A Bold and Unrestrained Woman in the Republican Era (Part Six)

(VI) Yi-Qiu's Sexual History
After hearing Mei-Jin's story of losing her virginity, both Yi-Qiu and I were moved to tears. Perhaps influenced by the sadness, Yi-Qiu said, "Mei-Jin, don't cry. Seeing you cry reminds me of my past." Yi-Qiu then recounted her story with a sorrowful expression.
When I first entered the workforce, I had a boyfriend of many years. Although we had been together for a long time, we only kissed, and at most, we would caress each other through our clothes. This was because I insisted on giving my virginity to my future husband.
Until one day, on his birthday, I accompanied him for a walk in the park. When we reached a secluded pavilion, he suddenly embraced me and pressed his lips to mine. I naturally accepted his passionate kiss and actively extended my tongue to entwine with his. His hands roamed and caressed my tight pants, his fingers tracing the panty lines. I blushed and pushed him away, but he ignored me, pushing me against a pillar and lowering his head to kiss my sensitive neck. I closed my eyes slightly, enjoying his flirtation.
Without my noticing, he unbuttoned my shirt and slipped his fingers inside, through my bra, pinching my nipples. Startled, I pushed him away, saying, "No...don't...Ah Hong...have you forgotten what I said?" I blushed as I looked at him.
Ah Hong said, "Qiu, give it to me...I want you so much. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you!" Ah Hong repeatedly assured me.
I said shyly, "Please don't do this. If you love me, I'll give it to you sooner or later, why rush?" My tone was full of feminine insistence.
Ah Hong turned away, looking into the distance with disappointment, seemingly frustrated by my persistence. When I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, he struggled free and walked to another pillar. This made me extremely embarrassed. After all, with my good looks, every boy treated me like a treasure, and now, I was being rejected after taking the initiative to hug him! So I turned my back to him until he spoke: "We've been dating for three years, don't you trust me? My friends all envy me for having a beautiful girlfriend. They all think we've already gone beyond friendship, but all we've done is kiss and caress. Nobody would believe it. All my friends have slept with their girlfriends, but I'm the one who's been dating the longest and is the slowest."
I replied, "So what? Everyone's situation is different, how can you compare? Besides, with my looks, being your girlfriend isn't beneath you!" I argued defiantly.
Ah Hong retorted, "Well... so what! I admit you're beautiful, but you're just a pretty face. If you love me, why can't you give yourself to me?" Ah Hong was still determined to convince me.
I retorted, "If you love me, why can't you be understanding? Why can't you wait until our wedding day? Why can't you let me willingly give myself to you? Is something forced better?"
He was speechless. Whenever we argued about this, he always left me speechless, so he simply stopped talking. Suddenly, he coldly said, "It's getting late, I'll take you home."
We didn't exchange a single word the whole way home. Our arguments always went like this; a few days of cold war and we'd be back to normal. When we got to my door, he waved goodbye without saying a word, not even turning his head. I angrily slammed the door shut and stormed in, then frantically called him on EMAIL.
For the next few days, he didn't call me or wait for me at my workplace, something that had never happened before. I began to wonder how long he intended to give me the silent treatment. Every day after work, as I walk out of the company gate, I always look around hoping to see him, but after looking for a long time, I still can't find him. Disappointed, I even think about calling him, but in the end, I suppress the impulse.
The first thing I do when I get home is turn on my computer. When the OUTLOOK starts checking emails, a bunch of irrelevant emails appear. Annoyed, I start deleting them. Halfway through, I suddenly see his email. I quickly click to read it. The email reads:
Qiu: We've been together for three years now, and there have been so many joys and sorrows in between. From the day I met you, I believed that you would eventually be my wife. Although we've always stayed at the stage of passionate kissing and caressing, I've always been happy.
Until yesterday, I realized that I was deceiving myself. Your trust in me is far less than my trust in you. When a man and woman reach this stage in their relationship, it's not unreasonable for their feelings to naturally evolve into a physical relationship. But you keep insisting on this. At first, I always interpreted it in a positive light, but when I thought about it carefully in the quiet of the night, I realized that the real reason is that you don't trust me, so you don't think about me.
You always say I don't think about you, but have you ever thought about me? I'm a man, I have desires too. When I want something, you always discourage me. I haven't been able to stand it for long, and I think maybe our relationship has come to an end. Sigh... I won't say any more. Anyway, I hope you take care of yourself, after all, you are the woman I once deeply loved.
—Ahong
After reading Ahong's email, tears streamed down my face. Although I'm a good catch and many people pursue me, we have a three-year relationship. How can I just end three years of love like that? I'm not only unwilling, but also resentful. I've never been dumped by a man before, and today he's the one who broke up with me first. How could I not be furious? So I wrote him a reply.
Ah Hong: I never imagined that a man I deeply loved would disregard our three-year relationship and break up with me so easily. The reason for the breakup wasn't my infidelity, but my insistence on chastity. Just because I couldn't give you my body, you want to break up with me. This is something I, Yi Qiu, never expected. Now I can only lament my poor choice of friends and bad luck in meeting the wrong person. Without you, I might feel pain, but I firmly believe in my principles: I will never cross the line before marriage. I'm sorry I didn't grant your wish. Take care!
Yi Qiu
Another week passed. During this time, I lived like a walking corpse. Without the nourishment of love, I became somewhat haggard, yet I was unwilling to take the initiative to go to him. As usual, after getting home, I first checked my email on the computer. Finally, I saw his email again, asking me to meet him at our usual spot after work the next day. I was filled with mixed emotions: happy because perhaps we could get back together; worried because what if he brought up sex again when we met? Regardless of the outcome, I had to see him.
The next day after work, I went to the place we shared memories of. I saw him sitting in the park pavilion. As I approached, he gently took my hand and then hugged me tightly. I couldn't help but cry in his arms; all the pent-up frustration and loneliness of the past few days burst forth.
He held me and kissed my cheek, then took my earlobe into his mouth. I felt weak all over, leaning against him helplessly. His tongue kept stimulating my ear, and gradually, I became aroused. He took the opportunity to ask me for sex. I hesitated for a long time, struggling internally. I wanted to refuse him again, but after one sentence from him, my resolve wavered.
He said, "Qiu, if you're worried, then after we make love, we'll go get our marriage certificate a few days later. That way you'll feel more at ease, and it won't violate your principles."
After he made that promise, we went to a hotel. As soon as we entered the room, he hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately. After the kiss, he started to remove my clothes, leaving me only in my bra and panties. I blushed and tried to cover myself, but at his urging, I went to the bathroom to shower. After leaving the bathroom, I quickly hid under the covers and asked him to shower as well.
While he was in the bathroom, I watched TV (he used to watch Japanese adult films). The passionate and slightly perverse sex on the screen made me blush, but I was also aroused. I couldn't help but caress my nipples. When I saw his penis inserted into my vagina, I couldn't help but close my eyes and caress my clitoris with my fingers. I didn't even notice when he appeared at the bedside.
He didn't say much when he saw me masturbating. Suddenly, he pulled back the covers and gently licked my nipple with his tongue. I was startled! But soon, I began to enjoy the pleasure of his tongue licking my nipple, and I stroked his hair with both hands, playing with it. When he took my nipple into his mouth, I thrust my chest forward to let it be sucked deeper, making soft "mmm" sounds of pleasure.
Just as I was enjoying myself, his tongue began to gently lick downwards, the tip of his tongue following the curves of my body. When his tongue reached my navel, his hand began to play with my pubic hair. I turned away and lay face down, preventing him from playing with my pubic hair. His tongue began licking and scraping my back again, until it reached my buttocks. He then spread my delicate buttocks apart with both hands, and gently licked the cleft with his tongue, the movements very slow. His tongue tip lightly swept between my perineum and anus, sending shivers down my spine. It was itchy yet incredibly pleasurable (anyone who has ever had their anus licked knows the indescribable sensation).
His tongue seemed to have a great interest in my anus, constantly trying to penetrate it, but the anus was tight and narrow, far beyond the reach of his small tongue. Then his tongue moved down to lick the crease of my vulva. At this point, I couldn't help but arch my buttocks, making it easier for his tongue to lick my genitals.
His tongue licked up and down the crevice of my vagina, occasionally parting my labia and penetrating deeper. My buttocks arched higher and higher, and his tongue probed deeper and deeper. As his tongue touched the walls of my vagina, my juices gushed out. I couldn't help but moan, "Oh... Hong... so... so beautiful... um... so comfortable..."
While teasing my genitals with his tongue, he asked me indistinctly, "Qiu, I didn't lie to you, did I? It feels good, right?"
I moaned back, "Yes... yes... so comfortable... I was so happy..." "Licking my pussy...it's so wonderful."
Seeing my overflowing juices, he contentedly placed a pillow under my buttocks, spread my legs, and pressed his penis against my opening. Without a word, he thrust deeply into my honey pot, his penis piercing my hymen and reaching the very core. I cried out in pain, "It hurts...it hurts...no...don't...it hurts so much..."
His penis, once at the core, began to thrust, completely ignoring my pain, only concerned with his own pumping. I cried, enduring the tearing agony, hoping he would finish quickly. Soon after, he ejaculated inside me, ending my suffering. Afterward, he immediately went to the bathroom to wash the blood off his penis. I wept with regret, regretting listening to him, especially when I needed comforting after sex. He left me, completely disregarding my feelings. It broke my heart.
When he came out of the bathroom, he didn't even glance at me, lying on the bed smoking and watching TV. I looked at the blood on the bed with resentment, helplessly covering my opening and going into the bathroom to wash. As I showered in the bathroom, I kept thinking about his expression after we made love—that cold, indifferent look I'd never forget. When I came out of the bathroom, I found he was already dressed and urging me to get dressed quickly.
After leaving the hotel, he coldly said to me, "Qiu, I'll be quite busy these next few days. We'll handle our marriage registration later."
I asked resentfully, "Didn't you say we'd do it a few days after we made love? Why is it later now?"
He said impatiently, "I told you I'd be busy, can't you understand? I didn't say I was going to back out."
At this point, we started arguing again, but we had barely managed to reconcile our feelings, so I held back. Back home, I kept thinking about every detail of tonight, the more I thought about it, the more frightened and heartbroken I became. He was a heartless man... I only regretted not holding on. Now I just hoped he was a man of his word.
He didn't contact me for the next few days, and I stubbornly refused to contact him either. Then one day I noticed something strange about my genitals and felt something was wrong, so I took half a day off to see a gynecologist. The doctor told me, "Miss, you have a sexually transmitted disease. You must get treatment immediately, otherwise it will cause serious problems with your future fertility!"
The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue. How could I believe I had an STD? And...and that my boyfriend had given it to me? This not only meant he was unfaithful, but he also didn't care about my life, having sex with another woman and then having sex with me.
Tears streamed down my face. The nurse next to me looked at me strangely, as if she suspected I was a prostitute. I was so ashamed I didn't know what to do, but I had to face reality and accept treatment.
After leaving the OB-GYN, I angrily called him: "Hey! You heartless, shameless bastard! You actually gave me an STD! What were you thinking? Tell me!"
He replied in a similarly unpleasant tone, "You're blaming me! I'm also undergoing treatment. If you had agreed to have sex with me before, I wouldn't have been so desperate to hire a prostitute. Humph... I never thought I'd be so unlucky as to get infected on the first try."
At this point, I had no desire to talk to him anymore. I said harshly, "I guess I was blind. I accept it. From now on, we're done. You don't need to take responsibility for my loss of virginity. Just consider it as being haunted by a ghost, boohoo..." I angrily hung up the phone.
After a period of treatment, although my STD was finally cured, it also ended a three-year relationship and the loss of my virginity that I had guarded for many years. All of this was my own fault for being naive, but it also made me more wary of men. It wasn't until I changed jobs and came to my current company that my life started anew. I immediately encountered a formidable rival in the workplace, Sister Butterfly.
Originally, I just wanted to do my job well, but one day I ran into Ah Hong from the past. He was about to get into a car, with a personal driver opening the door for him, looking every bit like a high-ranking executive. Seeing this made me resentful. My former heartbreaker had actually become successful. I couldn't help but lament that God was blind. I worked hard but was still just a lowly specialist, while he had soared to the top. The difference between us was vast, so I resolved to work even harder.
Coincidentally, I learned that there would be personnel changes in the company, so I began to actively plan ahead. One day before leaving work, I met Xiao Jian from the HR department. Suddenly, an idea came to me, and I invited him for coffee. He subtly hinted that he could act as a middleman for me in terms of personnel promotion, mentioning that the vice president was eager to build up his own faction. Seeing this as an opportunity, I asked him to introduce me to the vice president. Since I rarely had the opportunity to interact with the vice president, I was willing to use my body to seduce Xiao Jian in order to achieve my goal of promotion.
That evening, Xiao Jian and I walked into the hotel, cuddling together. As soon as we entered, Xiao Jian hugged me and kissed me eagerly, swirling his tongue deep into my mouth. I responded passionately, kissing him as I unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and gently stroked it. After my tongue escaped his grasp, I continued kissing and licking downwards, unbuttoning his shirt. When my tongue touched his nipple, I immediately took it into my mouth and sucked on it, licking around the areola.
After a brief pause, I slowly squatted down, kneeling on the floor, and gently licked the head of his penis. The salty smell of urine made me want to vomit, so I asked him to shower first. He, however, wanted me to take a bath with him. So he went into the bathroom first, and I slowly took off my clothes and went into the bathroom.
In the bathtub, I gently washed his back like a wife, applying some shower gel to his penis and carefully stroking it. As I rinsed off the foam, he pressed his hands on my shoulders, gesturing for me to kneel and give him oral sex. I obediently knelt, gently opening my mouth to take his penis in and slowly stroke it. His penis wasn't very long, so it easily slid down my throat to the base. When my nose touched his pubic hair, I slowly released it.
He stroked my cheek with pleasure, praising, "Yiqiu, your mouth is amazing. Come on… get up, now it's my turn to suck your cunt." He then told me to get up.
After I released his penis, he immediately took the showerhead and cleaned my genitals briefly, then knelt down and extended his tongue, gently licking my labia. His tongue roamed between my vulva and clitoris, and I moaned with pleasure, "Mmm… Xiaojian… you're so good… your tongue is so nimble, it's making my soul fly away!"
Under his licking, I couldn't help but ejaculate thick vaginal fluid, which he swallowed repeatedly. I leaned comfortably against the wall, and he took my hand and led me to the sink, making me place my hands on the sink, facing the large mirror, with my back to him and my buttocks raised high. When he pressed his penis against my vaginal opening, I nervously turned to him and said, "Xiao Jian, could you go in slowly? I haven't had sex in a long time, so I'm a bit tight and afraid it will hurt."
Xiao Jian nodded, and then let the glans rub against my vaginal opening for a while before pushing forward slowly. The glans parted my tender, bright red labia and slowly penetrated. When I frowned, he slowed down, and only continued to push in after I urged him. When the glans touched the center of my vagina, he began to thrust faster.
However, his stamina didn't seem very good. I pretended that I was about to climax and moaned loudly to make him finish quickly: "Oh... Xiao Jian... you're killing me... so good... I'm about to climax..."
With my deliberate moaning, Xiao Jian finally ejaculated, the hot semen almost making my legs weak. I exhaled, turned around and kissed him, then pulled out his penis. The semen was forced out of my vagina, flowing down my thighs to the floor. I immediately covered my vagina and rushed out of the bathroom. I went to the room, took out a sealed bag I had hidden in my purse, put the semen in the bag, and then returned to the bathroom. He didn't suspect anything because I took a bar of my own soap into the bathroom, rinsed myself off quickly, and left the hotel.
The next day, Xiao Jian said on the phone that the vice president wanted me to have lunch with him after work. During lunchtime, I specially went home to dress up and wore a short skirt. I was very nervous to meet the vice president after work.
The vice president asked, "Yi Qiu, you've been with the company for more than three years, right?" His eyes seemed to be observing me the whole time.
I cautiously replied, "Yes, Yiqiu has been with the company for three years."
The vice president continued, "Your performance has been very good in these three years, consistently on par with Lin Yidie, but Yidie seems to have a slight edge in leadership and management."
I hurriedly said, "Vice President, don't worry, I will definitely demonstrate my abilities whenever I have the opportunity."
The vice president said, "For the position of assistant manager, it seems that you and Yidie are the most capable right now. Yidie's whereabouts are unclear, but I want to build up my own team."
I quickly declared, "Vice President, don't worry, Yiqiu will be a subordinate you can trust." My eyes revealed eager anticipation.
The vice president nodded thoughtfully and said, "It's not that I don't trust you, but this matter is of great importance. You know that while the general manager and I appear to get along well, we're secretly competing with each other."
I firmly replied, "Vice President, rest assured, I will be loyal to you to the death, without any disloyalty."
The vice president said, "I really want to trust you, but you must first gain my trust before I can wholeheartedly support you in becoming the assistant manager!" He looked at me meaningfully.
I asked, puzzled, "Vice President, what do you want me to do for you to believe in my sincerity?"
The vice president looked directly at me and slowly said, "Unless you're willing to make a sacrifice, consider it a deposit for becoming the assistant manager." As he spoke, his eyes held a lewd glint.
I blushed and said, "You mean... okay... I agree. Perhaps if I don't, you'll think I'm insincere." I made a painful decision, determined to sacrifice myself.
The vice president looked at me with suspicion and said, "Are you really willing? Will you regret it?" His eyes held both doubt and lewdness.
I said firmly, "Please don't doubt my determination and sincerity. I hope you will take good care of me in the future. If I can become the assistant manager, I will serve you for life." As I finished speaking, I gave him a flirtatious look.
The vice president smiled smugly and said, "Good...very good. Let's go now. Let me see if you are capable enough to be an assistant manager." He stood up and went to the counter to pay the bill.
The vice president took my hand and got into a taxi, instructing the driver to take us to the Vigo Motel. In the taxi, his hand began to caress my thighs. I blushed and lowered my head shyly. Looking up, I saw the driver watching me grope him in the rearview mirror. The feeling of being spied on by a stranger was exciting, yet also incredibly embarrassing. The driver kept adjusting the rearview mirror; I think he could see my legs slightly parted, and through my short skirt, I could see my flesh-colored panties.
The vice president seemed to know the driver was spying, but he continued to touch me brazenly, even going so far as to push his hand under my skirt, pressing against my vulva and forcing my panties inside. I groaned softly, squinting my eyes, and saw the driver's surprised look. This erotic and stimulating scene ended ten minutes later, as the car had arrived at the hotel entrance.
After getting out of the car, the driver didn't drive away immediately. When I looked back, I saw his eyes fixed on my short skirt. I shyly and quickly took the vice president's arm and entered the motel.
Before entering the room, the vice president said to me, "Yiqiu, when I was touching you just now, I knew the driver got a free show. But do you know why I still caressed you even though I knew someone was peeping, and even inserted my finger into your vagina?"
I asked shyly, "Yiqiu doesn't understand. Why would the vice president let others see Yiqiu's private parts for free?" I questioned him.
The vice president explained, "Because it is indeed embarrassing for you to expose yourself, but this is also a test of whether you are willing to sacrifice for me. It seems you have passed the first test!"
After hearing his explanation, I didn't say much, but inwardly I thought, "What a deep scheming mind." It seems I still need to hone my skills to navigate the cutthroat world of the workplace.
After we entered the room, he put his arm around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, looking at him seductively. I said, "Vice President, I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll keep you company." As I walked towards the bathroom, he held me even tighter.
He said, "Don't shower yet, let me taste your flesh first." He leered as he spoke.
I said, "Vice President, it's not good not to rinse off! It will... it will... smell." My face turned bright red as I said this.
He leered and said, "Don't shower yet, I like your original flavor, hehe! Come on..."
He immediately kissed me, his tongue prying open my teeth and entering my mouth. I gently sucked on his tongue, and reached out to unbutton his shirt and then his suit pants. He was only wearing his underwear. After my tongue left his, I began kissing down his neck. When I reached his nipple, I tapped it with the tip of my tongue and licked around the areola. With one hand, I rubbed his penis up and down through his underwear. He began to groan, "Yiqiu, you're so good... mmm... such a wet and hot tongue... so naughty, so naughty that I love it!"
I pushed him down onto the chair and whispered, "Sit still and don't move. Let Yiqiu serve you."
After saying that, I knelt in front of him and took off my underwear. With one hand, I stroked his penis, and the tip of my tongue began to gently lick the glans,
like a slave licking his master's penis. He gently pressed my head down, and I glanced up at him. His eyes gestured for me to start swallowing his penis. I obediently took it into my mouth and slowly swallowed it, cooperating with his hand, until I couldn't swallow any more. Just as I was about to slowly spit it out, he suddenly thrust his hips upwards, shoving his penis into my mouth. I couldn't help but gag and quickly spat it out, glaring at him with seductive eyes and saying coquettishly, "Vice President, are you trying to fuck Yiqiu to death?! Don't rush! I'll try my best to swallow it."
He didn't say anything more, closing his eyes to enjoy my swallowing, occasionally letting out low moans: "Oh... Yiqiu... you're such a slut, you're making me feel so good... mmm... so..."
As I swallowed and spit, he insulted me. His insults didn't humiliate me; instead, they spurred me on to be a dutiful slave. Each time he took my penis in, I would swallow it to the limit, until the glans pressed against my throat. My throat would involuntarily contract and clench the glans before slowly spitting it out. As I spat it out, I would gently scrape the penis with my teeth until it was completely out, then lick the glans with the tip of my tongue, moving it down the shaft. My tongue would circle the groove below the glans, then lick the shaft until it reached the base (my nose touched the pubic hair), before tilting my head to lick downwards. He would cooperate by slightly lifting his buttocks, allowing my tongue to easily reach his scrotum. He would lightly lick the scrotum, then take it into his mouth, play with it for a while, and then spit it out.
After spitting out my scrotum, I stuck out my tongue again, licking down my scrotum. When my tongue lightly swept across my perineum, his body trembled slightly, and he groaned, "Oh...so...so itchy...Yiqiu, your tongue is amazing..."
My tongue continued to lick down my anus, pressing against it slowly and forcefully, pretending to push my tongue into my anus. By this time, he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled me up and told me to take off my clothes myself. I looked at him seductively, my eyes revealing a wanton glint of white. I slowly removed my top, then my skirt and stockings. I reached back and unhooked my bra, throwing it on the ground. I covered my nipples with my hands and slowly walked towards him.
When I reached him, he hugged my waist tightly, lowered his head and licked my nipples, gently licking and biting them, then sucking on them. His hands slowly slid down to my panties and pulled them down. Now I was standing naked in front of him.
After he finished licking and sucking both my nipples, he picked me up and placed me on the bed. He then squatted down on the floor, spreading my legs apart. I said shyly, "Vice President, that's dirty...no...don't...let me wash it, okay?"
He shook his head without speaking and began to bury his face between my legs, licking my genitals. His tongue licked and hooked my clitoris, occasionally sucking on the clitoris. When my clitoris was taken into his warm mouth, my juices gushed out. I kept thrusting my hips up, pressing my genitals against his mouth, rubbing against his prickly beard, and moaning lewdly, "Oh...Vice President...I...Yiqiu...I'm about to be licked to death...so good...mmm...yes...yes...that's it...that's it...wooo...so good...my soul...is about to fly...fly..."
When I climaxed in his mouth, thick vaginal fluid gushed out of my vagina. After my vaginal fluids gushed out, I looked at him shyly and weakly, while he continued to swallow, seemingly unsatisfied. His Adam's apple bobbed incessantly, his eyes filled with lust, which made my cheeks flush even more.
Seeing that I had already climaxed once, he placed my legs on his shoulders, aimed his penis at my wet opening, and suddenly lowered his buttocks. With a "plop," his entire penis slid into my wet opening, the glans pressing against my clitoris. A sensation that was tingling, numb, and sore came from inside.
As his penis began to thrust, I swayed my long hair from side to side, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, moaning incessantly, "Oh... fuck... fuck me to death... Vice President... you... are so... so good at fucking... faster... faster... mmm... Yiqiu... let... let you fuck... fuck me to death..."
My moans seemed to encourage him; though he was panting heavily, he still thrust into my wet hole with all his might. He rubbed my breasts with one hand and slapped my slender, white buttocks with the other, uttering sadistic words, "Fuck... you're such a slut... good... good bitch... let me fuck you to death... oh... your hole is so tight and narrow, it feels so good to fuck... you moan so well... just like a prostitute..."
When I reached orgasm, my moans became even louder, and I thrust my lower body, making my vagina even tighter. At the same time, he also wanted to ejaculate.
"Vice President... good... so good... God... the bitch is going to orgasm... faster... faster..." I shamelessly cried out.
"Oh...you filthy bitch...you slut...you dead slut! Ah...I'm going to cum...open your mouth!"
He pulled his penis out shortly after my orgasm, and I obediently opened my mouth to take it in. Once inside, he began his final thrusts, pulling my head tightly and shoving it towards the base of his penis, using my mouth as a vagina for his thrusts.
After about twenty thrusts, with a shout, a thick, fishy, and hot stream of semen filled my mouth, with excess still dripping from the corners of my lips. I swallowed and released his penis, back and forth, until it shrank back. Just as I was about to spit out the semen, his expression seemed to want me to swallow it.
He said, "Yiqiu, be good, let me see how sincere you are?" His eyes were full of observation.
Judging from his tone of voice, his choice of words, and his expression, I knew he wanted to see if I would swallow his semen. So I gave him a seductive look, deliberately opened my mouth to let him see the thick semen inside, closed my eyes, and "gulp! gulp!" began to swallow it.
After swallowing, I gave him a seductive look, then used my finger to smear the semen from the corner of my mouth onto my bright red lips, making them look like they were coated with a layer of milky white lip gloss. Only then did the vice president smile with satisfaction, and he touched the semen on my lips with his finger. I closed my eyes in ecstasy, and took his finger into my mouth, swallowing it until he withdrew it.
We lay weakly on the bed, embracing each other. The vice president said with satisfaction, "Yiqiu, you're amazing. I didn't expect one of the company's three beauties to be so wanton and so amazing, hahaha! Great, I'll do everything I can to get you promoted to assistant manager." After saying that, he gently pinched my nipple.
I said coquettishly, "Vice President, you're so amazing! Yiqiu almost died from your love. If he had died, you would have lost a trusted confidant, wouldn't you?" After saying that, I rubbed my cheek against his chest.
Although I had spent a lot of money on Xiaojian and the Vice President, I never expected that Sister Die would still successfully ascend to the position of Assistant Manager in the end. Looking back, it was really not worth it for me to please them.

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