Beautiful woman assault

1 Author unknown
Chapter 1: Amazing
The company's building project was seriously behind schedule, and the big boss wanted me to personally oversee the construction site
. Unexpectedly, I discovered the problem on my very first day at the site. Before seven o'clock in the morning, I parked my car about 100 meters away from the construction site and walked in. Our construction site was quite large, located opposite the Holiday Inn on Zhongxiao East Road. It was a site that originally belonged to a church and was being converted into a curtain wall office building. So when I entered the construction site, apart from Lao Zhang, who was guarding the gate, no one knew that I had arrived.
I first inspected the completed twelve-story structure from top to bottom. The construction quality was acceptable. When I went down to the third floor, I heard the noise of workers on the second floor. So I stepped from the third floor onto the iron frame by the outer wall and looked down at the second floor. I saw about fifty workers gathered around the edge of the floor slab where the aluminum curtain wall frame had not yet been installed, pointing and gesturing excitedly. I looked across the street in the direction the workers were pointing, and for a moment, my heart almost stopped.
A slender, tall woman walked across the street from the other side of the road with the throng of office workers. She had long, straight hair that rivaled the style of hairdressing commercials on television, making her appear exceptionally graceful and captivating. She possessed an oval face, the kind only a true beauty could have, with a smooth forehead, snow-white skin, and deep, mysterious eyes beneath her delicate, arched eyebrows. Her straight nose exuded confidence, and her beautifully curved, soft lips made one want to take a bite. Her pointed yet rounded chin was distinctive, and what was especially exquisite was the beauty mark below her soft lips, adding infinite charm to her aloof and glamorous aura that made one afraid to look directly at her. In short, it was a flawless face. Her cream-colored long-sleeved silk round-neck blouse couldn't conceal her shapely breasts, which were about 34C. A light blue exquisite leather bag was slung over her shoulder. She wore a knee-length sheer skirt with a light blue background and cream-colored floral print, ultra-thin and transparent flesh-colored stockings, and nearly three-inch high heels, which made her round and slender legs even more attractive. Her height of about 168 cm (which was later confirmed to be 168 cm) plus the high heels made her about 173 to 174 cm. Walking among the crowd of office workers, she stood out like a crane among chickens. Her charming style made the men and women around her pale in comparison. She was the kind of beauty that people dared not blaspheme. Usually, my large penis would be restless when I saw a beautiful woman, but at this moment it was quite obediently staying in my crotch, lost in thought.
Even after she disappeared into the main entrance of the office building next door, the turmoil in my heart had not subsided. While I was still stunned by her beauty, I finally understood why the construction site was behind schedule. At that time, the workers on the second floor of the construction site were still talking amongst themselves, forgetting that the start time for construction had long passed.
I sat in the construction site office and asked someone to bring in the site supervisor, Xiao Lai. Xiao Lai was honest and gentle. He confessed to me in detail that the workers wasted nearly an hour every morning just to see this beautiful woman, stopped work half an hour early at noon to watch her come out to buy fruit, and finished work half an hour early in the afternoon to watch her leave. No wonder the project was seriously behind schedule; time is money, and this was causing the company significant losses. To ensure the project could catch up, I immediately decided to challenge this beautiful woman.
That afternoon at 4:30, I sensed that the workers had lost their focus. They dared not stop work only because I was there, but their lazy work attitude was infuriating. I walked out of the construction site gate without a word, and the workers beamed with joy as I left.
I quietly walked to the arcade of the Holiday Inn across from that beautiful woman's office building. Around 5:35, she walked out of the building amidst the astonished gazes of the office workers, turned left on the sidewalk, and passed our construction site. To my utter dismay, all the workers on our site were squatting on the edge of the second-floor floor slab, watching her walk by, their eyes bulging and drooling—it was utterly embarrassing.
I watched her walk to the bus stop about fifty meters past our building. I never expected such a beautiful woman to take the bus (at that time, the MRT wasn't open yet).
I quietly appeared beside her, so close I could almost smell her body fragrance. When the bus arrived, men and women leaving get off work surged towards the bus door. I followed closely behind the beautiful woman and squeezed onto the bus. As she stepped onto the bus, I admired her plump, slightly upturned buttocks, slender waist, and the excitingly white, rounded calves beneath her skirt. As long as I didn't see her aloof and stunning face, my large penis would rise.

Chapter Two: My First Encounter on the Bus
The bus during rush hour was packed like sardines in a can. Between me and her was a short, plump woman. She was short and stocky, her face covered in acne, her small eyes barely visible except for a slit, as if she were blind. A tuft of nose hair peeked out from her upturned nostrils, and her thick lips resembled those of Pigsy from Journey to the West. Her large buttocks constantly rubbed against my thighs, leaving me nowhere to hide. She would occasionally look up and flash me a dinosaur-like smile, which terrified me so much I dared not move. Compared to the beautiful woman so close to me, I couldn't help but lament how unfair the Creator was.
Suddenly, I saw the beautiful woman's brow furrow slightly, her soft lips curling into a frown of anger. I turned my head and saw a bespectacled man, barely reaching her ear, pressed against her from behind.
Because I'm 181cm tall, my view on the bus was excellent; I could clearly see the bespectacled man's hand caressing the woman's full, shapely buttocks, kneading them with the bus's swaying. The woman dared not cry out, turning her head to look around for a seat, but the crowd made it impossible to move. I saw anger flash in her deep, captivating eyes; she suddenly opened her mouth to scream but forcefully held back. I immediately looked at the bespectacled man.
Good heavens! The bespectacled man's devilish hand had already lifted the hem of the beautiful woman's light blue tulle skirt, reaching between her two shapely, long thighs. Seeing the bespectacled man's slightly narrowed eyes, seemingly enjoying an unparalleled feast, I felt a strange pang of jealousy.
The beautiful woman swayed her hips, trying to avoid the bespectacled man's devilish hand, but his hand between her beautiful legs had already moved upwards towards her private crotch. The beautiful woman was startled and squeezed her thighs together, then immediately relaxed them. Perhaps while squeezing her thighs together, she also squeezed the bespectacled man's hand, giving him yet another source of pleasure?
I watched the beautiful woman, momentarily at a loss. The bespectacled man seemed to understand her predicament. As the bus swayed, he actually stood on tiptoe and pressed his bulging penis against her beautiful buttocks (because the woman had long legs and was wearing high heels, the short bespectacled man had to stand on tiptoe to position his penis where he wanted it). He pressed his penis tightly against her ample cleft, his lower body thrusting back and forth, revealing his grotesque behavior. The beautiful woman angrily shook her hips, trying to escape the bespectacled man's relentless thrusting, but this only excited him more. He actually reached his hands under her skirt from below, grabbing her thighs, and his swollen penis pressed against her buttocks as he thrust faster. The woman gritted her teeth, her expression one of disgust, but I could also vaguely see a hint of excitement in her deep, mysterious eyes, as if she were being aroused by his thrusting.
Just then, the bus arrived at Dinghao Station on Section 4 of Zhongxiao East Road. The short, stocky woman who had been standing right in front of me finally left with the crowd of people getting off the bus, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. As another group of commuters boarded the bus at Dinghao, the beautiful woman quickly turned around to get rid of the bespectacled man and squeezed towards me. The bespectacled man, not giving up, followed her and squeezed towards me. I slightly turned to the side to block him. The bespectacled man, who was not even as tall as my shoulder, saw that I, who was tall, was blocking him, and he wisely turned around and went to look for other prey.
The beautiful woman seemed to understand that I intended to help her, and smiled slightly in thanks. Suddenly, she stumbled, and was bumped against my chest by the commuters boarding the bus. The bus was packed with people boarding on Section 4 of Zhongxiao East Road, and the constant jostling pressed the woman's upper body against my chest, causing her approximately 34C breasts to be pressed tightly against my chest. As the bus started moving, her two beautiful mounds of flesh swayed against my chest with the bus's movement. As we kneaded and rubbed together, so close and intimate, I could clearly feel her heart pounding. I wanted to move back to create some distance, but it was impossible. The swaying of the car caused her nose to accidentally touch my chin, and our breaths mingled. The beautiful woman shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at me. Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly with nervousness and shyness. I forced myself to warn my penis not to get erect and defile the beautiful woman.
I don't usually wear a bra, so I was only wearing a thin white shirt. The white silk blouse clung tightly to the beautiful woman's body, allowing me to feel her breasts being rubbed against my chest through the two thin layers of clothing between her bra and shirt. Her nipples seemed to harden from the friction. At that moment, we could feel the warmth of her body pressed against mine. She blushed, her slightly parted lips exhaling a fragrant breath that tickled my neck. My shameless penis stood erect in my thin trousers. Not daring to let her discover my physical change, I pulled my lower body back, avoiding touching her genitals.
The beautiful woman probably realized I wasn't the kind of pervert who would sexually harass people on buses, so our chests were pressed tightly together by the crowd. Although I felt helpless, I accepted the reality. Unexpectedly, the bus suddenly braked sharply. Amidst the screams of the crowd, the woman's lower body was pushed against mine, pressing them tightly together. The woman was already tall, and with her three-inch heels, her vulva was exactly the same height as my penis. My erect penis was already pressing against the woman's protruding vulva. Our lower bodies were pressed together only by thin trousers and her sheer skirt, practically naked. I could clearly feel the elasticity of her young body. The woman subconsciously tried to move our tightly pressed genitals away, but the surging crowd pushed her back, pressing her even tighter.
I gave her an apologetic, awkward smile. She seemed to understand that I didn't mean it, and helplessly turned her head away, not daring to look at me. I felt the warmth of her thigh against my thigh. She turned her head to the side, her face flushed and her heart pounding as she breathed heavily. Her exciting, fragrant breath sprayed on my ear, making my penis even harder. Her vulva seemed to sense the change in my penis, and her eyes revealed a look of fear and resentment.
As the bus lurched and swayed through the potholes left by subway construction, my already hard and erect penis rubbed intensely against the woman's vulva. The close friction between our genitals caused a flicker of desire to escape her deep eyes. I knew she was trying to suppress it, but the bus, bouncing and swaying over countless potholes, ignited our most primal instincts. Seemingly unconsciously and in perfect harmony, we moved our genitals in rhythm with the bus's swaying, responding to each other's needs. At that moment, we seemed oblivious to any impropriety, our bodies grinding tightly together. The already aroused beauty moaned in my ear, making me even more excited. My hard glans seemed to feel her vulva starting to heat up. I couldn't resist any longer and reached into her thin gauze skirt. The beauty felt my hand on her plump buttocks. I didn't expect her to be wearing two-piece stockings. My palm could directly touch the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Her ultra-thin thong panties should be transparent. My middle finger explored her vulva from the cleft of her buttocks. My middle and index fingers felt her honey-like vaginal fluid had already soaked through the transparent panties, making them wet and slippery on my fingers. My fingers probed into her panties. Wow! Her pubic hair was so thick, glistening with vaginal fluid. When my fingertips touched her soft, wet labia, already soaked with her juices, the beautiful woman rested her chin on my shoulder, breathing heavily. I parted her petals with my index and middle fingers, about to probe into her warm, tender opening, when suddenly her body trembled. She reached out and pressed my hand down through her gauze skirt to stop it from moving.
She gasped, suppressing the lust in her eyes: "Don't go in!"
My heart skipped a beat, and I dared not act rashly. I immediately stopped, pulled my fingers out of her panties, and used only my palm to caress her full, slightly upturned buttocks through her thong. The beautiful woman glanced at me gratefully, perhaps to repay my sudden change of heart, or perhaps to release her pent-up desire. She began to thrust her warm, wet vulva tightly against my erect penis, and then, with a touch of shyness, she spread her shapely, long legs, clamping my right leg between them. She thrust her vulva against my penis, grinding it forcefully. I could feel the elasticity of her leg muscles and the warmth emanating from the friction. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I thrust my penis forcefully against her protruding vulva, rubbing it vigorously. Our genitals were tightly intertwined and rubbing against each other in the crowded throng. My hand, which was caressing her beautiful buttocks, pressed her vulva forcefully against my penis. The beautiful woman suddenly groaned, rapidly rotating and rubbing her protruding vulva against my penis. Through the thin fabric, I could strongly feel her vulva beginning to burn. Suddenly, she reached out and hugged my waist, her vulva pressing tightly against my penis, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. A warm, wet sensation spread through my penis; I knew she was about to climax. I couldn't help but look down at her, and she happened to look up too. Her warm, soft lips lightly touched mine, then recoiled as if electrocuted. She then pressed her limp body against mine, breathing softly. I could no longer restrain myself; a thick, hot... Semen spurted from the tip of my penis, making my underwear wet and hot. She seemed to feel my wetness and suddenly pushed me away forcefully like a startled deer, her expression panicked. I was taken aback by her sudden and unusual behavior. Just then, the bus arrived at its stop, and she immediately squeezed towards the door with the crowd. I watched her frantic figure get off the bus and immediately followed the throng. As
I stepped off the bus, I looked around and saw her covering her vulva with her light blue handbag, quickly walking into a small alley. I immediately started to follow her.
Chapter 3: A Business Card Conveys Affection
The place where the beautiful woman got off the bus was at the intersection of Songshan Hulin Street, which I was quite familiar with. When I arrived at the alley entrance, I saw her back as she walked briskly through the alley. Her slender waist and full hips swayed with her brisk steps, her long and straight hair rose and fell like waves, and her snow-white, round, and beautifully shaped calves were wearing nearly three-inch high heels, swaying gracefully. The sight made me feel hot all over, and my penis, which had just ejaculated, couldn't help but stir again.
Feeling a little guilty, I mustered my courage and followed. She seemed to know I would follow, glancing back at the corner of the alley. I pretended to look away, but when my gaze returned to the corner, the beautiful woman had vanished. Startled, I quickly ran to the corner, looking left and right. On either side were long, straight residential alleys. Only an old woman was walking slowly with her grandson. The beautiful woman seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
A sudden wave of disappointment washed over me. As I turned to leave dejectedly, I saw her in the bookstore at the corner. Through the large glass window, I saw her with her back to the door, browsing the books on the shelves.
My initial disappointment vanished, but I perked up immediately. With a pounding heart, I entered the bookstore. The only customer was a beautiful woman. The bookstore owner, behind the counter, stared at me intently. He probably noticed me pacing back and forth at the entrance and assumed I was eyeing her.
I feigned nonchalance and walked to the bookshelves, pretending to browse. With a hesitant heart, I slowly moved closer to the woman. When I was close enough to smell her faint fragrance, I noticed she tensed up. She was also suppressing her turbulent emotions, unconsciously flipping through the books. I mustered my courage and turned to look at her. I was surprised to find that even her profile was so beautiful and captivating.
She lowered her head, her captivating eyes intently flipping through the book. Perhaps due to nervousness, she unconsciously extended her soft tongue and lightly licked her warm, red lips. This small gesture was so alluring, reminding me of the sweet touch of my lips to hers after our passionate encounter on the bus. If I weren't afraid the shop owner would call the police, I might have impulsively kissed and assaulted her.
I knew she was avoiding me, so I dared not stare too intently. I took out a pen from my pocket and wrote a few words on the back of a business card:
"Miss! I'll be waiting for you at the bus stop tomorrow morning."
After writing this, I placed the card on the page she was looking at. She didn't look up. Feeling guilty, I didn't have the courage to wait for her response and turned to leave the bookstore.
That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The image of me and the beautiful woman on the bus, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, kept flashing through my mind. I wondered when my precious penis would finally have the chance to penetrate her beautiful vagina and experience that blissful pleasure.
Thinking about it, my penis remained swollen all night until dawn. Chapter 4 of

"Violating a Beautiful Woman 2" : Another Encounter on the Bus The next morning, before 6:30, I arrived at the bus stop opposite the intersection of Hulin Street where the beautiful woman had gotten off. Waves of men and women boarded the early morning buses, but the beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen.

Just as I was feeling disappointed and regretting writing on my business card yesterday that I would be waiting for her at the station today—maybe she would have changed her mind and not boarded the train there—a miracle occurred.
A tall, beautiful woman suddenly appeared amidst the hurried commuters. Seeing her outfit, oh my god! She was wearing a light blue silk round-neck blouse, covered by a black suit jacket, and a black mini-skirt with a slit about 15 centimeters above her knees, which accentuated her shapely, long, and fair legs. She wore black high heels, and as she walked, glimpses of her fair inner thighs were occasionally revealed, leaving the men waiting at the station speechless. My erection, which had been throbbing all night and had just fallen asleep, was jolted awake again.
I smiled at the beautiful woman, but she remained indifferent, her deep, mysterious eyes filled with boundless detachment, ignoring me completely.
The bus arrived, and as usual, I squeezed on behind her. Among the crowded passengers, a couple of lecherous men deliberately shifted their bodies, their genitals brushing against her buttocks. She wrinkled in disgust and avoided them. Unexpectedly, she moved towards me, her cold gaze not meeting mine, but in the throng, our faces met. My chest rubbed against her familiar breasts again, our thighs pressed tightly together, the warmth of her thighs radiating from mine. I couldn't tell if her move to face me was intentional or unintentional, because her eyes remained cold and indifferent throughout, never once glancing at me.
Tentatively, quietly and nervously, I pressed my already swollen and erect penis against her protruding vulva. Unexpectedly, although she didn't look at me, she seemed to have an unspoken understanding, and she also moved her protruding vulva to meet the friction of my penis. In an instant, I could no longer hear the noise around me, and I was only focused on thrusting my penis and enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing against each other amidst the crowd. Her charming thighs opened again, just like yesterday, and her two beautiful legs clamped my right leg, making my penis even closer to her vulva.
Because she was wearing a super short mini skirt with a front slit today, I could clearly feel the warmth of her vulva through the thin trousers. I couldn't resist reaching out my right hand and slipping it between our pressed penises and vulva, inserting it through the slit of the skirt. She was wearing the same two-piece transparent stockings as yesterday. My fingers touched the soft skin between her inner thighs and her panties. Her panties were soaked with the honey-like vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina. The excitement made my heart race immediately. I used my index and middle fingers to pull out a small tuft of thick, dark pubic hair from her panties. The beauty suddenly let out a soft moan and reached out to grab my hand, trying to pull it out. I followed her lead and slowly withdrew my hand from under her crotch, but at the same time, I unzipped my trousers and boldly thrust my erect penis into the slit of her skirt. My thick penis pressed against her soft thigh muscles and against the bulge of her vulva through her transparent panties. Her transparent panties were soft, elastic, and as fine as sheer gauze. I could clearly feel my large glans pressing against her slightly concave vaginal opening through the gauze, which was already soaked with her vaginal fluids. My glans was also covered with her slippery, wet fluids. I reached my other hand behind the beautiful woman's full, slightly upturned buttocks and forcefully pressed her lower body against my penis. With such close contact, both the woman and I became aroused at the same time. We silently thrust our genitals together, rubbing intensely. Her two beautiful legs intertwined and rubbed against my thighs again.
The woman closed her eyes, not daring to look at me, enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing against each other. At this moment, I felt her labia majora opening with my large glans. Taking advantage of the slippery vaginal fluid, I forcefully thrust my glans in. The soft and elastic fabric of her panties was pushed about half an inch into her vagina by my hard glans. The beauty opened her mouth as if to scream, but then covered her mouth. Looking at the painful expression on her face, could it be that her vagina had never been opened by a man before? Maybe! Because my large glans, along with the thin panties, was tightly bound by her vagina, the tender flesh around her labia majora gripped the neck of my glans and contracted strongly, almost squeezing out the semen I had been holding back all night.
She clenched her pearly white teeth, enduring the tearing pain in her lower body, and pushed against my waist with both hands. I was blinded by intense lust and ignored her resistance. Instead of holding her buttocks, I used my hands to forcefully press her vulva against my penis. Originally, her beautiful legs were clamped around my right thigh, but now my legs were wrapped around her right thigh to prevent her from breaking free. Through her elastic, thin gauze panties, I quickly thrust my glans half an inch into her vagina and withdrew it. Seeing that her resistance was ineffective, the beauty gritted her teeth, turned her head away from me, and breathed heavily, her face flushed.
Just then, the bus came to the uneven road surface caused by the subway construction yesterday. The vibration of the bus caused even greater friction between our genitals, which were already moving in and out. The beautiful woman gripped my waist tightly again, biting her pearly teeth to keep herself from losing control. Her long, beautiful legs, which I was holding tightly, tensed up as if they were cramping, and her elastic, soft leg muscles twitched incessantly. A warm flow gushed from her vagina, and the slightly hot vaginal fluid seeped through her soft, thin panties and onto my glans. She had reached her climax.
My glans was stimulated by her hot vaginal semen, which made me excitedly push the glans with the soft gauze of her panties into her vagina about half an inch deep. The crown and neck groove of the glans was tightly clamped by a ring of tender flesh on her labia. The orgasmic beauty's vagina rapidly contracted and sucked. The strong pleasure made my scalp numb and my spine trembled. The thick and thick sperm accumulated last night burst out, making her thin gauze panties sticky and dripping.
After her climax, the beautiful woman, who had been limp and pressed tightly against me, suddenly awoke from her stupor when my thick semen scalded her labia. She forcefully twisted her waist, freeing my glans, which was still partially inserted into her vagina through her sheer panties. I hurriedly tucked my now-soft penis back into my pants. As I zipped up my trousers, I looked up and saw the beautiful woman already pushing her way to the bus door, ready to get off.

Chapter Five: The Beauty's Secret.
After our second passionate encounter on the bus, although I hadn't been able to fully penetrate her, the sensation of my glans being gripped by her tender labia through her soft, sheer panties was enough to leave me with unforgettable memories.
Back at the construction site, I called over the site manager, Xiao Lai, and adjusted the workers' work hours. I decided to temporarily stop work during the times when the beautiful woman would be there—from her arrival at work to when she went to buy fruit at lunchtime until she left—so the workers could watch her to their hearts' content. The rest of the time, work continued as usual, much to everyone's delight.
Next, I began to implement my personal "beauty's palace-breaking" plan.
First, I found out that my bookish classmate Yuan Wanli's newlywed wife, Lü Jinmin, was also the chairman's secretary at the same large company where the beautiful woman worked. This was a golden opportunity. During the phone call, Yuan Wanli knew that I wanted to pursue the beautiful woman. Because he was very busy and was on a business trip in the south, he gave me his newlywed wife's phone number and asked me to contact her myself. That day was Saturday, and I didn't have to work in the afternoon (there were no two days off at that time). So I made an appointment with Wanli's newlywed wife, Lü Jinmin, over the phone to have lunch at the Western restaurant on the second floor of the Holiday Inn across from the construction site.
I arrived at the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel at noon on time to wait for Lü Jinmin. I had never met Lü Jinmin before, because I was on a business trip in the United States when Yuan Wanli got married two months ago. I only sent a gift of money, so I had not met his new wife. But being able to be the chairman's secretary of a large company, her conditions must be pretty good!
As I was lost in thought, a woman who was about 165 cm tall entered the restaurant. She had long, slightly wavy hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She wore a dark red office lady outfit with a cream-colored silk shirt underneath and a small dark red and cream-colored scarf, which made her look elegant and refined. I estimated that her high, firm breasts were at least a 34D. She wore a narrow skirt in the same color as her top, about ten centimeters above her knees, which accentuated her fair and beautiful thighs and shapely, long calves. She wore dark red high heels. Her outfit clearly indicated that she was a well-trained secretary to the head of a large corporation.
I immediately stood up to greet her. Seeing me, Lü Jinmin approached with a mysterious smile. She had a classic oval face, fair skin with light makeup, slightly upturned, heavily made-up eyebrows, and bright, clear eyes beneath her eyelids. She had a straight, slightly upturned, delicate nose and a small, rosy mouth. I had heard that the bookish Yuan Wanli's new wife was quite beautiful, but I hadn't expected her to be so strikingly beautiful and exuding such femininity. While I was envious, I knew I had to look at the bookish Yuan Wanli with new respect.
Reaching the table, she nodded and smiled at me: "You are xxx?"
I politely replied, "You flatter me! Please sit down, please sit down. I was abroad when you and Wanli got married and missed your wedding banquet, which I greatly regret!"
She smiled and said, "I've heard so much about you. I'm even more disappointed that you were
n't here!" During the meal, her graceful gestures and the way she held the knife and fork with her jade-like fingers reminded me of a certain television commercial. Lü Jinmin's voice was magnetic; I imagined that if she were answering a client's call, there wouldn't be a deal she couldn't close. Although her attire and position suggested she had seen a lot, her conversation revealed a very conservative personality.
That beautiful woman had an unusual surname, Nie, and her given name was Nie Lingyu—a strange and intriguing name. Because I was Wanli's classmate, Lü Jinmin didn't treat me like an outsider. She immediately advised me to give up the idea of pursuing her, saying that Nie Lingyu was the general manager's secretary. Don't be fooled by her cold appearance; she was actually a gold digger who pursued money. Everyone in her company knew that the chairman's son, Zhou Kai, was pursuing her. Nie Lingyu appeared unmoved, but she was actually using a strategy of playing hard to get. Because apart from having a few dollars, Zhou Kai was useless and extremely unattractive. Lingyu always kept him at arm's length, making Zhou Kai's heart itch with desire. He spent a lot of money on her clothes and rent, but Lingyu wouldn't even let him touch her.
Hearing that the aloof and seemingly angelic Lingyu was this kind of woman was quite unexpected. I immediately asked Lü Jinmin, if Nie Lingyu was like this, why did she still take the bus to work? She could have just asked Young Master Zhou to give her a car! Lü Jinmin said that if Lingyu asked, he would give her ten cars. Lingyu taking the bus was just for show, to show that she was a practical and hardworking woman, and that she would definitely be a diligent and good wife if she married into the Zhou family.
After Lü Jinmin said this, I had to believe that Nie Lingyu was indeed a gold digger, because I remembered that Lingyu was wearing designer clothes, which were not something a secretary-level office worker could afford. And although I had a considerable income, compared to Young Master Zhou, I was obviously a nobody.
Jin Min noticed my disappointment and offered some words of comfort. She said she would introduce me to a friend of hers, urging me to forget Nie Lingyu. I thought of the passion I shared with Nie Lingyu on the bus; I feared I would never forget it.
Jin Min repeatedly mentioned that her friend's surname was Jiang and how beautiful she was, but I felt no interest whatsoever. Unable to resist her persistent recommendation, I looked at the strikingly beautiful Jin Min.
I said, "Unless your friend is as good as you, I have no interest!"
Hearing my praise, she couldn't hide her excitement.
She said, "My friend is much better than me; you'll see!"
I have a motto: when a woman tells you that another woman is much better than her, never believe her, because if that woman were truly better, she would never say it.
Seeing me deep in thought, Jin Min assumed I agreed and immediately called her friend, Ms. Jiang. Thank goodness! It was the weekend, and Ms. Jiang already had a show planned, so Jin Min could only give me an apologetic smile.
Jin Min: "Sorry! I had something come up when I tried to meet her, so we'll have to do it another time!"
Hey! The way she spoke made it sound like I was the one asking her to meet Ms. Zhao.
I stared into her bright, clear eyes: "Why don't you make an appointment with me?"
Only as I said this did I remember she was my classmate's newlywed wife, and I inwardly cursed myself for being so foolish.
The conservative and honest Jin Min didn't think too much of it, because I always presented a very gentlemanly image.
She innocently replied: "I'm already married, what's the point of making an appointment with me… When Wanli comes back from his business trip, I'll have him invite you to his house for dinner!"
I said: "Okay!" But it's the weekend, don't you have any plans?
She said: Wanli isn't here, who am I going to make plans with?
I said: I'll make plans for you, I heard there's a
good movie, I'll treat you to it! She thought for a moment: Okay! Anyway, I'm free this afternoon, you treat me to dinner, and I'll treat you to a movie!
Because I'm Wanli's good friend, Jinmin didn't think of anything else and simply agreed to go to the movie with me.

Chapter Six: My Friend's Beautiful Wife
I drove Jin Min to the movie theater. She sat in the front right seat. The air-conditioned car was filled with the scent of her expensive perfume. If she weren't my classmate's wife, I probably would have started having all sorts of fantasies. But in the enclosed space, Jin Min's dark red skirt had ridden up a bit, and with just a glance, I could see her smooth, white thighs and her long, shapely calves below her rounded knees, so alluring under the sheer stockings. Sigh! Why is she my friend's wife?
When we arrived at the theater, we learned that the movie had already finished its run. Jin Min seemed a little disappointed. Suddenly, an idea struck me.
I said, "Movies that have finished their run can definitely be seen on MTV. Shall we go to MTV to watch it?"
She thought for a moment, probably seeing how gentlemanly I was, and nodded slightly: "Okay!" That's the only option!
I took Jin Min to a well-known MTV store on Zhongxiao East Road. The store had a large room with large sofas. After the waiter brought the juice, closed the door, and left, there was only a dim yellow light in the room, which was quite romantic. I noticed a hint of unease in Jin Min's eyes, because if two people sit on a large sofa, they will definitely be shoulder to shoulder and leg to leg.
I gestured for her to sit down first. She sat down on the sofa somewhat nervously, her plump buttocks barely touching the edge, while her body leaned against the armrest. I turned off the light, and in the shadows, I could only see Jin Min's bright eyes darting around, occasionally letting out soft, nervous breaths. She seemed to open her mouth as if to speak but then stopped. It wasn't until the movie started playing and the light from the screen provided a small source of light in the room that she seemed to relax. But when I sat down on the sofa, and my right buttock touched her plump and elastic left buttock, she became nervous again, subtly shifting her buttocks a little to the right. I pretended not to notice and focused on watching the movie playing on the big screen.
It was a romantic film, naturally featuring many scenes of the male and female leads entwined in bed. Whenever such scenes appeared, I would steal a glance at Jin Min's reaction. Jin Min's profile was beautiful in the light and shadow, no less so than Nie Lingyu's, especially her high, firm breasts, which were perhaps even larger than Nie Lingyu's. Perhaps because she was newly married, she possessed a more mature femininity than Nie Lingyu.
I watched as the naked male and female leads made love on the screen, a misty haze settling over her clear eyes—a sign of a woman's arousal. I handed her the juice, which she took casually, accidentally spilling some on her thigh.
She exclaimed, "Ouch!"
I quickly took the juice and put it down: "I'm so sorry!" "Did I get your clothes wet...?"
I reached out to wipe the juice that had spilled on her thighs. Touching the smooth skin of her thighs, she shuddered and immediately pressed her thighs together, unexpectedly trapping my hand between her legs. The warmth of her inner thighs transferred to my hand, and my long-suppressed penis immediately became erect.
She quickly released her thighs from my grasp, not blaming me for taking advantage of her, but instead apologizing: "I'm sorry! I...I...I can't
say what." In the shadows, I could see her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she was breathing heavily. Her warm breath sprayed onto my face, and my penis was about to burst out of my pants.
Perhaps the passionate scenes on the screen aroused her physical reaction, and since my hand had just touched the inside of her thigh, she was worried something might happen.
She stood up: "I'm sorry! I'm going to the restroom..."
Before she could finish speaking, perhaps due to nervousness, her high heels wobbled, and she stumbled, falling onto me. Coincidentally, the cleft of her full buttocks landed right on my erect penis.
The soft, elastic cleft of her buttocks pressed tightly against my thick penis, sending a jolt through me, and my erect penis almost ejaculated.
She felt the hard penis pressing against her buttocks, her face flushing red. She tried to get up, her swaying hips rubbing against my glans, which only excited me more. I couldn't resist reaching out to stroke her thigh as she got up. In her panic, her legs went weak, and she sat back down on me. It all happened in the blink of an eye.
She leaned against me with her back turned and apologized, "Oh dear, I'm sorry!"
My lust was now uncontrollable. I forgot she was my classmate's wife. As she struggled to get up, I couldn't help but grab her thigh with my right hand and grasp her firm, beautiful breasts through her clothes with my left. Ignoring her screams, I kneaded her 34D breasts, which were difficult to hold in one hand.
She cried out in alarm, "Oh!" "Don't do this, I'm already married..."
I ignored her, reaching inside her clothes to unhook her bra and grasping her smooth, white breast. It was warm to the touch; her nipples were already hard.
She pleaded, "Please let go, we can't do this..."
My hand, which had been caressing her thigh, slipped inside, reaching her already wet and hot vulva. She twisted her hips and struggled, trying to pull my hand away, which only fueled my lust.
She cried out, "Take your hand off! Don't do this..."
I squeezed her breast, and my actions, both teasing and arousing her, made her flustered and aroused her primal desire. My hand between her legs was already soaked with her vaginal fluids. At the same time, the thick penis erect between her buttocks continued to thrust upwards, making her whole body go limp.
She weakly said, "Let go...don't do this...oh!"
As she spoke, my hand, which had been between her legs, slipped inside her pantyhose, skillfully pulling aside her panties and placing my palm on her thick, hairy vulva. My fingers simultaneously touched her labia, which were already incredibly wet and slippery with her own juices.
Kim Min spread her thighs and begged me not to continue: "I'm already married, you can't...you can't do this...oh!"
My middle finger slipped into her tender opening, feeling the layers of soft flesh on the vaginal walls writhing and contracting, tightly gripping my finger. I thrust my middle finger in and out of her opening rapidly, the tip striking her clitoris deep within her uterus. Her flower opened, and streams of lustful fluid flowed out continuously. The intense stimulation caused Jin Min's body to go limp, pressed against me, her small mouth open as she gasped for breath. I took the opportunity to turn her body around, my middle finger still thrusting in and out of her beautiful opening, while my lips pressed against her soft lips, my tongue swirling inside her mouth, sipping her sweet saliva. A sliver of reason prevented her from reciprocating my kiss; she simply closed her eyes, letting me suckle her soft tongue. I helped her lie down slowly on the carpet, and she immediately struggled to get up.
She gasped, "No, you can't do this, let me get up... I'm your classmate's wife, you can't do this to me..."
I comforted her, "Don't worry!" I know you're my friend's wife, and I wouldn't dare force you. The most I'll go is like this, because I haven't been with a woman in so long. Just letting you touch me like this is enough for me…
I'm lying through my teeth. I just had a passionate encounter with Nie Ling on the bus this morning. But there's a reason I'm saying this to Jin Min. I heard she comes from a conservative, traditional family and was a virgin who only lost her virginity after marrying Wan Li. They've only been married for two months, so she probably doesn't have much experience and doesn't seem to understand much about male-female desire. That's why she believed me. Since she's already been kissed and caressed, as long as I don't go any further, she'll helplessly stop struggling and let me do as I please.
She's somewhat relieved: "You said it! If you go back on your word, I'll… I'll…
I'll do whatever I want." She couldn't really explain it, but as long as she believed me, I wasn't afraid she'd succumb. So my mouth left her soft lips and took her firm breast into my mouth. She let out a soft moan, her alluring body writhing on the carpet, which aroused me even more. I slowly withdrew my middle finger, which had been thrusting in and out of her vagina. Instinctively, she seemed a little disappointed, arching her vulva as if hoping to swallow my middle finger again. I ignored her and used my fingertip to part her wet petals, gently stroking her clitoris. As she arched her wet vulva, she opened her mouth wide in excitement as if to scream, but quickly covered her mouth, her panting breaths fueling my lust. I also reached out with my other hand and quietly pulled her pantyhose and white panties down to her thighs below her vulva, making it easier to move my fingers.
I circled her hardened nipples with the tip of my tongue, and she let out a beautiful moan, arching her back and twisting her hips passionately. Her smooth breasts rubbed against my cheeks, and the intoxicating scent of her milk drove me to lose my senses. So, with my free hand, I quietly unzipped my trousers, pulling them down to my knees along with my underwear. My thick, large penis was now erect at over ninety degrees, and a glistening liquid oozed from the hard glans.
Because Jin Min kept her eyes closed and helplessly let me kiss and caress her, she didn't know that my lower body was already naked. I quietly lay down and pressed my thick, swollen penis against the middle finger that was rubbing her clitoris. I replaced my middle finger with my already hard glans and rubbed the meatus of my glans against her tender clitoris. Jin Min suddenly grabbed my arm, gritted her teeth and moaned, her whole body trembling as if she were having a spasm. Instantly, thick, milky white vaginal fluid gushed out of her vagina. She had her first orgasm.
After her climax, Jin Min lay limply on the carpet. While she closed her eyes to enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm, I used the head of my penis to part her labia and, with the help of her slippery vaginal fluid, thrust my thick penis into her wet and slippery vagina.
Jin Min felt the sudden swelling inside her vagina and screamed in surprise. My large penis had already stretched open her uterus and kissed her clitoris.
She struggled in panic, crying out: No! It hurts! Pull it out... You said you wouldn't go in...
I held her tightly, silenced her screams with my tongue, held her buttocks, and thrust my penis forcefully in and out of her tender hole. She cried out and struggled, kicking her beautiful legs.
Tears streamed down her face: "Let me go! Let me go...don't do this..."
I ignored her resistance, violently pounding my large penis against her clitoris, pulling her stockings and panties down to her ankles. I spread her long, slender, white legs and placed them on my shoulders, so she could clearly see my thick penis entering and exiting her beautiful vagina, bringing forth waves of vaginal fluid, which aroused me to the extreme.
At this moment, tears welled up in Jin Minjing's beautiful eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. What was I doing? The woman beneath me, being fucked, was my classmate's newlywed wife!
Lying on the carpet, Jin Min just stared at me with teary, blurry eyes. Her snow-white, gourd-shaped body remained motionless, as if I were inserting an unresponsive inflatable doll into her.
I looked at Jin Min with guilt: "I'm sorry! You're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself..."
As I spoke, I couldn't control my thrusting. The tender flesh of Jin Min's vaginal walls seemed to have layers, encircling my penis. Every time I withdrew and re-entered, the tender flesh of her vaginal walls would automatically contract and writhe, and her uterus would tightly grip the neck of my glans, as if sucking on it. I never imagined she had such a beautiful vagina; it was the best I had ever penetrated.
Jin Min's large eyes remained fixed on me, silent. Suddenly, she frowned slightly: "It hurts!"...
I immediately stopped thrusting, lying on top of her: "I'm sorry! I won't move anymore..."
I said, gently pressing down on Jin Min, my penis fully inserted into her vagina, afraid to move any further.
Jin Min looked at me, and I looked at her. The tear tracks on her face hadn't faded, and my thick penis was being rubbed even harder by the contracting flesh of her vaginal walls. I forcibly controlled myself to stop thrusting.
I said shamefully: "I shouldn't have done this, I'm so sorry! I'll pull my penis out now..."
Just as I was about to pull out, Jin Min's shapely, long legs suddenly wrapped around my waist.
Jin Min frowned and groaned softly: "Don't move, yours is too big, it hurts!"
I immediately stopped pulling my penis out: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry! I won't move!"
Jin Min looked at me: "Do you think pulling it out now will make up for your mistake?"
I said shamefully: "I know it won't make up for it!"
As I spoke, I felt Jin Min's exquisite vagina sucking on my penis again. It was incredibly difficult to remain still amidst this infinitely beautiful friction and entanglement of flesh.
Jin Min's bright eyes looked at me without saying a word.
I felt bored by her gaze and pretended to pull my penis out: "You seem to be in real pain, I'd better pull it out!"
Just as my penis was about to leave Jin Min's vagina, she instead grabbed my buttocks with both hands, pressing my penis down and sealing it tightly against her vagina.
Jin Min, tears welling in her eyes, said, "You've already played with me, don't think it's okay just because you pulled out!"
I didn't know how to answer for a moment: ...
Jin Min closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her hands, which were holding my buttocks, began to press down gently, while her lower body slowly moved, her
vulva rubbing against my thick penis. Women are truly contradictory creatures. So I said nothing more and cooperated with Jin Min's movements, thrusting my penis in and out of her beautiful vagina.
Jin Min closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of our genitals being joined, and I closed my eyes, feeling the rubbing of her exquisite vagina. We silently responded to each other like this. Before long, Jin Min's snow-white legs, which were wrapped around my waist, began to tighten. Her hands also embraced my neck, pressing my head down so that my lips could touch her soft lips. She opened her mouth and slipped her tender tongue into mine, letting me suckle her sweet saliva. She then sucked my tongue into her mouth, entwining and playing with it. Her lower body began to rotate and thrust, while her vagina tightened, grinding and sucking my penis. The pleasure made my whole body go numb. Although she didn't have much experience in sex, she seemed to be born with it. Her extreme excitement made my penis thrust even more vigorously in her beautiful hole. I really envied the bookish Yuan Wanli for having such a beautiful wife who was a lady in public and a slut in bed.
Jin Min suddenly hugged me tightly, her vulva rotating and thrusting rapidly, her legs tightly entwined around my waist. She moaned, "Faster, thrust into me harder...faster..."
I passionately asked her, "Is my penis big? Does it feel good?"
She moaned in response, "So big! Much bigger than Wanli's...it feels so good...faster, thrust into me harder...harder..."
As she spoke, she opened her mouth and bit my lips, greedily sucking on my tongue, making me excitedly thrust my penis to meet the grinding of her vulva, using all my strength to fiercely fuck her beautiful hole. Her vagina suddenly began to contract rapidly, sucking my penis, and the deep uterine cavity also tightened, biting the large glans. At the cleavage of her neck, their genitals were completely fused together. As her vulva writhed and rubbed against me, she reached another climax, thick streams of hot vaginal fluid gushing from her clitoris, splashing onto my glans. I could no longer hold back; my glans was numb and itchy. Because she was the wife of my classmate, the bookworm Yuan Wanli, I couldn't let him raise my child after having slept with his wife.
After thrusting my large penis forcefully into Jin Min's beautiful vagina a few times, I tried to pull out and ejaculate.
I gasped, "I'll ejaculate outside you..."
As I made to pull my penis out of Jin Min's body, she tightly wrapped her beautiful legs around my waist, pressed her hands behind my back against my buttocks, and thrust her vulva upwards, her cervix contracting violently like clamps gripping the cervix of my glans. She
moaned, "Don't pull out, I'm on contraception, push... push all the way in..."
With those words, what did I have to worry about? Besides, at that moment her vagina felt like a giant straw, tightly sucking my entire penis. There wasn't even a gap between our genitals, and it felt so good that every pore on my body opened up. Amidst the persistent tingling and itching of my glans, I thrust forward forcefully, my glans and urethral opening pressing tightly against Jin Min's clitoris. The urethral opening and the small opening of her clitoris were tightly joined, and my hot, milky-white semen gushed out, all of it flowing into her clitoris.
Jin Min, filled with my hot semen, couldn't help but groan loudly again, her whole body convulsing once more, wave after wave of orgasms leaving her completely paralyzed. She simply closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of our passionate union, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, contracting and sucking incessantly, as if determined to devour every last drop of my semen.
Chapter Seven: Impersonating a Beauty's Door
I never expected that my first meeting with Jin Min would lead to our union; it was an unexpected bonus. After the passion subsided, Jin Min shed tears again, crying that she had been chaste and virtuous before marriage, but unexpectedly, she had cheated on me less than two months after our wedding. Since I had taken advantage of her, I naturally had to say the best things, telling her that lust is a primal human instinct and that I couldn't blame her. Although our union was so wonderful, she was, after all, a married woman, and this matter must not be told to anyone. We should pretend that it never happened.
Coming from a wealthy family and with a simple mind, Jin Min nodded repeatedly after hearing my seemingly plausible reasons, demanding that I swear I would never seduce her again. I immediately swore to heaven that I would obey her words and would never again have any improper thoughts about her, nor would I cause her any more trouble. Hearing my straightforward answer, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she managed to wipe away her tears and took out cosmetics from her purse to touch up her makeup in the bathroom.
Jin Min's conservatism and wildness were two extremes, coupled with her undeniable femininity and exceptional sexual prowess. Although she gave me supreme enjoyment, I still couldn't forget the aloof and glamorous Nie Lingyu. While Jin Min was in the bathroom touching up her makeup, I immediately opened her purse. Sure enough, as expected, a secretary's purse always contains a phone book, and naturally, it also contained the phone number of the general manager's secretary, Nie Lingyu. I quickly found the mobile phone number and home phone number of my dream girl and wrote them down. After taking

Jin
Min home, it was already 7 PM. I immediately called Nie Lingyu's place, but to my surprise, Nie Lingyu's sister answered. It turned out that she lived with her sister. I introduced myself as someone from the florist, saying that a Mr. Zhou (I figured Mr. Zhou must often send her flowers) had ordered flowers to be delivered to Miss Nie that night. However, Mr. Zhou had left his phone number but forgot to give me the address. Nie Lingyu's sister said that Nie Lingyu wasn't home, and probably used to having flowers delivered to her sister, so she readily gave me the address and asked me to deliver them directly.
I immediately took out my jeans from the trunk of my car and changed into them (I usually wear jeans to the construction site, so I always keep a pair of jeans in the trunk of my car), bought a large bouquet of flowers, wrote Nie Lingyu's name on it, and headed straight to Songshan Hulin Street.
At the time, I was only focused on seeing Nie Lingyu again and didn't think about anything else. But when I arrived at her new building, took the elevator, and got to the door, I realized that if Nie Lingyu had already gone home by then and saw the man she had been passionately involved with on the bus delivering flowers to her for Young Master Zhou, how would I explain myself? Oh well, at least we had a brief, intimate encounter on the bus. Surely she wouldn't turn her back on me the moment we met? Later I realized my earlier thoughts were unnecessary, because it was her older sister, Nie Lingshan, who opened the door. Her beauty was equally striking. If Nie Lingyu was the aloof type, her sister was the alluring type. Besides their similar face shapes, the sister had captivating, mesmerizing eyes, a straight nose, and red lips that always carried a gentle and charming smile. Her low-cut, milky-white top accentuated her shapely breasts. From my 181cm height, looking down at her... Her snow-white, soft cleavage was faintly visible beneath the hem, a beige belt accentuating her slender waist. She wore a knee-length beige pleated skirt, revealing her smooth, rounded calves without stockings. On her feet were traditional dark beige stiletto heels, making her appear even more graceful and alluring. Compared to Nie Lingyu, her sister possessed a more mature woman's charm, just like Jin Min, exuding femininity. The scent of her perfume, like jade dew and orchids, filled my nostrils, and my large penis began to stir again.

Chapter Eight: The Beautiful and Charming Sister.
Her sister noticed the large bouquet of flowers I was carrying, which was still damp from being sprayed with water. Fearing it would soil her clothes, she invited me inside to place the flowers in a vase—just what I wanted.
The sisters' apartment was a three-bedroom, two-living-room layout with luxurious French-style decor. A 43-inch rear-projection TV was playing a dance instruction program on Channel 4. Such a high-class home was definitely not something a secretary could afford. Jin Min wasn't lying to me; it must have been the result of that young master Zhou, who hadn't even touched Nie Lingyu's finger, spending a fortune.
The large bouquet of various flowers I brought couldn't fit in one vase, so her sister brought out a pair of scissors and a shallow flowerpot, asking me to put all the extra flowers into the vase (she probably thought that since I worked in a florist, I must know how to arrange flowers!). I naturally made up some Japanese flower arrangement style called Suigetsu-ryu or Kanzan-ryu, which made her look at me with admiration.
While I was leisurely arranging flowers, I watched a tango lesson on TV and asked her if she was learning to dance. She nodded a little shyly.
I said, "Tango steps are quite complicated; you can't learn them well without a partner!"
Hearing this, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she said, "I don't have a partner!"
I said, "How could that be? A woman as good as you, there are probably more men chasing after you than you could fit on a train!" (This is one of my usual phrases.)
A strange anger flashed in her eyes as she said, "Even if someone chases after me, it's up to me whether I want them or not! And you men don't even know how to cherish what you've got!"
I think she must have suffered quite a bit in her love life, so I said, "You're so beautiful, so captivating; any man who doesn't cherish you is blind!"
No woman dislikes being praised, but unexpectedly, after hearing my words, she became even more depressed and resentful, saying, "He said the same thing to me before! And it turned out the same thing... Anyway, you men are all like that, wanting more than what
you have. You trick a woman into your hands, and then you want to cheat on her with other pretty women. All men are the same!" I immediately defended myself: "I'm sorry, miss! I'm not that kind of man. I'm very picky. If the feeling isn't right, no matter how pretty she is, I won't want her. Otherwise, I wouldn't still be single!"
She looked incredulous: "I don't believe it. Someone your height, and looks... (she didn't finish), a man like you doesn't have a girlfriend? Nobody believes that!"
I said: "Believe it or not, unless I meet a woman with your qualities, I'd rather be a bachelor for life!"
Hearing how decisive and resolute I was, she seemed somewhat convinced. She then recounted how her boyfriend had cheated on her after they got together, and how she couldn't stand it and insisted on breaking up with him. According to her, that man was her first love!
It was surprising that such a beautiful woman had only ever been with one man. To please her, I immediately said that a woman as wonderful as her was hard to find even with a lantern, and that man didn't appreciate her at all—he was a scoundrel!
Hearing me vehemently criticize that man, her anger and frustration making it seem as if I had been dumped, she couldn't help but laugh. Her laughter was as alluring as spring blossoms, and I was momentarily stunned. I immediately warned myself that I only wanted her sister; I couldn't possibly try to have my cake and eat it too.
After arranging the flowers, although they didn't belong to any particular school of thought, I was quite satisfied with them. Seeing that Nie Lingyu hadn't returned yet, I figured it would be inappropriate for me to linger any longer, so I got up to say goodbye. Perhaps because we had gotten along so well, or perhaps she had been lonely for too long, she seemed a little reluctant to see me go.
As I opened the door, she suddenly asked me, "Do you know how to dance the tango?"
I already understood what she was thinking: "Yes! Would you like me to be your dance partner?"
She brightened up: "I'm not a very good dancer, don't laugh at me!
" I said, "Anyway, it's just for fun, what's there to be afraid of?"
So I went back to the living room, naturally took her hand, and we danced the tango together to the music coming from the TV. That's when I realized why she looked so alluring when I opened the door, and why she was wearing high heels at home – she was practicing alone! Poor woman!
She's about 166cm tall, and over 170cm in heels. Our heights were actually quite well-matched.
Tango is a rather difficult and romantic dance; if danced well, many of the body movements and shifts can be overwhelming to watch.
Besides admiring my skillful fancy dance moves, she occasionally showed immense shyness when our bodies touched. Especially her captivating eyes, which made my heart race. Holding her slender, alluring waist, the occasional friction of our thighs against each other aroused my penis.
So I tried some fancy moves, pulling her to my chest, letting her approximately 34D nipples lightly touch my strong chest, our lower bodies pressed together, legs rubbing together, like dancing to samba. At first, she resisted a little, unwilling to let her protruding vulva touch my erect penis, but as the music played and we were immersed in the romantic atmosphere, she began to respond. First… I felt her nipples, which were occasionally brushing against my chest, harden (she has 34D breasts, so her bra is very thin, and the sensation is distinctly clear!). The rubbing of our thighs also aroused her, and she relaxed, letting me do as I pleased. When my thick, hot penis pressed against her protruding vulva, she initially recoiled. Perhaps the sensory stimulation aroused her primal instincts, and finally, she shyly raised her vulva. Pressed tightly against my penis, she couldn't help but begin to pant softly. Without her noticing, I subtly changed the tango steps into a slow, lover's dance. She remained limp, letting me hold her. Looking at her beautiful, red lips, so alluring with their fragrant breath, I couldn't resist gently kissing them. As our lips met, she shuddered, then gently opened her mouth, letting my tongue... I slipped my tongue into her mouth, but her tender tongue shyly avoided the teasing touch of my tongue. I sipped the sweet saliva from her mouth, and my hand, which had been on her waist, moved to her plump, slightly upturned buttocks. I pressed her lower body against me, making my hot penis rub tightly against her slightly protruding vulva. I could feel her vulva getting hot. At this moment, she pulled away from my deep kiss, panting.
She said, "We've only just met, I shouldn't be like this... Mmm!"
Before she could finish speaking, my tongue had already sealed her lips. My hand slipped inside her low-cut blouse, unhooking her bra and grasping her 34D breasts. My fingertips kneaded her already hardened nipples, and she couldn't help but moan. Finally, she released her soft tongue for me to suckle, while simultaneously reaching back to hug my waist. Her vulva throbbed and rubbed against my penis. I could no longer resist. I reached up and lifted her skirt. When my hand caressed her smooth, delicate breasts without stockings... When I touched her legs, her whole body trembled slightly. My hand slid down her inner thigh to her crotch, touching her panties that were already soaked with her juices. When my fingers slipped inside her panties and touched her thick, slightly curly pubic hair, she reached out and pressed my hand down, shaking her head violently. With her other hand, she pushed against my chest, trying to break free from my lips that were sucking on her. At this point, I was extremely aroused. If I didn't use her beautiful vagina to cool down, my hot, hard penis would probably explode.
Ignoring her struggles, I held her head tightly, pressing our lips even closer together. I pushed her hands away from me and forced my way into her panties, rubbing my fingers against her already slippery labia, which were wet with her juices. Her petals parted, and she suddenly trembled all over, shaking her head and twisting her waist, trying to break free from my embrace. The two of us were entangled on the marble floor of the living room. I hooked my leg around her calf, and she stumbled and fell backward. With a gasp of surprise, I was already supporting her back as she lay on the floor.
I pressed her under me, and she twisted her waist and struggled constantly. The friction between her limbs made me even more excited. I pulled off her panties all the way to her feet, leaving only one side of her panties still hanging on her calf. As she screamed, my fingers had already inserted into her slippery vagina. , such a tight hole, my fingers were tightly wrapped by the tender meat in her vagina, my fingertips touched her clitoris, and immediately circled her clitoris that had become swollen and hardened. She moaned vigorously, shook her head hard, her soft lips finally got rid of my mouth, and her lower body clamped her thighs.
She shouted: You can't do this, it's our first time meeting, please get up!
The word "please" is actually used at this time, which is something I have never encountered before.
I said: Now that things have come to this, don't you want it?
As I spoke, my middle finger continued to rub her swollen clitoris, causing her to gush out streams of vaginal fluid, wetting the marble floor.
She groaned, "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do this. We've only just met (she loved emphasizing this). I dated my boyfriend for three years before I gave him… Get up!"
As she spoke, I felt my jeans unzip, my hard glans already protruding, and it immediately began to struggle.
She twisted her waist and said, "If you don't get up, I'll scream!" Ouch!
While she was talking, I suddenly pried her thighs apart, pulled out my middle finger from her vagina, and with a "plop!" I heard my glans penetrate her incredibly slippery vagina, which was covered in vaginal fluid. She screamed in pain, her eyes rolling back, and I immediately covered her mouth with mine to prevent her from screaming again.
She stirred slightly, then gave up struggling and lay quietly on the cool marble floor. I was on top of her, our lower bodies naked and pressed together. My penis was fully inserted into her vagina, the head of my penis pressing against her clitoris, with no gap whatsoever. I could feel the muscles in her thighs, pressed tightly against mine, taut, which in turn caused her vagina to contract. Her cervix gripped my glans tightly, giving me incredible pleasure.
I lowered my head and kissed her soft lips, but she didn't react. Her eyes were filled with tears. A wave of guilt washed over me, and I pulled my lips away from hers.
I said apologetically, "You're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself..."
Tears streamed down her face as she said resentfully, "This is tantamount to rape!"
I had no choice but to lie through my teeth: "I'm so sorry! I haven't had sex in a year, and you're so alluring, that's why I couldn't resist..." (If she knew I had just penetrated Jin Min's beautiful vagina, she'd probably go crazy!)
She said, "I broke up with my boyfriend over a year ago, and I haven't had sex either, so why could I resist?"
I was surprised she was still arguing about this. Enraged, I thrust my large penis hard into her clitoris, and she cried out in pain.
She frowned: "Don't move, it hurts!
" I said, "You've been through this before, how can it hurt?"
She said shyly, "I've only done it three times with my boyfriend, and it's been over a year since I last had sex. Yours is so big, it makes me feel so swollen and painful..."
In this situation, to be able to explain all this so clearly, she's quite a remarkable woman. But hearing that she's only done it three times is quite amusing; no wonder her vagina is so tight.
I could only say jokingly, "So what should we do? Our genitals are already connected..."
She said irritably, "That's because you forced me!"
As she spoke, I lightly touched her neck. She closed her eyes helplessly, and I began to gently thrust my penis again. She frowned.
She said, "Be gentle..."
I kissed her lips: "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle, I'll definitely make you feel good..."
She said, "I've only done it three times, and besides the pain, I've never felt good..."
I said, "That's because you haven't met the right person!"
As I spoke, I kissed her soft lips. She closed her eyes, letting me suck on her soft tongue. I began to move gently, my penis gently sliding in and out of her vagina, and she began to moan softly again. I unbuttoned and lifted her low-cut top, pulled aside her bra, and opened my mouth to suck on her nipple, my tongue swirling around her nipple from time to time. Her nipple hardened, and her tense body began to relax, letting out a moan.
She whispered, "Don't do this, I can't take it... I'm so swollen down there... Yours is so thick, it hurts a little... Hmm... Slower... Oh..."
I gently swayed my hips, rubbing the head of my penis against her clitoris, clearly feeling her swollen clitoris trembling, and streams of hot, moist fluid gushing out, soaking my thick penis. It felt so good.
Her hands involuntarily wrapped around my waist, gently moving her vulva to meet my thrusts. Although her movements were clumsy, her proactive response aroused my excitement. I excitedly began to thrust my penis faster, and her vaginal fluid gushed out in spurts. I hadn't expected her to have more fluid than most women, making our lower bodies soaking wet. The slippery penis increased the lubrication of her vagina and also alleviated the pain of having only had three sexual experiences. I began to thrust forcefully, each time using the head of my penis to strike her clitoris. For a while, all I could hear were continuous "plop!" "plop!" "plop!" sounds.
The intense thrusting made her moans grow louder and louder. She passionately embraced me, licking her nipples as I lay on her breasts. My legs were pressed against her two snow-white, round, smooth, and soft legs. The warmth and tightness made my glans swell even more deep inside her uterus. The glans scraped against the tender walls of her vagina as it went in and out, making her feel numb all over. Finally, she lifted her long, beautiful legs, still wearing high heels, and wrapped them around my waist.
She gasped, "It's so itchy inside, hurry up..."
I gasped too, "I'll make you climax again and again..."
My hands gripped her full, round buttocks. The marble floor was hard, which made the pubic bone at the base of my penis really hit her vulva with each thrust. If I hadn't just made love with Jin Min that afternoon, I probably would have ejaculated right now.
I think she felt the same intense stimulation as me, and couldn't help but reach out and hug my buttocks. Her beautiful legs wrapped around my waist tighter and tighter, and her tight vagina sucked my big penis like a little mouth. The tightness made her lower body sway up and down with my waist when I thrust my penis into her tight, wet vagina.
She suddenly groaned and cried out: "Kiss me...kiss me..."
My mouth immediately left her nipple and covered her soft lips. She opened her mouth wide, her soft lips pressed tightly against mine, biting down. Our tongues intertwined, saliva exchanged, and we both greedily swallowed the nectar in each other's mouths. At this moment, she suddenly thrust her vulva rapidly about ten times, then pressed it tightly against my pubic bone without moving.
She cried out: "Don't move, don't move, just like this..." My whole body went numb...
Her beautiful legs, wrapped around my waist, trembled uncontrollably as if having cramps.
My glans was pressed tightly against her clitoris, a hard, swollen little fleshy ball constantly rubbing against the tip of my penis. Her vagina contracted tightly, her cervix gripping the glans, and a thick, hot stream of vaginal fluid gushed from that hard, swollen little fleshy ball, splashing onto my glans. She had an orgasm. My
glans, now swollen to its maximum size from the hot vaginal fluid and the intense contractions of her cervix, could no longer hold back and gushed out, filling her clitoris completely.
After the climax, we remained tightly entwined, our genitals joined seamlessly, our lips locked in a passionate embrace, reaching a blissful state of perfect harmony.
The sound of the television startled her awake, and we released our lips.
She exclaimed, "Oh no! I didn't calculate my safe period, I don't know if I'm pregnant..."
I said, "Don't worry, I'll buy you an emergency contraceptive tomorrow, you'll be fine..."
She relaxed, looking down at my now limp penis slowly sliding out of her vagina. Her face flushed again, and suddenly, as if remembering something, she urged me to get up.
She said, "Get up!" My sister might be back soon…
I replied, thinking that if Nie Lingyu knew I had slept with her older sister, it would be very difficult to deflower her. I quickly got up and put on my jeans. Just as I was putting my penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid, back into my pants, I heard the sound of someone unlocking the door. She was stunned.
I said, “I’m going to hide in your room!”
She came to her senses and said, “Come with me!”
She pushed me into the room, but unexpectedly, she also slipped inside and closed the door. Just then, I heard the sound of the front door opening and closing outside.
I said, "Why aren't you dealing with your sister? What are you doing hiding here?"
She said shyly, "I'm scared! Look at me, I can't fool anyone..."
I looked at her disheveled hair and clothes; even if Nie Lingyu were an idiot, she could tell she'd just done something.
A series of high heels approached the door, followed by a knock.
Nie Lingyu called out at the door, "Sister! Sister! Are you asleep?"
Her sister, whom I had just slept with, nestled close to me, feigning a drowsy awakening, "Mmm! You're back?"
Nie Lingzhu asked at the door, "Who sent the flowers outside?"
She glanced at me, then raised her voice and said to the door, "It seems like Young Master Zhou ordered flowers from the florist!"
Nie Lingzhu's voice was full of puzzlement as she said, "He just brought me back, but he didn't say he wanted flowers from the florist."
Her sister turned to look at me, and we were both stunned.

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