Adultery

A gentle drizzle—
rain in winter... How rare...
But oh well... Everything that shouldn't have happened, didn't want to happen, and couldn't have happened during this period has all come at once. What's a little rain?
"Beep—beep—"
"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."
"Tch!"
The girl made a disdainful sound, drawing the attention of those nearby.
"What are you looking at?"
The girl startled those who were looking at her, and then they stopped looking.
The girl's clothes were already conspicuous, and although it was winter, she had rolled up her sleeves. And her act of drinking at the convenience store entrance at this time made her even more conspicuous.
"It's already 2 AM... and I still can't get through.
" "Where did you go...?"
The girl kept pressing the buttons on her phone, her frozen hands slowing her movements considerably. " 　　Okay! 　　You'll
see it, right?" 　　Relieved
after seeing the notification after sending the message, she took large gulps of her ice-cold liquor. The strong liquor didn't burn her throat; what burned—was her heart. 　　----------------
... 　　Red 　　Moon 　　---------------- 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　I could have stayed by your side forever. Even if we couldn't talk every day, I could have secretly peeked at you in your office every day. 　　I remember the night before I asked for your phone number; I was so nervous. When you gave it to me, I was so excited that I wanted to call you that very night. 　　You should know how I feel about you, right? Most people around us can tell I'm interested in you. I've even tried to hint at my feelings. Although you pretended not to understand, even the most oblivious person would sense being held tightly in someone's arms, right? 　　I love you. 　　I really love you... 　　Why did you leave without saying goodbye? 　　At first, I thought you left because you couldn't accept the death of a colleague. But the information I gathered was different. The closer I got to the truth, the more painful it became. 　　You should know that in such extraordinary times, no one can be left behind, especially since your work is so important that you can't possibly resign at this time... 　　You actually switched jobs for the benefits of another one. Honestly, I'm very disappointed in you... 　　I don't know how much I drank, and my mind is starting to wander. 　　"Ding-ding—" 　　It was the sound of a text message. 　　"That woman... finally replied..." 　　I squinted at the line of fine, dense text: 　　──────────────Still 　　not asleep? 　　You have school tomorrow, go to sleep 　　early────────────── 　　How dare you say such things to me... 　　I replied with a text message: 　　──────────────Want 　　to see the mess you left behind? 　　Call me. 　　────────────── 　　"I want everything about you, I'm trembling with desire." 　　I answered the phone. What was the person on the other end thinking when they made this call? 　　"Hello...?" 　　" 　　Finally, I hear your voice 　　... " " 　　What's wrong? 　　" "Nothing... 　　I just drank half a dozen bottles of beer and 　　half a bottle of whiskey 　　. Whiskey is so damn expensive... 　　Waaaaaahh 　　... 　　"Xiao Hong... Xiao Hong?!" 　　A warm touch suddenly came from my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw the person I had been longing for. 　　"...You're here..." 　　Then... my thoughts drifted away... 　　A warm, damp feeling came from my forehead... 　　"Are you alright?" 　　I recognized her... This was the person I had been longing for. 　　"Serena..." 　　"What's wrong?" 　　She walked over to the bedside. 　　"..." 　　I didn't speak, just mouthed. 　　"Hmm? Can you speak louder?" 　　Because she couldn't hear me, she instinctively leaned closer. 　　I pulled her hand tightly and drew her into my arms. 　　"What are you doing...? I have work to do, stop playing around!" 　　She looked impatient, seemingly very unhappy with my actions. 　　"I wasn't playing around." 　　With that, I roughly pinned her down. My cold hands gripped her wrists like metal handcuffs. The only difference was the strength I used. Even in the dark room, I could still see the red marks I left on her hands. 　　"Ouch..."

She struggled incessantly, her nails scratching me.
I looked at the wound, dark red blood flowing continuously from it.
I licked the blood; it tasted so foul.
(So red...so sweet...so red...so sweet...)
I suddenly remembered the lyrics of a song from a few days ago.
You know what? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have listened to those weird songs. It's you who's made me so violent these past few days...
"Hmph..."
I chuckled maliciously, then took the pillowcase off. Rolled up, it wasn't as long as a rope, but it could still be used to tie someone up.
She continued to scratch wildly, annoying me. I grabbed her shoulder and twisted it forcefully. 　　"
Aaaaaaahh
...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　"Black lace lingerie...so sexy~ and it's front-clasp...so convenient~" 　　I traced lines on her chest with my finger, and she turned her head away shyly. 　　"Don't you like it?" 　　"But soon you'll be begging me for more..." 　　I unhooked the bra, revealing the two mounds beneath. 　　"Such a beautiful color..." 　　I kissed the cherry blossom red of her breasts; they were so soft. I loved her scent. " 　　Pervert..." 　　She suddenly arched her back and glared at me. 　　"So you're a woman who's been fucked by a pervert?" 　　I reached out and grabbed her pair of snow-white breasts. 　　"Ugh...so cold..." 　　She closed her eyes, her face contorted in pain. 　　But the more she suffered, the more my heart was soothed. 　　"Yeah... I'm cold-blooded..." 　　I said softly. 　　As I reached down, I felt something wet and warm... 　　"Oh... didn't you say no... why are you wet?" 　　I asked, gently running my fingers along the area where the nectar was flowing. I lightly brushed around her labia, then pressed down firmly on her clitoris. 　　"Ah..." 　　The feeling she had been holding back finally escaped her lips. That kind of moan, so exciting, was truly sweet... 　　"No... don't look..." 　　Her tone was different from before; rather than angry, she was being coquettish. 　　A blush crept across her face; the shame of her exposed lewd nature seemed to bring her some pleasure. 　　I smiled with satisfaction. 　　"Have you ever tried doing these things alone?" 　　I pulled up her panties and rubbed them against her clitoris. 　　"Ahhh~" 　　The voice inside her was no longer under control, and a joyful cry escaped her lips. 　　"You're already making this sound with just a swipe, how much will you be screaming the rest of the time?" 　　I pulled her panties aside and gently pressed my middle finger against her vulva. 　　However, I didn't insert it. 　　My thumb wasn't idle either, gently rubbing or pressing lightly through her panties. 　　"No..." 　　Hot tears streamed down her face, and I wiped them away with the hand that was touching my chest. 　　Her tears... were so hot... 　　I suddenly had the thought of letting her go... But... haven't I cried before? 　　Because of you, every night in the middle of the night, I secretly hide in my room and cry. 　　Only when I lock the door can I unlock the door to my heart. And then I bring out the emotions inside. 　　To forget the pain in my heart, I can only forget through physical pain... Even if I can't forget... at least I can temporarily put it down when I'm sober. 　　Cold water kept hitting my body; in winter, running the cold water was like being in a frozen wasteland. Sitting in the bathtub, I was constantly being pricked by cold silver needles. After washing, I took a sharp utility knife and lightly ran it across my wrist a few times. The feeling was itchy... then slowly the pain would begin... the wound felt like it was being burned. If I cut too hard, blood would gush out like water. First, there was numbness, then excruciating pain. Once, the wound became infected, and when I pressed on the swollen area near the wound, blood and phlegm would flow out together, it was terrifying. 　　The suffering I've endured... is a thousand times more than yours... can you feel it? 　　"Really don't want it? But your mouth down there is drooling with pleasure~" 　　I put my finger in front of her eyes and then stuffed it into her mouth. 　　"Mmm..." 　　Her mouth was stuffed shut, so she could only utter a few syllables. 　　"Try it...this is your own love juice..." 　　I thought she would bite down on it, but she just kept avoiding my fingers. This made me feel like she was licking my fingers. 　　"Doesn't it taste good? Why are you making that face?" 　　I pulled my fingers out and put them in my mouth. I tasted her... 　　so sweet. 　　She closed her eyes shyly, not wanting to see such a lewd scene. 　　"Now that things have come to this, do you think I'll let you go? I might as well satisfy you quickly and then let you go...besides, you already want it, don't you? Your body...you know it best..." 　　After saying that, I kissed her cherry lips and put my tongue into her mouth. 　　"Ugh..." 　　She was still resisting, constantly trying to avoid my tongue. It took some effort to finally press her tongue down and then force large gulps of saliva into her mouth.

Unable to spit it out, I had no choice but to drink it.
After the wet kiss ended, a thin silver thread still connected our lips, as if reluctant to part.
"Ugh...ugh..."
she gasped, looking at me with resentful eyes. But to me, that expression was practically saying, "Come on, take me down!"
I pulled down her panties and teased her clitoris with my fingers.
"Such a beautiful color~ Let me taste it~"
I stuck out my tongue, licking her beautiful petals.
Unlike the pink of a young girl's, the rosy color added a touch of maturity.
"Is this really your first time?"
Seeing her panicked expression gave me that feeling.
"..."
"Not going to answer? Then I'll verify it myself."
I slowly inserted my middle finger into her wet little hole, it was a little tight... "
Mmm..."
Her seductive moans excited me more and more.
I pulled out a little, then slowly inserted again... repeating this over and over.
"Don't torture me anymore... don't do this..."
"Then what do you want me to do... like this?"
I suddenly increased my speed, pressing my thumb hard against her clitoris.
"Ah... ahhhhh..."
She showed an expression of enjoyment, as if her previous resistance had never happened.
"Getting wetter and wetter... add more fingers."
With that, I inserted my index finger into her honey pot. Tighter than before...
Actually, I knew she was a virgin... but I was so rough with her...
"It hurts... ahhhhhh..."
Her brows furrowed, yet she let out a cry of pleasure. Was she in pain? Or was she enjoying it? Or was it a pleasurable pain?
I didn't slow down, continuing to thrust in and out of her honeyed passage with two fingers, her sounds of pleasure mixed with pain echoing in my ears. 　　This 　　woman 　　was 　　a masochist 　　!
"
Ah 　　... 　　You can only stay in the birdcage I designed for you for a lifetime, only for my admiration... 　　You belong to me... 　　Share Share 0 　　Favorites Favorites 2 　　Support Support 5 　　Elixcagalli Video 　　Use props Report 　　emilyxcagalli 　　 Waiting for verification Member 　　Posts 0 Points 0 Diving Value 20 meters 　　Visit Home Add Friend Say Hello Send Message 　　First Post 　　Published on 2010-1-23 09:35 pm Show only this author 　　If you have any questions about VIP or sponsoring members, please feel free to contact us. Our instant messaging or MSN: [email protected] 　　"It's time for the second round, soon I'll hear you crying and begging for mercy..." 　　I took out a transparent thing from the handbag by the bed, the two ends of which were shaped like male genitalia. 　　"I've chosen the smallest size... Tell me if it hurts~" 　　I moistened one end of the device with the residue from earlier, and then slowly... slowly inserted it into her vagina. 　　"No!! It hurts... I don't want it~~~~" 　　Her last plea turned into a wail as I inserted half of the device into her unexplored honeyed path. 　　"How could you do this to me... I hate you the most..." 　　Her eyes were red, and she looked at me resentfully. 　　I kissed away her tears, from the corner of her eye, across her cheek, and down to her earlobe. 　　"Does it hurt a lot?" 　　I didn't move my penis, waiting for her to adjust before starting. 　　"Why... why did you do this to me...?" 　　She looked at the ceiling, unable to meet my eyes. 　　Am I really that scary? 　　"I only want you... you who belong only to me..." 　　Without giving her a chance to speak, I thrust my tongue into her mouth again. 　　This time she didn't resist, clumsily cooperating with my kiss. 　　Pressing down, the only sound in the room was the lewd sucking. 　　After a deep kiss, she finally looked directly at me. 　　"You're so mean... so selfish..." 　　... 　　"And you? Aren't you selfish?" 　　I pulled my penis out a little. 　　"Phew..." She sighed, 　　thinking 　　I was about to 　　end 　　it. 　　Suddenly, I inserted it 　　again. "Eeeeeh ... The tingling sensation made my foot slip, then pushed the other end deeper into her body. 　　"Mmm..." 　　We were finally connected. 　　Even through this fake thing. 　　"You... you're so wet... if you want it, just say it... don't pretend to be innocent anymore..." I twisted my waist, reducing 　　the distance 　　between us to a minimum. And I made Nanbangguo move in rhythm with me. If Nanbangguo was between my legs, it would look like a man was having sex with her. 　　" 　　Ah 　　...

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