Unsatisfied young women and their lovers

It was already 2 a.m. when I got home. After washing up, I lay in bed scrolling through my phone. A text message from "Little Unlucky Guy" appeared on WeChat. "Brother, I miss you." I checked the time; it was sent around 11 p.m. I figured she was probably asleep by now, so I didn't reply. Thinking back to the scene in the parking lot, as far as I knew, given Fang Qing's personality, if she really knew about Lao Hu and Liu Lin, she would have dealt with it swiftly and decisively, not just been hiding in her car, brooding in the middle of the night.

Could something else be bothering her?

Thinking of Fang Qing, my lower abdomen warmed slightly. Undeniably, she was a very attractive woman. Her work clothes looked elegant and appropriate on her, accentuating her full figure. The black stockings made her legs appear even longer and straighter. But at the same time, I also knew that she was an extremely difficult woman to conquer. Her long immersion in the business world had honed her smooth and sophisticated approach to things. Even more commendable was that while maintaining excellent performance, she had always remained morally upright, never having been involved in any scandals or had any bad reputation. This was truly incredible in our magical country. How fulfilling it would be to win her over and have her at my feet! My hand involuntarily moved between my legs.

The next afternoon, I went to work in a daze. In the office, they told me that Xiao Zhang had come to see me twice. I roughly knew what it was about. Earlier, he had told me that his girlfriend would be visiting in the next few days, and that he had mentioned having dinner together when he was in Qingdao. I knew he had always coveted Li Hong, and the thought of his girlfriend made my mouth water. She was indeed a beautiful girl. Subjectively speaking, she was definitely in the top three most beautiful girls in our company. This wasn't just due to her delicate features, slender figure, and fashionable attire, but more importantly, the incredibly approachable aura she exuded from within. (Okay, I admit, I'm not very good at using words to describe feelings that are hard to define.) For example, if you asked me who was prettier, Lin Chih-ling or Hsiao-Chiang, I might say Hsiao-Chiang, but when it came to who was more attractive, I estimate that at least seven or eight out of ten men would choose Lin Chih-ling, just like me. Yes, I've always thought that Lin Chih-ling, this woman who's both coquettish and lacks acting skills, is incredibly approachable.

That evening, we sat together in a small private room at Qinhuai Renjia. Since that passionate night, Li Hong and I hadn't been intimate for several days, and we both missed each other terribly. Tonight, Li Hong was wearing a black, super-short, tight-fitting dress with a low-cut front that revealed a deep cleavage. Her round buttocks were tightly encased, and she wore thin black stockings that peeked through her fair skin, creating an incredibly alluring effect. On her feet were red platform peep-toe sandals with red nail polish peeking out from the toes. Her hair was tied up in a bun, creating a striking contrast between her fair neck and black hair. Her black-rimmed glasses still perched on her small, delicate nose. This provocative outfit gave her an otherwise intellectual air of wild sexiness. This look almost made Xiao Zhang's jaw drop when he first saw her. In fact, Li Hong had always maintained an intellectual and dignified image; even I rarely saw her in this kind of style.

Xiao Zhang's girlfriend, on the other hand, had a completely different style. I remember seeing her once before, a long time ago. Back then, she had her long hair tied up in a high ponytail, swaying gracefully as she walked. Now, however, she had short hair that barely reached her ears, with a small forward curl at the ends, exuding youth and simplicity. She wore a light green floor-length dress made of very soft fabric, perfectly outlining her beautiful figure.

"Little Zhang is so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend," Li Hong said, handing me her handbag with a smile. "Introduce us, please?" Little Zhang, who had been a little lost in thought, quickly replied, "Uh, okay..." But his girlfriend answered first, "My name is Sophie, and you're Sister Li, right?" She extended her hand, "This handsome guy must be Brother Chen; I've often heard Mingming mention you two." We shook hands with her one after another. Her small hands were soft and smooth, with light red manicures. Just thinking about her name made me chuckle a little. Sophie seemed to know what I was thinking: "My mom gave me this name, so you're not allowed to laugh."

"It's quite nice," Li Hong said, handing me her handbag and spreading out the napkin in front of me. "Only stinky men would think such things." "Think what?" I feigned innocence. Li Hong pretended to hit me. Xiao Zhang raised his glass and toasted everyone: "Brother Chen, Sister Li, thank you for joining us, cheers!" "Cheers!" We all raised our glasses. We were drinking Yanghe's Hai Zhi Lan. Xiao Zhang had asked for my opinion on what to drink beforehand, and considering his financial situation and our somewhat shady motives, we chose this baijiu that cost over 100 yuan a bottle.

The dishes were served one after another, and after several rounds, an empty bottle was already on the table, and everyone was feeling tipsy. During the meal, I learned that Sophie worked for a foreign company in Shanghai and was Xiao Zhang's college classmate. Slightly emboldened by the alcohol, I shamelessly said, "What a beautiful flower! How did Xiao Zhang manage to win you over?" Sophie smiled at Xiao Zhang but said nothing. I raised my glass to Xiao Zhang: "Come on, bottoms up! Teach me a lesson later."

Xiao Zhang's face was already as red as a monkey's bottom. Hearing me speak, he raised his glass and clinked it against mine, but only took a small sip.
"Mingming," I teased, swirling my empty glass. Seeing this, Sophie took Xiao Zhang's glass and downed it in one gulp. I couldn't help but click my tongue—this was a bit tricky.

Just then, Li Hong's phone rang. "Hello, um, we're having dinner... Qinhuai Renjia, Chen Mo, and Xiao Zhang and his girlfriend... um, um, Xiao Zhang is treating. Are you next door? Oh, you're coming over...?" Li Hong looked up at us as she spoke, and Xiao Zhang quickly nodded, "Welcome, welcome." Li Hong said into the phone, "Then come on over." After hanging up, she smiled apologetically at Xiao Zhang and his girlfriend, "Sorry, this is my husband." A moment later, the waiter knocked on the door and led Lao Wei in, "Excuse me, excuse me." As he spoke, Wei Donghai reached out and shook Xiao Zhang's hand, "Xiao Zhang? Right, a handsome man, a handsome man indeed." He then turned to Su Fei, and I felt him visibly pause, perhaps stunned by Su Fei's beauty—this beauty must be Xiao Zhang's girlfriend? What a perfect couple!" Out of politeness, Lao Wei simply shook Su Fei's hand, "Let me introduce myself, my surname is Wei, Wei Donghai, I am Li Hong's husband." "While speaking, he handed them both business cards, a typical businessman's face...

After Wei Donghai finished his introductions, he pulled up a chair next to me, put his arm around my shoulder, and said, 'Brother, aren't you going to ask your old man for a drink?' As he spoke, he took the wine glass brought by the waiter, filled it to the brim, and said, 'Come on, let me toast everyone.' He swirled the glass around and then drank it all in one gulp. Xiao Zhang was clearly very embarrassed; I knew it was because he wanted to sleep with someone else's wife and felt a little guilty. Except for Li Hong, everyone else finished their drinks one after another. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, I winked at Wei Donghai and then glanced at Su Fei. Wei Donghai, being as shrewd as he is, understood perfectly. He was overjoyed and stood up, saying, 'Well, this wine isn't good enough. I'll have the driver bring two bottles.' He picked up the phone and then added, 'I'll go myself.' Without waiting for anyone's opinion, he walked straight out. Xiao Zhang got up to chase after him, but Li Hong said, 'Never mind him, let's eat.'" "

He came and went quickly. When Wei Donghai arrived, he was carrying a bottle of red wine whose name I didn't recognize. Then the waiter brought in two bottles of Wuliangye. I could tell they were going to drink themselves into a stupor. The waiter brought a wine wand to open the bottles, but Lao Wei stopped him, took the wand, and sent the waiter away. I noticed that everyone at the table, except for Xiao Zhang, remained relatively calm. Generally speaking, women at the table fall into two categories: those who don't drink at all and those who can drink a lot. I roughly know Li Hong's alcohol tolerance; if she wanted to, she could easily drink half a jin or eight liang (250ml). And Su Fei's alcohol tolerance was clearly unfathomable as well. "Come on, let's drink some baijiu first... two brothers, and two beauties?" I remained noncommittal, but Li Hong leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. I saw Su Fei's eyes widen in surprise, and Xiao Zhang also seemed a little uneasy. "Whatever Mr. Wei says, I'll keep him company." Su Fei didn't speak, so Lao Wei took it as tacit agreement and laughed heartily, "Great!"

Whether it was because Lao Wei was used to business socializing or because of his social status, the atmosphere at the table became noticeably more lively with his arrival. Lao Wei had a high alcohol tolerance, drinking the liquor like water. I noticed the dishes on the table hadn't been touched much, so I picked up a piece of fish and gave it to Li Hong. Li Hong opened her mouth to take it, saying, "Thank you, honey." "Hey, hey, you two, stop being so mushy," Lao Wei teased us. Su Fei clearly understood our relationship, and Li Hong's actions undoubtedly sent a signal. I secretly praised Li Hong for her cleverness, and without realizing it, my hand reached up to her thigh, then slipped under her tightly wrapped short skirt.

Li Hong's stockings had no fabric near the crotch; they were open-crotch. I was overjoyed and continued to touch upwards. Although, as expected, she wasn't wearing underwear, I didn't feel any familiar pubic hair. The soft, fluffy area was now smooth to the touch. Wei Donghai noticed my surprise and leaned closer to my ear, saying, "How's it going? I shaved you clean, want to check it out?" I played with Li Hong's thick labia with my fingers, while my other hand picked up a wine glass and took a sip with Wei. The two men grinned lewdly. "I have an idea," Wei paused, "I want to get a tattoo on your sister-in-law's genitals. Can you give me some suggestions? What should it be?" I praised the idea, "If you're going to get a tattoo, make it lewd, otherwise how can it be worthy of a slut like your sister-in-law?"
"Great minds think alike," Wei laughed heartily. Li Hong blushed and pinched my arm hard. Sophie asked curiously, "What are you two talking about so mysteriously?" "Well, it's a secret for now, but you'll find out soon enough." Sophie didn't ask any more questions after Wei said that.
At this moment, I felt that Li Hong's little pussy was already secreting fluid, and her two plump thighs were tightly clamping my hand from time to time.
With only half a bottle of baijiu left, Lao Wei took out his carefully preserved bottle of red wine. I noticed there was no aluminum foil on the bottle neck, guessing it had been tampered with. After opening the bottle, Lao Wei stood up, holding the bottle: "Authentic French red wine, I haven't been able to bring myself to drink it yet. Come on, have a taste." As he spoke, he poured more than half a glass into the stemmed glasses in front of Li Hong and Sophie. "Not expensive, a little over 100 euros, but they don't have the same high taxes as we do in China, right?" "Yeah, a car that costs tens of thousands of yuan there would sell for hundreds of thousands or even millions in our country," Xiao Zhang interjected. "Let's not talk about these unpleasant things," I said, spreading the remaining half bottle of baijiu among the three men's glasses. "Don't ruin our good mood." "Don't you men like to talk about these things?" Sophie said. "And women too." I looked at her, my eyes a little blatant. "The topic we men love to talk about most when we get together is beauties like you." "Hehe, really?" Sophie took a small sip of her wine, trying to hide her slight unease. "Brother, you're right. A beauty like Miss Su is naturally the center of attention." Old Wei said, patting Xiao Zhang on the shoulder. "Brother Zhang, you're lucky." Xiao Zhang chuckled, "Accountant Li is the real beauty." Sophie protested, pouting and giving Xiao Zhang's ear a hard pinch, which drew laughter from everyone. In

the happy atmosphere, the drinks went down quickly. After finishing the baijiu, I noticed that Old Wei only poured a small half-glass of red wine for the three of us. "To get the spirits up," Old Wei whispered to me. I thought to myself, "Sure enough." The rest went straight into the bellies of the two beauties. At this point, no one kept track of how much they had drunk or how much they could drink; glasses were often emptied in one go. I couldn't taste the quality of the red wine, let alone what was added to it. Li Hong's breathing was becoming increasingly rapid; she kept resting her head against my chest and then sitting up straight, clearly very uneasy. I don't know when it started, but I saw Su Fei and Xiao Zhang embracing.
In that short time, Lao Wei made two phone calls—one to have the driver go to a hotel, and the other, apparently, to call someone over. I couldn't help but think that this guy really knew how to have fun. At this moment, Li Hong was coiled around me like a snake, her red lips searching for mine, radiating an abnormal heat as if she had a fever. The drug was clearly working, because even after just a few sips, I already felt hot all over. Xiao Zhang's hands, through her clothes, climbed onto Su Fei's high breasts, kneading them vigorously, while their lips were already firmly pressed together, their tongues swirling, saliva dripping from the corners of Su Fei's mouth. I pushed Li Hong away, gesturing for her to sit next to Xiao Zhang. When Li Hong's hand reached Xiao Zhang's crotch, I saw him decisively abandon his girlfriend and hug Li Hong tightly, his hand unceremoniously slipping under her skirt.
Seeing this, Lao Wei strolled up behind Su Fei, placing his large hands on her shoulders and moving them down to her neckline, grasping her breast. Su Fei looked up, her large, hazy eyes straining to see something, but seemingly in vain. Her small, red lips pouted, like ripe cherries, and Lao Wei kissed her. Su Fei's arms rose high, encircling Lao Wei's thick neck. I lit a

cigarette, taking a deep drag to suppress the growing heat in my abdomen. Xiao Zhang pulled out one of Li Hong's soft breasts and was feasting on it. Li Hong, meanwhile, supported his head with her hand, leaning back in her chair, her eyes closed, as if nursing her child. Old Wei was clearly not going to back down. Sophie's floor-length dress had been lifted high to her waist, and a wicked hand reached into her white cotton panties, groping and fiddling inside. Sophie's face was flushed; one arm was still wrapped around Old Wei's neck, while the other was vigorously kneading her breast, which Old Wei had left unattended. The scene was extremely obscene. Old Wei held his hand out to me, and I saw that his large fingers were covered with a large amount of glistening semen, which stretched out in silvery threads as he extended them.

Later, under the strange gazes of the waiters, we walked out of the restaurant, a wave of heat washing over us. In August, even at night, Nanjing, a city known as one of the "furnaces," offered no respite from the heat. Walking outside felt like being in a sauna; every pore on our bodies opened instantly to release the sweat. The Qinhuai River shimmered in the evening light, a scene of ethereal beauty. Brightly lit boats glided along, their cheerful voices carried on the warm breeze. "Smoke veils the cold water, moonlight veils the scene, moored near a wine shop on the Qinhuai; courtesans, oblivious to the nation's ruin, still sing 'The Song of the Rear Courtyard' across the river." Okay, I admit, I had no interest in poetry at that moment; all I could think of was "The Song of the Rear Courtyard." Looking at the two beauties, lost in their own worlds, tormented by desire, I felt a little dazed. "Holiday Inn, just a short walk away, I'll give you a surprise later," Old Wei said, walking beside me. An Audi A6 brushed past, and in the light reflected from the river, I saw Zhang Xin sitting in the passenger seat—it was the car of the CFO, Liu Zemin.

It was a luxurious suite. Passing through the lavishly decorated living room, the bedroom featured an extravagantly large waterbed. Two identical beauties, completely naked, leaned against the bed. Old Wei put his arm around my shoulder: "How about that? Pretty generous, right? I've shared all my favorites with you." Clearly, they were twins. From this distance, I couldn't find any difference between them—equally beautiful faces, equally flawless bodies. "Ruobing," Old Wei introduced one of them, "the other is called Ruoshuang." I nodded. "They're both university students, the campus beauties of Nanjing University of the Arts, haha." I believed that; either of these sisters could be devastatingly beautiful, yet Old Wei had managed to have them both.

When I led the two beauties to the bathroom, even though it was a large bathtub, it was already packed. The short walk left everyone sweaty. For these clean-loving beauties, even though they were burning with desire, they weren't willing to endure being sticky and wet while enjoying pleasure. Of course, cleaning themselves didn't stop them from indulging in the impending madness. Before my eyes, the two couples in the bathtub were already entangled. I quickly took off my clothes, found an empty spot, and jumped in. I stretched my legs out in the water, and a cool sensation washed over my entire body. Ruobing and Ruoshuang sat on either side of me, licking my nipples that were above the water. The intense pleasure instantly overwhelmed my reason. I buried my head and began to gnaw on one of her breasts, while my hand grabbed her other breast and kneaded it vigorously. The wonderful sensation did not make me linger. I turned my head and opened up another battlefield, licking, grabbing, and kneading, wishing I had more mouths and hands.

While I was busy with my own affairs, Li Hong scooped up my feet and placed them on her breasts, kneading them. I could feel a bud on the sole of my foot hardening. Meanwhile, her mouth was filled with Xiao Zhang's penis. Xiao Zhang stood in the water, hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on his red, hard penis moving rapidly in and out of Li Hong's mouth. This beautiful and intelligent female accountant was now kneeling before her, her seductive gaze a far cry from her usual dignified composure, now twisted and lewd through her black-rimmed glasses. A tremendous sense of accomplishment filled Xiao Zhang's heart, making him completely forget his beautiful girlfriend, who had also submitted to another man. Old Wei's obese body made Su Fei, whose figure was comparable to a model's, appear somewhat frail. At this moment, her round buttocks were raised high, her wet body gleaming eerily under the light. In the center of her full breasts, a dark red clam-like opening was already oozing clear, delicious fluid. Old Wei, supporting his throbbing penis, thrust his hips forward and penetrated deeply, hitting the bullseye. The overflowing, seemingly bursting desire seemed to find an outlet, and Sophie let out a cry of pleasure.

Urged on by the twin sisters, Ruobing and Ruoshuang, I left the bathroom and lay down on the huge waterbed. The water rippled on the mattress, mirroring my own heart at that moment. Ruoshuang lifted my legs as high as possible and spread them wide, burying them deeply between my legs. Meanwhile, her twin sister—or perhaps younger sister—was slowly licking down from my ears, not missing a single inch of skin. After lingering briefly on my nipples, she moved down past my navel, my lower abdomen… Slowly, the two beauties' small mouths met successfully on my erect penis. My glans, penis, and even scrotum were covered in the sisters' saliva. Their fragrant tongues roamed rapidly between my thighs, maximally stimulating my sensitive spots. When I couldn't tell if it was Ruobing or Ruoshuang's tongue licking my anus, the intense pleasure finally made me groan.

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