Repost of a young woman who has fallen into the sea of sex

Chapter 1 of 　　"The Young Woman Falling into the Sea of Sex":
He was a devil, and I didn't know whether to hate him or love him. He was the one who made me leave home, the one who turned me into a fallen woman, and of course, the one who gave me an unprecedented sexual experience. Now I'm back home, but thinking back on the past year and nine months still leaves me confused and melancholic.
Sitting on the train heading south, I still don't know why I did that, abandoning my home, my job, my husband, and my lovely daughter. Outside the train window is endless darkness, and I don't know if I'm heading towards light or darkness.
If he hadn't appeared, I might have lived a very ordinary life. My name is Yang Qing. Two years ago, I worked at a research institution in a large northern city. Work was a busy day, and after work, I was still busy with my family. Life passed by in a mundane and busy way. Occasionally, I would go online, until one day I met him on a chat app. He was a polite man who chatted with me patiently. Slowly, I began to confide in him, telling him about my bitterness, my disrespect at work, and my family troubles. Finally, one day, I told him about the repression in my sex life.
My husband is busier than me. He's been running his own company, spending most of his time away from home, coming home later and later, and becoming increasingly indifferent to me. In the year he's been working away, he's only been intimate with me twice. For a normal 34-year-old woman, my life feels like living the life of a widow.
Actually, I should be a charming woman; I'm above average looking, 166cm tall, slim, and after giving birth, I worked hard to lose weight, but I kept my breasts, which had grown larger during pregnancy. Yet my husband kept this wife at home. Looking back, perhaps it was his indifference that led me down this path.
I started to become infatuated with a man online named Chen Zhou, who ran a business in Guangzhou, something like telecommunications equipment. His business was supposedly quite large, but that wasn't what I cared about; it was his patience and attentiveness that captivated me.
Then one day, he suddenly invited me to travel to western Hunan, driving himself there. This was a dream I'd had for years, and I agreed without hesitation. Last October, I went, telling my family I was going to Changsha to see a college classmate I hadn't seen in years.
When I first saw Chen Zhou, I noticed he wasn't a tall, handsome man, about 170cm tall, but very muscular, which he said he developed during his military service. His voice was deep, perhaps a little magnetic.
I don't know why, but I fell in love with this man, and I gave myself to him on my first night in Changsha. I had drunk a little that day, and my heart was racing. He took me to an empty house belonging to a friend of his in Changsha.
As he opened the door, he hugged me from behind, his hands expertly cupping my breasts with one hand and carefully exploring my genitals with the other. My body trembled as if electrocuted, and my heart seemed to suddenly relax; it had finally happened. Then he bit my ear, my head resting against his body, and he picked me up and threw me onto the bed in the bedroom. I closed my eyes, preparing for that moment.
He was wicked, his tongue was wicked, from my mouth to my nipples, all with a gentle touch. That itchy feeling drove me crazy, and my vagina was immediately wet with desire. His right hand slipped under my skirt, caressing my clitoris through my panties, while his left hand pressed against my breast, pinching my nipple. An electric current surged through me, making my heart pound.
Seeing my reaction, he grew bolder, swiftly and cleanly removing my clothes. Naked in the darkness, my body twisted on the bed, and he kept turning me towards him. He had already pulled down his pants, revealing a penis hanging at his waist—quite large, to be honest. I unconsciously reached out and grasped it; it wasn't fully erect.
His movements gradually became rougher. He leaned closer, bringing his penis to my mouth. Oh my god! Never having tried this before, I instinctively turned my head away, but he immediately pulled it back, continuing to thrust his penis into my mouth. This time, I didn't resist, taking it into my mouth like the women in those pornographic films I'd seen.
His penis grew larger under my sucking; it was so thick, its salty, slightly masculine scent captivating me. I sucked on it with all my might, licking its head with my tongue and holding its testicles in my mouth with my lips. I don't know why I was so engrossed; I had never done anything like this before.
Chen Zhou became excited by my oral sex: "Oh, your mouth is so lewd, looks like you're a master at oral sex. Hehe, oh," he said, while pinching my nipples, which were already hard. Stimulated by his words, I worked even harder, taking his nearly 20-centimeter-long penis completely into my mouth, feeling how full it was.
Chen Zhou continued to tease me with his words: "Baby, your tongue is so long, can it reach your own nipples? Haha! Seeing how hard you're working, I'll repay you later, I'll definitely fuck you well." After saying that, he suddenly pulled his penis out of my mouth.
"Oh," I couldn't help but groan, as if someone had taken something precious away from me. His lewd words excited me, and why I was excited surprised me. I, who had always been so proper, was now doing something like this; oral sex was something I couldn't imagine.
Chen Zhou pressed down on my body, kissing me roughly, his thick penis grinding against the entrance of my vagina. I held him passionately, feeling the pleasure he brought to every part of my body.
Caught off guard, his penis suddenly plunged into my vagina. "Ah!" I cried out, oh my god! It felt so full. He began to thrust, from slow to fast, from light to heavy. Soon after he started thrusting, I trembled and reached orgasm.
"Ah!" My moans turned into cries, and I arched my back to receive his penis. "Ah!" My cries became almost sobbing, my body felt like it was floating on clouds, the pleasure surging through my vagina making me tremble all over.
Chen Zhou: "My baby, look at you, so slutty. What, hasn't a man fucked you in a long time? I've had a long time, how come you've already orgasmed, um, is it good, baby!" Was I really slutty? I writhed my body, enjoying the pleasure his penis brought me.
"Baby, tell me, are you enjoying it? Are you enjoying it?"
Urged on by his seductive words, I cried out, "Ah, so good!"
"Really? How good?"
"So good!"
"Haha! Are you a slutty woman?"
I was startled by his words. "No, I'm not."
"You are, aren't you? Haha! Yang Qing, you are a slutty woman. Tell me, you're a slutty woman!"
"I'm not, oh no!" His penis thrust in and out with an almost wicked rhythm, making me lose control.
"You are, Yang Qing, admit it! When you came to me, you were thinking about my cock, weren't you, you slutty woman!"
"Ah! I am, I am a slutty woman!" I finally couldn't resist the surge of lust. I admitted it, whether it was true or not, I admitted it. His penis made me so happy, I was happy to admit it.
Finally, he erupted, shouting as he sprayed all his semen into my vagina. My body bounced, welcoming the ejaculation. I didn't even consider the possibility of getting pregnant. I knew I had completely fallen in love with him, or rather, with his sex. I don't know, and I don't want to know.
I only remember that for the next five days, we didn't go to western Hunan at all; we stayed at his friend's house in Changsha. We didn't even cook; we just ordered food from outside. We were naked from morning till night, making love almost constantly. I was amazed by his sexual prowess; perhaps it was this intense sexual ability that fascinated me. I enjoyed a sexually fulfilling National Day holiday in Changsha, and from then on, I became Chen Zhou's woman. (Chapter 2 of " The Young Woman Falling into the Sea of Sex
")

When I got home, my mind was often blank. I had no interest in work or family; only my youngest daughter could evoke any maternal instinct in me. That experience had a huge impact on me. I even wondered why I acted that way—was I really that promiscuous at heart, having such passionate sex with a man I'd just met? I admit that the dullness of my family life was making me miserable; I probably craved passion. For a woman approaching middle age, I wasn't content with a mundane existence.
Chen Zhou never called me; we only met online, but he always said he was busy, and he appeared online less and less frequently. My longing for him grew stronger every day. When I finally caught him, I would talk to him incessantly until he left, and I was still unwilling to let him go.
My temper started to worsen; I often argued with my husband, complaining that he neglected the family and ignored me. Until one day two months ago, I discovered something shocking—he was having an affair. This wasn't so much a blow as it was a relief; I finally had a reason to psychologically admit my mistakes to someone I had no feelings for. I wanted to divorce my husband, but he disagreed. His reasons were valid: our daughter is six years old, sensible, and shouldn't have to bear the guilt of not having parents. I agreed, for my daughter's sake.
When Chen Zhou found out, he immediately asked me to come to Guangzhou to see him. After much consideration, I finally agreed. I made an excuse that I wanted to clear my head and told my husband I was going to Guangzhou. Of course, he had no reason to stop me, so I took three months of sick leave from my workplace (it's relatively easy to take leave since it's a state-owned enterprise).
This led to the scene described at the beginning of this story.
(This is where the narrative shifts to the third person; I want to try this, and later I'll alternate between first and third person narration.)
Yang Qing, who had left home, finally arrived in Guangzhou. She waited for over an hour on that unfamiliar platform, but Chen Zhou didn't come to pick her up as promised. Furious, Yang Qing received only a message from him—"Sorry, our son is sick. Please go to the Donghu Hotel; I've booked a room."
Yang Qing sighed. This was a valid reason, because she herself was a parent. Yang Qing had no time to appreciate the scenery along the way. Exhausted from the journey, she took a shower, put on her pajamas, and fell asleep immediately.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but in her dream, she felt her body constantly throbbing. She woke up gasping for breath. Opening her eyes groggily, she saw a man between her legs, licking her genitals. Yang Qing instantly woke up, sitting up abruptly.
The man beneath her revealed his face—it was Chen Zhou, the man she had been longing for.
Chen Zhou stood up: "I wanted you to enjoy yourself in your dream, but who knew you'd wake up?"
Yang Qing: "Hmph! All you care about is pleasure. I'm here, and you don't even acknowledge me."
Chen Zhou said as he took off his clothes: "Baby, didn't I tell you I'd come right away as soon as I was done?" He moved to the edge of the bed and pulled Yang Qing's head into his arms: "Okay, baby, I missed you so much."
Yang Qing hugged the man tightly. Chen Zhou had already taken off his pants, and his penis was pressed against Yang Qing's face. Yang Qing closed her eyes and took his penis into her mouth.
Chen Zhou stroked Yang Qing's waterfall-like hair, gently kneading it. Yang Qing felt an overwhelming tenderness, and all the longing and desire that had accumulated over the months poured out at once. She sucked on Chen Zhou's penis with all her might, feeling it gradually grow larger and harder in her mouth.
Chen Zhou pulled his penis out of Yang Qing's mouth, and Yang Qing felt a strange emptiness. She quickly stretched her head towards him, but Chen Zhou dodged away. Chen Zhou: "Little slut, are you in a hurry? Do you want my big cock? Wait a minute, let me make you feel good first." As he spoke, Chen Zhou buried his head in Yang Qing's genitals, while simultaneously lifting her legs onto his shoulders.
When Yang Qing's clitoris was taken into his mouth, she jerked as if electrocuted: "Ah!" Chen Zhou held her clitoris in his mouth, entwining it with his tongue, while his fingers were inserted into Yang Qing's vagina and stirred.
Yang Qing's breathing began to become heavy, her chest heaving violently. She tried her best to arch her lower body to accept Chen Zhou's oral assault. Chen Zhou pushed his tongue further into her vagina, and Yang Qing cried out again. The sensuality buried within her for months was actively stirred up by Chen Zhou. Suddenly, images of lewd women in porn flashed through Yang Qing's mind. She couldn't help but wonder: Am I being lewd now? Why am I like this? She licked her lips, feeling the burning heat of his body.
Seeing that she was almost there, Chen Zhou lifted her up and moved her to the window. Yang Qing gripped the windowsill, her buttocks raised, awaiting Chen Zhou's penis.
"Open the curtains," Chen Zhou commanded.
"Oh, no, people outside will see."
"Are you afraid of being seen?" Chen Zhou humiliated her.
Yang Qing felt Chen Zhou's words lashing at her like a whip. Was she really that lewd? Yang Qing twisted her head, crying out in pain, "No!" But she still opened the curtains. About 20 meters away was a multi-story office building, all green glass, completely obscuring the view of anyone. This made Yang Qing feel a little more at ease.
Chen Zhou inserted his penis into her vagina from behind. Yang Qing trembled and leaned forward. Chen Zhou began thrusting in and out of Yang Qing's wet vagina, teasing her with his words: "My little slut, have you been thinking about me for so long?"
"What do you think?"
"I need your answer." With that, Chen Zhou slowed his thrusting.
"Yes, yes. Don't stop," Yang Qing answered quickly.
Chen Zhou was secretly pleased: Let's see if you can still be stubborn with me! He then asked, "Where did you miss me?" He roughly squeezed Yang Qing's breasts: "Was it here?" He thrust into her vagina violently a few more times: "Or was it here?"
Yang Qing trembled: "Baby, I missed you everywhere."
Chen Zhou didn't let her off the hook: "Where exactly?"
"In my heart, and down there too."
"Oh, where down there is!" The thrusting immediately quickened.
"Ah, is it mine? p 肓恕0 毖钋缭咨杂男呷柘滦朔苡叠[strong.
The window faces the road, people and cars come and go, and Yang Qing, a young woman who has just left home, is being raped from behind by a large penis. Yang Qing's gaze towards the road begins to blur. Why am I so excited? Why does his penis make me feel so good? I want more.
Chen Zhou suddenly stopped, a lewd smile on his lips. Yang Qing seemed to have suddenly lost something precious in her life: "Chen Zhou, you bad guy, why did you stop? Give it to me!"
Chen Zhou hugged Yang Qing from behind and said softly: "Let's try a new way of playing, okay?"
"What new way of playing?"
"Have you ever tried anal sex?" Chen Zhou's words hit Yang Qing's heart like a hammer, and the image of anal sex in porn immediately appeared in her mind. In Yang Qing's impression, it was a very dirty and vulgar thing, but it also made her feel a little bit excited. She stubbornly insisted, "No, that's too dirty."
"Try it! My big cock is thrusting in your ass, you'll be very excited," Chen Zhou continued. "You think it's dirty, but that's just your mind. Don't you want to try that strange pleasure?"
Yang Qing fell silent. Actually, she was also shocked by the scenes in the porn. Should she try it?
Chen Zhou said, "Do you have any lotion?" Still not fully conscious, Yang Qing obsessively pulled a box from her bag. Chen Zhou scraped some with his finger and gently applied it to Yang Qing's anus. Yang Qing immediately felt a strange pleasure, and her vagina involuntarily opened and closed. Chen Zhou: "Yang Qing, I didn't expect you to be so excited!" To be honest, Yang Qing herself didn't know!
Then Chen Zhou slowly pushed his fingers aside the sphincter and entered Yang Qing's rectum. The feeling was very strange, and when he withdrew his fingers, it felt like Yang Qing had just expelled feces—very comfortable. Then his fingers played with Yang Qing's anus back and forth, and Yang Qing gradually felt comfortable and began to get used to this play.
How could it feel so good? It seems Chen Zhou really wasn't lying to me; the feeling of anal sex is really that wonderful. Yang Qing, who was extremely excited by Chen Zhou's fucking, had long since thrown her shame to the winds.
Her still itchy anus suddenly tightened, and Chen Zhou had already placed his glans, which had also been coated with lubricant, against Yang Qing's anus. Slowly, Chen Zhou squeezed his penis in. Chen Zhou was very experienced; he would go in a little, then thrust in and out two or three times, then go in a little more, repeating this several times until finally most of his penis was inside Yang Qing's anus.
When he first entered, Yang Qing felt so much pain she almost fainted. But when he thrust his large penis in and out, she felt an unprecedented pleasure. The sensation of the glans scraping against her rectum was no less pleasurable than that of the vaginal walls. Oh, she was almost going crazy!
After about ten thrusts, both Yang Qing and Chen Zhou were drenched in sweat. This kind of sex was more physically demanding than usual, so they didn't have much energy left to continue. Chen Zhou inserted his large penis into Yang Qing's anus, then lay on top of her, gently kneading her breasts with both hands.
Chen Zhou said, "Little slut, relax your buttock muscles. If you clench too tightly, it will hurt." Yang Qing gradually felt some pleasure again, and she discovered that relaxing her buttock muscles not only made it easier for Chen Zhou, but also made the pleasure from thrusting more pronounced. Why was he so experienced? Had he tried it with other women? This thought flashed through Yang Qing's mind, but pleasure immediately filled her entire being.
Next, Chen Zhou began to thrust and rape Yang Qing as usual. At this moment, Yang Qing felt an unprecedented pleasure emanating from her vagina and rectum. Oh my god, it was so wonderful! Yang Qing had never known anal sex could be so pleasurable.
"Little slut, do you like me fucking your asshole?"
At this point, Yang Qing no longer resisted mentally: "Yes."
"Really? Do you want me to fuck you like this in the future?" Chen Zhou said while thrusting.
"Yes, you'll fuck me like this in the future."
"What if another cock went into your vagina right now?" Chen Zhou probed.
"Do you have two cocks?"
"Of course, other people's. Have you ever thought about fucking two people?"
Oh my god! Yang Qing's heart was shocked again. She was slightly angry; he actually wanted to fuck her with someone else! Before she could speak, Chen Zhou's thrusting quickened, and pleasure surged from her rectum. "Ah!" Yang Qing cried out, but Chen Zhou's thrusting didn't stop. "
Tell me, do you want to do it with two people?"
Completely overwhelmed by pleasure, Yang Qing's consciousness was blurred, and she subconsciously shouted after Chen Zhou, "Yes, come on! Do me together!"
Chen Zhou also reached orgasm with Yang Qing, and with a muffled roar, he ejaculated into her rectum.
*** *** *** ***
In the following days, Chen Zhou always used the excuse of taking care of the child to avoid seeing Yang Qing. Yang Qing stayed alone in the hotel, missing Chen Zhou and thinking about the sexual intercourse and anal sex that day that had brought her to the brink of ecstasy. When she couldn't bear it anymore, she even masturbated.
Late at night, Yang Qing was sometimes overwhelmed by shame. "Have I really become a wanton woman?" she wondered. "Chen Zhou is like a demon, eroding my soul and my morals. Why do I still reminisce about our sex life? He was so good, so exciting. I would do anything he asked. Why am I like this?" Deeply ashamed, Yang Qing was on the verge of collapse.
When the May Day holiday began, Chen Zhou came to the hotel to pick up Yang Qing. He told her to take her luggage and go on a trip to Dinghu Mountain in Zhaoqing with him. However, this trip wasn't for the two of them; Chen Zhou was accompanying two Hong Kong businessmen. In Chapter 3 of "
The Young Woman Falling into the Sea of Sex, " Chen Zhou drove, with Yang Qing sitting beside him, while the two Hong Kong businessmen in their forties sat in the back. These two men were said to be going to partner with Chen Zhou to develop a larger broadband network business and even list the company in Hong Kong, so Chen Zhou relied heavily on them. But in Yang Qing's eyes, neither of them were good people. Yang Qing had assumed she was only going with Chen Zhou, so she dressed exceptionally beautifully today. A yellow dress made her look particularly mature, and her long hair, styled in an updo, further accentuated her mature charm. This outfit was intended to impress Chen Zhou, but instead, she encountered these two lecherous men. The moment they saw her, their eyes darted around her, and they kept trying to talk to her. Yang Qing gave them half-hearted replies, while Chen Zhou kept giving her meaningful glances, urging her to engage in conversation with them. This only fueled Yang Qing's anger. She stopped talking and sat there staring straight ahead. (The following is written in the first person again.) The weather was very bright, and one newly developed town after another flashed by in the Pearl River Delta. These towns shared common characteristics—wide roads, clean houses, and people sitting by the roadside selling goods. But I had no interest in appreciating the scenery. I was furious at Chen Zhou's intentions. He'd brought me here for fun, and now two perverts had shown up. It felt like I was being treated like a prostitute. But then again, it was funny—how could I compare myself to a prostitute? It was all Chen Zhou's fault; he'd cruelly left me in a hotel these past few days. Why did thinking about the hotel remind me of that day? It felt so wonderful, actually having anal sex with him! It was an experience I'd never had before. The tight, loose feeling in my anus felt like a million ants biting my heart. And Chen Zhou's words, "You're a slutty woman, my little whore," were echoing in my ears. Why was I blushing? I felt completely wet down there. Why was I like this? In my thirty-odd years of life, I'd almost never experienced such a vivid memory of sex, yet now I could easily recall those pleasurable moments. Had I really become the kind of woman Chen Zhou described? My heart trembled, both from the embarrassment of my current state and from the pleasurable sensation. Oh! How could I react so easily? I'm Chen Zhou's mistress, that scoundrel! Why am I so infatuated with him? *Screech* The car stopped, and I snapped out of my reverie. We arrived at a hotel nestled in the mountains. Chen Zhou had rented a two-story villa in the backyard, with only three rooms. Our room was against the mountain, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of lush green trees. Facing the scenery, my mood began to improve. Suddenly, without my noticing, Chen Zhou grabbed me from behind, his hand quickly sliding under my skirt and grasping my breast. "Oh!" My body arched back immediately. I don't know when it started, but my body had become incredibly sensitive; I reacted instantly to any stimulation from a man. Chen Zhou's tongue swirled around my earlobe and neck, while his large hands kneaded my breasts. His other hand reached down and stroked my mons pubis through my underwear. "Little slut, I noticed you were already wet in the car. How can you be so wanton?" "No, I'm not." I still tried to resist, but it was no use. I writhed under Chen Zhou's stimulation, surrendering myself to the sea of lust in his arms once more. Dinner was very lavish, filled with delicacies from the mountains. One of the dishes was braised clams, a type of frog found in the mountains. One of the men, whom Chen Zhou called Mr. Wu, introduced it to another man, Mr. Liang, as a specialty of western Guangdong, said to possess certain powers. As he spoke, his eyes glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, and Mr. Liang immediately burst into laughter. Chen Zhou laughed too, but I felt extremely uncomfortable.

After dinner, Chen Zhou suggested going to karaoke, and we both agreed. Chen Zhou said he needed to take a shower first, so I followed him back to the room. After we showered together, Chen Zhou pulled me onto the bed and said very seriously, "Those two are big bosses. The main reason I'm taking them out is to get them to invest in my company, so I need to try my best to make them happy. Honey, you have to cooperate too."
I was a little angry when I heard that: "What do you mean? Cooperate with what!"
"Don't be angry, I'm just asking you to wait a bit and sing with us." "
Didn't you ask me to be your escort?!" I raised my voice.
"What do you mean by escort? It's just having fun together. If they're happy, my business will be easier. My company isn't doing very well right now, and I need their funds. Just help me out, and I promise I won't do anything out of line." As he said this, he looked at me with a pained expression, and my heart softened immediately.
Seeing my silence, Chen Zhou knew I had acquiesced. He took a dress from his luggage and said, "Wear this dress tonight! It will show off your mature figure."
It was a black dress, like a net, covered in tiny, dense holes. Looking at this dress, my heart ached. He had even brought a dress; did he really want to give me to those two? My heart ached as I put on the dress. Oh my god! The dress was very short, almost 20 centimeters above the knee, and very form-fitting, completely exposing my 34D breasts. Since there were no straps, I had to take off my bra straps.
Walking into the bathroom and looking in the mirror, I was stunned. It was as if a black fishing net was wrapped around my body, and my black bra and panties were clearly visible underneath. The slits on both sides of the dress almost reached my waist. I looked like an extremely voluptuous woman.
In my previous thirty-odd years of life, I had always been a conventional woman, never wearing such sexy clothes, not even underwear. But now that I'm dressed like this, my heartache has turned into desolation. So this is how Chen Zhou turned himself into a whore.
But my feelings for that man still made me indifferently put on makeup, lightly brushing my eyebrows and applying purplish-red lipstick. Because my skin is so fair, I didn't need any powder. Then I let my hair down, a long, cascading wavy hairstyle. Looking at my voluptuous reflection in the mirror, that strange sensuality burned within me again. I asked myself again, why did I become like this?
When I walked out of the restroom, my appearance surprised Chen Zhou. He came over and hugged me: "Baby, you're a real stunner." I coldly accepted his embrace. Entering the
karaoke room, Wu Sheng and Liang Sheng were immediately stunned by my appearance. Seeing their excited eyes, I felt both contempt and pleasure. God! I actually felt pleasure. The karaoke room was dimly lit, but a few small purple spotlights made it very comfortable. Wu Sheng ordered a lot of food and several bottles of alcohol, including whiskey, XO, and a bottle of red wine. They asked me what I wanted to drink, and I chose the red wine. Wu Sheng and Liang Sheng were already singing, their voices obviously not very pleasant, while Chen Zhou was making tea and serving water, occasionally clapping. Wu Sheng requested a song to sing with me. I was reluctant, but Chen Zhou kept urging me, so I reluctantly took the microphone. Liang Sheng also said he would sing with me next. Chen Zhou actually switched his seat with Wu Sheng's. Looking at his apologetic face, I suddenly felt a little uneasy. He pushed me next to Wu Sheng, and I felt bad, so I downed my drink. I don't know when, but Liang Sheng sat down to my left and said, "Oh, Miss Yang, you have such a high tolerance! Another one!" He picked up his glass and refilled my glass. I ignored him. The song had already started, and Wu Sheng and I began to sing. Before I knew it, Wu Sheng placed his hand on my shoulder, his large, fleshy hand gently stroking it. Surprisingly, it didn't feel too uncomfortable. After the song ended, I leaned back on the sofa. Liang Sheng picked up a glass of wine and waved it in front of me, saying, "Come on, Miss Yang, this is our first meeting, let's have a drink." I wanted to refuse, but he said, "What, are you looking down on me? You were drinking so much just now, it's disrespectful not to drink now!" Chen Zhou also urged, "Just drink it generously!" Seeing his indifference towards me, I felt a pang of bitterness. I picked up my glass and clinked it with Liang Sheng's. He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. I drank half of it, and Liang Sheng immediately grabbed my hand, half-pushing, half-forcing me to drink the rest. Towards the end, I felt the wine was a bit astringent, like there were some dregs, but the lighting was dim, and I didn't pay much attention. After we finished drinking, Liang Sheng picked up the microphone and handed it to me. I sang with him again, and he naturally put his arm around my waist. At that moment, I wasn't too bothered by the alcohol. His hand rubbed my waist, slowly moving down to my buttocks. I only realized this while singing and quickly shifted my body. Liang Sheng, sensing the inappropriateness, removed his hand. Wu Sheng kept praising my singing and beauty. Although I wasn't used to it, I still felt flattered; after all, everyone has vanity. We sang a few songs, then I drank another glass. My heart was pounding, and I felt my face turning red. Wu Sheng suggested that drinking alone wasn't fun and that we play a drinking game. I said I didn't know how, but he offered to teach me—something like "Little Bee." Actually, I knew how to play, but I didn't want to play with them. Liang Sheng, standing nearby, also encouraged me, saying that playing the drinking game was more fun. Chen Zhou had been watching from the side the whole time. I was angry that he hadn't come to my rescue, but unexpectedly, he stood up and said, "I've had too much to drink, my head hurts a bit, I'm going to get some sleep." I quickly stood up to help him out, but he pulled me back, saying, "I'm fine, you stay and keep these two gentlemen company. If you leave too, they'll be bored, don't spoil the fun." He squeezed my arm hard as he spoke. Seeing that he was actually leaving me there, I completely lost hope and slumped down. Then they started playing drinking games. I kept losing because I wasn't paying attention, but luckily I could hold my liquor. Now, the two of them were flanking me, one hand on my shoulder and the other on my leg, but I was still somewhat sober enough to refuse them. Wu Sheng put on some dance music and asked me to dance, which I accepted. He held me tightly in his arms, in a close, cheek-to-cheek dance. He rested his head on mine, his hands stroking my waist. His thick, strong hands felt incredibly powerful, and I gradually felt a little lightheaded. A heat rose from my stomach, spreading throughout my body; I thought it was the effect of the alcohol. Wu Sheng's chest pressed against mine, gently rubbing against it. My heart pounded even harder, and my nipples hardened from the friction. The heat, combined with the friction, felt incredibly pleasurable. He whispered in my ear, "Miss Yang, you're so beautiful! I liked you the moment I saw you, and your figure is so hot! Like what we '95 Hong Kongers call 'busty'." Hearing his words, I suddenly became alert, struggling to break free from his embrace, and made an excuse to go to the restroom. Looking in the bathroom mirror, I saw my face flushed, my large breasts protruding. I touched my neck, feeling the heat coursing through my body. Chen Zhou's wicked grin filled my mind. That scoundrel had actually given me away to two men. I'd traveled all this way to find him; hadn't he ever loved me at all? My heart was filled with conflicting emotions. Torn by my body's reaction, I made a decision: Fine, I'll go with them, let's see what you do! Back in the room, I relaxed and sat between the two men. Wu Sheng and Liang Sheng, seeing my unusually alluring appearance, grinned from ear to ear. They leaned over and offered me drinks, which I readily accepted, downing them in one gulp. Their hands began to roam restlessly over my body. Wu Sheng touched my thigh on the right, while Liang Sheng placed his hand on my stomach on the left. I gradually felt the changes their hands were causing. I leaned back against the sofa, panting with my face up, but my hands still instinctively resisted their advances.

Liang Sheng slowly moved his hand upwards, then suddenly covered my right breast. I shuddered as if electrocuted, my hands frantically trying to resist his assault. But I was too weak to resist Liang Sheng's strength. He was very experienced, rubbing back and forth on my nipple, then expanding the area in circles until he covered my entire breast. What made it even harder for me to resist was that Wu Sheng also reached under my skirt almost simultaneously. At that moment, I was being violated from both sides by two strange men
. In an instant, shame, anger, pleasure, and a little excitement filled my heart. Within seconds, I felt a surge of pleasure. To be honest, these two men were indeed experts; they always managed to find my erogenous zones. Wu Sheng's hand pressed against my underwear, his thumb and forefinger pinching and rubbing my clitoris back and forth, causing my little thing to swell uncontrollably. The restlessness inside me spread from my genitals to every part of my body with the movement of his fingers, and I began to move restlessly. Seeing my body's reaction, the two men became even bolder. Liang Sheng reached his hand further inside my skirt, kneading my breasts, and with his other hand pulled my skirt down. I tried to resist, but my skirt had already been pulled down to below my bra. "Ah," I cried out in shame, and just as I opened my mouth, Liang Sheng leaned in and covered my mouth with his thick lips, his tongue entwining with mine. The sudden attack threw me off balance, but my body's instincts made me accept him. When his lips touched mine, my last bit of psychological defense collapsed, and I silently admitted: Forget it, he's ignoring me now. With my psychological burden lifted, I began to be intimate with the two men. At this moment, Wu Sheng and Liang Sheng together took off my skirt, leaving me only in a set of black underwear and black high heels. Liang Sheng stroked my calves, which felt incredibly comfortable. Wu Sheng had already taken off his clothes; his large belly made him look quite unpleasant, but his penis was already erect. I stroked it, feeling it wriggle in my hand. When Liang Sheng's mouth was on my nipple, I took a deep breath. Oh! My breasts were swollen and a little painful, desperately needing his touch. I turned to meet his mouth, kissing him passionately, while his hands continued to rub my underwear. My vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids. I had long since thrown all sense of shame and morality to the winds, letting these two ugly 95-year-old Hong Kong men play with me. The following narrative resumes in the third person (please feel free to offer your opinions on this writing style). Wu Sheng's hand reached up to Yang Qing's back and unhooked her bra, instantly exposing her large breasts to the air. Yang Qing's breasts, having given birth, were enlarged but slightly sagging, and her areolas and nipples had turned a brownish hue. Wu Sheng lowered his head and began sucking on Yang Qing's nipple, occasionally biting it with his teeth. Yang Qing moaned softly as he sucked. Meanwhile, Liang Sheng had already pulled down her panties. He spread Yang Qing's thighs and placed his head between her legs to perform oral sex on her. Liang Sheng used his hands to part her mons pubis and sucked on her clitoris, swirling it with his teeth and tongue. Her vaginal fluids gushed out continuously. Seeing that the time was right, Liang Sheng stood up and rubbed his penis against the entrance of Yang Qing's vagina. At this moment, Yang Qing's sexual desire was completely aroused. She eagerly guided Liang Sheng's penis into her body with her hand. Liang Sheng's penis parted her labia and thrust all the way in. Yang Qing arched her body, moaning loudly. Seeing that Liang Sheng had succeeded, Wu Sheng put his penis to Yang Qing's mouth. Yang Qing immediately took it into her mouth and began to stroke Wu Sheng's large penis. Thanks to Chen Zhou's training, Yang Qing's oral skills were already quite good. Wu Sheng lay there, comfortably enjoying the services of this sexy young woman. The three of them engaged in this lewd act for a while. Liang Sheng and Wu Sheng exchanged a glance. Liang Sheng pulled his penis out, and Yang Qing immediately felt a sense of emptiness. The two turned Yang Qing's body around, facing the back of the sofa. Wu Sheng sat on the sofa, and Yang Qing knelt down, inserting her vagina into Wu Sheng's penis and beginning to stroke it up and down. After Liang Sheng stood aside and let Yang Qing perform oral sex on him for a while, he moved behind her, smeared some of the vaginal fluid from her vagina onto his penis, and then used his hand to spread open her anus, slowly inserting the head of his penis into her anus. Yang Qing suddenly felt something pressing against her anus and immediately knew what was happening. She hurriedly twisted her body, crying out, "No, ah, no!" To cooperate with Liang Sheng, Wu Sheng increased his thrusting speed from below. Waves of pleasure made Yang Qing's body weak and powerless, and her anal muscles relaxed instantly. Liang Sheng's penis smoothly broke through her anus and slowly squeezed in little by little. Although Yang Qing had previous experience with anal sex with Chen Zhou, her anus was still very tight. Liang Sheng's penis caused her extreme pain when it entered. This pain combined with the pleasure in her vagina, causing her to tremble and reach orgasm: "Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, woof!" Yang Qing was completely powerless, being manipulated by the two men like a sandwich, only able to moan incoherently as they did as they pleased. The two Hong Kong men, both born in 1995, were very satisfied with the sexy northern woman. After a while, they ejaculated into Yang Qing's uterus and rectum respectively. After all three were satisfied, they lay in the karaoke room and fell into a deep sleep until the next morning. Chen Zhou, on the other hand, left early in the morning, citing business to attend to in Guangzhou. In the following days, Wu Sheng, Liang Sheng, and Yang Qing stayed in the small villa, making love day and night. Yang Qing didn't need to wear clothes all day long. The two Hong Kong men, both born in 1995, used aphrodisiacs to enhance their pleasure. Whenever they were sexually aroused, they would pull Yang Qing and have sex with her. On the stairs, in the bedroom, in the garden, everywhere left behind the lewd figures of Yang Qing, Wu Sheng, and Liang Sheng. In these few days, Yang Qing completely abandoned the dignity of a woman, cooperating with the two men in various positions and methods, her body covered with their semen. What about family, what about work, Yang Qing had completely forgotten. All that existed was lewdness, only endless sex. Chapter 6 of " The Young Woman Falling into the Sea of Sex": Yang Qing, Wu Sheng, and Liang Sheng had been engaging in wild lewdness for five days in the small villa in Dinghu Mountain. Yang Qing had transformed from a respectable woman with a family and a proper job into a woman filled with dark lust. All she thought about all day long was having sex with the two men; Yang Qing's mind was completely blank. During this time, Wu Sheng hinted to Yang Qing several times that if she was willing, he would buy her an apartment in Guangzhou, support her daily life, or she could find a sinecure at his company—in other words, he wanted to keep her as his mistress. Each time Wu Sheng said this, Yang Qing would say he was joking; if it were about keeping a mistress, big bosses like that would definitely enjoy keeping young girls. On the night before she left, Wu Sheng brought it up again, and Yang Qing still laughed it off. But Wu Sheng became very serious and told her he wanted to keep her. Yang Qing found it hilarious that he was actually serious, but upon reflection, she realized she definitely couldn't go back to Chen Zhou after returning to Guangzhou. Now, all Yang Qing felt was disgust and hatred for Chen Zhou—a grown man willing to use her as a hostage for business. But where could she go back to Guangzhou? Yang Qing dared not think of going home; a vague feeling of deeply letting down her family and her daughter lingered within her. These thoughts pierced Yang Qing's heart like needles. She was consciously trying to escape her family, and she felt ashamed of her promiscuous behavior towards them, so in the end she agreed to Wu Sheng's suggestion.

Back in Guangzhou, Yang Qing ignored Chen Zhou. On her second night back at the hotel, Wu Sheng took her to his villa in Panyu. Wu Sheng told her to stay there for now, and later he would buy her any house she wanted in Guangzhou. From then on, Yang Qing became Wu Sheng's mistress in Guangzhou. At her request, Wu Sheng arranged for her to work as an assistant manager at his company's Guangzhou branch—a sinecure, a job she could take if she wanted, with a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan.
Wu Sheng's business was quite large, requiring him to travel all over the world. Initially, he would spend more than half the month in Guangzhou, and she went to work diligently, but most people in the company knew her true nature, so few dared to approach her.
Sometimes, after Wu Sheng had sex with Yang Qing, she would look out at the cold moon, feeling utterly desolate. A highly educated intellectual from a national research institution, she had been reduced to being someone's mistress.
Three months later, Yang Qing called home, saying she had found a job at a large company through a classmate in Guangzhou and planned to stay there for a while. She had also called her current employer to resign. Yang Qing faced life with a sense of aimlessness. When she felt bored, she would sometimes go to a bar to relax.
For Yang Qing, the bar was a place where she could temporarily forget her troubles. A few drinks, a little tipsy, and a few gentle songs would make her feel very relaxed, allowing her to temporarily forget many of her worries.
That day, Yang Qing went to her usual spot—the house. She found a seat in a corner of the bar, and the bartender, whom she knew well, quickly poured her a "Pink Lady" drink. Yang Qing was completely different now. Back in the north, she never dressed revealingly, but now, after those promiscuous days, her clothing exuded feminine charm. Today, she wore a black low-cut short dress, her cleavage subtly visible under the fabric.
It was still early, and the not-too-busy bartender chatted with her. Xiao Jian, the bartender, was a tall and handsome boy. He often joked with Yang Qing that he liked her very much. Every time, Yang Qing would say that if he liked her, he would be in trouble. Xiao Jian would stick out his tongue and say, "Ah, you're the woman of a mafia boss." Yang Qing would give him a charming smile.
Yang Qing no longer rejected men's advances because her sexual desire had been fully awakened. Wu Sheng alone couldn't satisfy her, not to mention that Wu Sheng didn't come often. This talkative bartender—if he didn't try to seduce her, would Yang Qing give up?
After 9 o'clock, the bar gradually became more crowded, and soon there were quite a few people seated. At this moment, a young man came to her side with a drink: "Miss, may I sit down?" Yang Qing looked up at him; he was clean and not unpleasant, so she nodded. After the young man sat on her right, he pointed to another man behind him and said, "This is my friend." The man behind him was a little younger and nodded to her. Yang Qing greeted him in return. He sat on Yang Qing's left, and the three of them started chatting.
It turned out the man on the right was called Xiao Wu, and the man on the left was called Xiao Lin; both worked for a foreign company. Xiao Lin had particularly cunning eyes, constantly darting his gaze over Yang Qing's body. Yang Qing frequently flashed her alluring smile, giving both of them a great sense of pleasure. When they felt they had had enough, they took Yang Qing away.
The three of them got into a taxi, and as soon as the car started moving, the men on either side began to act inappropriately. Xiao Lin caressed Yang Qing's breasts, while Xiao Wu tended to her vulva. The two men spread her thighs apart, pulling her short skirt up to her upper thighs. Xiao Wu's fingers skillfully rubbed her labia, and Yang Qing began to moan in arousal.
After the taxi driver enjoyed this erotic spectacle in the car, they got out at a residential area—Xiao Wu's rented place.
As soon as they entered the room, Xiao Wu and Xiao Lin eagerly embraced Yang Qing, each holding half of her body. Xiao Lin hugged her upper body, pulled open her already soaked skirt, unhooked Yang Qing's bra, and kissed her. Sometimes Xiao Lin put Yang Qing's entire breast in his mouth, while pinching the other with his fingers, switching between the two.
Xiao Wu pulled down Yang Qing's panties, put his face to her vulva, and laughed, "Lin, look, this little slut is already wet down there." He then placed his mouth on Yang Qing's vulva and gently licked it, occasionally lightly biting her clitoris with his teeth. Yang Qing felt incredibly pleasurable; a dark fire of desire began to burn within her. At this moment, she desperately needed a man.
After a period of caressing by the two men, Yang Qing's body went limp. The two men then stripped off their clothes and carried Yang Qing into the bedroom. Xiao Lin and Xiao Wu sandwiched Yang Qing between them and began to fondle her breasts. Xiao Lin kept stroking Yang Qing's 34D breasts, saying, "Hehe, look at such big breasts. By the way, how old are you?" As he spoke, Xiao Lin pulled off the bra covering Yang Qing's very elastic and soft breasts.
Yang Qing was already a little overwhelmed and vaguely replied, "34. You're all little brothers."
Xiao Wu laughed, "Hehe! We just like to fuck older sisters."
Xiao Lin looked at those big breasts, seemingly very excited. Meanwhile, Xiao Wu was also caressing Yang Qing's genitals through her panties, making Yang Qing moan incessantly, "Ah, you guys are so amazing, you're making me feel so good, let me help you too!"
Yang Qing grasped Xiao Lin's hard, erect penis, then licked it with her tongue and sucked it with her mouth. Yang Qing made Xiao Lin feel very comfortable, exclaiming, "Ah, sister, your tongue is so amazing!"
Then, Xiao Wu finally couldn't resist, pulling down Yang Qing's skirt and stroking his erect penis, placing it to Yang Qing's lips. Yang Qing was still sucking on Xiao Lin's penis, moaning "Mmm! Mmm!" When she saw this, she quickly took Xiao Lin's penis out, saying, "I didn't realize you were so young, but your thing is so big!" Then she took Xiao Wu's penis into her mouth.
While Yang Qing was sucking Xiao Wu's penis, Xiao Wu was caressing her breasts: "You slut, do you often sleep with men? Look at you, you're so lewd!" Yang Qing reacted particularly well to such obscene words, and she worked even harder to give Xiao Wu oral sex. At the same time, Xiao Lin brought his tongue close to Yang Qing's vulva, first taking a good look, then sticking his tongue inside to lick Yang Qing's beautiful vulva. "Oh," Yang Qing kept making these sounds.
After a while, the two stopped what they were doing. First, Xiao Lin licked Yang Qing's anus to make it less dry, and then slowly tried to insert his penis. "Ah! It hurts! It hurts! No! It hurts!" Yang Qing screamed in pain. Because Xiao Lin had already inserted the head of his penis into the center, he ignored Yang Qing's cries of pain and continued to thrust in all at once.
At the same time, Xiao Wu was also inserting his penis into Yang Qing's vagina. Yang Qing cried out, "Ouch! It hurts! I can't take it anymore!" Xiao Wu ignored her, and then with a "plop," both of their penises were fully inserted into Yang Qing's body at the same time!
Yang Qing started screaming loudly, "Ah, it hurts!" She almost cried.
Xiao Lin said, "Don't make a fuss! You slut! I'm enjoying myself, and you're bothering me. If you don't want to do it anymore, you'll be moaning like a slut again in a little while!"
The lustful fluid inside Yang Qing's vagina slowly overflowed with the in and out of the penises, flowing down her thighs and leaving small wet spots on the bed. Xiao Lin and Xiao Wu's stamina was indeed amazing. They kept thrusting, and Yang Qing reached orgasm with each thrust!
"Ah ah," Yang Qing's whole body trembled, and her vagina contracted rhythmically. Xiao Wu inserted his penis deeply into Yang Qing's vagina, enjoying this supreme pleasure! With great difficulty, Yang Qing slowly recovered from her passion, but at this moment, Xiao Lin started thrusting again, which quickly brought Yang Qing back to her previous excited state.
The entire bedroom was filled with Yang Qing's moans and groans, along with the sounds of the three men's bodies colliding. Finally, after bringing Yang Qing to two orgasms, the two men ejaculated into her two holes.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/175249.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=175249&aspx=1

Previous Page : The allure of the beautiful older sister-in-law

Next Page : Behind the haughty and elegant

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Repost of a young woman who has fallen into the sea of sex

comment Open a new window to view comments