts.

I couldn't see what Xiaona was doing with that man; I only heard the sounds of kissing and smacking
. I couldn't tell if they were kissing or sucking on my breasts. My nipples quickly became erect under the tall man's ministrations.

His hand moved to my back, stroking it up and down, while his other hand turned my face, pressing his warm lips to
mine. He first gently licked my lips with his tongue, then he tightly sucked on
them , kissing and sucking hard.

I was breathless from his kisses, feeling a sense of suffocation. Just as I was about to push him away, Xiaona spoke up:
"Okay, okay, stop kissing, hurry up and get a massage, your body hurts so much."

The tall man released me, looking like he wasn't quite done.

"Let's kiss later, not just on the lips, you can even kiss her cunt," Xiaona said to the tall man.

We embraced and walked into the massage room. The massage rooms were separate, and I panicked a little. "Xiao Na,
let's get a massage together."

"Haha, you're really stupid. What kind of massage room is that? I don't want you to see us
having sex later. What, you like being watched being eaten?" Xiao Na and the man impatiently
rushed into the massage room.

I was so anxious I was stamping my feet, but there was nothing I could do. Now, it was up to me. The tall guy led me
into another massage room.

The massage room wasn't big, and a small pink wall lamp emitted a mysterious glow. A small double bed
was placed the wall, covered with a clean white sheet, and a tall pillow was placed at the head of the bed. On a small window
table were bottles and jars for massage, and next to them were two bags of condoms. The room was simply furnished but full of
erotic atmosphere, making one feel natural desire as soon as they entered.

The tall guy pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed. I tried my best to calm myself down. What's done is done! If
I continued to be timid, he would laugh at me. Since I came here to find men to eat, it would be inappropriate for me to act so
properly .

Thinking this way, I really calmed down: "It's just finding men to eat, it won't hurt me, just consider it
being raped by a man. Look at how pathetic I am, I paid for this, why am I the one being treated like a guest?"

The tall man reached in again, clearly he was really obsessed with my breasts. "Your breasts are so beautiful,
they feel so good. Touching breasts like these is so comfortable." His hand was strong, squeezing my nipples until they
hurt a little.

He lowered his head and licked my breasts, my breasts were wet with his saliva.

"Come on, lie down on the bed, I'll give you a massage first."

As he instructed, I lifted my legs and got onto the bed. Accidentally, my bathrobe slipped down,
exposing to him. I saw a faint red mark on my breast, from his caresses. Why do men
always like to touch women's breasts so forcefully? They're so white and tender; how could they bear to do that? This time, I
didn't care about the slipped bathrobe; my breasts had already been touched and licked. What did it matter if they were exposed for him to see?

I lay face down on the bed, waiting for his next move. I'd never had a massage before and didn't know
where to begin. At that moment, I was a little anxious for him to start.

He stood on the floor and began to undress. He had been wearing a very neat suit, and I think he even had a tie.

"Are you scared?" he asked as he undressed.

I heard the clatter of his belt being unbuckled. "A man taking off his pants, he'll be naked on
top of me in a minute," I thought.

"Scared of what? Scared you to eat me?"

I feigned composure. Actually, I was very nervous.

"I can't eat you all the time. I just ate your breasts, and now I'm going to eat your little cunt. Aren't you
scared ?"

I heard him slapping his body; it seemed he was all undressed. Was he naked? He must be wearing
underwear, right? He sat down next to me, and I felt his warm body against me. My heart skipped a beat.

He reached out and pressed his hand on my shoulder, slowly massaging it. His hand moved from my shoulder down to
my waist. "Take off your robe," he said, pulling at my bathrobe.

I lifted myself up slightly, and the entire robe came off, leaving me completely naked. He
placed his hand on my buttocks, gently stroking them.

"Your buttocks are beautiful too. You really are a perfect woman. It's my
blessing " he complimented my figure. I didn't answer him, silently accepting his caresses.

"Let me rub some olive oil on you," he said, taking a small bottle from the table and opening the cap.

A cool sensation ran through my lower back: he had poured olive oil on it, then spread it with his palms
onto my shoulders, back, buttocks, and thighs—cool and slippery. As he rubbed it into my cleft,
his fingers touched my already swollen labia. He rolled over and straddled my waist; I could clearly feel
his hard penis. He was obviously naked; we were both naked.

"Let me rub against you, it feels so good,"

he said, gripping my shoulders and sliding his buttocks against me. The olive oil's lubrication had a wonderful
effect; his buttocks moved up and down, back and forth, on my waist, buttocks, and thighs—slippery and
hot . His buttocks were firm and fleshy.

His rubbing against me aroused me, and hot, sticky fluid flowed between my thighs, mixing with the olive oil
. I secretly rejoiced: this way he wouldn't see my fluid; he'd think it was
the olive oil he'd applied. I found myself laughing: what's wrong with a woman's fluids? Isn't that a normal
physiological reaction? Why aren't men ashamed when their penises are hard?

His buttocks rubbed against my body for a long time. I buried my face in the pillow, unable to bear his
teasing , almost moaning. Afraid I would cry out, I bit the pillowcase tightly with my teeth.

"Come on, turn over, and I'll rub the front again." He turned and knelt down beside me.

I didn't have the courage to turn over myself, and didn't move. He laughed: "I've seen your body, I've
rubbed your buttocks, what's there to be shy about?" Saying that, he turned me over.

In that instant, I saw his naked body: his muscles were well-developed and firm,
shining intoxicatingly under the pink light. In the thick pubic hair, a clean, hard male symbol
trembled . A penis, a man's penis! This was the third penis I had seen tonight!

The first two dicks were already being held, licked, sucked, and stroked by my two sisters, perhaps
even inside their vaginas, which they were frantically gripping and sucking. But this dick was right
in front of me; it would be entirely mine. I was about to touch it, lick it, suck it, and grip it!

He poured olive oil on my breasts, his eyes burning as he stared at me. I was too embarrassed to look at
him, so I closed my eyes. He rubbed the olive oil on my stomach and my crotch. His hand stopped on my vagina,
a finger gently rubbing between my labia—it felt so good!

"I won't give you a massage tonight, I'll just take good care of you, okay?" He kneaded my breasts with one hand and
slid the other across my vagina.

I nodded. I hadn't come here for a massage, and I believed he wouldn't actually give me one. He
lay down beside me, holding me tightly. He turned my face and kissed my thirsty lips. I no longer
cared about saving face; I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned his kisses.

This was the first time I'd ever experienced the wonder of olive oil. We were both slippery, like two eels entangled together
.

We rolled around in each other's arms, sometimes he was on top of me, sometimes I was on top of him,
but our lips remained tightly pressed together. I'd kissed my boyfriend, I'd kissed my husband, but
never with such intensity, such madness. This handsome man had aroused the most primal desires within me. When he
slipped his tongue into my mouth, I sucked hard, swallowing his endless stream of saliva. I was going crazy;
I was eating the saliva of this man I'd just met!

"Quick, grab my big cock! It's yours! Masturbate it hard!"

Without hesitation, I reached out and grabbed his hard, iron-like cock. His cock was covered in
olive oil, slippery, and slipped from my hand several times. They say men are beasts, but women,
when , are no less ruthless. At this moment, I transformed from a lady into a crazed beast.

I forgot what modesty was, I forgot what shame was; only one thing occupied my mind:
men ! Men's buttocks, men's thighs, men's penises, men's semen. I needed nothing else, I
only needed men! Men! Men!

He suckled at my nipple; although I had stopped breastfeeding, there was still a small amount of
milk in my breast. A stream of sweet milk was drawn out by him. He was pleasantly surprised: "You still have milk? That's wonderful!
I'm so lucky today."

He suckled at my nipple like a baby starved for three days finding its mother's breast. My breast
He sucked the last bit of milk out of my breast. He lamented, "What a pity! I
was just starting to enjoy it, and now the milk's gone. This is the first time I've ever tasted a woman's milk besides my mother's,
and it's so sweet!"

I found him amusing. "Don't suck anymore if you're done! You're hurting me!" I wrapped my arms around his
neck and pulled him forcefully towards my breasts, wishing I could squeeze this man inside me.

He rolled over and straddled me, holding his thick, large penis and rubbing it against my vulva. A steady stream of
vaginal fluid flowed from my vagina, dripping onto his rubbing penis. "You're so wet, the sheets are
soaked,"

he lewdly chuckled. I felt embarrassed: "That wasn't my juice, it was oil you put in."

"Haha, don't lie, I can tell the difference between olive oil and vaginal fluid. Let it flow, I want you to produce
more vaginal fluid. That way, it'll be much easier for me to eat you later."

I was burning with desire from his friction, I couldn't control myself at all, and I couldn't help but beg him: "Stop
torturing me, hurry up and put it in, I can't take it anymore, hurry, hurry!" He saw that the time was right, he parted my labia
with one hand , and with the other hand he held his penis, and pushed down hard, "Swoosh!" His
penis slid into my vagina like an eel.

So full, so satisfying! He began to slowly thrust in and out, the speed getting faster and faster. His big penis
rammed around in my vagina, the thick head of his penis poking into every corner of my vaginal cavity.

"Eat! Eat! I'll eat as much as I can!" he said lewdly as he moved vigorously.

During our chat, the gigolo used the same obscene language, but he sent me text messages. Now, a
man speaking vulgarities into my ear was incredibly stimulating. I enjoyed the auditory stimulation, enjoyed the sensation
of his penis pounding against me.

"Eat, eat as much as you want! Eat me to death! Eat me to death!" I don't know how I
had the courage to say such lewd things.

"Plop! Plop!" Our bellies collided, the big penis and the little cunt mingling together, making
obscene sounds. "Shall we change positions?" he said, panting, as he pulled out his penis.

"Okay, what position?"

He was my god, and I would agree to anything he asked.

"You lie on your stomach, stick your ass up high, and I'll eat you from behind. I want to see your plump ass."

I knelt on the bed, face down, buried in the sheets, and stuck my ass up high. This was a
position that made women feel ashamed. My husband had asked me to do this several times, but I had always refused sternly. Now, I
bent over for the man in front of me. "Open your pussy, I want to eat it all in."

He knelt behind me. I spread my labia with both hands, welcoming his penis into me again. I held
my waist with both hands and thrust hard into my pussy, making my juices splash everywhere.

The room was filled with our panting and the sounds of us sucking...

I don't know how long it went by, but he suddenly shouted, "It's coming, it's coming, I'm going to cum! I'm going to ejaculate!"
His shout stimulated me, and an indescribable pleasure gathered in my groin: "I'm coming too! Cum!
Cum as much as you want!" I felt his penis twitch violently, and then a stream of hot semen hit the depths of my
vagina ...

When he helped me out of this lewd room, I saw Xiao Na and that man waiting there.
Xiao Na's face was filled with satisfied joy. "Haha, you two can really eat! How was it? Did you enjoy it?
Did you have a good time?" Xiao Na teased me lewdly. My face flushed again…

This act of sexual indulgence completely transformed me from a lady into a harlot, overcoming all the obstacles,
both psychological and behavioral.

My sisters were right; what can a so-called lady gain? Just an empty title.
I was no longer as reserved or hypocritical as before. Lust is an innate desire of both men and women; why
not fully enjoy the pleasure it brings?

I am a woman, a young and beautiful woman! A
woman !

I took my sisters' advice and, besides my online boyfriend, developed several other online relationships.
Sleeping with online friends and having them suck my pussy was my next goal. Of course, my relationship with my online boyfriend was special and mysterious.
Although I flirted and teased these other online friends, my heart was still most attached to this
online boyfriend I had never met. He was like my first love, forever a source of longing and yearning in my heart.

I didn't understand why he didn't suggest meeting me. Was he afraid? Or did he think he was ugly?
Or was he impotent? No, if he were impotent, why would he be so lewd online? So, is she worried
I'm an ugly woman? If he saw the real me, he'd be groveling at my feet!

I even feel a little contempt for him. Since we're all driven by lust, why be so hesitant and
secretive? Women like bold, direct men! If he were more open, the guy who last time slept on me,
sucked my nipples, and licked my cunt wouldn't have been that waiter with no real friendship! It would have been him—
the gigolo who confessed online that he wanted to sleep with me a thousand times!

Although I'm eager to be with him, I've decided not to actively push open this window between us. I'll wait. I
want him to bring it up first; I can find other men to relieve my itch first. I've learned to play hard to get.

On QQ, I was playing games with four or five men, and they were all completely captivated by me.
Except for that mysterious gigolo, the others all asked to meet me. The man called "Viagra" was particularly
pitiful: "Please, let's meet. I don't dare to dream of taking you to bed, even just
seeing your breasts and licking your pussy would make my life worthwhile."

I found these men strange. If they wanted to have sex, there were women everywhere. If all else failed, they could just spend a hundred or two
hundred yuan to find a prostitute and have sex with her however they wanted. She could give them a blowjob and give them semen, so why were they so
obsessed with me, a woman on the internet?

Thinking about it, I could understand. Wasn't that how I felt about gigolos?
There were plenty of , and I was only satisfied if I could suck a gigolo's cock and have my penis between my legs.

My work enthusiasm clearly decreased because of my addiction to online chatting. The four of us became online man
killers , and one man after another was under our control. I am naturally competitive and always strive to be better than others, but
In online dating, I have to admit defeat. Although my QQ friends have gradually surpassed those three, they've all had
online friends Lili having at least nine. And me? I haven't even had one yet.

But this defeat is temporary. Whether in looks or figure, I'm far superior to them; I'm just a late bloomer,
but I'm determined to surpass them. I decided to stop waiting for that gigolo and
try .

That guy, Viagra, doesn't seem too bad, and I'm ready to say yes. Just at this crucial moment, the gigolo finally
asked to meet. I was overjoyed, but I didn't show it. I agreed to come find me.

We'd never met before, so to ensure we could meet, we agreed to meet at 8:00 AM on Saturday, at
the sculpture in front of the train station. I'd wear a purple t-shirt and a white skirt; he'd wear a gray t-shirt and blue
jeans . To avoid any surprises, I suggested he carry a magazine.

We arranged to meet three days in advance, giving me ample time to prepare. I had considered telling my
three , hoping they could help me in any way they could. But then I changed my mind.

I was more thoughtful: I'd never met Niulang before, and if he didn't suit my taste, they'd laugh at me. It was better
to keep it a secret for now. If Niulang was as handsome as I imagined, I could do
what Lili did with Xie Dong last time—introduce him to them later and surprise them. Besides, I didn't
know would be willing to show himself in public, so I thought this was more appropriate, leaving myself a way out.

I went to the most famous brand lingerie store in the city and bought a sexy, high-end lingerie set, spending
nearly five hundred yuan. My husband also likes me wearing sexy, revealing lingerie, but I've never been willing to spend a lot of money to satisfy his
visual desires. Yet, for my online crush, I was so generous.

I booked a room in advance at a hotel in the western district, far from my home. The waiter showed me the room, and the
thought of displaying my breasts, thighs,
buttocks and engaging in naked, unrestrained lovemaking made my heart race.

That Thursday night, I actively seduced my husband, even kissing his penis. That night,
he incredibly aroused, taking me three times in a row. I used techniques I learned from my girlfriends to squeeze his penis tightly,
giving him maximum pleasure. Afterwards, he said he had never felt so good.

I did this as compensation for my guilt; I genuinely didn't want to touch his penis with my mouth. With
this unprecedented sacrifice, I felt at peace.

My husband, I'm sorry, I'm about to offer these organs of yours to someone else. Another man I
love will be on top of me, kissing me, touching me, sucking me, and eating me, just like you did. I can't
compromise myself for the sake of so-called morality. I want to fully enjoy life and enjoy men! God bestowed upon me this
beautiful body, which even I find intoxicating, not so that you alone could enjoy it. I will use it to satisfy many more
men!

This time, I felt as if each day was an eternity. I eagerly awaited the appointed day. I
spent .

Early Saturday morning, before dawn, I impatiently got up. I went to the bathroom and
showered. I'm a very clean woman, showering almost every two or three days, but I wanted to give myself a thorough
shower this time. I considered my date with the gigolo my wedding night.

I changed into my newly bought purple lace lingerie. I was extremely satisfied with this sexy lingerie; it was
the most revealing lingerie I had ever worn, almost completely transparent,
exposing my breasts, nipples, buttocks, pubic hair, and even my labia. The gigolo would be horrified at the sight.

I had absolute confidence in myself, but what if the gigolo's expectations were too far removed from mine? Would I ruthlessly drive him away like
Ah Jiao ? No, I couldn't do that! My infatuation with the male prostitute wasn't based on his looks. I loved his
conversation, his gentleness, his talent, and his sincerity. Even if he weren't conventionally handsome, I could still
accept him! I would definitely let him kiss me, touch me, and have my way with me. I wanted him to come happy and leave satisfied.

After carefully applying makeup, I checked the time and it was already 7:30 in the morning. My husband was off today, so I didn't need to make
breakfast. I told him that I had a classmate reunion today and might not be home tonight. My husband believed me without question.

I hailed a taxi and headed to the train station.

This was the first train of the day. There weren't many passengers, and the train station square wasn't crowded. I arrived at
the agreed-upon sculpture group and waited anxiously. Time ticked by in my impatient wait, and
the clock on the clock tower pointed to eight o'clock.

With a train whistle, the train arrived on time.

Passengers gradually emerged from the passenger passage. I watched from afar, searching for the gray t-shirt
and blue jeans. This is a very common outfit these days. Every now and then, a man dressed the same way would come out,
but they were all either too short or walked with a sloppy gait; none of them were my ideal man
. Fortunately, none of them were

carrying the magazine I was waiting for. Then a tall man appeared: a gray t-shirt, blue jeans, and a magazine in his hand!
It was him! It had to be him! My heart pounded! The man glanced around slightly, as if searching for
a target . He saw the sculpture group in my direction and strode towards me.

As he got closer, I could see his features clearly: a broad forehead, large eyes, a high
nose, and full lips—a very handsome man!

There were only a few elderly people lingering under the sculpture group; I was the only young woman there.

The handsome man easily spotted me and walked straight towards me. I took a few small steps to meet him.

"You must be Wenjuan?" the man asked with a smile. We had already exchanged names online. "Yes,
yes! You're Jiang Qi?" I excitedly replied.

"Haha, there's no mistake! It's me, the Cowherd!" It really was him!

The Cowherd extended his hand: "Shake hands, you smell wonderful!"

I quickly offered my hand. When his hand touched mine, I felt dizzy. His hand was so soft and
smooth.

"You're beautiful, even more beautiful than I imagined!" The Cowherd put his hand on my shoulder.

"You're not bad either. I was afraid you were ugly."

After so much online intimacy, we quickly became intimate, like
old lovers who had shared a bed for years. I nestled against him like a little bird, accepting his embrace. His...
He was a good two heads taller than me; I felt like a little child.

On the way to the hotel, he held me tightly and even gave me a light
kiss on the cheek when the driver wasn't looking.

The bus stop was normally a ten-minute drive from the hotel, but we encountered several traffic jams along the way. At one of the congested
intersections , the driver got out to check the situation. When it was just the two of us in the car, the Cowherd turned me around and kissed my
lips passionately, his large hand reaching for my chest, kneading my breasts.

"Darling, I love you so much, I couldn't control myself, please don't mind," the Cowherd explained his
impulse .

"No, I like it when you do this!" I didn't refuse his touch. The driver returned, and the Cowherd reluctantly
removed his hand from my breasts. I inwardly scolded the driver for returning at such an inopportune time.

"Darling, I'm going to touch you properly later!" the Cowherd whispered in my ear. I nodded repeatedly,
biting his ear and saying, "Darling, I'll let you touch me as much as you want, wherever you want."
The Cowherd smiled smugly with satisfaction.

Like a loving young couple, we followed the waiter to our reserved room, arm in arm.

As soon as the door closed, the gigolo suddenly turned and embraced me, his thick lips kissing me almost frantically.
He kissed my forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks every way. Finally, he kissed my slightly lipstick-covered, sexy
lips . I responded to his embrace, tightly wrapping my arms around his strong waist and back.

"Smells so good! Smells so good! Wenjuan! My little Wenjuan! You're so adorable!" He kissed my lips fiercely
, making crisp, clear sounds. Before we even made love, I was already his captive.

"Gigolo! You bad gigolo! Why did you take so long to come see me? I missed you so much!" I pounded his chest.

"I'm here, I'm here now," he said, reaching for the buttons on my bra.

He was so excited that he couldn't get them undone. I quickly and proactively unbuttoned them,
revealing my full breasts encased in a lace bra. He didn't rush to unhook my bra. He took a half step back, looked down at
my enormous breasts, and exclaimed in amazement, "So beautiful, your breasts are so beautiful!" Then
he hugged me again, one large hand taking turns kneading, pinching, pressing, and squeezing my breasts.

"Darling, hurry, just like we said on QQ, say you want me to touch your big breasts and suck your
nipples! Say it!" he panted.

"Brother, you horny brother, touch them, my big breasts are right in front of you. Touch them as hard as you want! I feel so good!
Brother, touch my big breasts!" I forgot all my shyness, just like we did on QQ, I was completely unrestrained.

The gigolo squatted down slightly, lifted my bra with both hands, and my large, white, round breasts
bounced out, trembling. He grabbed one breast in each hand and kneaded them vigorously. His tongue
licked and teased my breasts, occasionally sucking on my nipples.

"Brother, you're so good at sucking! You've made my nipples hard! Ouch! That hurts! Brother, you're biting my nipple
!" I hugged his head, stroking his shiny black hair haphazardly. His tongue licked my round belly button,
making me laugh from the ticklishness.

"Brother, stop, let's rest in bed for a while. You must be tired from the journey, let me hold you and let you rest!"
The Cowherd stopped, picked me up, and gently placed me on the large Simmons bed.

We lay side by side. We had plenty of time; we should talk about our longing for each other.

I asked him why he only wanted to meet me now. He said he actually wanted to see me sooner, but he was worried I would
think he was a frivolous man, so he waited until we both fully understood each other's character before coming to meet. I asked
him if he was worried that I wasn't a pretty woman. He said no, based on our conversations and
his understanding of my preferences, habits, and material possessions, he concluded I was a beautiful woman.

He told me that every time he talked to me, he would
masturbate . He was truly an outstanding man who could make women swoon.

He asked me to call him by his name, his nickname: Aqi. I agreed.

Aqi got up and took off his outer clothes, telling me to take mine off too, so as not to wrinkle them. Neither of us felt
embarrassed . I was left only in my transparent lace outfit, while he was left in his black briefs. Some dark hair
peeked out from his briefs, and my heart fluttered.

He had said his pubic hair was thick, and it seemed he wasn't lying; his navel also had short, thick dark hair. I
don't particularly like men covered in thick, dark hair, but Aqi's hairiness made my heart pound.

Aqi stood by the bed, admiring my beautiful, almost naked body.

"Beautiful, so beautiful! You're like a living Venus!" His exaggerated praise mesmerized
.

"Am I really beautiful?" I struck a seductive pose.

"Really beautiful, darling. Any man in the world would get a hard-on if he saw you like this."

"Nonsense, you're being indecent again," I said coquettishly.

"Haha, you little slut, you're always talking about dicks online, why are you shy now?" Aqi lifted his leg
onto the bed. In the instant he lifted his leg, I saw his crimson testicles, covered
in long black hair, peeking out from under his tight underwear.

I'm no stranger to men; I could imagine what his penis looked like inside his underwear. He had already described the shape and features of his penis in detail
online .

His penis was erect inside, as if it was about to burst through his underwear.

We hugged each other tightly. Our hands passionately caressed and explored each other's bodies.
I touched his buttocks—sexy, fleshy, firm, and thick!

Aqi unhooked my bra and took it off. He held it to his nose and inhaled deeply; the scent of my breasts
intoxicated him.

Aqi had me lie flat, and he began to play with my breasts. His fingers flicked my nipples, occasionally
licking them with his tongue. Soon, my nipples hardened. My desire had come quickly today;
my nipples had already become swollen and hard when he massaged my breasts in the car, and now they were just more erect.

As he half-lay on top of me, I couldn't help but reach into his pants and grasp his warm,
hard penis.

I had never touched my husband's penis willingly before, but now, in front of Aqi, I had no reservations whatsoever. I made
no attempt to hide my eagerness to touch his penis. I completely regarded him as my husband.

"Darling, didn't you say you were going to pound my cock hard? Now it's here, so go ahead and pound it!
Let's see if you can get your cum out!" Aqi also slipped his hand inside my pants,
stroking .

"I will pound it hard, but I don't want to get your cum out. I want you to shoot it inside me."
I vigorously stroked his cock. After a few strokes, he started to ejaculate. Worried he
wouldn't be able to control himself reduced the intensity of my stroking.

Under his caresses, my vaginal fluids began to flow out.

Aqi pulled his hand away, and I saw his hand was covered in my vaginal fluids. Aqi opened his mouth and licked
the fluids off his fingers.

"Don't lick it, it's dirty," I said, a little embarrassed. Although we had said online that he would eat my vaginal fluids and
I would eat his semen, I couldn't bear to let him actually do it now.

"It's not dirty, I don't mind! This is a top-quality tonic!" He said, licking
the semen off his hands, even cleaning the fluid between his fingers.

He seemed unsatisfied, reaching into my underwear again to lick some more. Seeing his
relish , I couldn't stop him.

"Wenjuan, my little darling, you've got so much juice. Come on, take off your underwear, don't get it dirty,
it'll be hard to wash." He started pulling down my underwear. I obediently let him take off my small pair.

"Brother, take your underwear off too, it's so uncomfortable."

"It? What do you say it is before I take it off." He teased me.

"You think I wouldn't say it? It's your penis! Your big penis!"

It's easy to repeat what's said online. We've had so much lewd teasing history,
there's nothing wrong with continuing it now that we're face-to-face.

"So, are you taking them off for me or am I taking them off myself?"

"Of course, I'll take them off for you. You take off my underwear, and I'll take off yours."

I sat up, my breasts swaying alluringly in front of me.

I grabbed his waistband and slowly pulled his underwear down. First, a thick tuft of pubic hair
was revealed, layer by layer. His pubic hair was really thick and heavy, like a black flame.

Gradually, a dark penis was revealed. When I pulled the underwear down to his legs, the thick, hard
penis, suddenly freed from its restraint, twitched a few times, like a thick spring. The comical
sight made me burst out laughing.

His entire penis was now in front of me. What a big thing! The wrinkled foreskin was turned back
under , the pink glans was like a small egg, and the urethral opening, like a crucian carp's mouth, was slightly twitching,
with glistening semen seeping out. The veins on his shiny black penis were bulging, as if it were about to burst
.

I'd seen my boyfriend's penis, my husband's penis, Xie Dong's penis, Zhang Qiang's penis, and even that waiter
's penis. The darkest of them all was Aqi's, a glossy black with a purplish sheen, giving it a powerful and robust
feel.

I'd heard that a man with a dark penis is more stamina and ruthless when he's with a woman. Most women can't withstand such
a penis; it often makes them faint. This was the kind of penis that would make any woman's heart flutter. I secretly rejoiced that I
'd found a treasure.

I stroked his penis like I was handling a priceless jewel, his lower abdomen throbbing intermittently.

He reached out and hooked his arm around my neck, pressing me down towards his stomach. I understood what he meant; he wanted me to
suck his penis. I pretended not to understand, resisting his pressure. "What are you doing? My neck hurts so much from pressing."

He had to explain, "Wenjuan, can you suck on it for me? I feel really uncomfortable, sucking on it
will make it better ."

I laughed, "Just suck it if you want, why say it will make it better? You men are so greedy,
one minute you want me to masturbate, the next you want me to suck it. If I suck it for you, what will you want me to do next?" I kept
holding his penis, unwilling to let go.

"Hehe, you suck it first and then we'll talk."

"That won't do, you have to say it first. See if I can accept it. Otherwise I won't let you suck it."
I deliberately made things difficult for him.

"I also want you to drink my semen. Like we said online."

"And what about you? What will you do for me?"

"I'll lick your pussy, I'll give you pussy soup!" I smiled with satisfaction.

"That's more like it. Okay, lie down, I'll suck it for you."

I leaned down, my breasts pressed against the outside of his thighs. As soon as I got close to his penis, I smelled
the distinctive pungent odor of a man's penis. It was strong and very stimulating. I gripped the base of his penis, making
it erect.

I first used my tongue to scoop up the semen gathered at the urethra, then with a flick of my tongue, I swallowed it. It
was salty and slippery. I'd never tasted a man's semen before; I wondered if it would be unpleasant. Swallowing this little
bit was a trial run. I remembered Zhang Qiang's semen that had been smeared on my lips last time; it seemed all men's
semen tasted the same.

I slowly licked down Aqi's glans, making it wet. Aqi let out
a soft moan. His glans was noticeably larger than before;
it was quite difficult to take such a large thing in my mouth.

I opened my mouth wide and tried to take the entire glans in. Thankfully, it wasn't too difficult; I managed to take it all in.
I gently sucked on his glans, gradually increasing the speed of my sucking. I slowly sucked his penis
deeper into my mouth, it throbbed inside.

"Good, it's in! Darling, suck harder, suck harder!" Ah Qi hummed happily.

"Smack! Smack!" I gradually became more skilled at sucking, and I sucked greedily. I tried to get his
entire penis into my mouth, the head of his penis almost touching my throat, making it hard for me to breathe.

My mouth became increasingly salty and sticky, his semen kept seeping out, and I had to
swallow it down mouthful by mouthful. Because his urethra was pressed against my throat, the semen flowed directly down my throat,
so I couldn't taste it.

Ah Qi kept moaning as I smacked him, which probably triggered some sensitive nerve. He suddenly
twitched and thrust his buttocks forward, which really messed things up for me. His penis shoved deep into my throat,
and I felt nauseous. I yelled and spat out his penis, then coughed and gagged repeatedly, tears streaming down my face
.

Aqi hurriedly sat up, patting my back repeatedly and apologizing for his recklessness: "I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, darling, I didn't mean it! I'm so sorry!"

I glared at him fiercely: "Damn Aqi, are you trying to choke me to death?!"

After a while, I returned to normal. Aqi was too embarrassed to ask me to continue sucking his penis, but I knew he
desperately wanted me to. I pushed him back down: "Okay, I'm fine now. You lie down, I'll suck you
for a while longer." Aqi was very grateful for my tolerance and tenderness. "

Darling, you're so good to me," he kept saying as I continued sucking his penis.

His penis kept swelling, and finally, my mouth couldn't hold it anymore, so I stopped sucking. When
I spat out his penis, I saw that it was slightly white from being soaked in my saliva; I had sucked it for a full
half hour.

My thighs were already overflowing with fluid, and the sheets below were soaked with the overflowing juices.

Aqi saw the sticky puddle of vaginal fluid under my buttocks, wiped it away with his hand, and ate it all.

Aqi told me to lie down, saying, "Darling, now I'll serve you, I'll lick your pussy!"

I refused, but he insisted, so I had no choice but to let him. Although I desperately wanted him to come and eat me,
I didn't want that pleasurable moment to come immediately. I was willing to continue the foreplay with him.
Appropriate foreplay is actually more exciting than eating.

Aqi knelt between my snow-white thighs, using both hands to spread my labia,
exposing my bright red vaginal cavity completely to his eyes. He admired it carefully, occasionally flicking my engorged clitoris with his fingertips.
He was a man well-versed in female anatomy, knowing how to play with a woman's sensitive clitoris to arouse her
lust .

My boyfriend and husband ignored this sensitive spot of mine; they only thought that a woman's vagina was
a target for male stimulation, and they only knew how to poke at my vagina.

Aqi's fingers skillfully moved back and forth on my clitoris, labia, and the outside of my vagina, the intense stimulation
making me weak and limp, my desire burning and causing me to lose my senses.

I moaned, my body writhing. The vaginal fluid that was just like egg white had now turned into
white foam, flowing out continuously. Aqi put his mouth to my vaginal opening and swallowed the vaginal fluid mouthful by mouthful
. He said to me, "Darling, I don't need to eat today, your vaginal soup will fill me up."

He licked back and forth along the direction of my labia with his tongue, my labia swollen to a degree I had never seen before.
He parted my vaginal opening and explored inside with the tip of his tongue, from shallow to deep, until his tongue could go no further.

It was the first time a man had licked my vagina like this, and I was so excited that I almost peed.

Aqi used his fingers to probe deep inside my vaginal opening, occasionally swallowing the vaginal fluid that stuck to his fingers. He moved me deeply
; a man who could swallow a woman's dirty stuff mouthful by mouthful was enough to prove the depth of his
feelings .

I decided to give my body to him for life. As long as he liked it, as long as he needed it, I would unconditionally
offer my body, letting him fondle it, letting him rape it.

His fingers moved rapidly and powerfully in and out of my vagina, like a piston making a dildo motion.
Gradually, two, three, four fingers were added, and finally, he tried to insert his entire hand. He failed,
because my vagina was too small to accommodate five fingers.

"Darling, my dear husband, I can't take it anymore, I need your dildo, come and eat me!" I
couldn't bear the intense stimulation any longer. I desperately needed him to insert his dildo, to eat it fiercely,
to eat it hard.

Aqi stopped playing with me; he had also reached his limit. "Okay, I'll come and eat you. Spread your legs,
I'll eat you now!" He hurriedly climbed on top of me, eagerly thrusting his dildo inside. Good job,
he hit the mark perfectly, reaching deep into my vagina in one go.

Aqi moved violently, his thick penis thrusting in and out, penetrating deeply and accurately, each stroke
hitting my G-spot, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm, sending me to the peak of pleasure time and time again.

He hoisted my thighs onto his shoulders and thrust even more fiercely, forty minutes later, a powerful
gush of thick semen gushed from his urethra, spraying heavily into my uterus. The extreme pleasure made me suddenly lose
consciousness; I screamed and fainted…

When I woke up, Aqi was sitting beside me, his eyes glistening with tears. He saw that I had been penetrated unconscious
and cried with heartache.

I felt a burning pain at the entrance of my vagina; when I touched it, my tender little vagina was swollen. The thoughtful man
had already cleaned up the messy area of my vagina while I was unconscious.

Aqi grabbed my hand, his voice trembling, and said, "Juan, you've suffered. I shouldn't have been so cruel to you.
I really shouldn't have been so ungentlemanly. I love you so much, that's why..."

I quickly covered his mouth, stopping him from continuing. "Silly you, I didn't
faint from the pain you caused, I fainted from the pleasure. You don't understand women, this is happiness, joy! Don't feel guilty
."

It seemed he really didn't understand why women fainted from being taken advantage of. "Oh, is that so! I thought my penis
was too big, and you fainted because you were hurt." He laughed through his tears.

"No matter how big a penis is, we women can handle it. Is it bigger than a child? Aren't we all born from here
?" I found him ridiculous.

He slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing, "That's right, our dicks aren't as big as a child's! If I'd known,
I would have eaten you again while you were unconscious!"

I pinched his ear, "Tell me, what were you doing while I was unconscious? Were you up to something again?"

"Ouch! Let go, I'll confess." He was hurt by my pinch.

"When I was wiping your pussy, your anus was showing a little bit, so I spread your buttocks and looked at your
anus . I thought your anus was pretty, so I couldn't help but secretly lick it a few times, and even poked it a few times with my finger.
Your anus is very tight, so I didn't dare to use force, and I only managed to insert a little bit."

No wonder my anus felt hot; it turned out he had secretly played with it. I felt quite embarrassed to hear that he had seen my
anus . Women can open their vaginas wide for men to see, but they are embarrassed to show their anus to men.

Aqi lay down and hugged me tightly. He played with my breasts while asking me
how I felt.

"Honey, were you comfortable just now?"

I nodded. "Mmm, that felt good! Didn't you see I almost passed out from pleasure?"

"Is my penis big?"

"Yes, bigger and harder than I imagined."

"Is your husband's penis as big as mine?"

"No, it's not even half the size of yours!"

"So small? Isn't that a hardship for you?"

"Now I have your big penis, right? I only want your big penis, I don't like his." I
spoke my mind.

"Have you been with other men before?" he asked.

He had already asked this question online. I didn't tell him I had been with my boyfriend before.
When he asked this question, I had also been with that waiter.

"No, besides my husband, you are the first man to have me."

"You're so beautiful, and you haven't been with any men yet?" He clearly didn't believe me.

"What? Being beautiful means you have to be with men? That's nonsense!"

"Yes, nowadays, which beautiful woman isn't with many men?"

I laughed. "I'm being with you now, aren't I?"

"That's still not much." He was clearly a little disappointed. Men are really strange things.

He asked me when I was going home tonight, and I told him I wasn't going home, that I was staying here with him, and that he could keep
eating tonight until he was satisfied. He was overjoyed and kissed me several times.

"How many times are you going to let me eat you tonight?" he asked.

"Whatever you want, as long as you can eat, I'm willing to eat until dawn. I'd love for you to eat me!"

"Really! I'll definitely eat you all night long tonight, okay? Let's not sleep, okay?"

"Okay, let's not sleep, let's eat until dawn!" I was excited too. It would be
an honor to be eaten by a man like this all night.

"Juan!" he called out, using a more intimate term.

"How about I ejaculate in your mouth tonight?" he asked.

"Do you like ejaculating in my mouth?" I countered.

"I love it, I love it so much!"

"Do all men like to ejaculate in a woman's mouth? And where do you like to ejaculate in a woman's mouth?"

"Of course, what man doesn't want to ejaculate in a woman's mouth? It's just that many men want to,
but women won't let them."

"Why won't they let you?" We started a heated discussion about sex.

"It's because women are disgusted. For a woman to give a man her semen, it takes a lot of affection. Like us, you're willing
to let me ejaculate in your mouth, which proves that you really like me."

"That's true, that makes sense." I felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

"Honey, what will you do if my semen gets into your mouth?" He rubbed my
labia with his knee.

"I'll give it to you! A man's semen is the real best tonic."

"Then I'll ejaculate in your mouth three times tonight!"

"Go ahead, I'll give you as much as you want."

His rubbing made my recently subsided desire slowly rise again. I reached out and grabbed his penis.
Although it wasn't as hard as before, his penis was still proudly erect between his legs. I started stroking his penis. Aqi
shifted his body up a bit, making it easier for me to stroke it.

"Are you itchy again?" he asked.

"A little, how about you?"

"I'm excited too. With a beauty like you in my arms, how can I not be excited?"

He turned me onto my back, kissing my breasts, while one hand slid down to my crotch, stroking my still
slightly sore vulva.

"It's still early, shall we eat some more?"

I saw that the clock on the door was already two in the afternoon, and he still said it was early. It seems he still wants to eat me.

"Aren't you hungry? Can you still eat?" I was worried that he was hungry. "No, I'm already
full from eating your vulva soup. As for strength, I still have the ability to make you dizzy again."

"If you're okay, I'm happy to accompany you to the end, and I'm willing to make you dizzy again." "Let's eat!"
After saying that, he rolled over and straddled me. He first sucked on my nipples until they were erect.

Aqi rubbed his newly erect penis back and forth against the outside of my vagina.

"Juanmei, does your vagina still hurt?" I asked with concern.

"It still hurts a little, but it's okay, I'll forget about it in a bit. Sleeping with the two of us, even if you suck me
until I bleed, I won't feel any pain." I alternately stroked his fleshy buttocks with both hands. His
buttocks were really sexy, and I wanted to press myself against them and kiss them to my heart's content, but I'm a woman, and I can't be too
proactive.

"Sister, can you suck my penis again? Your oral skills are amazing, it feels so good." He
called me sister, Wenjuan, Juan, darling, and little slut, and I was
getting confused. I found it funny.

"Suck it again? You almost choked me to death just now, I won't do it again." Although I said that, I
really wanted to suck his penis again. It felt good for him, and it aroused me too.

"No, it won't happen again this time, I'll be careful."

"That's more like it. If you do that again, I'll bite it off."

He got up and straddled my breasts; so that was the position he wanted to use. I often saw this position in pornographic films
; it was less about a woman sucking a man's penis and more about a man eating a woman's mouth. I
didn't object; I loved this man to the bone, and I'd even be happy if he ate my mouth.

Afraid of hurting my breasts, he tried to lift his buttocks, and my nipples occasionally rubbed against his buttocks and
testicles .

Aqi didn't immediately put his penis in my mouth; he held it and
rubbed the head back and forth against my lips. The thin stream of semen seeping from my urethra quickly moistened my entire mouth. I kissed
the head of his penis, deeply inhaling its pungent scent. He slapped my cheeks and lips with his penis, making a slapping
sound .

Aqi told me to open my mouth, and then carefully shoved his penis into my mouth. My mouth was stuffed full of
his penis, almost no gap left. Aqi, with his hands on my shoulders,
began thrusting, from light to heavy, from fast to slow.

This was a method of torment that instilled shame in women; for the pleasure of their beloved men, women
endured humiliation and allowed themselves to be so lewdly manipulated.

I tried to open my mouth as wide as possible, avoiding my teeth touching his penis. Aqi's semen and my saliva mingled...
It all gathered together, filling the tiny gaps in my mouth. More and more liquid accumulated, finally spilling from the corners of my lips.

My mouth gradually began to go numb, and my tongue ached slightly from the pressure of his penis. Watching
him eat with such relish, I couldn't bear to tell him to stop. Eat! My dearest man, my dearest husband!
Eat, eat as much as you want! I said silently to Aqi, who was already drenched in sweat.

Suddenly, I felt his penis twitch in my mouth, and Aqi's breathing became short and heavy.
My womanly sensitivity told me he was about to ejaculate. I wanted to ask him, but his penis was completely full, and I couldn't speak.

"Ugh! Ugh!" I warned him with a choked sob: You're going to ejaculate! Where are you going to ejaculate?
Are you going to ejaculate in my mouth? You stinky man, did you get my permission before ejaculating in my mouth? He, in the throes of passion,
ignored my sobs.

Finally, he shuddered like a patient having a seizure, and a gush of hot liquid spurted out.
One , two, three… he ejaculated five times in a row, instantly filling my mouth.

He suddenly pounced on me, tightly hugging my face, and urgently shouted, “Quick, darling!
My little slut! Juan! My dear wife! I came, I shot my semen into your mouth! Quick! Quick!
Swallow it! Swallow it!” He looked truly terrifying, like he had gone mad.

With his semen in my mouth, I couldn't open my mouth to answer him. I nodded vigorously at him, telling him: Dear
man ! Dear man! I'll give it to you! I will swallow every last drop of your semen!

I didn't rush to swallow his semen immediately; I swirled the semen in my mouth with my tongue, like rinsing my mouth.
This was the first time I had swallowed such a large amount of a man's semen; I wanted to savor it, to experience what it felt like to swallow a man's
semen .

Seeing that I nodded in agreement to swallow his semen, he quieted down. He gently stroked my face and said tenderly,
"Open your mouth and let me see what the semen looks like inside."

I opened my mouth, and he saw that my teeth, tongue, and palate were covered with his white,
sticky semen. He smiled with satisfaction.

"Can you swallow it?" he asked me.

I nodded and told him in a nasal voice, "I can swallow it, I don't mind." After saying that, I moved my throat and
the slippery semen flowed into my stomach.

Because I had been holding it in my mouth for a while, the originally sticky semen had begun to liquefy and become thinner, so I
swallowed all of it without much effort. I smacked my lips and opened them, letting him check if I had "slacked off." Both moved
and satisfied, Aqi hugged me tightly and kissed my lips, which still smelled of his semen...

That night, for the first time, I was embraced all night by a man other than my husband. We fulfilled
our promise : to eat together all night! We were not sleepy at all and had sex to our hearts' content. His semen covered my entire body. I
can't remember how many times we did it—five? Six? Or seven? Each time, he brought me to
ecstasy.

After more than half a year of longing, we finally got our wish today. We each received the most
precious : his penis and my vagina!

He is a man who knows how to be considerate and comfort a woman! I am satisfied, experiencing sexual
satisfaction ! I understand a truth: sex with one's husband is always tasteless! It's just an unfulfilled
sexual obligation. As a woman, only by having sex with men other than one's husband can one obtain true sexual pleasure!
From now on , I will be even more obsessed with having sex with men!

Two days and two nights of unrestrained debauchery left me with unforgettable memories.

I proudly introduced Aqi to the three sisters. Seeing their surprised and jealous expressions, I felt
the pride and smugness of a victor! Although I haven't had as many online partners as they have, I chose the best!

As we parted, I couldn't help but shed tears of sadness. Ah Qi hugged me and said, "Darling, we'll
meet again. From now on, whenever I have the chance, I'll come to see you, and you can come to see me too. We'll love each other forever
!"

He took my panties and bra, stained with semen, saying he'd admire and play with
them every day. He cut off a large tuft of pubic hair for me, telling me to look at it whenever I missed him. He also
suggested we both install QQ spy cameras so we could chat naked on QQ, and I agreed.

Like before, we continued to be affectionate online every day, and when it was convenient, we'd take off
our clothes and admire each other's bodies through the spy camera. At the same time, we broke the taboo of not talking on the phone;
when it wasn't convenient to chat on QQ, we'd indulge in erotic play on the phone.

We met several more times, and I went to his place once. The purpose of the meetings, of course, was sex.
Ah Qi's skills in bed were always amazing; every time, he made me ecstatic, bringing me to multiple orgasms. I made swallowing
his semen an important part of our passionate encounters. Women are truly promiscuous creatures; they can offer other
men their semen, yet refuse to consume a single drop of their husband's.

Women in their thirties are like wolves, in their forties like tigers. Aqi brought me sexual pleasure and awakened my dormant, lustful
nature. Men became an indispensable part of my life, and my sexual desire grew stronger.

Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst; Aqi, hundreds of miles away, could not satisfy my urgent needs, so I could only
extinguish my lust with my husband's penis. However, my husband's oral sex was utterly tasteless; I lacked the passion I needed, and
I had fewer and fewer opportunities for orgasm when he did.

Later, I went to that massage parlor a few more times with Xiaona, and had oral sex with three or four boys.
Although it satisfied my physical cravings at the time, there were no memorable experiences afterwards. Those boys were only
eighteen or nineteen, young and inexperienced, completely clueless about how to bring a woman to orgasm. Their penises only had mechanical
hardness, lacking the stamina and strength that women crave. Women don't like immature men!

More importantly, I paid them to have sex with me, which I found hard to accept. Given my beauty and
sex appeal, men should be actively seeking me out for sex, not the other way around. In today's society,
it's normal for women to pay men for sex, but that should be something women do occasionally for pleasure. Paying men for sex
to satisfy normal physiological needs is somewhat despicable and shameful.

I chose online dating. Online dating has become a popular way for men and women to engage in sexual activity, forming a
fashion, a trend. As a young woman, I have no reason not to follow this joyful trend.

To ensure my online friends satisfied me, I set a rule for myself: I had to see their
faces on QQ! Only if their appearance met my standards would I start discussing sex and feelings with them.
Anyone without a QQ spy wouldn't be added to my friend list.

My ability to use erotic language had reached its peak. I considered it my duty to tease and seduce
men . Men, who naturally enjoy hearing lewd talk, found maximum
satisfaction with me.

If a man aroused my desire, I would actively invite him to meet me, and then we would have sex in a
hotel . Every man who accepted the invitation, I would satisfy him, letting him play with me and devour me. Thick,
thin, long, short, all kinds of penises successively devoured my wanton cunt; I became
a veritable super slut!

In just over a year, I played with twenty-four men's penises, averaging two online partners per month.
As for the penises of men I saw in videos, the number was countless.

It's incredibly easy for a woman to manipulate men. No man can resist a woman's
allure. If you're a beautiful woman, you're an angel of happiness, and all the men around you will be
your slaves. Your breasts, thighs, buttocks, and tender vagina are their weapons of submission.

Who truly rules this world? Women!

I became the most outstanding member of our secret organization, the "Four Sisters of Finance," having slept with far more online friends than
any of them ! They said I had surpassed them, acknowledging their defeat.

We exchanged experiences of hooking men online and discussed techniques for playing with men in bed. We talked
about everything ; we were like sisters.

We described in detail our sexual encounters with each man. At first, I was reserved, especially
about giving semen to several online friends; I felt it might be going too far. But after hearing that they had all
given semen to online friends more than once, I stopped hiding it from them.

We discussed our most lewd experiences. Ajiao said she drank the urine of two online friends, Xiaona said an
online friend ejaculated on the floor and she licked it up, and Lili's lewd experience was licking a man's
anus . I hadn't actually experienced any of theirs, so I couldn't confess.

But they wouldn't let it go, so I could only say that I felt lewd for swallowing men's semen. Everyone thought that giving
men semen was normal and not lewd. They gave me a deadline to do something lewd.

What should I do? Well, I'll lick a man's anus. If that's the case, I only want to lick my
gigolo's anus. My relationship with him is special; besides sexual desire, I genuinely love him.

Ajiao, always full of wild ideas, proposed an even more lewd suggestion: a gathering of online friends! We would
each choose our favorite online friend, then get together, exchange partners, and have group sex.

Her idea received unanimous support, and I also expressed strong interest. I don't know about them,
but I've never slept with more than two men at the same time. We four sisters have four male online friends,
which means I'll be having sex with four men at the same time!

Oh my god, what will that be like? Last time at Xie Dong's farewell banquet, two men
pulled down their pants and exposed their penises in public, and I almost fainted from excitement. If four men exposed
their penises and then tried to take advantage of me, would I die of excitement?!

Everyone suggested contributing ideas and coming up with more creative ways to play, and quickly choosing
the online friends they would bring along. Since we're all sharing this, everyone should offer up their most capable and fun-loving online friend.

My favorite is, of course, Aqi. But the thought of giving Aqi to other women makes me
feel sour. "Wenjuan, you can't be stingy. It seems you're still reluctant to offer up Aqi?"
Ajiao noticed my hesitation.

"Are you really taking him seriously? What, you're going to marry him?"

"Yeah, don't take it too seriously. He's someone else's man anyway. What's wrong with us sisters having some fun?
Besides , do you know if he's been with other women?"

"That's just how it is these days. Who's going to stay single for one or two women? He might be sleeping with you, but who knows how many women he's sleeping
with at the same time !" My sisters' barrage of questions left me speechless.

I believed them. After all, I was sleeping with other men too. I gritted my teeth and agreed.

When I told Aqi the news, he agreed without hesitation, even acting ecstatic.
I felt a little disheartened. It seemed I was right to agree to my sisters' request.

I no longer longed to meet Aqi. Instead, I was anxious and excited about those three men.

Lili chose Xie Dong, Ajiao chose Zhang Qiang, and Xiaona chose an online friend named Jiang Hong.

Thinking of Zhang Qiang, I recalled the day he secretly touched my breasts and the day his semen got on my lips.
Zhang Qiang was very interested in me. This is a real treat for him. Last time he secretly touched my breasts, afraid that Ajiao would see, but
this time he can openly be so brazen in front of Ajiao, not only openly touching my breasts but also openly sucking my
cunt! I reckon this guy will do something particularly lewd to me.

This time I might be swallowing his semen whole. I really like Xie Dong, and Jiang Hong
certainly won't be bad either!

Such a gathering couldn't be held in a hotel, so we finally decided on Xiao Na's house, as her husband was about to go on
a long business .

The time was still Saturday. Because the four men came from different places, some by train, some by car, and
their arrival times were different, the time for them all to gather was set for 11:00 AM.

The four of us slutty women started preparing food early. We joked: We are truly the most
shameless women , working so hard to prepare food for these wild men, so that they can eat their fill and then take turns eating us.

We all wore sexy, revealing clothes. Ah Jiao was especially daring, her large breasts almost
completely exposed, and her super-short skirt revealed her thong with every slight movement, her plump buttocks
on full display.

Xiao Na handed me a white pill. I asked her what it was, and she smiled mysteriously, saying, "You'll
know . I promise it won't harm you." I guessed it was some kind of aphrodisiac, and out of curiosity, I swallowed it.

Before eleven o'clock, four men arrived one after another. They were all dashing and handsome, with Jiang Hong being
no less so than the other three. The four of us women were overjoyed. Following our old pairings, each man's arrival...
They all rushed forward and kissed passionately.

The last time I saw Aqi was a month and a half ago; after such a long separation, we kissed passionately for a full minute.
Ajiao and Zhang Qiang were the most outgoing among us. Zhang Qiang, in front of everyone, sucked on Ajiao's
exposed breasts.

Except for Jiang Hong, everyone else had met before, so we quickly warmed up to each other.

Zhang Qiang came to me first, extending his hand to touch me: "Beautiful lady, you're even sexier today
! My nose is bleeding from looking at you." I was a little embarrassed and couldn't speak. While shaking hands, Zhang Qiang
deliberately pinched my palm.

The "Heroes' Feast" began amidst lively laughter and chatter.

At first, everyone maintained a certain level of decorum, but after a few drinks, the scene lost its order. Since we were there for
debauchery, everyone stopped caring, pinching and teasing each other. Zhang Qiang pulled me to his side first,
putting an arm around my waist and frequently raising his glass to urge me to drink. Ajiao leaned against Aqi, Xiaona snuggled up to Xie Dong, and Lili
was held in Jiang Hong's arms.

Zhang Qiang's hands roamed around my waist, and finally he slipped his hands inside my underwear, rubbing my
buttocks up and down, occasionally pinching them.

"Wenjuan, you beautiful lady, how did my semen taste last time?" Zhang Qiang asked lewdly.

"Too little, I didn't even get a taste."

"Then I'll give you more today, you can taste it properly, okay?"

"Okay, I'll shoot as much as I want." We teased each other blatantly.

Over there, the other three couples had long lost interest in the delicious food and were all huddled together, kissing, touching breasts, and rubbing buttocks
. Ajiao's special clothes had long since fallen to the ground, her naked body swaying her large, white breasts.

The hostess, Xiaona, suggested that everyone dance naked together, which was met with unanimous and enthusiastic approval.

Without any hesitation, the four couples undressed, and eight naked bodies embraced each other as they entered
the living room . Soft, lingering music played gently. Following their previous pairings, a man and a woman embraced tightly,
swaying their bare hips and waists.

I pressed myself against Zhang Qiang's warm body, my face buried in his broad chest. Because I was shorter,
Zhang Qiang's hard penis pressed tightly against my stomach,
undulating from side to side with each slow dance. Some semen had already trickled from his urethra, sticky and slippery,
wetting my lower abdomen.

Zhang Qiang's left hand encircled my waist, while his right hand caressed my back and buttocks. Xiao Na's
aphrodisiac began to take effect; I felt burning hot all over, and my vagina felt like it was being gnawed by ants, unbearably itchy.
Thick, sticky vaginal fluid gradually welled up from my vulva, slowly trickling down my thighs.

I glanced around furtively. The three couples were just like us, entwined like snakes,
kissing and caressing each other. I especially peeked at Aqi; his eyes were closed, one hand
kneading Ajiao's plump buttocks, looking completely absorbed.

What a bastard! Men are all the same, all that talk about fidelity, bullshit! In that instant, all my
feelings for Aqi vanished, leaving only a physical, sexual craving. It was as if I suddenly understood: men and
women are just like that—men need women, women need men, they need each other, where does the affection come from!

At first, I had some reservations, afraid that being too promiscuous would upset Aqi, but now I didn't care. I
took Zhang Qiang's penis. I teased him passionately, "You've missed me for a long time, haven't you?"

Zhang Qiang nodded, "Last time I was bewitched by you, I kept replaying the moment I touched your breasts."

"Now you're satisfied, you don't have to sneak around anymore, you can touch me as much as you want today. Not only touch, you
can also eat me hard."

We both froze on the spot. Zhang Qiang opened his mouth wide and kissed my lips tightly, one hand reaching down to my
crotch, forcefully digging into my vagina. Clearly, he was a man with violent tendencies. I liked men
like , I liked being raped by men.

The other three couples also stopped dancing. Actually, it wasn't a dance at all, it was just men and
women rubbing together naked and obscenely.

The living room floor became a lewd bed. The four couples were tightly entwined, rolling around, occasionally bumping into
each other.

Zhang Qiang vigorously rubbed my full breasts, the strong aphrodisiac stimulating me, making me eager for him to take his penis
inside me immediately.

The moans of women and the panting of men mingled together, filling the center of the living room.

"What big tits!"

"Your ass is so full."

"Your cock is so hard, like an iron rod!"

"Your juices are flowing."

"Quick, my semen is flowing."

It was impossible to tell who was talking to whom. The air was filled with extremely obscene sounds.

"Hey, sisters, give your brothers a blowjob like I'm doing!"

Looking towards the voice, I saw Lili kneeling on the floor, sucking the cock of a kneeling man. I don't know when, but
her sexual partner had changed to Xie Dong.

"Come on, it's no fun playing in pairs. Men, stand up and form a circle. We women will take turns sucking your
cocks. Five minutes each, then we'll switch." I couldn't hear if it was Xiao Na or A Jiao who suggested it.

The men formed a circle in the middle of the room, and the four of us knelt before them. I started by sucking
Xie Dong's cock. The aphrodisiac drove me to a frenzy no less intense than the three of them. I opened my mouth as wide as possible, trying to
take their penises in deeper and suck harder. Next, it was Zhang Qiang, A Qi, and Jiang Hong's turn. Each penis
was sucked until the veins bulged and semen gushed out. After one round, my mouth was covered with
the semen of four men, and I couldn't tell who had ejaculated more.

Then, we continued to take turns sucking the penises of the four men. A Jiao said we'd see who was the biggest coward and who would ejaculate first.
In the end, all four men were very heroic; none of them ejaculated, and each of them just ejaculated a lot
. We had to admire their stamina. The oral skills of the four of us women were absolutely top-notch;
any other man would probably have ejaculated long ago.

The magic of lust was irresistible; we all lost our minds and went completely mad.
In our minds, there was no sky, no earth, no whole world; only primal lust remained. "

Releasing to the fullest, without reservation" was our motto. We have set the requirements for the on-site competition: Let's see who wins today.
The most lewd thing ever! It was the men's turn to lick our cunts. The four of us women knelt on the ground, faces outward, our buttocks
forming a circle inside. The four men knelt inside our circle, taking turns licking our cunts.

Each man was a master licker, their four lewd tongues licking, hooking, thrusting, and prying inside our cunts. Our
four swollen, horny cunts were like four breached dams, surging and overflowing with lustful fluids. The mouths
, noses, and cheeks of the four men were completely smeared with the fluids from our four horny cunts!

Almost all the sisters made requests, and I wasn't going to be left behind, so I asked them to lick our anuses. The four women cheered in unison, and the four men agreed in unison. "Good, it's our honor to lick the anuses

of your stunning little wench ." It was the first time I'd ever had my anus licked by men, and by four men at once! The wonderful was indescribable. I used to think that a woman's sensitive nerves were only in her vagina, but it turns out that the anus is just . In the end, I was so comfortable from being licked that I collapsed to the ground . The grand spectacle of oral sex began. Zhang Qiang quickly pushed me to the ground. He whispered to me that he had longed for me for a long time, and he couldn't let any other penis enter my vagina first. I felt that this guy really had feelings for me. This time, the four of us women were positioned with our heads facing outwards and our feet facing inwards, forming a circle. The four men each rode on top of us , taking turns oral sex in a clockwise direction. We had a special rule that the position we used for oral sex had to be the same each time, and after finishing one position, we would change positions. Sometimes we were lying on our backs, sometimes kneeling, sometimes they would lift our thighs, sometimes we would ride on top of them. We kept innovating the oral sex positions, trying out every . For the first time, the men all ejaculated into our vaginas. Although Zhang Qiang was the first to put his penis in my vagina , since ejaculation is based on each man's immediate action—he ejaculates on the spot whichever vagina he's in— it was Jiang Hong's penis that ejaculated into my vagina. At that moment, I no longer cared whose semen was in my vagina ; as long as it was a man's semen, I could get pleasure. After a short rest, we began our second orgy. This time, Xie Dong's penis was the first to put in my vagina, and the men wanted their semen to be ejaculated into our mouths, which we then swallowed. A small comedic accident occurred: besides Zhang Qiang successfully ejaculating his thick , Xie Dong also ejaculated when it was his turn to suck me. I got a great deal; within a few minutes, I swallowed the semen of two men. Xiao Na was unlucky; the men didn't ejaculate while sucking her, which made her furious and she cursed. Having learned from this experience, we added a special rule: if a woman received a man 's semen, the next man must control his ejaculation while having sex with her and instead ejaculate on another woman. We didn't plan to eat dinner; we just kept eating like crazy. At three in the morning, we were finally exhausted The men couldn't ejaculate a single drop of semen anymore, and the women's vaginas were all swollen like small steamed buns. Each of us women had received the semen of four men, meaning each of them had ejaculated sixteen times. We lay sprawled on a corner of the floor, eight bodies pressed tightly together, and we drifted off to sleep, exhausted .

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