【Human-shaped Jar】(Chapter 1)

Author: Da Bin do
Date: 2016.5.21
Word Count: 5109
First Publication: No
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I'm very beautiful, I've known this since I was little. Not only am I good-looking, but my physical development is also
more mature than girls my age. In school, I was the focus of attention for the boys around me, both in my class and throughout the school.
Even my male teachers, whether they were in their thirties, married with children, or
balding old men in their forties or fifties, would always steal glances at me during class.
I knew what they were thinking. I was not only outstanding in appearance, but also one of the top students in my class.
Plus, I came from a good family, what's now called a "rich, beautiful, and successful woman
." Even if those male teachers had lustful thoughts, they didn't have the guts to do anything.
My first time was in high school with a boy from the next class who played basketball. He didn't
try to chat me up like other boys, or play any childish tricks. In
fact, if he hadn't confessed his feelings, I wouldn't have even known he existed.
Because he wasn't among those boys groveling for me, it wasn't until one day when I passed by
the playground and saw five or six boys playing basketball that I stood and watched for a while. Just as I turned to walk away, I heard
someone call my name from behind. It was that tall, strong boy, and it was then that he confessed
his feelings to me.
I considered it for a moment and then accepted him, without much hesitation or worry. At the time, I thought love was
just that—why overcomplicate things? If you like someone, just accept it.
Around a holiday in my second year of high school, he asked me out. We watched a movie, had dinner, and naturally
went to a hotel. That's where I lost my virginity to him.
He took off his clothes, revealing his well-built, athletic physique. I blushed a little, and felt worried
and scared. Everyone says a girl's first time is very painful; he was so strong, I wondered if I would faint from the pain
.
What happened next was unexpected. He ejaculated about thirty seconds after penetrating me from behind.
I breathed a sigh of relief; if the pain had lasted for half an hour, I definitely wouldn't have been able to endure it
.
I didn't blame or complain about him, because I knew from other adult books that boys' first time is
usually quick, which is normal.
But seeing him with his head down and silent, completely lacking his usual radiance and confidence, I took
his hand and asked if we wanted to try again.
I think I must have been overflowing with maternal instinct when I said that, as
I could see from his surprised and grateful eyes. However, the second penetration only lasted slightly longer than the first, less than a minute
.
He was truly frustrated that time, and I didn't dare let him try again. After a moment of silence, we quickly washed ourselves and
left the hotel together. When we checked out, the receptionist looked at us with surprise.
Almost a month later, he asked me to go to a hotel again, this time a different one. Even though
I already knew what sex felt like, I was still nervous and worried, all because
of that guy.
Sure enough, my worries weren't unfounded; he ejaculated prematurely again, and
left the hotel without even trying a second time.
After these three encounters, I was almost certain he had premature ejaculation. No one would expect
such a tall, strong, young man to have this problem. I'm not a doctor, and I had no
interest in investigating the reasons.
In the days that followed, I started to distance myself from him. He probably knew why and didn't keep
bothering me. And so, this relationship, which wasn't particularly memorable, ended.
I didn't start dating my second boyfriend until I went to university.
He was a student council member, whom I'll call A-Lian. We got to know each other better after a while and naturally became boyfriend and girlfriend. And naturally,
one night we didn't go back to our dorms but stayed at a hotel off-campus.
A-Lian had dated several girlfriends before, so he was definitely not a virgin, and I wasn't a virgin either
. Although it had been a long time since my last sexual encounter, we didn't have that
shyness that young boy and girl often feel.
We naturally took off our clothes, put on a condom, and got down to business. That night, I truly understood what
lovemaking was, what it felt like to be filled. Sex was so wonderful and captivating.
After the first time, there was a second and a third.
But A-Lian was a student council member, and he was usually busy, so he didn't have much time for me. I
hinted at my own needs several times, but he didn't seem to get it.
One night, I was so incredibly aroused that I
secretly masturbated under the covers in my dorm room. It startled me. Had I become so sexually frustrated? I was only in my early twenties;
how could I crave a man so much? I attributed it all to the stress of studying and not having any release for so long
.
A-Lian had a friend named Xiong-Ge, a student council member. We often hung out together, and
naturally, we became quite familiar. For a while, I frequently saw him, and occasionally, if we worked late together, we'd
go out for dinner near the school gate.
Unexpectedly, one time we ran into Xiong-Ge's classmates. They didn't recognize me and mistook me for his girlfriend,
teasing me about it. I didn't feel comfortable saying anything, but Xiong-Ge seemed to enjoy
the atmosphere .
On May 20th, A-Lian told me there was an urgent matter at school and he couldn't be with me,
apologizing profusely. We were together every day; there was no need to
force ourselves to be together on such a specially defined day.
But in the evening, Xiong Ge suddenly sent me a message telling me that he happened to have extra movies.
"Give the tickets to me and A-Lian to go to the movies. He's all alone and doesn't need them."
I thanked him while telling him that A-Lian was busy with school and couldn't spend time with me. He sent a big exclamation mark, then told me that there wasn't much to do at school these past few days, and that he'd even 　　seen A-Lian leaving
at the bus stop . 　　Through those few short sentences, I think I understood something. I started to feel heartache and resentment, but I didn't 　　rush to find A-Lian to confirm or text him to interrogate him. I couldn't do that 　　; it would make me look like a shrew. I'd always been a pampered girl, and now my boyfriend had cheated on me. If word got out, how many people would laugh at me? 　　A strong sense of revenge followed. I picked up my phone and texted Xiong-Ge, telling him that I was alone 　　that night too, and suggested we go to the movies together. 　　I didn't know what Xiong-Ge's expression was on the other end of the phone, but judging from his instant reply, I 　　felt a surge of vengeful pleasure. 　　The movie was a horror film, a very old-fashioned tactic for guys asking girls out. I was wondering why Xiong Ge would give 　　us two horror movie tickets; did he change it at the last minute? 　　The tactic was old, but extremely effective. Halfway through the movie, I think I did what he wanted—I tightly gripped 　　Xiong Ge's hand and leaned my head against his chest. 　　After the movie, we left the theater, tacitly not saying a word, and 　　the hands that had been clasped during the movie didn't loosen after we left. 　　Xiong Ge and I walked in silence for a while, then he suddenly stopped. I looked up and 　　saw we were in front of a well-known chain hotel. He turned around and looked at me intently. 　　I lowered my head shyly, my heart churning. I knew that once I took this step, there would be no turning back 　　, but the thought of Ah Lian deceiving my feelings and possibly already sleeping with some other woman 　　made my anger hard to quell. 　　Seeing that I didn't react, Xiong Ge grabbed my hand and led me into the hotel. I offered token resistance, but eventually 　　followed him inside. 　　When I came out of the room after showering, Xiong Ge was already naked and lying on the bed waiting for me. When he saw me, his eyes 　　burned with a fierce intensity, as if he wanted to devour me whole. 　　"Xin'er, I want you," he cried, holding me tightly, his lips close to mine as if to kiss me. I flinched, beginning to feel 　　regret and apprehension. 　　"This isn't right, Xiong Ge, we can't do this, it's not okay." 　　At this point, it was too late to say anything. Xiong Ge just kept telling me how much he 　　liked me, how he'd liked me from the first time we met, only that A-Lian had beaten him to it. 　　My heart softened, and remembering A-Lian's betrayal, I no longer hesitated. I took off the towel wrapped around myself, lay down 　　on the bed, and let another man do as he pleased. 　　As far as I know, Xiong Ge is still single. I initially thought he might still be a virgin, but I was surprised to find that his experience and 　　skills were incredibly adept. He wasn't in a rush to penetrate me. 　　He could play with just one of my feet for a long time, licking every single one of my toes, 　　making me feel both itchy and tingly. A strange feeling welled up inside me—a desire to nestle in a man's arms and become a little puppy. 　　Xiong Ge's fingers, because he often played basketball, were much rougher than Yi Jianlian's. These rough 　　fingers rubbed against my vulva, occasionally probing in and out, making me feel like I was 　　in heaven. My body was burning hot, but Xiong Ge still hesitated to enter. 　　"Want it?" 　　Xiong Ge looked at my pained expression with the same amusement he had for his prey. I bit my lip and didn't answer 　　. 　　Xiong Ge smiled mischievously, guided his penis inside, and began a series of thrusting motions. Although his penis 　　wasn't very big, Xiong Ge had a lot of technique and knew how to make a woman feel like she was in heaven. 　　While he was thrusting, he suddenly asked me, "Is my dick bigger or Ah Lian's?" 　　I was too embarrassed to answer. Actually, Ah Lian's dick was a bit bigger than his, but if we're talking about who's more comfortable to fuck 　　, Xiong Ge is definitely better. 　　Seeing that I wouldn't answer, Xiong Ge grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders like a madman, 　　and started thrusting rapidly, like a machine gun firing non-stop. He fucked me like this for three or four minutes and 　　showed no sign of stopping. 　　I couldn't take it anymore and was almost crying as I begged him to slow down, but he ignored me and continued thrusting hard. He 　　fucked me at high speed for another three or four minutes before stopping. 　　"Was it comfortable?" 　　This time I learned my lesson and gently hummed in agreement. Xiong Ge looked satisfied. 　　He must have gotten tired of that high-frequency thrusting, because when he thrust in again, his speed became more even 　　. He still asked the same question as before, which I was too embarrassed to answer. Seeing that he was about to explode 　　, I whispered, "Yours is bigger." 　　I feel like men in this regard are like women asking men if they're prettier than another woman 　　—sometimes it's genuine beauty, sometimes it's just to satisfy vanity. 　　Unexpectedly, after hearing my insincere answer, Xiong Ge 　　became excited again, as if he'd taken a stimulant. This time, he pressed my legs onto the bed, spreading them as wide as possible 　　, and began a barrage of powerful thrusts into my vagina. He 　　used various insulting words, such as "bitch," "slut," and "whore," but hearing these 　　words that no one had ever said to me before actually gave me a strange pleasure. The more offensive his insults, the more excited my body seemed 　　to become, and the more fluid flowed from my vagina. Xiong Ge probably noticed this strange change, and he 　　insulted me even more recklessly. 　　He showed no mercy during the thrusting. "You bitch, you really know how to suck. Don't you want to leave my cock? 　　Do you suck even harder when you're with your boyfriend, you slut?" 　　"Do you like being fucked by a big cock? A slut is meant to be fucked by a big cock." 　　The more he cursed me like that, the more my whole body, from my toes to my scalp, felt like I was about to orgasm.

I began responding to Xiong Ge's insults, "Yes, I'm a slut, a whore, I like big dicks
to fuck me."
Good heavens, would anyone who knew me believe me? The perfect goddess I knew was so
wanton in bed, a complete human bitch. What was wrong with me?
After that hotel room encounter, there was a second and a third time I slept with Xiong Ge. I could
have refused him; I didn't think he'd be stupid enough to make a scene. But every time I saw his provocative
texts and the photos and videos he secretly took, I got wet.
The feeling of having sex with Xiong Ge was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. It wasn't just the physical pleasure; what stimulated me even more was the perverse pleasure of being played with and humiliated. I 　　became addicted,
like an addict . 　　"Come to Building 5, don't wear underwear, take off your bra, and put on that skirt from last time. I'll 　　wait for you here." 　　Yes, I'm certain that in this short month, something within my body has slowly awakened, 　　developed by Xiong Ge. 　　Sometimes, even during class, he would send me erotic pictures, including his erect penis. I 　　would quickly glance at them and put my phone away. The girl sitting next to me, diligently taking notes, could never imagine 　　that the person next to me was such a lewd and shameless bitch. 　　The skirt he mentioned in the text message was one I bought a while ago. I first wore it when I went to have dinner with A-Lian 　　. At that time, A-Lian and his friends were in the student council office making posters for the campus anniversary celebration and didn't have time to pay attention to me. 　　Xiong Ge, besides helping me come up with ideas, always glanced at me suspiciously. Just a few of his 　　subtle glances were enough to make me wet down there. 　　Taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, I deliberately spread my legs wide on the sofa, pulling up my skirt a bit 　　to show off my plump thighs as much as possible. 　　Seeing Xiong Ge's frustrated expression, wanting but unable to get what he wanted, I smiled happily. But when I saw his glare, 　　I shuddered, not because I was afraid he'd hit me, but because a dog is afraid of its owner's anger. 　　I pretended to look at the results of their department's work, standing next to Xiong Ge and listening to them 　　discuss how to make the poster more appealing. 　　Xiong Ge seemed engrossed in listening, but actually, his large hand had already secretly slipped 　　under my skirt from behind, grabbing my buttocks hard, trying to squeeze them like a water balloon. 　　His fingers probed my vagina through my underwear, and when his fingers touched my underwear, his expression was 　　so exaggerated it looked like he'd swallowed an egg, because I was only wearing a thong. 　　I would never have bought or worn these pants before. At most, 　　I'd wear them in bed if Ah Lian asked me to. But after Xiong Ge's "training"—or more accurately, "development" and "release" of my true self 　　—wearing traditional cotton underwear just felt uncomfortable. 　　So I bought a thong online to try it on. Once I put it on, I couldn't take it off; I was completely captivated. 　　After discovering my secret of going out in broad daylight wearing only a thong, 　　I could clearly hear his heavy breathing as he stood beside me. His nimble fingers became even more unrestrained, 　　probing in and out of my vagina. I gently resisted with my elbows, while simultaneously supporting myself on the table with both hands, raising my buttocks slightly to 　　make it easier for him to harass me. 　　Perhaps stimulated by my shameless behavior, Xiong Ge, disregarding the presence of so many people, 　　rapidly stirred his fingers inside my vagina. My whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, and I finally couldn't help but groan 　　. 　　Of course, being so close would attract attention. When they turned to look at me in surprise, I pretended to be 　　calm and apologized, telling them my legs were a little numb from standing for so long. 　　Yes, I had been brought to orgasm by another man 　　's fingers in front of my boyfriend. The more people there were, the more excited I became; I was a shameless, slutty bitch 　　. 　　A-Lian checked his watch; it was almost lunchtime. He told everyone to go eat first, and 　　he would accompany me to eat outside the school. 　　They just didn't notice the pool of unidentified liquid on the office floor where I had been standing. 　　If they smelled it up close, it was probably the most pungent odor they had ever encountered.

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