Beautiful young woman's confession of infidelity

Chapter 1
My name is Han Yan, and I'm 22 years old. I graduated from a prestigious dance academy a year ago and now work for an underwear advertising company. I have a face and figure that other girls envy immensely. Back in middle school and university, I was voted the so-called school beauty by many bored boys, and I was always the focus of attention for all the men around me.
I've had countless suitors, but I didn't care about any of them because I don't have the same strong vanity as other beautiful girls. I just wanted a simple and warm family life and didn't want to be the center of attention. But in my sophomore year, persuaded by my friends, I participated in the provincial beauty pageant and unexpectedly won first place.
It was in that year that I met an intellectual named Dongming at the dance academy. Although he was shorter than me (I'm 1.72 meters tall, he's 1.69 meters tall) and severely nearsighted, he was very kind, honest, and talented. He gave me an unprecedented sense of intimacy, security, and family. At that moment, I knew he was the one I was willing to spend my life with, and after graduation, I married him without hesitation.
Many relatives and friends, including my parents, were puzzled by this, thinking that Dongming and I were mismatched. But I convinced them all, because I loved Dongming so deeply and was determined to spend my life with him. However,
on our wedding night, I discovered that Dongming was impotent. It turned out that Dongming had suffered a severe impact to his genitals as a child, causing him erectile dysfunction. Even when he could achieve an erection, he would ejaculate quickly.
After our marriage, Dongming planned to open a clothing factory. For the sake of his business, he traveled extensively, leaving us with little time together. Half a year of marriage had passed in the blink of an eye. Yet, after being a wife for six months, I was still a virgin.
Dongming, my dear, do you know that in the six months since we got married, your beloved wife has only had three unsuccessful sexual encounters with you… Your penis is too small, and it can never get hard; it can't even penetrate me… I ejaculate prematurely every time… As a result, I'm still a virgin…
To avoid affecting my husband's self-esteem, I lied and told him he had already slept with me… On the night of the Spring Festival, my husband's premature ejaculation problem hadn't been cured yet. Before I even felt anything, Dongming finished quickly, leaving me only with my own fantasies about sex: that feeling that makes my heart race and my face blush, that sweet sensation that makes me feel like I'm floating on air, that experience that makes my whole body weak and my soul sway—it all exists only in these fantasies.
Although Dongming's impotence and his long absences from home make me feel very helpless and lonely, it hasn't affected my love for Dongming at all.
After the Spring Festival, my husband went to Shanghai. I know that Dongming is wholeheartedly dedicated to running the factory for our family, to making our lives better, to realizing his ambitions and ideals. I must support him and not hold him back. I could only bury my resentment deep inside; I had to focus on my work.
I had made a decision in my heart: next time he came back, I would make him get penile lengthening surgery, and once the surgery was successful, I would give him my virginity. And I would never ask him to wear condoms again; I wanted him to truly feel my body, and I wanted to have a son for him so my days would no longer be lonely. Now, the desire to have a son for Dongming was growing stronger, and I eagerly awaited that day.
My husband had borrowed a lot of money to start a factory in Shanghai. To help him earn money to pay off his debts, with his consent, I went to work as a model for a famous lingerie advertising company. Because I had been a provincial beauty pageant champion, I easily found a job at this very famous lingerie company. The company boss was named Huang Yang, and we all called him General Manager Huang.
He was about forty years old, a notorious womanizer in the company, very ugly, but extremely strong, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and had a wife and children. Because he was extremely wealthy, it was rumored that he had slept with almost all the female models in the company. He also had a particular fondness for married women, and his wife didn't interfere, allowing him to seduce women everywhere. It was said that he had slept with at least a hundred married women alone.
After I joined the company, I immediately became the most beautiful woman there. The lecherous General Manager Huang naturally wouldn't let me off the hook, repeatedly taking advantage of me under various pretexts. Several times, he held my bare waist for extended periods while I was walking the runway in a bikini, and on two or three occasions, he touched my buttocks while I was wearing a bikini. Since he was my direct supervisor, I deeply resented his behavior, but I always kept quiet, as the company offered high salaries, and I desperately needed money to help my husband pay off his debts.
General Manager Huang found out about our debts, and one day in May, he finally made an inappropriate request to me in his office, saying that if I agreed to sleep with him, he would lend me a large sum of money to pay off my husband's debts. I firmly refused.
Seeing that I wouldn't agree, General Manager Huang locked the door from the inside, suddenly grabbed me, and wouldn't let go no matter how much I struggled. My small, white hands desperately pushed against Mr. Huang's strong, ox-like body, but I couldn't escape his clutches.
I never expected him to be so savage and try to rape me. I pleaded, "Mr. Huang... what... what are you going to do?... Ah... let go... please... please let go... please... I have a husband..." Mr. Huang tightened his grip on my slender waist, lewdly grinning, "...Heh... heh... Yanmei, my little beauty, I've wanted you for so long, today I'm going to fuck you no matter what! If you submit to me, I'll lend you a large sum of money; if you don't, I'll rape you." "But you won't get a single penny! Anyway, I'm going to have you, so you might as well just let me fuck you! Don't be afraid! You haven't tasted what my thing feels like yet, have you? Lots of women have tasted it, and I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy later..." I endured his lewd words with a blushing face, using my delicate, snow-white hands to push against the broad shoulders of this lustful man, and desperately arching my back to prevent him from touching my extremely mature, full, and towering breasts.
Despite my efforts, as time went on, I gradually felt powerless. I knew this was Mr. Huang's office, and the company was all his people. No matter how much I cried for help, no one would come to my rescue, and it was soundproof. I began to despair.
My resistance weakened, and Mr. Huang tightened his arms, finally pressing my chaste, delicate, soft, and full breasts tightly against his chest. "Mmm..." I let out a soft moan, feeling a little breathless. Never in my life had a man dared to rape me like this . The scent of a mature man's sweat penetrated my heart, and I blushed with shame, feeling a little dizzy, not knowing why. My beautiful and innocent heart was filled with both shame and anxiety.
Mr. Huang felt the breathtakingly beautiful woman in his arms, her delicate face like a flower, a virgin's unique fragrance permeating his senses. Two rapidly rising and falling, proud breasts pressed against my chest; even through the thin fabric, I could feel the two adorable protrusions on her soft, full breasts...
His blood surged, and he bent down, ignoring my struggles, cupping my buttocks and suddenly lifting me up. How could my stunning beauty and innocent charm be a match for the strong Mr. Huang? I pounded on him with my fists, growing increasingly desperate, my body becoming weaker and weaker. I shyly closed my dreamy, beautiful eyes.
Mr. Huang carried me, this desperate beauty, to the sofa and abruptly threw me, shy and helpless, onto the large sofa. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, I pleaded, "Mr. Huang...you...you can't...do this...please...please...I'm a married woman, let me go..." Mr. Huang chuckled wickedly, "Fine, since you'd rather forgo money than let me rape you, I'll have no choice but to be impolite!" Standing on the floor, Mr. Huang began to forcibly undress me.
I struggled desperately, resisting with all my might, but to no avail. Soon, his right hand loosened my belt, and he peeled my skirt down my legs, then pulled it all off, revealing my pink panties and stockings. Mr. Huang's actions became even more brutal; he took off my shoes and tore my stockings to shreds, revealing my long, white thighs!
I tried to resist, but Mr. Huang's left arm held me tightly, while his right hand began to unbutton my shirt. I struggled desperately to stop him, when suddenly, with a "hiss," I felt a chill on my chest. Mr. Huang had ripped my shirt open with brute force, buttons falling off one by one. He gave me no chance, then ripped off the torn shirt!
I was shocked. I was completely naked except for a pair of briefs and a bra. My exquisitely beautiful, smooth, and delicate body was almost entirely exposed to Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang's eyes were fixed on the beauty before him: my pink bra was semi-transparent, with lace trim, perfectly showcasing my slender, alabaster shoulders and my pair of fair, firm breasts. My virgin breasts, as smooth and lustrous as jade, were exceptionally full, so plump and tender, my proud and perfect breasts tight and full; on the towering peaks, the areolas, like moonlight, were faintly visible, their areolas rosy and jade-like, while the two tender and shy cinnabar dots were like red plum blossoms on a snowy mountain, gently swaying and blooming. My jade-like body was a beautiful sight with its undulating curves, its exquisite and protruding shape just right. The two full and perky breasts of my extremely high and tender breasts pushed up my bra, forming a high ridge and a deep cleavage between my breasts, which aroused the old lecher to the point of surging lust.
My alluring legs were smooth, white, warm, soft, and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat. They perfectly retained the firmness, softness, and luster of a young girl's legs. My pink panties, or rather, semi-transparent high-cut thongs, were so sheer that they couldn't completely conceal my slightly raised mons pubis and pubic hair. He could almost see the girlish cleavage between my mons pubis and the thick, dark sheen of my pubic hair.
Mr. Huang could no longer control himself and pressed down on me. Petite as I was, I was no match for Mr. Huang and was quickly pinned to the sofa. I was powerless to resist and could only beg for mercy.
"Mr. Huang...no...don't do this...please...please..." I pleaded, my heart filled with shame and fear, but I felt my body gradually losing its own. Under Mr. Huang's weight, my delicate body felt weak and powerless. His passionate, rough caresses were no longer so repulsive. As his chest pressed against my soft, perky breasts, a tingling pleasure gradually grew stronger, penetrating my heart and mind, making my whole body tremble and go limp.
Mr. Huang's large hand suddenly attacked my breasts. I hurriedly pushed him away, but just as his hand was about to touch my breasts, it suddenly slid downwards, plunging into my tightly closed thighs, pressing against my virgin vulva through my thin panties.
"No! No..." I cried out.
This sudden action caught me completely off guard, and I felt a pleasure I had never experienced before. He forcefully spread my legs apart, reaching between them and pressing down hard on my delicate, shy vulva, visible through my panties, groin and kneading it wantonly. A surge of youthful heat coursed through Mr. Huang's hands and into his brain.
At first, I tried to stop him with my hands, but I was powerless to pull them away. My beautiful face flushed crimson with shame. Apart from Dongming, no man had ever touched my private virginity so intimately. With Mr. Huang's forceful caresses, a tingling sensation spread through my heart, as if penetrating deep into my womb.
My lower body grew increasingly hot, and I clenched my legs tightly. The girl's exquisite face grew redder and redder, and her breathing became more rapid. Mr. Huang excitedly continued to tease the beautiful, pure, and lovely woman beneath him. He teased my delicate and shy vulva for a while, and from between my tightly closed, rosy slits, one drop... two drops... of clear, slippery, milky-white virgin love fluid gradually increased, eventually forming streams of slippery virgin dew that flowed out from my lower body, wetting my entire panty and sticking to his hand. I was extremely shy, my face flushed red, and I didn't know why my lower body was so wet and slippery.
I don't know when, but the small thong in Mr. Huang's hand was already soaked. He was overjoyed and kept forcefully caressing my genitals. I felt that I could no longer control the raging lust in my mind, nor the shameful physiological reactions in my body. My heart was filled with shame and fear, extremely shy and bashful. My delicate, flawless face turned bright red with embarrassment, and my body twisted helplessly.
My mind was blank, and I symbolically resisted. Although my heart was infinitely shy, I still couldn't suppress the blush-inducing moans that burst out of my mouth.
"Ah..." A hot and shy cry came from my small, beautiful, rosy lips, beginning my first shy moaning.
Mr. Huang wantonly caressed and teased my soft, delicate body. How could a pure virgin, untouched by human hands, withstand such teasing, especially that lewd hand that kept moving against my lower body, so roughly and passionately stroking and kneading the soft, tender vulva of this beautiful, innocent girl?
"Ah...ah...ah..." Mr. Huang thought the time was ripe to rape me. He stood up and began to take off his shirt. This was my last chance to escape, but I, beautiful as I was, was trying my best to suppress the surging, unfamiliar, frightening, and shameful lust in my mind. The normal physiological reactions that had been buried in the body of a mature girl for a long time were hard to quell once awakened. Seeing Mr. Huang's strong muscles, I was both shocked and frightened. It seemed that I was doomed today.
I felt shy and helpless, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. Knowing what was about to happen, I was terrified. The thought of being raped by the ugly, burly Mr. Huang, of losing my pure virginity to him, of my precious chastity and delicate, innocent body being possessed, defiled, and ravaged by this ugly middle-aged man, sent two streams of crystal tears slowly flowing from my beautiful eyes.
Mr. Huang stood beside me, looking at my almost naked body, his throat dry and his mouth dry, even swallowing saliva difficult, his desire burning fiercely.
"Mr. Huang...no...please...no...I have a husband..." I helplessly twisted my hot, mature body on the sofa. But Mr. Huang pressed down on me again. He wrapped his arms around me, first forcibly caressing my snow-white back, then suddenly grabbed my bra clasp, trying to tear it off!
I panicked, crying "no" and struggling desperately, twisting my body. The bra clasp didn't come undone, so Mr. Huang grabbed the bra straps on my shoulders and pulled them down forcefully. The straps slid down to my arms, revealing my beautiful, firm, and shyly plump breasts, almost bursting out, with pink areolas exposed, leaving only two red cherries still hidden. The bra stubbornly clung to my nipples, but each of my large breasts was mostly exposed.
Mr. Huang stared at my half-exposed, snow-white, high-rising, exquisite breasts, trembling shyly; a smooth, deep cleavage stretched between my erect breasts. These beautiful, delicate, and extremely high breasts were so fragrant and sweet, like jade, like cream, like honey, that Mr. Huang's eyes lit up, and his bright red cherries almost trembled.
I quickly covered my full breasts, which were about to be completely exposed, with my hands. A line of crystal tears slowly rolled down my beautiful eyes. Beneath my long, dark eyelashes, my beautiful eyes, like pools of autumn water, were closed shyly.
My pretty face was flushed with embarrassment. I cried out, "Mr. Huang, if you don't stop, you'll regret it! My husband won't let you get away with this rapist!" But Mr. Huang just chuckled lewdly, grabbed my legs with both hands, and spread my long, slender legs apart in an instant.
"Ah...ah...Mr. Huang...no...don't...you can't do this...oh...sigh...no...Mr. Huang...please...don't do it anymore..." My two snow-white thighs were completely open. My sacred and inviolable virgin territory was only protected by my soaked panties. If Mr. Huang pulled off my panties, my Eden would be completely exposed! Sure enough, Mr. Huang's hands slid down my snow-white thighs and grabbed the edge of my panties!
I knew that once my underwear was pulled down, I, still a virgin, would be raped by Boss Huang. I pitifully begged for mercy, covering my breasts with one hand while desperately pulling on my underwear with the other to prevent Boss Huang from pulling it down! Boss Huang tore at it forcefully, and the pink panties were pulled down a little, then a little more, revealing most of my snow-white, round buttocks, as well as most of my genitals and pubic hair, which greatly tempted the beastly old lecher in front of me.
If my underwear slipped down any further, Mr. Huang would have a clear view of the dark forest between my snow-white legs… that already wet and mysterious Eden! And I was almost losing my grip on my underwear! At
this critical moment, there was a rapid knock on the office door. I heard Mr. Huang's secretary and mistress, Xiaoxue, say from outside, "Mr. Huang, Han Yan's husband just came from Shanghai to see her, he's right outside!" Mr. Huang looked at the lamb to the slaughter before him, still clutching my underwear, hesitating for a long time before finally saying, "Tell him to wait a moment!" He reluctantly let go of me, made me put on my torn clothes, and threatened me not to tell my husband about this, or he would fire me. Then, he told Xiaoxue to arrange for my husband to wait for him in the reception room.
I secretly went back to the dressing room to change my clothes before going to the reception room to see my husband. I saw Mr. Huang chatting with Dongming, the two of them actually laughing and talking. It turned out that Mr. Huang, before he went into business twenty years ago, was actually a primary school physical education teacher at Dongming. The two hadn't seen each other for over a decade, and naturally, they exchanged pleasantries upon their chance encounter. Mr. Huang's actions made me too embarrassed to complain to my husband, so I could only stand shyly to the side.
Afterwards, I never dared to tell my husband about it, as it wasn't something to be proud of. I considered leaving the company, but my husband needed money to start a factory, so after he returned to Shanghai, I mustered the courage to go to work, though I was very wary of Mr. Huang and never went into his office alone.
However, since that incident, Mr. Huang didn't do anything to me. Instead, a few days later, he apologized, saying it was a moment of impulse that he had inappropriate thoughts about the wife of his former student, and he deserved to die. He even slapped himself. I needed the job, so I gradually forgave him. Later, he kept giving me expensive clothes, perfume, and jewelry, showering me with attention. I accepted the gifts, but never reciprocated.
A while ago, Mr. Huang went to Shanghai on a two-day business trip. Due to business reasons, he ran into my husband there. They seemed to get along very well and even became friends. I sometimes reminded my husband that he wasn't a good person, but he didn't take it seriously. He even praised his former PE teacher, saying he was a good person and had helped him close a big deal, making him a lot of money and paying off his debts. Seeing how good Mr. Huang was to our family, I finally forgave him completely.
My husband was very frustrated that I couldn't get pregnant. One day in July, my husband finally returned from Shanghai. He said to me, "Do you have any free time this weekend? Want to go out and have some fun?" I asked, puzzled, "I do have time, but where should we go for vacation?" "You'll know when we get there! It's no fun if you tell me!" Dongming said mysteriously. My husband and I agreed to try to conceive during this vacation.
Before leaving on Saturday, I was changing clothes in the bathroom. Admiring her body in the mirror, her cloud-like black hair cascaded down, revealing a forehead of white jade, two delicately arched eyebrows, and eyes as deep as autumn water and as beautiful as stars, exuding a cold, arrogant, and melancholic expression. Her slightly upturned nose, sensual red lips, and smooth chin were all exquisitely beautiful and alluring, truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms and shame the moon and flowers.
Her extremely full, delicate, and luscious breasts trembled slightly, their hemispherical peaks perfectly rounded and pointed, with exceptionally soft lines and an exceptionally white complexion, the smooth and delicate skin shimmering with a white glow. The pointed cherries were slightly upturned, the two small, round, rosy nipples on top like two blooming red plum blossoms standing proudly under the dazzling lights in a snowstorm.
Her body was crystal clear and snow-white, slender and graceful, with perfectly proportioned curves, as if meticulously sculpted. Her full breasts stood erect, a pair of snow-white, pinkish-white peaks, plump and perfectly pointed, the pale pink buds like two cherries that any man could resist taking a bite of. Below, her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, the perfect lines extending downwards to form two beautiful arcs with her tender, full buttocks. A lovely navel was set in her smooth abdomen. Further down, the alluring petals of her pubic hair, arousing to the point of being breathtaking, were faintly visible, shyly hiding in her beautiful garden. Looking in the mirror, I knew my sexy body would arouse strong desire in any man, but I absolutely could not betray Dongming, and I could never let something like the near-rape by Boss Huang happen again.
For this special day with my husband, I specially wore a brand-new, sexy outfit. This sexy outfit, made in France, was a gift from Boss Huang… a pure white, sexy, low-cut, tight-fitting tank top and super-short shorts. A low-cut, cropped tank top tightly hugged my incredibly high and full breasts, revealing just the right amount of them and my sexy cleavage, while also showing off my smooth, white abdomen, belly button, and slender waist.
Besides the sexy outerwear, I decided to choose a set of incredibly alluring lingerie from my wardrobe, determined to present a completely different image, showcasing my most perfect and sexy curvaceous figure.
To match this bright, low-cut, backless white tank top and shorts, I specifically wore a very seductive, sheer thong. Considering that the shorts already fully exposed my fair and slender legs and were quite translucent, I chose a matching white, lace-trimmed sheer thong. As for a bra, I hadn't originally intended to wear one, but fearing the tank top would be too see-through, I also chose a white, lace-trimmed sheer bra, which was also quite sexy.
As noon quietly arrived that day, I was all ready from early morning. An hour earlier, I had already dressed and made up, my heart pounding with excitement as I eagerly awaited this long-awaited moment to meet my husband. I was astonished by the sight of my reflection in the mirror—the form-fitting, revealing outfit highlighting my curves and alluring beauty
. Was that really me? I was more sexy than ever before! I was sure I looked incredibly hot and seductive. I couldn't wait to see the look of surprise on my husband's face when he saw me before we made love.
Just imagining him seeing me dressed so alluringly, so hot and sexy, with that seductive and alluring figure… made me smile, and my earlobes felt warm. Even my private parts, beneath my underwear, felt itchy and damp—if my husband recovered, tonight, I could give him my virginity.
I had already taken my temperature, and the result was very pleasing. Just as I had expected, it confirmed that I was ovulating these past two days, everything was perfect.
After getting ready, I followed Dongming to the entrance of a farm. The summer sky was a clear, deep blue, stretching to the horizon where lush green grass met the occasional white cloud, making us feel like we were in a fairyland.
In the warm sunshine, I gently held Dongming's hand, my joyful mood even brighter than the weather, my carefree spirit even more relaxed than the clouds. Dongming and I were about to share one of the most beautiful and heartwarming moments of our lives.
That day, I was wearing this sexy outfit, except I wasn't wearing a hat or a black bodysuit, and I had changed my shorts to white ones, and I was wearing sneakers. It was my first time traveling so far, and with the possibility of conception, I was inevitably both excited and nervous. We were as affectionate as twin dolls; anyone could tell we were a young couple.
That evening, Dongming went to the room we had booked in advance. He opened the door and went inside. Although simply furnished, it was clean and tidy, with a small balcony and a hidden door leading to the next room. I immediately collapsed onto the bed.
"Don't rush!" Dongming turned off the light and pulled back a curtain in the bathroom. Behind the curtain was a large, tinted glass pane, and on the other side was another room. From the glass, we could see everything in the next room. On the other side of that room was a bathroom with a beaded curtain, and I could vaguely see a couple showering.
"So you brought me here to watch people shower? How boring!" My face flushed red to my neck, and I turned to leave.
"Don't rush! This is two-way glass. We can see next door, but they can't see us unless they turn on the light and pull the curtain. The real show is yet to come! After they're done showering, they'll come to bed and make love. You probably don't know how other people make love. Aren't you curious? I have premature ejaculation, and I heard that watching others make love can cure it, so I brought you here, hoping it will help us." Dongming quickly pulled me back and explained.
So that's how it is. I've forgiven my husband, and I hope this really can cure his illness.
As we were talking, the person in the bathroom came out—a strong, naked man in his forties—and carried a woman of about twenty years old, completely naked, to the bed. The man stood beside the bed, spreading the woman's two fair, delicate thighs apart. This time I saw clearly that the man was actually our company's boss, General Manager Huang! And the woman was our company's female model, my best friend, Li Qingqing!
Seeing General Manager Huang and my best friend having an affair, I, who had almost been raped by him, fearfully said to my husband, "He's my boss!" "I know. Your General Manager Huang told me this method. He told me to wait in this room and watch the show." "Does he know we're watching?" "Of course he knows, but it's okay. He wants to help us. Our married life isn't very harmonious; we should learn something. He was my elementary school PE teacher, and he promised to help us." I was very unhappy to hear this. What PE teacher? He's clearly a big pervert! No wonder he quit teaching and went into prostitution; he must have been fired from school! How could my husband so easily agree to something like this with Mr. Huang? How could I tell a lecherous man like him about something between us? Ugh, it's all my fault for not telling him about the time I almost got raped by Mr. Huang!
Seeing my displeasure, my husband comforted me, "It's okay. If Mr. Huang mentions it, just say we weren't here." "Okay," I said, slightly relieved. I was shy, but curiosity made me look across the room.
Because Li Qingqing's head was facing the glass, I couldn't see her vulva, only a tuft of dark hair below her abdomen. Mr. Huang's penis, however, was clearly visible. This was the first time I'd seen Mr. Huang's fully exposed penis! I only knew he was a lecherous man who had slept with many women in our company. Last time he tried to rape me, he didn't take off his underwear, and I was only focused on struggling and begging for mercy, so I never paid attention to his genitals!
Now, when Mr. Huang's penis was completely exposed before my eyes, I was truly stunned!
A massive, over twenty-centimeter-long penis stood erect between Mr. Huang's legs, nearly as thick as an arm, with two enormous scrotums hanging below, hidden in extremely thick pubic hair!
"My God, I never imagined Mr. Huang was so strong! He's worlds apart from my husband! Luckily, I wasn't raped by him last time..." I thought to myself, secretly relieved.
At that moment, Mr. Huang aimed his enormous glans at Li Qingqing's dark pubic area and forced it in, laboriously inserting about half of his thick, hard penis into my friend's body, but because it was so thick and long, he couldn't go any deeper!
Dongming said casually, "That's called intercourse. You, Mr. Huang, insert your penis into the woman's vagina, and both of you will experience pleasure. Look at the expression on that woman's face, how intoxicated she is. I see you, Mr. Huang, frequently thrusting your thick, hard penis in and out of her vagina, not only exciting the woman but also making yourself happy!" Hearing my husband praise this old lecher so highly, I felt very dissatisfied. He was the lecher who had once tried to rape my wife! He almost succeeded last time! He's slept with countless women, you just don't know it! But although Mr. Huang is a womanizer, he certainly has the looks and talent to back it up—he's way better than my husband in that respect! Lost in
thought, my husband's phone rang. His business partner needed to see him again. Why now? My husband apologized, saying he had to go out for a bit. How could I stay here alone? I quickly said, "I'll go with you." But my husband said, "No need, I'll be back in an hour. You wait for me here, don't forget our promise for tonight! We're going to have a healthy baby boy!" "But…" Before I could finish, my husband had already left the room.
My gaze returned to Mr. Huang and my friend. Now I was the only one in the room "enjoying" this hot sex scene. I saw Li Qingqing's eyes half-closed, her mouth opening and closing as if she were moaning. But I couldn't hear anything through the glass. The muscular Mr. Huang thrust for a while, then lay down on the bed, with Li Qingqing straddling him, her vulva encased in his enormous penis.
Chapter Two:
And then Mr. Huang played with her pair of high, alabaster-white breasts. At this moment, Li Qingqing was facing the glass, her vulva clearly visible. Her pubic area, covered in dark hair, had two bright red labia, currently clamping Mr. Huang's incredibly thick penis.
Li Qingqing busily lifted and lowered her hips, but she could never sit on Mr. Huang's stomach; nearly a third of his penis remained outside her vagina, demonstrating its immense length and thickness! I had never witnessed such a vivid scene of lovemaking. The thought of being raped by Mr. Huang last time made me blush with shame.
This was Li Qingqing and me modeling for the company's lingerie fashion show; the one on the right in the red swimsuit is Li Qingqing. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but her breasts were very full; we were both known in the company for having the biggest breasts.
However, we once compared them privately, and mine was slightly larger, firmer, and whiter.
Now, my best friend Li Qingqing had become Mr. Huang's plaything!
As she lifted her hips, Mr. Huang's penis was expelled from her vagina, along with the tender flesh inside. When she lowered her hips, her labia receded, and half of his thick, hard penis was swallowed by her vagina. This continued for a while, then Mr. Huang picked up Li Qingqing again, stood on the ground, grabbed her large breasts with both hands, and as he thrust his hips, his thick, hard penis pumped wildly in and out of her vagina. This was the first
time in my life I had witnessed Mr. Huang having such intense sex with another woman! My husband wasn't around, and my hand involuntarily pressed lightly against my own vulva. I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, my heart pounding at the scene unfolding before me, at the intense stimulation I felt, and at the guilt I felt towards my husband…
Mr. Huang had slept with many of our female colleagues; he was a master womanizer. He almost raped me; he even touched my virginity last time… Thinking of this, I felt like a stranded fish, my mouth agape, struggling to breathe. My entire body felt like it was about to erupt with magma; waves of heat coursed through me. My clothes seemed to evaporate from the heat, clinging tightly to me. The boiling heat made it even harder to breathe. Watching
Mr. Huang and Li Qingqing's intense lovemaking made me see stars and feel dizzy. I longed for the cold tiles behind me to help me. I rolled over and lay face down on the tiles. The coolness from the tiles didn't reduce my body heat; instead, it stimulated my body, my nipples, and my whole body ached unbearably. A hot flow gushed from my vagina, seemingly slowly trickling down my underwear… I slumped to the ground, my legs twisting violently, as if trying to relieve the itch in my genitals and hide the leaking fluids… I saw Mr. Huang's enormous penis enjoying Li Qingqing's vagina, and he knew I was watching! I knew Mr. Huang had aroused my desire.
Losing control, I collapsed to the floor, thankfully alone in the room. I decided to seize the opportunity to secretly masturbate to relieve my burning desire. Ever since I was almost raped by Boss Huang, I don't know why, but I gradually learned to masturbate. For the past two months, as a young virgin, I often relied on masturbation to pass
the time when I was lonely. Now I wanted masturbation to bring me pleasure... My right hand couldn't help but lift up my vest and reach inside, pulling aside my bra and forcefully squeezing my usually proud breasts, kneading and squeezing them hard, while occasionally flicking my already erect nipples. At this moment, I realized that my breasts were really full, and my small hands couldn't even grasp them.
My left hand naturally slipped inside my shorts, unzipped them, and pulled aside my underwear. I pinched her swollen, virginal labia, which were covered in vaginal fluid, with two fingers. The area was incredibly slippery, and the tingling and itching in my lower body intensified. I stopped caressing her labia and instead pressed my thumb against her protruding clitoris, quickly rubbing and poking it... At that moment, I saw Mr. Huang's mouth on Li Qingqing's pink nipple, raping her as he walked, while Li Qingqing, completely naked, actively moved her hips up and down in Mr. Huang's arms, constantly moaning something!
"Shameless!" I cursed my best friend inwardly, but then I thought, weren't I also aroused by their lewd sex? And last time, when Mr. Huang played with my genitals, didn't I moan too? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start to squeeze my sore clitoris hard, and streams of lustful fluid gushed from my vagina.
Mr. Huang stood and thrust for a while before laying Li Qingqing down on the bed. He knelt between her legs, lifted them onto his shoulders, and began an even more ferocious attack. My friend immediately opened her mouth wide and screamed, but I couldn't hear her.
But from this angle, I could clearly see the magnificent scene of Li Qingqing and Mr. Huang's union. I saw Mr. Huang's huge penis thrusting in and out of my friend's tender red labia, with lustful fluid flowing freely, and there were obvious traces of blood on the shaft.
"I never imagined Li Qingqing would give her virginity to Boss Huang!" Knowing that Boss Huang had defiled Li Qingqing's virginity, I stared in astonishment at the rapid thrusting at their point of contact, my masturbation becoming faster and faster. I watched, thought, and masturbated simultaneously, feeling so comfortable and exhilarated!
"Mmm... mmm..." Pleasure erupted from my lips, while my thumb rubbed even more frantically. Gushing milky white fluid flowed from my vagina, down my perineum, onto my anus, and dripped onto my pants.
My fingers, now covered in vaginal fluid, glistened on my white thighs during the frenzied movements, shimmering with a lewd light under the room's lamplight... I frantically thrust my index finger into my vagina, plunging it in rapidly and desperately, just being careful not to break my hymen, because that was meant for my husband. My eyes were glazed over, and I fantasized about Dongming's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina. But soon the image of my husband's small penis faded, gradually transforming into Huang Zong's enormous penis raping me... Huang Zong's image appeared unexpectedly, jolting me awake. I cursed myself for being so lewd, for letting a lecher like Huang Zong rape me... But Huang Zong's appearance made my body even more aroused. The movement of my index finger couldn't satisfy the rising pleasure within me, so I also thrust my middle finger into my vagina... "I'm still a virgin. What if Huang Zong knew I was masturbating in front of him?..." "Huang Zong is right across from me. Masturbating like this is so exciting. I've never felt this way before... Who cares... Let me fly... Mmm... Mmm..." I abandoned my last shred of consciousness and indulged in the impending climax.
“…Mr. Huang it is…maybe even better…um…” In my fantasy, Mr. Huang’s body became clearer. Thinking of the magnificence of Mr. Huang’s penis, my fingers moved even more frantically…
I watched Mr. Huang’s huge penis ravaging Li Qingqing. I opened my mouth and began to moan softly and ecstatically: “Oh…Dongming…Mr. Huang…his penis is so big…it’s really much bigger than yours…Dongming…oh…I…I’m so scared…of being raped by him…Is he going to rush over now…ah ah…it feels so good.” For a moment, I forgot that Mr. Huang was in the room across the street.
“…um…ah…” I twisted my thighs, the pleasure was about to reach my peak! At this moment, I saw my friend’s legs tightly wrapped around Mr. Huang’s strong waist, her whole body trembling and spasming! I think she might have reached orgasm! I also nervously clenched my fingers. I felt a hot spring gushing out from my uterus. The arrival of the tense and exciting orgasm dragged me from the almost collapsing pleasure back to reality. I finally came to my senses temporarily.
But Mr. Huang across from me showed no signs of ejaculating. He kept changing sexual positions, ravaging Li Qingqing until she was nearly dead. Scenes of intense sex unfolded before my eyes, and I couldn't help but masturbate again, secretly blaming my husband for leaving his newlywed wife alone in such a lewd place! About an hour passed like this, and I continued masturbating. Finally, Mr. Huang's body trembled a few times and then stopped moving.
I saw Mr. Huang's large penis pressed firmly against the woman's vagina, and a stream of white fluid mixed with a trace of red blood squeezed out. I knew that Li Qingqing and Mr. Huang had both orgasmed simultaneously. At the same time, "Bang...bang..." there was a knock on the door. I knew my husband was back. My heart was pounding at its fastest. I was completely dazed; watching others have sex was so exciting. My buttocks were twitching rhythmically, and I was breathing softly, my legs clamping tightly around my fingers, reaching my nth orgasm. I had overdone it today, so I quickly straightened my clothes, not daring to let my husband see that I had masturbated. At this moment, Mr. Huang left Li Qingqing's body, revealing a small, white fluid filling the small opening between her rosy labia.
My friend Li Qingqing was nestled beside Mr. Huang. The room quieted down, and a naked man and woman lay silently on the large bed. I nervously opened the door, but my husband, oblivious to my lapse, glanced across the room as soon as he entered. Seeing that they had finished, he said regretfully, "What a pity, we missed a good show." I said shyly, "What's so interesting? It's embarrassing." Dongming put down the curtain and said, "They must have had a good time." I said, "How would I know if they were comfortable? You're so focused on the company's business, you don't understand the pleasures of life at all!" I threw myself into Dongming's arms, pressing my full breasts against his chest, my tender belly rubbing against his penis. Dongming said wearily, "I'll wash up first!" "Let's wash together!" I said, pulling Dongming into the bathroom, which was also separated from the other side by glass partitions. To avoid being seen by Mr. Huang across the street, I drew the curtain. Then Dongming first rinsed himself thoroughly, followed by a very careful rinse of my smooth little vulva.
Now, under the bright light, I lifted one leg to rinse my genitals, the contents of my vulva completely exposed. My snow-white vulva, my delicate pink labia, and my rosy opening were so alluring. Dongming was captivated, itching to immediately insert his penis.
We played in the water together, Dongming holding me in his arms, teasing me relentlessly. He fondled my breasts, then explored my vulva, indulging in his sensuality. Before long, I was in ecstasy, and I was naturally very satisfied with Dongming's provocative abilities.
I simply let my husband admire my body. We rinsed and soaked in the water, still embracing each other. When my soft little hands touched Dongming, his small penis quickly became erect. So I slowly spread my two snow-white thighs, mimicking Li Qingqing's actions next door, facing the two-way glass, and had Dongming lie on my back. I immediately guided his penis to my vaginal opening from behind. My virginity was about to be given to my husband! I longed for him to deflower me!
However, just as his glans touched the edge of my virgin vagina, he ejaculated.
I couldn't accept this sudden reality; my legs trembled, and I was delirious. When Dongming pulled away, he quickly told me to clamp my legs together to keep the semen inside me longer, hoping to get pregnant. I was disappointed, but not wanting my husband to feel ashamed, I comforted him, saying, "It's no use, it all came out. But it's okay, maybe you were too excited today, it'll definitely work tomorrow." It felt like an eternity before I finished washing up and slept with Dongming for the night. That night, I had a wet dream; I dreamt that Boss Huang raped me.
The next day, I was still wearing a crop top and super-short hot pants. Because it was so hot, I didn't wear a bra.
While having a buffet lunch at the farm restaurant, a band of musicians was playing country-style music in the orchestra pit. The lighthearted rhythms of the electric guitars and cellos, combined with the percussive beats of the maracas, probably relaxed everyone's nerves. At that moment, Dongming kept ordering beer and drinking. I noticed that Xiaoxue, Mr. Huang's secretary and mistress, was sitting next to him, and the two seemed to be chatting happily.
I was furious. I thought to myself, how could my husband be so intimately chatting with such a flirtatious woman, leaving his wife aside? I grabbed Dongming's hand and asked him to come with me to get food. Unexpectedly, he told me to find a seat myself. I stormed off, feeling resentful that I was still a virgin after a year of marriage and being treated so coldly by my husband. As I went to get my food, I suddenly felt someone secretly watching me. I turned around and was shocked to see it was Mr. Huang. While we were getting food at the counter, he came over and greeted me.
To the man who had once attempted to rape me, I merely smiled faintly and offered no response. I lowered my head, lost in thought. When I realized I had neglected Mr. Huang, I looked up to find him intently watching me, his gaze fixed on my sexy cleavage! His eyes were so fiery, so undisguised, without the slightest attempt to conceal it—the same burning intensity that Dongming often displayed during our passionate courtship.
Because I wasn't wearing a bra, I knew very well how attractive my firm, high breasts, exposed by a high-cut, tight-fitting tank top, were to men. I just never expected that a womanizer like Mr. Huang would lose his composure like this… Mr. Huang's burning gaze on my breasts made me blush with shame. I remembered two months ago when Mr. Huang had stripped me down to only my underwear and bra, and had used his hands to make my genitals wet; he was almost raped me. And yesterday, I witnessed Mr. Huang raping Li Qingqing. I felt a little agitated and uneasy… “What’s wrong, Yanzi? Did something unpleasant happen?” Mr. Huang asked gently when he saw me look up.
“No… nothing… I was just spacing out…” I said apologetically to Mr. Huang. He was clearly staring lecherously at my breasts, yet he still questioned me… My breasts are naturally very well-shaped. Because I love dancing and sports, they're firm and slightly perky. Plus, if breasts are full enough, a low-cut, cropped, tight-fitting tank top without a bra easily accentuates their shape. This kind of revealing tank top is especially attractive to men. If Mr. Huang glances at my neckline, he can see most of my snow-white breasts. If he's close enough, looking down, he can even roughly see my bright red nipples.
It's very hot today, and I know my body's characteristics; my nipples will definitely be very prominent. Looking down from the front, those two erect cherries will be clearly visible. Mr. Huang is very tall, and his gaze is entirely from above; he probably saw my nipples!
Although I was somewhat annoyed by Mr. Huang's lecherous stare at my breasts, remembering that I had once stolen his lovemaking and his enormous penis, I silently accepted his passionate gaze. Thinking about this situation gave me a strange feeling. Like a child stealing for the first time, I was both scared and excited, with endless thrills…
and at the same time, I vaguely felt that wearing this outfit today wasn't a waste. Just then, Mr. Huang suggested we have lunch together. I saw Dongming still drinking and chatting with Xiaoxue, and a feeling of revenge welled up inside me, so I sat down opposite Mr. Huang and ate with him. Mr. Huang complimented me on how good I looked in the outfit he had given me, and I politely thanked him for it.
Mr. Huang occasionally told funny stories and jokes, making me laugh uncontrollably. I was really happy, and gradually I relaxed. Although I knew very well that Mr. Huang was leering at my chest, I didn't mind. Although he almost raped me last time, it was two months ago.
Having worked with him for the past six months, I was already used to his gaze, but I had never worn such revealing clothes before, allowing him to look at my chest so closely. Oh well, let him look. It's not my fault I'm beautiful! Besides, I even saw Mr. Huang's manhood yesterday!
After lunch, Mr. Huang invited me to dance in the ballroom on the second floor. Of course, I couldn't agree; he clearly had ulterior motives! I explained that my husband was there and I needed to get his permission, hoping to discourage him.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang was shameless and actually dragged me to ask Dongming. I thought Dongming would refuse, but he was preoccupied with drinking and chatting with Xiaoxue and readily agreed: "Yanzi, why don't you dance with Mr. Huang for a while? He's a great dancer; I knew that when I was in elementary school." Mr. Huang turned to me and said, "Yanmei, your husband has already agreed, so please give me some face." Hearing Mr. Huang call me Yanmei in front of my husband made my face turn completely red. My husband, a little drunk, seemed not to hear and continued talking to Xiaoxue.
I graduated with a degree in dance and love to dance, but I haven't danced since becoming a wife.
Ever since I was almost raped by Mr. Huang, I've been on guard against him. But now, with his charming demeanor, comfortable attire, and especially his imposing physique, it's unlikely I could refuse. Besides, he's my future boss, and he holds my future in his hands. Mr. Huang is a womanizer and has slept with many women, but that's his private life, and I have no right to interfere. Mr.
Huang once tried to rape me, but he was my husband's physical education teacher twenty years ago, and he's repented. Now that even my husband agrees, there's nothing I can do about it. So, I smiled playfully and replied, "Whatever the boss says...hehe." Mr. Huang's large hand suddenly grasped my small hand. I was a little angry that my husband so easily agreed to me dancing with another man, so I deliberately provoked him by letting Mr. Huang hold my hand to see my husband's reaction. Unexpectedly, my husband, drunk, completely ignored me. I was furious, so I deliberately took Mr. Huang's hand and went with him to the dance hall on the second floor. We quickly entered the dance floor.
I found this dance hall very erotic; the dancers' movements were suggestive, and the music was arousing. But what did it matter? I was an adult, and Mr. Huang was over forty, and also my husband's physical education teacher. We were just there to dance.
As the provincial beauty pageant champion, my features were already those of a beauty, and now, with light makeup and such a sexy outfit, my smooth, snow-white legs were completely exposed from calves to thighs, making my long, jade-like legs appear even more slender. My simple, natural, waist-length hair perfectly complemented the sexiness of my upper body, making me even more stunning and irresistibly charming. As soon as I entered the dance floor, all eyes were drawn to me.
At this moment, the music changed to a slow waltz. I placed my hands on Mr. Huang's shoulders, and he put his arm around my slender, bare waist, and we danced to the rhythm. As we danced, time flew by in our pleasure, and I gradually felt that Mr. Huang was so pleasing and so attractive to me.
Since his failed attempt to rape me last time, he not only didn't fire me, but apologized, took good care of me at work, provided me with many expensive clothes and perfumes, often spent time with me, and even helped my husband pay off his debts. He's been so good to me.
I know Mr. Huang might still try to rape me again, but he's been very kind to me lately, and I'm quite grateful and even a little fond of this forty-something boss, so dancing with him is really enjoyable! However, I instinctively remain cautious because I recently caught him in bed with my best friend. He's incredibly sexually potent, a real lecher, and extremely strong—no wonder he was my husband's former PE teacher.
If he really wants to rape me again, I won't be as lucky as last time! Therefore, even though he only gently put his arm around my bare waist as a gentleman during our slow dance… I still try to maintain a proper distance from him.
But as time went on, I felt that Mr. Huang was a very professional and manly dancer, and gradually my guard was lowered. I slowly got used to his hands around me, and even found myself starting to like and long for his hands to linger on my bare waist, sliding over my high, round buttocks.
It had been so long since I had danced. The feeling of dancing together to the beautiful melody made me feel that the close embrace was so wonderful, so exhilarating... My heart began to wait, anticipating the playing of each slow dance tune. Alas! Many things are wonderful, but some things are really embarrassing.
The problem was that when Mr. Huang danced with his arm around my bare waist, because my breasts were quite full, his strong and muscular body would rub against my sensitive body under my thin, tight-fitting tank top as it swayed with the music, directly stimulating my virgin nipples that were only separated by a transparent bra and tank top, thus indirectly arousing the strings hidden deep within me.
This was the first time I wore such sexy clothing and encountered this situation, which aroused me to the point of being incredibly sexually aroused and itchy.
Although my husband has premature ejaculation, he always teases my nipples and touches my nipples, which quickly arouses me and makes me automatically start to demand his masculine pride. I am ready to ejaculate when he penetrates me, but then my husband unexpectedly ejaculates again, so I am still a virgin.
My nipples are one of my erogenous zones, and also the most sensitive spot.
My husband knows my secrets very well, but now, the man using his chest to manipulate my nipples and make them erect is another man who almost raped me. A womanizer I know all too well, my boss and husband's former PE teacher… Mr. Huang.
This romantic afternoon, we danced one song after another. When we got tired or the music ended, we would hold hands and return to our seats, drink some wine, chat, and relax our racing hearts. When the music started again, or after we had rested enough, Mr. Huang and I would go back to the dance floor, immersing ourselves in the beautiful melody.
Many times, almost every time we returned to our seats after the music ended, Mr. Huang's gaze would drift to my hot, sexy body, his hand intentionally or unintentionally lingering on my bare waist, stroking me and making me sit comfortably in my chair.
These actions, this admiring and amazed look, made me feel hot all over. Moreover, Mr. Huang kept glancing at my lower body. I was terrified that when he stared so rudely at my protruding belly, he might see through the transparent thong under my white shorts and discover my already overflowing virginity. My
erect nipples were impossible to hide; I just hoped he wouldn't notice that I was already aroused and waiting for that long-awaited filling. I could read his intense possessiveness in his eyes! Perhaps fearing that my beautiful body might one day be lost to Mr. Huang, I suddenly longed, longed, longed to rush to my husband's side... I longed for
him to take my virginity, I longed so much! As the provincial beauty queen, I couldn't possibly lose my virginity to a lecherous man like Mr. Huang! But, husband, why are you drinking and chatting with other women, while making me dance with Mr. Huang, the lecherous man who almost raped me? Thankfully, Mr. Huang's dancing skills were superb, giving me a long-lost romance that made me forget the unpleasantness of my husband easily agreeing to let me dance with someone else.
Elegant, dignified, gentle, and graceful, I gradually melted under Mr. Huang's burning gaze and passionate embrace. My soft body leaned against his broad chest, feeling his strong, powerful heartbeat, each beat seeming to knock open my heart. My
composure was in turmoil; my beautiful eyes were half-closed, my clear, deep gaze becoming moist and confused. With each sway of my feet, our pressed bodies gradually warmed as we rubbed against each other, my cheeks flushing.
Sometimes, Mr. Huang would deliberately breathe on my snow-white neck and my pearly earlobes, teasing them. A woman's earlobes are naturally sensitive, and under the man's warm breath, they became even more itchy and tingling, stimulating me to the point of restlessness and fluttering emotions.
Mr. Huang held my beautiful, sexy body tightly, so full and soft it was intoxicating. My angelic face was filled with a thousand kinds of irresistible charm, utterly alluring.
I never imagined I would be attracted to a man other than my husband, that Mr. Huang would arouse such strong desire in me! I knew it was because I had witnessed Mr. Huang and Li Qingqing making love. In my 22 years of being so beautiful, I was still a virgin, and I had never danced so intimately with a man before. I had also drunk some alcohol, and today was my ovulation day, which indirectly caused me to go to the bathroom twice to wipe away the sticky fluid flowing from my virgin vagina.
Slightly tipsy from a few drinks, I started chatting and laughing. Several slow, intimate dances made us both very happy. The physical contact brought us closer, and I linked arms with him, we talked about life and found ourselves very compatible. I felt that Mr. Huang was a good friend. As my husband's former elementary school physical education teacher, he was almost twenty years older than me, like an older brother. Since he was like an older brother to me, it wasn't wrong to chat with him while holding his arm, especially since I wanted to get revenge on my husband for his impulsiveness.
Down on the dance floor, we danced and talked, gradually revealing ourselves to be open about everything. I had come to consider him a confidant, and while dancing with him with my arms around his neck, I talked about various things between my husband and me.
Mr. Huang was indeed a shrewd businessman, a popular man with women, and a leader. While I danced and chatted with him, he always skillfully steered the conversation back to our marriage, and he always managed to get me to confide in him.
So, as we talked, I told this man who had almost raped me about the sex my husband and I had been looking forward to, our plans to have a child that night… the promise my husband and I had been looking forward to for so long, and the failed sex we had yesterday.
When he asked us in a magnetic tone why we hadn't wanted children before, I finally couldn't help but reveal the regrets we had about our sex life, our many frustrations with pregnancy and conception, and even, under Mr. Huang's questioning, I told him about my husband's impotence and premature ejaculation, and asked him how to cure his sexual dysfunction. Mr. Huang professionally explained sexual knowledge to me.
It had been a long time since I'd had a conversation like this with someone. Perhaps because I had no one to confide in before, I realized I'd revealed too many private things about my marriage. I told Mr. Huang about all our intimate sexual matters, letting him know that I was hoping to have a child today, that I hadn't had sex for five months, and even telling him about my menstrual cycle and that today was my ovulation day…
When I mentioned that today was my ovulation day, I suddenly noticed Mr. Huang tightening his grip on my waist, his genitals swollen and engorged, repeatedly touching the inside of my bare feet! I knew perfectly well that his thing had just violated my best friend Li Qingqing yesterday; did he want to violate me too…? Otherwise, how could it have become so large?
This was perhaps the reason Mr. Huang was so successful in the business world. Although his desire to possess someone was obvious, he could still get them to confide, understand them through listening, and then seize the most opportune moment to take the most effective action to achieve his goals.
However, I didn't tell Mr. Huang that I was still a virgin. I knew that many of my colleagues who were originally virgins, including my best friend Li Qingqing, had been deflowered by him. I couldn't let him know this secret, as it might trigger his lust and lead him to rape me again.
I knew Mr. Huang was well aware that I had seen him having sex with Li Qingqing last night, so I was afraid he would bring it up. As I was lost in thought, I suddenly felt Mr. Huang's large member touch my bulging pubic area, which was tightly covered by my shorts. I immediately blushed and quickly grabbed Mr. Huang's hand, saying we should go back to our seats to rest, to cover up my embarrassment.
We returned to our seats to chat and drink, but soon the beautiful music started playing again, and couples walked hand in hand onto the dance floor. Mr. Huang's damned gaze once again fell upon my already erect and prominent nipples. Every time his eyes met mine, my virgin nipples, which had just calmed down, were aroused again. That deadly gaze always kept me in a sensitive state, and my mind was always in a daze. "What are you looking at? Let's dance," I quickly invited Mr. Huang, taking his hand and leading him onto the dance floor.
I looked around at the guests and was surprised to notice something, something that made my ears burn and my face turn bright red.
Good heavens... the men around me were also staring intently at my proud, perky breasts, their eyes glued to my short tank top, which was stretched taut by my nipples. They were all attracted by my unique beauty and the special fragrance I exuded. These things weren't really a big deal, but the problem was that they all had a common phenomenon because of me: their shiny suit pants were already bulging.
My face flushed red, afraid of being stared at like that, so I quickly nestled into Mr. Huang's broad chest for protection, hiding myself in his embrace and the rhythmic throes of his movements, as if to warn others that I was "taken" and shouldn't even entertain any fantasies. Mr. Huang seemed to know how to seize the opportunity to take advantage, and suddenly pulled me closer.
I immediately felt that Mr. Huang's bulge was higher than anyone else's, pressing against my mons pubis, which was tightly encased in his shorts. Although I was still a virgin, I knew what was bulging under Mr. Huang's trousers—this huge thing, over twenty centimeters long, had just violated my best friend Li Qingqing for more than an hour yesterday!
It's something that's an angel when asleep, but a devil when awake. Like a baby, it's serene as an angel when asleep, but in the instant it awakens, full of life, it evokes a complex mix of love and pain, hate and joy.
Chapter Three:
I was wearing this vest then, and not a black corset! Soaked in sweat, my breasts were almost exposed! But I wasn't Mr. Huang's woman; I belonged to my husband, and Mr. Huang had attempted to rape me! So, I felt incredibly ashamed to throw myself into the arms of this "rapist," but this time I didn't refuse his embrace and the provocative contact his large penis made with my private parts. Sigh! What was wrong with me this afternoon!
Perhaps I consciously wanted to retaliate against my husband's recklessness; perhaps I wanted to experience the magnificence of a man's penis, something I'd never felt before; perhaps alcohol accelerated blood circulation; perhaps ovulation made me more aroused, causing my inner capillaries to heat up and generate desire?
The graceful dance moves captivated me. The elegant turns gradually made me lean dizzily against Mr. Huang's broad shoulders during all the subsequent intimate dances. My cheek was pressed warmly against his. I had already found the most appropriate reason for this: it was just an intimate dance, a natural occurrence. Besides, Mr. Huang held the future of my career in his hands, giving me the highest salary in the company. Letting him take advantage a little wasn't wrong; it was a way of repaying him. I gradually forgot the fact that Mr. Huang had almost raped me two months ago.
The warmth from the wine made me naturally dance intimately against the old lecher beside me, experiencing everything he was responding to. My hands, which had been resting on his shoulders, now hooked around his neck, seeking the most comfortable position.
The old lecher's hands gradually settled on my beautiful, round buttocks. With each sway and turn, his hands suddenly began to brazenly increase their support on my protruding buttocks, sometimes gently kneading, sometimes tightly gripping, lewdly taking advantage of me. My hands, which had been hooking around Mr. Huang's neck, now wrapped around his neck and then leaned against him... until
finally my whole body was tightly wrapped around the old lecher's chest, my face pressed against his neck.
Mr. Huang and I were like a couple deeply in love, cheek to cheek, moving across the dance floor to the rhythm of the music. We danced and talked intimately, my face flushed with desire. Mr. Huang's right hand held me tighter and tighter, my full breasts pressed against his chest, while his left hand restlessly caressed my back and between my full buttocks. His lower body was hard and bulging, deliberately pressing against my lower abdomen.
Mr. Huang held me tightly, telling dirty jokes in my ear as we danced. This old lecher had so many jokes; they actually made me incredibly happy. I laughed uncontrollably in his arms. During this time, his penis had touched my erect vulva countless times. I was used to it and let him do as he pleased… Just as one song ended and we hadn’t even had time to separate, another alluring song started playing, and I willingly threw myself into Mr. Huang’s arms again. This was already our seventh intimate dance. It was an extremely arousing and lewd song, with background music resembling the moans of men and women making love, making one’s bones almost melt. This lewd song was extremely provocative; the men and women around us were dancing tightly together, some even kissing in public, and a few men were even grabbing and groping their partners’ breasts in public! Suddenly, I noticed that Mr. Huang seemed somewhat uneasy, affected by the environment. His eyes darted around at the men and women around him, and I thought he was just being polite and restrained.
I was curious why Mr. Huang could look at other women while embracing someone as hot, sexy, and beautiful as me. Could these women compare to me? A pang of jealousy shot through me, so I decided to take the initiative, to create a more romantic atmosphere and test whether Mr. Huang was truly a lecher.
I wrapped my arms around Mr. Huang's neck, then deliberately wrapped them around his waist. My firm, high breasts, which had been pressed against his chest, pressed against him forcefully, my virgin breasts brazenly pressing against his chest. With each dance step, I vigorously kneaded his chest, increasing the pressure between our chests. My high breasts were pressed upwards, my nipples almost protruding from the opening of my vest, releasing a fragrant aroma.
Mr. Huang was instantly captivated, his gaze immediately shifting back to the lovely woman before him, no longer paying attention to the actions of others. Slowly, his breathing quickened, the hot breath from his nostrils blowing onto my breasts, which were swollen from being squeezed. I saw him boldly looking down at me. Because I was wearing a very sexy, low-cut tank top, and my nipples were pressed upwards, the bright white lights of the dance hall revealed every part of my almost completely naked, full virgin breasts, except for a tiny bit at the tip, including the nipples and areolas. I never expected Mr. Huang to look so boldly; he really was a lecher!
I immediately regretted teasing the old pervert and felt extremely ashamed. Fortunately, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the darkness gave me a sense of security. So, to the music that relaxed me yet heightened my sexual desire, Mr. Huang and I embraced tightly. I felt Mr. Huang's warm hands, sometimes caressing my bare waist, sometimes gripping my buttocks, plucking the strings deep within me.
Suddenly, I felt his erect penis brazenly penetrate between my legs, pressing tightly against my protruding virgin vulva, deliberately rubbing and thrusting with its large glans. Good heavens, Mr. Huang was so bold! He was making movements resembling sex! I had never felt anything like this with a man before; it almost melted me, making me let out a soft moan. What was happening to me?
In the dim light, Mr. Huang and I were lost in the erotic music. I wrapped my arms around his thick waist, resting my face on his shoulder, while he held my slender waist. Our genitals were pressed tightly together! He deliberately thrust his lower body forward, rubbing forcefully against my vulva, and hugged me tightly as if trying to press our bodies together, to merge us into one.
My face was already flushed with shame, but I was happy to let him do this. Suddenly, my chest was pressed down, and my full breasts were squeezed out more and more. Taking advantage of my inattention, Mr. Huang forcefully pulled down my bra straps, and the straps of my super-short vest slid down to my waist. My extremely firm and full breasts bounced out of the vest! My breasts were completely exposed to Mr. Huang, swaying back and forth in front of him!
I knew I wasn't wearing a bra, and I was incredibly ashamed. Last time, when I was almost raped by my boss, he hadn't even seen my breasts completely, but this time… But it was all because of my provocation that Mr. Huang pulled down my vest. Plus, I was already aroused by the erotic atmosphere. I wasn't angry, nor did I think about adjusting the vest that had slipped down to my waist. Instead, I shyly threw myself into Mr. Huang's arms, letting my naked breasts and erect nipples press directly against his thick chest.
Mr. Huang is so ruthless, forcibly exposing my breasts in this way! Thankfully, the lighting was dim, and Mr. Huang couldn't see clearly! I felt incredibly ashamed, but a strange feeling also rose within me, preventing me from adjusting my slipping vest. I left my upper body completely naked, letting Mr. Huang caress my bare back. I moaned softly, constantly pleading that the music wouldn't stop or be interrupted, and that the lights wouldn't be too bright, otherwise Mr. Huang would see the shameful sight of my breasts being completely exposed!
At this moment, I noticed that the people around me were moving even more intensely; some were even making lewd poses resembling sexual intercourse, and some girls couldn't help but let out moans like those of a woman in bed. This really was a brothel! Influenced by the environment, I completely let go. Who cares? Everyone else is doing that, why should I care about my exposed upper body! As long as I press my breasts into Mr. Huang's chest, he won't see them! And
while I'm at it, I'll experience Mr. Huang's thrusting, something I've never felt before! I merged into the rhythm of the melody, my upper body completely naked, and began to rub my genitals against his erect penis in the dance floor, tightly embraced by Mr. Huang, shaking and swaying wildly together.
Under the flickering stage lights, oblivious to the exposure of my breasts, every nerve cell in my body was focused on feeling the forceful friction and pounding of Mr. Huang's erect penis, and measuring the weight of the pounder. I couldn't say exactly how large Mr. Huang's penis was, because I had never had any relations with other men. But I knew very well that Mr. Huang's penis was definitely much larger than my husband's, many times larger.
With the constant swaying and rubbing, I felt that it was a much stronger thing than my husband's. My actual experience with that thing was no better than my husband's small penis, so this was the only comparison I could make, but the result of the comparison made me extremely happy: this was definitely not a super-sized thing that an ordinary man could possess!
I could clearly feel Mr. Huang's fully erect penis inserted between my legs, rubbing my vagina back and forth with its extremely thick and long shaft. I could no longer control myself. My full, exquisite breasts were exposed, my lower body softened, and I provocatively used my bare thighs to gently clamp his erect member between my legs. My already melted virgin body enveloped his bulge, swaying back and forth on the dance floor. Under Mr. Huang's tight embrace, I also tightly clung to his broad back, the boat rocking all the way to the other side.
Mr. Huang was fascinated by my breasts. I felt his breathing quicken as my movements became more pronounced. He brazenly pressed his left hand against my smooth back, squeezing my extremely high breasts with his strong chest, flattening them. His right hand even forcefully slipped into my shorts from behind, shamelessly grabbing and squeezing my smooth, upturned buttocks, pressing his erect member tightly against my virgin vulva, rubbing it vigorously back and forth between my thighs. I never expected Mr. Huang to be so lecherous. He actually grabbed my bare buttocks and made penetration motions in front of so many people, letting himself have his fill of groping.
I was flustered and panting, moaning softly! I didn't know how to refuse, because he was, after all, my boss, and my future depended on him. If I refused him now, he would be furious, and I couldn't afford to offend him. So I could only use my legs to squeeze his penis tighter to keep it from getting too out of control. The music was long, seemingly endless, so I had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. My entire buttocks were being touched!
My tank top was still hanging around my waist, and my breasts were still exposed. Suddenly, Mr. Huang's hands, in time with the rhythm of the music, grabbed my buttocks and lifted me up from his arms, so that my breasts were facing his eyes. Afraid of falling, I grabbed Mr. Huang's head with both hands and quickly squeezed his thick waist with my legs. At this moment, my virgin vagina was sitting right on Mr. Huang's erect penis. Mr. Huang carried my buttocks like this to the edge of the dance hall, trying to take me to a corner where no one would notice me.
I didn't know what he was going to do, I just let him do as he pleased. As Mr. Huang walked, his lower body pressed hard against my genitals, his eyes glued to my exposed breasts. Even in the dim light, he could see my fragrant, fleshy body. My virgin genitals were being rubbed raw and itchy by his erect penis, making me uncontrollably wet. I couldn't help but sway my body to the rhythm, my long hair flying, feeling the friction between my private parts and Mr. Huang's erect penis, my buttocks being squeezed and kneaded by his hands!
Mr. Huang finally pinned me against the wall in the corner. I saw lust in his eyes. If this weren't a public place, I think Mr. Huang would have disregarded the consequences and raped me on the spot.
Mr. Huang could no longer contain himself; his heart raced, his penis swollen and erect. He lowered his head to kiss my bright red lips, which were so soft they were intoxicating. He sucked on them hungrily, his tongue probing my teeth.
My lips remained tightly closed, displaying my restraint, but under Mr. Huang's forceful penetration, my mouth and teeth became a fortified territory. I could only pant and let his nimble tongue venture deep into my mouth, stirring and exploring every corner of my cherry-like lips.
Before long, I gradually shed my shyness and became immersed in the passionate embrace of our deep kiss. My tongue, no longer under my control, actively extended and intertwined tightly with Xiao Hei's tongue. In Mr. Huang's passionate kiss, I opened up, my hands embracing his thick head. My body was limp and weak, yet burning with intense heat.
My sensitive, bare, high-bridged breasts pressed against the man's firm chest. My reason gradually blurred, and the last vestiges of my restraint crumbled inch by inch under the prolonged, deep kiss. The man's unique scent wafted over me, fresh and unfamiliar yet long-awaited. That feeling made me tremble with excitement, and my burning desire became an uncontrollable raging fire. I couldn't help but let out a groan of ecstasy.

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