【Military Young Woman】(01-03) Author: leonshiu

Author: leonshiu
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Part One: Distorted

I am 32 years old, married for 6 years. My husband and I are both career sergeants, serving together at Taoyuan Air Base.
We have a 2-year-old daughter and live in the officers' quarters next to the base.

With my delicate features, slender figure, and elegant demeanor, I earned
the title of "Base Flower" at the base, and was the focus of all the men there. Before my marriage, I had suitors
from all levels of the base.

Among so many male suitors at the base, it was honestly... very difficult for me not to be moved.

From the time my current husband and I started dating until the news of our marriage spread throughout the base, the astonishment on the faces of my suitors
was written all over their faces, especially those arrogant flight officers. Every time they saw my
husband, they would show a jealous look.

They must have been wondering, why didn't I choose a high-paid pilot, or even a ground crew officer?
Why did she choose a sergeant of the same rank as me as her husband?

To that, I can only say… my husband was a senior colleague in my unit. We often worked together
on various avionics maintenance tasks, and over time, we naturally became a couple. I guess it was
a case of love blossoming !

After experiencing the joy of marriage and the shy pain of my first night, as a mother, my breasts had upgraded from a B cup to a C
cup. My mature and alluring figure was even more stunning than before. Although my hips had become a bit larger, they were still firm and
round. After giving birth, the attention I received at the base didn't decrease, but rather increased.

A year after our marriage, my husband transferred to a different unit. Our jobs changed. In the mornings, we still rode our bicycles to work
together , but after work, we went home separately.
Two years passed like this, peacefully, sweetly, and steadily.

In the third year of our marriage, our precious daughter came to live with us from her in-laws' house. I felt so warm and
happy! I wish time could stand still at this moment.

Starting in the fourth year of our marriage, problems began to appear.

My husband started drinking frequently due to work-related stress and promotion pressures. This escalated to the point where he would spend

his days playing online games after work, complaining about his superiors' opinions of him, and about male colleagues at the base giving

him lecherous looks. He would launch into a long tirade of complaints. As his wife, all I could do was gently encourage and comfort him with love,
but I couldn't bring him back to his former self. Our relationship gradually reached a freezing point.

One night, after putting our daughter to sleep, I went to do the laundry. My husband, who had been drinking and
hadn't showered for four or five days, boldly forced himself on me on the back balcony.

No matter what, he was still my husband. He had needs, and I had an obligation to satisfy them. But it wasn't even
ten o'clock yet, and it was on the balcony…

I kept trying to calm him down, urging him to come to the room, but he refused. In the
midst …

"Slap!" I reflexively slapped him.

I stared at my right hand in surprise, and in an instant, I began to regret my actions.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you alright? Let me see," I said regretfully.

"Come on! Let's go into the room and do it!" I said coquettishly, pulling his hand.

Although my weak wrist hadn't caused any damage, I still lowered my head and
apologized .

"You dare hit me, fuck your mother! It's okay, watch how I fuck you to death! Fuck!"

He roughly hugged my body, and before I could
react I was buried in his naked chest.

He fiercely pinched my lips
and teeth, forcibly kissing my small mouth, his tongue burrowing into my tightly closed lips, a stench of alcohol hitting my face, his teeth and tongue covered in yellowish grime, all pushed into my
mouth , forcing me to swallow under the humiliation of his rough kiss.

As my filthy, beastly husband forcefully kissed me, time seemed to stand still. The torture felt like it was just
beginning, never to end. Instantly, tears of grievance welled up in my eyes.

He kissed me until he could barely breathe, and only when his lips left mine did he
reach out .

"Are you crazy!" I cried out. "Don't do this! Someone will see us."

"Damn it, you hit me so hard. I'm going to make it up to you by fucking you right here."

Under the streetlights, my exposed purple half-cup bra and smooth, white skin further aroused his bestiality.

He roughly pulled off my bra.

"No!" I struggled against the shame of being seen, making a final stand.

It was too late. My round breasts had already sprung from my chest, the full orbs standing
erect as if defying gravity, the pale brown nipples proudly blooming in the air, instantly filling it with a cloying milky scent.

"What beautiful breasts! You're begging to be fucked!"

His desire had erupted, uncontrollably. He gripped my breasts tightly, kneading them roughly
, the flawless roundness transforming into various shapes, as if juice were being squeezed out under the fierce pressure.

His hands were brutally ravaging and playing with my breasts,
rubbing areolas vigorously.

My breasts were being played with by my husband at the same time, and although I was extremely unwilling, I was powerless to stop him.

"Hehe, is it good? Your nipples are already erect," he said.

"No!" I retorted.

"Your body is very honest. I've never seen such lustful breasts."

Being forcibly violated by this beastly husband outside the house, the intense shame made me really want to die.

He buried his face in the deep cleavage, greedily sucking and licking, recklessly biting the flesh of my breasts .
My beautiful breasts, with their elasticity and softness at their peak, swayed from side to side, his mouth seemingly glued to them.

"Mmm!~ Mmm!" My husband roared like a beast in heat.

He quickly pulled down his taut shorts, revealing his engorged and menacing penis.

I turned my face away, tears streaming down my face, and accepted my husband's perverted brutality tonight…

He forcefully pinned me to the ground, grabbed my pale legs, and forcefully spread them into a V-shape.

"No!" I cried out, tears streaming down my face.

Ignoring my pleas, he pulled up my white dress, his fingers rubbing and kneading
my vulva forcefully through my white panties.

Being forced into intercourse by my own husband in such a beastly manner was excruciating, a pain of utter
despair Was this my marriage? My husband?

He made indistinct sounds, his eyes bloodshot, a lewd grin spreading across his face, as he pulled my panties down
to my knees.

The extreme shame and pain made my head spin, my consciousness fading.

"Up in the air, I'm going to fuck you from behind, you hear me?" he roared.

He forcefully flipped me over, pinning me against the low balcony wall, lifting my buttocks. His
glans was already glistening with fluid, veins bulging on his shaft, as he viciously attacked my vulva.

"Don't you love being fucked from behind?" he laughed, pushing against my closed vulva, forcefully thrusting
his penis inside.

Because my vagina wasn't wet enough, his penetration was excruciating.

"No, husband, please... pull it out!" I pleaded desperately.

"What? You don't want my cock inside you? You don't want me to fuck your pussy? Then who will fuck it?!" he
snapped .

"Damn it! Your pussy is still so tight, fuck! So good!"

My husband's penis forced its way through my narrow passage, as if it were being stretched open. The thick shaft of his penis was
tightly inserted into my dry honey hole, constantly rubbing against the tender flesh of my vaginal walls. This pain tormented me.

"So thick, so hard, my body is going to break." I wailed, "No, I don't want to!"

The pain from the thrusting made me want to escape, twisting my slender waist to avoid the penis
reaching the deepest part of my honey hole. But the man's natural strength subdued me, preventing me from moving.

"A woman's pussy is born to be fucked by a man, how about it? Feeling good being fucked by my cock, huh!"

Showing no pity for my tears streaming down my face from pain and humiliation, he relentlessly thrust into me, his rapid and intense
movements as if trying to shove his entire body into my honey pot. He twisted his hips, trying to
penetrate even deeper.

The image of my beloved husband gradually blurred in my mind, growing further and further away. The pain
was driving me almost insane.

"Ah~, it hurts so much, stop, don't do it anymore…" I cried out incessantly.

Thump…thump, the sounds of male and female flesh colliding echoed on the balcony, and I helplessly wailed incessantly.

He was babbling incoherently, screaming, "Ah!~ Ah!~ Ah!, I'm going to die!"

"Ah!~ Ah!, all the men in the base want to fuck you, do you know that?"

"Ah!~ Ah!~ Ah!, Ha! Ha! You're still just pretending, it feels good!"

"Ah!~ Ah!~ Ah!, I'm going to fuck your cock until it's broken, fuck you to death! Fuck you to death!"

"Ah!~ Ah!~ Ah!, I'm going to shoot inside your cock!"

"Ah! Shoot!~ Ah!~ Ah!~ I'm going to shoot!~ Ah!..."

My husband's penis thrust hard against my clitoris, shooting his lustful seed deep into my honeypot, the hot,
thick semen continuously pouring into the deepest part of my honeypot...

In an instant, the terrifying nightmare finally ended, he panted heavily, lying on my back, breathing heavily.

Finally over... over... that's how I comforted myself.

Part Two:

The night he got lost, he pretended to be drunk on the balcony…

Thankfully, after the incident, there was no gossip about me circulating at the base.

My husband and I spent a month in this cold war…

My husband went to the Tainan Command for training (advanced sergeant class) two weeks ago. During his three-month training
period, it was a good opportunity for us to calm down.

Recently, a group of junior officers joined the team. They are recent graduates from the sergeant school. Perhaps because of them
, the base held a family gathering today, allowing officers' and soldiers' families to come and see the aircraft and
their children's daily lives.

I was on leave that day, but since my quarters are right next to the base, I brought my daughter
to play.

At noon, there were no other family members visiting the aircraft hangar. They had all gone to the Zhongshan Room in the team headquarters to have
snacks and rest. Only my daughter, two safety sergeants, and I remained in the maintenance hangar.

My daughter had just fallen asleep after playing. I needed to use the restroom, so I asked the two safety sergeants to watch
my daughter while I went to the restroom in the hangar.

The factory's toilet was rather rudimentary; it was a unisex toilet with a urinal, a
washbasin, and two old-fashioned latrines, but it was quite clean.

Entering the toilet, I lifted my skirt, took off my underwear, and had barely squatted down when someone came in.
I looked up and was startled—it was a new junior student from the team, peeking at me through the vent in the door
.

Before I could say anything, the junior student repeatedly said, "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

But while he was apologizing, his eyes were fixed on my lower body.

I lowered my head, both ashamed and angry, and said to him, "You're still looking! Get out!"

Before I could finish speaking, the junior student fled as if running away. My lower body was left naked,
stared at by him for over a minute. I imagine my face must have been as red as an apple.

Less than a minute later, someone else came in. Huh! …His shoes…why were they the same as that junior's
? Just then, he walked into the stall next to mine and closed the door. Those shoes made me suspicious. I turned
to look beside me—oh my god! …

I saw that junior from before! He was lying on the floor, peering at me through the large gap in the stall.
What should I do?

I tried to stay calm, turned around, and didn't dare move. But the junior remained in the same position,
still peeking. My mind was in turmoil. Then the junior spoke: "Sorry, senior, I'm not
that kind of person."

I ignored him.

He opened the door and stopped at the sink. I involuntarily peeked out through the ventilation hole in the door. I saw him standing in front of the sink, and what shocked me even more…he had taken out
his penis. It was the first time I'd ever seen a penis other than my husband's. It was different from my husband's; it was erect , long, thick, and white. It had less pubic hair than my husband, and my husband's penis wasn't as big, and the color was…

He was dark-skinned, and his glans was still covered, while my husband's was half-exposed—the difference was striking.

I saw him use his hand to expose his glans; it was pink and quite cute.

This sight made my face flush and my heart race. I felt a little wet down there, and my face was burning.

He suddenly squatted down towards me, and our eyes met. I quickly lowered my head.

He said, "Senior, I'm sorry, this is returning it to you, okay?"

I kept my head down, not daring to speak. I thought I should leave; my mind was in turmoil, but he kept staring at me
, making it impossible for me to stand up. If I stood up, wouldn't he see everything?

What should I do?

Later, I stopped caring. He had already seen me, and I didn't dare make a scene. I just wanted
to leave quickly and take my daughter home.

I stood up as fast as I could, dressed, rushed out of the toilet, grabbed my daughter from the officer, and left the shed
without looking back , heading towards the officer

's residence. Soon, I noticed he was still following me at a distance. I thought, how dare he be so
bold shameless? Isn't he afraid of military law?

He'd taken advantage of me enough, and he still dared to follow me. Plus, he was a member of our team. I turned and pointed at him,
yelling, "Have you had enough?"

Then I got a good look at him. He was about my height, but his body was quite muscular, and
his face still had a youthful innocence.

He only said three words: "I'm sorry."

I didn't say anything and continued walking back.

He caught up with me and said, "Senior, please forgive me?"

How could I say that? Looking at his sincere eyes, his youthful and refined face, and his innocent
appearance, and remembering what had just happened—his huge penis…

my heart started racing. I also noticed his pants were still bulging, which made me feel
uncomfortable. I hadn't let my husband touch me for several months! At that moment, I desperately wished my husband were here
with me, to chase this junior away, and then go home and…

What am I thinking! …

I rushed home, and seeing that he wasn't following, I went inside. My mind was in turmoil,
and I felt intense urge. I lay on the sofa, and every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was that junior's big, thick, erect
penis. How could I be like this? …

I tried hard not to think about it, to control myself, but I felt like I was losing control. Honey, I miss you so much,
please come back soon.

Around 3 PM, my daughter woke up. The house was so stuffy, so I took her outside to play. I
sat under the shade of a tree in the yard to breastfeed her when I sensed someone nearby. I looked up, and oh my god! That
junior was staring at me from not far away.

I quickly pulled my clothes down, otherwise he would see my breasts again. I ignored him.

After a while, he walked towards me. I stopped breastfeeding my daughter and squatted
down . He came to my side and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, please forgive me."

I yelled at him, "Are you crazy? You expect me to forgive you for something like this? Besides, you clearly did it on purpose."

As I looked up at him, his eyes were still fixed on my shirt collar. I thought, he saw my
breasts, he saw everything! Waaah…

To make it easier to breastfeed my daughter, I hadn't worn a bra at home. This was so embarrassing!
How could this happen? In such a short time, he saw me from head to toe.

His pants were still bulging. What should I do? He kept spying on me! Husband, help me!

Afterwards, I picked up my daughter and quickly went home.

That evening, the weather was very hot and humid, and it looked like it was going to rain. My daughter had just fallen asleep when I went to the bathroom to shower.
I thought to myself, since we got married, I haven't felt any attraction to any man. How could I have let a young man arouse my desire today
? Was it because of his big penis? What would it feel like to be penetrated by him? Was he still a virgin?

I think he'd be better than my husband, because his is so big, it must be so powerful.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but touch my breasts with one hand and caress my vulva with the other.

My milk flowed out, and my vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid. I kept
touching my clitoris, feeling so good. All I could think about was that big penis. Ah! Ah! My orgasm came
…

It's been so long since I felt this way. My orgasm lasted for a long time. It was so good, so comfortable.
I've never felt like this before. What's wrong with me today? …

It started raining heavily outside. I went to the window to close it, and ah! I was so scared. I
saw someone standing outside my house. It was him… That junior was still there, kneeling down.

Seeing him kneeling in the rain, I asked, "What are you doing?"

He said, "Senior, I'm sorry, I like you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. You're the
first 've ever seen. Senior, I like you."

At that moment, I really didn't know what to do. Seeing him kneeling in the rain, getting soaked, I suddenly felt so
sorry for him.

What should I do?

Looking at his sincere eyes and youthful face, I started to like him a little too. Perhaps his large
penis added to his appeal!

Seeing that the neighbors hadn't noticed, I pulled him into my house.

Part Three: Desire

in the house...

Seeing that he was completely soaked, he seemed a little cold, his body shivering slightly. He stood there staring at me
intently , his wet pants sticking up high.

I was wearing a white dress, and seeing his large, erect penis, I blushed and questioned him,
"Do you often spy on women like this?"

He lowered his head and said, "I have, but I never saw clearly. This is the first time I've seen it so
clearly ."

Seeing his young, innocent, and honest nature, I felt even more drawn to him.

I asked him, "Don't you think what you did to your senior today was very inappropriate?"

He still lowered his head and said, "Senior, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm so sorry."

I said softly, "Okay! Senior forgives you. Let's pretend today never happened,
okay?"

He looked up at me gratefully and said, "Thank you, senior. Goodbye, thank you."

I asked him with concern, "It's raining so hard outside, how are you going to get around?"

He said, "It's okay, thank you for your concern, senior."

I said, "Let's wait until the rain gets a little lighter before we go!"

He said, "Really? Thank you, senior."

I asked him with concern, "Are you cold?"

He didn't answer.

I said, "If you're cold, take off your clothes first, and I'll help you dry them."

Before he could reply, I got him a towel from the bathroom and let him dry himself. He took the towel,
staring at me intently. I lowered my head shyly. He said, "I'm going to take off my clothes."

I turned around and walked towards the kitchen. I said, "Okay, go ahead and take them off!"

My home isn't big, about 18 square meters, with two living rooms and two bedrooms. It was provided free of charge by the government, and
the surrounding environment is great. Apart from the occasional engine noise from afar, there's nothing wrong with it,
so my husband and I are very happy living here.

I heard him taking off his clothes in the kitchen, and I felt a little desire, wanting to see his physique.

I slowly turned around and saw that he was only wearing black underwear. His penis was bulging against the underwear,
so high and so big!

He walked towards me, handed me his wet clothes, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your help, senior."

Up close, I could see his huge penis even more clearly; it was much bigger than my husband's. I
blushed and said, "You're welcome. Go watch TV! I'll go dry the clothes."

Afterwards, we watched the evening news together in the living room. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. He probably sensed
my hesitation and said, "Senior, if it's still raining this hard at nine o'clock, I'll have to go back."

I replied vaguely, "Okay!"

Not long after, there was a sudden clap of thunder, and everything went dark. The power went out. I was so scared
! But I didn't make a sound; I was probably just stunned.

We sat on the sofa in silence for a long time...

A bright flash of lightning struck, and he asked me, "Senior, aren't you scared?" I

didn't answer him.

He asked again, "Senior, can I sit next to you? I want to protect you, okay?"

I remained silent, taking it as tacit consent.

He quietly walked towards me, and then, like lightning, in the darkness, I saw his penis.
Part of his glans was already protruding outside his underwear—it was so big, so long, so scary!

He sat down next to me, our arms and thighs pressed tightly together, silent...

After a while, his hand reached over from behind me and placed on my shoulder. I nervously said, "
Don't do this," and at the same time shook off his hand, whispering to him, "I'm your senior, I already have a family,
please don't do this, okay?"

He said, "I know, but you're so beautiful, I really can't help myself, senior, I'll just
kiss and touch you, please, senior?"

After that, amidst his constant pleading, and in that situation, I softened.

I blushed and said, "Okay, it's just kissing and touching, okay? You can't have any other intentions, and you
can't tell anyone about what happened today, understand?"

He suppressed his excitement and nodded quickly, saying, "Okay! Thank you, senior. I
swear to you on the honor of our soldiers. Believe me, I will do it, senior."

At this moment, he put his arms around me and gently kissed, licked, and breathed on my ear,
making me dodge repeatedly, unable to resist.

Then he stood up and sat behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and gently licking my
neck .

He pleaded, "Can I... kiss you? Senior, please teach me?"

I nodded softly, "Mmm!"

In the darkness, our lips searched for each other until our four lips gently
pressed together...

"So good! Senior's kiss smells so good! So soft!"

After that, he proactively put his tongue into my mouth, swirling it around. This virgin's kiss was so clumsy, yet
so cute...

His hands, through my clothes, slowly moved upwards from my waist, stopping at my
breasts . He slowly and gently began to circle them in a tender way until his hands completely grasped
my full breasts...

I restrained myself from moaning, enjoying his caresses.

"Can I look at your breasts?" Before I could even answer, he started pulling on
the shoulder straps of my dress.

"No!" I said, but my hands didn't stop him.

His hands froze on my shoulders, motionless.

"Please! Senior! Just your breasts, I'll be satisfied if I can see them!"

I cursed inwardly: You stupid virgin! Can't you understand what I really mean? Ugh! How idiotic
!

To accommodate this stupid virgin, I was forced to semi-automatically remove my bra straps,
my full, round breasts slowly revealed in the darkness, a faint milky
scent .

He left the sofa and eagerly knelt before my chest. I felt him intently admiring
my breasts; his actions made me feel so shy, so excited!

After a while, he said something that made me both angry and amused: "It's too dark, I can't see."

I cursed inwardly: What the hell… looking for so long even when you can't see, so stupid
! So stupid! So stupid!

However, precisely because he *couldn't see*, my shyness lessened considerably.

His hands trembled as he slowly explored my breasts with his palms. I could feel
his heartbeat and his tension.

When his hands found my nipples, he began to gently rub them, which felt very comfortable.

After a while, the pressure of his caresses gradually increased, which
intensified to flow with delicious milk because of his strength.

He then pleaded, "Senior, I want to drink your milk," as he said this, his
hands continuing to tease and ravage my breasts.

I responded to him comfortably, "Didn't you just say you only wanted to look?"

He retorted, "What? I clearly said *kissing and touching* from the beginning!"

How annoying! As he spoke, his hands stopped moving…

Consumed by lust and anger, I snapped, “If that’s the case, why did you ask
me again? You were clearly lying! I hate it when people lie to me! If you keep this up, I’m not talking to you anymore!”

He hurriedly hugged me, pleading, “Okay! Okay! It’s all my fault! My dear
sister ! I won’t lie to you again, don’t be angry! Getting angry makes you ugly!”

Before he could finish his tirade of comforting words, I took his hands and kissed
the backs (I wanted to kiss his forehead, but it was too dark to see, and I was afraid of making a mistake).
I believe he felt it too, for his hands tightly embraced my waist, and we
kissed passionately…

Afterwards, I noticed he never dared to kiss my breasts with his mouth; he used a slightly cheeky method to reach
them.

He first rubbed his cheek against my breasts, then, almost imperceptibly, his lips *
sneaked away*. This felt both cute and warm to me, and it deepened my sense of intimacy with him
.

Amidst the constant passion and the sensation of our bodies rubbing against each other, I was almost lost in
ecstasy …

I abandoned all restraint and said, “Junior… hurry… senior… senior’s… nipples…
are for you to kiss… my breasts… are all for you.” After saying these words, the shame in my heart and
the stimulation from my body combined to create a powerful, indescribable, super-pleasure.

A married woman in her own home, actively seducing a man, offering her ample breasts
for a stranger to lick—and that man was a junior seven years her junior. Can you imagine
how ? …

He excitedly exclaimed, “Thank you, senior! Thank you, sister! I love you so much!” As soon as he
finished speaking , he quickly shoved his mouth onto my breasts, sucking on my nipples greedily,
licking them alternately and relentlessly, as if afraid I would change my mind…

“Sister’s nipples are so perky! The milk smells so good, so sweet!” Under his frenzied sucking and licking, my
sensations were too intense. The feeling of my vagina contracting was almost unbearable, and I let out wave after wave of
moans.

I never expected to make such lewd and passionate sounds tonight. This was a feeling I
had never . Perhaps this was what people called… the pleasure of cheating!

With the fierce onslaught of my junior’s mouth, the lustful fluid from my lower body had already soaked my panties and then flowed down,
leaving a large puddle on the sofa.

"Ah! Ah! So good! Junior...you're sucking so well! Senior is having so much fun
!"

Perhaps my passionate moans stimulated him, turning into cheers for him. He started to
actively caress my calf with one hand, while the other reached behind me, gently kneading my buttocks. Seeing that I didn't stop him,
his hand slowly began to rise inside my skirt. Just as he touched my thigh, I grabbed his
hand and said softly, "No, I'm afraid I can't take it."

"Your skin is so smooth! I'm having so much fun!" he said, and then he pulled his hand away. I didn't have the strength to
stop him, letting his hand slide deeper into me.

When his hand reached the root of my thigh, my lustful black angel and rational white angel began
to quarrel...

No...I can't! ...What...do? ...What...do? It's...it's
...his...fingers...it's ... His hands were so strong, my vagina was
so tight and throbbing, so much juice was flowing out. I was screaming internally…

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